do Nothing

another nuance from our asian history class this morning.

they call it taoism, from china. i think
i'm not quite sure anymore 'cause i was half present during that time, while bugging my poor seatmate magnolia with me attempting to write on her arm with my techpen or pulling her hair.
sounds like kindergarten, i know. only this time it's a techpen not a pencil and it's the tiny tiny hair from a girl's arm not her head.

ten years after kindergarten, i thought about doing nothing too. but for me it's like you add the alchemist and say that the universe contrives for this and that. hmmm
how do i explain this:

doing nothing is not just staying in bed all day or just staring at the sky and do meaningless nothingness. for me, and for taoism [i think]...

it's about doing nothing against the universe's or God's or Allah's or [whatever your faith is, or for me ->] the Big Boss' set plan. otherwise everything gets into chaos.

it's like listening to your guts, hoping and knowing that what your guts are saying is what the universe or God or Allah or the Big Boss is saying. sounds sorta silly, reading what i just typed doesn't convince me it is what doing Nothing fully fully means.

but it sorta sends the message. so do nothing
much like in filipino class about Sitti Maryam and Isa, or what the Muslims call Mary and Jesus Christ.
much like in that sci10 plenary where this doctor shared her story about how she used to climb trees for those rambutan or play in the rice fields or drink the creamiest carabao's milk. stuff i know my kids should enjoy doing in the future. if only we all do nothing...

much like in law class where almost every single scenario for a joint obligation was discussed plus damages, rescission and whatnot.
much like in the 4hour break in between where i was trying to rehearse for my bluerep audition piece and ended up playing simcity at rj's. such fun when my funds were already less than nothing.

much like promoting fyc elections to freshmen for comelec. cute cute considering comelec work is done on only particular moments in a semester, nothing on every time else...
much like our first ads training session about matter and manner. cute cute quiz on current events that reminded me of mr ubod's current events quizzes back in highschool [particularly that coco levy fund quiz twenty nine months ago on a size 2 paper]. cute cute two-minute speeches about anything so long as you don't say umms or you-knows or some other verbal crunches. mine was about judy ann and why she should be marina. cute nothingness

much like improv during that bluerep workshop earlier. games like the oracle and that thingy where you have to pick strips of paper with lines you have to incorporate on your scene. cute cute
much like talent night and everyone doing nothing. even mischel had to sing. woohoo plus the core's performances from sweet charity and avenue q and laura who can sing like queen latifah. i can bow down before them.

much like eating alone 'cause everyone was on their beds when i got home. nothing else but me and a cup of chocolate ice cream and chickenjoy, that chicken i vowed never to eat again [had no fastfood-y stuff for almost five months, if i exclude that kfc chicken i had to eat during the microsoft corporate show].

much like chickenjoy, because seriously there's nothing else, no other deep fried chicken that tastes like it. yum

tomorrow, i do nothing. nothing more. nothing less

lisnin to alicia's diary and marvin gaye and pippin's magic to do, which interestingly calms me down.
sortof readin y tu mambien's cover, i'll finish the movie later. i think it's overrated
feelin kinda blessed. no make that really blessed.

incoheRent ramblings

filipino long tests never freak me out until the results are returned.
i wonder why.

strains interview yesterday was ok. it was loaded with questions and my answers were in circles. eww. my fave question: give us one strong reason why we should not accept you! i wonder if they ask questions like this on a job interview. i know those cool companies ask questions like "how do you print the m's in the m&m's?" or "why are potholes round?"

i used to wish i graduated already and find a job. enzo from bluerep yesterday made me realize i shouldn't.

bluerep workshops were real fun. too bad i can't join this friday's. i have a strong feeling it will all be about improv. waaaaaaaaaa but it runs together with our first long session in ads as a block. it's real good anne and martin are on the same block. plus two of the freshies are from cebu too, cool. can't wait to talk and talk and talk. me speak no good english.
i miss ms tujan and her special way of saying eight and the two nonconsecutive years where she taught english back in highschool.

and i suddenly miss dr. pesigan, may he rest in peace, and english block r33 last year.
enough for now. think here. think now

i'm proud of today's accounting group study with gia and rach and rj. proud.
i'm proud of my psychology groupmates today. lotsa butterballs
i'm proud of 2yc's sample sentral today. lotsa cds
i'm proud of the cab driver who returned the extra money.
i'm proud of my fencing partner's parrying skills. repose

thanks for incoherent ramblings, kri. i know you got no time to update your blog anymore. boohoo for havin no time but i'm pretty sure your being a hermit is all worth it.

i want to design a christmas card or a suit for mea.

i want to sleep but i know i'll only get 4 hours later. crap

lisnin to we dance, once on this island. aug5 at rcbc makati you guys! everything goes to the sos children foundation in cebu!!! do watch that show and help carissa out. i already got at least 8 people who will watch, join the list! just tell me, thankies
sortof readin philippine art in the spanish period. it's this flash project's theme that gia's friend from UP wants me to do.
feelin kinda useful

and Day say

days gone by

thursday made me appreciate fencing more and accounting less. but since i have to appreciate accounting more than fencing, gia and rach and i decided we should do some accounting group study sessions. their accounting exams in UP are boggling their minds as well. might as well get the best of both worlds' accounting.

thursday made me appreciate taco bell more and fully booked less. i was in gateway after class to meet my tito and titas. we were out looking for house stuffs and taco bell's nachos were yum, as always. fully booked is getting more and more messy though and i don't like how they arrange the books. the diagonal cabinets don't work for me.

friday made me appreciate sci10 more and asian history less. this is weird because our sci10 long test asked me stuff i thought wouldn't be asked so i'm expecting at most a C+ and because our asian history prof is very good at the subject. but sci10's long test showed me how our prof is serious with his exams and the shang dynasty showed me how i disliked asian history back in highschool.

friday made me appreciate burgoo more and starbucks less. the new orleans platter in burgoo is something you should try and thanks to my friend coming in hours late, i was able to draw five burgoo scenes out of eight burgoo crayons on one huge burgoo paper on my table, alone. i haven't seen an increase in prices yet on my new fave caffe mocha but this inquirer editorial made me feel guilty out of all the ventis people spend. boohoo

saturday made me appreciate ads more and nstp less. i had to cut nstp again and missed my t1 blockmates once more, i hardly see some of them already but it requires me to wake up at five in the morning, no fugging way at least for now. but the ads intro seminar was informative and i'm glad glenn is sharing the slides online for all of us. i'm not quite sure if ads is the best place to meet new friends though, hihi, but we'll see. for now, everyone looks so blank and nameless.

sunday made me appreciate theater and gawad kalinga and meeting people and helping my highschool alma mater more. b.i.t.a.w. for gk was discussed extensively and rather sappily in my previous post. bitaw is bisaya for exactly or sure is, like when you reassure a fact and say exactly! my world history teacher back in highschool is in manila right now and we met after gk for dinner with other highschool friends and boy scouts. it was fun reminiscing the sad state of affairs in our highschool and the crappy teachers that we were laughing at. also fun was recalling the good points and what we could do to bring scihi back to its former glory.

it was fun bumping on old and new friends. gotta love friends.

more days to come

lisnin to blower's daughter
sortof readin bluerep's plans for the september newbie show
feelin kinda i-can't-wait-to-catch-up-on-sleep-later type of joyful

little town it's Not

what started as just another sunday morning ended on a rather optimistic note.

theater workshops for gawad kalinga's teens started today and man were they fun. so fun i was laughing all the time.

it was held at payatas, at the blue eagle village after lunch and getting there is a sacrifice in itself. but thanks to new friends and to earl's ride, the trip to and from was bearable. when we arrived at the place, it seemed deserted and as if no one knew we were going there or what we were up to. the people there had good reason to be so because we were an hour late. proves why going there is a sacrifice in itself. but we eventually met with stephen, the leader of them teens and so we started looking for a place to do the workshop. the chapel was full of concerned parents in a meeting and the multi-purpose hall couldn't be opened so we used this open space where little kids play makeshift billiards.

and so the fun started.

thanks to pat and wilmark from peta and their b.i.t.a.w. format of facilitating theater workshops, we had the time of our lives. considering most of these teens never had a clue to what is theater [except for the darna they see on tv ] or that some of them weren't even interested at all to theater or that some of them were real shy at first or that some of them were older than me. everyone's inhibitions disappeared after a few minutes. yup, that quick.

pretty soon, yas and gian and earl and i found ourselves participating and losing our inhibitions as well. we were just simply having fun. with games, with each other's unique attributes, with each other. but in between each shriek of laughter was a dose of information that each of us, most especially to those gk teens [siga, they called themselves] learned, bringing them closer to what theater really is and what talents they have in each of them.

pretty soon, yas and gian and earl and i found ourselves running around like snakes or standing like appliances or sitting like french fries or meeting new friends like each of the eight or so that were there.

there were younger and real cute kids around too. sharing their smiles and helping us out in guessing scenes. what was cuter is that whatever we did, they will do too, in their own cute way without really disturbing the workshop.

but even if they did at times with their shouting as they chase each other around, they remained cute and happy making us happy in the end.

all mush, i know. but it totally feels differently when you are there. it is as if you touch each other's lives. sounds real sappy. but you do. you do move and end up being moved.

earl and yas were singing belle's little town little people song while we were entering the blue eagle village and it was true. it was not that big a village full of people most of us belittle. but in every single one of those little kids mimicking our moves, every single teen doing theater stuff, every single mom checking her daughter's hair and sharing her restroom with me, was a spark.
i spark that was devoid of pretense and full of promise.

you enter that village and you hope every other village gives you the same feeling. maybe others are a lot cleaner or a lot more decorated or a lot more grandiose but it all boils down to that unique spark. little it may seem, it sure is one spark i wish i encounter every week.

one spark that ignites into better better things.

lisnin to masquerade! from the phantom, for the nth time now
sortof readin bir's e-tin services
feelin kinda amused with life and self. i want to steal some covers, share some skin 'cause it is a sunday evening and rain is falling. woohoo

yawninG for more

finally finished two long problems for accounting.
accrual basis vs cash basis
accumulated depreciation and accrued expenses
and did i say long?

but it is worth the pain in the neck and the many pieces of paper used because my grades don't look so good lately. not at all
close to mediocre even.
tssssss

gotta get more notes for fil, more readings for history, more cases for law, more worksheets for psych, more paradigms for sci10, more ledgers for accounting
whew

while my acads aren't doing good
my orgs-ing ain't doing bad

i'm now in part 3 of 4 for strains[org dev't], got in ads [debate], doing workshops at bluerep [musical theater], teaching teens at payatas [gawad kalinga], helping out in lex and mea [course orgs], volunteered for comelec and coa and 2yc [election and student gov't stuff].

i do pray i keep the momentum on all of these till the whole year.
thank God for pressure.

lisnin to la la la la la la la la la means i love you - prince, mercy mercy me - marvin gaye
sortof readin everybody's favorites on the cartoon bank
feelin kinda groovy baby and sleepy. yawn

a few reminders

a quarter to 3am. just got home from rach's treat at eastwood
lotsa fun

was alone yesterday morning so i was listening to lotsa songs real loud. singing and talking and laughing all by myself. also reaching other hints of civilization through this very pc. cute

then went to rj's, played simcity for hours. while they were preparing. a sim-ple game i loved playing back in highschool.
then went to eastwood and looked around for t-backs and stuffs that would humiliate not only rach but also our descendants.
then went to dencio's. dencio's at eastwood has real bad service. except for aye who took our order and prepared our table. everyone else hardly smiled and it would take four calls before they'd give you water or an iced tea refill. but the food, as always in dencio's, was good. so good i finished more than one cup of rice.
then went to play old school games, games we used to play back in cebu when we were still in gradeschool, like car racing or shooting small balls, hitting drums with sticks, air hockey, street fighter, many more.

everything i basically did was reminiscent of something in the past,
everyone i spent the day with was reminiscent of good things in the past,

makes me miss cebu more
and friends who weren't there earlier [py, mandy, rogie, lani, jb, marian, ariel, many many more]
and food not even dencio's could serve or equal in taste [harbor steamed rice/rice in a cup with pork or beef stew on top, hanging rice/pusu, larshan barbecue, anita's mongo bread, ding qua qua hakao, shangri-la brazo]
and places i'd never find here in manila [crossroads, mactan, cheavers, ayala center cebu jeepney terminal]
and times i can only remind myself of.

sigh
smile
sleep

lisnin to Usher, John Legend
sortof readin bluerep team mktg ad
feelin kinda thankful, for everyone's company, health and smiles.

always seems right, always seems cute

meet calvin and hobbes

lisnin to u2, sting, verve pipe, matchbox20
sortof readin live8 stuffs
feelin kinda surprised at things

musicology

but they come true when i'm near you betcha my golly wow

ofcourse quid pro quo you're expected

my baby don't care for shows for clothes my baby just cares about me

i've been tryin really hard baby to hold back these feelings

i did not live until today how can i live when we are parted

somethin' happened along the way yesterday was all we had after the love has gone

no message could have been any clearer take a look at yourself

you know we gotta find a way to bring some lovin' here today

all i'm askin is for a little respect when you come home just a little bit

just thinking of you and the way you look tonight

heard it through the grapevine not much longer will you be mine

tell you something i wanna hold your hand let me be your man

no one but me and you i won't tell i will keep just think of me

the more i get of you stranger it feels you remain

gonna let you know what you can do with my love let's groove tonight

mercy mercy me things aren't what they used to be

'twas grace that taught my heart to feel that brought me safe as far

ooh that dress so scandalous shakin' that thing with the look in your eye so devilish let me see that thong

don't go chasin' waterfalls i think you're movin' too fast

think about what you're trying to do to me let your mind go, let yourself be free

well I know that the boogaloo is out of sight but the shingaling’s the thing tonight

we have been blessed you and i how in the light of one night did we come so far

if you need me call me don't worry baby i'll be there in a hurry

i wait until i saw the sun i left you by the house of fun when i saw the break of day wish that i could fly away my heart is drenched in wine

in your eyes i could see another chance cause i love you baby love you baby

what a wonderful phrase ain't no passing craze

each day on my window i say to myself you're such a lucky guy

how many can you name?
lisnin to all that sassiness
sortof readin my mind
feelin kinda musical-ish.

end it all with
agua de beber
water to drink

maybe Maybe

the mrt elevator doors needed a little pushing at its sides today, so that they would close and eventually carry us up and so we could move on with our lives.
maybe that's what this country needs right now, a little pushing.
or maybe we pushed it too much.
maybe

my 2yo cousin miggy further proved earlier that he can distinguish what is dirty and what is not. whenever it is, he speaks [in an adorably cute fashion] eww eww eww. like when bits of cereal would fall on the floor or when this bentonite clay is on my face.
cute

my tita just informed me, my grandfather has spinal stenosis. it means his spinal canal is narrowing. he may need a laminectomy.
crap

i don't want to lose another grandfather in just three months. we lost tatay thanks to liver cancer just months ago and i don't want my mom to get real worried again. she tends to be real obsessive about medication and everything when someone is sick and she does not need that distraction right now. not now, puhleez.
crap crap

lolo will be fine. i know i posted it here before that tatay will. just weeks before he died.
clap

but dying ain't so bad.
clap clap

and oh, would like to share this neat spot in the web i found last weekend. they call it justcurious, so when you're curious you just ask away.
i asked "does it matter?"
clap

and i got tons of replies including:
"Nothing Really Matters - Madonna" from the united states
"Definetly, or would anyone ask a question if it did not?" from germany
"of course" from mexico
"If we truly believe in the ontoligical nature of this answer, then the answer is definitely 'who cares.'" from the united states
"Nothing matters, except maybe ..." from belgium

i love maybe. just add it to any word you say and you don't have to be held liable for it,
maybe

lisnin to "could you be... it's plain to see" -Prince, who's your most beautiful?
sortof readin what spinal stenosis really is
feelin kinda hopeful, maybe

no Kidding

nothing fancy.
one kid wiping all the passengers' shoes on the jeepney. real short girl on gray shirt
two kids bringing two younger kids home from school. fat boy with younger, real thin boy who was real happy he found a five-peso coin on the jeepney seat and long-haired girl with younger, real short girl on white blouse and navy blue skirt
one kid crying at the overpass. real short girl on green and yellow striped shirt
one kid complaining about her ice cream. short girl with green skirt uniform
one kid staring at me while i was behind the tricy driver. fat boy on school uniform
one kid lying on the floor by the receptionist's desk waiting for her yaya. short girl on red pants

our state's debt was reduced by $1,400,000,000 [march04-march05]. 1.4 billion dollars. not bad

anyhoo, returned home from payatas yesterday. yas and i were there to recruit teens for gawad kalinga's theater workshop. we found lots, real interested lots. but we had to change the schedule from saturdays to sundays. which means my next six sundays would be full, full of going to and from payatas. it takes time to reach the place, but it sure is worth it. the smiles of the kids there are far from pretentious. not at all

other ateneans were there too. met new friends like mel, vanna, jen4x, matrix and lots. it was fun seeing them sacrifice their whole sunday for these people. we just went there after 1 so we didnt really sacrifice a lot. more good news to come from payatas! more good news to share!

also heard there's going to be one huge build at gabaldon on july 30. i so wish i can go there! i'm looking around for friends who would wish to go there with me. so far i found two! woohoo
adventure

today
was painfully hot. and hungry
i ate lunch at around 4. cello's donuts, cheese and honey glazed.
only stuff ingested before that? a bowl of koko krunch and milk at 6am.

but my classes were fun, except the fil quiz and the oh-my-geezer-it's-that-fugging-paradigm-word-on-the-board-again sci10 class.
which means that the this-civilization-was-so-hygienic-they-had-public-and-private-baths asian history and the due-and-demandable-but-incurred-no-delay-in-pure-obligations law21 were the only once that were real fun. also had to cram my ads essay in between.
nice day

then had a haircut at bruno's. but i disappointed a friend when i was at shang. we're okay now. hihi my bad.

and oh, it is squidward not squidwert. thanks py and my bro kit
and oh, buddhism maybe, scientology no no no. thanks maan
and oh, my mom did something real sweet today, me love her. thanks ma

lisnin to John Legend's Ordinary People, etc.
sortof readin psych slides for tom's long tests
feelin kinda i-need-lotsa-rest sort of tired.

some Digressions

spongebob turned into a snail today. so did squidwert.

the arrow in fedex's logo was done on purpose, i thought i just saw it by chance before.

miggy thinks the dolphin on my shirt is nemo.
gloria is not resigning.
my nightlife is all about sleeping, for two weekends now.
some trader bought $12million worth of shares by mistake.
the starbucks siren is now less naughty.

has the world gone mad? nope.

met with yas yesterday for gawad kalinga's theater workshop. turns out peta is helping out through ju. we talked about everything we need for the 5-saturday workshop for the teens in payatas. it's gonna be fun!

we're recruiting participants at the site tomorrow. i wonder how it would turn out. i do hope i find something to write about. i owe gk's news bureau an article. everyone thinks the philippines ran out of good news. but there is still gawad kalinga. there is still this opportunity to make positive change, at least to those who most deserve it.

met kae also yesterday at eastwood. i had to transfer some accounts from equitable to bpi, both in libis, for my tito and my mom and it turns out that kae was free too. so we decided to eat lunch together. oh my how i miss the place. lots of new places in eastwood. the music store there is selling cheap original dvds too. and they've got this mist-blowers now or whatever you call them that keeps the whole place a lot cooler.

it's been a long time since i last talked to kae. we talked about school and how thames transferred from eastwood to a place nearby. she's going to australia after a year and she's doing great with her course. she's from cebu too, but we never met there. we only got acquainted when we both volunteered for eastwood's church, which is almost a year ago, when the shuttle was still airconditioned and when the ongoing construction still wasn't that dusty and when thames was just across the alley from the condo and when e.rodriguez' traffic jams lasted for hours. time flies.

it's been a long time since i went to church. funny how i think of becoming a jesuit or a buddhist or visit a scientology church all at the same time. i just don't like it how the catholic church think's its the only way, correct me if i'm wrong.

looking forward to a new week.
and oh, blueRep has a blog.

spongebob, squidwert and gary were meowing all night that patrick had to throw a shoe at them to shut them up. squidwert fell of the roof but they didn't shut up.

lisnin to korina sanchez, their special report on gloria's crisis. enough already
sortof readin albert vs. university publishing case on reciprocal obligations and rescission
feelin kinda tired. of waiting. but i will keep on waiting, mr. navorksy did in the terminal. i just don't know for how long....

counting A's

accounting is tedious.
real tedious.
and the fact that they use real stupid names like proprietor Camy Caze or Ayaw Ma Balance doesn't help.

but the in/famous Ibarra was right when she said screw carelessness! all my life i always thought that if i wasn't careless here if i was more careful there, my grades would have been much better. but on the preface to this accounting workbook of ours that she wrote she stated that you can never be careless in life, why be careless in a quiz? i blamed carelessness more often than i blamed myself for all the Ds and Fs i got in math18 and 21. mediocrity that i should be solely accounted for. only me

yeah, i read the preface. wahihi. and today was the day of our first long test in accounting. not that bad, not good either. 'cause accounting is tedious. real tedious. till around 9pm. three hours of t-accounts, balance sheets, general journals, trial balances. but im not complaining.


arrogant, i am.
that's what i admitted today when someone asked me if i thought i was.
are you arrogant? yes, yes i am.
saying yes makes me arrogant.
saying no makes me more arrogant.

my dad always reminded me never be too humble, cause that is being arrogant. maybe i wasn't humble at all. reflect, i shall.


asshole. you go around thinking you've got lots of friends but at the end of the day you wish you were literally an asshole, at least assholes know that sooner or later they'd get filled up with stinky shit. it felt real empty on the ride home, staring at nothing, trying to feel numb and insensitive and carefree.

it wasn't that bad. i was just complaining to God and to myself, why i think i give too much just to make something work. i give too much? do i even give anything at all? is there even any thing to give?

but certain people have certain things in them that move you in certain ways. just when you thought you were a complete asshole. they tell you they love you, twice, in one single moment.

i have a girl friend who feels like she's the boyfriend in their relationship. i thought the guy was weird. i'm having second thoughts now.

boohoo, since when did girlfriend/boyfriend hold specific roles in a relationship anyway? im not complaining. maybe in a few days i will...


a-choo. caught someone else's colds virus yesterday. i had to take no-drowse tablets for it. thanks to its anti-sleeping powers, i had to take a nap at jobo's before accounting class. naps are good. i've been catching more of them lately. my appetite back in grade school is coming back lately too. im not complaining. maybe after a few pounds i will.

woohoo. wish me A!

lisnin to Marvin Gaye's Too Busy Thinking 'Bout My Baby
sortof readin various groups' stand on gloria
feelin kinda full, empty no more. smile

my pLeasant theory

i had many "theories" when i was younger. one was that if i started my day far from pleasant, it always ends pleasantly.

turns out that theory worked for this day.

it started unpleasant. it was 1am and i was feeling low, sharing my thoughts with a friend about another friend and why i was feeling low. for an hour, real sad. but sharing always works for me and little by little i was feeling better.

around 2am or so, i finished hotel rwanda. i posted earlier that i wasnt able to see the last parts, i did so end felt even better. i'll watch it again sometime and then i'll decide if i'll keep it in my list [you guys watch it and tell me what you think, so worth your time!].

then i hit the sack around 3, woke up 3 hours later with a bowl of cereal. looking forward to our fil report on hudhud and our asian history class. all classes turned out real fine. learned stuff in law21, my catching up on the readings last saturday really helped 'cause i was caught off guard at the start of the class with this question i failed to really answer. but my prof is great, he helped me answer his question. but still felt slightly embarassed 'cause he asked us to prepare for that question last week. but thanks to last saturday, i was able to discuss the syquia vs. court of appeals and manila memorial case which was originally scheduled to be tackled on wednesday. good thing. i pray all these classes turn out fine throughout the sem.

org recruitment week also started today, joined a number of orgs and it was great seeing people join bluerep. i certainly feel more org-y now than last year. i pray all these orgs turn out fine throughout the year.

went home earlier than usual. but passed by shang first to add more holes to my belt. and i was surprised when they told me it had no fee, they bored holes in my belt for free. woohoo. also found out that there's a new branch for powerbooks in shang. and that new nike store which i visited before got lotsa cute color combos too.

as of today also, i now have a new coffee fave- caffe mocha. marshmallow mocha comes close. a cup of coffee never fails on a rainy day.

it always ends pleasant.

lisnin to Alicia Keys' Diary, John Legend's Ordinary People, and The Feather from Forrest Gump
sortof readin time mag articles on china, globalization and the crap our country is in
feelin kinda blessed. i pray to send my thanks.

past Forward

four movies. twenty two hours. two parties. twelve highschool friends. three law21 case readings. one karL.

kinda sad really.

there's a post-prod party for bluereppers right now at gigo's in alabang.
there's also a post-birthday dinner thing for erika at gerry's in libis.
there's also me sleeping, sitting, typing, really by myself at home.

it was my choice to stay, get some rest. be anti-social. i also am tryin not to spend, not that the gatherings above need much money. i felt like i should stay, talk to myself, catch up on law21 readings, and take a nap in between everything.

so since around midnight last night, i was also catching up on movies i missed, right after mr80%'s last show [which was a blast by the way, foh had to sell standing room tickets at 50pesos. woohoo].

the interpreter. nicole kidman looks great even when she's freaked out or when she speaks a totally new language or when her brother just died. the movie speaks a lot about diplomacy and makes me proud i'm a pacifist. it aint the best sean penn movie, it aint the best nicole kidman movie, sure is one of the best u.n movie. at least for me. and just when you think kofi annan can't make any difference in this world.

madagascar. i heard it's a movie for kids but when i heard the monkey call the other monkey a fucking monkey, i had to check the unreliable subtitles [no to piracy]. the lemurs and the penguins and the hippo and the giraffe were cute. the lion and the zebra and the penguins were annoying. and the granny who was brave enough to hit the lion was annoying too. the makers of shrek never did anything better than shrek.

hotel rwanda. wow. and to think i wasn't able to see the last 20 minutes of the movie [no to piracy, wahehe]. i sure now know why i cried for braveheart- because hotel rwanda was to be shown only a decade later. i hate going mushy for movies but this one made me shed some tears. damn. the whole world can do great things after a natural disaster, but when it's political or religious, we shut up and become real cowards. i mean i laud all tsunami efforts and i admit i can be a coward myself but i thought we learned a lot from whatever happened to the jews. ohwell.

the terminal. saw this a year ago already. real light and oftentimes funny. it may never happen in real life for sure but if someone can build that huge an airport just for one movie then nothing is impossible. i watch movies that i think i like over and over and i re-judge them after and assess if i still like it. one criterion is if i realize something new after re-watching it. for this one, i had to think if tom hank's character was flat or round. really flat or really round. hmm... and i must say catherine zeta-jones is one of my earliest visions of an ideal woman. ya

and i move on as things [these movies, "diligence" and "negligence" from my law21 readings, greeting somebody for her birthday, catching up on your highschool friends, lots of highschool friends] move and unmove me. tomorrow i wake up

lisnin to this playlist that contains but five songs [Hale's The Day You Said Goodnight, A Key's Diary, Prince's Musicology, Miss Saigon's Please and N.E.R.D.'s She Wants to Move], my fave songs as of the moment, theyve been replaying for the nth time now. nice
feelin kinda in a reminiscin mood. past acquaintances, past gatherings, past verbal exchanges, past past past.