Of Home and Of creating a whole New Book.

It's almost lunch now and I am waiting for my mom to get back home with lunch. It's been a while since somebody actually prepared food for me. I mean that's one of the disadvantage with working away from home: no mom to actually prepare the table for you. Funny, you'd never even mind hearing your mom's nagging. You'd even thought that you actually kind of miss that.

That and the never-ending fight/bantering of my younger bro and sis, a box full of my mom's Korean DVDs, FM statics's Tonight playing in the background from my older bro's battered looking guitar and the smell of my oldest bro's body mist body spray. Perfect signs that yes I am really finally home.

This is my 3rd day back here. So that makes it my 2nd to the last day of short-live vacation. That sounds sad but just like what they say, better than never. I never had a plan of going home this month but it's my younger bro's graduation so yeah, you can say that I'm trying to play the good-ole-sister-role and all. Sounds grand but yeah, I'd like to think that I really am.

It's been good so far. I met up with my gang last Sunday which was really great. Yeah, we do get updates from Facebook and Twitter and emails but of course talking and chatting physically is still the best. I miss those girls a lot. They make things easier to assess. All you need to do is to say a word or two like Cheese and Astroboy and they'd know exactly what to say next. Not to mention that they too can be brutally frank. They are like my left-tackle: always protecting my blind side.

Then I spent the next day watching movies with my siblings at home and also went out to watch How to Train your Dragon, then some dinner and desserts with family and my best friend. Too many things to do, Too little time. One can't help but to feel that way. But then you try not to think about that too much. You try to live with now and cherish it. But yeah, maybe I am just feeling a little melodramatic today.

I've said time and again that I love staying in Cebu and I love my job and work is pretty much the only thing that keeps me going on back there. And that the only downside is me again living away and alone from my family. Can you count that as an occupational hazard? Haha. Probably. Too much independence can bring depression and there by can hazardous for your brain's health. Maybe I must ask my boss for a raise. =p

But right now I am home. Camping in my brother's room and there's really nothing much to ask for. Maybe an extension? Or can I stay here again for good? =)

Haha. Not now of course. Maybe soon.

Maybe that'll be part of all this New Book thing. But then again: Chances are only what we make them. Nothing lasts forever. No matter how it feels today.

And today, I am contented. And happy. A little sad. But still more of happy nonetheless.

And all that's all I need .

Trip lang kung baga.

I am really not good with video editing so this is the best that I can do. =p

Me and some of my office friends are scheduled to perform for our monthly Birthday Bash celebration in the office. Theme is graduation so we opted for Nikki Gil's Glowing Inside (Vaseline Jingle). lol

It was fun.

Here's a video of our recent practice. The guitarists are on foot. The pianist was wearing shorts and the vocalist is the cameraman as well? Errr---- just see for yourself.XD

So see yah there! Food food food.^_^

Three Weeks with my Brother

I had always been a great fan of Nicholas Sparks. I've read most (if not all) of his novels. I could say, I could blame him for most of my hopeless romantic ideas.

I will not claim that I like all of his works. Sometimes, when you had already read a lot of books from the same author, you get to realize that he is following a certain pattern and in a way that makes the story predictable and down right boring. As with Sparks' case, I usually find his works easy to read (like I could most of the time finish it in one sitting) and always, almost, most of the time the story involves a tragedy or more often than not --- death. And in Three Weeks with my Brothers his readers will get to realize why. Why death as a topic is usually part of the plot of his story. And that even a best seller writer like him, do needs inspiration as well.

When I was a kid, I had always had this notion that all authors are dead. I don't know where the heck did I got that idea. Maybe because I was introduced first with the likes of Rizal which of course is pretty much part of history. And I usually think of them as old, always wearing reading glasses, writing over a small desk with the aid of a little lamp as source of light and a chicken feather and a bottle of ink as writing materials. Those early perception of course changed cause of "growing up" and modern times.

Nicholas Sparks of course is very much alive, young and after reading this book, I get to realize one thing: he is the only New York Best Selling author that had read every volume of Encyclopedia Britannica --- twice. Cool!

But seriously, after reading this book, I missed my siblings even more (and my mom and dad of course). If only time would only allow us to spend quality time with each other again. But like what Nick's mom would usually tell her kids: What you want and what you get are usually two entirely different things.

From the title itself, this book is a story of brotherhood. The only difference is, the main character is the author himself. This is the story of Nicholas Sparks and Micah Sparks (his brother) and their trip around the world. But more than that, Nick get to share with us his own struggle as a child, as a brother, as a husband, as a father, and as a writer. This is a moving tale of familial solidarity, a voyage not only across continents but also across time, a journey back to faith, of success, and a brotherhood tested through time.

Still.

It just suddenly hit me.

Or maybe I was just really felling sappy since yesterday. Or maybe it was just because of the dream I had. More often, we are told that our dream usually is part of our subconscious mind --- it shows us the things we don't want to happen and would like to happen. On my part --- it's the latter.

It's pretty crazy. I made a declaration to myself that I have no time for love. Which of course is not really a good line to say especially if you've read the book: The Secret and you know enough that the Universe works under one law: Law of Attraction. So declaring that line to yourself is like wishing over to a genie and the genie's answer is always: "Yes, your wish is my command." --- And so love will indeed have no time for you.

But then, maybe the declaration was with no conviction at all. It was just something I'd like myself to believe in. An escape from reality. That's why I haven't written anything about it. That's why I haven't written something that would reveal my inner most thoughts---inner most feelings. That's why I've only been writing movie reviews for the last couple of weeks.

That's why I haven't written anything about you.

Cause I know the moment I will start writing about you (again) would be the day I'd finally accept that yes I still do.

And that yes, I am still not over you.

Siobhan Magnus

Now that my first choice from this season's American Idol did not make it to the top 12 I have another contestant to look forward to: Siobhan Magnus.




Her Performance tonight is just Wow. Killer! Best of the night. The rest are boring. =p

Tim Urban's performance was huh? Alex should have been in his position right now. Sorry, just got to add that. There's always a Sanjaya in every season. Sheesh.

Anyway, here's Siobhan's performance tonight! 1:45 is sick.



Brilliant! Amazing! Magnificent! Siobhan FTW!

Bring Alex Lambert Back

It's been 3 nights since the last elimination and the time when the Top 12 for this season's American Idol was announced. But I can't still get over it. More like an over-extended hangover of the shocking results. It was shocking because of one, those who made a total fool of themselves from their last performances made it and two, Alex Lambert got voted off the competition. I was confident that he will definitely make it. After all, his performance garnered high ratings and good reviews. But apparently America don't know how to recognize talent when they see one. Alex Lambert definitely is one talented young man. And the announcement of him not making it to the top 12 was definitely unexpected. What a shocker.

I'm not trying to be a racist here. But then again, it's the people living in America who can vote for who's staying and who's not. Pardon me then for generalizing it. I just think that it's such a shame that they voted off someone who is definitely more talented than most of the contestants that made it to the top 12. It's sad, depressing when such talent will be left unrecognized. Such a waste. Let me quote my friend Julius' post in twitter: It's disheartening to see talented people like Alex Lambert and Lilly Scott get eliminated in a TALENT SHOW like American Idol.

But as usual, there's the it's not yet your time, when God closes a door he opens a window and God has better plans for you pep talks that we can use as words of comforts. There's nothing wrong about those statements of course. But if there's something that we should be in talk right now, that would be for us to Vote for Alex to be back on the show. He's the excellent choice for a wild card entry! If only there's one like last year. =( #BringAlexBack (Trending topic in Twitter)

We want Alex Back.

And to Alex, though your AI days might already be over, your talent is greatly recognize. You got a fan right here from half-way around the world.

so sad.T_T

but keep on smiling.^_^

aw. so cute.^_^

The Red Shoes

The movie seemed to be promising. My friend Tots gave me a link for this movie's trailer and first impression was good basing on the trailer --- looked like a not so typical Pinoy flick. Yeah, I know, I am all for the "support your own kind" (tangkilikin ang sariling atin) but to be honest about it I am not really in to Filipino films. I can only name a few Filipino movies that I am truly impressed with or a fan thereof: Mista, Magnifico, Till there was you and all John Lloyd Cruz films.

The Red Shoes was produced by Unitel productions and was based on one of the entries for Cinemalaya Film Festival. I must admit that the idea of a boy stealing a pair of shoes among the 3,000 pairs of shoes of the former first Lady Imelda Marcus in the peak of the Edsa Revolution and gave it to the first girl he had ever love sounds romantic. But I don't know. It was definitely not a bad movie. It's actually good but then I really can't say that it's a great one. Maybe I expected to much from it. The actors are great though. It was the story itself that I find disappointing. Maybe again, I just don't like any cheating scenario. I just find it shallow. I mean that scene when Marvin cheated and he and Nikki had a confrontation after wards it was grrrrrr....I don't like Marvin's character at all cause of that. Hmmmm...Maybe the storyline is effective then since I am frustrated over it.

But all in all I can definitely say that Filipino minds with regard to film making had indeed gone a long way. I think the creators of this film are planning to have this movie shown outside the country especially that the story transitions in between and the title itself is in English.

Well, we can say that this film is imeldific as a whole. But to put it straight, I am not that into it.

Rating: ★★★☆☆