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| Philippine Star Father's Day edition, 06/17/2012 |
For a week now, I was eagerly anticipating this day, for a writing stint I did for Philippine Star, together with Robinson's Malls. I was one of the five winners of their Daddy's Cool contest, bagging a 10,000 shopping spree for the most part. And also, we get to see our entry in the paper.
I could have erased my 6th to-do list for the year: get on print, except that I didn't get on print. Instead, they just posted a picture of the winners. Sayang, I was too excited pa naman for that.
Anyway, here is my un-published winning entry for Daddy's Cool contest.
Happy Father's Day Papa!
When our family bought an SUV in 2009, I could not emphasize how pleased we all had been. It was a momentous event in our lives, and Papa was the happiest among us because he finally got his dream car.
Sometimes, we would kid how Papa loved the van more than anything else. For three years, we were witnesses on how he took great care of it, like his fifth child we’d say. He would not let anyone of us take it for a drive, and not too much passengers so it won’t be worn out.
But when a financial problem hit our family in the last two months, it caught us off-handed. Any extra money, however small, proved to be of great help. And even though I know how much he loved it, Papa rose to the situation and offered to take passengers everyday when we drive to Makati.
And I knew, however Papa loved the van so much, he would be ten-fold willing to do more for his family. Maybe a hundred-fold or a thousand, I know we mean that much to him. And by the simplest things, I hope I could also give back.
Hopefully, I could cross out No. 6 this year.
It
has always occurred to me that I'm missing something in my pursuit in passing
actuarial exams. It wasn't quite obvious when I took the first two but when I
sat on the third one, and failed twice, I knew there's a keypoint I wasn't
grasping.
My
latest guess is I'm not inspired.
It's
not the I'm-not-inspired, I-need-a-boy-crush kind of thing. In fact, in the
matters of the heart, I rate a screaming A.
I think it's the inspiration to learn this field that was bugging me all
along.
So my
latest attempt to cure my un-inspired path to actuarial science is --
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| A lifetime membership to UP Alumni Association |
Maybe
this isn't what I really need, or maybe I only need the annual membership; but
suckit, being in UP feels great. And having to show a valid UP ID to the
gatestoppers feels great, not to mention legal.
There, the
first time I used my UP Alumni ID I knew exactly where to go to.
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| The UP Main Library Social Sciences Section, home to most of my solitary college moments. |
Coming
back was magnificent. The experience was homey and just as it was more than
three years ago. The library felt the same, SocSci section felt the same, even
my favorite spot of the long table felt the same, the comfort room even. I
wished to find the comfort room to be at least a bit improved but to no avail.
I
think the only difference I noticed was that the guard in the entrance now has
a desk, unlike three years ago.
It
was great to be back, the familiar smell of dusted old books and the coolness
of the high-ceilinged library reminded me of the promise to learn, unceasingly.
I
have to thank my HS experience for the saying I had never forgotten through these
years.
“Never
let your education interfere with your learning.”
And
yes, this shall be my final push. Tell me, how many attempts are you willing to
make before you know it’s time to give up?
I didn't know when I started making lists. There was a time when I didn't make plans. But no, I could not remember the last time.
And those lists of things to do before turning a certain age, is clearly a bummer.
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| Yep, 24! :) |
So I've fallen 24 last Friday. And falling this time feels uninhibitedly good.
And I'm loving Lighthouse Family again.
"Don't you think it's time you starteddoing what you always wanted."- High
"So it's best that you don't tryholding back the time.Are you ever gonna be quite satisfied?"- Postcard from Heaven
"This is my idea of heaven,why can't it always be so good?"- Lost in Space
Yes, I joined the Hunger Games bandwagon; you see, I really didn’t have much choice.
Early this year, I got so depressed with news that immediately hit home, and all I’m left with is a patiently waiting Hunger Games book in my desk drawer. It was looking at me like it knows exactly what I needed.
I spent the whole day, the ENTIRE day dating Suzanne Collins. I was enthralled. And for one thing, I really couldn’t put it off, because when I do, my mind would just go survival mode with what happened in real life. And would immediately plan what I must do next. I didn’t want that; I couldn’t have that.
So for one day, I immersed myself with the world of the Games.
The Film
I wasn’t really much of a fan of novels-turned-films, reading and watching the other. I only read the first installment of the Twilight series, while Harry Potter fad is different, as the film took effect years after I read the books.
But reading and watching HG were different experiences altogether. I must say reading it before watching the film made me appreciate the story in depth, at the same time I can point out the parts they could have left out and vice versa.
The Good,
I really loved how high-tech the Games were depicted (manipulated terrain for one thing), my imagination hadn’t gone that far while reading the book.
The characters were really remarkable: Stanley Tucci was amazing, how Haymitch looked like was almost the same as what I’d imagined him, Jennifer Lawrence is really admirable as Katniss. And I didn’t really find Josh Hutcherson as attractive, but he turned out quite right in the end.
I think the movie overall is silent. And for the most part, the silence was breaking. But the silent reaping? It worked very well for me, I found it really intense.
The Bad,
Watching it in the big screen, I almost got a headache with the blurred, fast fighting scenes. I just wanted the fighting scenes to be over once they started.
While I was reading the book, I got really excited when Katniss sang for Rue. I thought it can be a great cinematic scene. Just like in The Lord of The Rings, one scene I could never forget was Pippins song while war scenes were being displayed. I thought Katniss’ song would be a very good way to depict the harsh reality of the Games, producing quite a dramatic interlude… But hey, the movie for the most part was in first-person—
It was in first-person and though there were parts where first-person was the best option, like Caesar Flickerman’s interview where it made Katniss’ emotions quite an experience. I personally think it can do better than the first-person narrative. For one, the tributes show-off to the judges would make a great scene too, and maybe help the audience not to confuse the tributes a bit.
and that particular detail I loved the most.
Prim remembering to tuck her shirt’s tail after her name was called out –
was priceless.
It was something I can totally relate to.
Some things we don’t talk about
Rather do without, and just hold the smile…
Remember when I asked you of a part of your life that you feel have been pulled straight out of a movie? Well, I have a list.
You should know ours wasn’t my favorite though.
Yet there we were, in front of a college building so monumental, and so old, at the end of your three-day thinking ultimatum – and you said YES. And I was facing you, and I was supposed to look at you but I wasn’t.
You see, there were all these fireworks up in the sky behind you as you were talking. So I wasn’t really taking everything in. Only that you said yes, and that thin lights of bright colors were mutely bursting in the black sky.
No, ours wasn’t my favorite. But among others, it by far, had its happy ending.
...Falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of
Together all the while…
I want to live deliberately. I want to write and learn and walk through historical and scenic places I could have only dreamed before. I want to lose and find, and pick myself up like nobody else can. And only then will I return, or – Do you want to come with me?
You can never say never
Why don’t we all know when
Time and time again
Younger now than we were before…
As a child, a punctuation I always loved is the ellipsis – the empirical three dots. Is it for a last line of a repeat-until-fade song, or an ending that lingers? Is it for words that are yet to be said after the actual conversation? Is it for the momentary pause? Did we ever seem to get silence quite right?
I don’t know what’s it for, I never used it anymore…
Don’t let me go
I’m sorry.
Don’t let me go
I’ll try.
Don’t let me go
Will you hold me?
Lyrics from NEVER SAY NEVER by THE FRAY
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