/ 3:23:00 PM

Hokei. 2 weeks na pala akong entry-less. Hmm..



where to start.... where to start....



Papers are starting to pour in so that leaves me with practically no spare time to blog. Just enough time to check my email and drop by my small circle of bloggy family. Other than my few moments of internet time, work life is falling into this monotomous cycle of humdrum-ness. And all I have to show for it are my computer strained eyes and the nearly healed papercuts on my fingers. Gaah. It's so lonely here. Yeah, am busy but am also ridiculously bored. Gaah.



Home life? Weh. Imma skip that part to spare y'all the fucken *zein, pahiram* drama. Just wanna say that being the only child is not the fucken bed of roses other people normally peg it to be. Dysfunction spares no one. It doesn't choose by numbers. There's a reason why I like to escape in my wonderful world of celluloid reality ya know. Heh.



DUH IDIOT'S BOX: tv-thon



My weekends and weeknights could very well be reduced to these three letters: c.s.i.

Got my season 1-2 CSI vcds a couple of weeks ago {wheee!} and I've been watching one ep a night since then. I started with the 2-parter series premiere. Before I jumped to the s2 season finale. Then backtracked to the rest of season 2. Before I resumed watching the rest of season 1. Heh. How's that for continuity? =p Bad meowl. =p Good thing that CSI eps are generally stand-alone ones.



My season 3-4 vcds arrived last saturday {hurrah!} and I've been giving myself 1-2 eps a night. Started off by watching Fur and Loathing (6th ep of the ongoing season) before going back to the third season eps. Hehe. Can't get over how Catherine's hair underwent one hell of a makeover. I was comparing Marg Helgenberger's look during those bad hair seasons (re: seasons 1 & 2) and I can't believe how horrible she looked back then. She must've freakin' aged by 10 years! Horrible. Just plain horrible that I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her on the recent Emmy's where she was just playing herself and not being Catherine Willows. Grabe, ang bata pa pala niya tingnan. And now on CSI's season 3-4, she definitely looks much more gorgeous. I'm not exactly sure if the case of the bad hair was in line with a character development thing or just a case of a stylist gone mad.



A thought.



I could prolly ace the "Marshmallow"/EQ test. Food's not my thing anyway. Wait, scratch that. I love to eat, am just saying that it's not the most major of my weaknesses. When it comes to food, I can usually save the best for last. Delayed gratification at its finest. But a book, video or movie? *cheeky* Now that's where my hard-earned restraint (aka repression) crumbles to smithereens. Say goodbye to self-control. Coz I live for spoilers. And feedbacks. And people who can't stop ranting or raving about a movie or a tv show I haven't seen yet. And i probably can't read a book without taking a peek at the ending sometime during the first half or so. ^_^


Say hellew to the control freak.



D'SHELVED



Last last Thursday



Browsed through Booksale (Glorietta branch) and I was able to find four buyable books: a couple of Woodiwiss' fluffy no-brainers, a scifi/fantasy one and Bel Canto. I wanted to buy Joy Luck Club but at P70, it was still pricey compared to other booksale branches. So I ended up choosing the cheapest of the lot which was the Mercedes Lackey scifi paperback. Nope, I've never read any of her writings previously. I just came across her name one time when I was doing some online hunt for book recommendations. So while I was crouched over those dusty bins, her name just leapt out amongst those ratty-looking books. It was the 1st book of her Bardic Voices series. The summary looked interesting enough so.. what the hey. I decided to be "adventurous."



Anyways, the book served as the breather from my csi marathon. Had to take a break after around 4-5 eps. Lest the vcd player conk out on me. Hehe. So far, I still don't have a strong opinion about the book. It's ok in the sense that I'm not regretting I bought it but I'm pretty much undecided if I'm gonna be a Mercedes Lackey convert now. Hmm.. so here's the verdict: Sure, I'd like to read the next one but it's not like I'm waiting with baited breath for the next installment. If I were, I would've combed the bookstores by now. I got some of her ebooks off the net but I haven't even opened a single file yet. Hehe. Yep, I'm that excited. Haay. And here I was.. hoping I could find the next new author I could obsess on.



I'm still not sure if I should've bought Bel Canto. Story seems pretty tragic. Am gonna go pex-ing first to fish for feedback.



Last Thursday.



I left the office a lil earlier than my usual but I didn't wanna go home yet so I just roamed Glorietta. Went through the door leading to Mercury Drug and then walked aimlessly to the mall proper. Passed by Goodwill Bookstore. And then came to a dead stop. I don't usually like the book selection of this Goodwill branch but I went in anyway. Then I walked straight to the fiction/bestsellers section and then let my eyes do a quick check. So there I was, expecting to find nothing... and then baam! I saw two Susan Carroll books! Whoopteedoo! Good thing I was able to catch myself before I squealed in wondrous excitement. It's not that she's the greatest of writers. It's just that Susan Carroll books aren't as mass produced or as readily available than the Danielle Steels and Jude Deverauxs and I've given up hope on ever finding one a long time ago. So actually finding not only one SC book gave my book-hunter heart a hell of a sugar rush.



Yeah, I hear ye.. So who the heck is Susan Carroll? Uhm, she's not a Julie Garwood or Judith McNaught or one of the more famous ones in her genre but I do happen to enjoy her books. Years ago, I got this rather thick paperback from Booksale (when there was still a Baclaran branch). It was a weepy historical romance novel called Winterbourne. Historical romance? Er.. yeah, I read those stuff too. Ok, fine. You can snicker all you want. *lolz. defensive ba?* Anyways, fluff or not, am still a picky reader. And after having read my fair share of crudely written fluff materials, I've come to treasure those writers who can actually work some magic. Those who can alternately make you chuckle and then tug at your heartstrings as well. Those who can write those "good stuff" *winkwink* without being overly graphic or raunchy about it. Those are the types of romance novelists whose books I can happily tuck under my "keeper" books category. Anyhow, the two books I found at Goodwill are slightly different from Winterbourne. The Bride Finder and its sequel, The Night Drifter both have a touch of fantasy and paranormal workings in it. I still like Winterbourne more but the series on the St. Leger family are awright. Now if only I could find the last book of this trilogy. Should anyone see a copy of Midnight Bride, do let me know awkee? ^_^



* No, Thursday is not my "buy a book" day. Nagkataon lang.



FL!CK P!CKS



Kill Bill Vol.1: Definitely.Not.For.The.Squeamish. or those who are easily offended by gruesome violence

Watched this one with my dad and he didn't like the movie. Weird. Coz I totally did. Never mind if it's all blood and gore. I don't even wanna nitpick this anymore. It was like after the credits rolled out, I went "wow." Then two seconds later, I wanna puke. Lolx. Coz we were about to have adobo for lunch. And after seeing all those bloodspurts.. *Blech.* So much for my appetite.



Notables:

- There was just something about the way the story was presented. I felt like I was watching one of those homemade videos. It had a certain rawness to it that made me feel that I was taking a peek into something very personal. Chockfull of emotions. Either that or there was just a lot of empathy going on between me and Uma Thurman's character.


- I'm not particularly a fan of flashbacks. Especially when the technique isn't handled very well. It tends to become distracting. Well, not in this case though. Coz the non-linear progression of this film worked just fine for me. Jumping from one sequence and back did not detract from the overall flow of the movie. But remember that I'm into spoilers so I don't know if it's to the liking of other peeps.


- Ooh, and those scenes where they give us a look into pre-pubescent O-Ren Ishii? Niiiiiice. And that scene when somebody made a slur on her mixed breed status? Wehehehe.



* I can't wait for Vol.2!



Intolerable Cruelty. Awkee, so I don't like George Clooney. No biggie. I've lived through Try Seventeen and I don't even like Mandy Moore nor Elijah Wood. So I'm perfectly fine watching George Clowny. Heh. But then o-m-g. I didn't expect the film to suck. It was such a farce. I felt like I was watching Down With Love. Minus the 60's chuvah. And minus the good parts. And speaking of minuses.. this was supposed to be a romantic comedy. The comedy, albeit forced, was all over the place. But everytime I look at the leads.. er, Invisible Chemistry? Lolx. Go figure.



Or maybe I was just sleepy then. But will a second watching give me fresh eyes to appreciate the film? Er, I don't know. But I'm not about to test that theory yet. Not now. I still shudder at the memory.



Notables:

- Wait! Ok now i remember. There was this funny moment at the courtroom...

Counsel: Your honor, he's strangling the witness!

Judge: I'll allow it.


- Twas a hoot to see Rory's grandpa (Edward Herrmann) playing this philandering buffoon with a train fetish. Hah. Freaky.



One word: Intolerable

Another word: Cruel

Two words: Intolerable Cruelty.

Teka title nga ba yun or overview na nung movie? Heh. Snarky me.



* Grabe, I've yet to see a CZJ film where Catherine did not look gorgeous. *woot woot* Tao ba itoh?! =p



Mystic River. Oh, this one's definitely doze inducing. I kept on nodding off during the first half of the film. I probably wouldn't have made it to the end if I hadn't assumed a sleep-unfriendly sitting position. Aside from wanting to know who the killer was. Yun lang. Nothing new, nothing notable. It's so blah I don't even wanna rant about it.



* Fave kaya ni direk Clint Eastwood si Laura Linney? And si Marcia Gay Harden? Wala lang. I vaguely remember seeing those two women in other films that were under his helm.



DUH IDIOT'S BUCKS



My vcd wishlist. My savings account.

They have a relationship.

An inversely proportional one.



Status: Broke.

Aka: The sad sorry state of my wallet.



* Wait, I just remembered that I don't actually keep a wallet. Heh.



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hohmaygas. i finally get to finish this post. woohoo.

PROFILE: I am blah from class here and is born on 00/00/00, time. and so love me like this. I was so cute, I am totally an element that you'd never ever known, you can;t find it in the periodic table cause no one has even found it- I explode in your face just like potassium when it touches water, it's really explosive, you should really run away first before I do spark into flames and burn you alive! I love blasting my music as well, when love sync (elissa) let me hear Cry-Rihanna, i have been like addicted to it like drugs- oh wait. it's worse than drugs, it's better, more addictive than drugs. listen to that song! and this is one of my last blogskin that i will produce until the EOYs of 2008, cause i flunked Biology, ARGHS! OMG I SURE DIE LIKE !@#$% and i am emo now like under ltos of peer pressure and bad seniors.



having been in hwa chong institution (just like make it long so you can preview a long post or wad that fits right down underneath which i think i shall crap all day today) my eyes have been wanting to close since 20:00 (8PM)), I was so tired, cause the syllabus in hwachong is really so hard that no one can sleep really well. The new CSE classes (aka. Centre for Scholaristic Excellence) and is also known for it's famous nickname Cannot Sleep Everyday or Early. Is like even the teachers know, so the homework is reduced, but it's like OMG! will die, this year already so hard, next year i say "die!" mati already lar. arghs!NEXT, A RIOT OF COLORS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME. AND I KNOW THAT I BRUISE EASILY. LEAP OF FATE LIKE i never know and i'm learning to fly and a safety net to cushion the blow. and i feel so suicidal and note "I BRUISE EASILY" and be gentle when you handle me.




hello once again, i have been having nightmares,no one is doing work for my project , whcih is true. supposed to do "family planning" is like whatever lar, when will we be able to use it not like very soon we are gonna have kids, settle down, earn money have NSman relief or whatsoever or even Children Relief, is like wtf. I am eating CIGAR ROLLS, they are vilina flavoured and jsut finished my bowl of ice cream which tasted so mixed, haha btu it was ncie to me (: I like mix of flavours liek suddenly a RIOT of colors and A EXPLOSION of taste! I mean like it's really impactful come to think about it, and cause my project has to be handed in by friday so i shall rush typign finish this retarded paragraph. like hello! ello! buhello! darkdegree will go on HIATUS soon. and i am so emo, i feel like slashing my wrist now, it's true adn don't look down on me for that i know people discriminate.

see you there at hiatus land.

/ 3:23:00 PM

Hokei. 2 weeks na pala akong entry-less. Hmm..



where to start.... where to start....



Papers are starting to pour in so that leaves me with practically no spare time to blog. Just enough time to check my email and drop by my small circle of bloggy family. Other than my few moments of internet time, work life is falling into this monotomous cycle of humdrum-ness. And all I have to show for it are my computer strained eyes and the nearly healed papercuts on my fingers. Gaah. It's so lonely here. Yeah, am busy but am also ridiculously bored. Gaah.



Home life? Weh. Imma skip that part to spare y'all the fucken *zein, pahiram* drama. Just wanna say that being the only child is not the fucken bed of roses other people normally peg it to be. Dysfunction spares no one. It doesn't choose by numbers. There's a reason why I like to escape in my wonderful world of celluloid reality ya know. Heh.



DUH IDIOT'S BOX: tv-thon



My weekends and weeknights could very well be reduced to these three letters: c.s.i.

Got my season 1-2 CSI vcds a couple of weeks ago {wheee!} and I've been watching one ep a night since then. I started with the 2-parter series premiere. Before I jumped to the s2 season finale. Then backtracked to the rest of season 2. Before I resumed watching the rest of season 1. Heh. How's that for continuity? =p Bad meowl. =p Good thing that CSI eps are generally stand-alone ones.



My season 3-4 vcds arrived last saturday {hurrah!} and I've been giving myself 1-2 eps a night. Started off by watching Fur and Loathing (6th ep of the ongoing season) before going back to the third season eps. Hehe. Can't get over how Catherine's hair underwent one hell of a makeover. I was comparing Marg Helgenberger's look during those bad hair seasons (re: seasons 1 & 2) and I can't believe how horrible she looked back then. She must've freakin' aged by 10 years! Horrible. Just plain horrible that I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her on the recent Emmy's where she was just playing herself and not being Catherine Willows. Grabe, ang bata pa pala niya tingnan. And now on CSI's season 3-4, she definitely looks much more gorgeous. I'm not exactly sure if the case of the bad hair was in line with a character development thing or just a case of a stylist gone mad.



A thought.



I could prolly ace the "Marshmallow"/EQ test. Food's not my thing anyway. Wait, scratch that. I love to eat, am just saying that it's not the most major of my weaknesses. When it comes to food, I can usually save the best for last. Delayed gratification at its finest. But a book, video or movie? *cheeky* Now that's where my hard-earned restraint (aka repression) crumbles to smithereens. Say goodbye to self-control. Coz I live for spoilers. And feedbacks. And people who can't stop ranting or raving about a movie or a tv show I haven't seen yet. And i probably can't read a book without taking a peek at the ending sometime during the first half or so. ^_^


Say hellew to the control freak.



D'SHELVED



Last last Thursday



Browsed through Booksale (Glorietta branch) and I was able to find four buyable books: a couple of Woodiwiss' fluffy no-brainers, a scifi/fantasy one and Bel Canto. I wanted to buy Joy Luck Club but at P70, it was still pricey compared to other booksale branches. So I ended up choosing the cheapest of the lot which was the Mercedes Lackey scifi paperback. Nope, I've never read any of her writings previously. I just came across her name one time when I was doing some online hunt for book recommendations. So while I was crouched over those dusty bins, her name just leapt out amongst those ratty-looking books. It was the 1st book of her Bardic Voices series. The summary looked interesting enough so.. what the hey. I decided to be "adventurous."



Anyways, the book served as the breather from my csi marathon. Had to take a break after around 4-5 eps. Lest the vcd player conk out on me. Hehe. So far, I still don't have a strong opinion about the book. It's ok in the sense that I'm not regretting I bought it but I'm pretty much undecided if I'm gonna be a Mercedes Lackey convert now. Hmm.. so here's the verdict: Sure, I'd like to read the next one but it's not like I'm waiting with baited breath for the next installment. If I were, I would've combed the bookstores by now. I got some of her ebooks off the net but I haven't even opened a single file yet. Hehe. Yep, I'm that excited. Haay. And here I was.. hoping I could find the next new author I could obsess on.



I'm still not sure if I should've bought Bel Canto. Story seems pretty tragic. Am gonna go pex-ing first to fish for feedback.



Last Thursday.



I left the office a lil earlier than my usual but I didn't wanna go home yet so I just roamed Glorietta. Went through the door leading to Mercury Drug and then walked aimlessly to the mall proper. Passed by Goodwill Bookstore. And then came to a dead stop. I don't usually like the book selection of this Goodwill branch but I went in anyway. Then I walked straight to the fiction/bestsellers section and then let my eyes do a quick check. So there I was, expecting to find nothing... and then baam! I saw two Susan Carroll books! Whoopteedoo! Good thing I was able to catch myself before I squealed in wondrous excitement. It's not that she's the greatest of writers. It's just that Susan Carroll books aren't as mass produced or as readily available than the Danielle Steels and Jude Deverauxs and I've given up hope on ever finding one a long time ago. So actually finding not only one SC book gave my book-hunter heart a hell of a sugar rush.



Yeah, I hear ye.. So who the heck is Susan Carroll? Uhm, she's not a Julie Garwood or Judith McNaught or one of the more famous ones in her genre but I do happen to enjoy her books. Years ago, I got this rather thick paperback from Booksale (when there was still a Baclaran branch). It was a weepy historical romance novel called Winterbourne. Historical romance? Er.. yeah, I read those stuff too. Ok, fine. You can snicker all you want. *lolz. defensive ba?* Anyways, fluff or not, am still a picky reader. And after having read my fair share of crudely written fluff materials, I've come to treasure those writers who can actually work some magic. Those who can alternately make you chuckle and then tug at your heartstrings as well. Those who can write those "good stuff" *winkwink* without being overly graphic or raunchy about it. Those are the types of romance novelists whose books I can happily tuck under my "keeper" books category. Anyhow, the two books I found at Goodwill are slightly different from Winterbourne. The Bride Finder and its sequel, The Night Drifter both have a touch of fantasy and paranormal workings in it. I still like Winterbourne more but the series on the St. Leger family are awright. Now if only I could find the last book of this trilogy. Should anyone see a copy of Midnight Bride, do let me know awkee? ^_^



* No, Thursday is not my "buy a book" day. Nagkataon lang.



FL!CK P!CKS



Kill Bill Vol.1: Definitely.Not.For.The.Squeamish. or those who are easily offended by gruesome violence

Watched this one with my dad and he didn't like the movie. Weird. Coz I totally did. Never mind if it's all blood and gore. I don't even wanna nitpick this anymore. It was like after the credits rolled out, I went "wow." Then two seconds later, I wanna puke. Lolx. Coz we were about to have adobo for lunch. And after seeing all those bloodspurts.. *Blech.* So much for my appetite.



Notables:

- There was just something about the way the story was presented. I felt like I was watching one of those homemade videos. It had a certain rawness to it that made me feel that I was taking a peek into something very personal. Chockfull of emotions. Either that or there was just a lot of empathy going on between me and Uma Thurman's character.


- I'm not particularly a fan of flashbacks. Especially when the technique isn't handled very well. It tends to become distracting. Well, not in this case though. Coz the non-linear progression of this film worked just fine for me. Jumping from one sequence and back did not detract from the overall flow of the movie. But remember that I'm into spoilers so I don't know if it's to the liking of other peeps.


- Ooh, and those scenes where they give us a look into pre-pubescent O-Ren Ishii? Niiiiiice. And that scene when somebody made a slur on her mixed breed status? Wehehehe.



* I can't wait for Vol.2!



Intolerable Cruelty. Awkee, so I don't like George Clooney. No biggie. I've lived through Try Seventeen and I don't even like Mandy Moore nor Elijah Wood. So I'm perfectly fine watching George Clowny. Heh. But then o-m-g. I didn't expect the film to suck. It was such a farce. I felt like I was watching Down With Love. Minus the 60's chuvah. And minus the good parts. And speaking of minuses.. this was supposed to be a romantic comedy. The comedy, albeit forced, was all over the place. But everytime I look at the leads.. er, Invisible Chemistry? Lolx. Go figure.



Or maybe I was just sleepy then. But will a second watching give me fresh eyes to appreciate the film? Er, I don't know. But I'm not about to test that theory yet. Not now. I still shudder at the memory.



Notables:

- Wait! Ok now i remember. There was this funny moment at the courtroom...

Counsel: Your honor, he's strangling the witness!

Judge: I'll allow it.


- Twas a hoot to see Rory's grandpa (Edward Herrmann) playing this philandering buffoon with a train fetish. Hah. Freaky.



One word: Intolerable

Another word: Cruel

Two words: Intolerable Cruelty.

Teka title nga ba yun or overview na nung movie? Heh. Snarky me.



* Grabe, I've yet to see a CZJ film where Catherine did not look gorgeous. *woot woot* Tao ba itoh?! =p



Mystic River. Oh, this one's definitely doze inducing. I kept on nodding off during the first half of the film. I probably wouldn't have made it to the end if I hadn't assumed a sleep-unfriendly sitting position. Aside from wanting to know who the killer was. Yun lang. Nothing new, nothing notable. It's so blah I don't even wanna rant about it.



* Fave kaya ni direk Clint Eastwood si Laura Linney? And si Marcia Gay Harden? Wala lang. I vaguely remember seeing those two women in other films that were under his helm.



DUH IDIOT'S BUCKS



My vcd wishlist. My savings account.

They have a relationship.

An inversely proportional one.



Status: Broke.

Aka: The sad sorry state of my wallet.



* Wait, I just remembered that I don't actually keep a wallet. Heh.



~^~^~^~^~



hohmaygas. i finally get to finish this post. woohoo.