Beauty and the Beast

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The live-action/CGI animated version of the beloved 1991 Walt Disney film-musical about a young woman held prisoner in an enchanted castle has new insights on the original story, with new songs, new characters, and backstories to help tell the tale as old as time.

STARRING: Emma Watson, Dan Stevens, Luke Evans, Kevin Kline, Josh Gad, Ewan McGregor, Stanley Tucci, Audra McDonald, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, Ian McKellen, Emma Thompson
DIRECTED BY: Bill Condon
WRITTEN BY: Stephen Chbosky, Evan Spiliotopoulos (Screenplay)
MUSIC BY: Alan Menken
RELEASED BY: Walt Disney Studios Motion Picture

PLOT: 4/5 because nostalgia

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind… Oh you know the rest.

I love, love LOVE Beauty and the Beast — it’s one of those movies that…

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Thirteen Reasons Why

Check out my review for the new Netflix series:

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13ReasonsWhy [www.imagesplitter.net] Thirteen Reasons Why | © Netflix I tried to binge watch “Thirteen Reasons Why” over the weekend. I couldn’t.

It took me three days to watch all thirteen episodes (for comparison, I watched “ASOUE” all in one day).

It took me that long because it’s pretty emotional for me. See, I loved a Hannah once.

For a detached or relatively optimistic person, Hannah Baker was just another person girl who couldn’t deal with her emotions properly. Like many people in the story, many would think that she is just “looking for attention.”

As a person who loved someone like Hannah, believe me, there’s more than enough heartache in these kinds of things. The worse part is that the aftermath is even worse than the act itself. My version of Hannah survived, but I have been scarred forever, and there’s just no turning back from that. There’s just moving on.

Back to the series: it’s…

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I feel melancholic these days

I know I haven’t written in a while…

Mostly because I feel melancholic. Not sad, just — I don’t know. I wish I’m not so far away from my best friends. I mean, yes, I love my Cebu friends, but there are some people, you know, who were with me during my most troubled times and I wish I can just poke them awake or go up to their rooms, or call them for breakfast or lunch or take them out for a long walk — those days were the ones when I felt most centered.

I am spinning.

I’m not sure what’s happening. I mean, salary aside (HA!) I am pretty content with my life. I like being able to do what I want, I like having time to explore other things. (I mean, this year, I already went to more yoga classes than I did in the last three years!)

But for most of the time, I feel melancholic and I just wish my best friends are here. A tirade of why I feel the world is on my shoulders just don’t make for good conversation when we’re all trying to find ways to get our life on track and when we’re all just trying to keep going.

I am in free fall.

Sometimes I just want to escape — things can’t be too bad in other patches of the same Earth, right? This isn’t my rock-bottom, it’s just that I am no longer emotionally charged. I am too tired to care about everything else. I want to jump to free fall and feel my body crash in the ocean. That would be exhilarating if I were’t so scared of heights.

 

Or maybe I’ve been watching too much Grey’s Anatomy.

Too much dark and twisty there.

The Lost Art of Letter Writing

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As part of my freshman English course, I had to write to a pen pal — this is in the early 2000s, so even then letter writing was a slowly dying form. I absolutely love writing, but when you’re twelve and a freshman in high school, writing to a random person is all sorts of awkward.

So in my letter, I explained in great lengths that I had to write to a pen pal as part of a class requirement, and not that I’m a stalker or anything of the sort. The letter was then sent to my mom’s friend’s daughter halfway around the world, who, as it turned out, was only a few months younger than I.

I don’t know how seriously my classmates took that assignment, but I was relieved, nonetheless, when I got a reply (although I suspected that her mother forced her to write back). Leia and I continued writing each other for a year, I think, way past the requirement for class.

But like I mentioned, this was in the early 2000s, which means that the art of letter-writing was already dying, so eventually, we went on to email each other instead of write pen-on-paper — and pretty soon, by the time I got to college, we’ve been communicating through social media, like everyone else on the planet.

However, my friends in college are amazing, and are pretty sold on the handwritten notes and letters front. It’s not unusual for me to receive “Have a good day” notes from my friends, random doodles, and even origami left on my desk.

Nothing beats getting actual mail though. Especially mail in the form of letters — no other material things, just letters about the goings-on in someone’s life, and musings asking how you are, too.

I have been wondering how humans forgot the art of letter writing, but as it turns out, not only is a text or email faster in getting messages across the seas, it’s also economical. Apparently, today, it costs a lot to send a postcard to another country, at least, from here in the Philippines.

Okay, not that expensive, but for 120PhP for a postcard, it’s not actually reasonable, considering you get the length of a tweet on one of those things.

 

 

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Costs aside, I do want to bring back the art of letter writing. Maybe one postcard a month somewhere around the globe?