Remember my landlady who always ask me to do the projects of her kids? Well, before summer started, she gave me another assignment. It is another book report that his child has to do while he is on vacation. His school is really weird. Students on summer break should be enjoying summer!
Did I do it? Well, no. haha! This past two months has been a struggle for me. Aside from adjusting from morning to night shift, it has been so hot in the Philippine Area of Responsibility that staying in one place is really not an option.
Let’s talk about The Last Lecture.
What it is: The book is all about Randy Pausch’s last speech at the university where he used to teach. Randy was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer, and was given by his Doctors a couple of months to live. The book documented the things that he taught in the lecture, how he spent his life after he find out that he was sick, and his plans for his family.
The Last Lecture is all about Randy’s legacy.
I already anticipated that it will be one emotional book. Well, it is, at some extent. But, the book talks more about Randy’s childhood dreams and how those dreams can help you in the future.
What I Love About It: When Randy said, “The brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not there to keep us out; the brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something,” I know that the book is talking to me. With the things that are happening to me lately, the phrase served as a bucket of cold water waking me up and telling me that everything will be fine. Yeah, I am encountering a lot of walls lately. Most of the time, I just became too weak and let them take the best of me. Now I understand that walls are there because I have big dreams and all I need is a hammer big enough to crush the walls in front of me. haha!
Another quote that made me love the book is when he said that, “It's not about how to achieve your dreams. It's about how to lead your life. If you lead your life the right way, the karma will take care of itself. The dreams will come to you.” Now I know what hammer is needed to crush the walls – make sure that you lead your life the right way. True enough, as long as you are doing everything right, not hurting anyone and taking advantage of anybody, everything will fall into place. There is nothing left but for your dreams to come to you.
What I Don’t Love About It: Randy Died. Period. Haha!
Recommended for: The book is highly recommended for all, it touched my heart, definitely, it will also touched yours.
After reading it, I thought of my landlady’s son. I still won’t do the whole report, but I will help him with the questions. I guess that will be the right way. :)
Watch the Last Lecture below. :)
Day 19 — The film that best describes how my day-to-day life feels is…
This is a hard one. Aside from I really don’t have a lot of movies to choose from, I don’t know any movies that may be as weird as me. I wish I can answer the Hunger Games, but it will not makes sense. :D
So I will just settle for Tangled! Hahaha!
I know that the movie is too gay but there will always be something about Rapunzel that fascinates me. The idea of doing everything to pursue a dream will always touch something in me. I can so relate! Haha. Who doesn’t have a dream, right? Who will not do everything to achieve it? Even vicious people have one. :)
To better understand it, enjoy the video below!
*play this first*
I'd never gone with the wind. Just let it flow. Let it take me where it wants to go.
It started with a stare. I was sitting on a coffee shop in front of the mall’s cinema when I saw you. I noticed you right away. Your nerdy ways impressed me.
You open the door, there’s so much more, I've never seen it before
I saw you smirk. Probably you noticed me watching you. You then pretend to be busy with your mobile phone, you even acted like you were talking to someone over it. It was cute. Everything about you was cute.
I was trying to fly but I couldn't find my wings, but you came along and you changed everything
Anxious, I immediately grabbed my stuff, made my last stare and walked my way to the escalator to get out of the building and smoke. It might be the last time I will see you. I try to memorize how you looked – from the way you stand to the way you carried your red rucksack. However, you followed me. I tried to haste however you catch up. Finally, you said hi.
You lift my feet off the ground, you spin me around, you make me crazier, crazier
My mom said that I should not talk to strangers. It’s wrong meeting people this way. But there was something right in all the things that were wrong that day. I just cannot point my fingers on it. Then, I said hello.
Feels like I’m fallin’, and I Am lost in your eyes
You were perfect. The way you handle a conversation and your confidence blew me away. You said you were waiting for someone, and I just don’t care. Maybe he’s important but that person has to wait.
You make me crazier, crazier, and crazier
I was also waiting for someone, but I just don’t want the feeling to end. The sudden rush of blood, the butterflies on my stomach, and the fireworks, they were everywhere.
I've watched from a distance as you made life your own every sky was your own kind of blue
But we have to let go. Yes, the conversation was awesome, the sparks were there, but we are living separate lives. We have separate lives with somebody else.
And I wanted to know how that would feel and you made it so real
We exchanged numbers, and then we meet again. It was weird how I acted after we met. I started deleting all my messages on my phone, that way, if ever someone checks, your messages will not reflect. I even named you after a girl officemate, lied about my whereabouts, and went with you somewhere far where no one can recognized us.
You showed me something that I couldn't see you opened my eyes And you made me believe
Yes, we love each other. We were selfish. Both of us know that what we had was hurting people, what we have was wrong. Hence, You lift my feet off the ground, you spin me around, you make me crazier, crazier. Feels like I’m fallin’, and I Am lost in your eyes,You make me crazier, crazier, and crazier.
Baby you showed me what livin' is for
Guilt started to sink in. People started to know what we were doing. Happiness really has its price. Being happy for the wrong reasons will always make us unhappy.
I don't wanna hide anymore
We decided to end this.
You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier, craizer
Feels like im fallin' and I
Am lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier
Crazier, crazier,
It all started with a tweet. Can emo bloggers change their stripes? Blog superstar Spiral Prince and I shall attempt to do just that. The rules are simple. Write ten consecutive happy posts. If you falter, you have to write five more. *gulp*
I decided to use song titles for this, that way I won’t be confused. :)
The Emo Blogger's Happy Blogging Challenge: Madness
Nagpapaikot ikot ako sa mundo ng YOUTUBE ng makita ko ang video na ito.
Ang sabi ng nagshare ng link, the video was taken May 24, 2010.
Okay, isa pang video,
Ito naman last 1988 pa.
Notice the difference? Siyempre ung pangalawang video yung dapat ang tamang paraan ng pagkanta sa I Wanna Dance with Somebody. Sa Unang video, hindi ko maintindihan kung anong problema ni Mareng Whitney, iba ang korte ng katawan, mukha siyang haggard, at ang malala, pinapakanta niya sa back up singer ang chorus ng sarili niyang kanta.
According sa mga nagcomment sa unang video, the reason for the crappy performance sa unang video, was Whitney Houston’s drug addiction.
Haist, drugs talaga.
Actually, hindi naman ako mangmang sa drugs. Hindi dahil sa gumamit ako before, pero aside sa D.A.R.E seminar ko noong elementary pa ako, mayroon din naman akong kakilala na nainvolve sa drugs.
Okay, una, may pinsan akong addict. Sabi ng tsismis na kumalat sa family namin, shabu daw. Tumira ako sa bahay nila dati sa Makati. Sa squala sila nakatira (yeah, naranasan ko ng tumira sa squatter), ang sistema ng bahay nila, parang dalawang magkadikit na kwarto. Kasama ko ang pinsan ko sa room tapos yung tito at tita ko, andoon naman sa kabila. Isang umagang wala akong pasok sa school, nanonood lang ako sa cable tv na courtesy ng kapit bahay namin na magaling mag tap. Pinalipat ako ng pinsan ko dun sa kabilang kwarto. Since may kutob na ako kung ano ang mangyayari, sumunod nalang ako. Ayun, since magkadikit ang dalawang kwarto at plywood lang ang nakapagitan, rinig ko na may mga tao sa kabila, tapos parang nag iba ang amoy ng hangin. Mahirap iexplain. Parang mabango na hindi mo normal na maamoy sa kung saan. Pagbalik ko sa kwarto namin, ayun, parang bumaba lahat ng ulap sa kalangitan, alam ko na ang nangyari. Agad ko ng tinext ang nanay ko sa nangyari. Siyempre though hindi ako directly naging part ng “party” ng pinsan ko, baka kung ano pa ang mangyari sa kin since nagaaddict siya. Sa huli kong balita sa kanya, okay na daw siya, sa daming perang naubos ng tiyahin ko para irehab lang siya, naku dapat umayos na talaga siya.
Aside from that, mayroon akong officemate dati sa call center na super weird. Swear, mas weird pa sa akin. Haha. Hindi ko na didescribe kasi nagboblog din yun, at siyempre para sa privacy na rin niya. Pero sa super weird niya, nauupset nalang siya sa kung anong daming bagay. Umulan ng konti, upset siya. May nakita siyang bag na gustong gusto niya, kaso since alam niyang hindi niya mabibili yun, upset na siya. Upset siya kasi pakiramdam niya na walang nagmamahal sa kanya, na walang may gusto sa kanya, at nauupset siya sa mga pinakamaliit na dahilan, weird diba? Umamin siya sa amin na gumagamit siya ng valium, antidepressant when used inappropriately may lead to drug addictions. Obviously, inappropriate ang gamit niya kasi hindi naman siya nagpapatingin regarding sa depression niya, sinabihan namin siya na magparehab na, kaso ang ginawa niya, gumawa ng blog entry na parang nagbigay tribute sa kanta ni Amy Winehouse na my friends says i need to go to rehab but i say no no no. Sorry Amy Winehouse, hindi ko alam ang lyrics. :)
Ever since na nangyari yun, hindi namin alam kung anong gagawin kay officemates. Siyempre, concern kami kaso kung siya hindi concern sa sarili niya, kahit anong suporta namin sa kanya, haist, wala pa din.
Ngayon tinignan ko ulet ang unang video ni Whitney. As depressing and upsetting as it may look, sino ba naman ako para malaman ang mga tumatakbo sa utak niya, siguro may dahilan talaga siya sa mga ginawa niya, pero drugs has its cause and its effects, at kadalasan, hindi talaga maganda ang effects.
Naalala ko tuloy nung gumraduate ako sa D.A.R.E, though hindi ko na tanda ang meaning ng D.A.R.E, sabi sa kin nung principal namin habang binibigay ang diploma ko, “Say NO to Drugs.”
Ngayon, tatandaan ko nalang ang video na ito pag may nagattempt na magoffer sa kin, Oh em, ayaw ko masira ang boses ko! Paano ko na kakantahin ang I Will Always Love You, chos!
R.I.P Whitney!
