Just finished watching Cloudy with a Chance of Meatball 2; I love it. Just imagine you're going through some tough times in life, and suddenly right in front of you, a movie conveys a message.
"Take some time off and look around. Appreciate the little things. People make mistakes. People are distracted by the foolishness and voices in their heads. You think you're not good enough until you prove something. But nope. You're good enough the way you are. And even if you do stupid things along they way, you get to turn things around. And friends; don't forget friends."
Do also talk about Cody Simpson's La Dee Dum to end the movie. Catchy. I love it. And it also brings up hopes in life. You know that little faith you always had along with you? That.
I've been running away from problems, and that's not new. It's just so much easier to not think of things as they go, and suddenly instead of you controlling stress, stress controls you.
I'm like a piece of floating stick that's only going in the direction of the current. Maybe I should start swimming and turn this all around; to do the things I wanna do; to do the things I need to do; to start remembering other people's presence, and, to do the things that really need to be done.
But first, I need some good time management and to stop being so lazy on my off days.
Internship? Can la. Just wait till you see a full-time job. Okay.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Imaginative: Kawynski level
Beneath the dog house of the Kawynski family lays a secret lair underground that no human knows of, and only Kaka knows that her dogs can talk; until baby Kris Kris learns to walk, accidentally discovers the entrance and finds herself in front of the leader of all dogs – a pug.
Life will never be normal for Kris as Kaka guides her into becoming the only human beings at saving the world against evil cats, side by side with the world's most trained dogs at … (wait, we never came up with the name for the secret dog place!)
Yup, even as a 5-year old, my sis had the most creative imagination. We played through the whole scene of everything after Mr and Mrs Kawynski introduced one dog to the family –Dalmatian Pongo. Little did they know along comes female Dalmatian Perdita, brown Labrador Max, white Labrador Lightning, black Labrador Buster and a pretty Whitey who looks more arctic wolf than dog. Thinking it was incidental? The adults would need to put on their thinking caps to find the resemblance.
The human characters aren't even half mentioned, with an oldest sister Kate in college (or Cake as the girls call her as she turns out to be a good baker), an arrogant-but-funny-and-charming Ken who has a soft spot for his 2 little sisters, and the bratty Kitty who hates the nickname Kiki the girls came up with. There’s also cousins See See and Saw Saw, Lily and (forgot what's Lily’s younger sister's name), and Jay Jay and Kay Kay.
As kids, we sure make lots of twisting plots here and there. Not too sure? Spoilers below.
Max and Lightning have special powers.
Buster was once untameable until he met Kaka.
All three of Lily’s cats are under-covers for the dogs.
Kiki stumbles across the lair and threatens to tell the world.
Then we have a new generation of puppies starting with Dalmatian Roger.
Oh, it's always a happy ending of course; I'm just amazed with the imagination of kids, acting out the storyline and coming out with so many characters and all. You can never underestimate them. And speaking of which, have to admit my sis has been the best actor and director.
Life will never be normal for Kris as Kaka guides her into becoming the only human beings at saving the world against evil cats, side by side with the world's most trained dogs at … (wait, we never came up with the name for the secret dog place!)
Yup, even as a 5-year old, my sis had the most creative imagination. We played through the whole scene of everything after Mr and Mrs Kawynski introduced one dog to the family –Dalmatian Pongo. Little did they know along comes female Dalmatian Perdita, brown Labrador Max, white Labrador Lightning, black Labrador Buster and a pretty Whitey who looks more arctic wolf than dog. Thinking it was incidental? The adults would need to put on their thinking caps to find the resemblance.
The human characters aren't even half mentioned, with an oldest sister Kate in college (or Cake as the girls call her as she turns out to be a good baker), an arrogant-but-funny-and-charming Ken who has a soft spot for his 2 little sisters, and the bratty Kitty who hates the nickname Kiki the girls came up with. There’s also cousins See See and Saw Saw, Lily and (forgot what's Lily’s younger sister's name), and Jay Jay and Kay Kay.
As kids, we sure make lots of twisting plots here and there. Not too sure? Spoilers below.
Max and Lightning have special powers.
Buster was once untameable until he met Kaka.
All three of Lily’s cats are under-covers for the dogs.
Kiki stumbles across the lair and threatens to tell the world.
Then we have a new generation of puppies starting with Dalmatian Roger.
Oh, it's always a happy ending of course; I'm just amazed with the imagination of kids, acting out the storyline and coming out with so many characters and all. You can never underestimate them. And speaking of which, have to admit my sis has been the best actor and director.
Friday, February 7, 2014
Just write
The more I read, the more I realize I'm doing this whole blogging thing wrong. Kudos to that shy personality for not making this page too widely-known.
First rule of writing – it has to be interesting.
Seriously, it seems so easy and yet, what does 'interesting' mean? How do you know you're attracting attention and not boring readers away? Well, for people like me, you don't.
But you continue writing just to entertain yourself, placing thoughts into words just as initially planned from the start.
...
I must be doing something wrong here.
Maybe I'll just start each post with "Dear Diary" from this day on. It sounds more relevant.
As I realize, I'm more into finding myself, as much as how I hope to gain a further insight of other people's life and what they think about that fire drill across the street.
Never too late to realize I'm more interested in people than the fact there's some rare diamond in some museum or gallery out there.
Maybe I should have gone into Psychology than Journalism you say? Nope. Things wouldn't have been this way if I had done that.
Weird paths we have in life? Yes.
The more I write, the more I realize I'm more of a plain narrator; no persuading, no beautiful fancy adjectives, no making you think how transparently blue/green is that ocean.
I don't know how to grab attention, just as much as I don't know how to slam the phone down at that conman from 03-20750000 who spelled my name twice, reminding me how to spell my full name.
In my defense, I was making her talk non-stop for 12 minutes so she'd lose her voice and reject her at one shot when she goes asking for personal details.
And I know how to spell my full name, thank you very much.
But all in all, I don't dream to write for a big audience, or any readers who wants to find some interesting posts online. I ju – wait.
Dear Diary,
I just write!
First rule of writing – it has to be interesting.
Seriously, it seems so easy and yet, what does 'interesting' mean? How do you know you're attracting attention and not boring readers away? Well, for people like me, you don't.
But you continue writing just to entertain yourself, placing thoughts into words just as initially planned from the start.
...
I must be doing something wrong here.
Maybe I'll just start each post with "Dear Diary" from this day on. It sounds more relevant.
As I realize, I'm more into finding myself, as much as how I hope to gain a further insight of other people's life and what they think about that fire drill across the street.
Never too late to realize I'm more interested in people than the fact there's some rare diamond in some museum or gallery out there.
Maybe I should have gone into Psychology than Journalism you say? Nope. Things wouldn't have been this way if I had done that.
Weird paths we have in life? Yes.
The more I write, the more I realize I'm more of a plain narrator; no persuading, no beautiful fancy adjectives, no making you think how transparently blue/green is that ocean.
I don't know how to grab attention, just as much as I don't know how to slam the phone down at that conman from 03-20750000 who spelled my name twice, reminding me how to spell my full name.
In my defense, I was making her talk non-stop for 12 minutes so she'd lose her voice and reject her at one shot when she goes asking for personal details.
And I know how to spell my full name, thank you very much.
But all in all, I don't dream to write for a big audience, or any readers who wants to find some interesting posts online. I ju – wait.
Dear Diary,
I just write!
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