Over time, as we keep on doing the same stuff and get the same rewards out of them, situations inevitably snowball into a zone where one always wants to be in --- comfort. A feeling of freedom from worry or disappointment and a life of ease, that is. Has the time for me to move on and try different things for the benefits of not only myself but of my loved ones as well arrived? Maybe. I know it's risky, the feeling of getting out of your comfort zone, but as they always say, each of us must make our own way in the world. But what if I get things wrong? What if I mess up? What if I make a blunder? Frightening, it really is. But if I always stay like chicken and try to stay clear from all mistakes by sticking with just a few “safe” ways, I might miss out on most opportunities as well. Besides, it's not just about ME anymore. It's about my loved ones. "Completely liking" what I do should be the least of my concerns now, shouldn't it be?
Monday, August 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Mama Mia!
If you are a big, die-hard ABBA fan, you would forgive the old-fashioned corniness and sentimental excessiveness of the film Mama Mia. But if you are not... well...
If not for my wife who had been nudging me to watch the movie, I wouldn't have gone to see this flick. There were four main reasons I could bring up on the table. First, there's Pierce Brosnan singing and, errr, dancing. Second, there's this whole who-is-your-daddy plot, which has been resolved now with DNA testing, and is therefore so outdated and deserved to be shelved inside an old library. Third, its being a jukebox musical — the kind of shit which I have never been into. And lastly, it coincided with the showing of the Dark Knight, the hyped film I really want to see in a Dolby Digital theater. But since the tickets we had were give-aways, I told myself that we've got nothing to lose.
That was correct. But hell, I gained nothing, either.
Filmed on a Greek island that needs just a weak earthquake to have a word "tragedy" after the country's name, Mama Mia is a story about an independent unmarried woman who looks like a 'losyang' (Meryl Streep) and her soon-to-be-married daughter (Amanda Seyfried) whose father might be one of the three men (Pierce Brosnan, Colin Firth, Stellan Skarsgard). Sandwiched by a pair of trying-to-be-cool-but-looking-like-a-fool women (Christine Baranski and Julie Walters) with whom she once formed a pop trio whose name I cannot recall. The mother finds out that her daughter invites her three possible fathers in her wedding. What follow are subplots that take the moviegoers back in time when the mother was still a whore in her hippies days. And so on, so forth. Conclusion? It's a boring rendition of rehashed plots which the screenwriter tries hard to fit in with the ABBA' songbook. Which takes me to a question: what is "Chikitita" doing in the story?
Alrighty, I know that in musicals, the music, singing and dancing are more important than plots. But well, how good is the film's choreography? Did you really see them dancing? I mean, really dancing? Or maybe you saw them jumping instead? And, perhaps, tumbling? Did you see the parts when they leap into the water at the end of the songs? What are those all about? Did you even notice how it was a torture for Brosnan to sing? And why does Colin Firth suddenly unleash his homosexuality at the end of the movie without any warning?
Oh, well, I had my moments of laughing, though. And they happened every time I reached the orgasmic state of accepting your fate for two hours inside a moviehouse packed with screaming, Streep-Brosnan-obsessed oldies. Talk about pain in the ass. It was like SOS. Get me outta here!
If not for my wife who had been nudging me to watch the movie, I wouldn't have gone to see this flick. There were four main reasons I could bring up on the table. First, there's Pierce Brosnan singing and, errr, dancing. Second, there's this whole who-is-your-daddy plot, which has been resolved now with DNA testing, and is therefore so outdated and deserved to be shelved inside an old library. Third, its being a jukebox musical — the kind of shit which I have never been into. And lastly, it coincided with the showing of the Dark Knight, the hyped film I really want to see in a Dolby Digital theater. But since the tickets we had were give-aways, I told myself that we've got nothing to lose.
That was correct. But hell, I gained nothing, either.
Filmed on a Greek island that needs just a weak earthquake to have a word "tragedy" after the country's name, Mama Mia is a story about an independent unmarried woman who looks like a 'losyang' (Meryl Streep) and her soon-to-be-married daughter (Amanda Seyfried) whose father might be one of the three men (Pierce Brosnan, Colin Firth, Stellan Skarsgard). Sandwiched by a pair of trying-to-be-cool-but-looking-like-a-fool women (Christine Baranski and Julie Walters) with whom she once formed a pop trio whose name I cannot recall. The mother finds out that her daughter invites her three possible fathers in her wedding. What follow are subplots that take the moviegoers back in time when the mother was still a whore in her hippies days. And so on, so forth. Conclusion? It's a boring rendition of rehashed plots which the screenwriter tries hard to fit in with the ABBA' songbook. Which takes me to a question: what is "Chikitita" doing in the story?
Alrighty, I know that in musicals, the music, singing and dancing are more important than plots. But well, how good is the film's choreography? Did you really see them dancing? I mean, really dancing? Or maybe you saw them jumping instead? And, perhaps, tumbling? Did you see the parts when they leap into the water at the end of the songs? What are those all about? Did you even notice how it was a torture for Brosnan to sing? And why does Colin Firth suddenly unleash his homosexuality at the end of the movie without any warning?
Oh, well, I had my moments of laughing, though. And they happened every time I reached the orgasmic state of accepting your fate for two hours inside a moviehouse packed with screaming, Streep-Brosnan-obsessed oldies. Talk about pain in the ass. It was like SOS. Get me outta here!
Friday, July 18, 2008
Where's the earthquake people are afraid of?
Maybe I should start scribbling my the-end-of-the-world-is-here letter and distribute it through e-mail, too, something like the "chain messages" passed on through cellphones. Many Filipinos believe in this kind of mumbo jumbo, don't we. I should know, this type occassionally fills my cellphone and email's inbox.
"Pass this message to all your friends or you're gonna die in 7 days."
"Pass this message to all your friends or something bad will happen to you in 50 hours."
"Recite Hail Mary 77 times and Our Father 98 times and you will receive the grace that god will give to you in 3 days. Ignore this and something bad will happen to your loved ones..."
Oh, please. I don't wanna hear people always saying "wala naman mawawala sa'yo kung susundin mo." That kind of reasoning makes one's foot nailed on a crap called superstition. I don't know if it's about ignorance or just the way our tradition molds our thinking. But geez, we're living in a 21st century world now!
Wake up! There's no miracle. It's just us and the laws of nature!
"Pass this message to all your friends or you're gonna die in 7 days."
"Pass this message to all your friends or something bad will happen to you in 50 hours."
"Recite Hail Mary 77 times and Our Father 98 times and you will receive the grace that god will give to you in 3 days. Ignore this and something bad will happen to your loved ones..."
Oh, please. I don't wanna hear people always saying "wala naman mawawala sa'yo kung susundin mo." That kind of reasoning makes one's foot nailed on a crap called superstition. I don't know if it's about ignorance or just the way our tradition molds our thinking. But geez, we're living in a 21st century world now!
Wake up! There's no miracle. It's just us and the laws of nature!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Isang nakakapagod na araw.
dahil pansamantalang sarado ang aking munting blog. dito na muna ko magboblog. HAHAHA *evil grin* anyway. sumama ako kay kuya konsento ngayon. (technically speaking, umepal ako. chumuchu. nakisali.) usapan ng una. 12. pero naging 1 daw. ako naman itong si nakikiepal nga. medyo late na dali-daling lumakad at umangkas sa aking ina. na nagkataong aalis. pagdating ko naman doon ay ayun. may iba pa palang adyenda. na hindi ko alam. hahaha. kaya ayun. natulog ako. naglaro. pinagtawanan yung isang naglaro ng house of the dead 4 at kung anu ano. hahaha.
at natapos na ang iba nilang adyenda at nagpunta na kami sa andyendang alam ko. ang anime fair sa U.P. na ginawa ng isang ORG sa UP (palagay ko lang ha) dahil tinatawag nila ang sarili nilang UP AME. hahaha. may entrance fee siya kaya parang mataas ang expectation ko sa event.
nakakapagod lang. yun ang masasabi ko. parang code red sila kuya kons. naghahabol ng mga cosplayers para magpapicture. sayang at wala akong sariling camera at dahil kung meron. siguradong magpapakuha ako ng sarili with matching "weird" stuff. katulad na lang ng tinaga ng malaking ispada. (tandaan sila ay mga anime cosplayers.) ayan ang kwento ko ngayong araw. oo nga pala. 4 hours lang ang tulog ko. kaya madaling nanghina. HAHAHA.
hindi ko rin sigurado kung ako ay nasiyahan o nalungkot. or hindi naabot ang expectations ko. ewan. pero masaya rin siguro hahaha. pero kung magkakataong maulit ito ay siguradong makikiepal ulit ako. at this time manghihiram na ko ng camera. kaya isa na adyenda ko ang pag pundar nag isang camera. hahaha. kaya hanggang dito na muna. paalam.
Pahabol,
Pictures? antayin niyo. kay kuya konsento mangagaling lahat ng ito.
at natapos na ang iba nilang adyenda at nagpunta na kami sa andyendang alam ko. ang anime fair sa U.P. na ginawa ng isang ORG sa UP (palagay ko lang ha) dahil tinatawag nila ang sarili nilang UP AME. hahaha. may entrance fee siya kaya parang mataas ang expectation ko sa event.
nakakapagod lang. yun ang masasabi ko. parang code red sila kuya kons. naghahabol ng mga cosplayers para magpapicture. sayang at wala akong sariling camera at dahil kung meron. siguradong magpapakuha ako ng sarili with matching "weird" stuff. katulad na lang ng tinaga ng malaking ispada. (tandaan sila ay mga anime cosplayers.) ayan ang kwento ko ngayong araw. oo nga pala. 4 hours lang ang tulog ko. kaya madaling nanghina. HAHAHA.
hindi ko rin sigurado kung ako ay nasiyahan o nalungkot. or hindi naabot ang expectations ko. ewan. pero masaya rin siguro hahaha. pero kung magkakataong maulit ito ay siguradong makikiepal ulit ako. at this time manghihiram na ko ng camera. kaya isa na adyenda ko ang pag pundar nag isang camera. hahaha. kaya hanggang dito na muna. paalam.
Pahabol,
Pictures? antayin niyo. kay kuya konsento mangagaling lahat ng ito.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Woohooo (^ ^)v
Hello... patesting ng group blog... nice, we can post our adventures here pag nakapag-EB na ulet... ^___^
Binabati ko ulet mga PUPConnect pipol dyan, unang una sa lahat yung tatlong founders nito - c nyvremzurc, randyblu and Condorhero, LOL sana ok lang sa kanila na makiextra ako dito hahaha peace tayo lahat (^ ^)v
Binabati ko rin mga classmates ko... hello BSIT 3-3 pati yung mga prof ko... saka si Spongebob, Patrick, Sandy, Gary, Mr. Krabbs (are you feeling it now!?), Squidward, saka yung mga friendly friends ko sa BEMANIAX group - hello to EJ, Dennis, Sketch, Maybelle, Mars, at yung iba na sa mukha ko lang kilala hehehe ^___^ bati rin ako sa PUPConnect Admin, hi sa inyo diyan sa matapos nyo na ang coding ng bagong PUPConnect... good luck sa inyo dyan... kung kelangan nyo ng tulong sa coding dyan... well good luck sa paghahanap wala ako maitutulong hahaha peace (^ ^)v tapos ... sino pa ba.. yung mga frequent visitors ng blog ko, thanks.... malapit nang mag-3000 hits hahahaha (oi unique counter yun, promise) tapos babatiin ko rin ung mga cosplayers na nakasama ko magpapicture picture nung TOEI event sa Eastwood nung Sat - hello to Majinbu, Gokou, Gohan, Team Shohoku, One Piece All Stars, Shaider, Annie (yihee!), Sailormoon, and to the Battle Royale Students - good luck, sana maenjoy nyo yung stay nyo sa island.
Anyways gotta get back to the real world for now.. see you all later...
PS - paplug na rin ng site ko... http://www.akio.co.nr arigatou ^__^
Binabati ko ulet mga PUPConnect pipol dyan, unang una sa lahat yung tatlong founders nito - c nyvremzurc, randyblu and Condorhero, LOL sana ok lang sa kanila na makiextra ako dito hahaha peace tayo lahat (^ ^)v
Binabati ko rin mga classmates ko... hello BSIT 3-3 pati yung mga prof ko... saka si Spongebob, Patrick, Sandy, Gary, Mr. Krabbs (are you feeling it now!?), Squidward, saka yung mga friendly friends ko sa BEMANIAX group - hello to EJ, Dennis, Sketch, Maybelle, Mars, at yung iba na sa mukha ko lang kilala hehehe ^___^ bati rin ako sa PUPConnect Admin, hi sa inyo diyan sa matapos nyo na ang coding ng bagong PUPConnect... good luck sa inyo dyan... kung kelangan nyo ng tulong sa coding dyan... well good luck sa paghahanap wala ako maitutulong hahaha peace (^ ^)v tapos ... sino pa ba.. yung mga frequent visitors ng blog ko, thanks.... malapit nang mag-3000 hits hahahaha (oi unique counter yun, promise) tapos babatiin ko rin ung mga cosplayers na nakasama ko magpapicture picture nung TOEI event sa Eastwood nung Sat - hello to Majinbu, Gokou, Gohan, Team Shohoku, One Piece All Stars, Shaider, Annie (yihee!), Sailormoon, and to the Battle Royale Students - good luck, sana maenjoy nyo yung stay nyo sa island.
Anyways gotta get back to the real world for now.. see you all later...
PS - paplug na rin ng site ko... http://www.akio.co.nr arigatou ^__^
Monday, November 20, 2006
Time For Me To Post
Knocked out!!! Habang tinatype ko to masyadong maingay dito sa office, parang fiesta. Syempre alam na kung bakit. Umeeko pa rin ang mga suntok ni Manny Pacman Pacquiao sa office namin. Sigurado, isa sa mga writer dito ay badtrip dahil nanalo si Pacquiao. Hahaha! Ako, I don't care that much. Whoever wins the bout, I said to myself, I stand nothing to lose...or gain. Happy? You can say, because at least kahit alam naman nating "sugal" ang larong boxing, dala pa rin ni Pacquiao ang bandera ng Pilipinas, nakasabit pa rin sa pangalan niya ang pagiging Pilipino. Let's just not elevate Pacquiao to a status above or even side by side with our real national heroes who didn't fight for $3 million dollars but instead died for our country. Let's just enjoy what it meant to have a fellow countryman who shares The pride of being a Filipino in every corner of this world...
Condorhero
Condorhero
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Naisip ko lang. (part 1)
haha wala lang. pasensya na nga pala sa inyo kung tagalog ang mga entries ko. hahahaha (kaya may part 1? dahil kadalasan yan ang mga magiging title ko. at tungkol sa mga naiisip ko sa ngayon.)
napost ko na to sa isa kong blog. pero ewan ko ba. bakit ba ganoon?
may mga taong mabait? plastik? sira ulo? baliw? bakit ka nabubuhay? bakit ka mamamatay?
ang daming mga tanong. hindi mo naman masagot.
eto pa. bakit kadalasan ng mga tao. malas. aber bakit ko nasabi? tignan mo. kadalasan ng may hika. sila pa ang malakas manigarilyo. o mas malala. naninigarilyo ang kasama sa bahay.
oo, sasabihin niyo na wag kong sisihin ang nasa itaas. wala akong sinisisi. ako ay nagtatanong lang naman.
saka minsan. bakit na kahit anong bait sayo ng isang tao. hindi mo matanggap kung sino siya? hindi mo matanggap siya sa buhay mo? ngunit wala namang ginagawa sayo.
ewan ko ba. wala na naman ako sa sarili ko. marahil ay kailangan ko ng matulog.
OT:
jordan. ayusin mo na to. ikaw na lang ang inaantay namin. at kumpleto na. mejo boring ang blog kung ako lang ang magsusulat. hahaha :D randy sulat ka na. :D:D
napost ko na to sa isa kong blog. pero ewan ko ba. bakit ba ganoon?
may mga taong mabait? plastik? sira ulo? baliw? bakit ka nabubuhay? bakit ka mamamatay?
ang daming mga tanong. hindi mo naman masagot.
eto pa. bakit kadalasan ng mga tao. malas. aber bakit ko nasabi? tignan mo. kadalasan ng may hika. sila pa ang malakas manigarilyo. o mas malala. naninigarilyo ang kasama sa bahay.
oo, sasabihin niyo na wag kong sisihin ang nasa itaas. wala akong sinisisi. ako ay nagtatanong lang naman.
saka minsan. bakit na kahit anong bait sayo ng isang tao. hindi mo matanggap kung sino siya? hindi mo matanggap siya sa buhay mo? ngunit wala namang ginagawa sayo.
ewan ko ba. wala na naman ako sa sarili ko. marahil ay kailangan ko ng matulog.
OT:
jordan. ayusin mo na to. ikaw na lang ang inaantay namin. at kumpleto na. mejo boring ang blog kung ako lang ang magsusulat. hahaha :D randy sulat ka na. :D:D
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