Okay. Awhile ago, we went to the mall to watch some movies in the cinema. I was actually intending to watch the "Nightmare on Elm Street" and get some really hardcore scare with my brother (And get to hide behind the popcorn box as the slashing and the killings start; which means, as you know, BLOOD, BLOOD and more BLOOD!!!) . I called the cinemas and asked if the movie was still showing since I've seen the theatrical poster with the "Now Showing" tag for some time now and I feel that's like for a really long time now.

Turns out it's not showing anymore and the movie premiere has long since ended. With spirits crushed and the enthusiasm all gone, I decided to just stay at home and doodle all over the house, maybe have a go in editing my site yet again and read "The Long Road Home" by Danielle Steel, which was introduced to me by my good friend Rona. Lucky for me, and after no luck of finding it in bookstores that I could harass, I finally found it at the BookSale store in Harrison Plaza.

The place was a little run down and as I said before looks "derelict and abandoned" but since a Shakeys restaurant existed somewhere in the middle of all the closed boutiques and the rubble of banners pinned on white cardboards (not to mention the lack of breathable air conditioning and century old escalators), it passed my standards just by some points. The funny thing is , when I go near BookSale, I usually turn into a ravaging beast and as soon as I'm unleashed in the rows and rows of books and the old, musty smell of books starts emanating from the books haphazardly stacked on the floor. I just can't help myself, and for all you know, I've managed to engaged myself in a serious manhunt, tumbling over low containers and sniffing on the packed boxes at the far corner of the store, in search for a book that I know, or at least, a book by an author I adore or an oldie book I've read about in the teen archives in Wikipedia.

You could never imagine, the feeling of success and fulfillment when you finally lay your hands on the binding of the book that you've been looking for after rumpling your hair from inserting my head in low shelves and hunching over, not to mention moving huge, I mean HUGE, stacks of books piled high on the highest shelves looking at the binding for the name V.C Andrews and ignoring the rest.

So in the end, I conceded and chose to go to the mall with my mom and my brother to watch "Shrek 4: Forever After". Actually, we're supposed to go to my father's hometown for this day. But since our driver, Kuya Delbs, has something to do (take up the home owner's car and drive my Prince Charming home in Cavite after his 24 hour internal shift), my father decided to cancel the trip (much to my disappointment) since no one would drive. For the record, my mother suggested that she could drive us but in mysterious reasons, he refused. I think it's just a bout of the "Man Paranoia". Man paranoia is when men feel inferior to women when women do things that the they can't do, especially when they usually are the ones to do these things. In the case of my father, since he doesn't really know (or does have an inkling on driving) how to drive, he doesn't want to look "under" or inferior to my mom when we arrive at his hometown. It seems rubbish and irrational to me.

Oh well. Then, when we arrived at the mall, I instantly rocked over to KFC to buy my usual alternative for popcorn, which was their FRIES. I love their fries. It's like heaven sent. I can't get enough of it, so I asked my mom to order me two buckets and a chewy cheese for my brother, though when the movie was on the roll, he didn't really eat it, but just munched on one since it was my mom who hogged it all up (yeah, which means my brother totally stole one and half part of from my bucket of fries. Talk about agony.Without having any clue that Shrek 4 was showing in 3d (and apparently neither was my mom), there was added fees for the tickets (about P 250) and my mom was a bit reluctant to hand over some cash since she didn't really care for the 3d part. 3d meant goggles and I'm not really that enthusiastic in hearing about 3d goggles again since I have my glasses already and the prospect of watching a movie in double glasses and the goggles already falling off from my nose as I stuffed more fries on my mouth absentmindedly. So for the most part of the movie, I actually had to hold up the goggles above my glasses, with it digging in my nose bridge, it's absolutely irritating and fussy.
For the most part, I must admit that the expensive ticket fee was worth it since the movie was really touching and cool. It had a lot of lessons to teach us and I almost cried when Shrek found out that he's in danger of losing his kids, Fiona, his friendship with Donkey, and Puss while holding the ogre style teddy bear his daughter Felicia left with him when he walked out of the birthday party of his children. And the point that he finally (and fully) realized how his family and friends really meant to him. It's what we feel sometimes, when we feel that everything is redundant, and boring, and simple, and plain. That sometimes, we get tired from the way our lives go and we would gladly wish for another chance at a different and interesting life. But no. There is more to our lives than we actually know of. It just needs a chance of discovery, for us to discover the rest of the wonderful things that it actually contains. We just need to look closer and do it with enthusiasm.

Do you know what line really touched me there? Or, for that matter which lines? I love the part when Shrek and Fiona were quarreling with each other after Fiona's activist (from Rumpelstiltskin's rule in Far Far Away) group got captured by the Pied Piper's dancing frenzy with his music. And all Shrek wanted was for Fiona to kiss him because according from what he (with the initial help of Donkey, only he spelled true love's kiss wrong, funny guy *tsk tsk tsk*) figured out as a loophole in the contract, only true love's kiss would break the contract's impending effect (which is, he'll disappear, since Rumple edited the day when he was born, don't know how he managed to stop Shrek from being born).

And then, Fiona said to Shrek when Shrek told her that he was her "true love's kiss", "Then, where were you when I needed you?". That really struck something within me. It's something personal and it's something about my dramas in life. You probably don't want to know that; it's boring, and really cheesy. Now, forget about it. It's hard to explain anyway. Then, I also loved that part when Shrek said to Fiona, " You used to believe in Fairy Tales, in Happily Ever After and that someone would finally save you from the tower where you cried yourself to sleep every night." That also has some link with how my life is and you probably don't want to know that either.

And yeah, there was also the funny part when Donkey run with the carriage and stupidly plunged all of them in a deep cliff or ravine and they all fell in the water down below. Donkey and Puss were wet and while Donkey was licking himself dry, Puss tried to lick his fur too, but obviously, he can't because of his big tummy (a result of Fiona's incessant pampering and spoiling, feeding him God knows what) and he can't reach his backside and he looked at Donkey weirdly. Then, he said to Donkey, "Uh... Donkey? Can I borrow your tongue?" elegantly and pleasantly (as if he just asked him to pass over the plate of meatloaf) and Donkey was like, "WHAT? *infinite pause and a no-no look at Puss* UH UH. No hair.". And was like hahaha and my brother was like punching me in arms in laughter. And then "All By Myself" starts playing in the background and Puss starts his huge puppy eyes pity tactic and Donkey said to him, "I don't care how big your eyes play. It's not going down." and Puss was still continuing with his puppy look, then, Donkey finally gave in with "AWT, all right!" Huge gulps of air and then prepared to lick Puss' fur but cut short with Shrek and Fiona's squabble.

I'm so DRAINED. Just look at Puss' face. And weight. Nice one. I hope I don't look that fat. And it's horrifyingly fistfuls of laughter, the way Puss slides down the rope, and he's like dragging as he does it because of his weight. I just heart Donkey and Puss! Oh yeah, and Fergus, Farkle and Felicia! The Kids! They look like little cute angel ogres. Though angels and ogres doesn't really fit at all in real life. Nah uh.
Puss doing the puppy eyes again. Love it.

The kids, with Shrek feeling gloomy about not being able to carry on his terrifying streak as an Ogre way back when he didn't know Fiona.


That's it guys, I hope that wasn't long.
Be posting soon.

LOVELOTZ,

Blessie Anne

Labels: cats, cinema, funny, horror, movie

Okay. Awhile ago, we went to the mall to watch some movies in the cinema. I was actually intending to watch the "Nightmare on Elm Street" and get some really hardcore scare with my brother (And get to hide behind the popcorn box as the slashing and the killings start; which means, as you know, BLOOD, BLOOD and more BLOOD!!!) . I called the cinemas and asked if the movie was still showing since I've seen the theatrical poster with the "Now Showing" tag for some time now and I feel that's like for a really long time now.

Turns out it's not showing anymore and the movie premiere has long since ended. With spirits crushed and the enthusiasm all gone, I decided to just stay at home and doodle all over the house, maybe have a go in editing my site yet again and read "The Long Road Home" by Danielle Steel, which was introduced to me by my good friend Rona. Lucky for me, and after no luck of finding it in bookstores that I could harass, I finally found it at the BookSale store in Harrison Plaza.

The place was a little run down and as I said before looks "derelict and abandoned" but since a Shakeys restaurant existed somewhere in the middle of all the closed boutiques and the rubble of banners pinned on white cardboards (not to mention the lack of breathable air conditioning and century old escalators), it passed my standards just by some points. The funny thing is , when I go near BookSale, I usually turn into a ravaging beast and as soon as I'm unleashed in the rows and rows of books and the old, musty smell of books starts emanating from the books haphazardly stacked on the floor. I just can't help myself, and for all you know, I've managed to engaged myself in a serious manhunt, tumbling over low containers and sniffing on the packed boxes at the far corner of the store, in search for a book that I know, or at least, a book by an author I adore or an oldie book I've read about in the teen archives in Wikipedia.

You could never imagine, the feeling of success and fulfillment when you finally lay your hands on the binding of the book that you've been looking for after rumpling your hair from inserting my head in low shelves and hunching over, not to mention moving huge, I mean HUGE, stacks of books piled high on the highest shelves looking at the binding for the name V.C Andrews and ignoring the rest.

So in the end, I conceded and chose to go to the mall with my mom and my brother to watch "Shrek 4: Forever After". Actually, we're supposed to go to my father's hometown for this day. But since our driver, Kuya Delbs, has something to do (take up the home owner's car and drive my Prince Charming home in Cavite after his 24 hour internal shift), my father decided to cancel the trip (much to my disappointment) since no one would drive. For the record, my mother suggested that she could drive us but in mysterious reasons, he refused. I think it's just a bout of the "Man Paranoia". Man paranoia is when men feel inferior to women when women do things that the they can't do, especially when they usually are the ones to do these things. In the case of my father, since he doesn't really know (or does have an inkling on driving) how to drive, he doesn't want to look "under" or inferior to my mom when we arrive at his hometown. It seems rubbish and irrational to me.

Oh well. Then, when we arrived at the mall, I instantly rocked over to KFC to buy my usual alternative for popcorn, which was their FRIES. I love their fries. It's like heaven sent. I can't get enough of it, so I asked my mom to order me two buckets and a chewy cheese for my brother, though when the movie was on the roll, he didn't really eat it, but just munched on one since it was my mom who hogged it all up (yeah, which means my brother totally stole one and half part of from my bucket of fries. Talk about agony.Without having any clue that Shrek 4 was showing in 3d (and apparently neither was my mom), there was added fees for the tickets (about P 250) and my mom was a bit reluctant to hand over some cash since she didn't really care for the 3d part. 3d meant goggles and I'm not really that enthusiastic in hearing about 3d goggles again since I have my glasses already and the prospect of watching a movie in double glasses and the goggles already falling off from my nose as I stuffed more fries on my mouth absentmindedly. So for the most part of the movie, I actually had to hold up the goggles above my glasses, with it digging in my nose bridge, it's absolutely irritating and fussy.
For the most part, I must admit that the expensive ticket fee was worth it since the movie was really touching and cool. It had a lot of lessons to teach us and I almost cried when Shrek found out that he's in danger of losing his kids, Fiona, his friendship with Donkey, and Puss while holding the ogre style teddy bear his daughter Felicia left with him when he walked out of the birthday party of his children. And the point that he finally (and fully) realized how his family and friends really meant to him. It's what we feel sometimes, when we feel that everything is redundant, and boring, and simple, and plain. That sometimes, we get tired from the way our lives go and we would gladly wish for another chance at a different and interesting life. But no. There is more to our lives than we actually know of. It just needs a chance of discovery, for us to discover the rest of the wonderful things that it actually contains. We just need to look closer and do it with enthusiasm.

Do you know what line really touched me there? Or, for that matter which lines? I love the part when Shrek and Fiona were quarreling with each other after Fiona's activist (from Rumpelstiltskin's rule in Far Far Away) group got captured by the Pied Piper's dancing frenzy with his music. And all Shrek wanted was for Fiona to kiss him because according from what he (with the initial help of Donkey, only he spelled true love's kiss wrong, funny guy *tsk tsk tsk*) figured out as a loophole in the contract, only true love's kiss would break the contract's impending effect (which is, he'll disappear, since Rumple edited the day when he was born, don't know how he managed to stop Shrek from being born).

And then, Fiona said to Shrek when Shrek told her that he was her "true love's kiss", "Then, where were you when I needed you?". That really struck something within me. It's something personal and it's something about my dramas in life. You probably don't want to know that; it's boring, and really cheesy. Now, forget about it. It's hard to explain anyway. Then, I also loved that part when Shrek said to Fiona, " You used to believe in Fairy Tales, in Happily Ever After and that someone would finally save you from the tower where you cried yourself to sleep every night." That also has some link with how my life is and you probably don't want to know that either.

And yeah, there was also the funny part when Donkey run with the carriage and stupidly plunged all of them in a deep cliff or ravine and they all fell in the water down below. Donkey and Puss were wet and while Donkey was licking himself dry, Puss tried to lick his fur too, but obviously, he can't because of his big tummy (a result of Fiona's incessant pampering and spoiling, feeding him God knows what) and he can't reach his backside and he looked at Donkey weirdly. Then, he said to Donkey, "Uh... Donkey? Can I borrow your tongue?" elegantly and pleasantly (as if he just asked him to pass over the plate of meatloaf) and Donkey was like, "WHAT? *infinite pause and a no-no look at Puss* UH UH. No hair.". And was like hahaha and my brother was like punching me in arms in laughter. And then "All By Myself" starts playing in the background and Puss starts his huge puppy eyes pity tactic and Donkey said to him, "I don't care how big your eyes play. It's not going down." and Puss was still continuing with his puppy look, then, Donkey finally gave in with "AWT, all right!" Huge gulps of air and then prepared to lick Puss' fur but cut short with Shrek and Fiona's squabble.

I'm so DRAINED. Just look at Puss' face. And weight. Nice one. I hope I don't look that fat. And it's horrifyingly fistfuls of laughter, the way Puss slides down the rope, and he's like dragging as he does it because of his weight. I just heart Donkey and Puss! Oh yeah, and Fergus, Farkle and Felicia! The Kids! They look like little cute angel ogres. Though angels and ogres doesn't really fit at all in real life. Nah uh.
Puss doing the puppy eyes again. Love it.

The kids, with Shrek feeling gloomy about not being able to carry on his terrifying streak as an Ogre way back when he didn't know Fiona.


That's it guys, I hope that wasn't long.
Be posting soon.

LOVELOTZ,

Blessie Anne

Labels: cats, cinema, funny, horror, movie