Nov 29, 2008

thanksgiving

here's a small list of ideas that comes to mind whenever we hear the word thanksgiving: family dinner around a fat stuffed turkey, yummy-looking assortment of pastries, harold waldorf's famous pumpkin pie (okay, that doesn't really count), pilgrim costumes, and plays revolving around pilgrims and native american indians.

in the philippines it is not customary to hold thanksgiving dinners; at least that's what i've observed. maybe because we don't have pilgrims and native american indians around, or maybe because we're not just that into stuffed turkeys. but what the heck, the purpose of thanksgiving is to celebrate the blessings and miracles we have received over the year. no matter how shitty our year was, still there are snippets of events we are to be thankful for. as it occurs, i am writing with shredded willpower about this topic i don't find cheerful; however, i am trying to finish this with as much dignity as it deserves. okay, let me stop the ranting; let's move along. so, i am pretty sure that the question, "what are you thankful for?" pops in your head. to evade further boredom, in random orded, i am thankful for...

1) the blessing of family

2) the current events that have made me a much stronger person

3) the divine revelation of separating --- no confusion this time --- who my real friends are from those who are just: using me, pretending to like me, experimenting with my unpredictable chameleon-like mood and character, gathering information to use against me and list goes on

4) the generous compensation i am relentlessly getting despite my illogical, erratic and undeserving behavior lately

5) the unsinkable support i am getting from those who love me

... so that was roughly the greater scheme summarized in five phrases. let us celebrate thanksgiving in our own "austere" way(s) of commencement, simply because there're a lot to be grateful for. but, let us not forget that, we don't need to wait for this time of year to come around for us to count our blessings and say our thank you-s. everyday can be thanksgiving. here's one that's worth every second of merry-making: life.

it's thanksgiving, what are you thankful for?

happy thanksgiving everyone!

Nov 28, 2008

guys getting mushy?

november 26th, my siblings and i watched twilight. yes, i watched again after watching the movie with friends in an earlier schedule.

november 27th, i saw my copy of twilight lying in my brother's bed. he's reading it. earlier that day, i overheard some of manoy's REM friends discussing about watching the movie. one went, "bay, mo-tan-aw nata, nindot bay," then the other said, "di ko bay, vampire vampire man gud." then another one rebutted, "di bay oy, romance man, sagul man." then they saw me and asked how the movie went and how it matches the book. they're men with girlfriends; computer addicts aged 20 and above.

i went to powerbooks with loida that afternoon, there we saw two male medicine students inquiring for a paperback copy of the first installment. waiting, they chatted just beside me while facing copies of breaking dawn. their topic: midnight sun. one was regaling how midnight sun is twilight written in edward's perspective. the other one was about to purchase twilight.

today, just before i left the pad, i saw my brother pull-out new moon from my book drawer. at this moment, he is reading it.

when girls read twilight (and/or books written in a female perspective, especially the ones classified under romance), it seems quite normal. but when you hear straight guys talking about it, it feels a little weird. i am not driscriminating; i am not implying that such books are to be read by human beings of the female species alone, i'm not. it just feels eerie; i mean, men have always reflected themselves as tough and non-emotional. through time, they've always projected that masculine, testosterone-fueled side of their persona. and it just seems weird, peculiar for them to open up to a romance story, written in a girl's perspective. you could expect them to read Tolkien or King or other books that're written through the eyes of a guy or of a third party. but through the eyes of a girl who is madly in love? it's unlikely. nice to know that men are becoming softer these days; that they are opening up to the emotional side of women --- thay they're trying to understand that soft spot we have inside us. it's good fun, just a sort of out-of-this-world experience for me. funny, mind-boggling, odd.

Nov 26, 2008

my take on twilight the movie

Warning: contains spoilers. So if you haven’t had the chance to watch, better not read this because I am so spilling.

The long wait is finally over.

One word: FANTASTIC. I’ve never seen as great an adaptation as the movie. Every key event in the book was there, some of the lines from the book were even hashed, and the shot of thrill you get from reading can be experienced all through out the film. Two thumbs up! I highly recommend not only to fans but to movie buffs as well.


For me, the coolest part of the movie was the baseball scene. It was simply awesome, plus, the song "Supermassive Black Hole" made the total a W-O-W. The air when Edward (Rob) and Emmett (Kellan) collided looked so fun and real that it felt like you’re watching it in the flesh. Alice (Ashley) is a good pitcher, Jasper (Jackson) on the other hand looks like a pro. And the thunder and lightning effects touched-up the already amazing picture. The other scene that stuck to me was the part where Edward brought Bella (Kristen) to meet his family for the first time. Aside from their beautiful house, the sight of the cooking Cullens was a surprise. They were really making Italian food for Bella --- how sweet is that? However, it was the kissing scene that knocked me breathless. It was so intense --- in every literal sense of the word. The atmosphere that took the screen and the entire theater was a mixture of passion, desire and the ultimate want (and in a way, lack) of control. And yes, the chemistry was pretty much hyperventilating; it really is true, they ring sex up the yin yang. I also adore the meadow moment and the part where they show up at school together for the first time. I love the movie, so naturally I pine for almost all of the scenes.


In as much as I love the movie, of course there are things that I would have loved to see. First of which is the chapter called Blood Type, where Edward tells Bella that he thought Mike Newton was dragging her dead body off to bury it in the woods; the part where he tells her that he was concerned he might have to avenge her murder. I thought that part was a whole crack-up. Then there are the conversations they have in Bella’s room, more than ever the parts where Bella says, "Can I have a human minute?" Lastly, more scenes with the Cullens; it would be nice if we saw them a lot in the movie. But anyway, the film is perfect as it already is. Everyone was superb; from the Cullens down to Embry and Sam --- they all were great with who they portrayed. They all seemed to be the exact embodiment of the book’s characters. Especially Rob and Kristen, I couldn’t imagine another pair playing Edward and Bella. Kudos to all the stars and crew!


Was the movie as good as the book? The answer is no. Reading Twilight and watching the movie tie-in are two diverse experiences. The book is written with so much detail and fitting everything into a two-hour movie is just impossible. With reading, you can take all the time you want to contemplate the events and run them in your imagination. You make what you want to make of it; you can play the episodes in the manner you require to see them. Conversely with the movie, you have to set your mind to the pace it was set. Further, you make use of the interpretation of the production staff and actors. But as I said earlier, the core of the account was alive from beginning to end. Did the movie give justice to Stephenie Meyer’s work? Yes. It was vindicated to the last rubble. The author herself said she was very much pleased with the outcome. And with the figures and reviews, need I say more? Is it better than Harry Potter? I can’t pinpoint which is better because for one, Harry Potter is entirely a different world from Twilight. The entireties of their themes are poles apart, so I could not precisely tell. Were it transpired that they were generic, I could. Did it meet my expectations? Yes. Zero disappointment. Again, I’ve never seen an adaptation as precise as Twilight. What’s my verdict? I won’t back out with my word, but here’s another one that might keep you up at night (especially if you haven’t seen it yet): SPECTACULAR. So what’re you waiting for? Watch now!


I’ve waited long enough to see this movie, and now that I’ve seen it it leaves me wanting for more. I have to go through the agony again, as I anticipate for New Moon. It’ll be worth it.

Nov 19, 2008

the undomestic goddess

Samantha Sweeting is not just a lawyer, but is the highest law degree of her year and the youngest ever partner at Carter Spink --- top law firm in all of Europe and the world. Yet, amidst her top city job and genius, she feels the pressure churning her life. Making her more stressful than ever; she falls out of balance and makes the biggest mistake of her career. Samantha escapes and later finds herself employed as a housekeeper. She learns things she never knew before --- laundry, cooking, dusting; she is taught to be domestic. The twist unfolds when she figures that she has been wronged by the person she trusted the most back at Carter Spink. Samantha clears her name and succeeds in doing so. Now, her firm is offering her the glory of her job back. Will she assume her dream job and experience its strains all over again, or will she make a detour in her mapped-out life? Samantha decides.

I’ve been Samantha in all the four years of my college life. I thrived in pressure. Aside from my studies, I was burdened with nail-biting extracurricular activities. And believe me when I say they were not just simple ones. They weren’t; really. To summarize the greater scheme of things, I never did enjoy my college days as a student. Instead of hanging out with friends on study-free weekends, I worked late nights to finish presentations, papers, and the like. On weekdays, I’d juggle class hours with other things-to-do and attend class with no more than 3 hours of sleep. On holidays, my mind was glued to my other responsibilities, afraid underachievement will slap me in the face in front of my superiors. Workaholic as I normally am, I progressed further than just an octave and became a nerve-wrack. My classmates would constantly tell me to get a life or give myself a break. I was Samantha, personified; only her in the early parts of the book that is. What with my Type A personality, the day I thought I’d never live to see arrived in a whiplash; and so it came, I blew way out of proportion. Right before graduation, I snapped; and my person was ricocheting revenge at me, demanding the one thing I never gave time for: rest. I realized I was detached from who I am; I have lost my self along the way in those four years. After my board exam, I permitted myself to slack. I owed it to my self.

It will be almost a year now since my coming-apart. Along the way, I have learned, unlearned and relearned. I taught myself the value of things that I once took for granted. I am healing and picking up the broken pieces of the mirror that used to reflect who I am. I admit, I’m still a little confused at the moment, but at least I am catching sight of a blur rather than total darkness. At best, there’s a fogged road and it is much better than the wilderness. I see something and it is highly preferable than nothingness itself. There is, finally, direction.

Nov 17, 2008

entourage

my aunt is getting married. at last.

yesterday morning, she sent me a text message informing that i would be her wedding coordinator of sorts. i was relieved; i was exultant. i needed the excuse not to be in a gown of any kind on the day of. perfect, i thought.

i was never the frou-frou girl, and i never will be. the thought of a clothing, designed to suit women on rare formal occasions, where from top to bottom everything is tailored to accentuate assets, makes me flinch --- shudder, was the appropriate word. plus, the very act of presenting myself in it, while holes are being bored everywhere in my body as a signficant number of family and friends would stare, glare and appraise me is something i do not take delight in. in as much as i do not like gowns and all that's in its genre, i do not like attention too. it makes me uncomfortable. i'd much rather get lost in the crowd and blend in the herd than have the surrounding be aware of my presence. the spotlight is not in my list of things-to-achieve. to quote princess mia in the princess diaries 1, "my only mission in life is to be invisible, and i am good at it". more or less it can be applied to me. the only pitfall is the known fact that i am not the very graceful of people that when i commit a blunder--- no matter how minute it is, i always make heads turn. people notice me in my awkward moments --- not really something i aspire for. so in that manner, i'm not good at being invisible. but i am not a klutz, just so the thought runs that beautiful head of yours. truth be told, some strange glitch in my head has made me absurdly phobic to gowns and attention --- something most people crave for.

so anyway, i was happy and content to be a spectator on my aunt's wedding. or so i thought.

a few minutes after my rejoice, i recieved yet another message --- i was also going to be her maid of honor! horror washed through me as i tried to ingest the news. the awful truth dawned on me slowly, creeping from spine to skull. i was mortified. i could be a reader, i could offer gifts, or attach the veil or cord; of all the parts i could fall into, the most embarassing role came to me: maid of honor. how could she do this to me? i wanted to cry in disbelief and utter disappointment.

but despite all my emotions, i did not throw a fit. this was my aunt's wedding; something very important, especially to her. the least i can do to make her big day perfect, after all she has done for me, is to accept the part. i could not make any excuse or alibi; i could not fake an illness or injury on the day of, it would be very cruel of me. blackly, i accepted to be her maid of honor.

until now, i could not wrap my head around the vision of me in a gown, walking in a long aisle alone, in the most humiliating wedding role i could think of. follow me as i submit myself to a nightmarish event. the best i can do is to cross my fingers, and i am.

Nov 14, 2008

laugh out loud

what a day.

tickets!!!

this morning, i got loida, eric, my sister and i tickets to our highly anticipated, beloved movie, twilight, which will hit philippine theaters on november 26th. it's still a week before the day of and already we are bouncy --- loida and i, that is. we all but screamed and squealed in excitement while eating our dinner, when we realized that it's only a few days away. you know, our reactions are but normal, as means of channeling our excitement go, since we are regressing to our tween years. it's kinda fun, actually.

eric at his finest comedy

for some reason, loida and i laughed very hard at eric's protruding belly while he was talking to a relative of his this evening. we found the sight super duper hilarious. lucky eric was in a very good mood and he never got pissed, even when all the laughing and giggling brought tears to our eyes.

the three of us were still in the middle of finishing our three-scoop ice cream delight when eric decided to go inside the girbaud boutique. loida and i stayed outside, afraid that we might be shooed from the store --- since we were still eating --- which would really be embarassing. eric braved to go inside, with his ice cream. he was in the middle of the store, looking at items displayed on a table. he picked up one, and gestured for loida to come in. she was about to go inside, when a man approached eric and made him go out. eating not allowed. eric's facial expression --- his entire reaction --- was really very funny that we started to laugh again. we laughed our hearts out, and people would stare, glare at us as if we had some kind of mental illness. eric was unintentionally satirical tonight.

all in all, a good day.

thank you eric for the laughter.

Nov 5, 2008

obama's speech

this is a transcription of obama's victory speech. i got this from http://arrogantworm.wordpress.com/2008/11/05/432/


If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our Founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer. (Cheers, applause.)

It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.

It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled — (cheers) — Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states; we are and always will be the United States of America. (Cheers, applause.)

It’s the answer that — that led those who’ve been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day. It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America. (Cheers, applause.)

A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain. (Cheers, applause.) Senator McCain fought long and hard in this campaign, and he’s fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. (Applause.)

I congratulate him, I congratulate Governor Palin for all they’ve achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead. (Cheers, applause.)

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton, and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden. (Cheers, applause.)

And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years, the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation’s next first lady, Michelle Obama. (Cheers, applause.)

Sasha and Malia, I love you both more than you can imagine, and you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the White House. (Cheers, applause.)

And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my sister Maya, my sister Auma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you’ve given to me. I am grateful to them. (Cheers, applause.)

And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe — (cheers, applause) — the unsung hero of this campaign who built the best — (cheers) — the best political campaign I think in the history of the United States of America — (cheers, applause) — to my chief strategist, David Axelrod — (cheers, applause) — who has been a partner with me every step of the way, to the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics — (cheers) — you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done. (Cheers, applause.)

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. (Cheers, applause.) It belongs to you. (Cheers.)

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington; it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause. (Cheers, applause.)

It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy — (cheers) — who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep. It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from the Earth. This is your victory. (Cheers, applause.)

Now, I know you didn’t do this just to win an election, and I know you didn’t do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime: two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage or pay their doctors’ bills or save enough for their child’s college education.

There’s new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term, but America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you: We as a people will get there. (Cheers, applause.)

MR. OBAMA: There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as president, and we know the government can’t solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it’s been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek; it is only the chance for us to make that change.

And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice. So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other.

Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers. In this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let’s resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let’s remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House — a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity. Those are values we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. (Cheers, applause.)

As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, “We are not enemies, but friends — though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection.” And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your president too. (Cheers, applause.)

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. (Cheers, applause.)

To those — to those who would tear the world down: we will defeat you. (Cheers, applause.) To those who seek peace and security: we support you. (Cheers, applause.)

And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright: tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals — democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope. (Cheers, applause.)

That’s the true genius of America, that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight’s about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She is a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election, except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old. (Cheers, applause.)

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons, because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin. And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America: the heartache and the hope, the struggle and the progress, the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed, yes we can.

At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
When there was despair in the Dust Bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

MR. OBAMA: When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

MR. OBAMA: She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that “We shall overcome.” Yes we can.

MR. OBAMA: A man touched down on the Moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes, we can.

MR. OBAMA: America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there’s so much more to do. So tonight let us ask ourselves, if our children should live to see the next century, if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time — to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope; and where we are met with cynicism and doubt and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.

MR. OBAMA: Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America. (Cheers, applause.)

Nov 4, 2008

celebrate nov 4th






yeyyy!!! it's victory for Barack and Michelle Obama, and their kids Sasha and Malea; the Democrats, Obama supporters, civil rights activists, and the united states of america. the world's strongest nation has never seen this kind of triumph since the 1960s, and this, by far, has been the most exciting, mind-stimulating, and biggest presidential campaign i have witnessed not only in the us but the world. i am proud that my bet, obama and joe biden, have won the elections. i congratulate senator mccain and governor palin for a job well done in facing the campaign and the elections fair and square.

i hope that filipino politicians will be as humble as the senator and governor in accepting defeat. that instead of denial and leading rallies, they will come up and give their support to the people whom the mass population have chosen. that instead of accusing their contenders of cheating, they will extend a hand and help shape the country's success and change.


president elect barack obama - the first black american president, harvard graduate, editor-in-chief, son of immigrants, of kenyan descent, senator for only one term --- brought himself to the white house, no connections, not that much money to start with --- now that, right there, is one heck of a clean glorious victory.

change we can believe in, change we need.

i am very proud and honored, at a young age having witnessed this historic and momentous event.