A Pinoy on Glee? Make it happen!

Recognizing the power of the worldwide web in discovering untapped talent, the producers of Glee, the vastly popular American musical comedy/drama TV series which airs on Fox (and on TV5? locally), decided to hold auditions on the internet via the online teen-hangout, social networking site, MySpace. Entries are amateur videos recorded and uploaded by the aspirants – and one young Filipino-American is making waves by garnering a huge number votes!

Her name is Stephanie Gonzales, 18, from Camarillo California. Stephanie, a UC Irvine student taking up Biomedical Engineering, was born in Manila, stayed in Japan for over 10 years before settling in the US. Her father is a retired US Navy Officer and her mother, a senior planner in a freight forwarding company. Her parents are both Filipinos.

Stephanie, who plays the guitar and sings “Keep Holding On” by Avril Lavigne on her video, is hopeful that her fellow Filipinos will help her reach up to the final stage of the auditions, which is a face-to-face interview with the producers. “Please check out my video audition for Glee and vote. I would appreciate the help… It would be a dream come true!” She writes on her Facebook page.

We all know how one video made astronomical changes in the singing careers of Charice Pempengco and Arnel Pineda... we can do the same for Stephanie by following these easy steps!

Are you ready to make her gleeful?
STEP 1: Log on to your MySpace account (or create one if you don't have one already)
STEP 2: Go to http://www.myspace.com/gleeauditions?link=258789235
STEP 3: Vote for Stephanie by clicking the "Give A Gold Star" button

Remember, you can vote as many times as you like so keep clicking! The auditions close on April 26, Monday. Let’s make it happen – it’s about time a Pinoy stars on Glee!

 

Dilbert scenario

I know I’m not myself when I don’t write.

And it’s been almost a year since I had something to write about.

I’m OK, see. But I’m not happy.

I can hear my closest friends sighing heavily now. I bet they’re thinking: ‘Here she goes again – the Drama Queen.’

So, yeah, maybe these past months have been dramatic for me.

The company I work for was acquired by a much larger publicly listed corporation.

We all know that in a merger or acquisition, most of the ‘old’ employees leave when the new management comes in.

And now, at the onset of the first year of the acquisition, the main reason why I go to work everyday is nearly non-existent.

I miss my former boss.

See, he’s amazing.

And I love him.

Now, he barely comes to the office.

Boo-fucking-hoo, right?

Really, I shouldn’t be at all affected by this.

I mean, I still have my job – at time when most people in the world have lost theirs.

So I really should be thankful and stop this nonsense.

I’ve been telling myself this since April of 2008.

And I’m still moping.

Not good.

If only the new boss wasn’t so… pale.

And I’m not just talking about complexion here.

I’m getting whiny again.

I’m sad.

But most of all, I’m bored.

Nothing exciting has happened since my company was acquired.

At a time when a company should be making news (or noise) about surviving this global economic crisis, this communications officer has gone mute.

Why?

Beats me.

Go ask the Pointy-Haired Boss.

twilight mania

new friend

I arrived half an hour early for my driving class

And while waiting for my driving instructor, I found myself looking at him

He was looking at me, too

Obviously, he was kind of shy because when I caught him looking at me, he hung his head and started to wring his arms

… then there was blood all over his shirt

I rushed to him and held his head up

"Oh, honey, what's wrong? Where's your Mommy?"

"Driving," he said in that cute, nasal, and uber-ly sweet voice

"Are you ok? See, your nose is bleeding but it's going to be alright," trying to sound grown up while wiping blood from his nose

In truth, I was kind of scared that he was going to start crying… which will make me start crying too because, well, I'm weird and stupid like that

So, I was saying all these 'comforting' stuff like, 'see you're a strong boy… very brave! … you're doing fine… Mommy's going to be here soon…'

When I realized he was staring up at me

"What?" I asked.

"You're funny," he said.

Then I laughed.

And he laughed.

"You like Red Power Ranger?" he asked.

Then I noticed the little action figures in his hands – Spider-Man, two Red Power Rangers and one undecipherable (old, grayish) thing

Clearly, he favored Red Power Ranger

"No, I kind of like Blue Power Ranger," I answered, being impish

His eyes grew big and said, "But Red Power Ranger is The Leader!"

"Even so, he doesn't have the big motorcycle like Blue Power Ranger," I said, not knowing what I was talking about

"Blue Power Ranger has a big bike?" he asked, unbelieving

"Well, I'm not sure – but in the movie it was there. Plus I like Yellow Power Ranger more because she's a girl," I said, trying to veer away from the Blue Power Ranger topic

Then his eyes narrowed and he said… "Hmmm, how do you know so many things about Power Rangers?"

… then he tore and ate a part of the tissue that we used to wipe the blood from his nose

I was shocked to say the least

But before he could repeat what he just did, I grabbed the tissue and threw it away!

"What are you doing?" I asked, hysterical.

"Nothing."

"Are you hungry? I have biscuits here."

"No, I'm thirsty."

I got a cup of water from the dispenser and hurried back to where he was sitting, worried to find him eating tissue again

Thankfully, he was playing with Spider-Man

"Who do you think will win between Spider-Man and Red Power Ranger?" he asked.

"Spider-Man of course! If Spider-Man sees Red Power Ranger, he will kill him and he will die… and Spider-Man will look for the other Power Rangers and he will kill them all…" I said while making Spider-Man action figure kick Red Power Ranger's behind

He paused for a moment, thinking of a clever comeback.

And he bowled me over.

"No, I think when they see each other, they will become friends. Super heroes don't kill each other. They help each other."

Ah, so this is how it feels when a kid earns your respect.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Six."

… then he started tearing the paper cup and taking small bites.

And 'respect' was thrown at my face.

"You're a weird kid," I said, not even trying to stop him.

"I like paper," he chuckled.

"So I see."

Just then his Mom showed up and called out, "Anthony, I'm here."

"I'll see you here again, right?"

"Yes, I hope so…"

Then he smiled.

And I waved goodbye.

boba

yesterday, one very unfortunate Filipina (UF) called me for a job interview.

 

UF: uh, hello. (struggling to speak English) this is Lachelle?

Me: yes, this is she. How may I help you?

UF: come here tomorrow for interview.

Me: (taken aback) excuse me? Sorry, what company is this?

UF: we are (some real estate company) and you have to come here tomorrow for interview. My boss wants you.

Me: (couldn’t help but scoff) Jeez, I don’t know. You might want to give me more information on this. Like how you got my CV, for instance. Or who I will be meeting…

UF: (missing the sarcasm) you applied for this job, no? That’s why I have your CV.

Me: Sorry, I don’t recall…

UF: (cutting me) Ah, whatever, whatever… I have your resume and my boss wants you here tomorrow.

Me: (incredulous) Did you just say ‘whatever’???

UF: Yes. (again missing the sarcasm and continues!!) And you are going to meet Farah.

Me: (really pissed and confused by now) Huh? Who is Farah? (My mistake, I should’ve just cut the line)

UF: Why do you need to know who she is?

Me: Oh my goodness! You’re really that stupid, are you? How can you ask me such question? What is your name? I’m going to report you! What company is this again?

UF: How many times do I have to tell you, we are (some real estate company). And you’re Filipina right? Filipina ka diba? Kase ganito yun…

Me: OH MY GOD!!! Please stop. Please stop. Don’t you dare speak in Tagalog to cover your incompetence!!!

UF: Teka lang…

Me: You know what – this is enough. This is the most stupid job offer I’ve ever received!!! Thanks, but no thanks!

UF: I’m going to tell my boss about you…

Me: Go ahead, bitch. Boba!

 

GGRRRRRRRR!!!! %#$%^&*()_(*&^%%$$$$$@###!!!!

sixteen

see you all real soon :)

why i like tiger...

“A child born to a black mother in a state like Mississippi...has exactly the same rights as a white baby born to the wealthiest person in the United States. It's not true, but I challenge anyone to say it is not a goal worth working for.”