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Monday, May 31, 2010

What I Need To Know In Life I Learned In Movies

Animated films to be exact.

As a child, I wasn't brought up watching cartoons or animated movies. I grew up with basketball, boxing, wrestling and action films on the boob tube. My only chance to watch a non-violent movie is when my father is not in the mood to watch Hulk Hogan slams Undertaker.

It's when I grew older when I began to appreciate animated films in their wondrous cinematography and dazzling cinema effects. There is something magical in it that entice both young and old to take on its wild, wind in your hair adventure.

Apart from the tummy-aching laughs, most animated movies I've seen pitched some moral lessons I learn to value over the years.

Last Saturday (my usual movie day) I watched How To Train Your Dragon in DVD. I'm not sure if that movie has been released here in the Philippines. Coz if it was, and I wasn't able to catch, then I really hate myself for missing it on 3D.

It all started in a village lived by sturdy, ass-kicking Vikings and a nerdy kid named Hiccup. They're at war, pretty much all the time, with fire-spitting dragons who raid their homes, snatch their livestock and leave anything in sight on fire.

Hiccup is the son of a Viking leader who has no fervor in slaying dragons. When he found a wounded dragon in the woods, whom he named Toothless afterwards, he befriended it, healed it, fed it and learned to fly with it.

The movie is packed with terrific flying sequences. It serves a  moral lesson that revolves around ignorance, of the two species that truly hate each other without knowing fully why. It is a heartwarming story of courage, friendship, overcoming ignorance and hatred. It is about peace, of how two different species come together. 

One thing I like about this film is that it captures your imagination and makes you feel whatever you're feeling. But in the end, it gives you a happy glow and makes you delightfully satisfied.

*******

Come Sunday....

After debating over Shrek or Prince of Persia, I finally came to a concerted decision...

Shrek!

Yes. Shrek, Donkey, Puss in Boots win all the time. I just loooove this trio that I can't trade the final chapter for Prince of Persia or Robinhood.

 In this sequel, Shrek is feeling bored and over domesticated. He misses his roar, those times when the villagers were afraid of him, those mud-dipping and all those ogre mojo stuff.

So he signed a deal with Rumpelstiltskin for a day to become a real ogre. As expected, the pact goes awry and Shrek is confronted with what life would be in Far Far Away if he had never existed.

Okay.

I'm not going to talk about moral of the story here. I just figured that ogres too go through midlife or quarterlife crisis like most of us do hahaha! Seriously, there are times when we silently wished we could have taken a different turn and wondered what life would like be. Sometimes we felt trapped and bored in our present situation that we wished to go back to those times when everything in the world makes sense (the last 6 words I got from the movie).

And when we get that chance to go in that direction, to do what we thought we like to do, to finally have that moment we've been waiting for... Bang! It hit us. It hit us like roaring thunder that everything we wanted to have, everything we wanted to feel was there all along. We already have it but we refuse to see. We refuse to acknowledge coz we keep on looking back thus we fail to value what is right there in front of us. It would take a single twist of fate before we come to realize that we are complete.

We just have to learn to be grateful. Welcome change like welcoming a brand new day. Appreciation is all it takes.

The movie was not after all uber hilarious unlike the previous sequels. But somewhere in the twisted life of the characters you can see a faint reflection of yourself.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Thank God for Fridays

Woke up this morning feeling a bit sluggish and sleepy. It's been awhile since the last time I went home late and had a quite few drinks - meaning, I wasn't drunk. Sometimes a girl just like to, you know... unwind, bond with friends, have a couple of beers (in my case, I had 1 bottle last night. I swear!), food trip, get some laugh. Just want to have clean fun and forget about stress at work. So I hope you would still love me after dishing the dirt hahaha!

Yesterday was just one of those ordinary, usual day. I skipped half-day from work since I attended a seminar about Information and Records Management. Trust me, you don't wanna hear about it. I was just sitting there, eyes on the speaker, on the presentation, paper and pen in my hand, but my mind is wandering elsewhere. I told you I hate meetings and now seminars. This must have to do with my ADHD issue. You remember? Okay here, let me jog your memory.

After the seminar I went straight to the office. It's my officemate's birthday and we've prepared a little surprise for him (it's my boss' idea). We didn't went to lunch with him (the celebrant) because that was the plan. When he came back we were in our party hats singing happy birthday, party poppers on, along with the delicious cake we bought for him. You know what? I've never seen a guy got teary-eyed for a birthday surprise. Really. It never occured to him that we will do something sweet like that and I was happy coz we're able to make his special day a memorable one.

So that's the reason why we were out last night. We're on a birthday treat at an eat-all-you-can seafood restaurant. The food was superb and I momentarily forget about dieting. I've been trying to curb my appetite for months now in my desperate attempt to shed off some pounds. But last night was an exception. Eat to your heart's content janjan!

After the eat-like-there's-no-tomorrow party, we went to a bar to chill and have some drink. The band was very entertaining that I almost thought I was in a comedy bar. They've got good music and they crack jokes which are really funny. When I say good music I meant they can sing Bohemian Rhapsody from start to finish. And their version was awesome!

We had a good time and a good laugh. And then someone from the audience went to the stage to sing. He was singing Faithfully by The Journey and oh boy, he's got a great voice! He really nailed the song and I was like "watch out Arnel Pineda". For those of you who doesn't know Arnel Pineda, he is a Filipino singer-songwriter who's currently the lead singer of The Journey (yeah! proud to be Pinoy!)




I regret not carrying a camera with me. I could have recorded and posted the video here. I was amazed by the talents around me which made me wished I could sing like that. Nah! Maybe in my next life hehehe...

I'd surely go back to that bar one of these days. Music Nuts (the name of the band) are hella nuts of fun!



Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Bad Hair Day? Not This Little One!

Heeyaah guys! Just making a quick stop by my blog. I just want to share this funny, cute photo of my nephew in his cool hairstyle.

Introducing....................     ...................

.....................   .......................drum roll please... ..........

******************************** Tada!!!!!! **********************

That's Markus. But I fondly call him Kyukoy. I like naming names so don't give me that what's-up-with-that-name look. My cousin posted a handful pics of him in her facebook and I kinda find it hilarious. I mean, with my sense of humor? Anything out of the ordinary is funny to me.

Seriously. Not everyone can get away with this hairstyle, right? He seems cool and confident with it which makes him look freaking fabulous! Oh, I just adore this little buddy. He'll be turning 3 this October (that's if I did my math right. and..uhhh..yeah, he'll be 3).

Some just-so-you-know things about Markus :

> he's got british accent and he sounds cute. uh-huh! I don't know how he acquired that. Probably because he likes to watch lifestyle talkshows where most of the hosts have british accent.

> he likes Jollibee (well, most kids do). Jollibee is a famous fastfood chain here in the Philippines.

                                      the famous jollibee mascot       

So whenever we're out with him and walk pass by Jollibee, he will bug us nonstop to go inside and eat. Which reminds me to bring some extra cash next time. :)

> he thumbsucks.

See that? That's hard evidence.

He's adorable isn't he? 

Just some tattoos, piercing, dark eyeliner.... way to go!!!Hahahahaa I'm just kidding.

I miss yah Kyukoy! See yah soon...

Monday, May 24, 2010

How Long Should You Wait?

A friend of mine who knows darn well about my love for dogs handed me a copy of Hachiko : A Dog's Story. Maybe most of you have seen the film already as it was released last year, so you kinda know the whole story pretty much. It's actually a  remake of the 1987 Japanese film HachikĊ Monogatari, the true story of Hachiko, an Akita dog who showed immense faithfulness and loyalty to his master.

I didn't watch it right away as I tend to avoid movies where dog dies in the end (I've said that already in my previous post). I set it aside, laying on the table for several weeks until my curiosity could no longer hold it. I finally watched last night and my friend was right. It was a beautiful story of undying love.

Hachi was owned by Parker, a university professor. Whenever Parker left for work, Hachi would accompany him to the train station and will come back in the afternoon to meet him. Then one day Parker suffered a stroke at the university and died. Hachi kept on waiting at his usual spot and returns to that place every single day to wait.

I was fascinated and moved by Hachi's loyalty. I wonder how in the world did he manage to wait for his master's return for nine years. He didn't realize his master was gone, he patiently and expectantly waited outside the train station, come rain come shine searching for his master's face among the crowd. It was so sad and frustrating. I wonder if at that time, those commuters who saw him felt a pinch in their heart. Did someone pat him on the back? Did they talk to him? Told him that his master is never coming back? I wonder if he would've understand. If he would've wavered his loyalty. Or would he continue to stand his ground?

                                             It really pains me to see Hachiko like this...  

There's got to be tremendous love for someone to patiently wait even if the world tells you to stop.  There's got to be something more than sheer determination to sit in there even if the odds of waiting in vain is clear.

How long should you wait?

For a love lost.

For a broken heart to heal.

For the perfect time...

To accomplish a plan.

To make a career move.

To reach our goals.

To tell someone you love.

To do what you have to do.

To go where you want to be.

There's no formula as for the time-being. It's about when you learn to let go and learn to take another step forward.

There's no perfect timing rather than yearning to move forward.

Personally, I don't like to wait. I hate just sitting, letting time pass you by. But if there's one thing I like about waiting, it's that it shows how much you're willing to sacrifice for something or someone you believe is worth your time. Waiting is selfless. Aside from it takes too much love for you to carry on, you learn to forego the most precious thing that matters to everyone - TIME.

Hachi's legendary devotion didn't go unnoticed. He made such a great impression putting him in national sensation after his story was published consequently making him an iconic symbol for loyalty.

To this day a bronze statue in his likeness is seen at the train station at the exact place he used to sit and wait. An annual solemn ceremony is also held every April 8 in honor of his remembrance.

                                                   Hachi's bronze statue

                                                      his real pic

Cool dog huh?! If I would have a chance to visit Japan in the offing, I would swing by this place, take a photo with his statue and be part of this rare, one of a kind heroic story.

Some things you should know about...ME!

Hello everyone! I'm feisty today. I have to coz it's Monday (I'm trying to avoid monday blues) and I have couple of reasons to start the week happy. First, Gnetch at Thank Goodness for the Good Ones tagged all her followers on a photo meme where we have to post the 8th photo from the 8th folder in My Pictures.

I thought it's gonna be fun so I tried and here's what I got :

I was reluctant to show this to you because : a.) I'm kinda shy to show my face to everyone. If you noticed my profile pic, I did not face the camera. So quit staring now! (ok, I'm not mad)

b.) I was afraid that you might laugh at the idea that at some point in my life I did cheerdancing. Yes that was me in  my cheerdance costume!!! Don't worry, I didn't suffer from concussions or any serious injury coz I refused to be thrown into the air for the whole stint.

But in all fairness I look thinner in that pic. It's  one of my most treasured photos before my waistline began to expand some three years ago.

Now I want you, yes YOU! the one reading this to try this out and tell us the story behind your pic.

Secondly, Gnetch gave another award (this gal is really generous. she likes to pamper her friends). I told her I'm hesitant to take it but I knew better than to refuse her kindness. She might take back Nick Carter from me hahaha! (just some high-school talk). Gnetch, that was a long, long time ago and I'm over him already. But all those silly things I did in the name of Nick Carter will forever remain in me and I can't help but smile whenever I think of all those. :)

Anyway, here's the second award and along with it are 7 nagging facts about ME!

1.) Got a huge crush on Nick Carter and Dave Moffatt in high-school. Seriously, where are they now?

2.) I love tweety bird and I'm collecting tweety bird stuff.

3.) I love to travel and visit new places. I'm mostly drawn to secluded island or places where nature is at it's best.

4.) I can't swim and I'm terrified of big waves. It's so ironic coz I love to go island hopping and a beach person as well, yet can't do any basic kinds of swimming.

5.) I'm a dog lover and I avoid movies where dogs die in the end coz I'd surely end up bawling.

6.) I read - a lot. I started reading romance novel when I was in gradeschool. My mother was furious coz she thinks I'm too young for that, so she burned them all and I ended up paying those books since I borrowed them from a friend. :(

7.) I have zero interest in drawing and I can't draw, can't even make a straight line straight without the aid of a ruler considering that I'm an eng'g grad. In my drawing class, I will ask a classmate to draw for me in exchange for an assignment. Clever way to pass the subject *wink*.

Alright I'll stop now. But before that, I'm sharing this award to ALL MY FRIENDS especially to my new followers (you know who you are). I'd like to know more about you guys so please take it.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

LSS strikes again!

You know what? I'm  having LSS right now... I know this isn't something unusual coz it happens to everyone most of the time. But what I CAN'T take is, I'm liking Miley Cyrus' song Party In The USA.

Okay. Let me get this straight - I don't have anything against Miley.

She can sing. Fine.

She can act. Fine.

She can dance. Ummmm..

I just don't like the quality of her voice. I'm not a singer though, but it's not hard to tell she's got a sharp voice. Her singing would make me squint my eyes and wants to put a finger on my ears.

Sorry Miley, I'm not going to candy-coat it for you. Your songs are fine and I liked your portrayal of Ronnie's role by the way in the movie 'The Last Song', and I'm taking back what I've said that you're not fit for the role and they suck for putting you in the cast. I just like the book so much that when I heard that you're starring it, my first thought was "What were they thinking?".

And besides, I'm too old (oh how I hate that word) to become your fan Hannah Montana. So there!

Actually when I heard that song, I kinda like the beat...

         ♫ I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan 
             Welcome to the land of fame, excess, whoa am I gotta fit in?


I think it's cool...

         ♫ Jumped in the cab, here i am for the first time
             Look to my right, and I see the Hollywood sign

But when Miley started singing? Argghh! Forget it. But nevertheless, the song keeps running through my head. It has become my lullaby mind you! I would put on my earphones and play it on repeat until I doze off to dreamland.

           ♫ And the Jay-Z song was on (repeat 3x)

I would sing a few lines when I'm in the shower, dressing up or just sitting in the couch.

           ♫ So I put my hands up, they're playing my song 
               The butterflies fly away

And when I'm in the office, I open my i-Tunes and it's there at the top of my playlist. Then I'll play it all day long and sing.

           ♫ I'm nodding my head like "Yeah!" 
               Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"

And my officemates are looking, staring at me like I'm a psycho and I'm literally nodding my head, Yeah!!!

          ♫ Got my hands up, they're playin' my song
              And now I'm gonna be okay
             Yeah! It's a party in the USA!
             Yeah! It's a party in the USA!

And you won't believe me when I say I'm listening to the song while writing this post.

Yeaaaahh....! It's a party in the USA!

For those who always have something to S-A-Y.

Someone thinks I'm a commenter and gave me this award. Wo000ooHoooo000ooo!!!


Just like any other blog awards, here are the set of rules to follow :

1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award. 
2. Copy the award; place it on your blog.
3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.
4. Answer the 10 questions associated with the award. 
5. Nominate a few of your favorite bloggers for the award.
6. Post links to the blogs you nominate

Here we go.

Thank you Jennifer for this award. I recently followed her blog at more than a MOMMY.

And for the 10 questions :

1. Why do you blog? 

For the love of writing. Writing has been my friend. It's my fortress when I want to vent, rant, dream, cry, laugh. When I write is when I wanna be myself.

And because blogging is pretty much handy than keeping a journal (I used to have one while growing up), and writing on it every night would become a tedious task.

2. What are your three best memories? 

The bestest memory I had are all those times spent with my father. I lost him at such a young age. And I'm a Daddy's girl. I treasured all those memories coz it's where I can only feel him alive.
 
The second best would be my childhood. When you're still carefree and innocent and you know nothing but play all day, goof around and just be a child that you are. No obligations. No responsibilities.

The third would be my college days when I'm full of dreams and ready to conquer the world (I'm just exaggerating). I had so much fun in college than in high school.

3. If you had to change your real name, what would you change it to? 

Sidney Sheldon. My all-time favorite author. I just love the sound of his name. 

4. What are the five things you can't live without?

Computer... cellphone... Television... Okay when you say things I meant things.

My family and friends (and my dog). Without them life would surely become a mess.

5. What are the four best books you've ever read?

The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
The Last Song - Nicholas Sparks
If Tomorrow Comes - Sidney Sheldon
The Third Twin - Ken Follett

6. Tell me something unique and interesting about yourself.

I'm a fan of rock bands and I dream of marrying a rock star someday. haha!

7. What do you love about yourself?

I don't panick easily. I'm good at keeping my cool and composed even when I'm under fire.

8. What is the best movie ever made?

Urrghh!  Please don't make me choose... Alright. Maybe, Shrek? Yes! Shrek. Because I've seen it a dozen times (from part 1-3) yet I still laugh like I would on the first time.

9. If you had a "freaky friday" experience, who would you trade places with and why? 

Steve Jobs.

Now ask me why.

Well, who doesn't want to be in his shoes, anyway???

Answer : Bill Gates.

10. What's the best part about being a woman?

You can make PMS as an excuse for being grumpy and unreasonable.

You'll be offered a seat on the bus/train even if it's already full, provided that you wear tight-fitting jeans/skirt and a cute, hot top.

There's always someone willing to carry your luggage or anything you hand-carried as long as.... see italic fonts above

You will not be forced to do ardous tasks such as lifting heavy objects and the likes. After all, men are designed for that. Oppss!


Oh my god! I can make an entire post by just answering this question.

Now it's time to pass the Super Comments Award to the following bubbly bloggers who always have something to say :

Mishieru - Upside Down

Gnetch - Thank Goodness for the Good Ones

Ratz - What Can I Say

I'm no miss - and i'm no miss

The Girl Who Loves to Whine - I Know You Wish Your Life Was More Like Mine


Hope you enjoy it ladies!

Monday, May 17, 2010

What A Lame Excuse!

"Reasons are not reasons. They are excuses."

Whoever have said those lines were probably fed up of hearing lame excuses. But for me, it was more like : a reason is an explanation while an excuse makes it sound like it was okay.

I have a co-worker who is such a terrible liar, pretentious and scheming, who uses her very worn-out reason, no, her worn-out excuse everytime she takes a day off from work. It all started last year when she was diagnosed with a condition in her throat that needs urgent medical attention. She keeps seeing her doctor then for check-ups, laboratory etc. After 6 months or so, she's cured.

To tell you frankly, it's not in my attitude to pry at the lives of other people or judge their actions because I too have my own lapses. But it really annoys me everytime she uses that Doctor's Check-up with my throat in her leave form. I know she has to see her doctor every once in a while to make sure her throat condition doesn't recur. But seeing your doctor like every goddamn week? I hope she's not fucking insane. Be creative with your excuses girl, duh!

What makes me feel bad even more is that her boss doesn't have a single inkling about it. I'm really tempted to tell her boss the real reason behind her frequent absences but I guess it's none of my business so I'll keep my DAMN. MOUTH. SHUT.

Anyway, her not-so-cunning move leads me to ponder on what do most people write in their leave forms. My nosy personality got the better of me so I queried the database. You'll never know how far some people would go just to come up with a decent-sounding, funny, lame, dumbfounding excuse. Hmmmmm...... I could actually use one of these someday.

The following returned a significant number of results so I considered them to be topnotchers.

LBM (or diarrhea)
 > Oooppss! Eating right now? Anyway, I wonder if this stands for Loose Bowel Movement or Looking for Better Management? The latter is a common sickness when you're aging with the company and boredom kicks in.

Important Family / Personal Matters
 > It means you have a job interview (Personal) or currently contemplating a job offer which offers higher pay and tempting benefits (Family). Lie better.

Family Reunion
 > You're attending what?! Excuse me, but I guess family gatherings are usually held on weekends when everyone is off from work. So what's up with family reunion on a weekday? Busted!!!



Family Problem
 > When you're too dumb to think of an excuse. Use this!

Take Mother/Father/Daughter/Son/Wife to the Doctor
 > Uhmmm... I guess Filipinos are just family-oriented. Aryt?

While these refer to unknown or still-to-be-known illnesses :

Asthma Attack
 > I'm serious! Someone really wrote this. I'm glad it wasn't heart attack or he will never had the chance to submit his leave form.

Respiratory Tract Infection (RTI???)
 > Ah, did you mean Urinary? Or I'm the one stupid?

The following are uncategorized, weird, mind-boggling excuses :

Went to children school
 > What are grown-ups doing in children school? Ahhh... She went to her child/children's school.

Pull-out tooth
 > OH.MY.GOD.THIS.IS.GROSS.
Read : Went to the dentist for tooth extraction. I guess that sounds better. Awww..dentist!

Went to the Doctor, wife is sick.
 > I'm confused. Who is sick? You or wife?

Holiday with fiance
 > Wow! Brewing romance... ENJOY IT WHILE IT LASTS!
Okay, okay. I'm envious.

Waited for my sister
 > Oh, where were you dear sistah?!

Car won't start
 > Oh! Don't you have feet?

There's a preparation to be done
 > Mind telling us what?

Attend wedding
 > Oopps! I think this is me. I use this excuse most of the time hahaha! Guilty!!!

Heavy rain
 > And since when did heavy rain became an excuse? Read the next item.

Drenched in the rain
 > Oh I see... Now I understand. Let me introduce you to umbrella.

Attend an important business affair
 > Interesting! An engage employee and a business magnate at the same time. I hope this is not a case of conflicting interest.

Having a hard time breathing
 > Oh my god! Call ambulance now! Fast!!!

Fell down the stairs
 > Ouch! *shouts* Who put these toys in the stairs?!

My husband didn't go home
 > I guess she's now coordinating with the local police for a joint 24-hour manhunt operation.

Mauled by a drug-addict neighbor
 > Poor thing...

Tired
> Dear Employee,
 I'm tired of hearing your tiresome excuses. If you're tired with your job, you might as well rest your tired ass and never come back.

Love,
Your Tired Boss

So, would you like to add your own version on the list?

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Random Stupidity

It's late at night but I'm wide awake
The room is filled with shadows I can't make
Outside the stars twinkled their light
While the moon shines so bright.

I toss and turn in bed
I can't get you out of my head
Thoughts of you resounded in my mind
Leaving half of my sanity behind.

Your beauty is a never-ending mystery
Gripping my consciousness and taunting my reverie
I long to feel the warmth of your charm
Can't wait to be in your arms.

Soon enough my wait will be over
But for now I'll endure what seems like forever
I'd keep counting for that day to come
When I could finally ................................................................................
.........................................................................................................
..............................................................................................
................................................................................
................................................................

Take a break from work and fly to my dream destination!!!!!!!

Did I just ruined your day didn't I? Wahaahhahaahaa!

So you thought I'm crazy in love?

You thought I've turned myself into a poet because someone sprinkled love potion on me?

Well, the answer is a BIG, FAT NO!

It's my way of saying I'm excited for my upcoming trip that I keep on thinking about it night and day. And especially that today, my boss just approved my vacation leave. Yipppeee!!!

Okay, I know I sound overly exagerrated. It's not as if I'm going on a month vacation outside the country (how I wish) - FYI. So call mental hospital right now because I'm going insane.

Friday, May 14, 2010

MamaTink's Tinkerings: Twilight Thursday Linky Party

I'm running out of something to write, AGAIN! Looks like my dear friend WRITER'S BLOCK is out to hunt me. Good thing was, when I opened my dashboard, I saw this post from Mama Tink. I didn't know Mama Tink is such an avid Twilighter.

*waves* Woooohhh!!!!

Mama Tink - I say you're the COOLEST MOM I've ever known and I'm glad we're on the same team. Yaaayyy!!! TEAM EDWARD!!!! (fabulous bloggers are for team Edward, ahem!)

Although it's already Friday here on my side of the world, I wouldn't make it an excuse NOT to participate and link up with this madness. I mean, party.

If you guys wanna join the fun, click the link below and be one of us crazy twilighters.

MamaTink's Tinkerings: Twilight Thursday Linky Party

And now…on with the party!

Team Edward, Team Jacob, or Team Switzerland (you just can’t pick one)?
EDWARD foreverrrrrrrrrrr!!!! I hate Jacob. Opppsss!!! Sorry Jacob fans... Just expressing my opinion though. But I love his body. Is that enough? We're friends now?

Besides Edward, who is your favorite Cullen?
I LOVE Alice! (who doesn't love that chick?) She was one of my overall favorite characters in the whole series.

Have you seen the movies, and if so, did you like them/think they did the books justice, etc?
Uh-huh! MORE THAN ONCE. Call me twilight sick-o, aryt?

Twilight was...uhhmmm... quite okay. The film was not able to properly highlight some of the best part of the story.

New Moon was better . I did not expect that I would like the movie version coz I find most part of the book to be boring (when Edward left of course). And Kristen Stewart was very effective and convincing in portraying the broken-hearted-jilted-I-don't-wanna-live girl.

Overall, reading the book is 100xxxxxxxxxx better!


How did you find out about Twilight and what made you decide to read the books?
It was a blockbuster hit in my country and I was like "What the hell is wrong with all these people? What's up with that movie" I was entirely clueless. But I'm a sucker for vampires. So when my friend dropped the hint, I stormed my way to the bookstore .

What was your favorite part of the series?
When Edward proposed. His lines were so...ughhh!!! It made me wished I was Bella.

What, if anything, did you dislike about the series?
BELLA. I don't like her personality. She's selfish, rude, judgemental, hard-headed, unreasonably difficult and when she kept on hanging around with Jacob despite the fact that she's aware of - keeping the hopes of the poor werewolf up.

Who was the most interesting villain?
Aro. Amazing gifts!

If you could choose one character to know more about, who would it be and why?
Alice. Her past is quite vague but seems interesting.

Tell me about your most embarrassing “Twilight” moment…cause we all have one!
When I giggled and screamed while reading Edward's sweet lines. The person beside me can't help but glare at me.

Okay everybody...link up!

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

That TWILIGHT parody is making me roll with laughter

I was at my favorite bookstore yesterday looking for some nice reads. While going through the piles, I noticed a small, thin, black book which looked too familiar and quite similar to the Twilight. I'm talking about the 'Nightlight', a parody of Twilight.

I got curious so I grabbed it and read the synopsis at the back. 

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About three things I was absolutely certain. First, Edwart was most likely my soul mate, maybe. Second, there was a vampire part of him–which I assumed was wildly out of his control–that wanted me dead. And third, I unconditionally, irrevocably, impenetrably, heterogeneously, gynecologically, and disreputably wished he had kissed me. 

And thus Belle Goose falls in love with the mysterious and sparkly Edwart Mullen in the Harvard Lampoon’s hilarious send-up of Twilight. Pale and klutzy, Belle arrives in Switchblade, Oregon looking for adventure, or at least an undead classmate. She soon discovers Edwart, a super-hot computer nerd with zero interest in girls. After witnessing a number of strange events–Edwart leaves his tater tots untouched at lunch! Edwart saves her from a flying snowball!–Belle has a dramatic revelation: Edwart is a vampire. But how can she convince Edwart to bite her and transform her into his eternal bride, especially when he seems to find girls so repulsive? 

Complete with romance, danger, insufficient parental guardianship, creepy stalker-like behavior, and a vampire prom, Nightlight is the uproarious tale of a vampire-obsessed girl, looking for love in all the wrong places. 

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Hahahahaha!!!!!!!! This is crazy. I got to have this book!!!!

I managed to read few pages of the first chapter and can't help but chuckle at the satirical lines. Okay. I  know that my sense of humor is shallow. I laugh easily even at the slightest, stupidiest joke. But I really, really, really have to have this book! I was secretly praying that yesterday was payday so I can take it home with me. But since I'm a genius (at least my closest friends think that I am) I thought of downloading it, and........ guess what? I GOT A COPY!!! Yayyyy!!!

For someone who was able to read the whole Twilight saga and HAVE watched the film more than once, this is something to look forward. Both twilight haters and lovers would surely laugh at this one and I so hate myself for finding about it just yesterday. It was published November of last year, ha! See how outdated I am???

Anyhoo, here's an excerpt from the book :

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" It was then that I saw him. He was sitting at a table all by himself, not even eating. He had an entire tray of baked potatoes in front of him and still, he did not touch a single one. How could a human have his pick of baked potatoes and resist them all? Even odder, he hadn’t noticed me, Belle Goose, future Academy Award winner.

A computer sat before him on the table. He stared intently at the screen, narrowing his eyes into slits and concentrating those slits on the screen as if the only thing that mattered to him was physically dominating that screen. He was muscular, like a man who could pin you up against the wall as easily as a poster, yet lean, like a man who would rather cradle you in his arms. He had reddish, blonde-brown hair that was groomed heterosexually. He looked older than the other boys in the room—maybe not as old as God or my father, but certainly a viable replacement. Imagine if you took every woman’s idea of a hot guy and averaged it out into one man. This was that man.

“What is that?” I asked, knowing that whatever it was it wasn’t avian.

“That’s Edwart Mullen,” Lucy said.

Edwart. I had never met a boy named Edwart before. Actually, I had never met any human named Edwart before. It was a funny sounding name. Much funnier than Edward.

As we sat there, gazing at him for what seemed like hours but couldn’t have been more than the entire lunch period, his eyes suddenly flicked toward me, slithering over my face and boring into my heart like fangs. Then in a flash they went back to glowering at that screen. 

“He moved here two years ago from Alaska,” she said.

So not only was he pale like me, but he was also an outsider from a state that begins with an “A.” I felt a surge of empathy. I had never felt a connection like this before.

“That boy’s not worth your time,” she said wrongly. “Edwart doesn’t date.” 

I smirked inwardly and snorted outwardly. So, I would be his first girlfriend. "

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Sunday, May 9, 2010

For my Mom


Happy Mothers Day to all Mommies out there!!! Special mention to i'm no miss who is such a wonderful and proud mom.

Anyway, in case you're expecting a funny or brilliant or informative or some random sick post, sorry to break your heart but this isn't, aryt? Today is Mothers Day so I'm gonna pay tribute to my mom. I'll try to be a darling so please bear with me. I just want to tell mom everything I've been wanting to tell her but since I'm not good at expressing upfront, I'm going to write it.

WARNING : The following may sound melodramatic, sentimental and overly emotional. It's the other side of me. I'm also capable of feeling sensitive. (just so you know.haha!)

Dear Mama,

Thank you for the gift of life
When you refused to give up your difficult pregnancy
When you did your best to bring me into this world
When you gave nothing but unconditional love

Thank you for enduring the countless sleepless night
When you had to wake up to feed me
When you had to change my diaper coz I peed too much
When you worried yourself coz I was sick

Thank you for putting up with my tantrums
When I broke things and mess around the house
When I answered back and disobeyed rules
When you had every reason to be mad yet you choose to understand

Thank you for making me understand life
When you shared your experiences so I can reflect on them
When you explained right from wrong
When you humbly gave your advice and opinion

Thank you for being at my side
When I needed someone to listen 
When I sought for a friend to talk to
When I badly needed a companion or just someone to be there for me

Thank you for the guidance and understanding
When I'm unable to look back at your sacrifices
When I'm insensitive, uncomforting and for making you feel neglected sometimes
When I hadn't said a single thank you for everything you've put through

I may not be the perfect daughter
I may have given you heartaches and headaches
I may have failed your expectations
But know that:

I'm lucky to be your only princess
I love you and will take care of you when you grow old
I thank God everyday for the wonderful gift - you as my mother
You're the source of my strength and inspiration

You shaped me
Molded me to become the person I am now
For everything,
Thank you Ma!



Friday, May 7, 2010

Thank You Ladies for the FRIENDSHIP

Ok, I'm taking back what I said that I'm a bitch. Why? Because three amazing bloggers just gave me an award. Yeheeeyyyy!!! 

                                 The Master of Karate and Friendship Award

See? I told you guys I'm friendly nyahhhahaah! Move over Sandra Bullock. Here comes Miss Congeniality. Ehem!

First off, I would like to thank Mishieru of Upside Down for giving me this award. Actually she felt guilty coz when she posted it on her blogsite she forgot to include my name hahhaha! Mitch, you don't have to feel bad about it. I totally understand that when you're sleepy you tend to be forgetful...and it's a sign of aging haha! Peace girl..... Seriously, this gal is one awesome blogger. In case you haven't gone to her blog, go check it out.

Another thank you goes to Ratz of What Can I Say. I say I can't keep myself from laughing everytime I read her posts. Actually, she did not specifically mentioned the recipients of this award. But she said that she's giving it to everyone reading her blog. Well, I happen to read it and Ratz, I took your word for it.

And last but definitely not the least, thank you Gnetch of Thank Goodness for the Good Ones for this. Hey, you're indeed a nice girl haha! Please thank your mom for me.

I really love it when someone gives me an award coz it brightens my day and makes me look forward to blogging. I guess everyone wants to be appreciated. And with that note, I'm passing this award to the following faithful bloggy friends :

Depps!! at Words As A Form Of Life

Megha at Thinking Hat

Mary at Quarterlife Adventures

Rachel at Faithful Fashionista

To my new follower Neil at Ongoing History

Hope you enjoy it guys...

One more thing... I wanna give this back to Mitch. I know, I know... you already have this but it's my way of showing I appreciated the kindness and I'm grateful for the friendship.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Maybe I should accept the fact that I'm a BITCH!

A bitch is a female dog and we all know that. But for some reasons it is used to refer to a woman who is unpleasant and difficult to handle. I may not be the nicest person in the universe but I'm friendly and I do have lots and lots and lots of friends.

Remember the facebook deleting incident? The one I posted last monday about a guy officemate who deleted my precious name (ahahaha!) on his facebook account because he thinks I'm not worthy at all? We'll, he had come to his senses and sent a friend request to me. Actually we're friends now but that doesn't mean I won't get even at him. Because I'm a bit nicer, I did not ignore the friend request but I did not confirm it as well. I will just leave it dangling at the corner along with the pending request until I made up my mind hahaha!

But this post is not about that. I won't give him another citation in this blog of mine. Huh! Lucky him.

Let's talk about twitter this time. I have a twitter account but I don't use it as a means to connect with friends, rather I use it to follow the lives of famous celebrities. If facebook connects you with people you went to school with, twitter connects you with people you wish you went to school with. That's basically how the "bird" works.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

So I'm following a certain local celebrity. She's not totally my idol but i admire her for her witty, funny punchline and outrageous fashion sense. Anyone in mind???

Sorry..... I'm not dropping names....

Yesterday I read her tweet and I felt the urge to reply. I usually don't bother myself to reply at their tweets because they also don't bother to reply at me. So why bother?

Did I just bother you with my constant repeat on the word "bother"? Anyhoo, don't bother it.

They say I'm Miss I-Have-An-Opinion-To-Everything. Maybe that's why I became a blogger because I love speaking up my mind and I'd hate it if I'm not able to express my opinion.

In my opinion blah blah blah....

I replied in a nice, friendly way. I did not yell. I mean the tone of my words are not "yelling". I even said in my reply "I respect your opinion but....." and "This is just my opinion you don't have to agree with me. Thanks!".

Now tell me, was that bitchy? Did I sound irritating /provoking / antagonizing / upsetting / annoying?

I DON'T THINK SO!

She deleted me. Hahahahaha!!!

Again????

Yes.

Funny how some people can't even take other's opinion. They should not express their thoughts on social media if they get mad when others don't follow suit. If others don't agree with your views, SO WHAT???! You won't die!!! If you can't take other's opinion, go somewhere else. This is a free country anyway!

I didn't follow her back. Not worth my time.

But I sent her a direct message :

"Thanks for deleting me in your list. You Suck!"

I was suppose to say F***! but I recoiled.

Not worth the curse.

Then I added :

"I hope your career will deteriorate fast. I would pray every single day for that."

*evil laugh* Bwahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahhaa....................!!!!!!!!!!!

Of course I didn't mean what I said and I never prayed harm to anyone. I just wanted to piss her off.

What to Post. What to Write. What to Say.


Now what?!

Is this what they call a 'Writer's Block'? Sure it is... But I'm no writer. I just love to write. Writing well and love to write are two world's apart.

So let's just say I'm having 'Dry Spell'.

Ooopppsss!! Don't get me wrong on that note. I'm not a drug addict or a sex maniac. I just can't think of something to write. For many days now.

Someone HELP........!!!

Even my sentences wouldn't go longer than ten words. (try counting them) Oh my!!! This is certainly not me! My mind is dry. Like I'm having a severe drought. Oh blame it on the weather!!! It's scorchingly hot outside. The heat waves had apparently gone to my head making their way to my brain cells subduing every creative juices left on me.

Whoah!!! I'm back on track. I just made a 23-word sentence which is pretty normal to me. 

So back to the main topic - Dry Spell.

Lately I'm running out of issues/rants/adventures/thoughts/anything-under-the-sun posts. Not that nothing's happening in my life. I just can't figure out what to write. Does that happen to you?

You have something in your head...

You sit infront of the computer...

You end up staring blankly at the screen...

Fingers aiming at the keyboard...

Just like this????

Poor kitty cat.

Or you force yourself to type something and your composer would look like this : 

Mine's actually : zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..............

I'm dozing off to dreamland.

To further investigate the causes and reasons of the temporary psychological inability to begin or continue on a piece of writing.... SHUT UP!!!

Excuse the lengthy definition.

What I'm trying to say is : I made a mental note of the reasons why I can't come up with a decent, upbeat post lately.

1.) WORK

"All work and no play makes Janjan a stupid girl."

I've been busy with work lately. (oh?) Don't bother contradict this statement. It's your word against mine. Who's side you on?

SQL scripts have gotten to my system. It's even haunting me in my sleep. In case you ponder what does SQL mean, it's Structured Query Language. A programming language for getting information from the database.

Look at that!!! Aren't you grateful you learned something from me? Hahaha!

So everytime I face the computer starting to write my post, the screen would morph into something like this : 

Now tell me I don't have the most boring job in this world.

2.) Haven't Read In Awhile

I always believe that reading stimulates your writing ability and mind creativity. I haven't read a good book since 'The Last Song'. Just so you know, I cried a bucket while reading it. It's just sooooooo sad.

3.) I Need A REAL Vacation (No, not necessarily vacation. A short break from work will do.)

Calling the attention of my boss out there....

Leave permission will be at your table sooner. And you have no choice but to sign it.

Wait a second....

I thought I couldn't write but seems like I  made a lengthy post already. Hahahah! Dry spell seems to be a good topic. I should have renamed my title to : Dry Spell - makes you write, right?

Back to work...

Signing off...

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Election fever


The Race Is On!!!

Barely 6 days to go before the national and local elections. Six remaining days for aspiring candidates to sell themselves and convince the voting force of their worthiness to become public servants. Supporters alike are also at their busiest in campaigning for their candidates and making sure the public gets the message they wish to convey. It is also at this point where election related violence are heightened. Everyone wants a piece of that five-letter word, the envy of many, perceived to be the ultimate goal - P O W E R . Everyone wants to ensure their seat in the office even if it means exterminating an opponent who portends to be a threat in the polls.

These things are not new to me. Growing up I've seen how dirty politics can be in the Philippines. For all we know, most politicians especially the traditional ones, become con artists on election day. From vote manipulation to bribery to ballot box sabotage, they have perfected it all. But wait 'til you hear their promises that sounded like a broken record. That they will be truthful, honest public servants. That they will serve the country and the people wholeheartedly. That they will set aside their personal interests and focus on the welfare of the majority. Oh we've heard lots of versions of that but we never learned from our experiences.

In this election, I won't exercise my suffrage. Yes I won't participate and I won't vote. One reason is that I was a registered voter in my hometown and I need to go home in order to vote. In the previous election I obligely went home but this year I've decided that I wouldn't want to partake. I choose to relinquish my privilege and responsibility as mature Filipino citizen to cast a vote.

I know this aint a good move and a good example to my fellows. This faith in mine on the significance and importance of election have slowly diminish. I'm tired of their faces and promises. I'm tired of their bluff and pretense. I'm tired of their bullshit!

But I think that beyond the spectrum of responsibility is sheer accountability. We are accountable that whoever we install in public seat will govern us to the best of his ability and administrate our finances appropriately. We are accountable that whoever we charge to alleviate our country will see to it that we slowly rise above poverty. Our responsibility doesn't begin and end with a vote. It is making sure we choose the right candidate. 

Sadly, what is right for you may not be right for me. By the same token, whoever I think is deserving may not be deserving for you. We don't know yet who is the most deserving of them all. But I'd like to put it this way : before you cast your vote, do some research. Accomplishments speak well about the candidate. His track record will give us an idea how far he would go in his quest to serve the people and the nation. Don't be fooled by whom the majority endorses or who has a sweet-scented name merely enjoying the legacy of their parents but are actually incompetent and haven't done any thing during their stint in the senate or congress. Don't be fooled by those who claim to be pro-people, anti-corruption yet haven't immersed themselves in the realm of real poverty and oppression. 

I won't tell you who to vote. I won't teach you what to look for in a candidate. I won't tell you what should his/her qualifications be. For the record I'm not endorsing someone. I'm just saying DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH.

Think about the future generation. Your children. Your grandchildren.

Vote for whoever your conscience dictates.

Monday, May 3, 2010

So you really think I deserve it, huh?!

Honestly, I don't know how to start writing this one...

I was suppose to write about my weekend getaway until I discovered something. This is not a big deal actually, I mean to you as the reader. But to me it was kind of an unacceptable demeanor. Not only did it hurt me emotionally but the congenial feeling I used to have for that person has been tarnished. And I don't know what would it take to revive that pleasant friendship we once had.

I have a guy officemate who's very dear to me. Nope, he's not my boyfriend if you wanna ask. Nor he's a special someone if that's your next question. He's my buddy. My badminton playmate. We're not really the best of friends of sort but among all of my guy officemates, we're the closest.

This guy officemate tends to be playful in a sweet but sometimes irritating way. Human as I am, I would sometimes loose patience and better judgement of the situation at hand. So last week, I was dealing with a headache while having breakfast at the cafeteria when he approached me. Because I'm a bit temperamental especially when I'm beginning to feel annoyed by his silly pranks at me, I yelled at him. No, I'm not really sure if  I yelled but I know that I didn't sound pleasant that morning. Maybe I did raise my voice but I wasn't at all angry. You know when you're too comfortable with the person you tend to be not yourself sometimes?!? That best explains our situation.

Actually I was unaware that I have been grumpy with him for awhile. Well I'm sorry I get pissed off sometimes! He took offense at my crankiness and told a friend that he will never ever go near on me. Man, I feel like I'm having a contagious disease or something! Of course I wasn't adamant with my fault. I asked sorry and told him it will never happen again. I must have really hurt him because we were not in speaking terms after that.

Fine.

Today I found out he deleted me in his facebook friend list. Ouch!!! It felt really bad... It's like I was stabbed in the back. I know I did wrong but I already asked for forgiveness and sincerely said my sorry. Was it really an awful mistake on my part that makes me deserve his hatred? It  maybe a harmless act - deleting me in your friend list - but for me it's past the deed. And he whom I consider one of my best pals, DON'T YOU THINK YOU'RE TOO MEAN TO DO THAT  TO ME? We'll, if it makes you happy then try deleting all our conversations in your mobile phone and my comments on your facebook profile. Maybe then you can find your own peace and happiness.

 

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