Life is a series of broken relationships at this point. It’s so hard to deal when that one person who you considered to be your bestest friend grows apart from you not because of individual differences but because of family. My bestest friend is my aunt. I tell her everything and I’d like to believe that she understands me even if I don’t say anything. Unfortunately her husband is the biggest jerk in the world. A philandering jerk who doesn’t have a sense of responsibility. A person who doesn’t know what a husband and father means. He is who I blame for this strained relationship with my aunt. While it’s unfair to blame everything to him, I still do it because I don’t feel an ounce of positive emotions towards him. As far as I’m concerned, he’s dead to me. My strained relationship with my bestest friend is sad but what’s worse is that my relationship with my cousins who I love very much will be sacrificed as well. These are kids and I treat them like my siblings. Because of the hate I harbored towards their father, I don’t give them the same affection (and gifts) that I used to give. It’s hard because I love them but adulthood gets in the way. I honestly hope that someone knocks some sense into my aunt and leave his good-for-nothing husband. We’d be more than willing to welcome them into our home because they are family. I just want his husband out of their lives because he is pulling them down.
I must truly be a lonely person because I seem to feel bad when the people that matter “neglect” me even just for a while. To justify, I’ll say that I am possessive but if we are to look beyond that, I have to admit that I am lonely. It’s not bad actually when I get hold of myself and realize that life doesn’t revolve on me and these people have other priorities, albeit not me.
Dear Katy Perry,
I was watching your bio on HBO and I suddenly broke down. I honestly had no idea that it would take your One Got That Away for me to release all those emotions. Also, you know what? I cried so hard when you were being interviewed and asked if you miss him. I think we (you at that time) are on the same page. And you know what sucks? I was watching your bio on New Year’s eve (ikr) and I remembered that we were talking that day. Like nothing happened and everything’s perfect.
I honestly hope that John Mayer will treat you right because even if I don’t personally know you, I know that you deserve to be treated like a real lady. You don’t need another heartbreak in your life. No one deserves any heartbreak although I agree when you said that the bad that came with the good will be good for you.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
The Jerie Pingoy rule is a newly-created rule in the UAAP allowing athletes to play for another school only if they serve a 2-year residency or their previous school gives them a release. Did I mention that this is for athletes who graduated fresh out of high school and choose another college? Absurd or..downright absurd?
First of all, these are student-athletes. Now if any of these people have watched Coach Carter, they will be convinced that student comes first over the athlete. If choosing a school because of the quality of education is grounds for punishment, then we are in serious trouble.
If he wants to study then why are you all angry for the 2 year residency? He wants to study right?
Okay, here’s the second part of that hyphenated word which is -athlete. Any athlete would understand that not being able to play in a high level of competition will, at some point, affect your playing abilities. Not everyone is blessed with a particular skill and talent at playing sports. This may be a factor of any individual’s sport talent to go to waste. We as a nation have always believed in sports as a way to unite the country. Take a look at Manny Pacquiao. We are always at a search for the next Olympians. The kids serving the 2-year residency because of that newly-created rule may be our olympians. However, their talents and skills are left wasted on drills and scrimmages, and not being utilized on a real competitive game.
Now kids are redshirting because of the punitive nature of this rule. While this may curb piracy of student-athletes, this is also wasting the intangible. C’mon let’s be serious. Who in the first place practiced “piracy”? The schools themselves. Before they throw stones at another, they must make sure that they are not living in glass houses.
I like you so much but you are not the most amazing human being on earth. In fact, you are too far from that so get over yourself. Also, I am getting over you because you are shit and I am done spending my time moping. I am angry and you (will) deserve all my silent rage. Don’t remember me when you need me, okay? JUST DON’T REMEMBER ME. EVER.
When you want to talk about action-thrillers and testosterone-filled movies, I am NOT the best person to talk to. Sure, I watch them but it’s not right up my alley. Suffice to say, there’s not a lot of these movies that have piqued my interest, those that are enough to make me buy an original DVD or make me regret why I failed to watch it in the movie house. On The Job (a Filipino film)may be the first to have that distinction.
First of all let me just say, PUTANG-INA IT WAS SO GOOD! I initially thought it was hyped up too much especially since the actors are big stars doing an indie film, but no, it was that good and more. It was scarily raw and real. I kept telling my mom how it would be crazy being caught up in an LRT with a cop chasing a murderer or be caught in traffic in a shootout. Also, how they presented poverty was just right. I believed they were poor without the filmmaker resulting to exaggeration in painting how poor the characters are.
Fuck it Tumblr, where did the rest of my post go?!? But for the sake of my love for this movie, I shall commence.
Although there wasn’t a backstory on the characters, I’ve learned to root for them though with ambivalence. The tenderness between Tatang (Joel Torre) and Daniel (Gerald Anderson) was there to tug at your heartstrings and this was used to break your heart even more towards the end. It was also disturbing for me how I screamed “finish her!!” in that lechonan scene when I know I should’ve condemned the two for doing what they’re doing. This, I think, showed how Erik Matti developed these characters for the moviegoers to root for them even if they know that they (Torre and Anderson) are not doing the right thing. By the way, I don’t know much about Joel Torre’s past performances but he was spectacular on this one. A.MA.ZING.
Also, Piolo Pascual. He is such a beautiful human. Ha ha. It’s beyond me how his face was covered in blood but still looked so handsome. How superficial of me! And Joey Marquez was appropriate for how he provided lightness on the tension heavily sprinkled on the film. That middle finger he gave to the dirty cops and politicians? Icing on the cake. I had a good, nervous laugh about that. While we’re on to middle fingers, here’s two of mine for the corruption and so-called leaders who are driving our country to the ground, but I digress.
What made me ultimately decide that this movie is special is when I woke up the next morning and still vividly remember that heartbreaking scene of Tatang and Daniel nearing the end of the movie. It was so painful, I cried. I can still think of Daniel’s face when he said..okay no more spoilers. *sniff*
I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU WATCH THIS FILM REGARDLESS OF PREFERRED GENRE. Those are my feels shouting, okay?
A torrent download is available online (kickass.to) but PLEASE BUY THE ORIGINAL DVD AFTER WATCHING, YOU GUYS. It deserves our money.