7 Days Of...

Like the movie 500 Days of Summer, I felt like walking in the shoes of Tom Hansen. And, definitely those shoes are cold and very love-deprived—not the kind that an average guy would buy but still inexplicably inevitable.

The sudden hiatus from our 24/7 text marathon brought me sulking emotional pain, which was equally daunting as my canker sores are excruciatingly causing inescapable pain during meal times. But the only difference was, moments after eating, the sore pain would gradually cease while my love sickness continued to exacerbate.

And then my friends told me to just send her a text message, disregarding all my pride. It was evening by then, it would have had been a wonderful dinner at Grand Hotel on a seminar conference on nursing research, but I guess the idea of texting her didn’t fully console or forego my lamenting emotions or enhanced my appetite.

She replied, reminding me that she didn’t have load. What the fuck? I don’t know if I should seriously accept that reason, because it would take a miracle for me to believe that. Was it a subtle gesture of telling me to back away and move on with my life? I was at some point certain about my gut feeling regarding that matter.

But I need not to assume things. Because I never knew her 100% in the flesh, so I didn’t have anything tangibly concrete to possibly explain or reveal the truth behind my theoretical assumptions. It was like a Dan Brown novel, except for the fact that I didn’t have the facts to begin with on my case.

So should I continue investigating? The only overwhelming evidence I have is her Facebook wall, which was not reliable, but it’s the only clue that I have to expand and delve further deeper into.

Hello, Brace Boy

I was actually hoping that today would be a day of productivity (especially, that I have a lot of school-related tasks that needed starting), and given my free time today, I should have had been be able to accomplish a lot of things.

But since I was lazy-balls mode the whole day, I snoozed my alarm for the nth time from 6 AM until the moment I woke up at 10. And of course, I usually start my weekend by updating my online social networking accounts—seriously not very productive, unless I woke up earlier, then I would run a few rounds around the block. This is why I’m very jealous at times to people who do not have internet connections in their home. I mean, just think of the countless possibilities that they are able to do outside the constricting clutches of the World Wide Web.

Still, I was able to do something “sort of” productive. By 2 PM, I visited a dentist, who was a friend of my cousin, in Time Square Building in Gen. Luna Street, asking if retainers would do the orthodontic magic of fixing my gapped front teeth and some minor relapse in my lower set of molars. And of course, as expected, he recommended braces (fuck much).

So I thought about it for a while and consulted my mom. I seriously wouldn’t want to undergo the whole “nerd phase” of having the unfortunate opportunity to wear both glasses and braces. But then, my mom was willing to finance (again—since I had braces in high school) and I considered that this would only be temporary and would last only for 10-12 months, plus it would finally fix my gapped front teeth and definitely would boost my self-confidence in the long run.

Hopefully, I made the right decision, both with regards to financial and esteem matters.

Life As We Know It: Film Review

Thank God it’s Friday, but more importantly, thank God it’s a class-free Friday. So I finally get to watch a film outside the realms of my home with a few close friends. Michael wanted to watch You Again but Lorene and I settled on Life As We Know It starring Josh Duhamel and Katherine Heigl.

Overall, it wasn’t a good film, not a bad one either—but if the script and screenplay were worse, it would have had been Katherine Heigl’s pitfall movie (considering that she’s starred in lofty good films: Knocked Up, 27 Dresses, The Ugly Truth).

But let’s not point fingers here to the two actors why the film sucked—a bit. First of all, the story was quite superficial: a married couple dies in a car accident and leaves their 1-year-old daughter to their closest friends Holly (Heigl) and Messer (Duhamel). The two were reluctant at first even to the point of hating each other, were forced to live under one roof by a blunt egocentric social worker, but sooner realized that they had chemistry (and sex) and finally fell in love. End of story. Quite a shocker, isn’t it?

And let me babble that Holly was a complete reprise of Heigl’s previous role in the Ugly Truth. In fact, the Ugly Truth and Life As We Know It have similarities: (1) quirky career-girl meets attention-grabbing sex-expert guy, (2) quirky career-girl is single and has a dormant sex life, (3) attention-grabbing sex-expert guy helps quirky career-girl gets the guy of her dreams (surprisingly, doctors in both films), (4) attention-grabbing sex-expert guy begins to feel jealousy but confesses in the later part of the movie that assholes do fall in love, and of course, (5) quirky career-girl remains constantly quirky throughout the entire story.

So the film, in general, utilized extremely overused formulas in making romantic-comedy films. But then again, on the other hand, there were also some goods (like including an orphan toddler in the plot and how the two lead roles will be able to resolve their feud and parenting issues despite the fact that they’re not in a relationship and the baby isn’t theirs biologically in the first place). Sad thing is instead of concentrating on the better elements of the film, the producers decided to highlight Holly’s obsessive compulsive behaviors and Messer’s need for random one night stands.

And if you think of the movie that way, you’ll then realize the epic irony of the superficial plot and the title of the film. The appropriate title would have been Life As We Know It From A Quirky Career-Girl and Attention-Grabbing Sex-Expert Guy’s Point of View.

My final verdict would be 2.5 stars out of 5. Initially, it was just 2 stars, but the added 0.5 was due to the reasons that I am an avid Katherine Heigl fan and a desperate hopeless single who appreciated the only lesson of the film: even assholes fall in love.

The Aftermath of Our Hobbit Adventure

Yes after 3 days of relentless dedication to process our service grant scholarship, I was finally able to enroll myself. Though I had a bad morning (because of our drug testing schedule which started 8:30 and ended until 11:30, which equated to 3 hours of waiting), I was all smiles during the whole duration from the point I received the official receipt and throughout the early afternoon.

Yet then again, like the yin and yang, I was a bit disappointed when I arrived in class. Talk about speedy labile mood swings. And no, I don’t have bipolar disorder (yet HAHAHAHA loljk).

It’s just that usually before our daily quiz starts, Michael, Darwin and I would form a small group question-and-answer discussion about our forthcoming quiz, and today, since I was tied to my Lifeline responsibilities yesterday the whole afternoon and I was scheduled for drug testing which eventually turned out to occupy my whole time in the morning, I wasn’t able to study that much, when compared to Michael and Darwin’s studying galore.

Though disappointed at myself initially, I realized that I shouldn’t compare myself too much with other people. It’s a lesson everyone must learn that sometimes, one needs to appreciate himself more rather than compare himself and beseech inwardly for his belittled traits and qualities. *yeah right, ha*