An extra sidedish

Oh oh look at this. Terminator Salvation. Oh maaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnn, looks like I'm going to be disappointed real HARD. I LOVED The Terminator series! Not that I'm taking the reviewer's word and opinion literally-I don't even know his taste in movies- but LOOK AT THIS. 34%!!!!!
"Even the terminators seem bored"
LOL!
51% on MetaCritic- slightly higher...

Roger Ebert gave it a two star.

Hmmmm.... time is a factor. I always need to watch it for myself but with such bad reviews, I'd do it perhaps very much later. In one year? Or....maybe not. *shrugs*


Ling, Star Trek's rating's 95%. Wow. Okay..hmmm... I was no fan of Star Trek.. Still won't make it a must-watch movie for now. But I may watch it one day and surprise myself. Well, you liked it. And I trust your taste.
But Burn After Reading- I didn't watch it till the end yet- but I was actually laughing away watching the first third of the movie. And WHEN I was LAUGHING away, I could picture you staring at me in HORROR, thinking "what the heck is wrong with you???" hahahaha. It was a pointless comedy anyway-true enough. And I think that was the very thing I needed. Still need it anyway, believe it or not. :P

Blood. You like it?

Thanks to a fellow member of a wonderful website, I found out about the books' existence.

THE STRAIN TRILOGY A very cool website by the way.
Relating post- I know I am really, really late on this already.

Now here's a REAL VAMPIRE story. You know what I mean.

By the way, if you haven't watched Pan's Labyrinth, sighs...then you really have missed out on enjoying a really good motion picture. It's a Spanish motion picture by the way, so look for the ones that provide English subtitles, unless you are Spanish literate of course. Ah speaking about the language, I remember a friend telling me that the grammar of the language used in various countries happen to be the same, it's just the words or vocab that might differ, didn't really get what she meant by that- most probably analogous to American and British use of words I guess. In contrast to that, the Portuguese language used in different countries have entirely different use of grammar. That was some interesting fact she told me. I'm penning it down just in case I forget in the future. My poor, poor memory never serves me well.

On wisdom

The Clever Man Tells, the Wise Man Knows Quietly

Publish at Scribd or explore others: School Work Non-fiction people questions

Bill Allin's post is strictly his, not mine.

Winter

-Les Diablerets, Switzerland, 2007 The Winter Trip with my parents

There are few who can grow old with a good grace.
-Sir Richard Steele

Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose, get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove

I run off where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice, you must learn to stand up
For yourself, 'cause I can't all be around

He says, when you gonna make up your mind?
When you gonna love you as much as I do?
When you gonna make up your mind?

'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and I'm here still waiting
Withering where some snowman was

Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know dad the ice is getting thin

When you gonna make up your mind?
When you gonna love you as much as I do?
When you gonna make up your mind?

'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear

Hair is grey and the fires are burning
So many dreams on the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

He says, when you gonna make up your mind?
When you gonna love you as much as I do?
When you gonna make up your mind?

'Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change, my dear
Never change, all the white horses

The phrase, "white horses" is said to be cited from the poem "After all the white horses" by E.E. Cummings.

After All White Horses Are In Bed

after all the white horses are in bed
will you walking beside me, my very lady,
if scarcely the somewhat city
wiggles in considerable twilight

touch (now) with a suddenly unsaid

gesture lightly my eyes?
And send life out of me and the night
absolutely into me. . . . a wise
and puerile moving of your arm will
do suddenly that will do
more than heroes beautifully in shrill
armour colliding on huge blue horses,
and the poets looked at them, and made verses,

through the sharp light cryingly as the knights flew.


-- E.E. Cummings

Crossroads: A Story of Forgiveness

I couldn't help tearing while I watched the video. More information about the movie can be found here.

Mood: It's a sad, sad day.

Gratitude

Blessings.

It is what everyone needs to thank for in prayers.


P.s. Thank you, God for making my day today. I finally have decided on what I really have to focus on from now onwards.

Conscience

Forgiveness.
It is what everyone needs in prayer.

Smiles

A few days ago, as my friends and I were heading home from class, we encountered a very interesting boy who looked like a six or seven year-old. With a face filled with bright smiles, he walked towards us and greeted us with a "Hello. Have a nice day. Hello." That melted my heart and left me in a stupor for a moment. It was such a sweet meeting. Waving at us a bye in the end, I managed a small wave and a bright smile back at him before he turned and left.

And you know what, that made my day.
Nah, I think it made my week. :) Cuz I'm still thinking about that cute friendly child.

Anger management?

I was so mad at everything today. I was so mad at the news I received from my parents (no, not that I'm mad at them or anything like that). I was mad at myself. I was so mad I slept the whole afternoon. I threw my precious afternoon away. Like usual.
I am still mad actually. A couple of moments ago, subconsciously, I found my fingers typing in Google Search on the toolbar above these words:
"I am so mad" I stopped when the list of choices that could help to save time and allow me to pick appeared. I laughed.
Choice 1: I am so mad at my boyfriend
Choice 2: I am so mad at my husband
Choice 3: I am so mad that I cannot believe
Choice 4: I am so mad at my mom
Choice 5: I am so mad right now.

It looks like only girls/women would do things like these.
I don't see any words that spell "I'm so mad at my girlfriend/wife".

But I'm not going to write what I'm mad about here. Typed virtual words can never get erased, no. I'd erase that in my heart and forget about it.

I watched The Notebook today. It was enchanting. I didn't find it stupid. It didn't leave a deep mark like what Lost in Translation LIT did for a week (Yes I watched it last week). The Notebook made me cry, I couldn't help it. But that was it. I don't feel anything now anymore. More like it took away that mark from LIT I couldn't get rid of. LIT taught the meaning of knowing the feeling of loneliness (yeah, no surprise, which I know already). All the more I could understand it best when I knew what it feels like to live in a foreign country you can't understand at all. I think that's why the feeling remained. The final scene was one of the best scenes I've ever watched in my life. That was genius of Sofia to think of that. It became something so personal to them that we aren't just the audience of a film screening right in front of us anymore, we became part of the scene. How cool was that. "Best Screenwriting" Oscar. How true.

The Notebook on the other hand was about true love. And being true and honest to yourself. If you want it, just go for it. Don't do things half-heartedly. It was like a beautiful fairytale that might come true. Ah well maybe except for the last scene.
I would want a love like that.

Being half-hearted is something characteristic of me if anyone knows me well enough. I can't trust myself enough to move forward and work.
Many things I heard today thrust me back into reality. Being all alone sure does me no good. It ain't sight unseen matter to make me open my eyes and heart knowingly. I'm sorry to say that I am that stupid.

And it's stupid to be half-hearted in things that do really matter.
Sighs.

But one thing I know for sure now- I am not mad anymore. :)

Swine Flu: Be on your toes