Harry Potter and the half blood prince

Last sunday, i watched the highly anticipated latest Potter movie(making it the sixth movie in the series)- Harry Potter and the half blood prince.
I was so excited to watch that movie that my sister and i reserved some seats a week before we watched it in Glorieta. I was happy to say that the latest Harry Potter movie is an awesome one, in fact the most unique among the six movies. Unique in the sense that this movie got more laughs, romance as well as darker sides.
I was awestrucked with the characters
I was impressed that the main characters(particularly Harry, Hermione and Dumbledore) became more complex- becoming more witty and emotional than they were five movies back. Some old(and already funny) characters such as Ron Weasley, Luna and the Weasley twins retained their hilarious selves. Then the new characters were just as hilarious as well, with Slughorn being weird, Lavender Brown and her crazy obsession with Ron and Cormac Mclaggen being... stupid.
But the bad part is that...
There aren't much exciting scenes from the book being put in this movie. *groan*
Like Dumbledore's funeral wasn't shown, few quidditch scenes(and feel quite bad because this movies is the last one we'll ever see a quidditch match), Voldemort's family wasn't shown and Harry and Ginny's kissing scene was too short compared to Harry and Cho's in the last movie.
The next movie will probably be a part 1 of the last part of the series, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and that might be in 2010. Those guys will be probably grown so old.
Sigh, it was sad to see everybody's changing and growing up but at least im happy that i also grew up with them. Since i became a die hard Potterista at the age of ten, they are still the teeny little trio that i admire who go into adventures and taught me how family, friendship and bravery really matters. Now they've grown and looking at myself, i have grown up too.
For me, diss out anything you want to diss out about my life. Diss out how stupid i am, diss out my weird habits, diss out my choice of college course or university, diss out how unpatriotic i am, diss out how gay and awful Bill Kaulitz was, for all i care diss out anything you hate that involves my preference and life but don't you ever diss out anything about Harry Potter and the Harry Potter universe... or else.

The past seemed to creep...

Today, my past seemed to drop me a visit in the persons of the guy who taught me how to play guitar, my first year highschool adviser and an old classmate.

On my way to school this morning, i passed by my old guitar teacher kuya Johan's house. Usually, whenever i pass by that house, i always notice that no one is there. But this time someone was there outside the house and in my shock, it was kuya Johan. It was a mixture of happiness and anxiety as i saw him again. Happiness for i've seen one of my closest friends in my whole life again, The kind of friend i can happily open up with lots of things and seek advise from. He's the guy who had stood up as a mentor- figure during my 13th year as well as my last moments before i became a TH fan- which truly changed me a lot, radically.
But the anxiety complexity syndrome part is, that im no longer a my chemical romance fan unlike before, im a Chinese culture fan, and the saddest part is(which might devastate him) that i gave up playing guitar... all because of Bill Kaulitz.
Why did i gave up playing guitar?
Well, we all know that Bill is a very vain guy and i hear that he snobs fans(who ask for an autograph or take a picture with him) who had ugly hands- nail bitten fingernails, rough skin and such. Maybe after i met him in person(and shook hands with him) then this curse will stop and i'll be able to play guitar again. 

Then after we've finished our math, values and soc sci exams, my old teacher(and first year adviser) sir Jay R came for a visit since City High is closed for a week. (Hey, we're the only school left standing in the Lakeside district since almost all the schools that shut down temporarily got ahini) 

We talked about a lot of things like our grades, life and what happened when he was gone. 

In the afternoon, i overheard GT talking to Rizelle about "malalastraw". I wondered what the hell is malalastraw, and then Gt announced everyone to our class about Inah- our old classmate who left us for Liceo this year. He said that Inah told him via text that if we never get to meet her later this afternoon, it will be her last and final visit in Montessori- hence "mala-last straw". Well Dean said "I don't give a damn..." and Julien also said "I don't care... good riddance!!" 

Well, i never saw Inah after school. I don't know if her plan on going to Monte became a reality or not... 

A rock poem....

No, it's not at all what you've expected the moment you read the title dawg. So if you're expecting some cheesy, emo or pointlessly frustrated and angry poems that bring about the pangs of pain and dispair, then get the f*** off.

A while ago, as i was fooling around in our autosupply shop and at the same time reviewing for my monthly exams tomorrow and reading a book about Jose Rizal being afraid of Jai Ho people when he was a kid. Out of the blue, i randomly made a very satirical and stupid poem in Filipino about my uncle who lives in Hong Kong and whose name is Rocky.

Mabato

Ang mabato ay mabato.
May tito akong pangalan ay "Mabato"
Kung sa Ingles sya ay si "Rocky".
Mahilig sa Heinaken
at bano kay Doraemon.

Marami syang bato
sa kanyang bahay na bansot.
Ang kanyang buhay naman ay
puro bato.

Iisa lang ang masasabi ko sa yo...
"...Bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan
huwag magalit."

Ang masasabi mo naman sa akin
sa mabato mong Ingles ay...
"... Want to eat some more?"

At sa lahat, ang masasabi nila
sa atin...
...Ano ba 'to??!! Puro nalang
mga bato. Mukha na kayong bato.
Di bale, magkaanak naman kayong bato.

Baka naman sila ang mas mabato kesa sa aten.
Ayos lang, dahil kung binato ka ng bato
batohin mo nalang ng tinapay.

*bow*

What if i made a German version of this one??
That's okay, as long as it's not Chinese(particularly Mandarin, Cantonese and especially Fukien), he won't understand it. ;-)

Ah, dreary school misery

Okay, everything went haywire since thursday morning, when i woke up with a very sore throat that i could barely speak. I was planning to go to school as usual(and to debate on sir Manto's class) so i won't miss out with all my lessons but my dad told me don't go to school for today and go see my doctor instead. So i took off my uniform and put on clothes i usually wear at home. My throat was so bad from morning until afternoon, when i took some strepsils to relieve some pain and i could talk for a bit. For the whole day, all i did was to read books, watch TV, review some math braintrain reviewers, surf the internet and sleep. Later that night, we went to see my doctor in his house because he isn't in the hospital this morning unlike we expect. He gave me a recommendation and a medical certificate to show to my teachers.
Then friday came and i went to school. The moment my classmates saw me, Rizelle, Gt and Phoebe told me that im dead when i go to sir Manto's class since he was so angry with me yesterday. I raised my medical certificate and told them i was sick yesterday(since my voice still feels faw and hard phlegmy-even now). After the CBA, i first went to Sir Jojo and asked for an admission slip just in case Sir Manto will not let me inside his class.
I went inside the classroom and Sir Manto asked me sternly why i am absent yesterday, i gave him my medical certificate and admission slip and told him i had a sore throat that i could barely talk(so how can i debate in that state?). For the whole English period, Sir Manto is angry with us like he had PMS. He told us that his exam next week will consist only of phrases and clauses from last year, so we better review our notes. After telling us the coverage of the whole exams, he left 15 early.
Then 15 minutes later, THE came, reccess and then Filipino. Those periods were kinda okay and nothing bad happen. But then math time came and we had a major quiz!! The last part was so hard that i could almost bang my head against the wall in order to have any ideas on how to solve them. After checking them, i got so unfortunate with the test that i only scored 12/33(lowiq). I was doing well on maths some days ago, why would i drop myself like that mercilessly? i asked myself.
Maybe it was because i was still recovering from sickness(thus kinda brain dead). Some days ago, i was doing good on Trigonometry but a while ago when we had our review classes with sir Ian, it took me a long time to solve one item. o.0
Well, i just hope that i'll be able to do well in school by tuesday so i can pass all my first monthly tests. I should better start studying now or it'll never happen. x_x

WTF?? but that was the past....

Just a while ago, when i was passing on some "Vote Tata for grade 6 rep" campaign comments to friends, i stumbled upon a very ancient friendster account of mine that i seemed to abandoned a long time ago. Stumbling upon it was like rediscovering a well preserved 6000 year old ancient mummy in the Alps, everything i rave about when i was in first year- the Harry Potter-ish blurbs, youtube videos of Regina Spektor, RHCP, MCR and Pink, some MCR pics and my interests back then. Looking at all those it's like a time capsule and you got to know and compare your likes and dislikes now with who you are three years ago. I realized i changed so much since then.
Aside from looking (and laughing) at my collection of MCR photos, interests and such, i accidentally stubled upon my old friendster blog- another important artifact of my First Year life.
As i scanned through the very few blog posts, i read my posts about my plans on being an HP fan in (the then coming) 2007, Spiderwick Chronicles, Captain Underpants, My Chemical Romance and then, i saw a blog post that shows so much of my emotions about the harsh emotional and social torture Keith had made me undergo. Well, i feel sorry for my old self so much that if she was me all along but another person, i would have defended her against the conniving comments that were spat out by (the then evil) Ronziel and the guy who claimed he was Keith's "half brother" called Tipsilog. I would have told her that it sucks having a friend like that drift away from you, i would have told her that what she is suffering right now is nothing compared to the upcoming dangers and frustrations Keith will give on her when she hits her second, third and even fourth year- Keith will avoid and reject her even more up to the point when sir Cris assigned us to be dance partners for the J.S until he leaves her at the last minute of the practice. Even when she's in fourth year, her classmates will still taunt her about Keith.
Now i understand how hard i felt and all the troubles i've been and now i've uncovered the mystery why i turned into my "emo times" until some things turned on the lights- which is Tokio Hotel and a few change of interests.
Good thing on the last half of my second year, i began to find diversion away from him that i drifted away and away from him. On my third year, i was recovering and seemed to lost my interest on him- especially on those times when i really love Bill so much whether in a *dance careless whisper ala Dr. Hayden Kho*(you guys either don't want to know or got my point) or an innocent "fan-ish" way. What i really hate about Keith on my third year was on my JS Prom Practices when sir Cris assigned us to be dance partners for the J.S until he dumped me at the last minute of the practice by unexpectedly getting Patreng. I don't have any feelings for him but i felt frustrated because i was still being rejected and casted away from him even if i no longer had feelings for him. But i didn't mind on my JS Prom and i successfully led myself to enjoy my "night" according to kuya Cj without thinking or fretting about him. Then on his graduation day, i gave him the best graduation gift i had to offer for him. It's not a picture of us being best friends, not a Harry Potter book and certainly not a letter of my deep angry feelings.
Now he's in college (and unfortunately, in the same college my sister goes), i hope that my sister's katropang Arki jocks will beat the crap out of him and torture him like a kidnapped cardinal in Angels and Demons. Then i will certainly be able to get "...retribution".

When he probably marched off to get his Highschool diploma, he looked into the crowd, glanced at his mom, dad, ate Kim, cousins, friends and teachers who had been with him for the past four years, anyone he knew in highschool but one schoolmate. That schoolmate who has been annoying him with pathetic reasons, who bombarded and forever made a mark on his highschool life as the girl whom people always links him with other than Danica, Shavy-LC girl- and Patreng. Anyone was there but that one girl. Well, he was certainly glad about that since no one was there to ruin the best and the last part of his highschool life but he may wonder why she is missing.
But what he doesn't know that the girl had her head straight forward to the future as she packed her brown Roxy luggage with clothes and then smiled at her famous androgynous German crush's photo with delight and whispered to him "...im going back to Hong Kong so you better not ruin it this time. I'll be grateful about it if you made me happy for a week."
Then in Hong Kong, she had lots of fun, met her long lost Chinese relatives and her adorable German crush succeeded in never letting her down this time(in fact he helped her make a good impression upon her Chinese relatives) . What was really great is that she left the past behind had totally forgot about Keith for five days as she saw the bright lights and the wonders of life ahead....

...That girl was me.

Fourth Year mayhem!!!

Well, i decided to make a blog post about a usual day of myself in school so just in case when i want to reminisce a part of my highschool in the future, i would clearly remember the things that happened at this time. Something like a time capsule for me, every month i would post something that tells my usual day in school until march.


This morning, i woke up at around 6 AM in my Japanese futon bed with a very heavy and sleepy head. I struggled to get myself up and walk to the bathroom dizzily as if i've just rode two consecutive rides on the Space Mountain(of Hong Kong Disneyland) and Space Shuttle(of Enchanted Kingdom). Then after brushing my pearly whites, i took a cold bath for 15 minutes until i felt a bit awake. Yeah, i felt awake but it's not enough to keep me going. After putting on my beige and pink gala uniform(and half wished my class and i could wear PE uniforms like the other year levels two times a week too) and sprayed on some Victoria's Secret "My Desire" perfume, i went out of my room, grabbed my school bag and hurriedly ate breakfast of hotdog and sweet rolls. Then after eating breakfast, i went out of the house and hurriedly went to school via a tricycle.

When i arrived at school, i was surprised i was a bit early than ever that i waited for 5 minutes before the bell rang to begin our CBA. Then at CBA, it was the first years who led the prayer, Lupang Hinirang and Panatang Makabayan. After the first years had finished, us fourth years and third years were called by our adviser sir Cris and our discipline officer sir Jojo to teach the students the new excercise. We went onstage and waited for our teachers to finally sort out the cantamixer and then played "Jai Ho" by the Pussycat Dolls- much to the delight of the young'uns. It was a bit exhausting but was very fun to dance especially the part that was often shown in the Pussycat Dolls vid. I agree everyone of us did a very great job in dancing it, haha!!!

After dancing "Jai Ho", we were told to go to our first classes(Oops, Sir Cris forgot to make us sing the march song for the second time around-lol) . In our first class- English- Sir Manto discussed our assignments as well as his anguish at kuya Berto and the new untility staff. In my opinion, kuya Berto is okay especially that he likes to talk about Japanese stuffs. To the other utility staff, i have no comment since we're not that close yet. Then after sir Manto's class, it was Filipino with T. Anna Espadera. T. Anna just made us review for our next period's quiz about Jose Rizal. Then the bell rang and it was recess. I remember eating Siu Mai and sipping coke to alleviate my sluggishness as i scanned over my Rizal notes with Rizelle. After reccess, we proceeded quickly with the Filipino quiz. I admit i had quite a hard time recalling the who's who and the why of the whats of the ways of Rizal, but the good thing was i scored as high as GT, we're both the highest- 36/40. ;-)
Then at math time, sir Ian taught us about an old topic we had discussed when we were in third year- linear functions.
Then lunchtime came and im lunching on Lucky Me Pinoy Chicken mami cup noodles again, i had this yesterday and a few days ago. I was sitting with Hanna, Vannesa(Muje's little sis) , Camille and Kash- talking about schoolmates, school, old memories and what we did last summer- when suddenly Rachaelle came. She noticed that im eating the same lunch again and since she's quite nosy and curious about things-like most Americans i met in person are- she asked me why am i eating the same thing. I told her that it was the only flavor that we had back in our home, then it was okay for her.
After lunch, we went with our afternoon classes: Values, Physics and Economics. Then Economics ended and we had a 15 minute reccess. After reccess, we had computer and then laboratory, when we were dismissed at five in the afternoon.

Virtues of Harmony II

Virtues of Harmony II is a long running sitcom from Hong Kong. It is one of the funniest TV shows that i ever followed even though i never understood a word uttered from their Cantonese mouths. All of what i've observed from the show is that the show follows the life of Yau Nim Chi, her children Kam Nin, Kam Yuet and Kam Yat, Kam Yuet's wife Ah Lo, their aunty Kam Sa Sa(with the mushroom hairstyle), uncle Lau Gam and their friends around the family HK style cafe Tung Mut Yuen, the fashion company Kam Yat and Yuet works for and some parts of TVB. Their problems are mostly misunderstandings, love problems and other kinds of problems that you might want to laugh at. Like there was an episode when a Chinese guy from Texas went to live with the Kams for a while and they mistook him for being the Texas Chainsaw Killer, Lau Gam did an "ala Matrix reloaded" scene, Man Gwai Fei grew a beard and a low voice after consuming some men pills and Kam Sa Sa got a part of an ugly mushroom in TVB(much to the dismay of his old crush 11th Brother). Other than laughs, there are also those romantic moments like Ah Nin and Joey on the airport because Joey wants to leave for England to refreshen her mind because of one love triangle she had been in. Also when Ah Lo decided to divorce Ah Yuet, she was taken hostage in a bank robbery and then when Ah Yuet found that out, he went inside the bank and told the robbers to kill him instead of his wife(but the woman he was pertaining to looks a lot like Ah Lo- with the same clothes and hair) , thus making Ah Lo realize how much Ah Yuet loves him. After the robbery, they got together but unfortunately to the Ah Lo lookalike, her husband mistook Ah Yuet to be her lover-thus they got into a fight. And then there was an episode when Man Gwai Fei decided to marry Lau Gam because she is superstisious and the half-day god told her to marry Lau Gam but half day god turns out to be a fake so Gwai Fei was so disappointed.

Overall, this is the kind of sitcom that you would love to watch to get your pressure and problems out for a while. Enjoy a bit of good laughs and your sadness and depression disappears after watching an episode. If only i understand Cantonese or even read Chinese characters.