-W

My friend and I went to this movie with fairly vague expectations. The trailer was intriguing, so I thought it’s worth a peek. After several uneasiness and transfer of seats, we started viewing the movie.

The 1st person views, the sense of confinement/hopelessness, and the great acting (especially to Jennifer Carpenter, extremely believable job of someone going hysterically frantic). One of the key things about this horror is the scares never let up, there is rarely a “breather scene” where you get to relax for any amount of time, it just keeps hitting you and hitting you.

I was trying to be placid the whole time but the movie is just too good. It made me scream a couple of times inside the cinema and I kept on biting my handkerchief to divert my uneasiness. The execution is above par.

Every thrill and goosebumps I had can be addressed to each person quarantined inside the apartment complex. From the old spinster, to Briana, to the last person…alive? Check the movie to know more about it and dare yourself to be quarantined! You’ve been warned.

-W

“We are all in this together”

A few lines that meandered in my mind when I saw it.

A couple of days have passed since I last saw those familiar faces. I can still rekindle the events that happened in my few days of stay back there. Those times we spent just chatting like there’s no tomorrow; The strolls in the beach even after twilight; The fizz of our 8 oz. Coke while we listen to each others juicy share of gossips; Savoring our Halo-halo feeling exuberant in a local resort; and the time we gather at the plaza to witness a local talent search.

Myriad thoughts rushes in my mind when I see a picture or two of them. It seems effortless to think of a moment we have had back then.

How time flies. Now we are back into our own streaks of paths but one way or another I still yearn for that few days of stay with them. It may be difficult to fathom how we manage to inculcate a certain link that defies distance and time but one thing’s for sure:

That we are all in this together.

-W

Summary: Grade 9 Up–Headstrong, sun-loving, 17-year-old Bella declines her mom’s invitation to move to Florida, and instead reluctantly opts to move to her dad’s cabin in the dreary, rainy town of Forks, WA. She becomes intrigued with Edward Cullen, a distant, stylish, and disarmingly handsome senior, who is also a vampire. When he reveals that his specific clan hunts wildlife instead of humans, Bella deduces that she is safe from his blood-sucking instincts and therefore free to fall hopelessly in love with him. The feeling is mutual, and the resulting volatile romance smolders as they attempt to hide Edward’s identity from her family and the rest of the school. Meyer adds an eerie new twist to the mismatched, star-crossed lovers theme: predator falls for prey, human falls for vampire. This tension strips away any pretense readers may have about the everyday teen romance novel, and kissing, touching, and talking take on an entirely new meaning when one small mistake could be life-threatening. Bella and Edward’s struggle to make their relationship work becomes a struggle for survival, especially when vampires from an outside clan infiltrate the Cullen territory and head straight for her. As a result, the novel’s danger-factor skyrockets as the excitement of secret love and hushed affection morphs into a terrifying race to stay alive. Realistic, subtle, succinct, and easy to follow, Twilight will have readers dying to sink their teeth into it.

For a brief moment, everyone that mattered in the entertainment industry – record label executives, tv personalities, artists, and most importantly the fans gathered and witnessed the ecstatic performance of the most iconic and influential rock band of the 90′s.

Probably everyone right now knew about what happened last Friday at the Bonifacio Open Field in Taguig.But despite the news of Ely’s health condition and the fact that the concert was cut short; Despite all of the controversies let me tell you that the concert was still a success. I should know. I was there.

The concert was very inciteful as evident by the people who were there swaying their heads back and forth. Totoong napunta ako sa alapaap. Some closed their eyes listening to their music like Harana, Fruitcake, Huwag Mo Nang Itanong, Kailan, Kaliwete, Hey Jay, Kamasupra, Ligaya, Lightyears, Sem Break, Shake Yer Head, Toyang. From the moment the band started to play – Alapaap, I felt like crying, It was truly a reunion. I sang with them, took dozens of pictures, and enjoyed the evening with the 25,000 other fans in the concert. It’s as if for a moment I didn’t think about anything. I was part of the show and I’m so glad for that moment. Hours goes by and even after the show the music was still there. I could never forget the last song they played – With A Smile. Everyone was singing and swaying. I felt so calm and happy. Memories started to flood my thoughts and it made me feel so good inside.

I’m glad I made it to the concert. It may seems temporary but it’s truly worth the sacrifice.

-W

the Nikon D90 will be a 12.3 megapixel dSLR with ISO 100 to 6400.

The 3″ LCD supports LiveView and the starter kit will include a DX 18mm-105mm f/3.5-5.6G lens.

- DIGIC 4 image processor
- ISO 100 – 12800 support
- 3.0-inch LCD Live View with face detection
- HDMI output
- 6.3fps burst mode

The camera kit includes a Canon’s EF 28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM lens. Coming out this October 2008 for $1,399 (body only) or $1,599 with kit.

The aggravation!

-W

After finishing a glass of hot milk, I had a silent prayer before going to bed. I was recurring the events that happened yesterday as I lay down to bed waiting to finally shut my eyes to rest. My eyes were closed but the thoughts that lurks in my mind prevented me from sleeping. It has always been like this since irremember. As I try to find a comfortable position in bed and denude the pillows that caressed my face, I realized that I was in a daunting state. I desperately need to sleep.

I asked myself why it happened two days in a row. I was skeptic. I felt like a schizoid. I was at war with my mind. Then finally it scatted. I was asleep. Random thoughts had left my scathed mind. I felt like I was regaining energy from my deprivation.

Then it happened again.

While asleep, I found myself locked in my imagination. I was wandering in my dreams again. I realized that my mind took revenge and deluded me on an unwanted fantasy. Wary of these world I entered, I found myself standing above a sky bridge in a dark demonic environment. I was anxious. The place was dead empty. Then I saw a shadow figure of a man nearby. As I shifted my head slowly I was directed to his filthy hand holding a dirk which shouts a thirst to stab. The man spoke forcefully and hastily wanting something from me. I tried to stare but all I see is a crooked soul demanding for my belongings.

I was supposed to give him my things without demur but my mind objected the cynic. My soul instructed me to denounce the fear. So I ran from him hopelessly until I fall from the stairs. He was following me grinning with laughter. I burst into tears out of irrevocable fear and tried to escape. He stopped me, pointing the dirk to my face and shouted furiously. Still I gave him nothing and out of desperation jumped from the bridge and ran for my life. Tears were falling from my face as I screamed for help. I saw some people but they just stared at me. I felt loathe and resentment. Restless, impatient and annoyed he followed me and stabbed me repugnantly.

And from there, I died in my dreams last night.

I repudiated back to reality. About 4 in the morning. I reposed myself to God and prayed. Trying to heal the repercussions I wrote this blog.

-W

I write because it’s the only weapon I have. Amid the gossips and backstabbing, I do not intend to be weaker but instead help me become stronger. To put it into psychological parlance, I write because it reinforces me. Let’s not fool ourselves into thinking that certain people SPECIALLY THE ONE CLOSE TO US can be invulnerable. People do make mistakes and that is a universal fact.

I write because it’s the only way I can share my eyes to people. I write what I see. It’s funny because I am in an institution where freedom in general is not a choice but a critical part of our lives. I don’t want to fool myself in the context of hiding what I feel in a certain situation. Because if I do, that would be stupid.

I write not to put a dot into someone nor lambasting a subject(i.e. discrimination and sectoral prejudices). After I write every post, I see to it that I don’t talk about it(unless some people get the drama). My rambles for today will just be left in the hands of history. I let the blog speak itself(all implications thereafter considered).

Of course, I could go on with a list on my reasons for writing but let me focus on these things. P.S. Please don’t mind my rudeness, I find that sometimes vulgarity is the only way.

Lastly, to make things clear. I am sorry for my friends who I have dissapointed after reading my last post. Let me tell you foremost that I do not intend to, in anyway hurt you. It just came to me one night the idea that:

“If no one can write about it, Then who will?”

-W

And I’m telling this because I feel sorry for my friends and all of the guys everywhere who have these stereotypical kind of crap! Don’t get me wrong, there are still a few decent girlfriends around, but I’m talking about those self-centered, two-faced,intolerable fat liars who reigns supreme in the female population.

Girlfriends are like candy-coated peanuts. There’s a thin coating of sweetness on the outside but hard and full of shit in the inside.

I really hate those kind of girlfriends who easily gets insecure whenever their boyfriends do something good for other people as if abrogating their relationship. These kind of people probably failed their values class because of their lack of social and moral standards.

F: Do you have J’s iPod?
G: Yes, I do. Why?
F: He told me that he’s giving me his iPod.
F: Can I have it?
G: (left eyebrow up) I already have it.
F: Yeah, but..
G: Excuse me are YOU HIS GIRLFRIEND!

Given this situation. Suppose you are J’s friend – F. What will you do in these kind of conversation with his girlfriend – G?

It shrieks me to the bone when I heard this. It doesn’t mean that being in a position guarantees or gives you the right to make decisions for your boyfriend.

The government should institute a law by virtue of the Republic Act which will be popularly known as the Anti-Mean Girlfriend Act of 2008. This law shall enable the guys to incarcerate their girlfriends given they disobey a simple rule: IF YOU’RE MEAN YOU’RE IN. It is of course guided by the virtues of Faith, Love, and Honesty. I’ll tell you, this will be the most important social legislation in history. haha!

So.. do you have a girlfriend like this?

-W

[Disclaimer: This post was written as a product of observations and personal experiences. The writer does not intend to point out people but to share personal opinions on the general matter. Peace!]