I missed this feelin’

(500) Days of Summer is awesome!!!!

Here I am, just hours after I said I’ll be abandoning this blog for a while, posting something. If I’m not moody, then I don’t know what is. LOL

I just finished watching (500) Days of Summer and I’m still reeling from the awesomeness of the film. Great great movie. It’s like Woody Allen’s Annie Hall, but better! I especially like the dance sequence in the middle of the film. I mean, yeah, dance sequences in non-musical films are passe and are only good in children’s films, but it worked! I liked it a lot. That’s the plus point that made it better than Annie Hall. (Okay, so maybe my CW10 prof will say that Annie Hall is still better, but still! This film is happier.)

I missed this feelin’! You know, the excitement you get after watching a feel good and not so no brainer film.

At the start of the film, I was thinking that the film seems a little bit like Alain de Botton’s On Love. And then his other book (which I haven’t read, and now I really really want to read) was shown: The Architecture of Happiness. I knew it! The screenplay writer must have read Alain de Botton! Summer’s really like Chloe!

From the exclamation points that pepper this entry, can’t you tell that I’m excited? It’s been a while since I watched something that had this kind of effect on me. The effect that I’ll watch the film over and over because I liked it and not because I have questions left hanging. Maybe because it’s been a while since they (the mainstream) made this kind of film.

So here are some quotes that I got from the movie:

Summer: There’s no such thing as love; it’s fantasy
Tom: Well, I think you’re wrong.
Summer: Okay, what is it that I’m missing then?
Tom: I think you’ll know when you feel it.

McKenzie: So did you get her back yet or what?
Tom: Workin’ on it.
McKenzie: Hey, maybe you should write a book
Tom: *some noise that sounds like why*
McKenzie: Well, Henry Miller said, “the best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature.”

Tom: Well, that’s it?
Summer: That’s the last, yeah.
Tom: What happened, why didn’t they work out?
Summer: What always happens: life.

Paul: Now, I think technically, the girl of my dreams would probably have, like, a really bodacious rack, y’know? And maybe different hair. Probably.. she’d probably be a little more into sports. But, truthfully..? Robin.. Robin’s better than the girl of my dreams… She’s REAL.

Tom: it’s these cards and the movies and the pop songs… they get blamed for our lives… and the heartache. everything. and we’re responsible, i’m responsible. i think we do a bad thing here. people should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not you know some words that some strangers put in their mouth. words like love… that don’t mean anything…

And my personal favorite:

Summer: I never told anyone about this.
Tom: I guess I’m not just anybody.

So it’s not so aww-some and it did not make me
cry.
But it made me happy and excited and wanting for more.
Not a sequel, good heavens, no.
But something like this
That will give me this feelin’
This feeling that I’ve missed for so long.

Hypersane

Interesting word, interesting concept.

Rather than say you are insane, say that you are “hypersane.”

That’s better sounding, right?

Postmodernist shit.

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I’ve gotten tired of writing here. I have been getting tired of writing here for a few months now, but this past week was the apogee. I haven’t been active in wp, and have not been reading nor commenting to any of the people listed in my blogroll for months now.

First, I stopped using multiply. Then I stopped commenting on wp. Then I froze my karma in plurk. Now I’m using facebook—I think this one’s for keeps.

In the meantime, I’m devoting myself to facebook and tumblr. I currently have two three tumblr accounts, each for a different purpose. Because I really hate it when my worlds collide. When I’m reconciled with my new world, I probably will let people know about my 2nd tumblr blog. Or not.

I probably will post something on this blog, if I’m in the mood for writing essays. Or I might make another blog. PROBABLY.

Find me if you can. XP

Gives me Hope*

Today I started enrolling for another sem. I got 18 units from the CRS so I was thinking I’ll only have to enroll one more major class and a PE class. I arrived at the department and found out that I can’t take two of the classes I enlisted because I haven’t taken the prerequisites and are only about to take them now. Had to cancel two classes, leaving me underloaded. FML

Today I started enrolling for another sem. I have enlisted a class with a bad schedule (4-7PM) and a bad prof (he gives a grade of 7 when the failing grade is 5, he gives INC just because he wants to, his 4-7 class becomes 5-9, etc.) Then I saw a petition for a new class. I signed up though I already have it. Minutes later, the class was opened and I got to cancel my 4-7class in favor of that one. Small miracles like this GMH.

Another ‘Sucks to be GC’ moment.

The grades for 6 out 0f my 7 classes  (not counting PE) are in. And I’m not happy. Neither am I sad. Just nothing. I feel so mediocre.

Of course, I’m saying this based solely on the grades and not even taking into consideration how high the prof’s standards are, or how lax the methods are so the students don’t learn anything properly and are not even tested properly.

Then I sneaked a peek into my friends accounts (shh!) and saw their grades. I really shouldn’t be complaining. Buti na lang di ko itinuloy ang balak kong magshift to Engineering; baka naiiyak na ako sa galak sa grades ko ngayon. (Do I need to explain this? Nah.)

Whatever that last grade would be which of course depends on my prof’s whim: be it giving 1.25, 1.5 or 1.75, CS ako this sem. Didn’t even improve.

Me = GC na tamad

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Finished it. We ended at past 6AM of the day after the scheduled end. Walang tulugan yung magdamag na yun. In about 40 hours, I’ve been awake for more than 37 hours. I deserve this sleep. Hehe. Good night. XP