My fingertips are yellow, and I feel bloated. It can only mean one thing, I saw a movie! Been a while since I last had my hand in a huge tub of cheese flavored popcorn and gobbled red iced tea, the sumo sized one from Tokyo Tokyo.
I saw Disney's Oz: The Great and Powerful. An entertaining one, the witty winged monkey was very endearing, not to mention the little China girl. At the end of the movie, I learned something important. It made such a huge impact on me that I have decided to post it as my FB status. It was something to this effect :
Glinda : I always knew you had it in you.
Oz : Greatness?
Glinda : No, better, Goodness.
To be great... something I might not be able to achieve, but to be good... is something I could probably practice everyday. To be good and to do good, every little act of goodness, at least once every single day... until it comes out naturally, after all,it has been said, practice makes perfect. ahhh easier said than done I know. But I am hopeful.
"walang babaeng pinangarap maging kabit" -Sari (The Mistress)
Is there really no one who ever wanted to be a mistress? I will be risking my pristine goody-two-shoes image with what I will admit : Back in 2003, me and some of my airport friends, agreed that being a mistress is far better than being a wife. We had plenty of reasons to believe so, and we called it our "kabetching" theory.
The "kabetching" or mistress is well loved by the married guy.
She is always showered with gifts and presents.
She knows what is going on with the married guy and his wife but the wife is blissfully ignorant.
When the husband had a fight with his wife,be it about him womanizing or not, he almost always tells the mistress about it, and she has the chance to comfort him and this will endear her to him more.
... And so on...
I did believe those things back then, but as time passed by, and along with it came more responsibilities and inevitably maturity, I somewhat forgot about it. I never really had the chance to prove that theory. And after watching The Mistress, I came to the harsh realization that our theory might be flawed.
"Limang taon. Limang taon na kuntento lang ako sa kung anung meron kami ni Rico. Di ako nagreklamo, di ako naghanap. Tapos dumating ka, nagsimula akong magtanong." - Sari
The mistress will have to be contented with what the married guy can offer her in terms of time. Christmas, valentine's day and other events are always celebrated with the real family. They can't be seen together in public so they can only go to places no one will find. She can not ask questions about his family, she can only wait for him to volunteer the information.
"mahal ko sya" -Sari
When she is not in it for the money, but because she has fallen, truly,deeply,madly,genuinely,head-over-heels,crazy... (you get the point) ... inlove with the married guy, the mistress is bound to get hurt big time. Because no matter how much she loves the married guy :
"as long as I am alive, you will never be promoted to wife" - Regina
So I guess at this point it is safe to say that our kabetching theory might not be all that fancy after all. I hope that in a perfect world, there will be no mistresses. Because nobody, not the wife, nor the mistress deserves to be hurt. Because everybody, deserves to be happy and nobody deserves to feel unloved,unwanted and unneeded.
They used this song as background music, the orchestra version... It is a song from 2006 (?) and I only liked it now because of the movie.
My last two posts were published using my playbook. Truth is I really have a few stuff in mind that I want to blog about, I find it hard to do so using my playbook,editing is difficult. A post that would normally take me 40 minutes to finish takes a few more minutes because my fingers tend to fall on the wrong buttons very often. I'd rather use the desktop, but with 4 teenage nephews, and a mom who is constantly trying to beat my bejewelled blitz score, our lone pc's activity can be compared to one that is in a computer rental shop.
I have had a very lazy start for this week. My workweek starts on a Sunday, I filed for 3 days leave, so I reported for work for just 2 days. And now it is my off again. Did a lot of eating out during that 5-day long (days off included) staycation, after all, it was my birthday weekend. I was reunited to the 3-pounds I lost the previous week in preparation for a photo session with my cousin Ken.
But I have a very busy week ahead. Much of my time will be spent blahblahblah-ing in a training room for a 3-day long system training for 5 of my staff. I hope I can still find time to blog about these:
¤ A movie review of this:
...saw it with my mom and we both cried our eyeballs out. I was supposed to have my ID pictures taken after the movie. But I had to postpone it as my eyes got swollen from all the crying. Come to think of it, I have never done a movie review before, and I am not really very confident about doing 1. Maybe I will just write about my favorite lines from the movie.
¤ my birthday treat for my nephews
my pearly whites ... ready to get very oily! Spent an evening with my sister, my big nephews and Ken... and this photo was taken by Aye. With appetite as big as ours, Zark's was the place to be. Maybe for this post, I will be posting mostly photos.
¤ weekly secrets. I love PostSecret .period. A Sunday will not be complete without me looking at other people's secrets. I used to post my weekly favorite. I am planning to revive that. Hope I can.
¤ my travel plans. I have been invited to go to Singapore. I hope it pushes through. I am excited. Maybe not much about the place but to see my former colleagues and and to spend quality time with my loved ones... away from work and schedules and deadlines. And a bora trip is also being brewed. 1 word , 4 letters and it is something i really want to do now ... D - I - E - T. I want to look good in pictures!
aaaah so much to talk about so little time. Last, I saw this one while surfing and immediately went aaaaaaaw. Linda, whoever you are, you are one lucky girl. So I guess guys really have a hard time saying the word sorry... ego maybe, but this makes up for what this guy can not verbalize. *sigh* inggit much!
