The Inside Man

Damn! This is a very good movie. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I think Clive Owen will be included as one of the top stars after this movie. He should be the next James Bond, IMHO.

Manu, RENT and my first painting!

I have a roommate. He's a classmate of mine while we were still in Iowa and we have somehow ended together through some random circumstances and events. His name is Manu and is an Indian.

Ok hold on a sec. Hold on a sec.

Why am I writing like a grade 2 student introducing this friend of mine? I don't know. I'm already sleepy and I want to get this one over with so I can sleep. For a change, I actually feel like sleeping and that it'll feel good when I do. (Aaah, why is it that we have to taste the bitter seeds in order to appreciate the sweet fruit?)

Anyway, back to my roommate. Why am I introducing him? Well, actually, I'm just setting this one up for something I'm gonna write down the road. Obviously, I see him every day. And so I know a lot about him and his own perspective in life. That is something I'd like to share (I don't know where I get like dealing with other people's problems. I, sometimes am more concerned with theirs first, rather than mine. That's why I get into trouble a lot too. >:) ) Anyway, he's here with me, and now you, the reader are aware of his existence. I can show a picture of him here, but I rather not ruin my blog's aesthetics. (hehe, if he reads this, he'll probably kill me for writing that.)

Now that we're done with that, I'd like to let the world know that I just watched RENT. It's generally known as a play in Broadway, but I didn't go there, I just rented the DVD (get it, rent? When you thought the jokes are bad now, it only gets worse!). The one with Taye Diggs and Rosario Dawson. It's pretty good. I wouldn't have rented it in the first place if it were not for Mia's exclaiming that it was indeed good and worth watching. (Mia's a good friend of mine.) I hear that in the Philippines, some studio bought the movie rights to the play RENT and that's why every one and their mother is excited about it there.

If they're gonna be excited about rent, I'm equally excited about my first painting. Yep, that's right, I have a painting. I'm now officially an artist! I have been dabbling in this painting website. And occasionally I found myself spending time on it. (Sometimes, when I shouldn't be doing so... so naughty me.) Anyway, after a few ones that didn't make the mark (I have a standard ya know), I have one that I particularly. Somehow, it made sense, or actually, it's just nice to look at.



I'm actually thinking of buying a pen and tablet. I am already enjoying this occasional excursions into the world of painting, I'm thinking of making it a hobby. Oh well, we'll see.

Anyway, that's it for tonight. Sooo sleepy.

13th of March

My mom visited me for 2 weeks here in Florida, and left about a week ago. It was quite a refreshing visit to be honest. I tasted some home meals for a change. My dad was also here, arriving 10 days after my mom.

One thing I'd like to talk about is about my dad. As I learn more about my dad, the more I see myself in him. For starters, it's how he is with other people and his love ones. If you want to make my dad happy, you can't make it by giving him stuff and other things that you usually give to people to surprise them. The way to do so is to make the people he wants happy to be happy.

If I give my mom a gift, my dad is happy. That's where he derives his satisfaction--knowing that other people are happy. It's this selfless act that I inherited from him. I usually put other people first before myself. In some of the things I do (altogether a huge subject), I usually put others first, then my own, if it's still needed. Feeling the joy and satisfaction of others gives me the same joy and satisfaction.

Anyway, let me just tell you what we did here, cause that's where the good stuff really is. I was so appreciative that my dad took the time to fix my car. It's an old Toyota Camry. It has some things wrong with it. Not really show stoppers, more like small things that I just don't have the knowledge to fix.

In one of the 3 days he was here, he took my mom on a stroll around the apartment complex. I stayed behind to give them some time for themselves. They were like kids, actually. Each enjoying each other's company and the moment. Something that I miss. Little did I know that they walked like 10 minutes to the local grocery. My mom loves to buy stuff, whether they're food or fashion accessories. And my dad knows this and that's why he took her there.

They came back late, and got me a little bit worried, but I knew they were safe. They looked haggard from the walk, but nonetheless enjoyed their time. It's one of the moments that I'll remember during their visit here. And so glad I could see them like that. I mean what else could I ask for? My parents are in love with each other like as if they have just met.

It's amazing how I start this log trying to write about my experience and end up writing someone else's. Maybe it's just my dad in me. I'm happy when I see other people enjoying themselves =)