My First Full-Length 3D Movie

Cheers to my first full-length 3D movie. Surprisingly, my first 3D experience wasn't that mind-blowing. My glasses were relentlessly askew and i had to put the 3D shades over my glasses again and again, else, i wouldn't be able to see anything but hazy shades that i can never make out.

SM shaker seats, don't shake, FYI. Out of 10, i'd rate my first time a 6. The movie was funny, witty, entertaining and 3D but it just wasn't something i'd watch again and again. My mom had a blast though, i think it was her first time too. Mydear, on the other hand, fell asleep (for a minute or two, i kept nudging him awake.) haha.

Jack Black=Genius. haha. Emily Blunt (Michael Buble's wife) was awkwardly great in this movie. Her British accent seemed fake, which made it even more funny (because she is really British!) haha. Jason Segel, (Forgetting Sarah Marshall) was dim-wittingly funny!

The movie was amazing but it's 3D-ness wasn't a wowser. I hope my next 3D film is a blockbuster. P250 is too much for a movie and free popcorn. (i'm such a twat!)

Happy Birthday Mydear. :) I love you and mama.

45th Year of Wilann Blue

It's January 16, 2011 and it's my dad's (mydear's) birthday.

The whole day was spent in family bonding time.

• We went to church.
• Breakfast at McDonald's (rap: black coffee, mama: McMuffin, mydear: big breakfast and coffee)
• SM (The Body Shop)
• Limketkai (Shabu-Shabu for lunch)
• Went home to feed Jakko and Doobie
• Went back to SM for Gulliver's Travel
• Had dinner at Tita Fannies
• Watched 2210: The Collapse with Mydear

Nothing extraordinary about the day, but it sure felt great. I love my family, and i can't imagine being away from them for more than a month. Gosh.

Mydear, happy birthday. I'm lucky to have you as my dad and there's no one else better fit for the job of being my friend, mentor, father, brother and role model. You're the best and i love having you by my side. I love you and mama so much.

White Collar Fever

I'm on my last episode of the not-so famous TV series, White Collar. Just last night, I discovered that Matt Bomer, the guy who plays the suave con artist who works as a consultant in the FBI, is gay. Yes, it’s terrible news. I’m quite befuddled and I feel betrayed by the network. I believe it’s a sin when they parade good-looking men on TV and not inform the public that that debonair and flawless physique is not for women? Gosh. I even Googled Matt Bomer and found a picture of him kissing a guy, torridly. Overall, I loved the series and I’m definitely waiting for White Collar, Season 2 to come out in torrent. For now, Dexter, Season 3 is on my list.

Hmmm... on second thought, let me suppress the memory of ever finding out that Mr. Perfect Bomer is of the third sex. If, for one second, I falter in my decision, I shall remind myself that perfect skin, blue eyes, newly razored facial hair, and god-like physique, is worth drooling over. So there.

xoxo ♥ lots of love.

Electric Body Shots

Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist [2008] by Peter Sollett.

This 2008 film was something with a contemporary gist which i totally loved. It gave new meaning to the modern flair of falling in love. The choice of cast was wonderful. Michael Cera played Nick beautifully which everyone expects to be 'au naturel'. He's perfectly awkward. His virginal ways makes him completely lovable. Every scene that intensifies their blooming relationship would give everyone such nice, warm kind of thrill.

The original soundtrack for the movie was brilliant. it fit the whole Nick and Norah mood. It wasn't the melodramatic kind, nor was it the sappy kind, it was just right. The whole ensemble created this reachable, clear-cut vindication for their totally innocent fun rendezvous.

The plot wasn't predictable and the whole concept was certainly a healthy kind of movie dosage. one that doesn't dull your brain, and one that doesn't fry it up with too much information. the wit and message was just right.

Just like electric body shots.

P.S. I just think the blog title is the shiz. it's actually my fault, i misread Norah's Dad's studio named ELECTRIC LADY STUDIOS. i typed it as ELECTRIC BODY SHOTS. can you blame me? gosh. i'm pathetic. haha

xoxo. ♥ lots of love.

Closer to Love

After waiting for days, we finally get the chance to meet and catch up!

baby, you pull me closer to love.

i felt buzzed when you asked me to meet you for your mom's birthday.

these random, seldom days make my week. this is truly priceless. the tears i shed everyday are worth nothing compared to the touch of your hand. although it smells like cigar now.

i've learned to accept that part of you. i'm getting used to your new 'smell'.

still, i'll hold on for as long as i can. this feeling doesn't last forever.

so for now, while i still feel it. I love you.

thanks for making my day.

1:45:29 (1 hour, 45 minutes and 29 seconds)

Mom's birthday, Missy Bonbon.. thanks for the invite, love.

take 3

take 1,2,3. take everything. for the third time, i asked... no, begged you to stay. pride? i've none of that left. you said you feel nothing anymore. that's not true. i can still believe myself when i deny the truth that is set before me.

babyko, deep inside, i know this won't last. but i am taking my sweet time experiencing every moment i have with you.

it's when i stare at you when you're eating.

it's when i crave to hold your hand when you're driving.

it's when i hold you tight when you kiss me goodnight.

it's when i play with your hair when you're close to me.

it's when i breathe in your scent when we cuddle.

it's when i rest my head on your shoulder.

it's when i start feeling numb when i start getting jealous.

it's when i feel the hurt when you take me for granted.

it's when i cry at night knowing this bittersweet love won't last forever.

baby, i love you. i mean it when i say i'll love you forever.

june 16, 2010

numb

i've reached the point where i am numb. the point where my senses are dulled by the incessant comings and goings of pain that constantly throbs in the memories that plaster themselves to my mind. but today. right now, at this moment. a friend tells me they talked about a week ago. my heart suddenly beats from slumber. it was a moment so strong that my hands started quivering. my muscles were weak. my arms were weightless, and my typing is constantly mistaken. my mind now moves faster than my used to be nimble fingers.

what have i done to deserve this?

i love him. but why do i have to be the one to run to him? why can't i be happy in my own world where he is constantly residing? i miss the boy i used to love. please send him back to me.

because if he doesn't come. i'm not running after him anymore. what'll happen to me then?

i don't know if i am strong enough. but maybe this time. if it really doesn't work out, maybe i'll find someone who will become the boy i used to love, a little every day. i can wait.

even if it means waiting for him to become the boy i used to love. i'm not giving up yet. not yet. but one thing's for sure. i'm not the one after him no more.

trust me. it hurts so damn bad. but there's nothing left to do. my friends love me to the point where they make me try to forget about him. funny. when it's time for me to sleep, all the time i tried suppressing him from my mind, they pass by in a blur in those moments before sleep and i burst out crying 'til i fall asleep.

i wonder when and how i'll ever realize that the boy i love isn't there anymore? somebody, help me, please?