You can't please everyone

I had an interesting situation last night. Being the leader of a guild, I had to make a choice. Going with either direction is good enough, as each choice can stand on it's own merits. However, I quickly realized that going with one decision will not go well with one group of people and the other choice will not go well with another group.

It really put me between a rock and a hard place and... I caved in. I tried to go for a compromise, and the funny thing is that I upsetted both camps in my middle-way approach.

I'm learning as this goes by.

Livin' full.

Don’t let a day pass where you didn’t laugh at yourself, cry cause you were hurt, and feel grateful at the simple things life has to offer. And the most important thing of all is to be vulnerable. Be the most vulnerable that you can be and be thankful when you are. For only when we have experienced the complete joy of living do you actually see that there’s nothing to be afraid of. When you realize there’s nothing to be afraid of, all the masks and walls we built around ourselves fall away and all that is left is who we truly are.

Yema!

About 3 nights ago, I decided to try my hand at cooking. Or more truthfully, my belly ached for filipino dishes. One of my favorite things when I was a kid was yema. I like them so much, in their cellophanes and they would usually be brittle. I liked them!

So what I did was look up the ingredients on the Net. I found out that is was so simple. So, I went and bought the ingredients and did it. And it has been worth it! Yum yum. Every meal, I'll get a spoonful. Hehe, I didn't put it in cellophanes e. I just need to tweak the ingredients a bit next time to suit my taste.

Fond Memory

There are certain things that stay with you no matter what. Memories or feelings that even as you grow old, they’re still there. And at times, you even yearn for them. And the funny thing is that they’re so mundane, it’s so hard to see that during that time, they’re the best things that life has to offer.

When I was still in college, I used to buy morning pandesal in our university cooperative. I don’t know why, but thinking about it gives me the same fondness that you get when you reminisce your childhood memories.

I would usually come to UP (University of the Philippines) in the early hours of morning. You can still feel the cool morning air as the sun has just recently risen. I would park at the back of COOP (that’s what we call our university’s cooperative). Then, as I got out of my car, I just enjoy the pleasant aroma of pandesal being baked. I would buy a few of them, and eat them to my heart’s delight. They’re some of the best tasting pandesal I’ve had.

Happy bday and a movie review

Before I go any further, today is my Mom's birthday. I'm sorry Mom, I wish I could be there with you. Happy Birthday!!!

Now, on to our post...

Last night, I watched "Pretty In Pink". It wasn't the first movie that I watched, but the others are just too complicated to write a review about. Anyway, I wasn't expecting much. Well, what can you expect much from a teenage, puppy-crush movie anyway? I figured doing a review on this one will be a snap. Well, it didn't fail, although it was a little deeper than what I had expected. I was ready to bash it, ready to say how corny it was and stuff. I was planning on cleaning my carpet while watching it, with the hope that doing that chore would help ease the boredom of watching this movie. But in the middle of the movie I was actually into it. I was enthralled that I actually forgot to clean my carpet. (Dammit! Now, I remember I have to do it tonight) But I digress. So here it goes.

The movie starts by quickly making you fall in love. This girl meets her prince charming. It didn't start as a hate relationship like in a lot of teenage movies, where in the end of the movie, the guy eventually reveals himself and they both fall in love. No, this one kind of breaks from the pattern, and the two main characters immediately fall in love in each. Then I was thinking, this has got to be a mistake; there's nothing left to tell. It's done, they're in love, and I should be seeing credits rolling. Aah, as I continued to watch, now the conflict starts to build. You see the prince charming guy is rich, with snobbish friends, and the girl Andy (Molly Ringwald) has to face a lot of criticisms and name callings from the rich kids in her school. She also has a best guy friend who's trying to win her heart. And on top of all that she's trying to cope the lost of her mother and her father's incapability to accept the fact that his wife's not coming back. And of course, the relationship between the two love birds start to crack as they face these pressures.

It was engrossing to see Andy face these problems and you really begin to care about her at this point. It was, after all, a landmark movie, and my hopes that this movie is more than just a teenage/puppy love type of thing is beginning to become reality.

... until the ending came...

It was prom night, and everyone has been having problems, but during prom night, Andy wears this pink dress and that everyone was saying how stunning she is, blah blah blah. Personally I found her the most stunning whenever she was in her ordinary clothes and doing mundane things. Anyway, in her "stunning" pink dress, she comes inside the hall where the prom is, and there was this "beautiful princess effect". This effect is quite common in movies. The effect goes like this: if you're beautiful enough, and you wear a stunning dress, all of your problems are solved, the naysayers appear as losers and you end up with prince charming. Of course this is what happened, and I've never seen my interest drop faster than than the slope of a cliff.

Oh well, there goes 1.5 hours of my night last night. I really like this movie, except for the ending. There were some really touching scenes where you just care for the movie, and for me, those were the best parts. The climax/ending just ruined what could have been a great movie by choosing the easy way out. It kind of reminds me a teenage version of "Chasing Amy". Now, maybe I can do a review on that one. Hrm...

Z

Last night I cried. I felt like I lost a great friend. Thank you Z for the wacky jokes. Whether you come back or not, I’ll always be your friend.

Interesting reads.

Here are two articles by people who are "awakened". The first one's a straight up series of statements, while the second one is an interview. There really is nothing to write much about them. They make an interesting read though.

www.theopensecret.com
www.realization.org/page/doc1/doc107a.htm