Pirate Bay

Namirata na naman kami. Ssshhh... secret lang. Hehe. Except for He's Just Not That Into You which we watched in the cinema. Sosyal.

Getting on the Oscars bandwagon, my sister bought DVDs of movies nominated in the Academy Awards with the exception of Wild Child and HJNTIY. Wild Child was my pick and I totally regret buying it~ what a waste of P60.

Out of all the Oscar-nominated movies, I liked Slumdog Millionaire the best. It truly deserved its win as the Best Movie. At first, I was skeptical about this movie since it's... Indian. I was expecting it to be like those Indian movies I see on zee tv on cable. It was not and I love it! I love the story- very, very entertaining. And yeah, Dev Patel's cute. Though I still don't get the concept of very young love. I'm wondering whether kids around the age 0f 10-12 already have or feel true, real love. Jamal's (Patel) motivation why he joined the contest was to find Latika (Freida Pinto). I mean, are you even supposed to have a memory of a crush you had when you were 10 years old? And the feeling's so strong that it haunts you on a regular basis? Or maybe it's just that the circumstances around them were different.

Jamal Malik: I knew you'd be watching
Latika: I thought we would meet only in death.
Jamal Malik: This is our destiny

They say that when you want something so bad, the powers of the universe will conspire for you to get it.

I liked the dancing scene at the end of the movie. Very Bolllywood. And very Regal films, too. I love Dev Patel. Too bad, the copy of Skins Juno burned for me won't work :(

I have watched Kate Winslet's movies Revolutionary Road and The Reader, I wasn't really paying attention to it. But I think I got the gist both movies. Both were sad movies. With Revolutionary Road, I was amazed cos it's Jack & Rose. The Titanic's Jack and Rose! Nakakainis lang yung character ni Kate Winslet. The Reader was a little scandalous. Imagine, a 30-year-old woman having an intimate relationship with a 15-year-old boy! I read the back of the DVD and it said How far would you go to protect a secret? Apparently, farther than what I expected. I love Kate Winslet. I want to download Heavenly Creatures and watch it again.

Vicky Cristina Barcelona didn't amuse as it did other people. Maybe because I am not too fond of Scarlett Johansson. Surpsrisingly, I liked Penelope Cruz in this one. Usually kasi, I don't like Penelope Cruz's movies. I just find her annoying. And oh, Barcelona's very pretty. I would like to go there someday.

I watched He's Just Not That Into You with AB. Her treat. I really wish we had watched Confessions of a Shopaholic instead. But I really thought HJNTIY was fun. Well, some parts were fun but I got borlogs on most parts (borlogs= super bored kaya nakatulog). My favorite story out of all the other sub-stories was Gigi's (Ginnifer Goodwin). She's so cute. And it's funny how she thinks she's already in love with the guy who (she thinks) is interested in her. Alex (Justin Long) was such an arshloch. He's not even good-looking to begin with! Whatever.

In class, a friend asked who has already watched HJNTIY. I eagerly raised my hand and shouted, "Boring!" And another classmate said, "Ang ganda kaya! Alam mo Val, kaya ka na-bore kasi hindi ka maka-relate sa movie." Baka nga.

And of course, my favorite quotable quote from the movie, by Gigi:

"Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. but sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. how to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. and maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."

Wild Child stars Emma Roberts. Let's just leave it at that.

Book 09-02: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

How does one feel infinite?

Recently, tumblr has been a huge influence on me and has made me do things including reading this book. Quotes from the book have been posted, reposted, blogged and reblogged many, many times enough for me to get curious about it.

The book is about Charlie and this one year in his adolescent life. It was an easy read because it is similar to a journal-format. Charlie writes letter to this anonymous friend about his adventures, misadventures, thoughts and whathaveyous.

I like the book because it deals with one's issues about the self. How people are trying to find themselves, that kind of sh*t baga. I like it because I was able to relate to the story in its general sense. Not to the drugs, sex and violence part. My adolescence has been very, very wholesome, thank you. It's just that I'm in this phase in my life (for n number of years already) wherein I am still trying to find el raison d'etre. I'm starting to think that it is a myth. Maybe we just have to take one day at a time and not try to find a deeper meaning. If people have this one reason for existence, they might have to spend their entire life looking for it. What if they never find it? Maybe life should not be taken too seriously. Or else I would lose my mind trying to find the very elusive raison d'etre.

We are here for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.

But here's the thing, you still have to live your life. Unlike what Charlie did. He lived life through the experiences of others. He was a wallflower who observed life go by from his little corner. And being a wallflower is what I am guilty of. Because of shyness and also the fear of failure, I have been watching things from my corner. I know I've been missing on a lot but it seems my fear of failure outweighs the thirst to experience life first-hand. So I want to change that. Maybe I should stop being afraid too much. This book made me realize that I am indeed missing out on life. Like Charlie, I also want to be aware that it was I standing up in that tunnel with the wind over my face and try to "participate."

I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together and nobody knows. Ditto. I believe nobody even knew that my life fell apart. No, it didn't fall apart in a drastic and dramatic manner. It's just that suddenly, I didn't know what to do. The book even has a term for it~ the trance.

The trance happens when you don't focus on anything and the whole big picture swallows and moves around you.

And yeah, I do think I am in trance. Still in it and figuring out a way how to get out of it.

Anyway, here are some excerpts from the book:

"We accept the love we think we deserve."

"I love Twinkies and the reason I am saying that is because we are all supposed to think of reasons to live."

"It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me. And if they do something I don't like, I'll tell them."

" I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart."
hmm... this might be the reason why I blog.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I know other people have it a lot worse. I do know that, but it's crashing in anyway."

"I know I'm thinking too fast again and it's all in my head like the trance, but it's there and it won't go away."

"Please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough."

I love this book. It's so.... how do I say this, umm... applicable to me.

And so the question... how does one feel infinite? I am not sure if I do want to feel infinite. Is that even a good thing?



Next book: The Five People You Meet in Heaven

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Thanks Lola Ycel for lunch and coffee! Enjoy your family lunch/dinner tomorrow. Dapat lang masarap yan ha.. exfenseeev!

Recently, I don't have the privacy to blog about stuff and I want to blog so bad. Well, I can blog (like right now) but there's always the possibility that they might see me blogging and this blog is supposed to be non-existent, so I keep my blogging to a minimum. Normal blogging conditions might resume next week pa.

I want to blog SO BAD about the ff:

• The Perks of Being a Wallflower
• Oscars movie marathon
• He's Just Not That Into You
  
• Overnight at Juno's and Boyce Avenue tripping
• Project 365
• "Tooki"~ the kid who is annoying the hell out of me
• and maaaaaaaaaaaaaany mooooore

Bow.

Waaaah!!! I want to write about SO MANY THINGS but I don't know where to start.

More mush

I just love this song.

Take My Breath Away- Tuck & Patti


Sometimes, it amazes me
How strong the power of love can be.
Sometimes you just take my breath away.
You watch my love grow like a child,
Sometimes gentle and sometimes wild.
Sometimes you just take my breath away.
And it's too good to slip by, it's too good to lose,
Too good to be there just to use.
I'm gonna stand on a mountaintop and tell the news,
That you take my breath away.

Your beauty is there in all I see,
And when I feel your eyes on me, oooh,
Don't you know you just take my breath away.
'Say, my life is yours, my heart will be
Singing for you eternally.
Oh, don't you know you just take my breath away.

'Say, it's too good to slip by, and it's too good to lose,
Too good to be there just to use.
I'm gonna stand on a mountaintop and tell the news,
That you take my breath away.

Sometimes, it amazes me how strong the power of love can be.
Ooooh, don't you know you just take my, take my breath away.

Oh, my life is yours, my heart will be
Singing for you eternally.
Ooooh, don't you know you just take my, take my breath away.

'Say, it's too good to slip by, and it's too good to lose,
Too good to be there just to use.
I'm gonna stand on a mountaintop and tell the news,
That you take my breath away.
Hmmmm.....

The Book Thief

First... CONGRATS TO ME for finally finishing reading The Book Thief. After a month and 2 weeks... Yay! Yay! Yay! So much for reading one book every two weeks

A nice read but also very sad. The war has robbed Liesel of her happiness many times~ when her brother died, when her mother left, when Max needed to leave and finally, when all her loved ones died.

What I loved in this book was Liesel's relationships with the people in her life~ Papa, Mama, Max and Rudy.

Hans and Rosa Hubermann were Liesel's foster parents. They both loved Liesel although in different ways. Hans was just more demonstrative of his love for Liesel, while Rosa wasn't but Liesel knew she loved her as well.

I also liked Liesel's relationship with Rudy~ mala young love, sweet love. I liked how their friendship has evolved into something more beautiful but it was too late when Liesel realized for what it truly was.

At first, Liesel could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting.

Years ago, when they raced on a muddy field, Rudy was a hastily assembled set of bones, with a jagged, rocky smile. In the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears. He was a triple Hitler Youth athletics champion. He was her best friend. And he was a month from his death.

"Of course I told him about you," Liesel sad.

She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.

Blame all the mush on the fact that Valentines is just a few days away.

Here are more lines from the book that I liked~

Still in disbelief, she started to dig. He couldn't be dead. He couldn't be dead. He couldn't-
Within seconds, snow was carved into her skin.
Frozen blood was cracked across her hands.
Somewhere in the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces. Each half was glowing, and beating under all that white.

***

His eyes did not do anything that shock normally describes. No snapping, no slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.

***

Can a person steal happiness? Or is it just another internal, infernal human trick?

Next book: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Sunday's Big Event

Another sister is set to get married at the latter part of the year and the first step to make things official: pamamanhikan.

Sister's Boy Friend (SBF) & family arrived at 2pm. We had lunch/merienda. And then on to the main agenda. So tuloy na tuloy na ito. Bongga! Every year, one gets married. So who would it be next year? Hmm... sana sila ate na. Haha! I don't mind being the last. If someone gets married every year, I could be married at 30 years old. Not bad ha. Now I only have to think where to get that boyfriend.

Food galore. I love it! Daddy even cooked dinuguan. Dinuguan= LOVE.

Day 13/365

2-6-09
This came in via courier from Ycel.
THANK YOU VERY VERY VERY MUCH LOLA!

I can't wait to doodle on it already. Kaso nga lang may rule ako na FIFO, may isa pa akong notebook. Nako, hindi ako maka-decide ano uunahin ko. Gustung-gusto ka na rin ito gamitin! Parang alam ko na kung ano gagawin ko hihihi :D

insane in the membrane

I noticed that I've been posting mostly pictures recently. It's only the 12th day of my Project 365 and it already feels like a chore. But I'm sticking with it anyway.

I feel worried, excited, mad and happy all at the same time. Don't ask me how I do it because I, myself, don't know. I just feel them all simultaneously. Yan ang loka-loka.

• Worried because one of the better-skilled nail tech is leaving for a greener pasture~ waitressing in a restaurant. How bongga is that?
  

• Mad because I can't frickin' believe said nail tech is leaving the nail spa for a waitressing job.
  

• Excited because it's Friday tomorrow. Tapos Saturday na. Tapos Sunday. Saan kaya kami uli kakain?
  

• And happy because finally, there's a new Chuck episode. But I need 3D glasses! Chuck is in frickin' 3D!

And to cap this entry off, I'll leave you with these pictures:

i crush you

Day 12/365

02-05-09
Mooched Books

Oh joy! 3 books I mooched arrived today. 3 more reasons why I should finish reading The Book Thief.

Day 11/365

2-4-09
Charlyn

She goes wherever I go.
I don't know why kids like me. Maybe I do look like Barney.

Day 10/365

02-03-09
Hanging out at the plaza.

TD and her brood are here in Manila for an interview with the US embassy on Monday. I felt obliged to entertain them, to take them around the area~ so I took them to the plaza. We were under this tree, munching on junk food. **tee hee**

next stage

A tribute to notebook doodles...

-"Kiss From A Rose"
Seal

Make it work

Day 9/365

2-2-09

As of 02-07-09: I had my copy ring bound. Nyahaha! I love it.

What I Want Now

The Perks of Being a Wallflower
by Stephen Chbosky

Another nice find through tumblr. Slowly, I am turning into a full-fledged emo by tumblring everyday. I want this one soooo bad though I'm not really sure if it's any good. People post lots of nice excerpts from the book and from there I deduced that it might be a nice read.

Finding the book was a challenge. During the Christmas holidays, I looked for it in Powerbooks. It was out of stock. And costs P800+ daw. Very expensive, no? Then just two weeks ago, I was in Fully Booked in MOA. I saw a copy of the book and it only costs P500. Cheaper but still expensive. I didn't buy it for hopes that I could find a free ebook. And guess what, peklat? I just downloaded it from 4shared.

Will start reading after I finish The Book Thief.



Again, influenced by tumblr users. And I oh-so-want to jump on the bandwagon...

Moleskine Squared notebook,
I ♥ YOU! Please be mine. Ya es mio! Thanks Ycel!

I want one but I'm afraid it costs a whopping P1,000+ and I think it is ridiculous to spend such an amount on a notebook. But then again... haay. It costs less in the US. Gusto ko magpabili. Ewan ko kung kanino. I WANT ONE.

Day 8/365

** Day 7/365 to follow. Waiting for Juno to email pics **

2-1-09
Fabric.

Yeah, I know my pictures are getting more boring by the day.
I shall get more creative.

Day 6/365

1-30-09

Giddy over this blouse I bought on sale.
I'm in love with it.
I wore it yesterday during our weekly lunch out.
We were waiting outside Fabric Warehouse waiting for AD who was buying, well, fabric... when 2 middle-aged women passed by and pointed to me and said, "tiene una bonita blusa" And I was, "teka, parang naintindihan ko yun ah."
And when I thought about it, I realized they were speaking spanish pala.
The woman said my blouse is nice.
Gracias.

No Work All Play

Guilty.

I haven't been doing my duties these days. Last week was mostly spent on leisure:

Monday: AB and I watched Love Me Again. Yes, we watched that crappy movie.

Tuesday: Jamie's birthday.

Wednesday: Lazy day lang.

Thursday: Vicky and I met with Khey at Eastwood.

Friday: Watched Status: Single with AB in Megamall

Saturday: Had lunch in Wai Ying and coffee with Juno and Jo

Sunday: The weekly family lunch-out at Pepper Lunch. Yummy pero kulang.

And today, I met with Crissa because I was supposed to return the book I borrowed from her months ago. I can't find the book but I can't cancel since she does not have a cellphone and would have no way of knowing that I canceled. I arrived 30 minutes late (technically, I was an hour late but since she arrived at 12:30, I was only 30 mins late) and when I saw her, she looked worried. Actually, she was thisclose to panicking. We had lunch, scanned books at Booksale, Powerbooks, bought nail polish and paper plates. We parted ways at 4pm since I had to head home already and have some things scrapped off my to accomplish list. Sa awa ng Diyos, hindi ko pa rin sila nagagawa.

See, I've been slacking off BIG TIME. This week, I need to ACTUALLY do things. Work.

ociosera

I woke up today thinking it was Friday. Mali. Saturday na pala. At may class ako.

As usual, I was late for my 9am class. I know I must come to class on time most especially that we learn a lot in class nowadays. Plus, I miss a lot when I come in late. Around 9-ish, I was at the LRT- Pureza station, Jaime called asking where I am. Apparently, our seatwork last meeting was with me so they couldn't start without me. Pressure.

In class, I was asked to translate a poem~ IMPROMPTU, ORALLY! Schiiit. I was not prepared for that. AT. ALL. I was struggling to find the right words. In Spanish. Medyo lang my Spanish vocabulary is so basic, 'no!?! How the hell would I know how to translate this:

THE DAY IS GONE
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand and softer breast,
warm breath, ligh whisper, tender and semi-tone,
bright eyes, accomplish'd shape, and lang'rous waist!
Fadet the flower and all its budded charms,
faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,
faded the shape of beauty from my armsm
faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise --
vanished unseasonably at shut of eve,
when the dusk holiday - or holinight
of fragrant-curtain'd love begins to weave
the woof of darkness thick, for hid delight;
but, as I've read love's missal through to-day,
he'll let me sleep, seeing I fast and pray.

Medyo lang diba. I think she chose me on purpose since she noticed I wasn't really paying attention. Instead, I was doodling on my notebook. [Note to self: next saturday, no doodling. Araso?] But my redeeming moment was when I knew how to translate "dusk holiday" into Spanish. Crepusculo. How in the world would I not know that when it is spanish for Twilight.

After class, I met with Jo and Juno for lunch. Where else but in Wai Ying, the place to be. We had our fix of Lemon Chicken, hakao, pork siomai, radish cake and shark's fin. We also ordered hot salad. Jo ordered Honey Baked Ribs. She can't have Lemon Chicken. According to her doctor, she can't eat chicken and beef within 45 days after her operation.

We were seated near the entrance so people walking in see our table on their into the dimsum place. Almost everyone who was passing by our table were stared in disbelief at how much food there was on our table. Naiisip siguro nila ang takaw namin.

After lunch, we had coffee while talking about anything and everything under the sun. And the moon. And the stars. Basta lahat. Name it, we have talked about it. Maybe. Hehe.

Parting is such sweet sorrow. Jo had to go ahead. She and her family have some family get-together to attend, leaving Juno and me. Juno had no choice. Bwahahaha. I love to torment her endlessly about my obsessions and... obsessions. We stayed there a bit, showed her the diagram I made and torment her again about my current obsession. Then we headed home. When I arrived home, I called her at home and tormented her again about my obsession. Na-realize ko... ang kulit ko. Ganun ako ka-obsessed sa tumblr ;)

I have yet to upload and post my pictures for Days 6 and 7 of Project 365. I might be able to post it Monday morning instead. It's 1:34 am already and I'm tooooo lazy and sleepy to transfer and/or upload anything. I'm just excited for tomorrow (which, technically, is now) since I would be treating everyone to lunch at Thai Pad. Tom yum, here I come!

sleep. sleep. sleep.