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When to say no.

I admire people who knows when to say no.

Especially when they say no right at the beginning.

I am the kind of person who, when asked a yes or no question,

would keep quiet and look down,

or shrug my shoulders and wear a stupid grin.

Today, one of my artists resigned

after five days of work.

She can’t take the workload, she says.

She reported for work on Monday

and the following Monday she was absent.

She said she had fever since the weekend.

I remember working overtime until I was the last one in the office.

I remember working overtime and working at home.

I remember working at home, late into the night and into the wee hours of the morning.

I remember working on Friday nights, Saturdays and Sundays.

I remember staying up overnight at Burger King, working.

I don’t know how to say no, I only know how to have a nervous breakdown.

When tears start to fall as I try to keep up from one deadline to the other,

thats the time my whole body says no and shuts down.

Recently, I became mother to this creative group.

I’ve learned it is easier to say no

when there are others involved.

I can work endlessly and kill myself in the process,

but I can hardly say the same for them.

So thank God I have these people under me,

finally I am learning to say no.

In time, I’ll learn to say no even if it’s just for me.

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Willie, nawiwili ka na. Or Shakespeare and other metaphors for Mr. Revillame.

All the world’s a stage to Willie Revillame.

Everyone plays a character.

Emotions are made-up.

Trap-doors and smoke and mirrors,

and hiding corpses behind curtains.

The choreographed applause,

the dancing, the singing,

the crying, the drama of life unfolding.

The crush of bodies.

The sweat that flows as secrets,

held on to for so long, are revealed

on national television.

And the money, the money that flows.

A payment for every dirty underwear exposed,

for every horrible gyration, screeches, screams.

So little for more than a pound of flesh.

The humiliation, the horror.

Ok lang, may bayad naman.

Everything has a value, and that’s monetary.

Who cares if the happiness is momentary?

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Happy Yipee Yehey: Another half-baked noontime show?

Call me a backstage critic.

I’m a scriptwriter, a voice over, a propswoman, a floor director. In short, I work unseen, so you may work in a few bitterness in my tone.

I am also the market for these noontime shows.

From Lunchdate to Showtime and now, just this afternoon, to Happy Yipee Yehey.

First off, the opening number was unexpectedly expected. Ten days old into the Chinese New Year and they give us what? Yet another lion and dragon dance. I’d say it ended there.

After that it was a hodge podge of song and dance numbers, movie and show promos and games that were so obviously a rehash of other games here and abroad. The only saving grace was the Ikaw and Bida interactive game but even that was borrowed from Eat Bulaga and their long time invasion of the barangays. Ho hum. Done. Done. Done.

Not to mention that the pacing was painfully slow, people talked so damnably slow you would have wanted to rip out the words from their throats, the music, light and stage cues were a heartbeat later than expected. It was a test of patience to finish the show.

So anyway. Let us all hope that they do better on Monday.

On a positive note, Karylle, after her self-eviction, was made co-host of Showtime. Now that, is worth saying happy yipee yehey.

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Getting and giving head.

I’ve neglected my blogs for quite a bit. The holidays have been filled, not with parties, but with work.

For a time I have been thinking of leaving advertising and perhaps working as a cashier at the MRT; move from mind racking to mind numbing. Finally find the time to sleep, the time to run in the mornings, the time to pull back and breathe and see myself in action, recently when I try, I see a blur, a woman always in a hurry, surprisingly spritely even when the pounds obviously have filled her up from hours and hours of sitting in front of the computer and living on fried and sauced office birthday food.

But perhaps all the holding on paid up. I started as a junior copywriter whose clothes and hairstyle were always the salty cheddar on every discussion. Who signed up to sing with the office band and had to back out at the last minute because she found out that she sucked at singing. Who was nominated by her boss to join a creative competition in Boracay and lost big time, again a disappointment. They put me from probationary to a regular employee but after I year of fashion faux pas and writing wreckage, I up and left.

Then once again I found my way to another ad agency. Became a senior copywriter. Went from snail’s pace writing to lighting speed. Left the office when everyone else had to leave, plopped into the nearest Burger King, plugged in my laptop and went to work again until I had to go back to the office the following morning. I worked on spiels, concepts, pitches, video presentations, scripts, songs all on my own, I was super, I felt super and definitely I felt spent, tired, sleepless, underpaid, overused.

But all that drama perhaps has finally, thank Garp, paid off. Creative Head. Not bad for a 26 year old.

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The Real Pulpy Deal: Minute Maid Pulpy has NO PRESERVATIVES :D

I just drank a bottle of Minute Maid Pulpy. They say it’s got ‘no preservatives added’. Aw, c’mon…It’s bottled juice. Is that even possible? So I thought maybe… I’m having my leg pulled.

I didn’t believe it the first time I heard it’s got no preservatives added.  So I read the ingredients (even the fine print) and everything checked out! It really has NO PRESERVATIVES ADDED!  That means it doesn’t have ingredients that may turn out to be allergens, or worse…carcinogens!  Whew! Now that’s healthy goodness that tastes so good, I… had to buy another bottle and drink it up fast!

So okay, it’s got no preservatives added. That’s really good, right?  Not just because it doesn’t have those icky, harmful ingredients, but it also means… it’s good enough to drink every time I feel like I need a healthy drink.

So far anyone who still has a hard time believing that Minute Maid has got no preservatives added - meaning it’s THAT natural, it’s almost like it’s plucked straight from the tree, it’s just as Mother Nature wanted your orange juice to be, it’s got nothing but the good stuff yes, none of those potentially toxic stuff that can harm your brain, kidneys, heart; cause tumors aargh- the list of preservatives’ bad effects just go on!!! Anyway, just to prove a point on just how good Minute Maid Pulpy is ‘cause it’s got NO PRESERVATIVES ADDED, I’m gonna tell the world about it.

Feels good to know about the real pulpy deal, right? C’mon show me a smile on the comment box, and you might win yourself a Really Pulpy Deal! (That’s a chance to win a Minute Maid gift pack simply by commenting. Sweet! C’mon you just might be picked as the lucky ‘commentor’!)

Love,

Mavicity

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Bratty Bonita Laptop Bag Review

I recently got the Red Snakeskin Specialist that was on Christmas sale. 

I bought it online from brattybonita22.multiply.com, owned by Thea Secretaria, featured in Unang Hirit. She’s a young entrepreneur and every girl probably want to have her life: bag designer, business owner, and an office girl that’s mostly sent abroad.

I am generally an easy online buyer, meaning I don’t ask too many things, I contact you for the order, I meet-up to pay and get the product. I’ve bought several things online including two laptops, a camera and the usual girlie wirlie stuff (read: whitening and slimming products).

This being my first time to buy a bag online, I was, as Thea summarized: so makulit. Probably because I don’t usually buy bags even offline, I just wait for people to get tired of my bag and finally give me a new one. 

Anyway, I got my new bag by meeting up with Thea’s mom, had a little chit chat at DQ Cubao and I was off with a very spunky lookin’ laptop bag. Although I must admit I was a bit offed that there was no receipt for the not at all negligible sum of moolah I gave up, oh well, online shopping has such risks.

The first thing I noticed was that the black material looked like the brittle kind of pleather, remember when your black shoes would break up in parts that moved the most? It was the same black material on the handles as well which made the handles tough and to not mold to your shoulder.

The lining also packed a punchline. It was a red bag with a bright green lining. Hah. Although I must admit that the bright green lining made the insides a little more easier to navigate, especially with all the things I cram inside it, so in the end the color was definitely a plus.

I had to put glue on the belt-like designs so that they stay put and not cause tears in the red material where they were looped through.

But if you notice on the photo above, the bag has supports underneath so that the bottom need not touch ground even when you’re shoulders are aching from the weight of your laptop and definitely had to put the bag down. The bag also stand up quite nicely and that’s a big plus for those commuting via train, just put the bag down and clip it between your legs :D

Also your laptop, tiny or of cinematic proportions, is very well protected once inside the bag because of the Uratex padding. This also makes the bag a nice hugbuddy for the long commutes.

It’s also quite an upgrade to my over-all look. An aunt asked me if it was a Prada. Hah! I wish, but hey, it does look as good as one.

So for recommendations, this one is definitely recommended. A must-buy for all of us girls who has to lug our laptops on our sexy backs day in and day out and still manage to look half-way decent and even fashionable. ;)

This is not a paid review.

You can find Bratty Bonita on multiply, facebook and twitter.

They also have another line called Tough Brat, see below. Love it. I wish I can have one of these for my birthday next month :D

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Christmas indulgences: Two Bratty Bonita Laptop Bags!!

I promise to be very good… to myself this Christmas season.

I recently got myself a spunky new HP 12 megapixel touchscreen camera and now I’ve got my eyes on a Bratty Bonita Laptop Bag. Although I’d much want to get them all, they have an assortment of styles and colors and sizes, I must settle for just one, at least for now.

Bratty Bonita Laptop Bags has a facebook account, a multiply account, a twitter account, an email account for inquiries and made to order laptop bags and a very nice red snake skin Specialist laptop bag which is on sale this Christmas!

Phew, now that’s one too many links in one breath, but whatever, you have to see their stuff to know why I’m frothing in the mouth and wanting to get one ASAP.

I’ve already ordered for the red snake skin kick ass Specialist laptop bag, so I’m not going to rave about that, not till I get my hands on it. For now, let me fantasize over one of their other designs that I want to get for my birthday, which is happening in January 21 thankyouverymuch!

The beauty I hope to get as a gift (hint hint) for my birthday is a lovely mint green croc Michaela laptop bag, see photo and drool ^_^

It’s tough and got it’s own shape so it’s perfect for trotting around in the mall or commuting with. No nosy elbows (pun?) to hurt a tiny fragile netbook.

Also, it doesn’t look like a dorky hi-im-a-laptop-bag-steal-me-now ensemble right? For my job this is very important. I get to do my ocular inspections and my out of office work assignments with peace of mind. If you’ve read my older blog, you’ll know I once lost a Macbook to a thief and I’m not letting that happen ever again. Needless to say during the time the Macbook got stolen, I was using a dorky, black laptop bag. Never again!

Inside are compartments for the laptop and everything else. whee, I have to sheepishly smile. I’m a pack rat and my bags are usually a case for Niecy Nash to clean up (Who want’s a clean Bag?) so having a bag with neat compartments should help me organize my life better. Tiny netbook, one or two notebooks and a trade paperback plus my pens would fit quite nicely in a Michaela.

As for the color, I’ve been wondering why I fell in love with mint green, the red Specialist was clear enough since there are only two colors I love and that is red and black, but this green one, well, it simply sends me a message to calm down, pull back and relax. Exactly what I need during stressful, long and tiresome meetings! Hah! Bring ‘em on!

So there, I await my first Brartty Bonita laptop bag and hopefully get another one in time for my birthday.

I might have something made to order too. Try to exercise the creative muscles a bit.

If you love Bratty Bonita or would want to check them out, just click in the myriad links I have early on in this post. I hope you get one too and let’s all get together in a mall: The First Ever Bratty Bonita Flash Mob! ;)

Watch out for my next post about my red snakeskin Specialist from BB. Gotta love!