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Vicky Christina Barcelona

  • Jan. 21st, 2010 at 5:38 PM

 

"Only unfulfilled love can be romantic." - Maria Elena

Vicky Christina Barcelona tells the story of two best friends' summer trip to Barcelona, Spain. Vicky (Rebecca Hall) and Christina (Scarlett Johansson) were parallel in most things, except for their stance on love. Vicky was straight-edge, practical and predisposed to play safe or would not dare play at all. Christina, on the other hand, came face to face with the idea that love and pain came in one package. This didn't stop her, however, from pursuing whatever chances on romance were laid before her even when in truth, she wasn't conclusive as to what she really wanted. All these were bound to be provoked and reaffirmed when they embark on a romantic misadventure with the charismatic painter Juan Antonio Gonzalo (Javier Bardem) who, by some reason, cannot detach from his moody ex-wife Maria Elena.

The actors were very much suited to their roles. Penélope Cruz, whose portrayal of Maria Elena won her an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress, was especially powerful in the film, though her appearance was not at all that long. Unpredictable and seductive as ever, she owned every scene so easily, the audience are left craving to see more of her neurotic episodes.  

Penelope Cruz as Maria Elena
 
The costume designers were successful in achieving the laidback look of tourists and artists. The neutral colors, soft fabrics and overall styling complemented each other very well to produce a relaxed yet sexy bearing.

 


 
Viewers are sure to be captivated by the sceneries and beautiful locations in Barcelona. One would not wonder why Spain is among the favorite destinations for those who have culture, music and art as topmost travel agenda. Spanish guitars and Mediterranean music ultimately set the perfect mood during the 96-minute reel .

Though the love triangle plot has become a boring cliché, Woody Allen has succeeded in deconstructing this all-time favorite genre, making it more complex, bewildering and less favorable to a single dogma. Allen has created contrasting personalities in his characters whose lives were entwined in a twisted mesh of love of art and passion for romance. One would realize how art subtly influences human lives; how it can bring two people together and break them at the same time; how its depth can parallel the intricacies of the mind; how it can be the very reason behind any human condition. The corporate world didn't escape a seeming bit of mockery as Chris Messina plays Vicky's smug workaholic stereotype fiance Doug. Allen airily tackles the issue of marriage and its often lack of solid justification. The truth that stability and emotional security are not reasons enough to enter matrimony was aptly implied in the story. But above all, Allen ingeniously liberates his viewers from an austere understanding of love by creating highly imaginative circumstances of relationships and desire.
 
I find the character of Christina most intriguing for the reason that she was an embodiment of uncertainty. When asked about what she wants, she answered in vague adjectives, not nouns, saying she wanted "something different, something more." Fresh from yet another break-up, she enters a new relationship and leaves just as things were already in perfect harmony.

 
 


"She is a mental adolescent. Being romantic she has a death wish. For a brief moment of passion, she abandons all responsibilities." - Vicky

This is apparently a case of borderline personality disorder. Christina reminded me so much of Susanna Kaysen (Winona Ryder) in Girl Interrupted.

Winona Ryder as Susanna Kaysen in Girl Interrupted

Once again, I debated with myself as to whether "chronic dissatisfaction" is truly a psychiatric disorder or just human nature. This had always concerned me for I am presumably suffering from such illness since I was halfway in my adolescence. I know it is preposterous to self-diagnose but it was the only explanation I could come up for my wonted discontent, indecisiveness, and 'emotional promiscuity'.

As for the character of Juan Antonio, it's difficult not to fall in love with him. He was politely aggressive with the flair of Don Juan and the mind of a philosopher. By his pensive views of life articulated in a witty, sensual play of words, he could easily maneuver my opinions to his. I've always had dreams of meeting a man of this type, who would fascinate me with his intense passion for life, love and art, who is not tainted by modernism and who would tenderly conquer my quintessence. Though I'm very disapproving of his 'semi-polygamous' nature or perverted sense of fidelity and commitment, I'm afraid he may convince me otherwise. And he'd do this in such romantic fashion 'coz that's what he truly is: a  charmer. Surely, Juan Antonio was no Prince Charming. But he was that man who can rescue you from emotional retardation. 

The voice-over narration by Christopher Evan Welch thickens the warm, honeyed tone of the film but is frankly unessential. This may be taken as sheer laziness on Allen's part to establish wise scene transitions or an implication of his lacking trust in the audience to precisely interpret his true intentions for the movie. The audience must somehow be allowed to navigate their way through the story. Other than that, Woody Allen has created yet another masterpiece. With dialogues that are amusing, moving and lovely, Vicky Christina Barcelona could best read than watched.

PLEASE.

  • Dec. 12th, 2009 at 8:29 AM

Dear Cancer,

I hate you.

I know you are not entirely at fault. Bad habits and genetics are culprits worth disdaining too. And for the fact that God allowed you to happen, perhaps I oughtta embrace your presence in our lives. There is so much to be blamed for. But I'm asking you this one favor: DO NOT TAKE AWAY MY MOM. Please. Not yet. I still have to make up for every hurt I've caused her and that may take a long time to finish. I want her to be there during graduation day. I wanna see her beaming when I pass the board exam. I want to learn how to cook for her. I want her to escort me when I walk the aisle. I wanna see her play with my kids. I wanna ask advices from her during family reunions. I want her to see me grow up and realize that after all that's happened, she had raised me well.

I'd do anything,

Beryl

Maligayang Kaarawan!

  • Sep. 18th, 2009 at 5:01 PM

I shall be sharing one of my most kept secrets. Since my entry to adolescence up until this year, I wished for the same thing: Inner Peace. These two words encompass all my desires. Now I couldn't say if this wish had been fully granted 'coz inner peace is seriously an elusive companion. It occurs during the most unpredictable of times with an incredibly unpredictable frequency. Realizing how generic it is, I'm convinced to wish for something else the following year. but for the meantime, the 22nd year of my existence has just begun and I'm pretty ecstatic about it.

Surprise # 1:

Witness the creative prowess of Andy:

Birthday Poster

This is one of the things I'll surely miss when I leave CYB. I'm such a sucker for dedications and messages. Anyways, so they all made fun of my age. That's because I'm practically working with kids. I take no offense though. I've always felt old, given my affiliation with the office which can be dated way back in 2005. But I'd prefer the term 'mature'. Haha.

Surprise #2:
H1 Dutymates
NH1 Dutymates

In my 5 years in the College of Nursing, this has got to be the BEST duty group. Unlike others, we look out for each other. Having fun is so effortless with them. And though they weren't exactly the type of people I usually hang with, I adore them and their childlike ways. My H1 dutymates are really kind people. And to prove just how kind they are, they surprised me with a backpack from Heartstrings. I've been wanting to covet this bag ever since I saw a sophomore use it during ward rotation at Maria Reyna Hospital. Lucky me, they took it seriously when I said it's what I wanted for my birthday. Also, they gave me my first musical birthday card. Sweet.

Surprise #3:




Honey bun gave me Rocky Road Cake from Red Ribbon and a gray jacket which I've been wanting to buy at ForMe.
Merci beaucoup mon chéri! Je t'aime!!! <3

Surprise #4:

Something I least expected but touched me like no other. Thank you. Thank you ateh!


As per tradition, I went to the cathedral to light 3 candles.



By 8 pm, I met up with CYB peeps and had dinner at Cafe Laguna.








Ian D. on the other line. :)

Booze session followed at Inilog. It wasn't the best place for blowing candles but heck, it's my birthday. I can blow anywhere I want to (no pun intended.)






Realization: Cakes are best paired with coffee and NOTHING else.

By closing time at 2 AM, we moved to De Kalsada where much to my delight, the topic shifted to music we grew up with. Fun fun fun!





As in most booze sessions, we made a last stop at McDonald's for double cheeseburger.


And so, the 22nd journey sojourn begins...





September 16, 1987/08:54 AM

  • Sep. 17th, 2009 at 2:29 PM

 11:48 PM hi mama ber, happy birthday!God bless you always, i wish u ol d best n lyf- family, health, school career, and self. we're here for u, luv u mama ber! stay sexy as always!mwah  =D
 11:55 PM Senior citizen, Happy, happy, happy birthday! :-D
 12:12 AM Happy bday biril! Shat na! XD
 12:17 AM Yow ber! Ngw8 jd ko 12am para mkagreet ko saimo saun.:-) tsar!hehe. Happy birthday! Yaw kabalaka, dli ka pa tigulang tan.awn. Haha. ;-) ingtz. Enjoy ur day. :)
 12:18 AM MA BER! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! LOVE U! MUAH!
 12:27 AM beryl! happy beerday! haha! ate njud au ka, agay, haha! cge lang, gwapa and young pa btaw tan.awun, ehehe... u enjoy ur day! happy birthday!
 12:36 AM hi happy birthday... ü hope ur happy now.
 12:56 AM Hapy bday be! :)
 01:17 AM Mama ber! Hapihapiberday!Hahaha!Mwaaaah!
 02:02 AM Happy birthday my dear!Ü mwah.
 03:13 AM Happy birthday berber!
 06:48 AM: Hapi burtdey!ü
 07:37 AM Get up, its tym to be happy... :) happy birthday h0ney, h0pe u will fully enjoy dis day bc0z u hav d right t0 be happy... :) good morning h0n, i love you... :) happy birthday love :)
 07:42 AM Hapi bday :- )
 07:56 AM Gpanganak ka karn na adlaw! Aha ka na higdaanan nag.tugpa? Muwahahaha. Ate beryl, malipayung kaarawan. Makuha mo sana ang iyong inaasam!
 07:58 AM Heypi bday be...Mwuah! WaAaAh. 22 nka, mgulang pa dy ka sko. Hehe. Yes!..btaw oi. Wish u more lucks to come..
 07:58 AM For a very special friend lyk you... You deserve much more than a simple call.. :p Pero for nw call ra ako mbuht. Hehehe. Happy birthday beryl. Enjoy diz day.
 08:21 AM Happy bday beryl!
 08:44 AM Zum Geburtstag viel Glück, Zum Geburtstag viel Glück, Zum Geburtstag liebe Beryl, Zum Geburtstag viel Glück!!! Luv ya L. Mwah! :-X
 09:02 AM Happy birthday t0 y0u! Happy birthday t0 y0u! Happy birthday happy birthday.. Happy birthday t0o y0uu!!hehe amping mama bers! Godbles u!hehe aha man ta krn?hehe
 09:03 AM Hapi bday...... God bless....
 09:16 AM  -,happy b-day te mai i wish that u hve a succesful life in the future,. .G0d bless!!!
 09:21 AM happi bday ate beryl!haha..
 11:31 AM ate be!! hapi burtdee!ü
 11:45 AM iam hapi bday.. hehe tc owiz iam, wish u ol d hapines n lyf, haha .. mwahugz. . ü asa man ta unya?hekhek
 12:08 PM Happy beryltday bei..isa kang bayani pagkat isa kang nars na tumutulong sa sangkatauhan,kung kaya't ikaw dapt ay tularan spgkat ia kang bayani.kelangn ikw na ang mging presidente ng pilipinas.....its ol bwt d mayor tats!
 12:13 PM Beryl hapi bday! Panlibre beh hehe
 12:21 PM Badar, hapy bday!ü
 12:27 PM 09-16-09 (Wednesday) Happy birthday Mama Ber!!! :D
 01:05 PM Hapi birthday bingkay!!ü en0y d special day =)
 01:41 PM Hapi bday.! Wish u ol d best, m0r bdays 2 cum, ndg0od health.. God bless nd take care.. ehehehü
 01:54 PM HaPpy b0itd0i mama ber! Weeh! Hahaha! Btaw, Happy happy birthday! Tnx 4 bein a g0od friend.hav a w0ndrful day!hehe.;-)
 02:49 PM Badar, happy brthday! Tc alwys. L0ve yah. Mwah ;-)
 02:52 PM Happy birthday badar! Love you mwahhh tke cre!
 04:25 PM Bing happy birthday!ü
 04:54 PM BeryL! Happy birthday.ü
 05:35 PM Happy bday. Asa ang kaon? Hehehe
 05:40 PM Happy birthday ber!
 05:50 PM Happy birthday mama ber. ü - ninz
 06:24 PM Mai hapi birtdey! Sori wasn't able to grit u earlier. Was so busy here. Anyway, b hopin for u d best n b prayin for ur blessngs.
 07:40 PM te may2 .. Hapi bday .. ü
 08:00 PM bes, senxa kr0n lang q ktxt. HAPPY BIRTHDAAAYY!
 


 I am drowned by YOUR love. 
Thank you darlings!



 

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Alcohol

  • Sep. 13th, 2009 at 12:54 PM


The Classic Manifestations of Intoxication:
1. Your bloodshot eyes become extremely sensitive to light, you cannot tolerate even camera flashes.
 
 
 
2. You feel that familiar and insatiable urge to smoke, undermining your hard-earned "cleaning-up-my-act" drama of almost 3 years. 


 
 
3. You pass out.


4. Your furtive desires reach precarious levels. You swear to yourself you just gotta have him tonight.


5. You wake up in the wrong house.


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Dig Deep

  • Sep. 12th, 2009 at 5:37 PM

In another attempt to become a responsible student, I hung out at Bo's to study for 3 quizzes that shall be given the day after. With a glass of über tasty Espresso Crumble and cool lounge music on the background ("Something" - The Beatles Chill Out), I was clearly having a grand time. It wasn't long until my peace was disrupted when my ex-boyfriends' ex-girlfriends barged to meet up with the guys on the next table.

Now I'm not the type of person who pries on other people's businesses, especially on those of little or no significance to my life.  However, I can't help but watch these girls prove just how much they lacked substance that they throw themselves at men. And they couldn't feel any shame because perhaps they deemed these guys were worth losing their senses to since the latter were semi-pro basketball players. One of these ladies especially hounded these type of men. I would know for sure because we both fell for the same guy. Too bad, she fell harder.

Her presence used to be an annoyance to me but now, I feel sorry for her. She reeked of DESPERATION. Women are often mistaken to believe that dating stars on the hard court is a huge boost in the ego. Sure, there's a sense of pride to watch female fans chase after your guy. You can access dug outs and get exclusive passes in the team's social functions while others would sell their souls for an autographed jersey from your beau. And you actually take it as a great compliment whenever someone says you're the luckiest girl on earth. But in truth, that's all there is to it: flattery and vanity. Shimmer is temporal. Off-court, they will return into the shallow and superficial blokes that they always were and wouldn't feel a tad bit of guilt for bad behavior because these girls have put them on a pedestal. How lucky is that?

I do not know why I feel very much obligated to write about this. Perhaps it's another one of my "feminist instinct override". Oftentimes, women forget about the global advocacy of women empowerment when it comes to basketball players or basically, MEN. I mean, WAKE UP. Let's make Simone de Beauvoir proud. Darlings, do not be blinded by the limelight. Do not give them the privilege to vex your heart. Don't let them get away with their cheating escapades. Don't even think that it's their duty to entertain more than one woman. Don't make silly excuses for their insensitivity. Don't think that their toned muscles can make up for their dim wit. Always look beyond the face, talent, biceps and abs. Always DIG IN. Stardom can make gods of men but it never WILL. 

In fairness to the other sex, I am quite certain (and hopeful) that there are players who are blessed with good nature and the best intentions; players who are not players. Hopefully, it won't take so much out of us to find one.

I guess, what I'm really tryna say is, I don't want others to make the same mistakes as I have.

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I'm booked.

  • Aug. 20th, 2009 at 6:58 AM


For P83, I now own a rare copy of the first German novel to top the New York Times bestseller list: Bernard Schlink's The Reader.

As evident in my previous post regarding the film adaptation, this story had always enthralled me in many ways. Furthermore, I am still very much in love with its main character, Michael Berg. 


Booksale is AMAZING. They have a vast selection of bestsellers and books you cannot find elsewhere at incredibly low prices. You could spend hours rummaging through hardbounds and paperbacks, magazines and planners without regretting a single minute. Never was a time I left Booksale without a smile.

And oh, I bought 3 more additions to my mini library:

(From L-R)

1. TEST OF TIME: A Novel Approach to the SAT and ACT by Harrington Elster

- No, I am not taking the SAT and ACT. I just thought I might be needing this to augment my already-stagnant vocabulary. When you're a nursing student, the Wernicke's Area of your brain becomes a pool of medical jargons. (See what I mean?)

2. Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
- I've already read this during summer vacation at Aunt Sue's way back in 2002. Really, it drove me to tears. I just got to have a copy.

3. Bergdorf Blondes by Plum Sykes
- I vowed never to read chick lits again, or at least until I finish reading all the classics, as my brother had advised. But the cover is just too cute, I cannot resist! And upon reading Anna Wintour's review on the back cover, I was like "If Vogue's EIC loved it, how couldn't I?"

Now, who wants me to be their reader? ;)
 



Battered and Bruised

  • Jul. 4th, 2009 at 2:23 PM

It was late summer when I tried to rekindle my passion for football for the following reasons:

1. Unmitigated boredom.
2. I'm a fat pig and I need to lose lots and lots of pounds.
3. To get my mind off basketball.
4. Playing in the intramurals would definitely make for an unforgettable senior year.

Haven't played a single soccer game for 6 long years so I've returned to being an idiotic noob on the field. Used to play as a striker back in high school and now,  I'm a disheartened fullback defender. But I'm cool with it. With 116 lbs., playing forward is so out of my league. I understand I have to undergo more conditioning and improvement of technical skills, even the basics.

So far, so good. Every practice has never fell short of fun. And how I love the exhaustion! There's so much pride in the huge beads of sweat trickling from my head all the way to my neck. Bruises become marks of glory.

And tell ya, it's been a glorious week for me.





An 'angel' elbowed me last Saturday. My teammate tagged him as such 'coz he's insanely beautiful. We were joined by Magis FC players so the game was rough.

Oh well.
 
 

Alas!

  • May. 16th, 2009 at 6:39 PM

Been eyeing on these since forever!

Finally, was able to buy a pair at a super bargain price. Hurrah

Nike Ronaldinho DOIS FG in Black Sail/Red Earth. 


EYELOVE!!!



I love the quilted look and the ultra-soft kangaroo leather.




Lovin the colors too!


Now if I can just get my hands on
the Louis Vuitton “Soccer” Monogram Bag... [Shyosa!]



Daniel's New Love

  • May. 8th, 2009 at 9:58 AM

 
Danny's got a girlfriend!

Yeah, yeah. I know it's too late a reaction but way to go dan! Barely 6 months after his break-up with (ex) wife Natalie Imbruglia, he's out in public with a 5'9" blondie. 

Meet Louise Van de Vorst.



Isn't she a doll?

Natalie Imbruglia, on the other hand, was rumoured to be dating ex-con Chris Paciello, owner of legendary Miami South Beach club Liquid who by the way, dated Madonna back in the 90s.



Scrutiny time: Who's the gainer and who's the loser?

Natalie Imbruglia VS. Louise Van der Vorst




Chris Paciello VS. Daniel Johns
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Well, winner talaga si Daniel Johns. And I'm not saying this because I'm his No. 1 fan and that I'd give anything just to hear him sing "Across the Night" for me while we skinnydip at the Thala Beach Lodge and I  might even get myself a tattoo for him.



But more objectively, Dan's career has been going uphill before and even after the break-up when he bagged three honours in the 2008 APRA Music Awards, including, for the third time, Songwriter of the Year. Aside from preparing the "right material" for Silverchair's 6th album [hurrah!], he has expanded his horizons by becoming a producer for fellow aussie band The Scare. Many can attest to Dan's brilliance in music. Natalie herself credited Dan for his impressive input in the former's forthcoming album, praising him as a "very clever boy." Yes, the aussie pop star is collaborating with her ex-hubby. Will their 5 year romance be rekindled through this reunion? I don't think so. Dan has reportedly agreed on moving to New York City to follow his 20 year old girlfriend where the latter will further her modeling career. Happy-ever-afters can happen in the Big Apple, after all.

I should also mention that Daniel Johns is in perfect shape,literally. After battling anorexia and reactive arthritis earlier in his career, he's managed to return to the spotlight in an image people thought he couldn't possibly achieve or  pull-off. 


BEFORE                                                          AFTER


On the losing end is Natalie Imbruglia whose career depended much on her emotional state. She needed the divorce so she can follow the success of her chart-topping debut record "Left of the Middle" in 1998 which was basically about a broken heart. During breaks from working on her upcoming album, she's often seen with fellow aussie pop star Kylie Minogue, another lonely heart. Birds of the same feather flock together, don't they?


Natalie also reinvented herself...much to everyone's dismay, unfortunately.

From lovely to tranny:

BEFORE                                                AFTER


Meanwhile...
SEPARATED AT BIRTH:

Natalie Imbruglia                                 Angel Aquino




Dress Decode

  • Apr. 25th, 2009 at 10:08 PM


College Student Manual

Part 4. Code of Conduct
V. Specific Guidelines

C. Prescribed University Uniform

     5. Enforcement
The Guard-on-duty shall exclude students from entering the campus for non-compliance of the university policy on prescribed uniform. However, students who wish to gain entry inside the campus shall be asked to leave their university ID and report to the student welfare and concerns Coordinator of the DSA for proper sanction and clearance purposes.

D. Dress Code Policy for XU students

All students must enter the campus properly groomed and neatly dressed during wash days, e.g. every Wednesday.

All female students are prohibited from wearing:
1. sleeveless shirt or blouse
2. tattered and.or patched jeans
3. short pants
4. miniskirt (more than 3 inches above the knee)
5. see-through and plunging neckline blouses
6. midrift ("heaven") blouses
7. rubber slippers
RUBBISH.


Before anything else, I'd like to clarify that I am not 100% against university rules and regulations. The chaotic world is very appreciative of the efforts of educational institutions to promote order. 

But this dress code...it just seems so askew to me.  Who are the policy-makers? Are they male or female? How did they come up with the code? Were students consulted beforehand regarding their view on the issue? Did the policy-makers bother to provide proper and concrete rationale for every prohibition stipulated in the manual?  Are we given the right to question the dress code or any policy for that matter? Moreover, do they acknowledge our rights?

I'd hate to believe that the dress code was simply created and implemented to safeguard XU's  hard-earned reputation as one of the country's premiere universities. It's disconcerting to think that to be a man/woman for others is first and foremost to dress like one. When they stated that 'students should come to school dressed and neatly groomed that befits Atenean gentlemen and ladies', didn't they actually mean for students not to come to school looking like low-life skanks and bums? PUH-LEAZE. Enough of the sugar-coatings.

If by any miracle this is raised to the administration, sure as hell the rebuttal would be a litany of their obstinate one-sided interference on the subject of DECENCY. 75 years had passed and their hands are still over their ears.

But what's most infuriating are the 'enforcers' of the policy. Yes, I'm referring to the security guard.

 
I TRIED to enter school at around 3 pm, Saturday. I had no class but I had to enter the campus as work was piling up at CYB. From afar, I could already tell she was having a bad day. That or she's just putting up a strict front for a more authoritative look. Anyway, I was calmly reasoning with her but she just looked away and let out a  big "Ah di pwede!" And I couldn't finish my sentences 'coz she kept on shrugging and shutting me off. I approached the other guard and asked him WHY I couldn't get in when the manual states otherwise. He just snickered and said "Kami man gud kasab-an." God, I care for your job sir and I care about you but I deserve a better explanation.

Mano
ng, will you explain to me how a number of girls in skimpier shorts and slippers are roaming inside as we speak? Will you please tell me why a girl in a green halter mini-dress is swaggering inside the campus? And don't tell me those are graduates because some of them are in fact classmates of mine. And even if they were, does this imply that only undergrads are obligated to 'look decent'? If this is about reputation, do you think observant guests are able to distinguish a graduate from a current enrollee? Should we then reassure them that those in a not-so-conservative attire are already degree-holders so they're basically off the hook? And what about faculty and personnel? Why should they be excluded from observing the policy when they supposedly serve as models to students? What are the specific qualifications to be a licensed dresscode violator?

Have some consistency naman. Equity is too rare a commodity in the real world. But in the confines of a school, it should be served aptly.

And oh, may I remind you that:

     - regardless of what model or design, all Havaianas flip-flops are basically rubber slippers.
     - skirts that are actually 3 inches or less above the knee look shorter in ladies who stand 5"4' than those who are barely 5 ft. in height.
     - wealthy (looking) visitors should undergo the same tedious baggage inspection as those in the lower class.

O.A. na kung O.A. I could be overreacting. I could be crying over spilled milk. But to be denied entry TO and BY your school is to be denied sanctuary. And honestly, it's one of the worst feelings in the world.

Realizing that they're not worth having a bitch fit, I moved on and went to the Earth Jam concert at the SM parking lot. At least people there still believed in DEMOCRACY.



NBA PLAYOFFS 2009

  • Apr. 18th, 2009 at 4:58 PM


You bet.

If I were God, I'll make this happen:




But I'm not. So most probably, it'll turn out like this:



I don't care if KG can't make it to the playoffs and Ray Allen can elbow everyone's balls all he want. BASTA, Boston pa rin! :)


 

The 24th

  • Apr. 17th, 2009 at 4:50 PM





"Can't you see I'm a fool
In so many ways?
But to lose all my senses...
That is just so typically me."

So I went on an escapade with a complete stranger. I don't know why. It's a mistake that had become a habit of some sort.

Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe I was lonely. Maybe I wanted an adventure.

'Twas mindless surrender to sin.

And I wasn't even scared. I know I wasn't gonna lose my heart  to this guy. As long as I'm playing by the rules, nothing could go wrong. I wanted to prove to myself that I'm not an emotional fuckwit.

Besides, he wasn't special to me. Sure, I've never dated anyone in the PBA other than him. He was the tallest guy I'd ever went out with at 6'7", and the sexiest too, with gorgeous tattoos on his back and arms. [Yes, he's also the only tattoed guy I've ever dated in my entire life
!] And the last  fact that puts the kabbash on the entire deal? He has a 7 year old son out of wedlock. Thus, I'm very confident that this is not my so-called 'twin flame' I'm toying with. I also have enough reason to believe that he felt the same way. I was perhaps on the 3rd page of his list. And I liked it that way. Anything more than special is something I can't bear as of the moment. I wanted it to be CASUAL. Easy come, easy go. Period.

I must say, I've done pretty well. The tryst was sweltering and undeniably engaging. Then I walked out of the room with mouth and heart shut but lips definitely satiated.

Just when I was about to delete him from my phonebook, he overwhelms me with questions cunning persons would know too well not to ask. He kept on why-ning like any pushover femme would.

It became clear to me now why men leave sensible women. 


Choose.

  • Apr. 14th, 2009 at 3:47 PM



"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin? "
- Mark "Rent-Boy" Renton, Trainspotting
 

Check the Label

  • Apr. 4th, 2009 at 1:47 PM


Strangely, I've been collecting empty boxes of Dari Creme Blends. I like the packaging. The colors are adorable!



Other notable brilliant food product designs you're sure to love.

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And my ultra fave...

ANTI-THEFT LUNCH BAGS

These are sandwich bags with green splotches printed on both sides to prevent anyone from stealing (or at least being tempted to) your delish baon.



LOVET!!!



Cold Turkey

  • Mar. 30th, 2009 at 2:30 PM


Guess who's back in town?
It's Major A Learn-to-Forget.
The bastard had come and invited me to facilitate his nocturnal emissions.

The nerve. The penile nerve of that prick.

But since I'm unabashedly compelled to see him, I've resolved to give in to a 5-minute tryst and then leave for good.

I might have said this a lot of times before but this time, I mean it.
 
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I'm goin cold turkey baby!




 

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Zac Efron VS. David Beckham

  • Mar. 28th, 2009 at 1:31 PM

 
Who is the better Prince Phillip?

David Beckham


OR

Zac Efron


Which reminds me...

SEPARATED AT BIRTH:

Zac Efron and Jared Leto

Same hairstyle and eye color


Same sculpted body


Same Talent (Singing)



If you ask me, winner si Jared Leto! :)





TOPNOTCHER

  • Mar. 28th, 2009 at 12:04 PM

 
 

Friggin' 80 hours extension!
Highest for this semester.
But it's ok. I expected worse.
Clearly, I deserved to be punished for my unruly absenteeism.

And oh. I made a great bargain with Jesus that I'll serve a kazillion hours of extension if He'd let me pass.

Oh well. Good luck to my patients. Haha!


 

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"Read to me first, kid, then we make love."

  • Mar. 28th, 2009 at 10:47 AM



"THE READER opens in post-WWII Germany when teenager Michael Berg becomes ill and is helped home by Hanna, a stranger twice his age. Michael recovers from scarlet fever and seeks out Hanna to thank her. The two are quickly drawn into a passionate but secretive affair. Michael discovers that Hanna loves being read to and their physical relationship deepens. Hanna is enthralled as Michael reads to her from "The Odyssey," "Huck Finn" and "The Lady with the Little Dog." Despite their intense bond, Hanna mysteriously disappears one day and Michael is left confused and heartbroken. Eight years later, while Michael is a law student observing the Nazi war crime trials, he is stunned to find Hanna back in his life - this time as a defendant in the courtroom. As Hanna's past is revealed, Michael uncovers a deep secret that will impact both of their lives. THE READER is a story about truth and reconciliation, about how one generation comes to terms with the crimes of another.
The Weinstein Company "



Yesterday, I watched The Reader for the second time and I still can't get enough of it. Since the first time I've watched it, I've found myself helpless, constantly thinking about the beautiful tragedy of two lovers who had been victims of their country's history and even of their own.

Yes, it's a love story, but not just any love story. Theirs was different; simple yet complex.

I am a fan of fate. But among all tales of serendipitous love, The Reader had become my favorite. It's amazing how in the most random and unpleasant of situations, you meet the one person who would impermissibly change the entire course of your life. However, fate plays a vicious role in the story. It was obliquely depicted that fate doesn't draft instant happy endings. In fact, fate doesn't always lead you to happiness. Fate could put you in and out of misery at any given moment.

The relationship between Hanna and Michael is striking and admirable in many ways. The age gap did not define the parameters of their relationships nor was it a major predicament. Neither of them felt pressured to adjust to each other's level of maturity. If anything, they
seemed to rather enjoy their differences.What they had was a give-and-take; they learned from each other day by day. Another factor which helped their affair fluorish (for a summer) was its secrecy. However small and shabby her loft was, they weren't bothered because comfort was perhaps the least of their concern. It was their very own sanctuary; the one place where they could make passionate love and just lay intertwined, enamored with each other's naked bodies. There was freedom from all the malice and prejudices the world would give to lovers like themselves. And when they had actually encountered unfair judgments from others during their trip to the country, they remained emotionally resilient.



Draped in beauty and mystery, Hanna Schmitz exhibited a power over this boy who saw her as a domestic goddess of sorts. She was bold and hesitant all at the same time. Her words were few and more often than not piercing for all its honesty. Her emotions were almost hard to decipher. There was an ongoing turbulence in her head that she had helplessly tried to conceal by sexual preoccupations and romantic revelry.  Although she seemed emotionally restrained and detached, she wasn't one to yield to her personal inhibitions. She seduced this boy without considering its so-called moral implications. Guests as fine as this boy obviously didn't come very often to her apartment, so why not seize the moment? Unknown to her, there were more moments to seize. 

"I’m not frightened. I’m not frightened of anything. The more I suffer, the more I love. Danger will only increase my love. It will sharpen it, it will give it spice. I will be the only angel you need. You will leave life even more beautiful than you entered it. Heaven will take you back and look at you and say: Only one thing can make a soul complete and that thing is love. " -Michael Berg


It's too intrepid
a statement to be coming from a 15 year old. For an inexperienced adolescent, he's expected to lack a thorough comprehension of something as profound as love. But Michael was proof that love defies age. It was his naivety that had ironically taught him well; to embrace circumstances prior to understanding it. At such an early stage, his manhood had come into full circle, thanks to Hanna providing an unforgettable sexual initiation that's left him rushing from school straight into her apartment for more of that sweet intimacy. She was an invigorating force in his life that had transformed him from an insecure school boy to a confident, thoughtful and happier lad.

One can witness how an initially sexual affair blossomed into a deeper relationship as they no longer engage in mindless sex but intense lovemaking which involved a unique kind of foreplay where he reads aloud to her books by Homer and Chekov among others. When Michael stared lovingly as her lover sat amazed and teary-eyed at the children's choir in a small chapel, it was more than evident that he adored her. And what was more astounding is that during the entire 2 hour-run of the film, Michael and Hanna never said I-Love-You to each other. Not that there's any need of it. They both had ways of expressing their affection for each other. For the boy, he made sacrifices that explicitly showed his devotion to Hanna. He'd sell his precious stamp collections for their trip together and give up extra-curriculars for reading sessions with her.  The magnanimity of his love had even cost him his future. He could have lived a life filled with memories of a stable career and a happy family as opposed to the almost-barren life he's had after Hanna's sudden and devastating disappearance. The scene where Michael lies pained and betrayed on her empty bed in the abandoned apartment was immensely poignant. If you ask me, I myself have fallen irrevocably in love with Michael Berg.

Kate Winslet's performance was definitely Oscar-worthy.
Chris Menges and Roger Deakins were responsible for the brilliant cinematography. It was a breakthrough performance for young German actor David Kross. It wasn't obvious that it was his first english movie. And he's very gorgeous. Director Stephen Daldry did a great job in integrating nudity as something ample and necessary in the film. Eroticism is very beautiful in the film.




Panalo ang Pinoy!

  • Mar. 19th, 2009 at 2:15 AM


Bill Gates organized an enormous session to recruit a new chairman for Microsoft Europe.
5000 candidates assembled in a large room.
One candidate was MARIO DIMAYUGA.
Bill Gates: "Thank you for coming. We'll do this by process of elimination to speed up the process. Those who do not know JAVA may leave."
2,000 people left the room.
MARIO said to himself, "Naku! I do not know JAVA but I have  nothing to lose if I stay. I'll give it a try."
Bill Gates: "Candidates with no experience managing more than 1000 employees may leave."
2000 people left the room.
Mario said to  himself, "Lagot! I never managed anybody but myself but I'm staying. What could happen to me?"
Bill Gates: "Candidates without management diplomas may leave."
500 people left the room.
Mario said to himself, "Asus! I never even graduated, but what have I got to lose?" 
So he stayed.
Lastly, Bill Gates asked candidates who did not speak Serbo-Croat to leave.
498 people left the room.
Mario says to himself,  "Patay! Ano yon??? But I've gotten this far, I have to stay on."
So he stayed and found himself standing with only one other candidate in the room. Everyone else had eliminated themselves.
Bill Gates joined both candidates and said: "Apparently you two are the only candidates with terrific management skills speaking Serbo-Croat, so I'd now like to hear you converse in that language."
Calmly, Mario turned to the other candidate and said, "Kumusta ka, pare ko"
Without batting an eyelash, the other candidate replied, "Mabuti naman. Ikaw?

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