Celebrated the summer by having Kady sleep over last Friday night, then we met with Kannika and Vilma on Saturday. It was great having the Befuddled Belles to talk to...we talked for hours at Figaro's until the waiters started giving us dirty looks and we had to leave. haha. Then it was on to Fully Booked, the best bookstore in the country. Too bad the prices weren't student-friendly. In fairness, 80% of the books in Fully Booked are books that can't be found anyplace else. Like the whole bookshelf of Chinese books, ranging from Confucius comics to myths and legends. :) And the entire collection of Neil Gaiman's SANDMAN comics; even SANDMAN bookmarks and cards, exquisitely illustrated by Japanese and American artists. *drool* And the Fantasy section had everything from Ackroyd to Zelazny!! Darn, we could have stayed in Fully Booked forever.
The outing would have been PERFECT if only Kady's phone hadn't been stolen. From literally right under our noses! We were too busy ogling the phenomenal Young Adults section; we hardly noticed the middle-aged woman who kept sticking her derriere in between us. Someone should have lectured her on the politics of one's PERSONAL SPACE. She spoke so loudly too. Something about a library and a collection, yada-yada...
In retrospect we should have been suspicious; what was a middle-aged woman doing in the Y.A. section?? And she was too close for comfort all the while. At one point, we were practically kissing over Tamora Pierce and C.S. Lewis. But still, how could we expect that she would steal kady's phone??! Argh!!! We all should have taken a closer look at her. Because she suddenly disappeared, and Kady's phone along with her. :( :( :(
Kady's phone was in the back pocket of her jeans. It was not easy to filch that without Kady noticing. But Kady didn't feel a thing!!
Later we tried re-enacting it. We put a phone in Kady's back pocket and tried getting it from her, and Kady felt everything. God! These thieves are good. But then, they'd have to be, I guess. ARGH ARGH ARGH!!!
GrrrRRRRRRR!! May the person who stole her phone get the bad karma she deserves!!! Sayang, Vilma's given up her MANGKUKULAM ways and we can't jinx the thief. grrrr.
MOving on. Away from painful topic and onto another painful topic: Star Wars, Revenge of the Sith.
I can't BELIEVE that I spent two years of my high school life raving over... nothing. OOhh, George Lucas really let me down on this one. And I thought nothing could beat the inanity of episodes one and two. Well. Episode three did. :(
It's sad because I grew up loving Star Wars (clarification: Episodes 4, 5 and 6). My father loved the philosophy of it, the concept of the Force---the Light and the Dark---and Yoda, because Yoda came up with the coolest (and truest!) lines. My childhood memories are rife with moments wherein our dad would thunder out Yoda lines like, "There is no try. Do or do not". And dammit, he was serious.
I can't BELIEVE that I spent two years of my high school life raving over... nothing. OOhh, George Lucas really let me down on this one. And I thought nothing could beat the inanity of episodes one and two. Well. Episode three did. :(
It's sad because I grew up loving Star Wars (clarification: Episodes 4, 5 and 6). My father loved the philosophy of it, the concept of the Force---the Light and the Dark---and Yoda, because Yoda came up with the coolest (and truest!) lines. My childhood memories are rife with moments wherein our dad would thunder out Yoda lines like, "There is no try. Do or do not". And dammit, he was serious.
My techie brother Ogot loved the technical aspect of Star Wars, the ships and the gadgets and the droids; and for a while he infected me with his obsession. Watching the dogfight scenes in the Star Wars films (yes, including Episodes one, two and three), we could identify the ships and the models; the prototypes and the classics. That's why while we were watching Episode 3, when Mama whispered, "Pssst! How do you know which ships are the good guys and which ones are the bad guys??", Ogot and I sat up and stared at her in utter disbelief.
I took it upon myself to lecture mama on the 'good guy' ships and the 'bad guy' ships. I started explaining to her the intricacies of the Naboo fighter, the Jedi starfighter, the X-Wing, the A-Wing, the B-Wing, the Y-wing. Those were the good guys, I said. "How about those big ones??" Mama asked. So I continued extrapolating on the Corellian corvette, the Calamari cruiser, the Nebulon B Frigate...blah-blah-blah. All this while Anakin was showing that all he was good for was showing his impressive abs and Amidala was sleeping in her pearly-debutante gown and poofy hair-do (and Lucas expects us to believe she actually slept in that thing??!! graarrr!!!).
But Mama still couldn't understand the essential difference between 'evil' ships and 'good' ships. A Geonosian fighter was the same as an E-wing starfighter. And Luke's puny X-wing was the same size as the Death Star. Yeah right.
Defeated, I slumped in my seat. And my genius brother Ogot solved Mama's problem with a simple, "Mama. Ganito lang yon. Kapag X, A, B, E o mukhang letter yung ship, good guys yun. Kapag mukhang sobrang kakaiba (read: alien, spider-y o sobrang hi-tech), e di bad guys yun. Iba rin sound effects nila."
Oh-kay. I turned back to the screen to watch Threepio attempting to console Padme, who burst into tears without any reason I could think of (of course she cried ever so prettily, without smearing her makeup. Chalk it up to another reason why I detest Amidala. hehe).
Argh argh argh. Sayang talaga. Episode three was soooo disapointing.
Top "WINNER" scene would have to be Darth Vader (newly-created) asking the Emperor in his James Earl Jones voice: "Where is Padme? Is she safe? Is she alright?" (We couldn't believe what we were hearing. I mean, the guy just tried to strangle her!!?). And then the Emperor replies gravely, "I'm afraid she died. ... it seems in your anger, you killed her." (NO DUH).
Darth Vader goes on: "I couldn't have! She was alive! I felt her! She was alive! It's impossible!" (LOSER LOSER LOSER). And then he raises his arms and yells, ala ICE AGE, "NooooOOOOOO!!!"
Gak. Someone in the back burst out laughing.
It seems that we have a new word for Loser: Hayden Christiansen. Ack. His acting was horrible. But the script itself was cheesy. Whatever happened to George Lucas' previous genius? I mean, this was the man who came up with, "Get this big walking carpet out of my way!", right??
HOw the mighty have fallen.
And it didn't help any that all the characters seemed to have said, "I have a bad feeling about this" at least twice. Betcha even Artoo's beeps and whistles constituted something to that effect. Wouldn't a simple, "Oh no" have sufficed? NOOOO. I have a bad feeling about this. A bad feeling about this, I have. GAAAK!!!
Sorry. Just so disappointed. :(
Ok. I'm spent. But wait, on to American Idol!
Carrie won. Bo lost. Boo-hoo. :( :( :(
Constantine and Anthony forever!!!
Ok. Dinner time's coming up soon. :) Gotta go!!
But Mama still couldn't understand the essential difference between 'evil' ships and 'good' ships. A Geonosian fighter was the same as an E-wing starfighter. And Luke's puny X-wing was the same size as the Death Star. Yeah right.
Defeated, I slumped in my seat. And my genius brother Ogot solved Mama's problem with a simple, "Mama. Ganito lang yon. Kapag X, A, B, E o mukhang letter yung ship, good guys yun. Kapag mukhang sobrang kakaiba (read: alien, spider-y o sobrang hi-tech), e di bad guys yun. Iba rin sound effects nila."
Oh-kay. I turned back to the screen to watch Threepio attempting to console Padme, who burst into tears without any reason I could think of (of course she cried ever so prettily, without smearing her makeup. Chalk it up to another reason why I detest Amidala. hehe).
Argh argh argh. Sayang talaga. Episode three was soooo disapointing.
Top "WINNER" scene would have to be Darth Vader (newly-created) asking the Emperor in his James Earl Jones voice: "Where is Padme? Is she safe? Is she alright?" (We couldn't believe what we were hearing. I mean, the guy just tried to strangle her!!?). And then the Emperor replies gravely, "I'm afraid she died. ... it seems in your anger, you killed her." (NO DUH).
Darth Vader goes on: "I couldn't have! She was alive! I felt her! She was alive! It's impossible!" (LOSER LOSER LOSER). And then he raises his arms and yells, ala ICE AGE, "NooooOOOOOO!!!"
Gak. Someone in the back burst out laughing.
It seems that we have a new word for Loser: Hayden Christiansen. Ack. His acting was horrible. But the script itself was cheesy. Whatever happened to George Lucas' previous genius? I mean, this was the man who came up with, "Get this big walking carpet out of my way!", right??
HOw the mighty have fallen.
And it didn't help any that all the characters seemed to have said, "I have a bad feeling about this" at least twice. Betcha even Artoo's beeps and whistles constituted something to that effect. Wouldn't a simple, "Oh no" have sufficed? NOOOO. I have a bad feeling about this. A bad feeling about this, I have. GAAAK!!!
Sorry. Just so disappointed. :(
Ok. I'm spent. But wait, on to American Idol!
Carrie won. Bo lost. Boo-hoo. :( :( :(
Constantine and Anthony forever!!!
Ok. Dinner time's coming up soon. :) Gotta go!!
