In Defense of…

I know blogging hiatus is sinful especially for the online freaks like me. But forgive me, my minions. Internet connection is recently scarce. And Netopia and mall computer shops could only do so much.

A bunch of Journ friends and I were schmoozing (thanks to Comm Res101) last Wednesday about, yes, Gossip Girl. I watch it, mind you. I mean, I have a guy friend who watch Daisy Siete and the like. So no labels, please. Anyway, so those journ dudettes were passionately pro-Blair. Waldorf They apparently like the virginal beauty, who’s perfectly intelligent, uptight and ceaselessly boring. They seemed to distance Serena (her counterpart) away from the girlfriend material type. I like Blair but you see, a girl with an adventurous a.k.a. wild side of her is a treasure needed to be preserved.

Wanna Have Some Pun?

I tried to look for a vivid documentation of our Speech121 Underneath Her Clothes production, but so silly of us, everyone in the class poorly utilized their cameras and video cams (probably because of the eerie tension then). However, Ivy’s man actually recorded three-fourths of Cinderella- in where in one scene, I appeared as the gangly fairy god…mader! Lol. Hehe. But wait- sadly, I only chose to post the absolutely depressing first scene where Cinderella’s dad was about to be buried. So here…

Sorry that I kinda posted it late. At least I got to post it just before the second semester starts. Yey!