I had been dying to watch this movie since first seeing it's trailer about a couple of months ago. It was too cute and well, I'm a sucker for cuteness. So the bu and I made sure we got to watch it as soon as it came out. So one Tuesday we went on a double date with Karla, my new friend, and her beau Gabo. :)
When I finally was able to see it, I wasn't that impressed. Ok, let me explain myself. I liked it, it was so so. I mean I have seen better and all that hype...it makes you have all these ideas in your head then bam...let down. Not good.
I liked Agnes, she really was what made the movie adorable. Her and the minions. But the story was a bit too dry for me. It was another one of those movies where you can already imagine the next scene...
I really hate it when the trailer is practically what the whole movie is about. It takes everything away from the movie. You've already seen the funny parts. You've already learned the funny lines. You've already laughed at the characters. It makes watching the movie feel like you're watching a re-run. And having to pay so much for a movie, it's a waste to pay for a re-run.
I would suggest watching this movie if you really have nothing else to watch. It's one of those movies you can just catch on DVD. Although, Gabo would beg to differ, apparently it is better to watch in 3D. I decided to catch it on 2D and it was nothing spectacular.
But that's just my point of view...
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Guns and losing loved ones...
I grew up around guns. My dad loves them. I learned to shoot an air rifle when I was a child, probably no older than 4 years old. It was fun. I got to shoot at a target at cans, bottles, anything that we could pick up in our backyard. Then I learned how to shoot an actual hand gun, part of my dad's plan to make sure I can defend myself when there is a need to. I have never had to, thank God. :)
Being prepared is one thing. Being a bully is another. I really honestly hate it when people think just because you have a gun means you're hard ass. Nope, on the contrary most of the time it means you're a coward and that you hide behind guns. Guns aren't toys and letting people who are not emotionally and psychologically handle one is just asking for trouble.
When I was a preschool teacher it was a rule that my students were not allowed to bring toy guns into the classroom. They weren't allowed to play shooting games with their hands either. I wanted them to understand that these are not games. Shooting someone, it's not a joke and it should never be done for fun.
Recently, a good friend of mine lost her fiance to a shooting incident. It was a useless death which left so much pain and suffering. I only wish them strength in their suffering and justice for the loved one they lost.
When I first learned of the news of his death I was stunned. I literally sat there waiting for the news to sink in, praying against anything that it wasn't true. I was shocked. In pain for my friend, heart broken. It was like I was going through the same thing although I know for sure it was nothing compared to what she was going through. I saw her yesterday and her resilience made me love her more. She is the bravest person I know and I am not as worried anymore because I see her and I can see that she is loved and she will never be alone.
Losing someone that way, no matter how strong you are, it takes a toll on you. Losing someone is hard enough. Losing the one you love to something so useless...that is unforgivable.
I hope whoever it was that did it, I hope he suffers. I hope he never gets another night of sleep. I hope that every time he closes his eyes he sees what he has done, who he has hurt, who he has made suffer. I hope that he realize what he did and come clean. I hope he pays for every tear he has made them shed.
But that's just my point of view...
Being prepared is one thing. Being a bully is another. I really honestly hate it when people think just because you have a gun means you're hard ass. Nope, on the contrary most of the time it means you're a coward and that you hide behind guns. Guns aren't toys and letting people who are not emotionally and psychologically handle one is just asking for trouble.
When I was a preschool teacher it was a rule that my students were not allowed to bring toy guns into the classroom. They weren't allowed to play shooting games with their hands either. I wanted them to understand that these are not games. Shooting someone, it's not a joke and it should never be done for fun.
Recently, a good friend of mine lost her fiance to a shooting incident. It was a useless death which left so much pain and suffering. I only wish them strength in their suffering and justice for the loved one they lost.
When I first learned of the news of his death I was stunned. I literally sat there waiting for the news to sink in, praying against anything that it wasn't true. I was shocked. In pain for my friend, heart broken. It was like I was going through the same thing although I know for sure it was nothing compared to what she was going through. I saw her yesterday and her resilience made me love her more. She is the bravest person I know and I am not as worried anymore because I see her and I can see that she is loved and she will never be alone.
Losing someone that way, no matter how strong you are, it takes a toll on you. Losing someone is hard enough. Losing the one you love to something so useless...that is unforgivable.
I hope whoever it was that did it, I hope he suffers. I hope he never gets another night of sleep. I hope that every time he closes his eyes he sees what he has done, who he has hurt, who he has made suffer. I hope that he realize what he did and come clean. I hope he pays for every tear he has made them shed.
But that's just my point of view...
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Moving to greener pastures...
Most people believe that moving to a different country will result in a better life. A brighter future. The grass is always greener on the other side...or is it really?
Since graduating from college I've seen more than my fair share of friends leave for greener pastures. I attended despididas left and right for friends who would try their luck elsewhere hoping for a better job with a better pay grade. I watched as the number of my best girl friends started dwindling as they started leaving. It was not fun! :(
And as with all long distance relationships, it has been very difficult to keep in touch with them. We constantly email to update each other but admittedly as we all start to live our own lives these grow fewer and farther apart. A sad reality.
Nonetheless, the bu and I have been recently thinking about what we want to do with our lives. We think about where we want to live in the future when we have a family and how this will affect our lives.
I admit, I grew up spoiled. I am not accustomed to house work. I try to cook every once in awhile whenever I feel like it. I don't wash clothes nor do I iron them. So it's one thing to live in a foreign country, it's another thing to live their alone.
But when you grow up and you start to take on more responsibilities, not for anyone else but for yourself then you get forced to wake up to the stark reality that...life is hard living in a third world country. No, don't get me wrong I love the Philippines and everything it has to offer. But we have to accept reality that we do not have everything other countries have to offer. We would be lucky to have half. And so moving to another country seems like a good idea. To some it may even seem like the only idea.
Talking to friends and family who move abroad I get mixed reviews. You earn well that's true but is it really a better alternative to what you have here? I would break it down into point but the post is already long enough so let me just summarize things to make it simpler.
Moving abroad gives you a lot of opportunities but it also takes you away from what you're accustomed to, like having your family and friends around or little perks like having someone to help you at home.
Staying where you are means you'll have to work harder and longer to get what you want but it also means you will never be alone.
As I end let me share what I too would like to do with my life. I would love to live in London, that is my dream. To raise my children in a place where it is better to walk, breathe the fresh air, play in the park, take in the culture. I would love to be able to offer them better, brighter futures. I know that it will be hard and it will be even harder to raise a family completely on your own distant from what you call home. But in the end, it's what will make things better and sometimes, that's just what it takes.
But that's just my point of view...
Since graduating from college I've seen more than my fair share of friends leave for greener pastures. I attended despididas left and right for friends who would try their luck elsewhere hoping for a better job with a better pay grade. I watched as the number of my best girl friends started dwindling as they started leaving. It was not fun! :(
And as with all long distance relationships, it has been very difficult to keep in touch with them. We constantly email to update each other but admittedly as we all start to live our own lives these grow fewer and farther apart. A sad reality.
Nonetheless, the bu and I have been recently thinking about what we want to do with our lives. We think about where we want to live in the future when we have a family and how this will affect our lives.
I admit, I grew up spoiled. I am not accustomed to house work. I try to cook every once in awhile whenever I feel like it. I don't wash clothes nor do I iron them. So it's one thing to live in a foreign country, it's another thing to live their alone.
But when you grow up and you start to take on more responsibilities, not for anyone else but for yourself then you get forced to wake up to the stark reality that...life is hard living in a third world country. No, don't get me wrong I love the Philippines and everything it has to offer. But we have to accept reality that we do not have everything other countries have to offer. We would be lucky to have half. And so moving to another country seems like a good idea. To some it may even seem like the only idea.
Talking to friends and family who move abroad I get mixed reviews. You earn well that's true but is it really a better alternative to what you have here? I would break it down into point but the post is already long enough so let me just summarize things to make it simpler.
Moving abroad gives you a lot of opportunities but it also takes you away from what you're accustomed to, like having your family and friends around or little perks like having someone to help you at home.
Staying where you are means you'll have to work harder and longer to get what you want but it also means you will never be alone.
As I end let me share what I too would like to do with my life. I would love to live in London, that is my dream. To raise my children in a place where it is better to walk, breathe the fresh air, play in the park, take in the culture. I would love to be able to offer them better, brighter futures. I know that it will be hard and it will be even harder to raise a family completely on your own distant from what you call home. But in the end, it's what will make things better and sometimes, that's just what it takes.
But that's just my point of view...
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The blood bath that was the hostage taking...
I've been swamped at work hence the time it took since the last post. Last Monday marked a very tragic day in Philippine history. Our amazing police force is at the forefront of what is to be the best documented hostage taking in media history. No, that wasn't a compliment.
The day started out normal for me. I was at work doing work stuff when my friend sends me a message telling me there was a hostage taking. I thought nothing of it at first. Admit it, we all thought it was just one of those things. So I went on with my day getting updates every once in awhile. It seemed to be going well for them. Hostages were being released in groups and well, at least there was progress. At some point I got lost, I couldn't understand what the buzz about 3PM was until later that day. But from the way I saw it, everyone was just taking their time.
I'm not a fan of violence. I don't really like watching wrestling or UFC. I try not to be a hater. I qualified that since I do have my moments. But since getting back together with the bu, I've been trying to be more...grown up. If things can be fixed amicably then by all means it should be. So I do believe the fact that the police didn't shoot the hostage taker when they first saw his profile was a good call. They would have been criticized the same way for resorting to violence instead of trying to negotiate their way out of it. I don't envy them.
But then again, there were so many people there. Too many actually and that's what I think made everything worse. By standers, street vendors, media and way too many people who know it all. It wasn't a good equation at all.
I think the biggest thing that went wrong was the fact that the media decided to air everything. LIVE. Big mistake. I was watching a clip from a news crew last night and I was surprised. The reporter kept mentioning that the hostage taker was probably watching his family get arrested and that this would probably trigger him to becoming more aggressive and yet there he was...continuing his play by play. Common sense right? You knew the danger, you knew what could happen, you knew he was watching and yet you still went at it. Seriously. How can they say they had nothing to do with it.
Then there's the other fact that well, media is opinionated. They kept going at it. They kept pressuring the police, giving them ideas that well, maybe the brother is an accessory. I mean seriously, could all of these not have waited. Just a thought.
In the end, it was just sad. I saw the footage of how he shot at the side of the bus. I kept flashing back to previous shots when that same woman kept peeking out the window. How surreal is it that well, one minute she's alive, the next...we all know.
As a Filipino, I am ashamed. That our government system is like this. It was left like this by the previous administration. Sad and maddening. We have a lot to do, loads to fix and we all need to be part of it. Part of the change.
Now is not the time to point fingers. In the age of technology where everything is magnified and everything is broadcasted right away, we have to take responsibility. For our actions and our opinions. I too have to be like this. As Ghandi so very well phrased it for all of us...you must be the change you wish to see in the world.
But that's just my point of view...
The day started out normal for me. I was at work doing work stuff when my friend sends me a message telling me there was a hostage taking. I thought nothing of it at first. Admit it, we all thought it was just one of those things. So I went on with my day getting updates every once in awhile. It seemed to be going well for them. Hostages were being released in groups and well, at least there was progress. At some point I got lost, I couldn't understand what the buzz about 3PM was until later that day. But from the way I saw it, everyone was just taking their time.
I'm not a fan of violence. I don't really like watching wrestling or UFC. I try not to be a hater. I qualified that since I do have my moments. But since getting back together with the bu, I've been trying to be more...grown up. If things can be fixed amicably then by all means it should be. So I do believe the fact that the police didn't shoot the hostage taker when they first saw his profile was a good call. They would have been criticized the same way for resorting to violence instead of trying to negotiate their way out of it. I don't envy them.
But then again, there were so many people there. Too many actually and that's what I think made everything worse. By standers, street vendors, media and way too many people who know it all. It wasn't a good equation at all.
I think the biggest thing that went wrong was the fact that the media decided to air everything. LIVE. Big mistake. I was watching a clip from a news crew last night and I was surprised. The reporter kept mentioning that the hostage taker was probably watching his family get arrested and that this would probably trigger him to becoming more aggressive and yet there he was...continuing his play by play. Common sense right? You knew the danger, you knew what could happen, you knew he was watching and yet you still went at it. Seriously. How can they say they had nothing to do with it.
Then there's the other fact that well, media is opinionated. They kept going at it. They kept pressuring the police, giving them ideas that well, maybe the brother is an accessory. I mean seriously, could all of these not have waited. Just a thought.
In the end, it was just sad. I saw the footage of how he shot at the side of the bus. I kept flashing back to previous shots when that same woman kept peeking out the window. How surreal is it that well, one minute she's alive, the next...we all know.
As a Filipino, I am ashamed. That our government system is like this. It was left like this by the previous administration. Sad and maddening. We have a lot to do, loads to fix and we all need to be part of it. Part of the change.
Now is not the time to point fingers. In the age of technology where everything is magnified and everything is broadcasted right away, we have to take responsibility. For our actions and our opinions. I too have to be like this. As Ghandi so very well phrased it for all of us...you must be the change you wish to see in the world.
But that's just my point of view...
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Three Day Weekends...
Recently it was announced that the President has decided to take back the proclamation of Aug 23 as a holiday. That irked me. I mean really...
I am a worker, I sadly don't own my own company. I got to work 5 times a week at least for 9 hours at least. Now don't take it the wrong way, I like my job. But it's tiring and well, a three day weekend was one of those bonus days that you look forward to. I was already planning my trip! So the disappointment was obvious. Thank you Mr. President for taking away that silver lining from me.
When I thought more about it, I figured why was I so mad. There really was no reason to declare it a non-working holiday. The real holiday was on the 21st really. But the thing is. He already did declare it. He already made the statement then he took it back. It's like being a told as a child that you could get your favorite toy then taking it back again because I just felt like it. That was seriously stupid. Don't say something then take it back again. That's just wrong. It would have been perfectly fine if you just kept your mouth shut and not get everyone so excited.
I respect the fact that he thought about it and realized that it was a waste of a work day. If I owned a company I would be grateful. But next time...just don't say anything if you have nothing good to say.
But that's just my point of view...
I am a worker, I sadly don't own my own company. I got to work 5 times a week at least for 9 hours at least. Now don't take it the wrong way, I like my job. But it's tiring and well, a three day weekend was one of those bonus days that you look forward to. I was already planning my trip! So the disappointment was obvious. Thank you Mr. President for taking away that silver lining from me.
When I thought more about it, I figured why was I so mad. There really was no reason to declare it a non-working holiday. The real holiday was on the 21st really. But the thing is. He already did declare it. He already made the statement then he took it back. It's like being a told as a child that you could get your favorite toy then taking it back again because I just felt like it. That was seriously stupid. Don't say something then take it back again. That's just wrong. It would have been perfectly fine if you just kept your mouth shut and not get everyone so excited.
I respect the fact that he thought about it and realized that it was a waste of a work day. If I owned a company I would be grateful. But next time...just don't say anything if you have nothing good to say.
But that's just my point of view...
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