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You Can Stand Under My Umbrella... :-(

Hands down to ma girl Rihanna. She is Gwen Stefani's RnB counterpart...her bootylicious soulful chocolate sistah...hehehe. I liked the Cinderella remix better though with Chris Brown, but i couldnt find a link to it, here's the CINDERELLA LYRICS though:[Jay-Z]
Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna, Chris Brown)
Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad)
Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action)
Ahuh Ahuh

No clouds in my storms
Let it rain, I hydroplane in the bank
Coming down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come we gone, we Rocafella
We fly higher than weather
And G5's are better, You know me,
an anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips for the rainy day
Jay, Rain Man is back with little Ms. Sunshine
Rihanna where you at?

[Rihanna]
You have my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
May be in magazines
But you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can't see shiny cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because

[Chorus]
When the sun shines, we'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

[Chris Brown]
You're becoming a dream to me
Fairytale fantasy
Nothing can ever compare
An image to my memory
Girl I'm asking could you be my queen?
A vision on a magazine
That's when I'll be there
It's something we both share
Because

[Chorus - Chris Brown]
When the sun shine, we'll shine together
You know I'll be here forever
Although it's not raining outside
Girl it's getting late you can stay the night
But you can dipout anytime whenever
I can call a car I ain't tryna stress ya
I'm looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

[Both]
You can run into my arms
It's okay don't be alarmed
Come into me
There's no distance in between our love
So go on and say my name some more
I'll be all you need and more (ah.. ready?)
Because

[Chorus]
When the sun shines, we'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
But you can dip out anytime whenever
I can call a car I ain't tryna stress ya
I'm looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

It's raining (rainin')
Ooh baby it's raining (rainin')
Baby come into me (oh)
Come into me
It's raining(na na)
Oh baby it's raining(na na)
You can always some into me
Come into meJay-Z:
Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna)
Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad)
Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action)
Ahuh AhuhNo clouds in my storms
Let it rain
I hydroplane into fame (Eh eh)
Come'n down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come we gone
We Rocafella (Eh eh)
She fly higher than weather
And she rocks it better
You know me
An anticipation for precipitation
stacks chips for the rainy day (Eh eh)
Jay, rain man is back with lil Ms. Sunshine
Rihanna where you at?[VERSE 1]
You had my heart
and we'll never be world apart
Maybe in magazines
but you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the Dark
You can see shiny Cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We�ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)[VERSE 2]
These fancy things,
will never come in between
You're part of my entity
Here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hardTogether we'll mend your heart
Because ...[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)[BRIDGE]
You can run into my Arms
It's okay don't be alarmed
(Come into Me)
(There's no distance in between our love)
So Gonna let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
Because ...[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine Together
Told you I'll be here forever
That I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)It's raining (raining)
Ooo baby it's raining
baby come into me
Come into me
It's raining (raining)
Ooo baby it's raining
You can always come into me
Come into me......

Lip Gloss by Lil Mama. OoohYeeahhh

The first time i heard this song i was in the backseat of some random taxi. I was like, what a poorly produced and obviously tight budgeted song...but then--i heard it play FULL BLAST at ROCK CANDY chillin at JayR's private party ....DAAAMMMNNNN...... Its poppin (4)What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppinWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys be jockin
They chase me after schoolMac Mac, Loreal yep cause I'm worth it
Love the way I puts it on so perfect
Wipe the corners of my mouth so I work it
When I walk down the hallway they cant say nothin
Oh oh oh my lips so luscious
The way I spice it up with the Mac Mac brushes
Loreal got them most watermelon crushes
That's probably the reason all these boys got crushesWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppinWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys keep jockin
They chase me after schoolWhen its time for lunch my lips still rock
Lil mama melon with the hot pink top
Cherry, vanilla, flavors its a virtue
They, lovin, lip gloss universal
The boys really like it
The girls don't speak
They rolling they eyes
They lip gloss cheap
It ain't my fault
But I could upgrade you
Show you how to use nice things
with nice flavorsWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppinWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is coolAll the boys keep jockin
They chase me after schoolCause myyyyyy
Lip glosssss
Its poppin (x4)
Cause myyyyyy
Lip glosssss
Its poppin (x4)No Music [Clap x4]Oh, Who you know spit it hard to a hand clap
She ain't whack
So I tell a corny n***a hand dat
To a record label while I get my hair wrapped
Then I let it fall under my New York Yankee cap
Anybody that know better
That got chedda
Bet go getta
Cuz ya already know I'm where its at
And if Im rollin
Im ridin
I got my homies beside me
I tell Ben drop me off he likeWhere its at
I gets it poppin
Im droppin
Ya'll know I dont play
And know my swag is official to what my flow say
And any club that's poppin my record gon play
Rest in peace to Haze and Lil Zay ZayNo Music [Clap x4]Sittin in 8th period thought I was in trouble
Dean called me on the loud speaker on the double
I stepped in her office like yes, Ms McClarkson
She like girl ran out of my lip gloss and
write down where you get yours from
cause I must admit that bubblegumits poppin
its poppin
its poppin
she ain't frontinand uhI be lovin it
I be I be lovin it
and uh
I be usin it
I be I be usin it
and uh
I be rubbin it
I be I be rubbin it
On my lips my lips, uh
my lip glossWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppinWhat you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you knowThey say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys keep jockin
They chase me after school

THE WINDBLOWS TO THE MYXTREME 2

THE WINDBLOWS TO THE MYXTREME

by Regeene Patrisha M. Ho

Davao has always been a city known to produce unique and amazing talents that benchmark the standard for quality music. Yes, we are all familiar with the soulful vibes of Southborder; we have all sang with Jinky of Freestyle as her sweet melodious voice travels through the comfortable cabins of our cars; all of us have heard the lively tunes of Brownman Revival, some of whose members just happen to be from Davao. Truly Dabawenyos are making quite a splash in radio airwaves. What we have yet to hear though is the head-bobbing, finger-snapping, hip-shaking, lip-whistling beats of the country’s next most sought-after band, MYXTREME. But not for too long...

With talents that could only be rivaled to such equally homegrown bands as Freestyle, MYMP and Southborder, Myxtreme is the RnB band made up of all Davao bred and born talents: Sherwin C. Acac on vocals and acoustic guitar, Mark Michael Tan Garcia rocking the mic, Jeoffy Hipolito beating the drums, Jovel Camahalan tickling the ebonies and ivories, Jason Chua leading the guitar and John Fritz Morales keeping up with the bass.

Myxtreme’s debut album is set to be launched in the coming weeks. That’s right! After much anticipation, the group has finally set their eye on the month of August. The album features (#) songs, all written and produced originally by the band, as well as unique rnb renditions of some of our generation’s most timeless numbers. In between shows and taking breaks from the entertainment scene, the group spends their time hard at work in recording the album and making sure that every millisecond has been scrutinized to perfection. This is the type of dedication inherent in determined individuals focused on giving audiences only the level of satisfaction that they deserve.

With already quite a frenzy going on in anticipation for the premier of their very first music video “WINDBLOW”, soon to hit your television screens, the band is also quite busy promoting their music all across metro manila. The video, shot entirely on location in Davao City, is purely Davao-made (produced by Minland Productions, in coordination with Alchemy of Vision & Light, directed by Sherwin Desierto), only highlighting the group’s effort in boosting Davao’s entertainment scene into the limelight. The video talks mainly about the type of hardships most Filipinos endure, especially those trying to start out in the country’s music industry. Some of us have had to make big sacrifices in pursuit of better opportunities. And sometimes in the pursuit of such, we lose things along the way... Watch out for the video to find out more!

Having to have overcome homesickness, anguish, hunger, depression, strict competition, discrimination, prejudice, stereotypes and criticism, a band like this sure has a lot to boast. However, much credit goes to the sheer sweat and toil—and a LOT of it, too!—that every member exerted in order for them to be where they stand today.

Next month, be sure to visit your local music store and watch out for the album that would surely top the radio charts of 2007: MYXTREME.

Born To Write

Here I am at 2am, once again contemplating on the cliffhanger that is my life...

A friend once asked me, “What do you really want to do for the rest of your life?”

Only one thing popped in my mind.

I have always wanted to be a writer. Well. Not really. The very first thing I could remember telling my mom about what I would want to become when I grow up was an Architect (because my uncle was one of the most prominent architects in the Visayas region and as a child I remember playing with his models and thinking how cool it must be to build doll houses as a living). The next thing I remember telling my mom was that I wanted to be an Archaeologist. I just loved watching Discovery Channel over Cartoon Network ever since I was a kid. I don’t know why.

Somewhere along the way I wanted to become an astronaut, a scientist, an inventor, a chemist, a power ranger, a life guard, a scuba diver, a princess, a movie star, a singer/dancer, a director, a band member, a doctor, a Barbie doll, a teacher, a polly pocket, a horse/pony trainer, a veterinarian and a bunch of other things most children dream to become one day. I did not realize though that at that time, all along the way, the only constant thing I was always doing was WRITE. I wrote everything down. I remember my first diary when I was only in kindergarten. They were mostly drawings, but they had captions. They told stories of how my day went...or how I would have wanted it to have gone. Mostly I made up stories. Scenes I could not play out in real life came alive in the humble squiggles of my pencil on paper. I was a notebook addict.

That was when I realized, I was really born to write. And I was born to dream. These are the two main ingredients that form the potential for being a writer. IMAGINATION and PASSION. I knew I had both. What I lacked was the stamina. I easily get side-tracked and bored by a myriad of things. I hated hard work. I wanted everything spoonfed to me.

If only t’were so...

Right now, all I want to become is like Carrie Bradshaw of Sex & The City. I want to have a column wherein I can talk about anything I want and people would actually see what the hell it is that’s going on in my meager brain, even if they don’t really give a shit about what I think. For what is an actor without an audience, right? Sometimes we just need to be heard. And that’s what writers mostly want. It is our euphoria. It is our intoxicating drug. Moreover if we get positive feedback, comments or critiques...

That is why I always tell people to PLEASE READ MY BLOGS or LEAVE COMMENTS, THEY MAKE ME HAPPY :-) Because they really do make me happy. Even if I don’t physically gain anything from it, my psyche is well fed with the ego-fattening fact that people actually took time to browse over something that I poured my heart & soul on to.

People, I would greatly appreciate it if you would make my blog site as a place wherein you could ask my opinion about ANYTHING UNDER THE SUN. It is a form of mental exercise on my part, because the more I write, the more my dormant neurons are tickled by the unfamiliar shock of brainwaves passing through their tiny cells.

You see, as I am spending my days here WAITING...waiting for things to happen...WAITING FOR MY COLLEGE APPLICATION LETTER FROM DE ANZA UNIVERSITY TO GET MAILED...HMM(!!!)...waiting “NOT only as a bum...but a PROFESSIONAL bum!” (as my boyfriend rudely...but jokingly...put it)...I feel that my literary prowess gets weaker. Much in the same way our musculature deteriorates with inadequate exercise, I too must exercise my brain & wit. And what better way to do that than by doing the thing I love most...

....which is to write.

THE WINDBLOWS TO THE MYXTREME

(article already published in SunStar Davao & The Mindanao Times. Watch out for more write-ups in future issues!)

THE WINDBLOWS TO THE MYXTREME

by Regeene Patrisha M. Ho

We’ve all got our life’s story to tell. We’ve had hardships and sadness, good times and bad times, sorrows and struggles. We’ve all had those weeks wherein we literally had nothing to eat, and barely anything to sleep on. We’ve been burnt, we’ve been scarred, we’ve all been beaten down one way or another, but none have had the extremes quite like that of one of the most promising bands in the country today, MYXTREME.

Myxtreme is an RnB band made up of all Davao bred and born talents: Sherwin C. Acac on vocals and acoustic guitar, Mark Michael Tan Garcia rocks the mic, Jeoffy Hipolito drums the beat, Jovel Camahalan tickles the ebonies and ivories, Jason Chua leads the guitar and Mr. John Fritz Morales keeps up with the bass. No other extraordinary group of people have come together to form such an extreme band that has quite literally seen it all.

Starting [off] their careers as the official backup for hiphop and rnb [prince] JAYR, they have evolved into an independent band with Mark acting as their very own JayR-like front. They have wooed audiences in prominent bars all across Manila. They rocked it on the sets of Channel 3. They brought the house down on S.O.P. They stole the hearts of many young women not only with their promising good looks, but also with the extraordinary aptitude they have in their profession. Truly Myxtreme has a lot to boast, but it hasn’t always been that way for the group.

They left the [city] of Davao hoping to make it BIG in the Capital Region. But it certainly wasn’t an overnight success story. They have had to struggle with hardships and discrimination, often turning to friends for help and support. These were hard times, times wherein food and currency were most especially in shortage. The group strained hours of performing onstage, stomachs filled with nothing but scarcely rationed instant noodles or eggs. Sometimes things got so bad, they literally had nothing to eat but flour and cubes deep fried in cooking oil. But despite all of this, the band kept their decorum, making them seem as if they’ve been fine dining and cruise living all their lives. That is what sets Myxtreme apart and makes them worthy of praise; hardworking, honest individuals who play not because it’s their job, but because it’s their passion.

As exhibited by their first music video “WINDBLOW”, it takes a lot of passion to succeed in the industry. The video, shot and produced in and by Dabawenyos, talks about a band waiting to make it in the big scene. A quick synopsis of the three different lessons shown in the video is that; One, sometimes we must make sacrifices like leaving our loved ones in search for better opportunities; Two, a love story that has a happy ending; and Three, another love story that ends in tragedy. The video, along with the album, is soon to be launched in the coming months. So watch out for it! J

In their rise to fame, specially with the band’s fast approaching album debut, they could only hope to garner recognition and support from fellow Dabawenyos, for indeed they themselves are Davao’s pride. They hope that with their album’s launch, people back home would learn to appreciate and take pride in homegrown talents. It is their dream that with adequate support and acknowledgment, bands from local entertainment scenes wouldn’t have to travel to the big city to gain [popularity].

MINDLESS PSYCHOBABBLE

(If you can read through this, then SERIOUSLY—you need to find something else better to do dude. Get a hobby or something! Play pingpong, I hear it’s good for special people like you...*GRINS*)

It has been approximately two months since I first moved in to the big city, and a lot has happened since then.

I’ve made a few good friends...and I made a lot of GREAT friends. I’ve had days when I’d stuff myself so much with food that I feel like a super plump longganisa that’s being fried in burning oil& my skin is just about to break from the pressure. I’ve had days when I get so lazy that I can’t even get up to go get food, so there are spans in a week where I don’t eat anything at all. I’ve had great days, I’ve had bad days. Sad times & good times. A little high and a little low. And that’s just the great yin & yang of life; that is just simply the beauty of life.

As I’ve probably already mentioned, I am unhappy at my job as of the moment. I hate the hours. I hate the callers (well, SOME. But most of them are O-K. It’s just that after 8hrs of doing nothing but listening to people whine & complain (specially incompetent ones!), it gets on your nerves. Like, BELIEVE ME!!). I hate the fact that I am confined in this tiny box where there is not much room for movement (this can be literally & metaphorically speaking...whichever way you wish to understand it, both ways are true). & I hate this security guard who’s always on my tail, for some reason. I hope she gets fired or something (JUST KIDDING!! *peace*)

Have I failed? Have I just proven to myself what a complete & utter irresponsible young adult I really am..? (Probably...)

These and many more plague my mind every single day. I question myself & my competence ceaselessly. I hate that I am a constant contradiction. I hate the fact that there is an eternal debate going on in my brain, me being the lone & naïve audience, patiently listening in on two voices that seem not my own.

I know I am smart. I know that I can do it. I know that if I strive hard and just give it my all, I could make it. And then there’s this lazy-assed mutherfucker hillbilly who talks with an Appalachian accent in my mind saying: “Yoo naw yee don’ hafta do this, righ-? Ye kin’ jiz’ walk away from it all right heur. You don’ts gotta work! Ye better than this! Ye can get a better job jiz like tha-! So go on home now lil missy, to ya nice warm bed & ya nice dark room...where is sall quiet & there ain’t no phones a-ringin’ & no stupid callers buggin’ ya perty lil head...whaddyasay..?”

As I’ve already mentioned in a previous blog, (and I give credit to this to my friend Danny who made it very clear to me just before I plunged in to the call center pool), this job leaves not much room for my literary growth. Heck, I don’t think it leaves much room for anything—AT ALL! And much like a puppy, I walk with my tail tucked in between my hind legs sheepishly admitting that I was wrong. That instead of following what’s BEST, I was following the I WANT IT NOW side of me. I was just like that 3-year-old who can’t wait for dessert till after dinner...I was just like Icarus who could not resist soaring oh so close to the mesmerizing sun. This is my downfall. And it is sad that I know this—and yet I find so hard to change.

I really have to eradicate this I WANT TO DO THIS WHEN I WANT TO, HOW I WANT TO attitude of mine. Am I too spoiled? (perhaps). Can you blame me? (maybe). I am so hard to please, I don’t know why. And yet, there are some shallow things that blow me right out of my mind...ARGH! I am going insane!! Being an anomaly is not easy. Sometimes you just wished you were a regular conformist, just like everybody else, so that you won’t have to listen to these myriad voices screaming and going wild at the back of your head—WHOOPS! I think I’m going too far...if I’m not mistaken, I’m beginning to sound like a whack-job, aren’t I? You probably think I escaped from a privately-funded institution, don’t you? Yeah. You’re probably right...if not now, then pretty much some time in the near future. I’ve met this guy Nick & we’re kinda—sorta—going steady. I don’t know. I will admit that I do care a lot for the guy...but I just can’t see myself in a long-term relationship...just yet. But who knows, right? Time can only tell what the future holds (watch the movie NEXT, you’ll find a lot of these redundant, useless pieces of “words of wis-DUMB”..you know, phrases that, when you initially hear them, they sound so wise & so full of comprehension..but when you dissect it and really think about it and understand it, they hardly mean anything at all! Lol..It’s like saying: You cannot feel LIFE when you are already DEAD. Naw mean?? DUH!! Lol)

& Also, while I’m at WORDS OF WISDUMB...have you been reading around people’s shout-outs lately? Lol. I swear 70% of the people here are ripping theirs off of text messages! :-D 15% are talking about love found/lost...5% under ‘miscellaneous’...and the remaining losers posting their numbers & email addresses in hopes of finding friends/lovers/annoying textmates. Friendster is a crazy world.

Thank God I’m a part of it. :-)