Scupidity
I am almost a twelfth done with my nineteenth year, yet the rest of it remains suspiciously annoying. I thought I am going to love each and every detail of it, waiting day-by-day and night-by-night until a spanking surprise come to me and say, “Hey, what a wonderful year for you!” But I was wrong. All of my hopes and aspirations suddenly faded each second as I look forward to this nerve-racking year ahead of me.
Eleven months left, I can hardly wait. I wish I could just make a great leap at this very moment up to the day I turn 20. I wrote to Twenty and I am eating my words now. I wish to see her soon! I wish to forget everything that has happened, that’s happening and that will happen. I just couldn’t stand every single piece of it.
Yesterday was a real off-school day for me. I woke up late, went to the family reunion (through Khyle’s Baptism), visited my cousin CJ and nephew AJ, attended the mass celebration at St. Joseph and had an exciting and memorable marathon with ‘Memoirs of A Geisha’ and ‘Proof.’ I slept around two in the morning, contemplating on the movies I have seen.
‘Memoirs of A Geisha’ is a great masterpiece. It’s a so-so for most people and I can’t figure out why. Maybe this is because I haven’t read the book, which I will never dare to do but for me, even though it’s quite predictable, it’s one of the best movies I have seen. I somehow regret seeing it through a pirated DVD, which didn’t seem pirated (Labo). I should have waited for it to be shown on the big screen.
Same thing with ‘Proof.’ I loved it despite the fact that I didn’t like the story. The plot was so simple yet the way they narrated it in the film was superb. A standing ovation should be given for the cinematography, for Gwyneth and Anthony, for the screenplay and for the director’s exquisite way of showing the sense out of the film. I really loved the flashbacks and the way each scene shifted to another. And of course, who could have missed the luscious ingredient for a math major, the proof itself, even though it was not thoroughly shown and elaborated.
I slept late out of an intense paranoia. And guess what, I have realized that writing your thoughts on paper is an effective way in relieving stress. It's also like transferring your memories on paper. Want an effective way to forget a memorable and bugging experience? Just write your thoughts on a piece of paper and ignore all the grammatical errors and stuff, and once you're done, it's either you keep it or throw it directly to the bin. Just make sure that you won't be able to read it again, for whatever you've written and read will stay with you for eternity.
I woke up with a severe headache. I dunno why.
12:58 PM
Monday, February 20, 2006
