“It Will Rain” by Bruno Mars

It’s tough for me to admit this, but… I like this song. The first time I heard it was when I was listening to the Breaking Dawn, Part 1 movie soundtrack, and I suppose I got “hooked”. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: I’m not a big fan of Bruno Mars. However, for some reason, I find myself liking his music. I mean, first The Lazy Song, followed by Marry You, AND THEN It Will Rain?? What’s next, Grenade?

Oh, man… I hope not >_< This entire situation is just so uugh, I can’t even begin to wrap my head around it. My entire view on music is being flipped upside down. I need a breather. *le sigh*


Don’t You Just Hate It When…

…you suddenly find yourself singing and dancing to annoying boy band music??

Now don’t get me wrong — I like pop music as much as the next girl. What I can’t stand are those songs that are in it just for the catchy tunes and the dance-able beat. Music is art, I get it, but I believe that songs are a way for the artists to express themselves and if songs lack that oomph that differs it from everyday conversations, then it’s not much of a song, is it? That’s why I love Taylor Swift’s music, because her songs have meaning.

If that paragraph above didn’t make sense, I’m sorry… but that’s the best way I can describe my views on music. Moving on.

I first listened to “What Makes You Beautiful” on the radio, quite blissfully unaware that it was by the popular boy-band here in England, One Direction. I have nothing against boy bands (erg, not much, anyway), but there’s something about the way the boys from One Direction look that makes me not want to take them seriously. It’s like Bieber to those who aren’t a fan, if you get what I mean.

One Direction to me is like Justin Bieber to other people (barring his fanatic Beliebers, lol)

Anyway, you can’t imagine my surprise when my friend Lizzie told me the people who sang “What Makes You Beautiful” are the one and only One DIrection. Admittedly, I had searched them up a couple of days ago (just to know about the hype, y’know) and I stumbled upon their other single “Gotta Be You”…

…Suffice to say, I didn’t bother listening after hearing the chorus. But for some reason now, the song has followed me (-_-) and I can’t get it out of my head! I mean, it’s gotta be yooooouuuuuuu!! How totally annoying yet completely catchy is that?


I’ll go insane soon enough, I suppose.

Doctor Who’s 2011 Christmas Special: The Doctor, The Widow and the Wardrobe

The title says it all. Watch the trailer below.

Seeing this trailer has completely thrown me into the festive mood. Despite it being late November already, I have to be honest and say I am not feeling the Christmas season… that is, until now. Matt Smith as the Doctor!! EEEEP!!!

Screw receiving presents. I want my quirky Doctor back *wicked grin*

Tuck Everlasting (2002)

The moral of this story is to live — I know that despite all this hype about vampires and immortality in today’s modern media, there is no such thing as living forever. So it’s not as if you actually have a choice to not live. At least, not in the literal sense. You can go about your life going to school and work and seeing your family, but some of the time, people forget to live. Really live, and not just be there.

Watching the movie adaptation of Tuck Everlasting,one of my all-time favourite books, was a wonderful experience. The story made me cry, though I suppose the way it was compiled or created or something didn’t allow me to fully immerse myself into the story. I admit I shed a few tears, but not enough to be considered full-out bawling, which I really wanted to do because Jesse and Winnie should be together!!


Their love had the potential to go the distance... if only Jesse's mortality (or lack thereof) wasn't in the way.

What they had was the glory of first love; it was sweet, innocent, and the heartbreak was so palpable I’m still feeling the gnawing ache in my chest. However, the story’s moral made it so they can’t be together because honestly, living for eternity is a daunting thing comprehend. Don’t tell Bella I said this, but leaving your friend and family behind to be with your boyfriend is kind of selfish. You can forgo having a sweetheart (and it will be painful, I’m sure), but you can’t do the same with your family. Family is family. They’re blood, y’know?

Anyway, I find it… refreshing that Winnie didn’t drink from the ‘Fountain of Youth’, and that she lived a long and happy life. She married a certain Mr Jackson*, was a “dear wife” and a “dear mother”… what more could she ask for?

If Jesse wasn’t immortal, then I could totally see him and Winnie together. They could grow old and have children, and those children will have children and so on. But he was immortal, and so Winnie had to be mature and level-headed about drinking from that spring. In the long run, she might grow to resent him. Miles for sure resents the life he lives, and Winnie saw that.

But oh, it’s just so sad!! Jesse would be forever alone, because he promised to love Winnie until “the day [he] died.” It was cheesy at first, but then I realised that he was referring to his immortality and I was oh, he’ll love her forever. Awwwww!

Poignant, eh? This is a wonderful story. You must read the book before watching the movie, though, in order to get the full effect.

*Random Thought: Doesn’t anyone else find it strange that Winnie marries a Mr Jackson, and the actor who plays Jesse Tuck happens to be Jonathan Jackson? Coincidence? Most likely, but I think not!! *grin*

5 Books I Wish I Brought With Me

Moving across the globe can be a tricky thing, and while I am not regretting the decision to move from sunny, humid Philippines to the cold, overcast England, there’s still a part of me wishing I could merge my life there to my life here. I’m not selfish enough to imagine I could pick my friends and family from their lives and dump them in Jolly Old England (Uncle Joe, haha), so instead I am going to write about the books I wish I had brought with me.

Book #1 is Portrait of an Unknown Woman by Vanora Bennett

I’m supposed to be researching for one of my English essays (the role of women in Elizabethan society), but the very first website I went to mentioned Thomas More and I was suddenly reminded of the wonderful books I read a year or so ago. Yes, that book’s title was Portrait of an Unknown Woman. That book instilled some culture in me, let me tell you. Every time Bennett mentioned a painting, I rushed to the nearest computer and searched it up. Ahh, good times… good times.

Book #2 is the Inheritance Trilogy by Christopher Paolini

Yes, I am aware that the series isn’t called the ‘Inheritance Trilogy’ any more, but seeing as I don’t have a copy of the fourth instalment Inheritance,  I am refraining from referring to the ‘Inheritance Cycle’. Make sense? Not really? Too bad. I can’t wait to get my hands on Inheritance, by the way. And that only makes me crave for its predecessors even more. *insert sad face here*

Book #3 is Vampire Darcy’s Desire by Regina Jeffers

Reading Pride and Prejudice for my English Literature class is making me nostalgic for two of my guilty pleasures: vampires and fan fiction. The former is obvious enough to need no explanation, but the latter… well, I suppose Jeffers’ work is far from the typo-filled works of tweens on the internet, but it’s still based from a well-known author. Ergo, it is fan fiction.

Book #4 is Charlotte Brontë’s Jane Eyre

It’s one of my favourite classic novels. ‘Nuff said. I watched the new remake  with Mia Wasikowski and fell absolutely in love.

Lastly, Book #5 is Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt.

This is kinda cheating since I don’t technically have my own copy of this book. I borrowed it from a friend, and let’s just say I wish I owned it so I can read my favourite parts again and again and again. And again. It’s simply one of those stories that you can never get tired of. Much like The Little White Horse by Elizabeth Goudge.

So those are the 5 Books I Wish I Brought With Me, because no matter how many times I could praise my Kindle, it is still no comparison to having an actual book in your hands: the flipping of pages, the dusty smell of an old book, or the scent of a new one… *sigh* Gotta love books, eh?

Efforts in Balancing

This is me making up for my admiration of the Twilight Saga. Sorry, Potterverse! *sheepish smile*

The pictures are clearly not mine, having found them in this wonderful Tumblr account. If you’re a Pothead, you better subscribe to it. And if you’re a bigger Pothead, subscribe to my account as well. It’s not officially Harry Potter related, but I reblog a lot of Potter things ;)

Breaking Dawn, Part 1 (2011)

It’s no secret that I have a love-hate relationship with the Twilight Saga. When I was younger, I was an avid fan. Years later I admit I’m still a fan, but a small part of me is ashamed because… well, it’s Twilight. Book-wise, I admire Meyer’s poetic prose but abhor the way she made her characters a different version of Mary Sue. Movie-wise, I suppose I loved each and every one when they came out, but I have to say I won’t go rushing to watch them immediately. They were full of bad acting, cringe-worthy dialogue and why on earth do they linger on the kissing scenes/shirtless men?! (Sorry, that’s the prude in me talking xD)

Anyway, I watched Breaking Dawn, Part 1 yesterday with my girls. I was tapping into the fan-girl in me and was completely hyped up and excited for some Jasper love *ahem* Bella/Edward love. If I’m to be honest with myself, I wasn’t putting much hope on the technicalities of the movie. I promised myself that I like Twilight simply for the fan-girl moments, not the ahh-mazing acting or the epic-tastic dialogue… but you know what? The second I laid eyes on that huge screen in the cinema, I was floored.

Well, not literally, but you know what I mean.

  1. First and foremost, I found Kristen Stewart‘s acting more believable. She was wide-eyes and smiling and she rarely stuttered or looked down — and I swear I only saw her mouth open a few times. (And please don’t be harsh to me, I’m a fan of KStew!)
  2. Secondly, the wedding scenes… In the words of Angela Weber all the way back in Twilight: Oh. My. God. I completely loved it! I was afraid that it would be super romantic and so cheesy (and it was in a way), but I just fell in love with — no, not Bella and Edward, but Renée and Charlie. The former was completely harebrained and the latter so dry-humoured, they were just… wow, to me.
  3. The cinematography was amazing. There were parallels with Twilight, such as the bird’s eye view of the forests and stuff, and parallels with New Moon with the gigantic statue of Christ the Redeemer. The various use of camera shots, the one that comes to mind is the boat shot when Bella and Edward were travelling to Isle Esme, definitely kept the movie interesting as well.
  4. Lastly, there was the dialogue. The entire film did not focus on the ‘woe is me, I’m in love with a vampire/in love with a human/in love with a human in love with a vampire’ crap. Because of this, I felt the characters to be more believable. Shocking, right? I mean, Rosalie was actually acting human (in the loosest sense of the word).

Of course, I can’t just shout praises for the movie. It’s wonderful and all, but it’s not perfect. (The horrible, non-Twilight fan part of me is saying “It’s still Twilight, after all… hahaha.)

  • For one thing, I can’t help but wonder that the scene after Bella and Edward’s first night together, when it is revealed to the audience the bruises Edward gave Bella, was slightly promoting abuse. Bella was all “it’s fine” and “they don’t hurt, not compared to the awesome, awesome sex we had last night”. Am I the only one who sees this?
  • And then there’s Edward wanting to abort baby Renesmee. I know it’s for the sake of the plot and everything, but WHOA. I am pro-life, so bad Eddie!
  • Then there’s also Bella’s transformation into a vampire. Could they promote perfection even more?! I mean, I’m happy with the way I am and could not ask for anything better but… even I took a hit for my self-esteem. Damn.
  • Finally, there’s the whole “I’ve imprinted on your vampire-human baby” — some say it’s pedophilia, and the argument there is that the werewolf doesn’t have to be the imprintee’s lover immediately: they could be a friend, a brother, or whatever she wants him to be. But my rebuttal to that is “isn’t that a tad incestuous if you first become her brother and then her lover?” But hey, that’s just my view on things. A plot is a plot, after all.

Overall, I found the movie riveting because if it were otherwise, I won’t still be on this Breaking Dawn high I seem to be on right now. If you’re not a Twilight fan before this movie then perhaps it’s too late for you to convert, but I strongly believe this particular movie has a chance to do so. I’m not putting my hopes up, but that’s just my opinione. Breaking Dawn, Part 1 totally surprised me… but in a good way.

By the way: is it just me or does Peter Facinelli look a bit like Tom Cruise?? o_O Oh, and was it just me or was Stephenie Meyer in the crowd of wedding guests?? Huh…

Katy Perry’s “The One That Got Away”

I’ve been in love with this song ever since I’ve first laid eyes on it (so to speak). I love the bittersweet regret of a lost love, and every time I listen to this song — which isn’t that often because it has the power to depress me slightly — I can’t help but think of possibilities for stories. What ifs. And you know, it’s impossible to resist a what if.

When I watched the corresponding video for this song, I felt satisfaction that one of my what ifs has come true. I knew the guy died and had not just upped Katy’s character and left. Otherwise, the regret won’t be as poignant. I know it’s very morbid of me to he happy that the guy ded… but for the sake of a story, I think it’s all right.

Anyway, the music video disappointed me slightly. Seeing senior citizen Katy Perry just didn’t work for me. I think it was the hair XD Comparing the video to ‘Thinking if You’ it simply didn’t mesh well with me. But oh, I love love love young Katy’s hairdo!! ^__^

Weekly Photo Challenge: Windows


I can’t use a better photo because my laptop’s broken down and I don’t know any computer wizards, unfortunately (I’m typing this post up in my phone and I’m half afraid I’d get carpal tunnel syndrome -_-). Anyway, this picture I’ve chosen is of the bus windows on the way back from the World Skills London. It was the only worthwhile picture in my phone gallery.

As you can see, the curtains are blindingly orange. I hate that colour so much it makes my hatred of the colour pink look tame. I suppose I could live with it, though… My school’s assigned planner is blinding orange as well.

Ho hum.

NaNoWriMo Statistics

This does not bode well for me. Apparently, at the rate I’m going with my story writing, I’d be finished by March 26, 2012… that’s four months after November!! There could never be a more appropriate moment to facepalm.

Shame on me.