6.22.2014

Movie Review: The Fault of The Fault in our Stars

My eyes were puffy swollen from crying, my heart felt like it was being crushed and I was nearly drowned in my own pool of tears. Oh, gosh I almost died. The fault of The Fault in our stars!

Did I just blame the movie? Well, I don't really mean to. I watched it on Father's day so I was extra emotional that day. I mean it's Father's day and it's a special day for my Dad, who died of lung cancer in 2001. Probably, one of the reasons why I love the book and the movie is because of my Dad. I lost him to cancer so I can relate to it. And the reason I think, why a lot of people love it is because it plays the common denominator of everybody that been through this phase of life. It' s not just another cancer love story after all, it's actually about losing someone we love and what's life after losing them.  If the movie makes us cry, then maybe we have dearly loved someone and lose them. And watching the movie brought us back to the days we were shattered. Gus and Hazel wanted to get more numbers that they can likely get so they can make more beautiful and infinite moments with each other and with the people they love. The same way I wish my Dad had more numbers than he got so we could do the same. We are all like Gus and Hazel in a way. We all have our own battles to fight. No matter how different we may be from one another we have one thing in common. We are afraid of losing what we have.

And what can be more horrifying and worst than  losing someone we love?  It's not easy to let go of someone we want to keep for life. It was like hell. If only there's something we could do to make them stay longer but sadly there's none. A sad thing in life. We can only try and hang on but no matter what we do in the end it's still His will.  It's something beyond our control.

The movie was right. 'We can go on to an extent trying to live life in control, but really eventually fate is going to step in and we'll see that the fault is not always in ourselves.' I think that's the reason why it's called THE FAULT IN OUR STARS. The movie wants to show us that fate is fate and we can't do anything about it.  If life hands us something that we can't control no matter how hard we try, it's not our fault. It's destiny.

Quite long for an introduction huh?

Oh well, going back to the main purpose of this post (which is for me to share my thoughts about the movie along with my favorite scenes and lines) let me first tell you what happened prior to that. The boyfriend is not a book worm nor a sucker for  love story movies. I had to convince him or else I will watch the movie alone. Glad he agreed to join me. We planned to watch it as soon as it hits theaters nationwide. Why not?  It has been the talk of the town since the book version was published and the film adaptation was announced a couple of years ago. I read the book but I'm not done yet. I stopped reading when I heard the news about the movie coming out soon cause I opted to see the rest of their love story on the big screen and plainly just to avoid expectations and disappointments. Can you just imagine how long I've waited? I 'd been waiting for the movie to come out like forever and I  can't hold my excitement any longer. I even followed their facebook page and joined the count down. Oh yes, I was that excited. And finally June came. I was like so giddy. Unfortunately we didn't have time (conflicting schedules sucks) so I kinda  prolonged my agony for a few days more.  It's a good thing though cause  I still got some time to emotionally prepare myself for a potential heartache. For I know too well, that the movie was set out to massacre my poor heart or even worse. So then, just to make the story short, we finally got to see the movie last Sunday. We watched it in the afternoon and almost missed~thank goodness we got there just in the nick of time. It's as if the stars conspired so I can finally watch it. Oh yeah!


The Fault in our Stars is a  romantic comedy-drama film based on the novel of the same name by John Green. The title is inspired from an act of  Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar, in which Cassius says to Brutus:

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,  But in ourselves, that we are underlings."

Not that the book nor the movie tried to oppose it but I guess both phrases works the other way around.

“But it is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong.-John Green

Both Green and Shakespeare are right to an extent. Like what I've said above, if life hands us something that we can't control then it's not our fault. It's in the stars. It's fate. It's destiny. On the other hand, if we are given something that can be changed for the better and we chose not to, then the fault is in ourselves. Get it?

Okay then, let's go back with the story. It is an epic love story of two terminally ill teenagers, Hazel Grace Lancaster (Shailene Woodley) and Augustus Waters (Ansel Elgort ). They met, eventually got closer,  fell in love and fought for their dear lives to somehow make their little infinity bigger. Sadly, that's all they've got. Depressing. But can I just say that their kind of love is forever. It may be short but it's infinite. Did I just drop hints about the ending? (sorry) At least I didn't tell yet who the grenade was.

I love movies with happy endings. My favorites are those that have tragic love story though. Like, Titanic, A Walk to Remember, If Only, PS. I Love You and One Day to name a few. I don't know but I am so drawn to love stories with sad ending, those kind that will crush my heart. Maybe because the best romances don’t end happily, and the greatest love stories are tragedies above all. I find sad love stories  more effective as they give me pain and the pleasure of that pain makes me want to watch them all over again.

I'm a sucker for tragic love stories so I thought after watching tons of tragic romantic tales,  I already steeled myself from the tidal wave of emotions The Fault in our Stars will give me but no, I was wrong. I was literally bawling my eyes out and laughing (like crazy) all through out the movie. I was too overwrought. It's just that, the movie was so funny, heartbreaking and tear-jerking~I couldn't help it. My tears keep falling down, as steady as the rain. I was sobbing and all those tear-soaked tissues, my tear-stained cheeks and my swollen eyes can attest to that. Hazel and Gus' love story was too heartrending, I can feel them. Call me hyper-empathetic but Gus was right,That's the thing about Pain, it demands to be felt. Oh, how I love that line.

Well then, let me give you further details (rather spoilers) and show you some of  the scenes and the lines (almost all) I love most in the movie. As much as I want to keep the details under wraps until everybody got to watch it, I just can't. Lols!  I just feel the need to share it  (it's my blog anyway). It's going to be a major spoiler so if you haven't seen the movie yet stop reading. But if you don't mind, keep scrolling and get ready to cry with me. Ooops, don't forget to get your tissue boxes ready!


Hazel lying in the grass staring up at the stars, narrating the story. While scenes of her and Gus' little infinities are flashing.

"I believe we have a choice in this world about how to tell sad stories. On the one hand, you can sugarcoat it. When nothing is too messed up that can’t be fixed by a Peter Gabriel song. I like that version as much as the next girl does, it’s just not the truth. This is the truth” -Hazel



The support group. Gus stares at Hazel and smiles, gosh, his smile is to die for~I so love it. He's so handsome. Patrick asks Augustus how he's feeling and he said:

"I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend."-Gus

“There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.” -Hazel



After the meeting, Hazel waits for her mom, and Gus comes out to chat with her. They see Isaac and Monica making out and groping each other, then repeating "Always" to one another. Gus explains to Hazel that this is their way of saying they'll always love each other. He asks Hazel her name and tells her she's beautiful. He then puts a cigarette in his mouth, which upsets Hazel because it has ruined her impression of him. Gus explains that he never smokes the cigarettes he puts between his teeth so as to not give the killing item any power.

“It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.” -Gus



They stay talking until 1:00 AM. Hazel decides it's time to hang up. "Okay," Gus responds. "Okay," Hazel says back. Gus decides that "Okay" can be their "Always".

'Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always'-Gus



Gus tells her that he spoke to the Genies and convinced them to grant him the wish of taking Hazel to Amsterdam. Isn't Gus the sweetest? Oh my.



She calls Gus and expresses her sadness. He comes over and they sit on the swings. He tells her that her keeping her distance from him does not lessen his affection toward her. She compares herself to a grenade and that she will blow up and destroy everything in her wake. But Gus said he wouldn't mind to be hurt by her. Still, not wanting to hurt Gus, Hazel decides they ought to remain friends.

"I'm a grenade. And one day I'm going to blow up, and obliterate everything in my wake. And I don't want to hurt you."-Hazel

“Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.”  -Gus



They go to a Dutch restaurant, Oranjee. Gus proudly declares his love to Hazel, which puts a big smile on her face.

"I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.” -Gus


They get up to the floor with a vocal recording of Anne Frank's diary. As the voice talks about capturing beauty, Hazel and Gus share their first kiss. That kind of kiss! Heartfelt.



They go back to Gus's room and make love for the first time. Hazel leaves him with a drawing of the large virgin circle, and the circle of 18-year-old boys with one leg outside that big circle. Breaking free in Amsterdam!

“I fell in love with him the way you fall asleep, slowly and then all at once,” -Hazel



They sit on a bench and Gus tells her that when she was in the ICU, he felt a pain in his hip and got a PET scan. Hazel already knows what he's going to tell her. Gus says the scan "lit up like a Christmas tree", and the cancer returned and spread through his body. Hazel puts her head on his shoulder and cries. Gus tries to lighten the mood by suggesting they make out.

“The world is not a wish-granting factory.” -Gus



Hazel and Gus hang out with Isaac, who is now completely blind and tells them that Monica hasn't spoken to him since the break-up. To cheer him up, Hazel and Gus buy eggs, and they go to Monica's home and pelt her car with eggs.



Gus calls Hazel in the middle of the night to ask her to come to the gas station to help him. She drives over there to find him sitting in his car, covered in his own mucus and vomit, with an infection in his abdomen from the G-tube. Hazel starts to call for an ambulance, despite Gus's pleas. The ambulance arrives and takes Gus away. This scene makes me cry even harder. Poor Gus!



Hazel takes him to Funky Bones for a picnic. He expresses his desires to have left an impact on the world before he dies and his need to live an extraordinary life. Hazel takes offense to it and tells him that he doesn't need to do all that because she and his parents love him and that it should be enough. He says he's sorry and they drink champagne. This scene, while crying I told the boyfriend how tragic their love story is and he agreed. I feel sorry for them. *sigh*

“You say you’re not special because the world doesn’t know about you, but that’s an insult to me. I know about you.”-Hazel


The Mom and daughter hug is the sweetest. A tender moment between Hazel and her mom. Nothing beats a mother love.

“NO!” “I’m not eating dinner, and I can’t stay healthy, because I’m not healthy. I am dying, Mom. I am going to die and leave you here alone and you won’t have a me to hover around and you won’t be a mother anymore, and I’m sorry, but I can’t do anything about it, okay?!”-Hazel

“Even when you die, I will still be your mom, Hazel. I won’t stop being your mom.”-Mrs. Lancaster



Hazel joins Gus and Isaac at the church for what is a "pre-funeral" for Gus, since he wants to attend his own funeral. Isaac starts off a eulogy with a touch of humor, but says that if he ever is given "robot eyes", he would deny them because he doesn't want to see a world without Gus. Hazel goes up and starts to talk about her love story with Gus before saying that there are infinite numbers between 1 and 0, and that there are countless infinities, and that she is thankful for their infinity. They both say "I love you" to each other one last time. Literally sobbing at this part. So that's how it feels like to attend you funeral huh. More tissue please!

"When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.”-Isaac

"Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won't be able to get more than a sentence into without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew, Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story because like real love stories~it will die with us at it should. I'd hope that he'd be eulogizing me, because there's no one I'd rather have. I can't talk about our love story so I will talk about Math. I am not a mathematician but I know this; There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2 or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But Gus, my love, I can not tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I am grateful." -Hazel



Gus dies eight days later. The Lancasters receive a phone call in the middle of the night to hear the news. Hazel's parents walk into her room, and without a word, she knows what it is and she begins to cry. She recalls a time when undergoing treatment and the nurse asked her to rate her pain on a scale from 1 to 10. Hazel said 9, and the nurse said she was a fighter for calling a 10 a 9. She says that she was saving her 10 for this sort of occasion. Well, Hazel is right.“It was unbearable, the whole thing, every second worst than the last,”. I'm bawling like I'm Hazel, like I feel the pain she's feeling. And yes, I feel her. I am very low on tissues. Come on!

"I called it a nine because I was saving my ten. And here it was, the great and terrible ten."-Hazel


That Daddy and daughter heartfelt talk made me miss my Dad even more. *Sob violently*

“I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is inprobably biased toward the consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed. And who am I, living in the middle of history, to tell the universe that it-or my observation of it-is temporary?”- Mr. Lancaster



Gus's voice reading her letter/eulogy, saying that he saw Hazel in the ICU while she slept, and how he thought about them together. He expresses his admiration for her beauty and personality, and adds that people can choose who hurts them. Gus liked his choice, and he hoped Hazel liked hers. He closes it with "Okay, Hazel Grace?"

The film ends with Hazel still looking up at the stars, replying, "Okay."

“Van Houten,

I’m a good person but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person but a good writer. We’d make a good team. I don’t want to ask you any favors, but if you have time – and from what I saw, you have plenty – I was wondering if you could write a eulogy for Hazel. I’ve got notes and everything, but if you could just make it into a coherent whole or whatever? Or even just tell me what I should say differently.

Here’s the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease.

I want to leave a mark.But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars. You build a hideous minimall or start a coup or try to become a rock star and you think, “They’ll remember me now,” but they don’t remember you, and all you leave behind are more scars. Your coup becomes a dictatorship. Your minimall becomes a lesion.(Okay, maybe I’m not such a shitty writer. But I can’t pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.)

We are like a bunch of dogs squirting on fire hydrants. We poison the groundwater with our toxic piss, marking everything mine in a ridiculous attempt to survive our deaths. I can’t stop pissing on fire hydrants. I know it’s silly and useless – epically useless in my current state – but I am an animal like any other.

Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth. Hazel knows the truth: We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we’re not likely to do either.
People will say it’s sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it’s not sad, Van Houten. It’s triumphant. It’s heroic. Isn’t that the real heroism? Like the doctors say: First, do no harm.

The real heroes anyway aren’t the people doing things; the real heroes are the people noticing things, paying attention. The guy who invented the smallpox vaccine didn’t actually invented anything. He just noticed that people with cowpox didn’t get smallpox.

After my PET scan lit up, I snuck into the ICU and saw her while she was unconscious. I just walked in behind a nurse with a badge and I got to sit next to her for like ten minutes before I got caught. I really thought she was going to die, too. It was brutal: the incessant mechanized haranguing of intensive care. She had this dark cancer water dripping out of her chest. Eyes closed. Intubated. But her hand was still her hand, still warm and the nails painted this almost black dark blue and I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.

A nurse guy came in and told me I had to leave, that visitors weren’t allowed, and I asked if she was doing okay, and the guy said, “She’s still taking on water.” A desert blessing, an ocean curse.
What else? 

She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers."Okay, Hazel Grace?"-Gus

Did I just recapitulate the movie? When I said I'll share my favorite scenes, didn't I say I'll share most everything? Oh gosh, I should really stop remembering the scenes that made me burst  into tears  now before I suffocate myself into my own puddle of tears once more. Cause quite frankly, I can barely even recap all the scenes without tearing up. Watching most of the scenes in the movie were like a punch to the heart by Manny Pacquiao and to go through them again definitely means torture. Oh well, enough with the scenes and the lines. Let's talk about the lessons learned.

Overall, the movie was  over-the-top flamboyant. It's the most poignant of all. It inspires me and taught me multiple moral lessons. It's an eye-opener that helps me appreciate the people I love even more.  It makes me realize that nothing in this world is certain, nothing is forever but love. And most of all it gives me a deeper sense of gratitude and appreciation for life and all the little things.

Yes, life can be so mean at times, it can gives us a cookie and takes it away but still we have to be thankful of  what it gave us and of what we have.  As what Peter Van Houten taught Gus and Hazel, some infinities are bigger than other infinities. Theirs wasn't big at all but they are happy and thankful with their little infinity. Life is transitory it doesn't last forever, but with the time that is given to us, we can find some sort of purpose. Know it and accept it. After all, life is all about acceptance.

Life is pain but it doesn't have to be always a bad thing because some lessons in life are best learned through pain. We are all vulnerable and we all know that pain is inevitable but we must know that suffering is optional. Whether or not we suffer is our choice.

Life doesn't always give us good things, but we can still feel good when we live it in a way we want. So let us choose the life we really want and live it to the fullest. For we only live once, but once is enough if we live it right.

There’s so much more I want to share but I think my post is now too long and can already make a massive tome. Lols. I'm sorry for the word vomit. It's just that the movie excites me that much. It left me with too many emotions (you can probably tell I haven't recovered yet from last week's bawling, weeping, sobbing and all) all at once that I couldn't even put into words. Random thoughts keeps popping up in my head but my fingers can't keep up with them anymore. Perhaps, I need Peter Van Houten's help to make my post quite writerly. You think?

Did my (super long) post broke your heart, stole all your tears and got you dehydrated? Well, you'll get more if you watch it.  I hope my post get you psyched to see it. Go watch it, don't you dare miss the greatest love story ever told. Don't be left out. And oh, again keep a box of tissue handy. I mean boxes. Okay? Okay.


6.15.2014

Happy Father's Day Daddy!



11 years have passed after that most doleful moment of my life yet I can still tell exactly what happened and what I was feeling that very night I lost him. Though there's nothing worse than losing someone you love, I can't just let myself stuck in that moment for the rest of my life. I have had to learn how to let go, to live and appreciate life.I know that's what he wants.

And although I'll never get to hear him laugh, see him draw, talk with him and celebrate birthdays with him again~I am still grateful. I am fortunate to spent 14 years of my life with him and I will be forever thankful to have grown up in a home with a father, to have had his guidance and love. I know that some do not get the chance to have a father in their lives. Some don't know who or where their fathers are. So I realized that even though God took him untimely from me, I'm still lucky and blessed cause I have had the best Daddy in the world and that I was able to share good memories with him. 

Growing up with him will always be one of my favorite memories. He's without a doubt my first love and I will never forget the time I spent with him. Though he's gone and things changed, memories remain and I will always hold ours close to my heart forever.

I am daddy's little girl~ always have been, always will be. I love him and I'll be forever proud to be his daughter. I know that he's still with me and all of our family in spirit and that he's watching over us.

Here's to celebrating your special day in heaven~Happy Father's Day Daddy! I love you and I miss you to the moon and back and back and back and back again. <3






6.14.2014

STOP HATE: RESPECT. GIVE IT. GET IT.



I got inspired after reading all my feeds and decided to make a post about hate. All those hate post and comments about NBA finals have flooded my facebook wall and seriously~ I can't stand the word vomit. I mean, come'on people there's so much more to life than hate. Get a life for Pete's sake!

Okay~okay, given that it's a human nature and at one time or another we do hate someone. It's a norm. In fact~I do. But for the record I only hate a single person and I do have all the  reasons and rights in the universe to hate him (though not outright). He's pretty much involved in my life (I just wish he's not) and he did/does things that are unacceptable and hard to understand. He's way too much for me too handle.I hate him big time. Oh well, look who's talking? Hahaha.

Anyhoo, as I was saying~ it's ok to hate, we all hate people we don't like but to immensely hate someone you don't even know, to continuously blab all the things you dislike and publicly decry your loathing ~for me, is silly. Really. I don't get it why do they have to put extra effort and waste so much negative emotion on someone who they barely know. Tell me, why do you hate Lebron? Why?

Is it safe to say that everyone has their own opinions of Lebron James? Those who love him are mesmerized by his physical dominance and athleticism. But more often than not he's hated.  He got like~tons of people rooting against him in every game. I'm like, seriously people? Where the fuck are those hatred coming from?

Obviously I don't have any idea, I wasn't really a fan, and to tell you frankly, I'm no basketball junkie (What do you expect from someone who grew up in a brother less household?). I don't even know the terms mean in Basketball (okay, I think I understand a little bit) and can hardly name the players and if which team do they belong. I only care about my-so-called- fave-team (which happens to be OKC THUNDERS). Call me a basketball dummy cause I don't know how the game really goes but I don't think just because you think you know how, doesn't mean you really do know. Unless, you gotta be in their shoe. Oh well, glad I did my research. Atleast. Thank you google!

So why do they dislike Lebron (and others in general), you ask? Okay, here are some reasons I googled why people love to hate;

1.Because he has something that they don’t.

Whether is it because you're theoretically capable of anything, your money, your big house, your tattoo, your ring, your nickname,your mvps or your life in general, clearly you possess something they don’t — and that upsets them. Because they realize that life can be unfair, and that some people can have things or do things in life that others can’t.To help themselves cope with this sense of frustration, they hate. This is how they deal with their feelings of inadequacy and inferiority after comparing themselves with others--by putting it on you.

2. Because they think you don’t deserve it.

They look at your fame, your popularity, your friends, your career, etc., and think that you are not worthy of these things, because they are only looking at things at surface level. They don’t care about the hard work you had put in behind the scenes — your sacrifices, your worries, your fears and the pains you’d gone through. Because they are superficial like that.

3. Because they have nothing better to do in life.

And we should take pity on them, really. Because for them, besides surfing the internet five hours a day, playing online games, stalking other people’s Facebook and posting hateful comments on blogs and YouTube videos, they really don’t have much else to spend their time and energy on. The lowest of them stoop to writing long hate comments. All these activities give them that momentary sense of purpose and achievement in life. Perhaps your haters don’t even really dislike you that much. They just like hating on other people. Hating has sort of become a lifestyle for them. We can only wish them the best.

4. Because they (haters) need attention.

So don’t talk back or argue with them. They would only get more excited. Don’t try to reason with them. Don’t. Even. They won’t bother listening. They just need your response to know that someone actually cares about what they think or what they have to say.

5. Because they are such bigots and self-righteous.

They extremely intolerant of another's creed, belief, or opinion.They intolerant of those who differ.No matter, they will always think of themselves as the better person compared to you.They would judge and criticize you using their own morals and values, and dismiss any good that you do. They don’t feel the need for humility when talking to you because they believe that they will always be (more) right. But we all know that such beings do make the biggest hypocrites around.

6. Because they are big green-eyed monsters.

They are jealous people. They curse and wish for your downfall because they want you to lose the things you have that they don’t. They see life as a zero-sum game. They think, perhaps if you lose a couple of friends/fans, they could gain some themselves. And if they can’t have the things you have, they rather you not have them at all as well. They are basically pretty fucked-up human beings.

7. Because they are unhappy with some things in their own life.

And they try to make someone else unhappy too — by being the nuisance that they are. They want to pull you down to their level of unhappiness. They want you to be disturbed and not have peace. If they can’t enjoy their life, they make sure you can’t enjoy yours too.

8. Because they think you're cocky.

And don't even realize that they are too. That everything they hate about you is in them.

9. Because they are, in general, just losers.

But losers who need much love.

10. Because they can’t get over the past.

They would use your past against you, they define you by the bad decisions and choices you made.They are either still salty over “The Decision” or stuck comparing everything you do to Michael Jordan. Move on haters move on!

Need I say more? Bet they (haters) still have a lot to add on my list. Oh, well. Let them hate you until they love you. Teehee!

On a more serious note,

After I summoned all the possible reasons why do people love to hate Lebron, my suspicion is this, most of us are just like him. Has he made mistakes? Hell yes, the same way we do. We all made bad decisions at one point or another. We're all just human after all. We tend to make mistakes, we're not perfect and we can't always be the person we want to be. We can simply be ourselves and do the things our way. We dream big. We all want a greener pasture and we always aims for the best. We do get cocky at times, we whine, we complain. We get to say something we don't really mean.We win, we lose.We get lucky~ unlucky, we flop, we fail but we will rise again.

Bottom line is, we don’t have to like his attitude, or who he plays for or with, but he deserves our respect.We all deserve it. Give it. Get it.

And can I just say that, this is post is not just about hating Lebron, it's about life in general. So let me just end my post with this quote I got from Mean Girls:

Calling somebody else fat won't make you any skinnier. Calling someone stupid doesn't make you any smarter. And ruining Regina George's life definitely didn't make me any happier. -Cady

It makes sense~isn't it?

Stop defining yourself by the things you stand against. You think it makes any difference? You think it makes you happier? You think it makes you special? You think it's cool to hate? It's not. It's boring. It's none sense. So why not talk about what you like, keep quiet about what you don't. This is one thing adults should know how to do.











6.09.2014

Must Read: The Fault in Our Stars by John Green


“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” 
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

Current read. I so love the book and I can't wait to see the movie. Some of my friends watched the movie already and they told me that~the movie stayed loyal to the book. Sounds great. Oh, Thursday come faster, I wanna see the movie~ really. I'd been waiting for this like forever and finally it's here. Yey! Who wouldn't love to see it anyways? 

And for those who haven't read the book yet, you guys should grab your own copy now. It's a must read. The movie maybe out now but reading the book won't hurt. Well, that's if you love to read, like me. Of course. 


The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (according to wiki)

The Fault in Our Stars is the fifth novel by author John Green, published in January 2012. The story is narrated by a sixteen-year-old cancer patient named Hazel, who is forced by her parents to attend a support group, where she subsequently meets and falls in love with the seventeen-year-old Augustus Waters, an ex-basketball player and amputee.

The title is inspired from Act 1, Scene 2 of Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar, in which the nobleman Cassius says to Brutus: "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings."

Plot
The story takes place in Indianapolis, Indiana, where sixteen-year-old Hazel Grace Lancaster reluctantly attends a cancer patients' support group at her mother's behest. Because of her cancer, she uses a portable oxygen tank to breathe adequately. In one of the meetings she catches the eye of a teenage boy, and through the course of the meeting she learns the boy's name is Augustus Waters. He's there to support their mutual friend, Isaac. Isaac had a tumor in one eye that he had removed, and now he has to have his other eye taken out as well. After the meeting ends, Augustus approaches Hazel and tells her she looks like Natalie Portman in V for Vendetta. He invites Hazel to his house to watch the movie, and while hanging out, the two discuss their experiences with cancer. Hazel reveals she has thyroid cancer that has spread to her lungs. Augustus had osteosarcoma, but he is now cancer-free after having his leg amputated. Before Augustus takes Hazel home, they agree to read each other's favorite novels. Augustus gives Hazel The Price of Dawn, and Hazel recommends An Imperial Affliction.

Hazel explains the magnificence of An Imperial Affliction: it is a novel about a girl named Anna who has cancer, and it's the only account she's read of living with cancer that matches her experience. She describes how the novel maddeningly ends mid-sentence, denying the reader closure about the fate of the novel's characters. She speculates about the novel's mysterious author, Peter Van Houten, who fled to Amsterdam after the novel was published and hasn't been heard from since.

A week after Hazel and Augustus discuss the literary meaning of An Imperial Affliction, Augustus miraculously reveals he tracked down Van Houten's assistant, Lidewij, and through her he's managed to start an email correspondence with the reclusive author. He shares Van Houten's letter with Hazel, and she devises a list of questions to send Van Houten, hoping to clear up the novel's ambiguous conclusion. Hazel is most concerned with the fate of Anna's mother. She figures that if Anna's mother survives her daughter's death, then her own parents will be all right after Hazel dies. Van Houten eventually replies, saying he could only answer Hazel's questions in person. He invites her to stop by if she is ever in Amsterdam.

Shortly after, Augustus invites Hazel on a picnic. It turns out he's planned an elaborate Dutch-themed picnic where he reveals that a charitable foundation that grants the wishes of kids with cancer has agreed to grant his: he's taking the two of them to Amsterdam to meet Van Houten. She is thrilled, but when he touches her face she feels hesitant for some reason. Over time she realizes that she likes him a lot, but she knows she'll hurt him when she dies. She compares herself to a grenade.

In the midst of her struggle over what to do about Augustus, Hazel suffers a serious episode in which her lungs fill with fluid and she goes to the ICU. When she is released after a period of days, she learns that Augustus never left the hospital's waiting room. He delivers Hazel another letter from Van Houten, this one more personal and more cryptic than the last. After reading the letter, Hazel is more determined than ever to go to Amsterdam. There is a problem though: her parents and her team of doctors don't think Hazel is strong enough to travel. The situation seems hopeless until one of the physicians most familiar with her case, Dr. Maria, convinces Hazel's parents that Hazel must travel because she needs to live her life.

The plans are made for Augustus, Hazel and Hazel's mother to go to Amsterdam, but when Hazel and Augustus meet Van Houten they find that, instead of a prolific genius, he is a mean-spirited drunk who claims he cannot answer any of Hazel's questions. The two leave Van Houten's in utter disappointment, and, accompanied by Lidewij, who feels horrified by Van Houten's behavior, they tour Anne Frank's house. At the end of the tour, Augustus and Hazel share a romantic kiss, to the applause of spectators. They then head back to the hotel, where they make love for the first time.

The following day, Augustus confesses that while Hazel was in the ICU he had a body scan which revealed his cancer has returned and spread everywhere. They return to Indianapolis, and Hazel realizes Augustus is now the grenade. As his condition worsens he is less prone to his typical charm and confidence. He becomes vulnerable and scared, but is still a beautiful boy in Hazel's mind. As this change occurs, she ceases calling him Augustus and starts referring to him as just Gus, as his parents do. Hazel recognizes that she loves him now as much as ever. Augustus' condition deteriorates quickly. In his final days Augustus, arranges a pre-funeral for himself, and Isaac and Hazel give eulogies. Hazel steals a line from Van Houten about larger and smaller infinities. She says how much she loves Augustus, and that she would not trade their short time together for anything in the world.

Augustus dies eight days later. Hazel is astonished to find Van Houten at the funeral. Van Houten explains that he and Gus maintained correspondence and that Augustus demanded Van Houten make up for ruining the trip to Amsterdam by coming to his funeral to see Hazel. Van Houten abstractly reveals the fate of Anna's mother, but Hazel is not interested.

A few days later, Isaac informs Hazel that Augustus was writing something for her. He had hinted about writing a sequel to An Imperial Affliction for her, and as Hazel scrambles to locate the pages she encounters Van Houten once more. He drunkenly reveals that Anna was the name of his daughter. She died of cancer when she was eight, and An Imperial Affliction was his literary attempt at reconciling himself with her death. Hazel tells Van Houten to sober up and write another book.

Eventually Hazel learns that Augustus sent the pages to Van Houten because he wanted Van Houten to use the pages to compose a well-written eulogy about Hazel. Lidewij forces Van Houten to read the pages and sends them straight off to Hazel. The novel concludes with Hazel reading Augustus' words. He says getting hurt in this world is inevitable, but we do get to choose who we allow to hurt us, and that he is happy with his choice. He hopes she likes her choice too. The final words of the novel come from Hazel, who says she does.

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are books like An Imperial Affliction, which you can't tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like betrayal” 
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars


6.07.2014

UbeKeso's Days of Future Past Date

Last weekend the boyfriend and I had our much deserve we time. We watched X-men: Days of Future Past. Yay! It's been a while since the last time we went out on a movie date. I think that was last year. That sucks. Really. Ok, we want to do a lot of things but we just have too little time and money lols. I mean, with all the bills and all, we really need to spend wisely. It's a pretty thing to do, I agree. But come'on guys~sometimes, I guess we all need a break right? We all need to loosen up a little. Oh well, time to reward ourselves after working and saving so real hard for the past few months. So here we go:


I really love the movie, I'd been waiting for this to come out since forever and finally I got to watch it. I wasn't really a fan of Marvel, not until I met the boyfriend. I am more of a RomCom junkie. But after seeing all the previous movies ~oh boy I fell in love with them. Though, this one is the best and my fave so far.  I love that they were able to give the movie a fairy-tale-kind of ending. Yes, that happily-ever-after-ending that no one needs to die.Oh, what a happy ending. Wasn't it the coolest ending ever? Hell yes! And of we went out the cinema with a big smile on our face. Yey!

We then went to try KyoCeon. Korea's best chicken according to my love~Lee Min Ho. I was excited and so hungry~I could eat a CHICKEN! 


Obligatory selfie with my forever love (sorry boyfriend) Kim Tan! Why are you so handsome?


That smile, oh that smile is yum!



Seriously? Ok, I love Lee Min Ho a lot and honestly if not because of him I would have backed out. I told you, we're on a tight budget and no way we'll shell out some bucks for a fried chicken. I love chicken, no doubt but I just think their price was too stiff for a 5 piece of chopped wings. I mean 2 wings cut in half plus another half to make it 5. Can you imagine that? Way too small to please a hungry tummy *sigh*.  I was advised by the crew but that was way too late, like after I placed my order and we're already on our table. Watduh~fine, I must admit~my bad, I should have asked her first. Lesson learned.

5piece chopped wings-149 php

40php
Oh yes, the chicken doesn't include rice and drinks. We had to pay another 50php for a steamed rice and 40php for a fried rice. 70php for drinks. And that makes almost 300bucks for a set of chicken meal. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't ranting just budgeting lols. The chicken was good (we tried the original) though I still prefer BonChon. I love Bonchon, not just because their prices are budget friendly (you'll have a complete set of meal for less than 150 bucks) for me ~they have the best fried chicken in town. The best I have ever had.



Maybe, this will be the first and the last time we will dine here. I rather eat at Yabu and have my fave Katsu for the same price. That sounds great!  So sorry Lee Min Ho, I can't love Kyochon chicken a lot but I still love you.

Anyhoo, the boyfriend and I enjoyed our date. We really had a great time and we can't wait for our next date. Mean-while, here's some #ootdselfie taken in between window shopping. Lols!





Hope you guys enjoy my post (even though I was ranting a bit over a chicken) the same way the boyfriend and I enjoyed our 'we time'. Till next time! Happy weekend :)

6.06.2014

Short hair don't care!

I know very well that for us, woman~hair is a crown of glory, it gives us confidence and represents femininity and beauty. I've never been a fan of my hair cut short but as much as I love my long hair, there comes a time that I just want to look a little bare. Free my face from the curtain that surrounds it and let the world see me in three dimensions. I have maintained a long hair for ages and just recently I decided to chop it off a little shorter for a change. I was quite hesitant at first but I guess, it's time for me to bring back my free spirit and to welcome change. Without change, there's no  possibility for new things.


CoCo Chanel once said, a woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life. True this. Because hair, for almost every woman represents what she thinks of herself. For a woman, a new hair style signifies a big change. New perspective. New goals. New you. It holds the secret to self-empowerment and freedom. So cheers for my shorter hair and to the big change coming my way this year!








6.01.2014

From Mai to May: From Manila to Masbate


I know it's long overdue~it's been a week ago. Sawrey, ok Sawrey. Anyhoo, this was May's 2in1 celebration. Birthday and Farewell Celeb, though I find the later not a so good reason to celebrate. May is one of my closest buddies at the office. She's my very first friend to be exact so it was quite sad on my part to bid her goodbye. *Insert sad face here*. But like what we both agreed~we need to grow. We need to follow our dreams and what we really want~ so leaving is our only way to do so. It's a chance for us to expand our life and extend our wings. I know that what she did was right and that she's taking the right path. So as much as we want to stay and share more moments together we both know that we are just using the office as a temporary working place, until we found something more fulfilling to do with our life. And I guess she already found hers. And I'll find mine soon too. I really wish her good luck and I believe she's half way on achieving her dreams, for herself and for her family. I'll miss her, we'll miss her for real but what's modern technology for? We can still make 'chika' and hangout virtually if we have time~can't we? We can for sure. Madam Vicky and Ara and the rest of the gang will find ways you know that. Gosh, I'm getting too mushy now. I really hate parting ways but oh well, what can I do you're already in Masbate and there's no use for me to make 'drama' now. Hahaha.

Ok fine, set aside the drama and just enjoy the photos we took and the memories we made. The food we ate and the Chikas we shared.









Omygee, I'm already missing us. Can't imagine Madam Vicky and I lasted the week without you. Hahaha. You're the very first one who send us IP message every day. You're the one who always ask if what time we will eat.  Errrr. SepAnx. Separation Anxiety attacks. *sigh*. Vicky will feel that two times soon. Lols. Thank you much for the friendship~ that's surely for keeps. I know that you are happy and in a greener pasture now. I wish you all the best Madam and yes, I'll see you when I see you. I luh yah. God Bless.



Baby Shower to Remember


Every BABY is a blessing and a gift from God. True. So Our office is having a BABY (ok two of our co teachers are) and not just one but two so this really calls for a C-E-L-E-B-R-A-T-I-O-N. And I'm invited. Yey! 



 We want to wish Teacher Joy and Teacher Richel a good luck so we all agreed to throw a BABY SHOWER at the office last Friday.


Congratulations It's a GIRL! Oh the decors' so KIKAY (girly).


Weren't we prepared~were we?


Obligatory selfie~spot me. Lols


The gifts! The cutest diaper cake ever! 






Funny games!



Time for some sentimental messages and snacks.


The chocolate fountain was a sure box office.


The fruits and mallows. Yum!

  
Buko Pandan.


Cup cakes Cake. 

  
Lumpia my fave!


Candies. Sweet!


Oh Chips!


and Hotdogs. The food are so delish! Happy tummy :)




Twas really a blast. Congratulations Teacher Joy and Teacher Richel. We wish you and your babies Good health and safe delivery. Wonder who's next? Lols. Till next time Babies!