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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.

Labels: boring, film, happy, me, non-sense, opinion, sad, sentiment

Love is a problem itself. I know some of you are happily living with your love ones or currently having a meaningful relationship. But others are not. (Clears throat) See, there’s no perfect relationship. You may be in good terms right now but along the way you may encounter trials. Problems exist; as love exists. These may be small or worst, big. So, be careful handling it.

I know some of you are in great deal of heartache or pain right now. Honestly, I have been there too. And I am not going to tell you how painful it is ‘cause I know you know it too well.

Funny, I realized how bitter I was. And I imagined how crazy and psycho I was before. Haha! Good thing my head didn’t gave up.

Before, I have hard time of waking up and rolling out of bed in the morning. I turned off or skipped songs on my music player because every song is painful and reminds me of her. I can’t even bear to eat to the same restaurants I took her to. Sometimes, I binge eating for comfort. I even constantly check my email or mobile phone to see if she has sent me a message, think constantly why she really left, and felt massively depressed. Back then, everything in me had fallen apart. But, I am OK now.

If love failed, please know that this is not our fault. We weren’t thought this in school, right? We weren’t taught by our parents…and there is no “love fails” or “how to cope when love failed?” lessons in any classes.

The real problem about love is that it can never be learn even by the most intelligent men in the planet. This can not be learn by reading books, watching movies, listening to music, sitting in on a lecture or by reading blog entries like this. Love... Love is ONLY learn by heart.

Labels: fall, happy, life, love, me, opinion, sad, sentiment

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

Being bothered by the noisy wind, I plugged the headset on my mobile phone and listened to music.

I was very worried about the storm yesterday. I was on the hospital; having my 10pm-6am duty. The wind was so strong that the door keeps on wobbling. I saw on the glass window how the wind bends trees and the rain flooded the road.

Many staffs had called and informed the supervisors that they won’t be able to go to work due to the bad weather. I was very anxious because I may work overtime or have straight duty due to understaffing. I’m glad it didn’t happen. The next ICU nurse on duty that day came in spite of the bad weather. After the endorsement, I hurriedly went out and prepare my umbrella. There are seldom jeepneys passing by and so I waited long for a ride.

After long minutes, a jeepney stopped. Because the rain was too heavy, I ran fast under my umbrella so I won’t get awfully wet. But as I was running, my new cell phone slept out of my pocket. Oh no! It fell and was dragged by the outpouring ground. I tried to catch it but the water current was too strong. So quick, it disappeared.

I felt miserable. Who wouldn’t? It was a birthday gift from my mom. I only used that phone for 5 days…and now, it’s gone. I am so STUPID.

Labels: fall, life, me, sad, sentiment

It was fiesta in our Barangay. As usual, there are lots of things to keep myself busy for a day. There are many people to entertain and many errands to go after. It was just like a big family reunion. Every thing was customary, but then…

When the sun was about to set, I got away from home. I went to a cafeteria few kilometers away from the eventful neighborhood. I supposed to meet Kate and her mom there at 6pm. I tried to be there a little bit earlier but I was trapped by a heavy traffic. At least, I came to the place at unerringly 6pm on my watch.

As I was going up on the elevator, my mind constantly thinking why did Kate’s mom invite me for this evening. I looked for a cozy place and settled. Fifteen minutes passed, and still the two haven’t arrived yet. So, I decided to go down and looked for them outside. Then, I saw them; they were looking for me too. When we came in to the elevator, I kindly pressed the button to where floor we’re going to. I pressed number "5". I was shocked when I saw her mom’s reaction. Her face showed an allusion that I pressed the wrong button. Then, she pressed number “2” instead of “5”.

I was taken aback. I thought we were going to a cafeteria but it was not what it looks like. I was kidnapped. I have no idea on where we're going. All of the following activities were not according to plan. I heard someone said, “I was culture shocked.” Honestly, I was too. Not only I was kidnapped; there were many of us.

There’s no need to tell you more about what happened. Just think of it this way; I was kidnapped for 3 ½ hours. Yes. Three and a half hours of no food, no talk, no other movements but just sitting. If you were in my position, you would probably say, "Oh no. What am I doing in this kind of place? Why am I here?" And you want to yell, "Waaaaaah!" But, you just can't. Trust me, it's the place you would never wish to be at...at first. But, you will eventually be a part of the new culture...thereafter. Then, you'll say to yourself, "I am glad I was here."

After I was released, I finally got the chance to eat. We devoured to where we originally planned to go to, at a rooftop cafeteria with plants and fountains landscape (boon with a dazzling bright lights view of the city).

After consuming frappe, shake, juice, clubhouse and presto, we all went home safe and sound.

Addendum:
Since it’s fiesta, there are few programs held at our Barangay’s covered court. At least, I was able to watched the spectacular fireworks display and the winning of my cousin, Nica, in a beauty pageant.

Labels: food, happy, life, me, sad, sentiment, summer

Because you’ve gone and left me standing all alone,
And I know, I’ve got to face tomorrow on my own.


Everything just fell apart.

It’s been almost half a year since you decided to end it up. For months, I’ve been trying to bring back what we had before. I was hoping to be yours again. I was looking for a place in your heart. I don't know if I am still there. I felt confused. All I did was to wait. There were times I can't sleep. I can't eat. And I can't even laugh. There are times I feel so down and don't know where to go. I'd been trying to go back but everything had changed. And now...I already accepted it.

There's no more "us." And, I am almost used to it.

You know I had never felt for someone like you. You're the biggest surprise of my life. I won't regret the times we shared together and the happiness you brought to my life. You made me a better person. I felt the sweetest warmth during those times you were at my side. I had been in the safest place with your arms. For two years, you had taught me many things about life.

Even though you took away everything from me, I won't regret the things I did, the words I said, and the love I fought for. Because from now on, I'll try not to risk it all anymore and save some for myself. I am not going to be afraid to say goodbye even if it hurts. But I'll stay true to myself and do everything that I have to do...'Cause I know, there are reasons for these things and reasons for the pasts. I will still love even until it hurts me again... And be happy until I cry again. For when my life flashes before I die, I know, I'll be happy for what I did.

If love fails, I have to set myself free. Now, I am letting my heart breaths its life again. I may find love and lose it. But when love dies, I never have to die with it.

Labels: fall, life, sad, sentiment

Two days after the bloody incident at RCBC branch Cabuyao, another massacre happened. This time at our own town, Calamba.

Yesterday, early morning, a mother and 2 children were sent to our hospital’s emergency room. The mother was DOA (dead on arrival) while the other 2 were given immediate care. Both of them suffered from profuse bleeding due to gun shot. Because the two don’t have anymore immediate family to take care of, both of them were transfered to Batangas Regional Hospital for continuous management.

The incident happened at a remote area, Barangay Hornolan. As I heard from the news, 8 people died, including 4 children, while 6 were injured. The gunmen open fired 4 houses while the victims were sleeping. Investigators suspect that a police' errand boy and a former member of the Philippine Constabulary were behind this shooting.

I hope no more bloody crimes occur. Officials must keep eye on this kind of matters. They should provide more security to people. This is very alarming...and scary.

Labels: life, opinion, sad