I keep Googling Harry Potter stuff. I think it’s the fact that it’s ending and this magnificent piece of literature is something I held so close to my heart. It taught children to read again, and adults to believe in the extraordinary.
I wish my Hogwarts letter comes soon. :)
Oh. :((((
He couldn't be more wrong. Oh, how time flies.
This just totally made my day.
This is it, Joel. It’s going to be gone soon.
I know.
What do we do?
Enjoy it.
Like I said the other day, Dylan and I grabbed some Cheetos and watched The Legend of the Guardians at the SM Mall of Asia 3D theatre. Like promised, here’s my take on the film.
When I first saw the trailer, I was immediately interested, mainly because the owls reminded me of Harry Potter’s snow white owl, Hedwig. It’s quite unusual really, when you come to think about it. Looking back on your childhood, did you really imagine that owls can be so fierce (and by fierce, I mean warrior fierce, not diva fierce)?
Anyway, the film is visually SPECTACULAR. I am going to be brave and say that it can rival Avatar when it comes to landscapes and settings and movement and detail. It was so amazing. And funny, because when we watched it, there was a kid in front of us that kept raising his hand, probably trying to touch the characters. But his mean dad kept scolding him. Note to self: hate that kid’s dad.
However, the movie in general is just an average movie. I think one of the main mistakes they made was having the same animal. It’s a movie for kids, and unfortunately, kids have a hard time distinguishing personalities when they look alike. That’s the reason why Lion King was of epic proportions; mention a character name and you’d know right away how it looks like and (better) what kidn of animal it was.
I am not discounting the fact that the story wasn’t rich with characters because it was. Soren is the dreamer, the evident protagonist. Eglantine is the youngest sister, the one that idolises Soren. And if you have three kids there, there’s bound to be one that is envious and spiteful… hence, the existence of Kludd.
It’s the tragic story of Mudblood and Pure Blood. Of course, it was narrated by the most animated narrator I’ve ever heard. Just so you know, it’s an all-British cast, so when you bring your kid to the movie, be prepared to answer the question “Ano daw? (What did s/he say?)”
I enjoyed the movie very much. To be frank, even if the story didn’t blow to large proportions like the visuals did, it was still a very enjoyable family movie. Guaranteed, you’ll fall in love with the female owls, go gaga over Eglantine, and just be awestruck when you see the perfect combination of flight and water.
And when your jaw drops because of the amazing theatrics, please give me a call. :)
Score: 3.5/5
After the Cinemalaya masturbation (or rather before that), I went in their gift shoppe. I don’t remember the last time I actually bought a souvenir for an event or a place I’ve attended or been to. So I went ahead and bought three pins. I just don’t know where I am supposed to use them because right after purchasing them, I remembered that my company stifles creativity when it comes to office attire and decorum. We’re not even entitled to casual Fridays yet, coz we’re still trainees. Either way, I’m happy I got them.
I guess I wanted to make sure I still have my creativity in my hands. Or at least it is still reflected in my choices. Sometimes, it feels like all I’ve been making are bad choices. It’s good to know that sometimes, I make good ones.
I got sad. For a while, I got really sad. Because I realized that I am very upset and disappointed. I realized how upset I was, I realized how angry I was. It happened when I was sitting on the train to Cubao, with half my things in tow, preparing for a meeting that wouldn’t happen. It happened when I realized I would rather commute all the way to Quezon City than see your face.
I would rather endure discomfort than be reminded that you, the person I have cared for more than I cared for myself my entire life, refuse to see how you have hurt me. And how you have left me when I actually needed you. And how you made it seem about your God forsaken situation. And how you chose to not apologize. And how you can just go on without apologizing.
It disappoints me because I thought we were more than that. It disappoints me because I’m the only one who can see where I stand. I am forced to understand you because they think kulang ka, they think you’re the one who needs more understanding. I, who have held you on high esteem, who have defended your critical thinking, am the one left biting the dust that should not have been there in the first place.
Too bad, so sad. Moving on now. If you’re doing it, then I’m doing it too. No need to go back to something that used to exist. There is a reason why it doesn’t exist anymore. Oh well.
That’s all. Kthxbye.
the salt of your skin 