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The week of February 11th to 17th
might be the week with the most happenings yet and thus is my first nominee of the year.
That Happy 7-day Streak
1. I started the week right with a chance skipping train and
good old coffee and reliable hash brown -- probably one of the best ways to
start a Monday. Plus, later on the day I found out I won a blogging/online
contest that allowed me to pay some of my debts. Haha
4. Thursday - It's Valentines’ Day and we had a team lunchout
plus attended church service and it’s time to catch up for some MLC runs.
6. Saturday is rest day with some catch-up on MLC runs as well.
7. And the day that concluded these awesome 7 days in a row is
our 4th anniversary! Celebrated the event with my family for a
dinner, next week will celebrate with his family naman.
Labels:
#where-im-at,
anniversary,
february,
love,
UP,
up fair
Because this week is a little sad. And because this is strange of me, in most days I’m a really happy person inside.
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| 1. I have the best family ever. |
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| 2. I got YOU right at boyfriend No. 1. |
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| 3. Best friends for keeps. |
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| (For lack of a better picture, but I feel I'm really sexy here. Haha!) 4. I can eat, eat and eat without getting fat (fast). |
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| 5. And I have a passion that can last me a lifetime. |
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family,
friends,
loopers,
love,
non-negotiables
This week started with a promise of a big thing by Friday. So in preparation, I vowed to make it a happy week, and not open a single page of exam reviewer. Sooo...
How to prepare for a big day
Step 1. Declare the week a free week, and do only the “want” activities rather than the “needs”.
And at the same time, engage in a new game like Temple Run 2. But even doing so, you would only get a 400K score maximum because you’re that mind-body uncoordinated. Yes, even virtually.
Step 2. Actually prepare for the big day. Gather the necessary papers, contact people who can help.
Step 3. Add to happiness by claiming all unclaimed deal vouchers before the month ends.
Step 4. Very late dinner date with friends. Gamble the chance of taking the last mrt trip from an unfamiliar station. The sheer joy of catching up on the last train would bring euphoria and a hint of good luck that might just last the whole week.
Step 5. Get on the big day with a full lunch from a favorite burger joint. Because burgers are the first favorite food to find.
Then come Friday, life turned on its irony button right at my face. The big day arrived with all my papers ready and in-hand, and the big day was cancelled. And there's no date set yet.
A lesson learned is not to actually prepare for big days. Because big days tend to be overrated.
Pitch Perrrfect
I watched Pitch Perfect last Saturday. Then I watched it the second time.
And the third time.
And the fourth. Well, just the parts I love but still..
I loved it. In its entirety.
Aside from the grand Bella performance, here's my favorite part:
You're one of those a cappella girls. I'm one of those a cappella boys, and we're gonna have a ca-children. It's inevitable.
You're really drunk right now. I don't think you're gonna remember any of this.
No, I'm not drunk at all. You're just blurry.
You okay? Yeah? Yeah. You almost fell over?
No, she didn't. You know, I could.
Can you pass a sobriety test right now?
Yep.
Can you stand up straight?
See how I come right back?
And I come right back.
Right. Wow.
Can I get you a drink?
It sounds great.
I'm gonna get you a drink.
Go for it.
I think you need to get on this level.
I think the whole scene is honest and cute and just adorable. I have not felt kilig in a movie for a long time, and this scene brought my faith back.
Hello, stranger
It was the first time I saw her. We both have common friends, and we didn't really talk to each other until..
She said that day, she saw her boyfriend cheat on her, and she plans to make his life miserable by dumping him days before his board exam.
And I've known her for just an hour over tinola and flavored tanduay ice. And that was the most personal thing a stranger said to me. And I have nothing to add.
What was the most personal thing you told a stranger?
Or like me, are you one of those who keep every thing deep inside until the chance present itself out, and you find yourself belting your heart on a crazed videoke shout-song, or binging on cheetos and a bucket of ice cream, or like this real time-ly, writing a blog post on a quiet Saturday night of how the week went, right or wrong, because there's something about writing, that is maybe as therapeutic as telling a stranger the day's secret.
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#where-im-at,
big day,
pitch perfect,
stranger
Together with the Les Miserables hype, my latest man-crush is Hugh Jackman. And one movie I’ve always wanted to watch ever since I saw its trailer way back 2006, is The Prestige. I’m not sure why it took me so long to finally watch it, but the film is utterly genius. Of course, it’s directed by Christopher Nolan (think Inception and the latest Batman franchise), so at the very start I know it will not disappoint.
The movie’s main theme is obsession, and how far one would go, how much one is willing to sacrifice for one’s goals, dreams or in this case, the art of magic’s sake.
Much like The Dark Knight Rises where I got scared nearing the climax, I actually looked up the ending of Prestige in wikipedia because I’m too scared not to know. Hehe But it’s really good. I think if I see it in HBO, I’ll probably watch it again, and relive the good parts.
On donating blood
Last Thursday, I found out that I can't (or may never) donate blood. Not that I have a tattoo, or an infectious disease, sure I passed all that. But when the nurse was taking turns tapping and pinching my arms a couple of times trying to find the vein; reminds me of my APE last year when all of the present nurses/attendants tried the injections on me searching for that "mahiyaing ugat". Alas, the nurse said that I can't donate blood as the needle will be too thick for my thin and elusive veins... And thus the roles we can never be due to things we can't control. Where one can't be a stewardess because of height limits. Or a beauty pageant contestant. Or a policeman. Where one can't be a blood donor due to thin veins.
No more secrets
It was supposedly a really good week. I started the week right, two dinners with two of “my persons” in two awesome places, and a lunch with a good old officemate before the week ended. There’s nothing I could have really asked for, the week would have ended and I'll still be happy.
But alas, I had my first break in a streak of goods, something happened between Friday lunch out and my time off.
It’s best not to get too close with your secrets. It’s best not to let them define you, because once they got out of your limits, there’s no turning back.
The world turned and changed, and it was sad.
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#where-im-at,
blood donation,
movies,
secrets,
The Prestige
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