31 May 2010
"I tweet more than I breathe." -- This is what I always say to tweeple. It's crazy how much I'm addicted to tweeting. Some would say it's an excuse for spamming, self-promotion and stalking and yea, I'll give you that BUT for me it's for an entirely different reason. Pour moi, Twitter is more like a vent for your ideas or opinions and then you get to see who agrees with you or who don't. It's also an outlet for your feelings and then you get to discover who cares about you and who don't. I'm not being sappy or whatever but it's how it truly works for me, is all. I reckon I follow relatively more people than most of my tweethearts but there's just a lot of things goin' on around Twitosphere and you just can't afford to miss some of that.. especially when celebs bad-mouth their fellow celebs. Feisty! LOL. No really, they're interesting and amusing. There are approximately 60 celebrities that I follow on Twitter and I have to say, I only "stalk" those who tweet with a lot of sense. Just to show you how ironically MASSIVE the microblogging service Twitter is now, here are some names:
Follow me on Twitter and drown in my "pointless babbles" and chats: DanaDaDiva
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I smell like antibiotics. I guess I'm off limits today. Eugh.
30 May 2010
NEWSFLASH! Rosie Huntington-Whiteley in Transformers 3!!Isn't this A-some??? OK. I'm just incredibly like increDUHbly stoked right now having found out that Victoria's Secret model Rosie Huntington-Whiteley will star in Paramount's Transformers 3 (2011). Apparently, she has replaced Megan Fox -- a fact that doesn't really make me wanna cry at all. The British fashion model has been one of my favorite VS Angels and y'all know how much I lurrrve the lingerie line... so I'm just delighted to see her on the big screen.
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Tweet from Miss @Rosie_Whiteley scripts.... check. Hot chocolate..... check. Papers on the table.....check. Who said that I don't have awesome job? =p
29 May 2010
D's Song for the Week: Joshua Radin & Schuyler Fisk - "Paperweight"
0 comments xoxo DanaDaDiva at 10:53 PM"Paperweight" LIVE
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Every word you say, I think I should write down
Don't want to forget come daylight
27 May 2010
I lurrrve Lady Gaga.
I lurrrve Paparazzi.
I lurrrve piano.
I lurrrve Dracula musicals.
I lurrrve brilliant cute boys. (OK. That came out wrong.. There goes my inner "COUGAR". LOL)
Anyhoo, OK.. Let's give 12-year old Oklahoma-born Greyson a chance! (Spot the pun?) He's got it goin' on, people!! Even more talented than Justin Bieber, I dare say... Isn't he just adorable with his awesome little Dracula voice? I can't help but compare him to a mini-Peter Bretter (Jason Segel's awesome character) from Forgetting Sarah Marshall. LOL :))
Greyson Chance performing Lady Gaga's "Paparazzi"
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I'm your biggest fan; I'll follow you until you lurrrve me. -- Kuh-reepy much?
I bet most of you didn’t have me down as a cursing type of person. Perhaps, five years ago I would have given you a high-five. But trust me, right now I’ve got a potty mouth like a British football hooligan whose team is about to lose. Thing is, I just don’t display it for the entire world to hear. I mean definitely not in front of my parents and/or mates who I respect highly. LOL. But let me tell you something… Everyday, around 11:45 in the morning, curses in different languages slip out of my mad mouth uncontrollably. It’s hysterical! I’m actually quite surprised with myself that I’m filthily curse-fluent. As to the why 11:45 in the morning? I’m gonna keep mum about it for now. Don’t get all crazy with your guesses, yea?
If you wanna hear me in all my smutty glory, make sure to hang out with me when I’m (1) playing football on the field; (2) on my laptop procrastinating on paperwork; (3) driving for more than five minutes; and (4) doing “it-that-must-not-be-named-for-now” around 11:45 AM. SAH-LUDDD!
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Shit. Shit. Shit. Shittification. Shit.
26 May 2010
OK. So how awesome was Momma Bowersox with her final performance? Breathtaking song, brilliant guitar skills, and outstanding vocals, yea? It would be an utter disappointment if America won't let her bring home the bacon!! GO CRYSTAL BOWERSOX!!!
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Some days I look down
Afraid, afraid I will fall
And though the sun shines
I see nothing at all
23 May 2010
DanaDaDiva Says:
HANG IN THERE..
WATCH OUT!
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Tenenenenennnnn~!!!
16 May 2010
"Everybody" by Backstreet Boys
"Summer Girls" by LFO
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I like Kevin Bacon but I hate Footloose!
14 May 2010
Lyrics | Gravity lyrics
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Something always brings me back to you...
It never takes too long..
10 May 2010
15 oral reprimands. 2 calls to the Prefect’s office. 6 poor people who cried their eyes out. 4 shattered lives.
The venom that was Dana Valencia. The venom that was me.
I don’t exactly call myself a bully. Hell, I didn’t have any reason to hate. I didn’t have any “scars” or whatever shit “damaged” people have gone through in their distinct morbid pasts. Hell, I am not weak. I am sure I wouldn’t end up like one of those wretched people who cut their wrists, smoke like a fucking human chimney, and wrap themselves in black faking the slurring talk.
They say that things happen for a reason. Dark things happen for just as a dark reason. People hurt themselves for a dark reason, take drugs for a dark reason, drink until their livers give up for a dark reason, and make other people feel like shit for a dark reason.
I don’t really have a dark reason. At least, that is what I believe.
But I admit that I might be mad for being callous to other people’s pain. I might be mad for being a tad too interested in other people’s weaknesses.
“You are a very dangerous one, Dana Valencia,” a friend once told me. If it weren’t for her chuckling three seconds after, my heart would have stopped beating and I’d die right then and there for the bluntness of her words. There was a noticeable tinge of bitterness in her voice that she resiliently tried to suppress and the bitter taste crept along my spine up to my deadened brain. Flashbacks then plunged into my mind like spiteful daggers thrown mercilessly. It’s true; I had been a ruthless bitch. Many, many times before.
And as much as I try to hide guilt from everything and everyone I’ve fucked up, and as much as I would love to move on and breathe in an untroubled life as a harmless, nontoxic human being, the thought that I am indeed a “living venom” crashes upon me like an unforgiving reality.
The venom that was is Dana Valencia. The venom that was is me.
For some stupid and unexpected reason, I am held responsible for other people’s lives. So that entitles me of causing them enough pain, even shattering them to pieces, and this is what frightens me the most. If I started to care, if I started to hold onto them, if I started to share my life with them, I have also begun to contaminate them that might also possibly destroy them in the end. I don’t know what people should call me. A Patron tequila shot? A conspirator? A parasite? A vampire, perhaps? I haven’t got any idea but I’m akin to all of those treacherous things. Once I’ve discovered your weak spot, I will go pacing around that and if I fancy attacking you, I would use it shamelessly against you. It’s alarming, even for me. And this is exactly why I refuse to be in a fucking intense linkage with any breathing creature. I might as well sleep with a pillow or talk to a brick wall. That
The venom that was is will always be Dana Valencia. The venom that was is will always be me.
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You have been warned.
02 May 2010
Time to shake yo' bootays!! Bailamossss!
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Let the fun begin!!
