this is E.

this is E and her new beau. im so happy for you, i hope i can start my own love story too, soon =)

xoxo

Kurosawa retrospective

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KUROSAWA Retrospective (September 2010)

In commemoration of the 100th Birth Anniversary of renowned Japanese film director and screenwriter Akira Kurosawa this year, the Japan Foundation, Manila, in cooperation with the Cultural Center of the Philippines and UP Film Institute proudly presents twenty-one (21) films from his award-winning collections this September. Dates & Venues September 14 -- CCP Little Theater (invitational screening) September 15-18 -- CCP Dream Theater September 19-30 -- UP Film Institute Admission FREE More information Click here to download the event flyer Inquiries: email@jfmo.org.ph. / 811-6155 to 58 xoxo

Pecha Kucha Night manila v3

At the Cafe. week 1

Today was hard at home. My one hell of a brother usually snaps at me, and literally hates me for a lot of things. And my aunt who I live with also has a lot of negative vibes with me. Seriously I don't fucking know how to act in this little place I call home in the city. So with the little money that I have on this fine weekend, I decided to go out and have a date with myself.

Did I forget to mention that I'm single? Yes, my life of singlehood sucks.REALLY.I don't know how or where to find this guy, who can light sparks on my romance life. So, I left at almost6 o'clock, had a little stroll in my almost favorite place ( it's my favorite because it's nearer to my house). I also went to the local bookstore, to buy a pen and a highlighter to use at work. And I walked, and walked and walked again. The initial plan, was really to spend a late night at a cafe, just because I wanted to try it. The popular place (Starbucks, that is) was filled as usual. 2 branches that is!. Both were  filled with people with friends and lovers. I guessed this was not a place for someone single like me. Apparently I knew of another place that was just around the corner, and I went to check it out. It was almost empty! Well, not really, there where a few people. An old man, alone, with his laptop; two college girls reviewing for some exam, maybe; a couple, reviewing also, well they were reading books that is; a group of teenage friends, with a laptop, they were too far for me to know what they were up to. So I went to the counter, and stared at the menu board for a good 2 minutes, it was my first time there, so I had no idea what on earth to order. I just had the Choco Macadamia Nut Chiller, because it sounded good. So when I got my drink, I went to this really comfy couch with a table, perfect for me.

And then it happened. Wasn't I looking around to well? Or I just saw past him? Oh well, right across me, was a guy, wearing a maroon hoodie, sinking his nose into his books as well. I felt differently, he had good looks, and believe me when I say good looks, nevertheless, he looked smart, which was obvious thru his pile of books. And the stalker that I was, I literally kept looking at him. So here I was, daydreaming again. If there was one thing I was really good at, it was daydreaming, sometimes i even think my daydreams are real. Well, when it comes to love, for now, all I've got are daydreams. So, yes, i started imagining things, that he'd come up to me to say hi. Know my name, talk about stuff, share a table, talk till dawn. Uh huh, ofcourse I was just imagining things, I was literally just so engrossed in him, he was just my ideal type. So, I started reading the book that I brought, Thief of Time by John Boyne, which was about a man who stopped growing old. Good for the man in the story, he never seemed to run out of love.

Ok so I literally got bored of reading, I started writing. Ok let me explain, I talk to myself through writing, it's just like talking to yourself, it's just that you write it..funny, but at least no one would mistake you for a crazy person.

Ok so, I seriously wanted him to come talk to me, I was praying for it. Yes that was how desperate I was, I didn't' want to look stupid and walk up to some guy reviewing for his exams. SO I spent some good 2 hours in there, just writing the time away. I then realized, was I watching too much love stories? or reading too many romance novels? or maybe I wasn't too physically enticing to make a complete stranger talk to me.

Or maybe, these things only happen in the movies. Although we locked stares 3 times, which gave me the chills, I still had doubts, that maybe he wasn't looking at me, maybe he just me caught me looking at him..get me? Well, after 2 hours of sitting and waiting, nothing exciting happened. Well, I still think about it, last night, what if I had the guts to go up and talk to him? You know that feeling of regret that you feel, up to the moment you wake up the following morning? Yes, I feel it, and it sucks.

Oh well, till next week..at the cafe.

xoxo