life's an apartment for Rent

leo was right, Rent can make you cry. i didn't, but the story's ending so moved me. the movie was still better than just listening to the soundtrack but i know it's way better on stage. i better catch it on stage. because what i think was wrong with the movie was that it didn't seem real at the seams, transitions from scene to scene felt weird and stupid. that the characters were walking around new york most of the time didn't help either.

catched it earlier at greenbelt with krikri, ynna and pao. all good people and two of them are having a taste of corporate manila tomorrow. pao, meanwhile, will be working with some of us in sanggu for certain procedures for next year's sectorals, also tomorrow.

but let's say there is no future, there is no past for a moment and talk about
today.
today i felt real fortunate walking around shang with songs from musicals on the background being sung by trumpets talents including red.
today i realized i could die anytime and not worry about it.
today i had chinese cuisine both for lunch and dinner with yang chow rice on both meals.
today i found out i still could learn new things from management consultants no matter how stupid their english could be like firefighting or coevolving through harvard business review paperbacks.
today i tried letting go and am slowly accepting the fact that i should do so more often.
today i confirmed i like jack johnson's music and his banana pancakes is good. so is bonnie bailey's long-heard-of ever after.
today i looked at the temporary-ness of things. the very word rent implies it. so does the movie.eisenhardt and galunic's idea of co-evolving requires it.
today was about today

and that every today is for lease. for rent.

lisnin to Rent's Tango Maureen. mark cohen is now on my list of dream characters to portray. the opposite of war isn't peace, it's creation.
sortof readin filemon mamon for this summer's hope reading program.
feelin kinda ready