And...She's Alive!

Hello readers of this blog, old and new! Kid's alive! Hello hello :)

Haven't been here in a while and I miss this little tiny corner of the interweb dedicated to all things uh, me. Man, I miss writing! I have all these random stories in my head I am itching to write about but, I'm pulling out the oldest blogger's excuse, "I never find the time."

Also, they put up a firewall in the office internet so since, there have been no random blog posts at 9 in the morning. Too bad for me... but good news for my company I guess? Haha.

This is just me a dropping a line, sending a message to this side of the interweb to say that, "Hey, I'm still alive!" For the 3 people that read the blog, I will still be writing. So yay, I guess :p

Well, "life kinda happened", so my online storytelling sessions had to take a little breather. Willl be back soon!  This blog will see stories over the long weekend :)

Ciao for now. Good night!

UP Pep Squad for the UAAP 2011 Cheerdance Competition!

I miss UP. And I feel bad I won't get to watch the UAAP Cheerdance competition live this year. But that's not to say I am not cheering for the UP Pep with all my heart. I am cheering for the UP Pep Squad with all my heart even thought I will be far away from Araneta this Saturday :)

Here's to the hope that the UP Pep will bag the Championship AGAIN this year! LET'S GO UP! FIGHT!



Wow, just saying UP FIGHT! again made me all goosebump-y! And yeah, I think the future of the UP Pep Squad still looks super bright this year. Time to bring out the shades again, kids! :D

Getting ready for The Big Bang Theory for Fall Season 2011!

Found this treasure on Tumblr and it really made my day! Thank you fyeahbigbagtheorygifs! Mark your calendars kids, BBT comes back on air on Sep 22! Leonard and Sheldon and the gang in a few more shakes! Can't waittt.

The Big Bang Theory Season 4 Blooper Reel

Not Cleaning Up So Well

(This is a drama post. There might be some rhyming and rhetoric and some painful plea for attention. You have been warned.)

Some days I feel like a sell out. Today is a "some day". I wonder why I'm not pursuing a burning life passion. I know I'm not doing so bad. It's just that as I grow older, I feel a lot more pressure to make sense of my life, to make sure I am living a life that matters.

And yes, I know perfectly well that these are big ass motherhood statements that have no definite answers. I know very well that "making sense of my life" and "living a life that matters" are measured against some standard I hold against myself. Yes, there are constructs society puts up but it still is up to me whether I will consider that my life has actually "made sense" or "mattered".

I am asking these questions because I am wondering why I didn't choose these other choices. I have a pretty good idea why I am doing what I am doing right now. Wait, I take that back. I have very little idea why I am doing what I am doing right now. (So many why's, it's not even funny anymore.) It's not to say one option is a better choice than the other. It's just growing up just means asking all these questions and crossing your fingers you get answers. Growing up also means being able to live with not getting the answers.

I ask why I am not teaching snotty 3-year olds for the sheer love of children. Or for the burning belief that education is so very important I will dedicate my life to is. I ask why I am not playing drums for a band and getting paid with free dinners, why I am not overcome by an all-consuming love for music. I ask why I am not a professional tennis player, why I didn't consider that an option.

I ask why I am not a writer, why I don't throw all my cares to the wind, spend my nights and days in artistic stupor, and not stop writing until I get my book published. I ask why I did not push through with the move to Biology. Yes, sometime in my sophomore year in college, I seriously considered shifting to Biology to pursue medicine. Why I chickened out and did not even try, why I did not even fill out shifting forms, I do not know until now. But yeah, mostly because the idea was too daunting, the idea too big, the thought of the move too scary.

I ask why I did not take up Sociology. I enjoy the social sciences immensely but I cannot find it in me to commit four years of my life to studying the social sciences. It was not a question of interest, it was more of a question of a big enough "why". I ask why I did not do anything about that "wanting to do theater" feeling I had back in college. I wonder how life would've turned out for me, if I ever did. Will I have liked it because that secret "thespian" has been laying dormant inside of me all this time? Or will I have gotten tired of it 3 months into it because again, it was all about the novelty for me?

I guess unless I get to answer "why I do what I do now" with at least a semblance of certainty, I have a pretty strong feeling the questions will keep eating at me for a long while.

Note to Self #2

Get your shit together.

Note to Self

Be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
Talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.
Make all your friends feel there is something special in them.
Look at the sunny side of everything.
Think only of the best, work only for the best, and expect only the best.
Be as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.
Forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
Give everyone a smile.
Spend so much time improving yourself that you have no time left to criticize others.
Be too big for worry and too noble for anger.

- Christian D. Larsen

Some Monday Mornings Need A Little Help To Start

Not to dampen anyone's day, I just feel like I have to get this out of my system - woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. I can't say I don't know why I'm not feeling so super, but I feel so stupid with my reason so I'm not saying. Not one to be dragged down by this not so super start to today, I am finding ways to be a little more chipper than I am.

If you're not having the best day yourself, this one's for you, too. Get ready for our collective swoon in 3..2..1.

Thank you, Tumblr.
Look at those puppy dog eyes (yeah, after looking at the abs hahaha)

You're welcome :)

Some Solid Cheese For Your Wednesday Morning

I heard this this morning over The Morning Rush with Chico. A listener sent in a greeting for her boyfriend:

"Happy anniversary, babe! Four years down... forever to go" :)


I'm not a big fan of the pompous shows of love (yeah, I am) but this one hit a spot. It's like there was fireworks in my insides :p All that certainty kinda makes you heave a sigh for wishful thinking. Hay.

To those with only the "forever to go" covered, goooood morninggg! :)

Crazy Stupid Love

I've seen "Crazy Stupid Love" twice in the past 2 weeks. The first time with Blanche and her friends Mimi and Koko. And the second one yesterday with Giddi. I knew I wanted to watch it the first time a saw the trailer. But I didn't think I'd like it so much it'd merit a re-watch :)

(Just a heads up, I can so tell this is gonna be a long-ass post with many pretty pictures nicked from the interwebz. Hahaha, consider yourself warned.)

Credits to Warner Brothers.

I'm not in a relationship so I'm hard pressed to think why this movie resonates so much with me. The movie in a nutshell (I will talk about the movie in painful detail, so if you still have plans of watching it and not getting any spoilers, bye bye!) is about two people who have been in a relationship for a very long time and are struggling to remember why they loved each other in the first place. Not in any way remotely resembling my current state right now, but the movie somehow managed to endear itself to me so badly.

I guess the selling point of the movie for me is the fact that it is a secret wish I've had burning in the back room of my head for a while. That out there is this someone that you will share amazing chemistry with and that there is this one person that you will just keep coming back to.

Emily Weaver (Julianne Moore) and Cal Weaver (Steve Carell) were so unbelievably convincing as the high school sweethearts that got married at 17, slugged it out together for over 25 years, and surprisingly made it. Yes, Emily wanted a divorce but that isn't to say they didn't have a great marriage. They didn't come out unscathed, but the fact that they were able to stay at the marriage for that long, and happy for a considerable time has to be something. I really think that is something big considering they probably weren't sure when they jumped the gun at 17. 

I loved the movie for the beautiful small moments. That was where the movie was great at. The conversations were heartfelt, the pain was so real, and the sentiments were so raw. I will never forget that scene where Cal and Emily meet again for the first time after Cal moved out. It was in Robbie's (played by Jonah Bobo, their 13-year old son in the movie) Parent-Teacher night.

This was awkward and painful and raw.
And when Cal said, "I miss you, Em", my goodness! my heart broke to a million pieces!

And then there was Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. I love Emma Stone! And oh my goodness just look at how beautiful Ryan Gosling is! These two can just sit onscreen for a full hour, watching their nails grow and I probaly would've gone out to watch them. They don't even need to do anything, I was sold on these two already. And then they make this wonderful story about this beautiful man and this smart redhead, I'm just so happy I want to cry.

The most amazing bed scene - the one where no sex happens :)

This story arc has been used a million times before. Beautiful stud falls hard for the amazing smart girl and they make beautiful and smart babies together. The Hanna (Emma Stone) and Jacob (Ryan Gosling) is also like that but somehow it's different.

I cannot get over how adorable that sequence is when Hanna storms into the bar and makes out with Jacob. They go home to Jacob's and everything that every other rom-com glosses over is played out in awkward details, like a parody of how everything goes smoothly in every other rom-com. Hanna asks questions like "So, how does this go like...logistically?" and the small talk kind of kills the moment but in an endearing way. 

They show the hot and steamy make out on the bed which Hanna breaks by saying "My god, your pillow forms perfectly to the shape of my head! Did you buy this in home TV shopping?". Jacob says yes and Hannah says "Continue" as if there was a pause-play button to the whole thing.

I mean look at that pretty boy. Like seriously look at him.
My gad, the scruff and the arms and that swagger. HOT DEYM.

I think the reason why I like this arc so much (which is kind of how much I like the whole movie hahaha) is because it's just so dreamy. There's this smooth-talking beautiful boy, so beautiful he can get pretty much any girl in the sack, and then he falls, and real hard, in love with a sassy lawyer. I mean just look at the guy! He's so pretty he can eat a pizza sloppily and I still think it's sexy!

I guess that's the dream. That the pretty boy indeed falls in love with the girl who made him think, and who made interesting conversation, and who made him laugh. She was pretty alright, but he fell for her because she was feisty, because she knows what she wants, and she was honest it was awkward. Yeah yeah, I think I'm giving too much of my secret hopes and dreams.

This movie will go down as one of the most heartfelt, most adorable, most heartwarming love stories of all time. That things aren't perfect but that's no excuse not to make the most of it :)

Pardon The Ranting, Venting Required Today

At the risk of sounding needy and whiny and pushing the envelope of being annoying, I am giving in to the needy, to the whiny, and to the annoying. As with all venting goes, there is no logic, no rhyme or reason to the sentiments - just pure, unadulterated complaining. The goal is to get all the negative out of my system and hopefully be fully rid of all the unnecessary feelings creating a ruckus in my insides.

To you, person who holds this power over me, I hate that you have the ability to ruin my day without having to do anything at all. I hate that you have this power over me. I hate it that you can single-handedly make and break my day. I hate how I was doing really well when today started and then had my happy fizzled out because of something I found out about you. I hate it that I am throwing this tantrum and you have no idea you have everything to do with it.

I hate that you see things but don't get it. I hate that I don't get the deal. I hate that I have no one to nitpick these stupid stories with. I hate that I have this circus going on inside my head. I hate that you are vague and say weird things. I hate that I actually like being around you even though you're weird. I hate how we have this wonderful thing going and my brain is hardwired to analyze and over think it, it takes the magic away. I hate that I am programmed to perceive things the way I do and it's getting in the way of many good things.

I hate that you believe all these things I think are baloney. I hate that these things you believe in get in the way of the things I believe should happen. I hate the law of scarcity and how it fucks my brain up. I hate how I have to write in cryptic prose because I can't tell anyone. I hate how this is eating at me and you don't know it.

I hate how things are the way they are right now. I hate how I am left with pretty much no choice and no control over many things. I hate how things are not going my way. I hate that I care about stupid shit like this. I hate that you merited this much blog space.

There I said it. My system can only take so many weird feelings and overly processed thoughts. Enough of the crazy for now.