(500) Days of Summer

This is what happened last week.

Wednesday afternoon. I received a text message from a friend. It reads:

I just saw (500) Days of Summer! Ang ganda! I could relate to it. Panoorin mo!

I thought, (500) Days of Summer? That’s approximately 17 months. But yeah, I heard of the movie. It was around April or May when E! reviewed it. The review was great, it said it had characters which are believable, the situation could happen to anyone and the way the story was told was different from other romantic-comedies.

But because I don’t really have the time to watch this, I told myself, “What the heck?! I’ll see this whenever.”

Then again by Friday another friend sent a message saying this:

(500) Days of Summer is relatable and moving… Go and see it.

Okay. Second message of the week from another friend urging me to see that movie.

When I woke up tomorrow morning another friend sent this text message:

Nood kami kagabi (500) Days of Summer!!! Ganda ng story, panoorin mo.

That does it. I need to see that film. So Sunday morning I sent a text message to a relatively new friend so we could go and see the film together. There’s isn’t much people watching the film. But then again, there was a mall tour outside of the cast of Patient X. Hmm… Not really into horror films.

Anyway…

The movie was really, really enjoyable. It’s not much of a tearjerker, and I’d definitely say that it wanted to teach something to everyone who saw it. The beginning of the movie has a disclaimer, saying that it’s not a love story. And yes, I do agree (sort of) that it isn’t a love story. We could say that it is just a story that teaches us something about falling in love.

It’s funny in a way that it isn’t trying too hard to make the audience laugh. The way the story was told made the punch lines really effective.

Yeah, I know, it’s really unusual for me to write a movie review, and surprise! It’s a romantic comedy. But I liked it. I liked the way it tells the story. And most importantly, I liked the message it wants to deliver.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. It really is relatable. I found myself in that Tom character.

PvZ Anthem

I ripped this video from YouTube. I'm not really sure who owns the video.

Anyway, I love the video. It was cool and fun. So when my co-worker downloaded that song, I decided to post a link so you guys can enjoy it. But I'm warning you, the quality isn't that good though.

Zombies On Your Lawn (English)
Zombies On Your Lawn (Japanese)

Enjoy!!!

No Surprise Here...

110% Geek

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A simple “Hey, bitch, grab your things cause I’m moving out soon”

A simple “Hey, bitch, grab your things cause I’m moving out soon” would have been waaaay polite. But I shouldn’t have expected something like that from you right?

Check your messages, I wasn't warned when you're moving out.

Please. Wag namang magmalinis, Mr. Clean.

Enuff said.

Crazy

I feel like being crazy right now. I don’t know. Maybe because I’m being ignored. Ever saw a Telenovela villain come to life? I could be that crazy, you know it and I’m not kidding.

I am not a liar by default. Unlike some people I know. And you know what I think would make them weak on the knees? The truth, of course. The truth, being revealed to everyone around they’ve been telling lies all this time. It isn’t important to me whether those people would believe the truth; the important thing is that doubt would be cast upon the liar. Of course my stories would be a hundred times consistent against the lies.

Of course I’ve had my share of lies. And unlike some liar I know, I don’t really care what others think about me. I even had to double take whether the opinions of those people closest to me about me counts, so no, I don’t really care if my share of lies would be revealed. Besides, I’m continually making peace and accepts my short-comings whenever I’m under attack, so my guard’s definitely 110 % up.

You know what’s really crappy about this? I’m extending the hand of peace here up to a point that I look stupid already, but I’m getting insulted back in return. And that drives me off to crazylandia. No one wants that, believe me.

No, this is not a threat. Enough craziness and I would actually get through with it.

And yeah, I’ve enjoyed saving every relevant exchange of text messages I've had. Talk about giving me ammunitions.

So, what do I want? Peace talk.

Actually, getting my pillows back would suffice.

Regeneration

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture

I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-- “One Art” by Elizabeth Bishop

I love Claire Bennet. Sure, maybe Beth Cooper is more sultry and seductive than Claire, but Beth can’t regenerate like Claire does.

Seriously, I like Hayden. And I really like her Claire character from Heroes. Somehow, I can relate to her (no, I don’t relate to her that way; the last time I checked, I’m still not spontaneously regenerating).

It’s just that recently, I did get hurt. Not physically though. See, I have been so hard on myself because someone close to me was about to say goodbye, and I was in fact fearing that we would be out of each other’s lives for good. And to make matters worst, I did something stupid: something so disrespectful to my friend that caused him to be crazy mad at me. It seems that I couldn’t apologize enough. And maybe I never could.

After that I realized… well, thought that I was feeling a bit more affectionate than what I should for that friend. That I was in love. And maybe I was. And perhaps I still am.

And that’s what hurts the most. To know that I screwed things up. I would never mind carrying an unrequited feeling (whatever that is) for him, just as long as I know I would still be able to talk to him from time to time; to have the knowledge that I would still be able to hear from him some time in the future. To somehow feel that I made an impact in his life; and that perhaps, on some level, I mattered to him.

So I was down for the next few days. Or for about five minutes, I can’t really recall. But I found myself teary eyed during those times when I’m being reminded of what has transpired. That a tie has just been severed between me and a friend.

My best friend, Phoebe, told me that I should be used to this. And I know that. That future ties to be would be severed too; that I should be able to handle goodbyes easily by now. And that, it doesn’t matter, really. Like Ms. Bishop said, it wasn’t a disaster at all

And so now, I’d say I’ve regenerated. Emotionally. Maybe not Wolverine fast kind of healing; it was more of a Claire Bennet-esque regeneration. I got hurt, I felt pain, and I just got over it quickly.

To my friend, thank you for this life lesson I learned.

Last Stand

Umiyak na naman ako ngayon. Alam ko kasalanan ko naman talaga. Sana mapatawad mo din ako. Sana nga dumating ang araw na iyon. Pasensya na, wala akong kontrol sa sarili ko. Tandaan mo lang na lagi kong nanaisin na maging masaya ka sa buhay mo.

At... mahal nga pla kita. Oo, nito ko lang napagtanto at natanggap sa sarili ko na mahal kita. Kaya dobleng pagsisisi ang nadarama ko ngayon.

Salamat na rin at nakilala kita. Kasi ngayon, masasabi ko na talaga ng walang pag-aalinlangan... nagmahal na rin ako.

Patawad...