http://movies.msn.com/movies/article.aspx?news=239710>1=7701
aaw, that's so sad! does this mean that ryan got tired of being reese's arm candy when she was winning awards left and right? hmm...
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
somekinda holiday, no?
i have never been this intimate with divisoria and the surrounding areas.
magkano 'to?
singkwenta po.
shoti in stage whisper: anong singkwenta?
'ma, saan pong daan papuntang ylaya?
ah, diretso lang, tapos kakanan.
me in stage whisper: anong kanan ulit?
patay.
and in between hauling things and hauling ass, this is somekinda NOT restful holiday weekend.
magkano 'to?
singkwenta po.
shoti in stage whisper: anong singkwenta?
'ma, saan pong daan papuntang ylaya?
ah, diretso lang, tapos kakanan.
me in stage whisper: anong kanan ulit?
patay.
and in between hauling things and hauling ass, this is somekinda NOT restful holiday weekend.
Monday, October 23, 2006
remembering chupets days
one of the greatest concerts i ever attended back in college.
he is so crush-able!
i'm naming my future kid basti.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
my life's song
one of, at least...
-----
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams, she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Beacause we don't believe
That they're gonna get away from the summer
But you and I will never die
The world's still spinning around we don't know why, why, why
-----
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams, she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Beacause we don't believe
That they're gonna get away from the summer
But you and I will never die
The world's still spinning around we don't know why, why, why
Thursday, October 19, 2006
oh no~can this be any more booboo?
http://www.newyorker.com/talk/content/articles/061023ta_talk_paumgarten http://news.yahoo.com/s/huffpost/20061016/cm_huffpost/031800
picasso must be turning in his grave but well, it does put things into perspective :P
picasso must be turning in his grave but well, it does put things into perspective :P
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Happiness in an Age of Discontent
When did happiness get complex?
When I was a child, happiness meant getting my stash of Archie comic books
and reading it while lying on a bamboo hammock under an old iba tree.
First it was Archie comics then Sweet Dreams
and then Sweet Valley Twins and High
the pretense of adulthood sending us into fits of giddy delight.
Happiness meant completing my Rainbow Brite sticker book
and finding out the meaning of those words on grown-up books;
it meant eating chocolate and getting some
smudged on old condensed Reader's Digest volumes,
leaving the pages with a faint whiff of sweets.
I would skip to my best friend's house, as soon as I got the go-signal
to spend a weekend, getting to play those then-hi-tech word games.
It meant arriving to my ballet and jazz classes on time,
nabbing the part of the swan and then playing afterwards
at an old dictator's palace pool and being brave enough
to eat a santan's sweet flower sap.
Happiness meant dancing pas de deux and perfecting pirouettes
on old library parquet floors, gazing up
imagining a prince behind that red velvet curtain.
It meant getting up early on weekends and in the summer,
struggling into my leotards, catching my ride to dance class
and then theater.
"Eyebrows up, smiles wide, stand tall"
Getting into auditions, getting the part.
Happiness meant being sent to places, vacations,
eating Dunkin' Donuts ham and cheese sandwiches with hot chocolate in airports;
and in airports still, riding bikes, flying kites, hot sun burning bright on the tarmac
and then resting up for planes landing and taking off.
Happiness meant drinking Chocolait in glass bottles,
squirting Brown Cow onto cornflakes and on my fingers,
getting stickers from Maggie noodles,
watching Grease 1&2 and Pirates everyday after school.
It was eating peanut butter sandwiches
and iba doused with sugar while reading,
new coloring books, getting soaked by water guns, weekend beach trips.
Happy days were made of birthday parties and getting gifts,
getting socks full of candies on the Feast of the Three Kings.
Until now, the smell of newly-laundered socks fills me,
the squishy, squeaky-clean feel of it.
It was getting a complete set of crayons,
yes- the ones with gold and silver and the special sharpener on the box.
It meant having lots of pencils to sharpen and new, nifty school gadgets.
Happiness meant my youth with timeless, infinite possibilities,
the arrogance, invincibility of youth, the presumption that I can.
Since when did happiness get complicated?
Since you realize that the world doesn't stop and hold your hand while you catch your breath,
it isn't after all, at your feet and everything isn't truly yours for the taking
but have to be earned- blood, sweat, tears, fears and prayers.
Since patience became a requirement, not an exceptional attribute,
that though you realize money doesn't buy happiness,
it pretty much facilitates your foray into the deep, dank pits of depression
should you happen to sorely lack it.
Happiness now isn't only sharing affinities for Saturday morning cartoons,
dreams and making friends just because.
Happiness gets complicated when everything you thought important suddenly doesn't matter anymore.
When choosing your own adventures aren't now limited to books.
When, suddenly,
after the dress rehearsal that was your childhood,
you're now thrust onstage, klieg lights on you
and you have to play your role the best that you can,
when your everyday moments all snowball into this.
Happiness
now means catching your breath, finding your space.
Someone to hold your hand while crossing the street.
amazing grace
When it rains, it pours.
Despite my occasional whine-y ingratitude, I have been recently blessed with a lot. In the face of trouble and seemingly endless situations of doom and gloom, here I am, with my plate AND glass more than full, it puts a professional glutton to shame.
So for the first time in many, many years, I am standing still, as still as I could be.
For those who truly know me, digital as I am, I cannot bear NOT to plan.
But now- No more 5 years after, no plan A, B, B-1, B-2...
Not just yet at least.
For once, I can say I could not ask for more and truly mean it. Oh yeah, imperfections abound, but my point is, I choose to love what I have right now. And it is easy to choose because it is here, right here and now.
On my lap, staring at my nose, in the palm of my hand.
And life is pretty damned great.
I won’t wish for this to last a long time.
I’ll just take what I can and enjoy the ride.
Is this as good as it gets?
Hell, no, not if it were up to me.
Despite my occasional whine-y ingratitude, I have been recently blessed with a lot. In the face of trouble and seemingly endless situations of doom and gloom, here I am, with my plate AND glass more than full, it puts a professional glutton to shame.
So for the first time in many, many years, I am standing still, as still as I could be.
For those who truly know me, digital as I am, I cannot bear NOT to plan.
But now- No more 5 years after, no plan A, B, B-1, B-2...
Not just yet at least.
For once, I can say I could not ask for more and truly mean it. Oh yeah, imperfections abound, but my point is, I choose to love what I have right now. And it is easy to choose because it is here, right here and now.
On my lap, staring at my nose, in the palm of my hand.
And life is pretty damned great.
I won’t wish for this to last a long time.
I’ll just take what I can and enjoy the ride.
Is this as good as it gets?
Hell, no, not if it were up to me.
Monday, October 16, 2006
and in other news:
The new gig I’ve been offered officially starts in a couple of days and I’ve started turning over work to the current team. My gas! I realized that I’m actually turning over 5-years’ worth of HR work and being such a cry-baby, I welled up in the middle of an email to them. Pffsh. Hormones talaga.
This new gig- a lot of people have been asking, aren’t you scared? Hah. Honestly, the thought, when I allow it to, overwhelms me. When I allow it to, the huge and looming responsibility scares the wits out of me, but my first response to the question would also be truthfully, No. I am not scared. No, am not trying out to be Supergirl and am not trying to be haughty and arrogant. I do sometimes have to scream in my head, kaya ko ba ito?!
But people don’t see that-it’s just the way I am, since the beginning. They get me to talk in front, meet people, they push me in front for group projects, make me talk to intimidating people, and I can. Because I truly think that there’s nothing to be scared of, save for when you’re doing something wrong. I mean, they are still regular people, apart from the fact that these are leaders. It’s not a big deal.
So for the past week, I’ve been in a limbo, until I can get everything up and running by next week.
Sometimes, I really love changes, the good ones, and the butterflies-in-the-tummy I get.
And as soon as one embraces the new, one has to say ciao to the known safety of days gone by.
This new gig- a lot of people have been asking, aren’t you scared? Hah. Honestly, the thought, when I allow it to, overwhelms me. When I allow it to, the huge and looming responsibility scares the wits out of me, but my first response to the question would also be truthfully, No. I am not scared. No, am not trying out to be Supergirl and am not trying to be haughty and arrogant. I do sometimes have to scream in my head, kaya ko ba ito?!
But people don’t see that-it’s just the way I am, since the beginning. They get me to talk in front, meet people, they push me in front for group projects, make me talk to intimidating people, and I can. Because I truly think that there’s nothing to be scared of, save for when you’re doing something wrong. I mean, they are still regular people, apart from the fact that these are leaders. It’s not a big deal.
So for the past week, I’ve been in a limbo, until I can get everything up and running by next week.
Sometimes, I really love changes, the good ones, and the butterflies-in-the-tummy I get.
And as soon as one embraces the new, one has to say ciao to the known safety of days gone by.
rx: retail therapy?
"The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of."
–Holly Golightly, Breakfast At Tiffany's
So here I am with more than enough to be thankful for- a job that I like, doing what I love to do (writing and events), in an organization not perfect but I believe in, great friends that make my days, getting to do most of the things I want to do, moving to a new and nicer place, family in ok health- everything that I prayed for seems to be falling into place, slowly but surely. That should make for happy-doodle days, right?
Not exactly.
It’s either I am so PMSing or something is fundamentally wrong with me.
I am actually scared that I don’t deserve all these. That one day, all of these will be swept up from under my feet like a rug. And of course, there’s the matter of wanting to be in love again. Such a party pooper. And why am I still thinking about that fumbled attempt of something-something? Note to self: not worth it, sweetie. You've done all you could. Trust myself to believe in someone so easily. Man, where has my inner Pollyanna gone? Is it a sign of getting old, or has cynicism finally taken a grip? Oh as usual, there are the good and the bad days. This weekend was bad and my time for sulking and moping is done. Until the next session then. Cheerios!
This neurosis is brought to you by Nine West and the need for retail therapy.
Can’t wait to see Toshio with his espasol complexion again. Annapots says, kebatabata pa, nag-chinchansu na. This should be fun.
–Holly Golightly, Breakfast At Tiffany's
So here I am with more than enough to be thankful for- a job that I like, doing what I love to do (writing and events), in an organization not perfect but I believe in, great friends that make my days, getting to do most of the things I want to do, moving to a new and nicer place, family in ok health- everything that I prayed for seems to be falling into place, slowly but surely. That should make for happy-doodle days, right?
Not exactly.
It’s either I am so PMSing or something is fundamentally wrong with me.
I am actually scared that I don’t deserve all these. That one day, all of these will be swept up from under my feet like a rug. And of course, there’s the matter of wanting to be in love again. Such a party pooper. And why am I still thinking about that fumbled attempt of something-something? Note to self: not worth it, sweetie. You've done all you could. Trust myself to believe in someone so easily. Man, where has my inner Pollyanna gone? Is it a sign of getting old, or has cynicism finally taken a grip? Oh as usual, there are the good and the bad days. This weekend was bad and my time for sulking and moping is done. Until the next session then. Cheerios!
This neurosis is brought to you by Nine West and the need for retail therapy.
Can’t wait to see Toshio with his espasol complexion again. Annapots says, kebatabata pa, nag-chinchansu na. This should be fun.
cartoony saturday
watched barnyard with anna last saturday, in another spontaneous run to the movies. as usual, we were only one of the few big kids there and as usual, we laughed loudest. we really give these kids a run for their money. paging nickelodeon and disney channel- ever think of expanding your market?
funny: in the bus we saw erm..inappropriate graffiti signifying the...erm... urgency for a partner. wonder what's their success rate? har-har.
funnier: ung isang dad, tinatakot ung little girl nya and we were laughing so hard. bad.
funniest: may cameo role si cuyuitog- ang swabeng kumanta! in love na si anna tuloy.
i swear, cartoons on a silly saturday is the best anti-sad therapy.
Friday, October 13, 2006
gimme some salt and pepper!
my baby iPod is now officially spewing out song after song... he's so bloated from all the songs i like...am editing and paring down stuff that i can live without. hay- it is so difficult! how can i NOT have a soundtrack to everything from doing the laundry to doing happy gigs?! sa oldies pa lang, ang dami na.
used to say i could never fit in 500 songs, not possibly 500, come on! i never did get why people need to spend money on a thingamajig that has 2,000++ songs... how can you ever listen to them all?!
so now, brown cow. i'm miss foot-in-mouth, pleased to meet you.
waaah!!! i need a new gadget...pffsh.
happy weekend everyones and all.
used to say i could never fit in 500 songs, not possibly 500, come on! i never did get why people need to spend money on a thingamajig that has 2,000++ songs... how can you ever listen to them all?!
so now, brown cow. i'm miss foot-in-mouth, pleased to meet you.
waaah!!! i need a new gadget...pffsh.
happy weekend everyones and all.
and i look younger! ha!
| You Are 24 Years Old |
 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
Thursday, October 12, 2006
if i ruled the world
everyday will feature a different color and soundtrack.
fridays will be pizza and pasta days.
pistachio and mint choco chip ice cream for kids of all ages.
we’ll start building playgrounds, not malls and ugly buildings.
nobody will be alone on rainy days.
shots of hope
annapots to me, 10.7.06 9.49 am
" i want to be the girl he's scared to lose, the one he can't walk away from knowing i'm mad at him, the one whom he can't fall asleep without my voice being the last one he hears, the one he wouldn't know what to do without and simply the girl he has repeatedly said to his self and to other people, she's the one..."
me to annapots, 10.8.06 5.39 pm
"i want someone who, when he says my name, will feel safe in his mouth, in his voice. someone who will take my pictures and see the real me, capture my light because he knows me, really, truly knows me..."
" i want to be the girl he's scared to lose, the one he can't walk away from knowing i'm mad at him, the one whom he can't fall asleep without my voice being the last one he hears, the one he wouldn't know what to do without and simply the girl he has repeatedly said to his self and to other people, she's the one..."
me to annapots, 10.8.06 5.39 pm
"i want someone who, when he says my name, will feel safe in his mouth, in his voice. someone who will take my pictures and see the real me, capture my light because he knows me, really, truly knows me..."
what now?
I never spent the sunset with you
Nor have I seen the sunrise
Never got that promise
Nor have I sent out my own
I needed to see those yellow flowers
To smell the unscented
Soft petals
Soft, innocent and free
I dreamt of uncomplication
Hopeful, happy
Yellow petals
Holding dreams closer
Nor have I seen the sunrise
Never got that promise
Nor have I sent out my own
I needed to see those yellow flowers
To smell the unscented
Soft petals
Soft, innocent and free
I dreamt of uncomplication
Hopeful, happy
Yellow petals
Holding dreams closer
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
antidote to boredom
Tag, I'm it...
What time do you get up?
On a workday, 6.30ish- hitting the snooze button until 7.30. On weekends, as late as noon.
If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be?
M.Night Shyamalan- but I don’t think he does lunch.
Gold or silver?
Both- but I look better with gold, because of my skin color.
What did you have for breakfast?
an apple and a sandwich
Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with?
Waaaah!!!!
I could name a few… sheesh...
An ex, a whatever and a plankton.
What/who inspires you?
Art and literature.
Photography.
Music.
Travel.
Love.
Beach, City or Country?
beach bum baby!
Favorite ice cream?
Pistachio and mint choco chip
Butter, plain or salted popcorn?
Butter, unsalted
Favorite color?
Purple and green
Favorite sandwich?
BLT on ciabatta bread
What characteristic do you despise?
Flaking, inconsistency, insensitivity
Favorite flower?
White lilies and that shrub that sprouts yellow plain ones
If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go?
Maldives!
and Spain
What color is your bathroom?
White… soon to be… white again, I think
Favorite brand of clothing?
Vintage! Mix and match, mostly. Hate looking like everyone else.
Where would you retire to?
As long as I’m dreaming?
New York, Singapore or Spain.
Or Davao.
Favorite day of the week?
Saturday
What did you do for your last birthday?
Dinner and coffee with friends
Favorite sport to watch?
Tennis, gymnastics
What fabric detergent do you use?
Ariel
Coke or Pepsi?
Coke Light
Are you a morning person or a night owl?
Night owl
What is your shoe size?
Tiny! 5- 5 and a half
Do you have any pets?
My friends. Haha.
Who made these questions, anyways?!
Damn, am still sleepy. Ho-hum...tick tock...5 more minutes...
What time do you get up?
On a workday, 6.30ish- hitting the snooze button until 7.30. On weekends, as late as noon.
If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be?
M.Night Shyamalan- but I don’t think he does lunch.
Gold or silver?
Both- but I look better with gold, because of my skin color.
What did you have for breakfast?
an apple and a sandwich
Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with?
Waaaah!!!!
I could name a few… sheesh...
An ex, a whatever and a plankton.
What/who inspires you?
Art and literature.
Photography.
Music.
Travel.
Love.
Beach, City or Country?
beach bum baby!
Favorite ice cream?
Pistachio and mint choco chip
Butter, plain or salted popcorn?
Butter, unsalted
Favorite color?
Purple and green
Favorite sandwich?
BLT on ciabatta bread
What characteristic do you despise?
Flaking, inconsistency, insensitivity
Favorite flower?
White lilies and that shrub that sprouts yellow plain ones
If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go?
Maldives!
and Spain
What color is your bathroom?
White… soon to be… white again, I think
Favorite brand of clothing?
Vintage! Mix and match, mostly. Hate looking like everyone else.
Where would you retire to?
As long as I’m dreaming?
New York, Singapore or Spain.
Or Davao.
Favorite day of the week?
Saturday
What did you do for your last birthday?
Dinner and coffee with friends
Favorite sport to watch?
Tennis, gymnastics
What fabric detergent do you use?
Ariel
Coke or Pepsi?
Coke Light
Are you a morning person or a night owl?
Night owl
What is your shoe size?
Tiny! 5- 5 and a half
Do you have any pets?
My friends. Haha.
Who made these questions, anyways?!
Damn, am still sleepy. Ho-hum...tick tock...5 more minutes...
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
movie weekend
(Old) movies I saw this weekend: I rarely do technical reviews because I just want to enjoy the movie and the story and not having to think about how the filmmakers did the job. Or not. Mostly.
1. Elizabethtown- First of all, I've never been that much into Orlando Bloom. I felt that he was all hype-pretty boy-no substance. But now, wow. The film was a grown up's coming of age, if there was such a thing. For all the hype that quarter-life crisis gets, this one has the prettiest view and has got the coolest soundtrack. You can never go wrong tap-dancing with Moonriver. Cameron Crowe’s film has always been known for its music- think Almost Famous, Jerry Maguire, Vanilla Sky. It has been written that when he does scripts, he also has a notebook filled with all the songs that should go into the movie. I can’t wait to get the soundtrack. Some really good lines: It takes time to be funny. It takes time to extract joy from life and I'm hard to remember, but I'm impossible to forget.
2. Million Dollar Baby- I knew this was a great movie, something that I should be watching at leisure, unhurried, relaxed and not too depressed that I’d want to jump off my rooftop, so never that this is a 2004 film. Sure enough, in the wee hours of Saturday morning, I was bawling my eyes out under the full moon. Hay. Grabe, it magnified all my insecurities, smallness and feeble attempts at excuses for not living life. It (the movie, not me- haha) was sad, yet hopeful, painful to watch at times but very realistic. It tells of beginnings, endings, and every struggle that goes on in between. The story was of having passion, having heart and realizing your dreams- much like the Cowardly Lion of Oz. Of having spirit even while others are determined to crush it, of feeding your inner strength when all else seems to fail and go wrong. And of knowing when to lose gracefully, because anyone can lose one fight. It also taught me that some of the best ways of fighting is to actually step back, but still remembering that stepping back too far means you ain’t fighting at all. Toughness and inner strength doesn’t mean always fighting, being at the top. Its knowing when to let go, it is knowing and choosing your battles. Screenwriter Paul Haggis (who also wrote and directed Crash) did a great job- I liked this movie better than Crash. This movie, by the way, was from one of the stories in Rope Burns, by FX Toole.
3. Pride and Prejudice- Mr. Darcy was gorgeous! Heeh. There isn’t much you can do with a classic, but I super loved Matther MacFayden’s Mr. Darcy. I think he’s even better than Colin Firth, am sorry. Hmm… someday I shall find my Mr. Darcy :)
4. In Her Shoes- very good story, great acting by Toni Collette and Cameron Diaz doing what she does best in a ditzy-blonde role with a proper turnaround. Mark Feuerstein’s Simon character was sweet. I loved him when he was ordering sushi for Rose and he talks about bringing her to this other place and knowing exactly what to get and then he says- you’ll want to eat with me for the rest of your life. My goodness- there’s nothing sexier than a guy who knows what he wants. Heeh :) The movie also featured a lovely poem by ee cummings: I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart.
5. Walk The Line- Reese Witherspoon has long been one of the nicest, luckiest and most talented actresses in Hollywood- she’s got Ryan Philippe and two kids and a great career! I read she was handpicked to play June Carter and her proper Southern accent was really cute. The true to life story was so inspiring, how June Carter really stuck by her man. It was a love reluctantly given since she knew that Johnny Cash had problems but anyone could see they were so meant for each other. Come hell or high water- booze, drugs and the trappings of a rock star lifestyle, she stuck it out with him. Johnny Cash with his emotionally-bereft childhood needed her strength and June Carter is one woman of strength who also followed her heart. It was a wonderful story of redemption, of making mistakes, losing oneself and then finding your soul again after love has touched you. June Carter died in May 2003 and 4 months later, he followed. Interesting to note: among the admirers of Johnny Cash are The Beatles, Bob Dylan, U2, AND! Coldplay.
6. Constant Gardener- Really nice too, but nothing I can be too passionate about. I mean, it does inspire one to care beyond your world, with the things happening in Africa and the politics of UN. It does inspire also to make like Angelina Jolie :) But let’s face it, one can’t realistically do something that grand a scale and so goes the lesson- you can’t help change the world, you can’t help everybody, but there is always ONE you can help.
7. Y Tu Mama Tambien- OMG. This movie doesn’t do subtle. Enough said. Heeh :P
8. Fierce People- Super idiotic movie. It based it’s storyline on a tribe supposedly from South America…and suddenly I could understand what they were saying! They were talking in Tagalog! Nyikes! :P
I love my movie weekends :)
1. Elizabethtown- First of all, I've never been that much into Orlando Bloom. I felt that he was all hype-pretty boy-no substance. But now, wow. The film was a grown up's coming of age, if there was such a thing. For all the hype that quarter-life crisis gets, this one has the prettiest view and has got the coolest soundtrack. You can never go wrong tap-dancing with Moonriver. Cameron Crowe’s film has always been known for its music- think Almost Famous, Jerry Maguire, Vanilla Sky. It has been written that when he does scripts, he also has a notebook filled with all the songs that should go into the movie. I can’t wait to get the soundtrack. Some really good lines: It takes time to be funny. It takes time to extract joy from life and I'm hard to remember, but I'm impossible to forget.
2. Million Dollar Baby- I knew this was a great movie, something that I should be watching at leisure, unhurried, relaxed and not too depressed that I’d want to jump off my rooftop, so never that this is a 2004 film. Sure enough, in the wee hours of Saturday morning, I was bawling my eyes out under the full moon. Hay. Grabe, it magnified all my insecurities, smallness and feeble attempts at excuses for not living life. It (the movie, not me- haha) was sad, yet hopeful, painful to watch at times but very realistic. It tells of beginnings, endings, and every struggle that goes on in between. The story was of having passion, having heart and realizing your dreams- much like the Cowardly Lion of Oz. Of having spirit even while others are determined to crush it, of feeding your inner strength when all else seems to fail and go wrong. And of knowing when to lose gracefully, because anyone can lose one fight. It also taught me that some of the best ways of fighting is to actually step back, but still remembering that stepping back too far means you ain’t fighting at all. Toughness and inner strength doesn’t mean always fighting, being at the top. Its knowing when to let go, it is knowing and choosing your battles. Screenwriter Paul Haggis (who also wrote and directed Crash) did a great job- I liked this movie better than Crash. This movie, by the way, was from one of the stories in Rope Burns, by FX Toole.
3. Pride and Prejudice- Mr. Darcy was gorgeous! Heeh. There isn’t much you can do with a classic, but I super loved Matther MacFayden’s Mr. Darcy. I think he’s even better than Colin Firth, am sorry. Hmm… someday I shall find my Mr. Darcy :)
4. In Her Shoes- very good story, great acting by Toni Collette and Cameron Diaz doing what she does best in a ditzy-blonde role with a proper turnaround. Mark Feuerstein’s Simon character was sweet. I loved him when he was ordering sushi for Rose and he talks about bringing her to this other place and knowing exactly what to get and then he says- you’ll want to eat with me for the rest of your life. My goodness- there’s nothing sexier than a guy who knows what he wants. Heeh :) The movie also featured a lovely poem by ee cummings: I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart.
5. Walk The Line- Reese Witherspoon has long been one of the nicest, luckiest and most talented actresses in Hollywood- she’s got Ryan Philippe and two kids and a great career! I read she was handpicked to play June Carter and her proper Southern accent was really cute. The true to life story was so inspiring, how June Carter really stuck by her man. It was a love reluctantly given since she knew that Johnny Cash had problems but anyone could see they were so meant for each other. Come hell or high water- booze, drugs and the trappings of a rock star lifestyle, she stuck it out with him. Johnny Cash with his emotionally-bereft childhood needed her strength and June Carter is one woman of strength who also followed her heart. It was a wonderful story of redemption, of making mistakes, losing oneself and then finding your soul again after love has touched you. June Carter died in May 2003 and 4 months later, he followed. Interesting to note: among the admirers of Johnny Cash are The Beatles, Bob Dylan, U2, AND! Coldplay.
6. Constant Gardener- Really nice too, but nothing I can be too passionate about. I mean, it does inspire one to care beyond your world, with the things happening in Africa and the politics of UN. It does inspire also to make like Angelina Jolie :) But let’s face it, one can’t realistically do something that grand a scale and so goes the lesson- you can’t help change the world, you can’t help everybody, but there is always ONE you can help.
7. Y Tu Mama Tambien- OMG. This movie doesn’t do subtle. Enough said. Heeh :P
8. Fierce People- Super idiotic movie. It based it’s storyline on a tribe supposedly from South America…and suddenly I could understand what they were saying! They were talking in Tagalog! Nyikes! :P
I love my movie weekends :)
Friday, October 06, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
maybe
your words
should hold no meaning to me
but they do
surprisingly,
or not
you leave me bereft, suddenly
mystified but unsettled
and i shouldn't be asking questions
more than answers i want to hear
it is the questions i can't bear
should hold no meaning to me
but they do
surprisingly,
or not
you leave me bereft, suddenly
mystified but unsettled
and i shouldn't be asking questions
more than answers i want to hear
it is the questions i can't bear
:untitled, 10.4.06|2.30 am:
i tried to write your name
with the moonlight
believing that accidents happen for a reason
i am
skywalking
back into the places where i cry
i hide
i see, i leap into
skyswords and fall down into
floorstains
sweet stranger
i can only hope you look into my eyes
and see me
the self that i refuse to know
while all that fades away
from the indigo skies of a sunset
and the rain pelts down
in torrents
i wait.
impatiently.
with the moonlight
believing that accidents happen for a reason
i am
skywalking
back into the places where i cry
i hide
i see, i leap into
skyswords and fall down into
floorstains
sweet stranger
i can only hope you look into my eyes
and see me
the self that i refuse to know
while all that fades away
from the indigo skies of a sunset
and the rain pelts down
in torrents
i wait.
impatiently.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
koinkidink
do you believe in coincidences?
when somehow, everything you've done
and everything that has come to pass
were meant to happen
even if, for a time, you doubted so much
not even a semblance of hope remained
and yet, here i am. these days
living the fruits of serendipity
embracing once again hope
who i once called traitorous
how long should this last, i wonder.
when somehow, everything you've done
and everything that has come to pass
were meant to happen
even if, for a time, you doubted so much
not even a semblance of hope remained
and yet, here i am. these days
living the fruits of serendipity
embracing once again hope
who i once called traitorous
how long should this last, i wonder.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
water, water everywhere...
mindsetting: things to remember
Another serious post:
1. Never take things personally. It is not about you and who you are.
2. You first need to believe in yourself so that no matter what happens, you don't need them (or someone else) for affirmation and to feed your ego.
3. Work-life balance: learn when to STOP. Learn that you can only do so much in one day.
4. No looking back at childhood hurts- these do not, in any way help you and do not have bearing on who and what you are now- these, in fact, have helped you become stronger. These are not your current realities.
5. What is my current reality? That I am stronger, I have been through so many difficult things and yet I pulled through- better and more learned.
6. Remember Nietzsche- What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
7. Remember your purpose- to succeed so that you can (1) help and give back (2) and be able to live well.
What is living well for me?
Simply being able to afford doing what I love doing:
~to write
~to take pictures
~be inspired, to create
~travel and see the world
1. Never take things personally. It is not about you and who you are.
2. You first need to believe in yourself so that no matter what happens, you don't need them (or someone else) for affirmation and to feed your ego.
3. Work-life balance: learn when to STOP. Learn that you can only do so much in one day.
4. No looking back at childhood hurts- these do not, in any way help you and do not have bearing on who and what you are now- these, in fact, have helped you become stronger. These are not your current realities.
5. What is my current reality? That I am stronger, I have been through so many difficult things and yet I pulled through- better and more learned.
6. Remember Nietzsche- What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
7. Remember your purpose- to succeed so that you can (1) help and give back (2) and be able to live well.
What is living well for me?
Simply being able to afford doing what I love doing:
~to write
~to take pictures
~be inspired, to create
~travel and see the world
infallibility complex
Serious post alert.
I totally scrapped my previous attempts to write about my Davao and Laguna trips because it now seemed like eons ago.
I'm in Punta Fuego as I write this (sometime Sept. 26). A bit rainy and cloudy but still enjoying the smell and the sounds of the sea. Being here to work seems like such a small price to pay. Now if only I could get to go and swim now. By the way, Punta Fuego, for all it's exclusivity, isn't all that great. The terrain and the view was gorgeous but the service absolutely sucked. The food was horrible, people moved so slowly and it didn't seem like they were at all used to functions- which added to my headache. Gotta keep some people happy, which wouldn't have been too difficult, had I been project leader from the start. Pffsh...
oh oops...the cute Spanish chef was just introduced to me. haha.
Of work and stuff: I've been to an interview with a foreign but fairly new company and they've been wanting to pirate me for their HR operations. The offer's pretty good and funny thing was, just when I was about to accept, the current company is now offering me a new position. I've always said that any counter-offer would make me feel bad since I'd always think they'd offer it to me so I won't leave. But I haven't given notice yet- haven't even polished my resume and here comes another offer. God naman talaga o. When He answers my prayers, somekinda confusing pa. I bet He's having a good chuckle up there. Somekinda choose-your-own-adventure ito, because let's face it, this is the rest of my life (partly) am talking about.
Well, there's the good and the bad-there's friendships and the possibility of new ones. There's loyalty and familiarity and there's broadening to new horizons. And for both, there's the learning of something new and making mistakes along the way.
I wish there was a huge neon sign that says "This Way, dumdumb!" so I can make good decisions. I only want not only what is best for myself but for what I can do to help my family. After all, I don't only live for myself. Most of all, I really want to be where I am meant to be, where God wants me to be. I mean, I could never go wrong with that, right?
The most difficult part though is consistently letting go, surrendering everything. What with my controlling personality, I still have a long-ways to go.
So, now, knowing all that, do you think am at peace? Hah.
Well, I try.
I totally scrapped my previous attempts to write about my Davao and Laguna trips because it now seemed like eons ago.
I'm in Punta Fuego as I write this (sometime Sept. 26). A bit rainy and cloudy but still enjoying the smell and the sounds of the sea. Being here to work seems like such a small price to pay. Now if only I could get to go and swim now. By the way, Punta Fuego, for all it's exclusivity, isn't all that great. The terrain and the view was gorgeous but the service absolutely sucked. The food was horrible, people moved so slowly and it didn't seem like they were at all used to functions- which added to my headache. Gotta keep some people happy, which wouldn't have been too difficult, had I been project leader from the start. Pffsh...
oh oops...the cute Spanish chef was just introduced to me. haha.
Of work and stuff: I've been to an interview with a foreign but fairly new company and they've been wanting to pirate me for their HR operations. The offer's pretty good and funny thing was, just when I was about to accept, the current company is now offering me a new position. I've always said that any counter-offer would make me feel bad since I'd always think they'd offer it to me so I won't leave. But I haven't given notice yet- haven't even polished my resume and here comes another offer. God naman talaga o. When He answers my prayers, somekinda confusing pa. I bet He's having a good chuckle up there. Somekinda choose-your-own-adventure ito, because let's face it, this is the rest of my life (partly) am talking about.
Well, there's the good and the bad-there's friendships and the possibility of new ones. There's loyalty and familiarity and there's broadening to new horizons. And for both, there's the learning of something new and making mistakes along the way.
I wish there was a huge neon sign that says "This Way, dumdumb!" so I can make good decisions. I only want not only what is best for myself but for what I can do to help my family. After all, I don't only live for myself. Most of all, I really want to be where I am meant to be, where God wants me to be. I mean, I could never go wrong with that, right?
The most difficult part though is consistently letting go, surrendering everything. What with my controlling personality, I still have a long-ways to go.
So, now, knowing all that, do you think am at peace? Hah.
Well, I try.
tribute to fallen trees
casa san pablo,lagunasunset
sept '06
punta fuego,batangasbefore the storm
sept '06
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