Introducing: The Movie Addict

Hi my name is Yana and I am a movie-holic.

I make it a point to watch movies on a regular basis. It is my obssession. I tend to revolve my own life to those of the movies. It is in fact a hobby of mine but lately I have thought of it as a job. If it was up to me, I would have seen all the movies that has ever been shot. I can watch movies all day long. I imagine in my head the things I would like to write in a column for a review on a paper or magazine or a website. I study the characters and the places and the scenes. I find it disturbing actually...

You may say that I'm lazy. Go ahead, I welcome you. But I do find this sort of adventure through films. They comfort me, strangely enough. It is a journey to me; one that I cannot and will never experience for I, in my opinion, lead a very tedious life and this is my one outlet.

Come and join me in my world and the world of eccentric, deeply-flawed, vulnerable, exciting, and almost-real characters and their life called the "movies."

XOXO Yana

Life is a Single Skip for Joy

I have been working hard lately... yes! I have been working and if anyone thinks otherwise well, your opinion does not matter here. It was a surprise to me that I did not have to work yesterday and today. Thank God! I deserve it. What did I do? I caught up with some television shows I love and rented movies that I have been dying to watch and just got lazy. What?!?! I deserve it.

Moving on... I rented a movie called "Dedication." I saw its previews online and just by looking at it, it has my name attached to it. I love dry movies. They are simple yet full of content; straight-forward yet you get a feeling of mystery for all it's incomplexities.

First of, I love Mandy Moore. I have been a big fan since her A Walk to Remember days and although her movies lately has not given her much justice, I still remain her groupie. She did try more teen movies after and just left her on a plateau. (Chasing Liberty is an exception and that left me in a love trance) Later on, she went into this phase of weird, bizarre roles in movies that I was about to give up my interest. Then came her dumb romantic comedies which I thought were cute but lacks substance for her talent. Finally, Dedication, I felt, gave her that area which she could actually excel into. Let me just get this out of the way... I love this movie!!!

As for Billy Crudup, who plays opposite Mandy Moore, he did give a stellar performance in my opinion. I liked his movies such as Almost Famous (Cool movie, btw), Big Fish, Stage Beauty (love, love love!), and Trust the Man. I do feel that he is a good actor that deserves more credit than what is given to him from his movies and projects. He can dive into a character and embrace it without any reservations. He also ain't bad to look at.



Billy Crudup plays Henry Roth, a successful children's book writer who lives a dull life. The only person he does care about is his collaborator, Rudy, who recently died and left him to finish his next children's book. Henry needs to work with Lucy, Mandy Moore's character, who is an illustrator, to finish his next book.

Henry Roth is... let's just say, he is not good with the ladies. He pushes people away and just wants to be by himself in his dump of an apartment in solace. He is very rude towards Lucy and pushes her away at every opportunity he gets. He does this because he unknowingly is falling for her eccentricities and her balls to snap back at him. Henry has a problem with sleeping, riding in cars and asking help from friends and she helps him get over those fears. Lucy has a tough exterior but deep inside, she wants a man to woo her too. This happens through Henry's little gestures...

1. Gives her this tiny, unusual, unique rock. He throws the rock at a beach full of pebbles and later on finds it for her. (How sweet is that?!?!?)

2. Borrows a friend's beach house so that she can concentrate on her work.

3. Gives her a telescope that she has been wanting since childhood.

I cannot give the movie justice with my words... You just have to go see for yourself...

They have hilarious dialogues and sweet moments together that even with all that animosities, craziness and sarcasm thrown all together, you can't help but root for the two to end up. Let me just praise the writer, David Bromberg, for this movie. The dialogues are funny and sarcastic and just beautifully written. I was laughing the whole time. Brilliant!!!

Here are some quotes for you...

"The reason why people get together now because they think they're looking for similarly broken people."

"Life is nothing but the echo of joy disappearing into the great chasm of misery."

"Life is nothing but the occasional burst of laughter rising above the interminable wail of grief."

"Don't accuse me of not liking you."

"You're the goddamn thing!"

aww....sighs...another hit for Ms. Moore

P.S. THIS IS FOR ALL THOSE PEOPLE WHO GAVE UP, IS GIVING UP, AND IS GOING TO GIVE UP ON LOVE. YOU ARE NOT AS HOPELESS AS YOU THINK. THERE ARE FAR MORE HOPELESS PEOPLE THAN YOU ARE. GET OVER IT. MWAHUGS!!!

XOXO Yana

My Mom, My Rock

As I walked out the door of my house to go to work I was greeted by an achingly gorgeous sunset.

I felt like I was looking at the gods' painting spread across the sky for mere mortals look at in awe. I rarely see the sky like that. Actually, I don't really notice it or even have the time to gaze up at it. It was a relief to see something beautiful and effortless still comes to life. The way life should ideally be. So imagine a burst of oranges spilled across the sky with egg yolks thrown over it. Okay, it sounds gross the way I am describing it but if you actually see it for yourself you would have cried thinking that what you are seeing is impossible. I guess it's the way we should all live our lives. Don't doubt anything, keep the faith because once something that you have been praying or hoping for happens, it's a tearjerker.

"Just when you thought things are in the worse possible situation, God surpasses your expectations and shows you a beautiful rainbow."

It's been a tough day for my mom. The doctor just told her that she needs a surgery to take out her uterus because there's a risk of cancer from her current medicine and that she has a lump, might be benign, in her cervix. Recently, she has had breast cancer and has been treated for chemotherapy. So far, thank God, she has been recovering quite well and has great hair to boot!

After finding out about the much needed surgeries, she broke down. It was difficult to watch any mother break down in tears in front of you. To me, they are always the backbone or the pillars when they're off springs are down. I realized then that there will come a time in a daughter's life that she must act as the strong, "motherly" pillar. And I am sure that this is my time.

Some minutes passed and I thought that it was good of her to cry. She needed to pour out all that emotions; just let it out. She needed the release and I am glad to give it to her. I wanted to tell her, "don't worry mom, I'll be strong for you this time."

I know in my heart that everything will be alright. God does not give His child a challenge that he or she cannot conquer. My mom has a strong willed support system holding her hand all the way. My courageous dad, my good-hearted aunt, my strong-willed big sister, my sweet dear brother, my crazy-ass international friends and me...

She will get through this like a pro.
She is a fighter and already a survivor.
My mom is strong like a rock and has all the faith in God like a saint.
She is my rock and my inspiration.
She is my hero.
And I love her with all my heart.

She is now feeling much better and coping with everything better than I expected.

XOXO Yana

Hats: Cloche

Recently I have been into hats. More so on hats from the 20s. I have just seen these gorgeous bell-shaped hats and I just have to get one! They look so classic and elegant and something that not a lot of cali girls would wear so it's perfect. I think that it is just subtle and not overbearing. Especially since I have seen lots of over-the-top feathery hats and big ornaments on the head. Don't get me wrong, I love the drama and I do own quite a few feathery headbands but I think this is a simple but still making a statement look. And it's fresh. This is something like Daisy Buchanan would wear while in her partying days.

XOXO Yana

My James McAvoy Obssession

The Title says it all. Who could resist this charmer with his intense blue eyes and magnetic glance? I swear, every time he speaks I feel like his lips are swooning me; his voice like hot chocolate for my ears. I am in a deep trance. I haven't even discussed his acting talent yet.

Let's face it. James McAvoy is not your typical leading man. He is not tall nor dark but he is most definitely handsome. You can't have everything, can you? But superficial things aside, he is a true gem. A gem with flaws and imperfections yet this is what makes him irresistible. He is the unconventional and modern-day, dashing prince charming.

Here are some of his films that I have seen:

Rory O'Shea Was Here

Here he plays a very disabled person who is paralyzed from neck down. He decides to move in with another disabled that no one else understands other than him. Together they for a bond and experience independence, love and heartache. This is the first movie I saw James in. His character is very bitter but I thought that he was charismatic at the same time. I just hated his blonde hair.

Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Here he plays Mr. Tumnus who is half human and half goat. He dangerously befriends Lucy and is soon caught up with the unite witch's wrath. Again, I thought that he is very charismatic even though he almost betrayed Lucy. He really plays awkward character well that even though his part was of a cowardly goat he acted very endearing and lovable.

Penelope

Here he plays Johnny Martin a very addicted gambler who was hired to pretend to woo Penelope only to get a close-up picture of the pig-faced girl. He plays a very un-dashing prince charming but you can't help but fall inlove with him. He is tough and scruffy on hte outside but deep inside, he is a sweet and sincere guy. His hair looks hat too.

Starter for 10

Here he plays a very intellignet college freshmen who joins an intelectual club who joins a hameshow. Like his earlier awkward characters this one tops it all. He just experiences problem after problem thinking that he still is doing the right thing. What he is actually looking for is right under his nose. You can't help but cheer for him in this movie.

Becoming Jane

Here he plays the rumored-lover of Jane Austen who became her greatest inspiration. Tom Lefroy is a playboy who worked to open up Jane Austen's sensual and romantic side. With him she experience "what's out there," love and heartache which always goes hand in hand. James plays a different character. One that is not at all awkward but is very sure of himself. Here he combines his dashing good looks and acting prowess to result in one of my favorite characters in movies.

Atonement

Here he plays mentally-tortured man who is caught up in a love so perfect, it was forbidden. His search for love along with the woman he loves is treacherous with a force tearing them apart. They "deserve" a happy ending together. This is truly his best performance to date. The intense gaze he projects from his eyes and the pasionate tone of his voice is truly magnetizing, it's hard to take your eyes off him. So hands down best performance to last the next 50 years.

Wanted

Here he plays a son of a murdered assassin and is hired and brutally trained to become part of an elite team of assassins. Here he tries to uncover a conspiracy with the help of a sexy assassin. Honestly, I was dissapointed with this movie after all that hype about the movie. I thought that he deserved a better movie.

So, movies I still need to watch with James McAvoy?
1. Bollywood Queen
2. Bright Young Things
3. Last King of Scotland

There you go. I am seriously on high right now... You have no idea. Will you maryr me, James? I must be crazy. Well, it's free to dream, right?

XOXO Yana

Anger Overload: It's ALways my Fault

Am I such a terrible person? Yes, I can be very mean and think negative thoughts about people and criticize everything about them every chance I get but do not truly deserve a day of normalcy and peace? I needed it so much... a day of peace especially yesterday but when I think I almost have it, it slips out of my reach and I lose it.

You see, graduation is on the next day. I did not even want to go to it. 3 weeks ago I almost brushed it off but with the insistence of a friend of mine, Sara, I changed my mind. I mean, what the heck? I am gonna be alive for a long time and a chance to graduate and be recognized for that type of achievement only happens once in a big fat blue moon. So why not?

In the beginning I am only doing this because I wanted to see my old friends. The people around me were even more excited that I was. I just did not see what's so exciting about it. Then the hype happened. I started looking for a dress, contracting my 5 special guests, asking my sister to get rid of the undesirable, bought a curling iron, gave all details to my mom, etc. Eventually the inevitable happened. I realized that I did want to do this. I will probably never admit it to anyone out loud but I do want to go through with this.

So I guess Fate got something outta the fridge and glanced at the pot-it stuck in front of it. (NOTE: Blog "Outta my, outta my... you're talking way too much explains this.)

It felt like a time-bomb that's been ticking a long time suddenly exploded. Everything was just going wrong and all was chaotic. Nothing seemed right and everybody was just pissing me off but I can't be mad. Finally I just wanted to explode!

My mom was reprimanding my brother and it hurt me. More so today because he was there for me when I just wanted someone to listen and I feel that he was battling a giant and I can't really do anything about it. He was helpless against my mom's formidable force. It seemed like my brother acted the way every kid would. He just needed a break. On the other hand, he was rude to my mom. He hurt my mom's feelings pretty bad. Now I'm not saying he did or did not deserve what happened. The truth is, I don't think neither one of them should have acted the way they did. What hurt me the most is when my brother said, "She (Jace) out there laughing and is not minding me at all." I hated not being there for him especially after he's been there for me. Now I don't mind being the big sister but when I'm not around, Jace should do the job. She is after all the eldest. I help her, why can't she help me? Her excuse is always her husband. Well, I don't fucking care about her husband. He is a big boy and can take care of himself. Why don't you stop playing fucking scrabble! You are the eldest sister so act like one! What bothers me the most is that my brother respects her. He does not treat me like he does her. Do you see the problem here?

I am craving for sleep, my back is killing me and I do not feel pretty. Don't I deserve a little help here? I feel so bitter and miserable that I find it hard to sympathize to others when they complain to me especially my sister. I blew up on her a while ago. She asks me what's wrong but does not do anything about it. So no! I am not sorry for the things I said to her. I am not sorry for raising my voice at her. She even had the nerve to tell me that I am being dramatic! What the fuck! You don't even know. I hope tomorrow when i get back all of this bullshit's over. Sleep should do everybody good but not me.

Now I kinda get why people commit suicide.

I m dreading going home this morning. I feel like I have to apologize for something I said. Something that was needed to be addressed so I still stand by my word. I am not sorry. I've kept y mouth shut so many times and let others not listen to me only to find out that they should've. But it's funny how things always turn around and before I know it, it's my fault.

XOXO Yana

P.S.

I usually write some of my posts in a notebook before putting it here. First reason is that I don't always carry a laptop with me. Second is that I have so many thought in my head everyday that I will lose it if I don't put it down at that moment. So I may write something here that has passed already and may not feel that way...

Outta my, Outta my...You're Talking Way Too Much

Sometimes... No I'm lying... Most of the time... Here I go again, lying... Fine, all of the time, I think that my family cannot function in order without me. Lately i have been very stressed but I don't want to tell them because they might worry and tell me this whole godamn lecture on how to work better or they will tell me to get another job or just lecture. As if they know what I am going through. Everyday I wake up and whenever I do have something special going on, something just has to mess it up. I think that fate has a post-it somewhere on it's fridge saying, "Oh, Diana is happy, time to mess things up." I just cannot take it anymore. I mean, one small problem is fine but when it happens to sprout up every minute then that is where I get really frustrated. I do feel like just killing myself. Not in the sense that I want to jump of the building or hang myself or overdose on something but I just want to feel it. Can someone die of trying to keep everything inside? I heard that if you are keeping everything inside, your cells get confused and they produce toxins that might end up cancerous.

Honestly, I have never been suicidal. Yes, I do think of death, my death, like any other normal person in this modern time but it never dawned on me that I want to actually do it. I think that life is very beautiful. Underneath it, it has pleasant surprises and dark mysteries that a human soul can discover and conquer and one should not try to run away from it. I think people who commit suicide are cowards. Rest in Peace. I am starting to sound like an awful person here but they are not the only ones who has a big problem. NewsFlash: EVERYBODY HAS PROBLEMS. The only difference with the people who commit suicide and the people who decide to stay alive is how they deal with their problems. Fate gives you bullshit and you have to give it a no-bullshit-today attitude back. I strongly believe what my mom told me about life and fate.

"Fate (or God to most Christians) does not give a person something he cannot deal with."

You can always deal with a problem you have. You just have to have fate and not give up. It does sound like a cliche (I know Oat) but I think that's why they are called cliches. People often forget about them and their meaning that it has to be repeated so many times until you get it. But in most cases, they don't learn their lesson. Too bad. For the record, I am not saying that I easily deal with my own problems but the fact is that, I don't give up. I may stress easily but I stress on my own. I think that's better. I haev trouble telling people what is really going on with me becaue the few times I do tell them, it ends up... Well, let's just say they don't get me. No matter how hard I explain, they just don't get me. I have to be on my own. So i have kinda gotten used to that by now. I don't really say what is really going on with me.

I think I just got played by my thoughts. I came here to rant and discuss my frustrations about my neurotic and unconventional family, that I love to death no matter what, but i just ended writing this. Call it whatever you want. Let my just say this:

"I am very tired and I need a day's worth of sleep. So yes, I am cranky and when people ask me stupid questions which they already know the answer to, that bothers me... A WHOLE DAMN LOT! Sometimes one only needs common sense to deal with it. Today, I seriously felt like I am surrounded by... I won't say it... Anyway, I just did not have enough man power to deal with it. I just came back from work for crying out loud! I only got 4 hours of sleep and in about 4 hours I have to go back to work again. So can we not?

I am craving for someone out there to get me. Someone who just listens and agrees with me. I know it sounds like I am asking too much but sometimes, I just need someone on my side because i feel like I am the only one standing on that other side of the wall. I need someone to encourage me, to tell me, "Yana, you have the right to be angry and cry out loud." Which is what I did infront of my brother while driving. He just listened to me, that poor kid. He got what I'm saying too. He is truly getting matured and I am glad we had that bonding moment. I need to find an empty space away from all this bullshit and scream to my lung's content.

I need to find my own peace of mind.

XOXO Yana

Reading Material

After finishing a book I am in dire need of new reading material.

1.) Witch of Portobello by Paolo Coelho

It is a novel about a woman who is filling out her so-called pauses or spaces. She does this by learning new rituals and methods while traveling. The way this is written is like a compilation of interviews from people she meets. This way, they are the ones telling the story of Sherine.

2.) Highland Velvet by Jude Deveraux

A romantic graphic novel that depicts the life of the 4 Montgomery brothers. Each brother has their own novel and this one is of Stephen Montgomery, the second son. He is a rough man with no idea how to please women except in bed. He is to marry Bronwyn, a scotswoman who is not easily persuaded by a man and is in fact, manly herself. These two collide in a battle not on swords but with their hearts.

3.) Us Weekly

On the Cover: Hilary Duff, Lauren Cndrad and Taylor Swift
Of course there is always something magnetic about a tabloid magazine. All that juicy gossip and awesomely bad celebrity pictures, hookups and catfights. Who doesn't want to read this.

4.) NYLON Magazine

On the Cover: The adorable Zoey Deschanel
Nylon is one of the few magazines that, in my opinion, truly capture urban life, real good music, movies with substance and serious fashion. It has the essence of the anti-social, the unconventional, the eccentric, the outside-of-the-norm... The Underground World that is outside of the super fake Hollywood. It is just so.... Cool!

5.) Vanity Fair

On the Cover: The "enchanting" Amy Adams
Why Vanity Fair? Because there was no Vogue. Just Kidding! It was either this or Elle. Another joke! Well, why not? It does offer couture and runway fashion. I am a big advocate of fashion and glamour so this is perfect for me.

XOXO Yana

In Deep Need of an Eye Cream

If you work from 7pm to 7am, you pretty much have a fucked up time clock. You live like a campire... still awake in the dead of night...with very unattractive eye bags to boot. You see, my job is simple, STAY THE FUCK AWAKE! It feels like I am living another life; one that seems like an alter-ego, like I am secretly an exotic dancer every night. Yeah effing right! I can't even shake the junk in my trunk.

Daylight is my enemy and the moon's light is where the money's at. I took this kind of job because it pretty much works out to my family's advantage and my social event's calendar but not at all for some seriously needed beauty sleep. For 12 hours, I have it all to myself. I pretty much use it to read books I have been wanting to read, catch up on my latest gossip, organize my phone planner, listen to 4000 songs on my ipod and have peaceful thoughts all to myself.

I drive back home at 7am and gaze at my driving companion, the sun. By the time I get home, I can easily drive my brother to his school unless my mom's going to church. Then I can sleep through daylight and wake up if my mom needs me. I try to get at least 6 hous of sleep then I can have a couple of hours of sleep then another couple hours to get errands done, catch up with my mom, pick up my brother from school, eat a big 6pm dinner then go back to work. Perfection!

The days i haev to work is not hat bad either. I work from Sunday night to Thursday morning.

I just seriously need some anti-eyebags and I'm all set.

XOXO Yana

And Death said, "I am Haunted by Humans."

I have finished The Book Thief. Naturally, I try to run away from books that has contents depicting tragic life during wars and the holocaust. I am more of a renaissance/philosophical/romance kind of girl. So to me it is just too awful and I would just feel bad. In which case, I don't want to feel bad because nothing can ever justify what had happened to those innocent people. Also, it happened to those people so it does feel selfish to feel bad about them. But I decided to give it a try because it sparked this interest in me.

Before anything else, I would just like to mention that this is the most different, engrossing and eccentricly simple novel that I have read. It might as well be written for children but it has the essence and maturity for an adult.

Firt of all, the main thing that caught my attention was the narrator. It turns out that "Death" decided to tell the story of the "Book Thief." From his point of view, Death has shown interest in the human soul and is envious of the end of our lives whereas he has to be who he is until there is still humans left. We could all be dead and he could be alone. Now who will save him from his fate? Ironically, Death is envious of life or in a way reaching for life.

So Death was captivated by this little girl and he moment of thievery and remorse that Death wanted to share her story, one that she wrote in her own words.

Liesel Meminger - The Book Thief
Hans and Rosa Hubberman - Adoptive parents
Max - German Jew that the Hubbermans hid in their basement

and my favorite character

Rudy Steiner - Her loyal bestfriend who, in the entire book, has been asking her for a kiss, that she secretly loved.

XOXO Yana

Orange Scarf

Work was exhausting. I know some people work more than 12 hours a day and not complain but that's what I do most of the time. I complain. A lot. Ask my friends. I tell me complaints to them cause if I tell my mom, she'd just tell me to get over it. Well, I will eventually but I just need a moment to complain and let it all out. Yah know? Well, anyway, back to my job. It was a long day and it's like I wasn't doing anything at all but all of a sudden, bam! I'm working. But enough about that.

I did however read a whole lot of pages from "The Book Thief." I was engrossed by it. I could see why people here refer to it as a children's book. On the other hand, I agree why people in Russia refer to this book as a masterpiece. It was nothing that I have read before. I'll tell all about it when I actually finish it.

Fuck my arms and hips are so sore!

I put on this large orange scarf this morning. It was actually my mom's scarf. I was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and black sweatpants. I figured, a little color won't hurt. Plus, I kinda fit the theme of this month. HALLOWEEN?!?! So i draped one side of the scarf to my shoulder ala Miranda on Sex and the City: The Movie. Remember the scene where Steve and Miranda decided to meet at the Brooklyn Bridge? That's the one. Hers is not actually a scarf but a shirt with a big collar-top that has the effect of a scarf.

Before i got off work I fixed myself a little. Pouffed up my hair and had it in a bun on the side so it does not look too old-fashioned and instead look funky. I put on this pseudo-glasses. Since I kinda looked fierce I decided to buy a drink at starbucks. Don't know why but whenever I want attention, I think of Starbucks. So I arrived there with "Murder on the Dance Floor" (Sophie Ellis Bextor) blasting on my radio. Got a chai with soy latte (Ko's suggestion) and strutted my stuff. No big deal. It's funny how 5 minutes of my time took this long to tell.

Basically, I'm exhausted but I feel great. I just need some sleep which at this point is kinda impossible cause I decided to watch this taiwanese show online. It Started with a Kiss. It's really adorable in a very asian-ish way. It's not too serious nor unbelievable but I love Asianovelas. They don't take themselves too seriously. This is something, I hope, people shoudl not think of me. Yes, I have my facial expressions where I look like a snob but at those times, I have no idea what to say or I'm in deep thought or, the most common reason, is that I'm acting retarded looking into space. I am really nice. My humor is a little harsh but please forgive me or not cause let's face it, I'm not really apologizing, am I?

XOXO yana

I Fly High, No Lie... Ballin!

If you are one of the readers of Karma Police you probably know by now that... I got a Job or what others call it, a YAB!!! I have been waiting patiently for months now and finally I got one. I will not specify here what kind for privacy purposes. Trust me, it's not that exciting anyway.

It was a good day today because my ideal weather just started and I can feel that somehow, even if it is just for today, my karma is changing. Like i mentioned earlier, the weather is getting much better, very good for dressing up fashionably. Yeahye! The "Big Elephant" in our house has not dampened anything, so far. Ko and I upgraded from dollar meals and value menus to Pho (Vietnamese food). Pho Boy from Pho 94 was there and he kept eyeing me. Maybe he wasn't but I was having a very good day that I decided to accept the earlier conclusion. He kinda had a little tantrum and some vietnamese cussing going on but whatevs. So I got into my car and started working. It was fairly easy. Not as easy as i'd expected but it was reasonable. I had some time to read "The Book Thief" which is what I've been trying to find time to do since forever. On the way home, I got lost, missed my exit but good thing I exited on familiar territory that I figured out how to get back home. See KO?!?!? I'm not that dumb when it comes to directions. hehehe! So I went home to the smell of good home-cooked food. What more could I ask?

XOXO Yana

Bowl of Pancit

I'm bored and just wanted to mention that I am eating a bowl of good-tasting pancit. My mom cooked it herself. You know what they say, mom's cooking is always the best. I definitely agree with that. Hell effing yeah!

If you are wondering what a pancit looks like well I'll describe it. It has thin, asian looking noodles and it has small pieces of meat, carrots, cabbage and it is all mixed together. Add a little fish sauce and soy sauce and its perfection. It's like ratatouille pinoy style! So good! I can't help praising it and I can eat everything by myself. damn!

So anyway, the best thing about most filipino foods is that the more you put it on the fridge and heat it up day to day, the more it tastes good! Arrest me if I'm wrong but it does. I love it! I will never get tired of filipino foods.

XOXO yana

Love Letters

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A friend of mine got himself in this dilemma. He promised a girl to write her a love letter! Not the email kind or the text message but an honest-to-God-hard-copy-send-it-in-the-mail kind. After promising, he started to think about what to write and soon enough, he could not think of anything to write. He tried a lot of kinds but they all ended up either stupid or cheesy. So we just came to the conclusion that a love letter is suppose to be, to some extent, cheesy. Hence, the name "love letter." We also asked me 13 year-old brother's help for he has shown us some deep and promising poetry of his own. Here are some few ideas and excerpts we came up with:

I love you.

You complete me.

Please write me back.

You are like cigarettes.

I can't live without you.

A carton is never enough.

_from Smokaholic

You're the chip in my hardware

_from Computer Geek

When I saw you it felt like a bullet in my heart, cocking.

You blew my mind like a grenade in a battlefield.

_from Military Guy

I blew up those damn towers for you!

_from terrorist

You made me smile like weed from my backyard.

_from Pothead

I like you but I like boys better.

_from Gay man

I love you!

If you don't love me back, I'm going to kill myself.

_from Emo Kid

There you have it. The humorous attempt to romance. It's funny how we all just ended up making fun of it. The thing is that the idea of romance nowadays is so vague and unrecognizable that we just don't care. No one knows what the word means anymore. To most people romance is just cheesy or full of bullshit. Maybe that's the problem. We all became cynical that the idea of someone being romantic towards us is so unbelievable. What if a person really means it? Can we all stop figuring out if one means it and just surrender to the idea of romance again? Is it too late to bring back romance? I hope not. I am still looking for corny in my life and I am not about to give up that ideal for some douche bag who is my last resort.

Speaking of love letters...I have never gotten one. I wish I had though. I wish I will receive one before i die. If a guy writes me a love letter I would want him to have a little bit of humor but mix it with sensuality. I think humor and sexuality is the perfect combination. It turns me on and I won't throw up. You see, contradicting myself here a little bit, I hate cheesy stuff. I would die if I ever date a guy who is very cheesy. I'm a realist and yes, very cynical. I'm starting to sound picky here...I can't help it. How about something like:

"I love you."

That'll do... simple and straight to the point. Or...

"I would whisper romance against the contours of your body. I will follow the map on your body all night long only to search for your precious heart."

Am I myself becoming cheesy? I don't know. I think I've read more cheesy shit than this one. Why am I writing myself a love letter??? Now I feel like a guy... great! Can someone just effing write me a love letter???

XOXO yana

The Zodiac

Do you believe in horoscopes and things like that? Well I do. Not because they are true but they have been true for me. Ever since reading about my zodiac and daily horoscopes, I have come to the conclusion that they make sense when it comes to my life. They may not always happen but they pertain to my life. Perfectly! But anyway, here is my horoscope for today:

"Things are slowing down a lot in your life, and your 'To Do' list is starting to dwindle down to nothing. This is good news -- before the end of the day you are finally going to get that break you've been yearning for! This might be the perfect time to investigate that new hobby, research a new vacation spot, or look further into a new investment opportunity. This isn't the right day to move forward on anything, but it's a wonderful time to get your feet wet."

Curious...Very Curious...

XOXO yana