Alternate Title: Life Bar

Reminder: Personal Reviews are strictly written from the blogger's prospective and the general public view only. It should not be regarded as a formal review. The author doesn't intend to spoil the readers (if any) by stating particular scenes, lines, etc. Credits are all granted to the respective movie producers, directors, artists, writers, etc. I've read, watched, heard their literary work and I thank them for making such, thus I'm making my review.


Just when we think we are lucky. We just are. But then we all know that the life we borrowed depends on the one who gave it to us.

This movie isn't only about the thrill that somebody would just appear and you scream (Thank God). The story evolves in how difficult is the life of a policeman especially of a detective. I'm glad that there are some points quite similar to "Death Note," but then that is another story.

Valuable lesson (I think) is that when you learn to love, you can learn to un-love too.

This is very true to most women. They could give you as much as they can, but if they are fed up, and they realized their worth, they would want to find somebody who would take care of them and love them in return.

Guys are like that too right?

Next lesson is when somebody talks to you, answer back.

It is not rude to answer because it is even more impolite not to answer at all. They may think you are not paying attention.

In safety purposes, it is better to be well guarded so as to prevent thieves robbing you. If you love your life, guard your life as well.

How? That's self explanatory okay?

Crimes are also rooted because of Psychology problems. I mean, the culprit is psychotic?

It is true that for a particular person, one cannot hide that there are similarities to the one's they like. (Right word: Preference) So, it is not surprising if your previous girlfriend looks like your present girlfriend.

Some guys love girls in uniform too... (Go Japan!)

I even realized that it is true to be more fearful of the living than of the dead, because the living could harm you. (Translation: Matakot ka sa buhay kaysa sa patay)

So for the movie itself, I love the twist of events and the dose of thrill, love, comedy, and suspense. The story is not really predictable even if somebody is sort of predicting things.

Favorite lines: (Hope I got it right)

Guy: I can't touch you,
Girl: Let's just say that our relationship is secret.
Guy: What kind of secret is this, I still can't touch you.
Girl: Secret is better than nothing at all.

(Blogger Question: Is TOUCH really vital in a relationship???)
(Song playing in mind: Touch by touch, skin to skin, You're my all time lover. . . @_@)


Oh, another valuable lesson is when somebody dies, it means it is his time.

Death is unavoidable.

Don't think about morbid things. Just watch the movie. ;)

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Note: This entry was written more than 2 years ago. This just one of the movie reviews actually written at that time. Other reviews include, "Femme Fatale," "Once upon a time in Mexico," "Three," etc. But they were never written. The drive to write flew with laziness.

Silly promotion. :)

Since I finally finished the series, (after a long agonizing desire to start it in the first place), I feel I had to plug it anyway.


"Yamato Nadeshiko" (The Wallflower or Perfect Girl Evolution) is a light anime series that has a different plot compared with other animes. One may be mistaken since it involves 4 pretty boys and an unusual girl which is pretty common to every anime. On the contrary, there are no love triangles or whatever shape involved in love. (HUH?) - Such a relief.

I particularly love the opening song: "Slow" by Kiyoharu. (A song is more loved if it has an anime: remember Halicali's
""Long Kiss Goodbye"" from Naruto Shippuden?)


"Anime Freak"


""Slow"" has a cool video since it portrays the main character, "Sunako," who wears a large shirt and jogging pants most of the time. She also loves her room and television which plays.. err.. those betamax or DVDs piled in the floor :P

This series cannot be compared to the best love animation, such as Naruto, Dragonball, etc. I love those as well, but then those animes run at an incredible more than an hundred episode while Yamato Nadeshiko has 25 episodes.

// Side comments//
My next haircut would be like Kiyoharu or Sunako -- I badly want that.

One may badly adore the best in everything, but then everything should have a limitation. (e.g. good looks, fame, fortune)

If you are interested to watch the series:

"Anime Seed" - This has English subs, but then, as we all know Megavideo permits 72 minutes of viewing at a time. You might as well wait for 45 minutes, or try to load 2- 3 episodes at a time. This method would run the 45 minutes waiting time while you are watching the 2nd or 3rd video. I prefer this link since it is more enjoyable to hear the character's voices and be able to learn a few Japanese words. (HAHA)


"Anime Freak" - For the translated series, anime freak provides easier viewing. (Since you don't have to read subtitles) :P

I hope you'll enjoy.. as much as I did.

Arigato!

yeah.. you got it right.. I don't know how to feel.. I need some air or else...
here is the thread I created in ragnaboards a while ago.



To add on the foreshadowing, nagkaron din ako ng violation slip sa school kasi nakasuot ako ng slippers. yeaaah.. 3 violations is equivalent to suspension ..


Bad trip ako ngayon.

Recently, as the final exam week approaches, I find myself staring at a mirror in front of me. I see a being, human to be precise.It seems like she would collapse in a minute or two. I had sleepless nights because of the piled up requirements needed. Today is the last regular school day for term 1, school year 2008-2009. How did I survive? Let us simply put it as, I passed, thank God. I hope and pray and plead and wish that I would pass the final exam.-- scheduled (applicable to some subjects only)

For the real story, I was having sleepless nights because I had to read various articles, write countless paragraphs, watch a movie, make a book report, write a formal essay, write a research paper, check my grammar, and wipe blood in my head (just kidding) translation: dumudugo na utak ko.. lolz

I don't like "English" that much.

That may be the reason why I am not well versed with the language. I spend at least 15 minutes in writing just one paragraph. *sighs*

With all those sleepless nights, I finally finished them all.

It is when you least expect it that the surprise hits you hard.

I don't know where I got that.. I was plain typing. .. I will correct that maybe in the future. =)

Back to story, my professor was talking to my classmates while we prepare to take the final exam, when she announced in the class, "I like Ms. Lyra's essay." I could not believe what I heard. It was particularly hard for me to make that formal essay because our professor gave us her article published in a magazine as a springboard. It was a great pressure knowing that we should address our statements to her. Another pressure I made for myself is- "targeting perfection." Who can blame me? I had been getting straight 100% in all my informal essays. (most of it are rushed til the last minute)

When maybe 5 of us were only left in the room, I randomly told my teacher (out of plain conversation) that I find it hard to write. She answered, "But you can write." It was a tone of self-assurance and I didn't know how to respond.

I never considered myself good in writing. I read.I won't write. I write when it is needed.

Back in my head, I remember what kuya Jet told me, (redkinoko) I was asking him some points on how to write properly, he commented with my blog (where did he find that link huwaA)saying.. "You organize your thoughts well."

was it the right statements? I forgot. I just remember the compliment.

Thank you~ to my professor and kuya Jet,.. I feel that those sleepless nights is worth after all.




~ Rushes to her bed to sleep ~

We were trapped in the elevator for 5 minutes. I rode the elevator with the hope that I won't be late. My room is located at 8th floor. We finally reached 6th floor, then the door closes. Suddenly, there was a black out. After 2 seconds, the generator supplied the electricity. The elevator wasn't moving. 31st floor.. Since when did our school had a 31st floor? With a few sweat and laughs we finally got out. When I rushed in our room, there was a huge note in the door saying, "All classes in RM 809 will be held on RM 204." In a rush, I rode the elevator going down. Silly me. I reached my destination... I was late for 15 minutes.

Do you know how it feels when everybody says the same thing to you?

First you feel puzzled, then you get tired, then you get used to it, then you become so fed up that you face the reality that YOU ARE are what they are saying~Just FACE the goddamn reality.

Kidding aside, I think I'm stuck with those in the puzzled state.
I mean, I don't want to comprehend because I cannot believe it myself.


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Just this afternoon, I was desperately waiting for 3:30 PM so that the Cashier would sell the Shuttle tickets. It was still 5 minutes before 3:30 when I could see students gathering near the booth. I stood up from where I was seated and went to the cashier. Just then, when it was my turn already. Somebody called my attention from my back.

"Lyra.. lyra."

A sudden rush of feeling came to me. I was paranoid. I was saying things to my mind the lines..


"Syeet.. tinagusan yata ako.. omg. Di kasi ako umupo ng maayos kanina waaaa nakakahiyaaaa"

I was afraid to look back to see who was calling me, but then I slowly turned around to find Kim (a tall guy who was my classmate in MA61) with his other classmates.. They are all looking directly towards me. I almost freaked out and ran to the ladies room when unfortunately, the teller doesn't have change for my money and she asked me to wait another minute.

"Bakiiit?" I managed to ask, expecting him to answer that I need to go to the ladies room because there is a red alert.. (sobs)

"Sali ka naman sa Mr. & Ms. AJMA oh..." He said, pleadingly.

"Ha? ano? AJMA?" I cannot think well. I was worried with .. er.... you know...

"AJMA! basta sali ka ah."

I was able to regain my senses that I wondered..and the conversation went like this..

"Diba pageant yun!? Ayoko nga!"

"Sige naa.. Give me 10 reasons for you not to join."

"I'm not qualified, I can't afford... huwaa?!"

"Over qualified ka nga eh! sige na punta ka sa 415 ah please???"

He was shaking my shoulders while he was saying that and then he went ahead. I got my change from the teller and I went to the ladies room.

I stared at my oily face in the mirror and sighed. Why did he said that to me?!I don't have my comb to fix my hair so I just went out to ride the elevator.

Kim and his classmates (the same guys who were staring at me a while ago) are there waiting for the elevator. I manage to ride it too. I hoped he wouldn't bring up the conversation a while ago when he pleaded again..

"Sali ka na lyra ah.. 415 ah punta ka."

"Uuwi na ako eh. waaa.. ayoko."

Then a beautiful girl beside me spoke..

"Bakit ayaw mo??" with a giggling tone

I couldn't say much because I don't know her when the elevator finally reached ground floor and I evaded them, not looking back.

I went home.

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I wonder what is wrong with me. AJMA,for the others benefit, stands for... uhhmm.. A = blah blah?!! Junior Management Association?! Wah I don't know! I know that it is an organization for Management students. There is a pageant held every year and I don't care about it though. Back to my contemplation.. I remembered a week ago, my classmate in a subject, who is an officer in JPIA (Junior Philippine Institute of Accountants) asked me to join AOG (Ambassador of Goodwill)

I was surprised that I just replied to him saying..

"I can afford saka di ako magandang ehemplo sa Accounting students ahaha"

Those jokes and bluffs rooted since elementary days? LOLZ.. I should have been in the "fed up" status already right?

I can't just find the reason why they want me to join a pageant.

Why I don't want to join?

I feel I don't have the guts.

I'm still struggling to wear those skirts and heels and they'll let me model with those?!


DI BALE NA LANG.


Oh yeah,.. I found this application form.. the one who filled that up was Raizzan,.. our JPIA president back then when I was in PUP. The other detailes was filled by me. I didn't pass the application form because I can't answer the latter questions.





Now will you tell me the reason for their joke?!

There was once a knight sent to a mission to retrieve a holy relic deep in the bowels of an evil castle. At first the knight was very hesitant to go as he had just been married to his childhood sweetheart a few days before he received notice.But sensing that there was no changing his fate, he accepted and did his best to stay alive.

At the end of the quest, he found the relic. The relic housed an evil djinn and whoever touches the relic will have the ability to change into anybody except himself - in exchange for the bearer's current life.

The knight was extremely saddened when he realized this, as he had already touched the relic. When the Djinn told him of his fate and asked him who he wanted to become, the knight smiled and most gently replied, "If being myself is out of the option, I'd like to be my wife's second husband."

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Sometimes we are put in situations that are far from what we had in mind. From these situations we are deprived of options that will allow us to get what we want. Because of this we are confronted with the frustration of having to settle with something that we did not have as first choice. Life is often like that. Sometimes the quickest way to go about something is to not have a plan at all, but to have the goal taken to heart and adapt to the changes around us. There are always more than one path to something if you want it badly enough, and the only way to see those paths is to have an open mind and a heart that stays connected to your dream.




Credits to Sr. Redkinoko