Weekend Update [B]

The Case of the Swollen Ankle. I don’t even want to know how it happened and what exactly happened. I have my drugs I’m happy and numb and I will stay that way for the next 6 hours. Drugs make me sleepy, though.

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So, practicum.

Students from CEU will be joining us starting Monday. That should be awkward since we’ve already marked our places in our “faculty room”.

About our “faculty room”, it’s actually where they store the sports equipment. No tennis racquet so I had to settle for the table tennis paddle. I did take table tennis during our PEINDIV some four years ago and I’d like to think that I was good at it. I’ve managed to bounce the ball for 231 times this afternoon. I’m planning to break my personal record next week. Did I say we live right next to the gym? I might shoot some hoops, too.

I have long breaks.

People at home are helping me with my visual aids. I don’t let them check papers; it’s my favorite thing to do. I just let them cut and paste stuff.

My classes.

Boys are noisy. They talk a lot. Boys are the new girls. Then again, the girls must be doing their fair share of gossiping during break time. But, really, boys can’t stop talking.

Girls are very grade-conscious. The girls are asking for my Multiply account so I had to strategically conceal my name. I also locked my Twitter. I’m not paranoid, no.

And I thought I’d see more of Joan, but I’m wrong. I see a lot of Omu. Been bonding with Zara. Joan’s missing a lot, actually.

Nevertheless, Joan approves of my new crush. I swear, new crush is like Neil all over again. Not Gaiman. You know who. And Joan approves of it. She thinks he is actually cute. A breakthrough, people. That’s history right there.

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My nephew just gave me a nod. You know, the “Yo, Ninang, what’s up?” nod.

My brother and her girlfriend will be celebrating their 17th month as a couple tomorrow.

I’m having fun with Adobe Flash.

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Wimbledon – Andy Murray OWNS the Wimbledon crowd. Seriously. Roger’s record-breaking 21 consecutive semi-final appearance is being overshadowed because Murray is the new Henman. He’s a more capable version of Henman. Murray’s going to flatten Roddick’s ass. I am sure of it. In the meantime, though, I have to watch Federer battle it out with Haas.

Whoa. Sara Foster, Tommy’s fiancé, is seating right behind Mirka. That must be weird.

Murray-Federer. It’s a done deal. Murray has the crowd right behind him. Good thing The Fed knows how to handle pressure.

Lleyton Hweitt did well. Quarterfinalist wasn’t so bad. I’m proud of him.

I wish Safin stayed a little longer.

Oh, and please don’t let Serena win. If she wins, her head’s going to explode. She’s so full of herself. Venus for the win.

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Nicole, we also need to watch “Bruno” jus because we saw “Borat” together. I was reading the newspaper (Oh, yes, I buy newspaper everyday so that we can have something to read in our “faculty room” and because I cut Federer articles), and Sacha Baron Cohen gave an interview, but he was in character during the Q&A. Hilarious stuff. Here are a few lines from it:

Did a guy named Sacha Baron Chohen serve as an adviser in your film?
No. SBH is clearly gay. His girlfriend must get about as much sex as Katie Holmes.

Can you talk about Heidi Klum, your fellow European fashionista?
Everything I do, Heidi Klum copies. I moved to Los Angeles to become famous. She also moved to Los Angeles to become famous. I blow Seal…

What do you want to be famous for?
I just want to be known as one of the great thinkers – Plato, Aristotle, Shakira…

I saw your totally naked picture on the cover of a magazine. You looked charming and alluring.
Come over here.

What’s your room number?
I can’t believe you asked that. Sit down here.

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I also did an interview with myself:

What’d you have for lunch?
Ice-cold Coca-Cola

Why’d you lunch your voice?
Ice-cold Coca-cola

Are you serious?
Yoke. I mean, Yes.

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Also, Ahhhhhh! I now have a copy of Vanity Fair’s 2009 Hollywood Issue!

Article about Francis Ford Coppola!

Photos of the new U.S Cabinet including Clinton, the Kennedys, and Rahm Emanuel, shot by Annie Leibovitz.

And the actor-director partnership photoshoot, of course.

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Gawad Kalinga tomorrow.

Recently Viewed

“Supernatural” is the only thing worth watching from The CW. It’s the one thing that The CW can be proud of. I’m not really sure why “Supernatural” is in The CW. Gad, I miss WB. It’s not “Gossip Girl”. It’s not “One Tree Hill”. Personally, I think “Smallville” should have ended 3 seasons ago. That, by the way, is my subtle way of saying that “Supernatural” should not have a 6th season.

I know I’m gonna get killed for saying died, but at least I died telling THE TRUTH. Remember how “Veronica Mars” got murdered after the UPN-WB merge? Yes. Exactly.

Errr. Wait. I don’t know where to begin.

Obviously, I’ve just finished watching the 4th season of “Supernatural”. It’s not like “LOST” where I need to have it piece by piece. I enjoy watching “Supernatural” in one big, fat serving. Although, these two shows ended their seasons with a common denominator: black text on a blinding white background.

(Please, oh, please, let those two shows end with a blast next TV season.)

First of all, I have to pay my respects to Kim Manners who died last January due to lung cancer. Mr. Manners is like the Jack Bender of “Lost”. I know Robert Singer will keep Manners’ spirit alive.

The thing I loved the most about season 4 is the Angels. For 3 seasons, it’s only been about Ruby, Lilith, and Azazel – just demons. So, when the Angels came I knew it’s going to be one hell of a season. Duh, they ripped Dean from Hell without the claw marks from the Hellhounds. What more do you want?

Then there’s Chuck Shurley, the guy who wrote “Supernatural” pocketbook series. It turned out that this Chuck guy is a PROPHET.

Angels and Prophets. How awesome is that?

Castiel, played by the effortless Misha Collins, was one of those very few new characters that worked and I have placed him beside Benjamin Linus in my books. There’s Anna, Dean’s Angel Girlfriend of some sort, but there’s not much of Anna. Know what I mean? We need both them next season. And Zachariah.

Then, there’s Ruby. I like Ruby. Ruby was kick-ass last season. However, you have to take note that Ruby was played by Katie Cassidy last season. Genevieve Cortese was just… WRONG in every way possible. Heck, Lilith in her woman garb and baby eating ways was more likeable than Ruby and I hate Lilith.

Months ago, I think I made a fuss about a third Winchester brother. Yes, there, er, was a third Winchester brother. He was NOT hot. And technically, Adam Milligan was already dead when the boys met him. Seriously, it wouldn’t have worked if they kept him around.

I must admit, it got a little religious and self-righteous and all, but it was still in line to the show’s theme.

It wasn’t surprising that Sam crossed over to the Dark Side and Dean being the Good Guy. Sam was sucking Ruby’s blood and it got addicting for him so Dean and Bobby staged an intervention. Dean, who had hot sex with a hot Angel on the back of the hot Impala, was destined to stop Lucifer. I suddenly pictured a sort of Dean Winchester-Jack Bauer smackdown.

Dude, I swear, this show is bloodier and gorier than “Dexter”.

(Need to start my own Alpha Male Madness. I’m already thinking of a showdown between Peter Bishop and Dexter Morgan)

I love that “Supernatural” knows when to tell its entire story and when to take a break and be episodic. They know when to make fun of the Winchester. I love the Dean and Sam from High school flashback. I love the Mary and John flashback. I love “Criss Angel is a Douchebag”!

I equate Smokey of “LOST” to the Black Demon Smoke of “Supernatural”.

From Lazarus Rizing to Lucifer Rising – Kripke is awesome.

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I also saw the 7 episode of “Southland”. It’s the sow that reunited Ryan Atwood and Oliver Trask. Isn’t that cool?

It was a lot bearable for me than “NCIS”. They got the pairings right, they placed the pairings in the right unit/division.

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Now, I’m out of shows to watch. Well, that’s not true. I’m out of shows that I want to watch. There’s just no point of watching “Grey’s Anatomy” or “Ugly Betty” anymore. I’m happy with just 5 shows:

Supernatural
The Office
Dexter
Fringe, and, of course
LOST

I don’t think I want to go back to “Dawson’s Creek”. It’s not fun for me anymore.

Good thing Judith and I have some hunting to do tomorrow.

Image Heavy

I guess this is the result of not watching a movie for almost a month.

I’ve compiled some posters that caught my eyes. I would have included posters of “Coraline”, but there are 28 of them.

My favorites from this batch are “500 Days of Summer”, “In A Dream”, “Blood Trail”, and “Song of Sparrow”.

Runner-ups are “Everlasting Moments”, “Helen”, and “Must Read After Death”

“Public Enemies” posters are like the “Inglorious Basterds” ones.

“Sherlocks Holmes” posters remind me of… something.

“Red Sonja” is insanely pretty.

I like “Cold Souls”. I like Paul Giamatti.

“Spooner” made me smirk.

I was hesitant of include “I Can Do Bad All By Myself”. I don’t like Tyler Perry. The poster’s not that good, but the shade of yellow appealed to me.

Here is the trailer for “The Poughkeepsie Tapes”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qXxlIF3SbHk

“Et Apres” is “Afterwards” in English. I do not like Evangeline Lilly, just the poster.

All posters were taken from www.impawards.com

Weekend Update [A]

I owe two people some updates since they shared their, uhm, experiences back then and in case you want to know how my week went, feel free to read this entry as well.

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My birthday was great, by the way. My brother was away, but he called so I felt better. He (not my brother) didn’t text me and I’m actually fine with it. Really. I ate a lot and I will still eat a lot. I bought my favorite Naked Juice bar drink. I looked at display of shoes and almost bought one. Nicole! I’m starting to like shoes! I can’t believe it either! It’s so surreal. I gushed over humongous cutouts of the “Potter” trio. I got really creative with Joan’s gift and I loved the card attached to it. I went home early and spent the day with my nephew. So, I guess when I say “great” it means “normal” and “uneventful”.

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I saw Abdul today. He still looks like a person. I think he’s enjoying law school except the beadle part.

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Oh, high school. The nostalgia is making me nauseous. It was overwhelming and delightful at the same time.

I think that out of all the things that I witnessed inside the classrooms this week, the one that got me the most was the election of class officers. It opened floodgates of memories. It’s the kind of memories that reminds you that popular kids always win. Never in my high school life was I elected as a class officer. Well, there was that time were I was elected as Socio-Liturgico Commissioner (*snort*), but I think that was just my campaign to meet Amadeo Alveyra or something.

The transferring of seats also drew out some buried memories.

Why are boys allowed to wear black socks already?

Why are the boys separated from the girls? I think that was my main shock. I’m assigned to the 4th year level, 3 sections. 2 sections are all-boys and the other one is an all-girls section. If I’m not mistaken, the boys have their own building and the girls have their own as well.

I had 14 hours of observation this week. 14 hours of the same topic. It’s not pretty. Omu already handled a class! And checked some papers! Other than handling my Cooperating Teacher’s (CT) visual materials, I was just in the sideline. Well, I was asked if I was to consider a particular answer written by a student in her paper and the looks that I got from the students when I said “no” was just very welcoming.

My CT handles the school newspaper. I can attend their staff meetings. I’m actually excited about that part.

I saw boy scouts and girl scouts this morning. I don’t know why I find that weird.

It took us three days to find the school canteen. Well, it took us three days to not be afraid to explore. There are just four of us. We hardly see each other, but when we do we click our cameras away and the chatting never stops. I think we have a friendly ghost in our “faculty room”.

Of course, being the Book Sniffer that I am, I checked the school’s library. They have “Potter” books! Oh, joy! I saw an Umbertco Eco book and what seems to be the entire Animorphs series and if I’m not mistaken a copy of “Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging”.

I can’t write anything anymore. Sorry. Jensen Ackles calls. I wasn’t kidding about that Dean Winchester-Dexter Morgan-Benjamin Linus-Walter Bishop show, people. Can someone make that happen?

The BDay Song

For the record, I chose the song. It wasn’t a random decision made by my MP3 player.

Footloose by Kenny Loggins.

My name’s not Marie, but I’ll shake it, shake it for, uhm, Mr. Loggins!

There was a list, you see, but I felt like “Footloose” is the right one. It’s just a fun and very danceable song. Besides, nothing beats the old ones because they bring back the old time. And that, my dear friends, was David Pomeranz.

The runner-ups were:
The Zephyr Song by Red Hot Chili Peppers. It was ruined by its video. It was too kinky.
It’s Getting Better by Mama Cass Elliot. Too slow. No room for dancing.
Jaded by Aerosmith. I could hold a hairbrush and pretend it’s a mic and do some rock-and-roll moves, but I couldn’t dance to it. Besides, not everything I see is a blur and Ecstasy is NOT what I prefer.
Hella Good by No Doubt. It’s nice, too, and it urges me to keep on dancing, but it’s too loud.
When It Was Me by Paula DeAnda. See, the fangirl in me can be reasonable. When I thought of this song, fangirl in me said, “Hoy, akala mo ikaw si Andie McPhee? Wake up, dude, wala kang Pacey Witter at Joey Potter sa buhay mo.” Thanks, fangirl in me.

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Movies opening today: “The Coffin”, “Mother of Tears”, and “Echelon”. Yuck. Those are some serious ugly. These are the movies coming out today? Insulting.

I think I’ll go to G4 and watch “The Loss of a Teardrop Diamond” instead. I don’t know what it’s about, but I’m pretty sure it’s better than those three.

Or maybe I’ll just watch “Pride & Prejudice” (2005) again.

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Hey, you Geek! You Chronic Spoiler of the Universe, you! Hurry up or you’ll be late for practicum!

Happy Birthday!

Love,
blowfish

What? I can be self-centered, it’s my Multiply page! Go be self-centered on your own.

#14? ROGER That!

Guess who just did a victory dance around the coffee table? Not Robin Soderling, that’s for sure! I am so happy ‘cause no matter how much I’ve been wrapped up with Michael Emerson and Alan Rickman, Federer is still on top of the Must Love List. It has always been Federer.

I am speechless, but I need to, you know, SAY SOMETHING! For one thing, I definitely don’t feel bad about my haircut anymore. I had a bob, people. A bob! With bangs!

Anyway,

If you know me well enough, you’d know how jumpy and giddy I am right now. Celebration is called for because Roger Federer just won the 2009 French Open. He won in straight sets! Championship point was (almost) an ACE! He is finally holding the Coupe des Mousquetaire (Ah! The trophy’s not gonna get bitten this year!). It was handed to him by Andrei! McEnroe did an interview. There was a streaker and after he was escorted out, Roger just looked at his wife and adjusted his band! Eva Longoria-Parker did not steal the show! Then, the rain poured down.

What a day!

I feel another Laureus trophy coming! (Nah, I think it’s gonna go to Button or some basketball player. Or Nadal)

He got his 14th Grand Slam title in Roland Garros! The very Grand Slam tournament that had eluded him for the past 3 years. It’s a sweet, sweet victory. Dude, for once, I am not even mad at Mirka.

I mean, Federer beat the guy who ousted Rafael Nadal. Hahaha! I know, that’s not relevant, but whatever, I’m happy.

Early birthday present for me! (Well, actually, I’d like a black FRIENDS-like mug and/or the DVDs that I have been looking for. Hahaha!)

Many people will say that he had it easy; that he won because Rafael Nadal wasn’t his opponent. It wasn’t Roger’s fault that Nadal did not play his best tennis during the 1st week of the French Open. The Roger fault that he’ll have is if he lose, but he didn’t.

Roger Federer deserved this win. It He had easy wins (A. Martin, G. Monfils), he dropped sets (J. Acasuso, P-H. Mathieu) and he survived five-set thrillers (T. Haas, JM del Potro).

One thing left to do, reclaim the #1 ranking. Haven’t you heard? Rafael Nadal might not be able to defend his Wimbledon title. He’s got knee injury.

Have I mentioned I’m happy? And that Roger Federer won?

Wait for Jessica Zafra’s blog about this.

Photos courtesy of www.tennis.com and GettyImages

Such A Coward

Why is that? I mean, I can look at slicing, slashing, chopping, amputating, and mutilating human bodies with very little or no qualms at all. Not to mention that I find it fascinating at times. I’m okay with suspense/mystery movies like Cry Wolf. Damn, we loved Cry Wolf.

But when we talk about lady apparitions, I easily get scared. I did not love One Missed Call Japanese version, my dears. Gabby can attest to that.

It all began when I still couldn’t find Teaching Mrs. Tingle and to avoid throwing a fit, I just bought other movies written by Kevin Williamson instead which includes the Scream trilogy and I Know What You Did Last Summer. Now, with a lot of time spent inside the video store, I learned that The Faculty was also written by Kevin Williamson. You know, The Faculty! The one with Josh Hartnett and alien parasites! Yes, it was by him. I didn’t know that. And I also bought Cursed.

Since I noticed that Joshua Jackson was in Cursed, I also went into a Pacey Witter spree. I mean, I just got off from a Meredith Monroe TV show re-runs like Moonlight, Private Practice, Californication, and House so it’s just proper to move on to Joshua Jackson.

I grabbed D2: The Might Ducks and D3: The Mighty Ducks even though the first part of the trilogy isn’t available. I bought Urban Legend and Cruel Intentions since there’s also no Gossip.

(As you can see, I’M OFFICIALLY BORED.)

It’s not easy watching Joshua Jackson die twice today.

And Shutter. Yes, Shutter had its lady apparition. Shutter is just 85 minutes long, but it took me almost THREE HOURS to finish it. I had to pause the film A LOT and leave the room to, uhm, not freak out. I thought I was being clever when took my nephew as prisoner so that I have someone with me in the room, but even he demanded to make it stop (He cried, “Patay na, ‘Nang. Patay na.” Not patay as in dead, but patay as in turn it off and turn it off I did.)

I am simply just a coward.

First of all, IT’S NOT EVEN THAT SCARY! With all the hotness that is Joshua Jackson, I still couldn’t look at apparating lady!

Ooooh! However, John Hensley was in it. I remember someone telling me that he has a friend who has a crush on Hensley and I was like, “Why? He looks like Michael Jackson!” And despite being really, really gross in Nip/Tuck, I liked him here and I thought that he is, maybe cute. David Denman was also in it. Every Pam-Jim shipper of The Office did not like this guy. James Kyson Lee who played Ando in Heroes had a small role. It’s like TV reunion.

Still, it’s not a good distraction from apparating lady clinging on Joshua Jackson’s shoulder. A lady whose spirit energy shows up in photos and that prompted me to look at my photos!

Then, I thought that it’s just like Lost in Translation. Newlywed, guy photographer, alienated wife. Only Lost in Translation is way funnier than Shutter.

How am I going to sleep now?

Roger Federer lost the 1st set, damn it!

Can somebody please make the 4th season of Dexter come soon?

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I talk too much, no? And I’m supposed to benefit to how convenient Twitter is for me.

You can always NOT read, you know.