this never happened before

to atone to the entry i posted a few minutes ago, i will make an effort to make a better night out of this and focus on "the lake house." no. i probably can't make a review because i don't have a steady train of thought right now. so i'll put up the lyrics of the movie's theme song. which i have to say is a good choice because the lyrics and the melody fit the language and story of the film in more ways than one. besides, i don't believe you can go wrong with something from the beatles. or in this case, from any of the beatles.

this is paul mccartney with "this never happened before"

I'm very sure, this never happened to me before

I met you and now I'm sure

This never happened before

Now I see, this is the way it's supposed to be

I met you and now I see

This is the way it should be

This is the way it should be, for lovers

They shouldn't go it alone

It's not so good when your on your own

So come to me, now we can be what we want to be

I love you and now I see

This is the way it should be

This is the way it should be

This is the way it should be, for lovers

They shouldn't go it alone

It's not so good when your on your own

I'm very sure, this never happened to me before

I met you and now I'm sure

This never happened before (This never happened before)

This never happened before (This never happened before)

This never happened before (This never happened before)

This never happened before

all in all, what i could probably say is that i officially believe that keanu reeves and sandra bullock are true actors. or probably they're just a very good looking couple. they became a love team to me in the advent of speed. and in this film, with it being a love story and a remake of a powerful classic, they make me want to believe there should be something between them. they look too good together. and they actually made me believe they were in love with each other. i'll write something more on it when i get the time and when i'm raving more than i am ranting.

oh. and i say watch it. you'll enjoy it because it's not all heartbreak and "waiting." there's a lot of witty dialogue and funny anecdotes.

okay, this is it. i'm focusing more on this film now. (whew. what a recovery.) maybe it's not just because they're a good looking couple. or because they have an onscreen chemistry that's comparable to meg ryan and tom hanks or drew barrymore and adam sandler. it's that the characters they portray seem to be ordinary people meeting through ordinary circumstances who never expect the chance to actually fall in love with the one they're looking at in front of them. or maybe plainly, they're just good actors. who can figure it out? who cares? i ate it all up, anyway.

very good

talk about bursting your bubble. my sister has the ability to turn a good day into a bad one. just when you thought the day's becoming a fun one, she becomes cruella deville doing tantrums. for the past few days she has been staying at home and that has been the longest i've spent with her not arguing since she moved out. she probably passed up the chance to piss me off before today because it was my birthday yesterday. but come today, she moves back into her old vicious selfish self.

since this week was supposed to be dedicated to my vigan trip, i had filed a week long vacation leave from work. but since i have given all my monetary goods to bills, i have been unable to fund vigan. therefore, i decided that this was going to be my bum week. i wouldn't do anything i didn't want to do. and come my birthday, i would try my best to do nothing but stare blindly at every corner of my room until i fall asleep. i succeeded.

my sister decided to spend time home on these days. maybe i started this. because i have wanted to watch the final sequel to the xmen and i knew she was the one i could drag into a movie in short notice. but i never figured that that one short invitation was going to last the rest of my vacation. it was fun during the first days. she made herself amiable. she even fed me through it. that was until a little over an hour ago. after we had dinner and shopped a little and watched the lake house. we weren't quite sure where to go from there since we don't commonly have the same interests other than food, shopping and films. i was texting some friends while we were discussing this. and mind you, i was multi-tasking. i wasn't exactly even texting. was just sending the message and i was asking her where she wanted to go. or what she wanted to do. are we going to wait for mom somewhere? or are we heading home? or does she still want to hang out? then out of the blue, she walked out on me and had this pissed off look all over her. not much time later, when i was enumerating my questions in the clearest possible way i could ask them, she says she was pissed because she was asking me what we were going to do and i was texting.

good God.

how pathetic can that get? can i possibly get anything more logical than that? probably something more adult? she got pissed because i was texting. when everytime she does the same thing, i try to do the decent thing and let it pass. because you're not supposed to make an issue out of texting. it's irrational. it doesn't make sense. so there you go. a good night ending in the worst way possible. i should have asked her before i mentioned i wanted to watch a movie that if she was going to blow this one again, we might as well not waste time and effort to try and make a good event out of it.

i was happy before that happened. i was actually thinking that this was the longest i've spent with her without a prima donna act from her. and then she blows it. very good.

and this could have been a fun entry. something like a review of what i watched. or how i liked going back to eastwood. or the insane things i mused about while i was on leave. but something like that has to happen. some things just never change even when you turn 22.

almost 22

how soon can that get? i never realized i'd be 22 so soon. some things changed and some things just plain stuck the same way as they always did. like a chameleon refusing to change it's color. i have wondered what have become of me at 21. i spent another year at work. traveled some dea. okay, traveled a great deal. a great deal considering the paltry earnings i recieve. i have dwindled doing music though. and has even been less active as a writer. in terms of my craft, i haven't been much of a product. but i have been a living life through the brocade and not sitting in my room writing all the yearnings and reasearch that would create my masterpiece.

so i was saying that i've been trying to gain insight based on real-life experiences. or rather, i have been using it as an excuse so no one would actually say i've given up on my craft. i haven't. sometimes, i feel like i do, but i haven't. i can't do it much as it would have been very convenient. it's like denouncing family and faith. or betraying a friend. i can't do it. so what else have become of me the last year i spent being 21?

revived my nearly dying passion for live gigs. the discovery of saguijo was like finding an oasis. water for my parched soul. considering that since i started work, my shift deprived me of a chance to go out on nucturnal haunts for good music, good food, good drinks and good company. so realizing that a house that was converted into one of the best gig spots in the metro is just some blocks away from the office is God's message to me that he supports my passion for good music, good food, good drinks and good company.

i traveled farther than i expected to. when i started working, i had hoped to travel to some part of this archipelago i live in. i actually did more than that. i went past the archipelago. and i even walked on mainland china. and with that visit came the resolve that iam moving overseas. not because i really have to. i just really want the change. so i decided i had to see more of this country before i leave it for a long time. and i'm proud to have gone bast luzon even if it was only for a little over 24 hours. and i do hope to improving that statistic within the next year.

i tried getting myself into lessons. but the farthest i got was inquiring. early this year i made bad on my promise to start wushu. the only lesson i know of happens to be two hours away from me. and i wouldn't waste those two hours for about three hours of practice. that would be four hours back and forth. the odds are still against it. last month, i was out looking for language lessons. bcause as far as i know, language has always been a fascination to me. any form or shape it takes is something i am completely compelled towards. i figured cantonese would help me in macau. but the only outfit that teaches them offers lessons for 12ooo/30 hours. no siree. not this one. i opted for the japanese lessons. but then i realized that i'll be loaning a rather huge amount of money to get a macbook pro. hmm.. looks like any money i shell out in the future would have to go to the laptop.

i cleared my stats at work. it must be somethign to be proud of. but then, i'm not running for promotion. so what's the use other than it pays well? not really as well as i would have liked it to, but it got me going through the grind.

i got confined. yes. the findings were laughable. who actually gets confined because they were so hungry they fainted? no one. except me. but then i got my wish.

other than that, i can't really say i have been very productive. was it a year wasted then? absolutely not.