>death by 220.
I’m a little depressed because my 4-year old printer just conked out on me. Driving to Mio’s for a coke litro, a bag of Nagaraya (yummy garlic) and some Winstons didn’t really help because I heard “Til They Take My Hear Away” and “Open Arms” while driving. That’s what I get for tuning into 96.3 since K-lite was playing “Sacrifice” by
Creed (Eew. Stupid video.) and
NU was playing some
Greyhoundz I don’t understanding what the hell they’re singing song. Not that any of this had anything to do with my printer blowing up. The songs just made me sadder.
Even if it was just a measly
Epson 640, it served its purpose for almost 4 years and it’s all my family and I really needed. Sure we couldn’t print our pictures and feeling-amazing
Photoshop creations, but that’s what our high tech office printers were for.
My sisters and I were so proud when we got our first computer. Back in Grade 7, we had the coolest computer.
WordStar was out and we were hip with Windows 3.2. The problem was that we survived on Windows 3.2 for 7 years and we watched the hardware turn gray as our richer friends got stuff with
Intel, K2, and something called a modem. We couldn’t even play the games they played because our computer couldn’t even read CDs. Mehn, those were the days with huge floppy disks and green and black
Where in the World is Carmen San Diego and
Battle Chess.
But when I went to the States for Christmas in 1998, I was given a very belated high school grad gift (more like child support, but what the hell. Money was money!)and I looked past all the
KMart clothes and the
Payless shoes and put everything into my semi-low tech pero pwede na Cyrix computer with an el cheapo scanner that worked and an Epson 640 that was more high tech than my boyfriend’s printer then (he had an Epson 600. Babaw, noh?).
I just bought a new monitor, so I’m going to have to save up for a new printer, but I think my family will be able to wait. They’ve always been fine with whatever we had, so saving up for a really cool printer would be just fine. And hey! At least we have an excuse to buy a new one now. Yeba!
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>self-proclaimed long weekend.
I had a good weekend. Missed work last Friday and saw two movies in a row.
The Bourne Identity was really good. The action was great and Matt Damon wasn’t that bad. Actually, he was pretty hot. Franka Potente was good, too. I recognized her from
The Princess and the Warrior and I was kind of irritated because i haven't seen
Run Lola Run where she also stars in. some of my friends who had read the book hated the film, but i haven't read the book, so i was lucky to have been able to enjoy watching it.
Afterwards, I met up with Diego and Betts for
S1M0NE. i was disappointed that we missed the obb, but at least the movie was great. i really liked Al Pacino and Katherine Keener and I found the movie to be a real eye opener for media people, filmmakers and actors. It reminded me of
Mad City where the script focused on the media's power to influence, reach out and destroy lives. But Simone focuses on film and its actors and how obsession can really be one's downfall, both for Victor (Al Pacino) and the fans. For Victor, it took his life, pride, and sanity. For the fans, it just made them plain dumb and obsessive.
I love the scenes where Victor was talking to Simone. Actually, he was just talking to himself. It's like imagining talking to someone in front of a mirror. In the movie, however, you can visiualize the person you're talking to AND you can make her say whatever you want her to say. I also love how SImone would act a scene out the way Victor would want her to. He had so much control, even the tears would either be too big or too small and he could change it to whatever size he wanted. It was real trip since I was watching it with 2 computer geeks.
My favorite scene is when Nicola (Wynona Ryder) auditions for Victor's new film and acts out a scene in the script, and she acts it out really well. She got right into the character and snapped out of it once she was done. Wow, that's acting. well, I know that Wynona isn't the best or most versatile actress in the world, but that one performance showed the real beauty of acting when it's done by REAL people. Oh! And thanks to the one and only
Ramon, i found out that Simone is a real person named
Rachel Roberts. That's be good news for the Alabang barkada.
I watched a
play in
U&AP yesterday called
The Bald Soprano. It was a weird play and I can only imagine how hard it must have been for the cast memorize the script. It was that weird. I liked the characters of Knox and Nick, mostly because they had constant accents. The other characters kept on losing the accent, and the actress who played the Mrs. Martin needed a little more volume. But all in all, it was fun to watch, especially when the actress playing Mrs. Smith walked through the audience chanting "krishna!!!" The fireman was really funny, too. I still don't understand the play, though. So I'm either dumb or I'm really not supposed to understand it.
I was supposed to meet up with sina kathy in the fort to watch Side A (wow! 80s, mehn!), but I decided to go the
2BU event in Rockwell first with the
usual people. Well, I was planning to stay for only a short while, but 3 icky Arctics later, I got pretty tipsy and lost all confidence in my driving. The event itself was kind of weird since people actually won invites when we just walked in for free, and the event was for
PAWS and the poor dogs who had to walk on the ramp with the models were frightened because of the heavy music. Plus, a friend observed that some of the models were wearing leather anyway. So was Inquirer really supporting PAWS or just making papel.
I only had fun because I got to see some friends model to the
Itchy Worms' set and the group that I was with was just really crazy. I remember images like
Mich raising her left eyebrow because of a certain someone who was a horrible dancer, Mich falling to the ground,
Joey being a ham and screaming into the abc5 cam,
Mikey putting his arm on Elena's shoulder, Elena being pushed to Quark, smoking outside with
Ernan and watching everybody inside
Brothers Burger and waiting for that good night kiss, losing to
Chris AGAIN in tic-tac-toe, Ramon telling
Alexis not to push him, Alexis almost falling off his chair and immediately getting into a pogi pose when he sat upright again, having 16-year olds buy beer and yosi for us...all this fun over working on a script about basketball.
Today, I finally went to an
Alabang Bazaar. Wahoo! Mama actually gave me money to buy "corporate" clothes. I really, REALLY don't need them, but i guess it's safer to have some in my cabinet anyway. The weird thing about Alabang bazaars is that you get to see people you haven't seen since high school. People who cheated on your friends, people who spread the oddest rumors about you, and people you were once close to eons ago but aren't sure if they should say hi to you or not. it was pretty surreal.
Speaking of surreal, I finally read
Neil Gaiman's The Sandman: The Dream Hunters. it's the first graphic novel (If it is a graphic novel. Shit. I'm such a clueless reader pala. Idiot.) that I've ever bought and read and I loved it. I think I should've gotten into graphic novels when I was younger since I was the type of kid who liked books with lots of pictures. Anyway, I loved the art because it was very dreamy. The watercolors were beautiful and the use of crayon (if it was indeed crayon) for the darker moments in the story proved to be more eerie than the watercolors. The story was so enchanting. I learned about the Baku and the significance of dreams in certain cultures such as Japan's. I didn't cry when the monk died, though, but I did feel that stab through the heart with matching curling up of the spine when the fox spirit knelt before the King of Dreams and cried "You said you'd help me!" And I love the end where the King of Dreams says that there are lessons to be learned, but still you realize that even when you learn such lessons in life, you still act according to fears, love, anger, or just plain human nature.
