Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Step Up All In Falls Flat Compared to Its Predecessors

The Step Up franchise was never really about incredible plots as much as it was about incredible dances and more importantly, magnificent dancers. So keep in mind in this review that I wasn't expecting a great plot. I just wasn't expecting... this. Ugh.

I remember watching Step Up Revolution (the fourth movie in the Step Up series) and holding my tears back, because I would not cry over a dance movie. 

But what could I have done? It was a beautiful experience, and the day when I would be moved to tears by a dance movie finally came. 

More than the story that these dancers tried to tell with their words, I was more entranced with the way these dancers spoke with their bodies. Just watching them dance, I could see the hard work they put in their craft. They took the brave road, and now they were in a movie. Somehow, everything worked out. And everyone knows it couldn't have been easy. 

But every time you watch them dance, as in really dance, you see that they become other people. They tell other stories, and that story becomes important to you. Odd, isn't it? That you feel them become the best actors when they stop acting and start dancing. 

I love the Step Up series. And I'm really not sure if I'm exaggerating anymore when I say that Step Up All In ruined it.

By the way, did I mention that they dance?

Saturday, July 26, 2014

#iRecommend Seeking a Friend for The End of The World

A beautiful tale from a horrible what-if.

Simple and genuine.

An apocalyptic tale without zombies and survivalist violence.


"Nobody's anybody's anything anymore."

"Look. Guilt isn't really a feeling that I'm comfortable with..." *sob*

"We were young. We were not fully formed beings yet."

"I am a recovering serial monogamist."

"I did ruin your life."
"No, you didn't. I had a really long head start."

"I can never settle for anything less amazing."

"You're a really nice person."
"You are an awful judge of character."

Rating: 8/10

Friday, July 25, 2014


Pull harder,
No further.
Straight and aligned,
In perfect symmetry.

A bow tie worn
Like a mask for my suit.
No crease,
No stain.

Flawless and Faultless.

When the party ends,
I am undone.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

#iRecommend Boss&Me

杉杉来了or Boss&Me (alternatively known as 杉杉来吃) is the first series I've ever watched that was produced by Mainland China and I have to say, it's adorable.

Most of the time, when I come across scenes from Mainland China shows (that I learned from research to be labeled as C-dramas1) on TV, I thought of them as too dramatic or too boring to try. I know, I know; I'm being too judgy. But if I had to watch a show, then at least I had to have a good impression of it right? I mean, I'm not into Bollywood, but I'm pretty sure they have their own good movies (i.e. 3 Idiots2).

I haven't been watching Taiwanese series anymore either, because when I watch anything Chinese, I want them light3, but the type of series that Taiwan was producing of the rom-com genre tended to be too exaggerated, and so I gave up on them.

How I (Never) Watched Begin Again

Being a fan of Keira Knightly, and being Adam Levine's fangirl, once I heard about their movie Begin Again, I wanted to watch.

Fate kept getting in the way though. Like seriously Fate, what the fuck.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

A Letter to the Kids

How old are you right now - five, seven, ten years old? Are you scared of the world right now? Do you worry if your friends really like you or if they only like your pretty things? Well, let me tell you now. It's not going to stop yet.

It's hard - struggling as a kid. Adults often trivialize this part of our lives because they end up forgetting what it feels like. They think of these as "kids' problems". So before I become an adult, I want to write this down, so at least I don't throw these trivial feelings away.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Movie Reaction: She's Dating the Gangster

I never saw myself watching this in the big screen, as in ever

When I first saw the trailer, it seemed decent, but not enough to spend cash over. The "KathNiel" love team does affect me as much as the next girl (as long as that girl isn't a hardcore Daniel Padilla addict), but really, it's a matter of being selective with the ones you watch. I mean, with Philippine love teams being as predictable as they are, KathNiel is bound to stick together for a few more films or shows. (Philippine TV does not cope well with displeasing the public.)

Still, when power outage happened and boredom struck, I saw myself getting ready to go out and watch this movie. 

I also watched the recent KathNiel interview from The Buzz and they were talking about the movie with pride, and so at that moment I thought to myself, it might not be that bad.

Thursday, July 17, 2014


Your little signs of rejection,
Your no's instead of oh's.
Before you broke my heart in two,
You hurt me
With a thousand
Paper Cuts.


***This post serves as a prologue chapter - to what? I don't know. All I know is that when inspiration hit me, I realized it would be best formatted as such. 

I heard about her. She was the new wife of my Master's son. Everyone hated her at first, of course.

The Young Lord was everyone's beloved. His parents loved him because they were the type of people to do so. In my life, I did not think I'd ever meet anyone as gentle or as kindhearted as they are. Maybe they loved him even more because he was an only child. Before the Lady conceived him, she suffered miscarriage more times than I would have wanted to count. Each time broke her heart - and each time we servants mourned with her. When the Young Lord was born, I was merely three years born into this world, but even my young eyes could so easily recognize the celebration in the eyes of everyone I met. He was an angel as a baby, and he was a savior as a man. He carried his parents' values even with the dignity of a noble. He was proud of what he had, and humble of what he hadn't. He had respect for everyone, even for the youngest of infants. For this, his family, friends, and most especially, his servants all loved him dearly.

It could not be helped that she was hated. I had expected the young lord to marry someone who was as humble and generous as he was, and yet when people heard the initial rumors, it put a sour look on everyone's face - except of course, on the Master's and the Lady's. They would love what the Young Lord loved.

These were what the rumors had said:

1) She was a fun-loving person. The servants would not have minded if not for the fact that she threw parties every full moon. She would find the simplest of reasons to launch a celebration. She had extravagance and luxury at her disposal, and she was definitely unreserved in her use of it.

2) She also loved books dearly. For his beloved, the Young Master built her a library, and replaced all her old books with new versions. He also ordered that these new books be replaced every five years with newer ones again. Until when was this order to be carried out? - indefinitely of course. If some of the books were to be unavailable at the time, they would be especially made just for the Young Lady.
The Young Master was a generous man, so we understood his actions, for he was him, and his love would not be restricted by money. However, the servants expected that the new Lady would reason with him and stop this ridiculous request. She did no such thing.

3) She refused to see her parents. The servants could only imagine what horrible type of person would refuse to see her parents once she got her hands on wealth.

4) While the Young Master himself, with his busy schedule, visited his parents in their quarters at least thrice a week, she did not see them until three months later. Neither did she see other servants but her own maids during that time span. How horrible, that she needed to be coerced into seeing the gentle Master and Lady.

There were more rumors, of course, but these were the biggest that kept the compound buzzing during her first few years.

It has been three years since she was married into my Master's family. The rumors died down as time passed. I guess people just ran out of things to talk about.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Today in Pictures - Tickets


Today isn't really today. I had already started writing this post when I had to stop because I needed to attend to my part-time job (ugh). But then all the things already written here were true, and I had to admit it was a waste to put so much effort into something I wasn't even going to post, so here I am, in the middle of the night, continuing my thoughts from July 12, 2014, a.k.a. today.

For purposes of truthfulness, I'm not going to change the way I've written the words during the... first half of my writing journey (I couldn't think of a better word). I'll just be putting markers to show where I started writing... today. This whole "today" business is a whole lotta confusing. I almost want to change the title for your (dear reader) and my own convenience. Almost. 

But nah.


I'm currently at the phase where I can't help but take pictures of just about anything I see, because it's been a long time since I've used a camera (in a phone). My last phone's camera was broken. I figured I might as well record it down since that seemed like what I was doing.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014


As I sing,
I remember your ring,
That which is missing
From my soul weeping.
I'm a guitar without strings,
A bow without a violin,
A poem with no rhymes - 
Unfin-           .

Friday, July 11, 2014


They tell tales of magnificence,
And otherworldly adventures.
Most of all 
They have credited to my existence,
Everlasting Youth.

Sometimes, they forget -
Children can grow lonely too.

What sets me aside from all of you,
Is that in this never-changing body of mine,
I carry tears that surpass a thousand wise years.

The path of a child is happy and free.
The path of an immortal is eternally damned.

Forever Young,
Peter Pan

Thursday, July 10, 2014

A Jonathan Morgenstern Fan Fiction

A Letter to My Beloved Red

These are the few moments
When the heaviness of my veins do not drag me down.
Similar to that time when my Twin broke free of his chains,
These seconds,
These are mine.

Born a human,
And raised a demon.
I was never given a choice.
Choice is for the weak and pained.
Choice is for Heaven's creatures,
And the whole world knows 
I am an Angel of Hell.

I saw that letter that my father wrote.
A Letter to My Beloved,
It said.
In moments of my true awareness,
I shall do the same.

A Valentine Morgenstern Fan Fiction

A Letter to My Beloved

Maybe if I was more patient
And the world less cruel,
I could've survived without cutting my heart out
And damning my soul.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Just a Thought

Instead of saying,

"S/he wouldn't harm a fly."

It's better to say

"S/he wouldn't harm a roach."

Because that is a true testament to kindness. Also implied in that statement is the s/he didn't ask anyone to kill the roach.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

TDA Update: Annabel Lee

Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee is one of the inspirations for Cassandra Clare's The Dark Artifices. Gah.

I can't wait to see how this all comes into play.

When all of this is done... I will have no life left. 

Please don't let The Wicked Powers be the last of The Shadowhunter Chronicles. 


For the encoded version of the poem:

The City of Heavenly Fire - Book Reaction

Oh God, do I love this book series. No spoilers here by the way, just a fangirl fangirling her way into series ending grievances and new series excitements.

Monday, July 7, 2014


How strange for feelings to be so much heavier than a mountain.
How strange for feelings to be so easily transferred to a pen's tip.

They are fleeting but permanent -
Carved deeply into the shadows of our memories that pass.

I resign to fate and its most unanswerable questions.
I resign to love and pain and insecurities that change me as I come and go.
I submit to the will of the cruel world,
But I cannot make peace with it.

Make no mistake.
Though I have accepted the reality of this world,
I am not here to un-live my life.

To live by the current or against it,
Each stroke to move forward or back,
Rests upon my choices.


From whispering to speaking to shouting,
Just when you thought the voices in your head couldn't get any louder,
They eat you up.

More than cannibals they are carnivores.
More than equals they are hunters.

We are all prey.

Sunday, July 6, 2014


The worst of Happy Moments
Are those times when you stop and realize
How unfair it is
She's gone and you're fine.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

#PennyDreadfulSeasonFinale - Short Review

*If the title didn't give it away yet, I'm telling you now - spoilers ahead.

Grand Giugnol

This is just an extremely short review for the season finale of Penny Dreadful. It's more of a reaction paper rather than a detailed summary. (edit: It's not short after all. Though it's still not in sequence.)

Before you go on reading this post, I must warn you, it's not full of positive things. Mostly because I am a fan of this show's genius everthing - actors, plot, lines, effects, setting, etc. - I turned out to be very disappointed with the ending.

Episode 2 remains to be my favorite episode.