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After my tiring duty, I hurriedly went on an ATM and cashed out some savings. Being exhausted, I decided to treat my self for an indulging lunch. And when I got my orders, I swiftly remembered that I was supposed to watched “Hancock” in theatre with Jec and Hazel. And so, I called Hazel who I left in the hospital and was looking for me…and Jec who’s at home getting ready to go out. Then, I told them where I was and to come over.

We met and headed to the theatre. Many had come to see the film too. We’re glad that we still found seats. We were just on time when trailers of upcoming movies were being advertised. And what made me excited were these new “Batman” and “007” movie trailers.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

The starting scenes of the movie were very entertaining. Seeing a drunk, dirty, miserable and ‘a not so hero’, superhero is unpredictably witty. He is homeless, awful and dejected. He saves lives but causes more property damages. As in, million dollar damages and the public have enough of it. In short, he’s an A-hole. Yes, Hancock is an A-hole. And he hates it when people called him that way. So, better be careful because he competes even with children. Trust me; you would not want to be thrown up in the sky by this heroic idiot.

But when he saved and met this PR spokesperson Ray, he was pushed to change. Ray turned Hancock to an ideal superhero. Hancock changed his bad image to a good one by sending his self into prison, wearing a-more-like superhero suit and by praising LA cops with his catchy line “Good job.”

The entertaining scenes of the movie turned dramatic when Hancock met Mary. (It’s the part where I unconsciously had a short nap.) It was a startling twist that divulged facts about Hancock’s past. I personally think that the movie lost its momentum to that part.

The movie was too fast. First, he was an A-hole, and then he’s an Idol. That’s it. I was expecting more twists other than the not surprising dramatic part. But still, I praised its good visual effects and its success in mixing action and comedy. Fair enough.

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Last night, a friend invited me to go out. We went to bonjour—a cafeteria. While I was sipping my chocolate frappe, he posed a surprising question. With a serious voice, he asked “Pare, how can I tell my girlfriend that I don’t like her facial hair?” I chuckled. Fortunately, I able to managed not to spit out the frappe I was drinking on his face. Then, I said, “When did you start dating men? Are you sure she’s a girl?” He giggled. I thought he got offended. But seriously, I felt his pain.

I don’t know how to help him. I can’t think of a way how to get him out of his hairy horror.

I suggested showing her girlfriend a movie in which a beautiful celebrity is having hair-removal wax strips. And I told him to break to her girlfriend gently that she would be as beautiful as the celebrity if she gave that a try. I also suggested to show some hairy horror photos to her and say “Ok na sana…problema lang may bigote sya.”

In the end, I told him that at least her girlfriend has some kind of hair. Because, wouldn’t it be freakier if she had none—as in no eye brows, eye lashes and all? Sigh. I say this is a very tough dilemma.

Labels: film, happy, life, love, opinion, sad, scary, sentiment

I was astounded by this unique masterpiece I watched from youtube. Take a few minutes watching this amazing talent of Ilana Yahav. Watch as she draws sand animations using only her finger on a glass table.

“Incredible.”

The combination of sand, lighting and music truly creates a lively, prevailing and wonderful art.

Labels: film, happy, life, love, sentiment

It's my day off. Many barangays/barios are celebrating their fiestas, birthday of their Patrons, today. I was invited by my workmates to come by their houses, eat foods, and drink. But I was avoiding this kind of gatherings for I know that there'll be inuman, alcoholic drinks. Contraindicated.

Anyway, I already said “yes” for this date to someone before their invites. I already promised Kate to go with her on Icey's crib. They're celebrating fiesta too; and I was invited. The plan was to go there before lunch. But Kate, just took her breakfast by 12 noon; and so, we went there after lunch. She waited for me at the meeting place, BK.

I think it's almost 2pm when we got to Icey's place. We grab some plates. Early bird catches the early worm. Thus, there were only few foods left for us 'cause we're late. There were old time favorite foods for fiesta like hamonado, kaldereta, lumpiang shanghai, phochero...and the popular lechong ulo ng baboy na may mansanas sa bibig, which looks so scary and we didn't pay much attention with.

It's a common senario in a fiesta that you eat on a chair with just your plate, without any table at all. It's like eating with your prominent hand holding a spoon and your other hand holding/supporting your plate. So, it is not advisable for you to get a fork for it will be useless. Trust me. Why?

Commercial:

I was chewing delightfully my food before I swallow it. Making me taste all the sweet juices of the meat. Hmmm...Yummy. And when I was in the climax of my course, when I was about to take another bite, I accidentally knocked my fork. And oh no! My food dropped to my lap. Worse, I don't have napkin on my lap. It's a good thing there were just tiny dish sauce marks on my shirt and that my pants were black. Yes! The stains are hardly visible to naked eye. I felt so embarrassed. Many had seen. Thanks to my seat mate, he gave some tissue papers to clean up my mess.

Back To The Show:

Again, there were endless chit-chats with friends. There was a KTV to keep those bored people entertained.

About 4pm, there was again another serving of foods. Spaghetti, colorful putos, and iced tea. Ok. Spaghetti looks scary. So, this time I carefully managed to eat 'em all without any tiny drop on my lap. Yes. But then, no more iced tea left for me. Kate gave me her ¼ filled glass of tea. After I drunk it, here comes another pitcher of iced tea. It was so annoying.

I grabbed the microphone. I sang twice. First was the song Your Love by Rivermaya. It was just a warm up. Then, I sang You're My You by Nyoy Volante. I think it was good enough. I earned lots of claps/applause.

Next Stop Over:

We went to Celine's crib. There, we met Abie who just got from school for her summer class.

Same thing happened. We ate. But this time it's dessert. Another popular handa was served; buko-fruit-salad. Then, we chewed some fats again (means chat). This time, instead of a KTV, we watch a movie. Although I'd already seen John Tucker Must Die movie, I was still amused. Then I thought, I missed that view...watching movies with Kate.

When we were about to go home, we heard fireworks. So, we looked up at the sky. Wow! There are awesome fireworks display. And so, we keep our attention to it for a period of time. We forgot the idea of going home and stayed for a while.

Before We Separate:

Since this afternoon, Kate and I were craving for ice cream. And so, I didn't let us get away without any before we separate. We stopped by 711, a convenient store where we usually go. Our first delight was double dutch. Hmmm...Yummy! We're not satisfied by just one, so, we got another one. This time it's cheese flavored. I really love eating ice cream especially when you are with someone.

Addendum:

Kate went home with rocky road flavored ice cream.

Labels: film, happy, life, me, sentiment, summer

I have repeatedly asked my self that question last night. On the Lot, hosted by Adriana Costa—“the most exiting reality show on TV.” I shouldn’t have missed it. I am a fanatic. I had been watching this show since the beginning. I had been counting days of the week just to see each episode. I waited for it every Wednesday (it’s time slot on Star Movies). Last night was its final episode; the Season Finale! But what happened to me? Waa! I missed it.

According to Kate, she had watched it; Will Bigham won the million dollar contract to DreamWorks. Now, he’ll be working with Spielberg’s next BIG film. I congratulate you Will! But my real bet is the Kentucky boy, Jason Epperson. Although Will is really a great filmmaker, I love more Jason’s films. His films are so cute, funny and sweet. And he was constantly doing well on his job every week. I really thought Jason would make it. His works were always praise by the judges and he often got the highest votes from America. It’s dubious, isn’t it?

Enough said. Anyway, all of them are great. I could imagine how hard it is to make new films every week because I’d been through these. Yes, I was a filmmaker too. I made few films; but I just made them for my school projects. Ha-ha! Excluding the two films I made, dedicated and gave to her as a gift.

Here we go again. This morning, I thought I really could go over with it. I stay tuned to StarMovies. I was hoping to see a replay or even just sort of commercial for what happened last night on ‘On the Lot’. But, I didn’t find any. I even checked their website for schedules and still didn’t find one. I think I am exaggerating. It seems like I missed half of my life. Ha-ha! Anyway, it’s just a TV show. :D Why can’t I just forget it, right?;) And I really don’t think I should put this matter on my blog. Sorry, I just did. Ha-ha!

Alright, I need to bring this to an end. So now, I’ll treat my self with Brownies Unlimited and Leche Flan my mother brought home last night. Hmm…yummy! Ta-ta!

Labels: film