of UK & other musings

i went to my first ever ukay trip yesteday. i felt kinda uncertain at first, since the place we went to was so small. there were only about 2 racks in the middle of the room, & 2 more big ones next to the wall. good thing it had airconditioning coz i would've probably called the whole thing off if the condition had been really bad. since i already had a slight cold, and felt bad as it was.

i heard that ukay is a 'chamba chamba' type a thing. you gotta be at the right place at the right time. the best time to go shopping is when the store, had just been stocked with new arrivals.

i didn't find a lot of fantabulous stuff, but atleast i did not go empty handed. i got 2 sweaters, & 1 shirt for 1 hundred pesosesss (hehehe)
that was not a bad deal...not bad at all!!!

i changed my template. black fits my mood. i don't know.
i've just been struck with complete sadness just a few hours ago. this happens to me sometime. out of nowhere a harbinger of darkness comes and draws his cape over my beautiful mood. this sucks, cause this feeling almost leaves me immobilized. it's impossible to concentrate on anything that needs my attention. it's a physical sensation. a tightness in your stomach that pulls everything out of view. all you feel is this whirl inside of you that swallows everything whole. you want to scream, but you don't. you keep all the voices inside. so you cry instead, but it doesn't really make it go away. it just reveals your weakess.i hate this.

i don't know what to say. it's been forever since i've written anything on my blog. it's hard to summarize what's been going on in my life of late. i don't even think i want to.

some random thoughts:

i think it would be fun to get into podcasting. but being the technology challenged vogon that i am, i don't know if i'd be able to figure out how to set up the right equipments and configurate it properly.

i miss having poetry in my life. i don't know how many time i have written this line of late, it seem to be an ongoing theme with me. anyway... i haven't written anything that touches poetry in a long, long time. whenever i would write some lines, my train of thoughts would drift into never..neverland.....and i'd get lost in the sensation of falling asleep that any thoughts of writing would drift away from my mind.

shopping is therapeutic. even if you just buy small things. little trinklets that cost no more than 20 pesos. it still makes you feel better afterwards. it's soothing to be able to reward yourself with some small token of appreciation... this is especialy good when you're having a bad day.

I'm inhumanly tired. I lose my breath when I walk. One week of training to become a human robot does that to you. I just saw this movie called war of the worlds. It's a good movie, inasmuch as it kept me entertained, and made me gasp and feel hopeless just at the right places. I wonder if the original book version would've been a more satisfying experience than seeing this movie. Since I can't really read this book now without seeing Tom Cruise as the lead role, I think I am going to put if off until I finish reading all the books I want to read. Considering that there are hundreds and hundreds of books that I want to read, the chances of me ever reading this book in a lifetime is next to zero. Hmmmm......

The special effects was seemless. The advent of technology astonishes me sometimes. To think that we're living in a time where you can see a church split and half, and aliens snooping in the basement as if these incidents were just part of things you witness in everyday life is unbelievable to me.

The emotional response you commit to these images, like they are real to us, like you can feel them. Skin touching skin, the shine of a varnished furniture, the certainty of drawn curtains; these are real images taken from real life. Not aliens from a different planet set on conquering our planet. But the power of the cinema is that they take the foreigness of an idea, concept, story, out of the movie reel and bring into your conscious: direct contact.

...... I guess this is what they mean when they say movie magic.