Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Movie Quote Meme

Nursing a headache exploding in megatons pretty much incapacitated me last weekend. Except for a Sunday dinner date with a friend at TriNoma and an after-dinner shag with a stranger, I was just stuck here in my room, marathoning Pushing Daisies and gorging on lacatan.

Nothing else of note has happened with my life the past few weeks anyway, so I really didn't mind staying in. Work-related drama doesn't count, unfortunately. Besides, I whine about it enough during the ten-odd hours I spend in the office, I'd really rather not bring the colorful cast of characters of my work-life at home. No, not even the deceitful and artificial countenance of the High Priestess, nor the annoyingly large girth of Shrek could be worth ruminating on the moment I step out of our building. I don't think even the tragicomic exploits of the Metrosexual contain enough material for entertainment value anymore.

That is why I'm glad I stumbled on this interesting Movie Quote Meme from a blog I've recently started stalking. (Segué kung segué. Hehehehe.)


  • Pick 15 of your favorite movies.
  • Go to IMDb and find a quote for each movie.
  • Post them here for everyone to guess.
  • Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it FIRST and the movie.
  • No Googling/using IMDb search functions.


  1. It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone. But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.

  2. Come at me. Every inch of me will resist you.

  3. I think my biggest problem is being young and beautiful. It's my biggest problem because I've never been young and beautiful. Oh, I've been beautiful, and God knows I've been young, but never the twain have met.

  4. I live in torture, thinking of these moments. With every look he gives you, I get sicker and sicker. There is a burning in me, I feel on fire, and there's guilt I can't comidify. Does it make you happy to know that?

  5. You are so far behind, you think you're first.

  6. I hang on because I love you, and I wait patiently for you to calm down and wake up and realize that you love me too. You hang on because it's easy.

  7. I read once about a woman whose secret fantasy was to have an affair with an artist. She thought he would really see her. He would see every curve, every line, every indentation and love them because they were part of the beauty that made her unique.

  8. You'll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

  9. That you can lose yourself. Everything. All boundaries. All time. That two bodies can become so mixed up, that you don't know who's who or what's what. And just when the sweet confusion is so intense you think you're gonna die... you kind of do. Leaving you alone in your separate body, but the one you love is still there. That's a miracle. You can go to heaven and come back alive. You can go back anytime you want with the one you love.

  10. It's okay for guys like you and Court to fuck everyone. But when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like Cecile. God forbid, I exude confidence and enjoy sex. Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I'm the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself. So there's your psychoanalysis, Dr. Freud.

  11. It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.

  12. Our apartment was so small, that mother made me play in the oven. Late at night I would listen to the voices of the American masters: Tony Tennille, Debby Boone, Anne Murray -- who was actually a Canadian working in the American idiom. And then there were the crypto-homo rockers: Lou Reed, Iggy Pop, David Bowie -- who was actually an idiom working in America and Canada. These artists, they left as deep an impression on me as that oven rack did on my face.

  13. And in that moment, the dwelling place of eternity, hearts, and souls became clear to me. It was as if I understood everything that had happened in my life these past thirteen years, and the time which was to come. I became unbearably... sad. Akari's warmth, her spirit -- how should I treat them, where can I bring them? That was something I didn't know. That we would not be together forever after this was a fact I clearly grasped. The vast lives we had ahead of us, the boundless amount of time which laid unavoidably stretched out in front of us... But... the anxieties which I had caught sight of soon melted away. And after that, only Akari's tender lips remained.

  14. Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.

  15. Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Live A Little

I refuse to panic. It's too early for anything dramatic. Besides, I don't think I have the energy for it. Angry, yes, maybe; frustrated, yes, a lot; but that's how I've always been anyway, so I'm treading on familiar ground. And right now, panicking is a little off-character for me.


In other news, I might be moving in with the Bunniez in a month or so. I do realize there are going to be a lot of major changes -- giving up my Internet, for instance -- but I am positive that the things I'd have to trade for even a slice of independence are of little value compared to what I will gain. Besides, at 25, I think it's about time I dig my fingers at it.

I told my mother about the idea a week ago. With her usual world-weary look, she said, "Anak, mahirap yan." The most neutral response would have been, "Yes, I know," but in my mind, what I heard her say was, "You can't do it." I felt the simmering of anger in my stomach, but knowing my mother, I think she was more scared than I was.

And yes, truth be told, I am scared, and there are going to be rough patches I'd have to try ironing out as I muddle through, but hey -- it's about damned time for me to live a little.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving



Held hostage in a dream. Happy 30th (yesterday, actually), Hono'o-chan!
May the rest of your life be how you dream it to be! I love you!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Here's A Good Idea

So there are Courtroom Dramas, right? And Hospital Dramas. Even Teen Dramas. I have an idea which could revolutionize the world's TV viewing experience. Are you ready for this? OK. HR Dramas. Genius, wouldn't you say? Pure poetry. Everybody's going to eat it up.


Dramatis Personæ

You have your Org-Dev guy, who also doubles as your Comp-Ben guy, and who does Employee Relations on the side (at least until a replacement for the last one is found -- even if it's been almost two months now). Everyone loves him, although everyone thinks he is... metrosexual.

There's the young and pretty HR Specialist cum Executive Assistant, who is most probably the most normal person in the Department, except for odd shifts in her personality that belie her... habits.

There's your neurotic Recruitment guy who is obsessed with keeping things organized, but ends up being swallowed whole by little details instead, making his fragile, stack-of-cards kind of life topple over at the most inopportune times.

There's the Recruitment Supervisor, whom everyone looks up to for her zen-like wisdom -- until someone pisses her off, that is.

And finally, there's the big, gay Recruitment Associate who... well... is big. And gay.


Drama. Issues. Office politics. Sex. (Just kidding.) Sick plot twists enmeshed in classic Pinoy soap camp goodness. I think I'll call it...

H.R.

You know you love me,
x o x o

Monday, April 07, 2008

It Gets Lonely



Elmer introduced me to this guy's YouTube Profile, and I have fallen in love with his work ever since. Apart from having a great voice, he has a way of singing songs that rends ones heart, quietly, completely. This song is my favorite, thus far.

From the About This Video section: "This song was written by two friends of mine here in New York. They asked me to perform it at a concert recently and, later, asked if I would put it here on YouTube. I wish we'd had the original footage, since I really liked the space -- but we didn't, so this was a new performance."


It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // With important things to do

It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // When none of them are you.

The meetings they are running late for // And the calls they need to take // Syncing calendars and appointments // on their cigarette break. // Blinking schedules and reminders // and the emails BCC'd // Wanting things they're never getting. // Getting things they'll never need.

It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // With important things to do

It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // When none of them are you.

Feels like I'm moving in slow motion // Or am I standing still? // In an ocean filled with taxi cabs // and people dressed to kill. // As their watches tick the hours // diamond dangling from their ears. // Like a symphony of silence. // Making music no one hears.

It wouldn't be this hard for me // if I knew you were still mine. // I tell myself I'm doing better // I tell myself I'm doing fine.

It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // With important things to do

It gets lonely // so, so lonely // Surrounded by all these people // But none of them are you. // None of them are you.

Positive Vibes, Please

I have never experienced this kind of pressure from work before, nor have I felt the need to take some of the things I have to do home, but that's what's been happening of late. I don't mean to whine about it -- I do like what I'm doing, and I'm feeling better about my job than when I started over a month ago, but I feel like I still have a lot to learn when it comes to balancing things. I'm not exactly an absolute Godsend to the HR Department, but I believe I still deliver.

Sigh. Anyway, next week, two very important people in HR will be on leave, which leaves three people, including me, to make sure things will still be in order when they get back. I will be needing all the positive vibes I can gather.


Weekends have never been as important to me before as they are now. Hanging out in my room despite the heat, most of the times with Elmer, marathoning movie after movie after movie, has been a precious escape from the rigors of work. True, weekends bring their own unique brand of complications in my life, but honestly, these complications are a breath of fresh air compared to the climate-controlled, politics-ridden concerns in the office.

Maybe my only regret, between juggling stuff at work and walking across the tight-rope act that is my personal life, is that I have very little time to write anymore. Hono'o-chan said it best: "There are wants that go deeper, that make your soul ache when they aren't met, that eat away at you until you're nothing but a deep throbbing ache, empty and hungry and desperate."

I might have visited that empty room before, and I my fingers might have touched its cold, cold walls, but I did not want to stay then, so I left, and went back to living a life. I hope I won't have to face the time when I would go back -- and decide it would be better to stay.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

This Is Me Being Desperate

Alright Internet, listen up. I didn't think it would come to this, but... well... desperate times and all that jazz.

Our company is currently looking for Distance Learning Teachers, and we need about thirty before the end of April. The only tough requirement is that one should have excellent English communication skills. And when I say excellent, I mean a near-native command of the language.

OK, so if anyone is interested, send a message over to our Y!M ID, careers.ipcco, or your resume at careers [at] ip-cco.com. Please make sure to include DISTANCE LEARNING in the Subject field, and to mention that you got the information from my bloggie.

Also, I would really appreciate it if you guys can spread the word! I promise to be like, a slave for half a day or whatever. Haha. Basta, I'll come up with something to repay you guys with, once we complete the thirty that we need by the end of April. So anyway, thanks in advance!

All I Can Say Is


TANG. INA. Fuck weekdays. I LIVE FOR THE WEEKENDS!