Tag Archives: Diane

On The Road towards Kristen

15 Sep

Make no mistake, I have never understood all the fuss about Kristen Stewart. I always found her beauty quite plain. Not unattractive, but rather subdued. And when it comes to her acting.. Err, let’s just say that she has mastered her signature performance. 🙂

But yesterday, I came across this picture of her while trolling the blogosphere:

Boy did she sizzle on the red carpet of the New York Premiere of her On The Road movie! Now I’m starting to see what other people see in her. She is ho-o-ot! The make up, the outfit and the pose just works perfectly on her!

Just curious, is she wearing Rob’s trousers and white button down? Still trying to win him back, eh? May the odds be ever in your favor, hun.

Side note: So I guess it’s true then, what they say; that girls get prettier after breakups. Agree?

 

 

xoxo,

D.

The Ides of March Experience

10 Sep

I do not like smartass movies. Never. I am a girl’s girl that enjoys sappy chick-flicks and rom-coms. I cringed my way though The Reader, Revolutionary Road, Inception, Drive, and I could go on about this all day but you get the point. Anything other than these genres, expect me to be bored. So this goes without saying that I do not watch political thrillers which, The Ides of March obviously is.

I am the epitome of a woman. I like movies that invoke emotions. I like gut-wrenching scenes that make me cry. I like to cry with the heroines and take on their pain, as if they are mine, for an hour or so. Then the lights would flicker, and the moment is done. End of story. Back to reality.

With this, I am deeply ashamed to admit that I only watched The Ides Of March because of:

1. Ryan Gosling (Enough said.)
2. George Clooney (He wrote, starred and directed the film. Plus, yumm!)
3. Evan Rachel Wood (Yes, I still like her despite the fact that she was associated with Marilyn Manson WHILE he was married to Dita Von Teese.)

I apologize to writing the reasons this way. I’m still not over the awesomeness that is Looking For Alaska, which I just read. Thus, naturally, John Green’s way of writing rubbed off on me. For more details about this, I’ll be blogging about it in a dedicated blog post soon and will put a link here as well. Stay tuned! 🙂

I didn’t even know what The Ides of March was about when I watched it. I was just looking for something to watch while I was busy munching on licorice seeds. The first fifteen minutes went by and before I know it, I already set aside my food, ignored plans to go out and gave my undivided attention to the movie. Not the actors good looks, but the plot itself. This has never happened before, and I loved every minute of it.

STOP! INCOMING SPOILERS!

The lower section contains major plot spoilers from the movie The Ides of March. If you do not wish to read them, you can just take my word for it and watch the movie because it’s goo-oo-ood! And of course, you may read the entirety of my blog post then and comment. Or you could just read and comment about it now if you want. 🙂

I loved the fact that Stephen Meyer (Ryan Gosling) was such a true believer of Gov. Mike Morris (Geroge Clooney) and his presidential campaign. He was one of the rare diamonds that sparkle amongst the dirty and manipulating people involved in politics, which in this movie, is Duffy (Paul Giamatti.)

Stephen showed us that everybody puts themselves first. He reminded us that even the idealistic, when backed into a corner, would give in to the primal instinct of survival – that we would set aside our morals and beliefs and fight till our last breath, to crawl our way back. He showed us that collateral damage means nothing if it means getting what we want. Because ultimately, it’s every man is for himself. He showed us how selfish and imperfect we are.

People still debate on whether or not the movie has an open ending. It does not.

Stephen has become a cynic. He’s done it the right way the first time but was just used as a pawn in someone else’s sick game. Just like the loss of the intern Molly (Wood), he was easily replaceable. They chewed him up and spit him out without so much as a second glance.

I especially loved the confrontation scene of Stephen and Duffy (Giamatti.) So much so that I’m including some parts here:

Stephen: Give me the job.

Duffy: No. That’s not going to happen. I’m sorry. Go take a nice long vacation. You’re a smart guy. Everything that I said, the other day is absolutely true. But you know? Maybe, politics isn’t for you.

Stephen: Politics is my life!

Duffy: Oh, you know what? Do yourself a favor. Get out..now! While you still can. Go into entertainment or business. Go open a fucking restaurant in Costa Rica. Anything! Do something that’s going to make you happy, okay? Cause if you stay in this business long enough, you’re going to get jaded and cynical.

Stephen: Like you?

Duffy: Yeah, just like me!

———–

Stephen: This is…It’s my life, that you’re talking about.

Duffy: It doesn’t make me happy, doing this kind of thing. Don’t think, it gives me any kind of pleasure. No, I’m sorry for you. I really am. Take care of yourself.

But Stephen was willing to do anything and everything to stay in business (politics), not caring who gets hurt along the way. He got what he wanted, but at what expense? His innocence? His morals and virtues? The loss of something to believe in?

His words towards Ida (the reporter, Marisa Tomei) at the end when she was asking him for an inside scoop, showed how much he has changed. When told her “We’re the best of friends,” he was being sarcastic. Gone is his genuine effort to forge a friendship with her. He’s now a cynical liar and their ‘collaboration’ has ended.

At the last scene of the movie, when he was about to speak, he needed to keep hearing everything that is positive about Mike Morris because he himself, does not believe in him anymore. He lost the one thing he truly believed in.

Just for the record, he would not divulge everything in the interview. He would go on and mesmerize the cameras on cue, just as he always did. The viewers would be able to catch a glimpse of the old Stephen, like nothing has changed. Mie Morris would win the democratic vote and would go on serving as president.

But when the cameras stop rolling, Stephen is only a shell of the person he once was. He is now jaded, withdrawn and devoid of his virtues -perfect for politics.

If you still haven’t watched the movie, I suggest that you do, immediately. If not for the story, than for the all star ensemble then. Excellent writing, superb acting, exceptional story. Just please, watch it.

Please, please, please don’t hesitate to voice out your opinions about my opinions (say whut?) in the comment section below. Let’s bounce ideas! 🙂

 
 

xoxo,
D.

 

PS: I just wrote about the parts I found most striking about the movie. I did not include much of Molly (Woods) because I felt like you have to watch the movie to fully grasp her character.

PPS: This is not a review.

Too Chatty For Twitter

7 Sep

You know those fleeting moments when you feel like you just want to talk about anything and everything to everybody? Well, that’s how I felt like today.

Whenever I do feel that (and believe me, it happens a lot even for a non-sharer like me), I usually go straight to my brothers and annoy the hell out of them. But since my brothers were rather preoccupied today, I decided to try my friends. But then I realized that today was a weekday hence, they’d all be busy with school and work. So I was left to fend for myself.

In case you haven’t noticed my live twitter feed in my sidebar (right side of this blog, try to keep scrolling through all the widgets until you can find the right one), I love to tweet. Well, sometimes. But having a blackberry phone ensures this addiction to be very much sated.

So I just kept tweeting random thoughts and musings. And saw that some of my friends were tweeting too. One thing led to another and before you know it, people were already complaining about their twitter feed being flooded with our conversation. Whoops.

I was tweeting with a lot of my friends when suddenly, I saw this on my phone:

At first I thought, ‘What the hell is this?’ then tried to refresh the page about five times before I gave up and googled it. This happened because according to Twitter:*

Unauthenticated calls are permitted 150 requests per hour. Unauthenticated calls are measured against the public facing IP of the server or device making the request.

I laughed my arse off after realizing that along with my Twitter friends, even Twitter itself is complaining that I’m too noisy. And indeed, I was. I seriously counted my latest tweets for today. It reached a whooping 198, just in a span of 4 hours.

In the 15-minute break I had from tweeting, I decided to blog about this. Let me know what you think of my overly chatty tendencies and feel free to comment about them below. 🙂

xoxo,
D.

*I feel like I had to cite exactly where I lifted this information from because I’m afraid to get bashed about plagiarism. For more on this new pet peeve of mine, please refer to Tito Sotto: Translation 101

Tito Sotto: Translation 101

5 Sep

This is a picture I found online with the privilege speech given by Sen. Vicente ‘Tito’ Sotto III on September 5, 2012, side by side Robert F. Kennedy’s speech during Day of Affirmation, June 6 1966.

This is not Tito Sotto’s first plagiarism offense. Nor would it be the last. But this is the most shocking and abhorrent, yet.

He lifted and translated a speech of Robert F. Kennedy, a noted civil rights activist and the younger brother of assassinated president John F. Kennedy. And true to Tito Sotto fashion, he once again claimed it as his own. When once again, caught red-handed:



(Translation: Sotto: Kennedy knows how to speak Tagalog?)

 

Shame.

No words can even express this. He is making a mockery out of not only the Senate, but the entirety of the Philippines and his countrymen, as well. Tito Sotto is digging up his own political grave with his ignominious acts for all the world to see.

Is this the payback of electing under qualified celebrities and comediennes to political office? Well, I say never again.

This upcoming election, I will surely be exercising my right to vote to help (however little) alleviate our country of inglorious bastards like this.

Politicians are far from perfect but I hope that our country would be lead and represented by better suited people than this.

xoxo,
D.

PS: Pictures from this post are not mine. These are taken from various sources in the internet.

 

 

 

Forgive The Intoxication

29 Aug

So remember me being guilty because of ignoring my friends for a couple of weeks now? Well, I couldn’t bear it any longer so I decided to take them up on their offer tonight. To be more specific, last night.

I went out with some of my girlfriends along with their friends all the way from Cebu. They wanted to tour their college friends around our hometown and as the accommodating hosts that we are, we obliged. So I went to the hotspot in our city at around 11. One thing you should also know about me is that I am never punctual, despite what the trophy of the pageant I joined way, way back says.

I am always the last one to arrive at any social gathering and almost the first one to leave. In birthday parties, the celebrant even arrives before me. And in weddings, well, let’s just say that when I arrive, people are already in queue for dinner. It’s not that my parents are super strict (which they are, but I somehow find ways to manage them,) but it’s something I have learned from Paris Hilton when I was young. She said something about arriving late and being the first to leave at a party/gathering. Which is what I exactly did a few hours ago.

I enjoy drinking just as much every one of my friends but, there has to be a limit. You see, I drive myself home. Yes, even though the places we go to are within walking distance of my house, I still drive because I’m lazy. Plus, it’s really, really, scary to commute at two in the morning.

I was really grateful to my brother’s friend who mans the bar because he takes good care of me and my friends. He notices when I’m already buzzed because he then slips me water to clear my head. And, he slips me free drinks as well. 🙂 Plus, he opened the bar a few hours longer than they normally do just to accommodate us. He’s such an angel.

Anyway, I’m writing this now in bed, extremely buzzed and deaf with the beat of the songs still pounding, so please excuse all the typos and whatnot. I just really wanted my blog to be as up-to-date as possible.

By the by, after talking with my new acquaintances, I’m persuaded into attending the Sinulog festival on January of 2013 in Cebu. They just make it sound like so much fun! Are any of you going as well? Please leave me tips and feel free to comment.

 
xoxo,
D.

A Sorry Of Sorts

28 Aug

It’s been so long since I posted (let alone visited) my own blog. I guess I could always equate it to being busy with school, all my extra-curricular reading and my never-ending TV obsession. But to be perfectly honest, I just didn’t have the heart to.

I really don’t know what brought on this new wave of laziness/lack of direction in me. I guess I do, but I don’t feel like sharing it. At least not yet. One thing you should know about me: I’m not a sharer. If there is what you call as an over-sharer, I embody the exact opposite. I’ve never been a vocal person, talkative maybe, but not in the sense where it counts. Ask even my closest friends, they would all agree to this sentiment in a heartbeat.

When I’m with my friends, we usually just talk about the superficial girly things that we all love. Clothes, make up, hair, celebrities, movies and books we’ve just read. Okay, the last part, only with a select few of my girlfriends because despite my adamant -bordering on annoying- pleas, not all of us in the group enjoy reading. And about their lives, or to be more specific, their boy troubles. Don’t get me wrong, I love hearing about their crazy and sometimes kilig stories. It just never occurred to me to share about my own musings. And like the perfect friends that they are, they never once pushed me to share. Well occasionally, they’d ask a few questions just out of sheer curiosity but never really pry.

They understood that I am not like them, and accepted me for me.

Now I feel really guilty about dodging their calls and bowing out on a couple of girls’ night outs. I guess we really are selfish human beings. We all get so caught up in our own little world that we forget how lucky we are to have such wonderful people as friends. Friends that despite their busy schedules, make an effort to reach out to one another. Friends that would not begrudge my recent lack of enthusiasm.

I am such a bad friend.

I have to go call them now and apologize.

 
 

xoxo,

D.

Diane’s Selection: An Online Shopping Special Update

13 Jun

So it’s been over a month and I am very proud to report that I haven’t bought anything online since. (Bragging rights!!)

Nothing that arrived yet. Teehee. See? I found a way to wiggle myself into a loophole. Geez. But then again, I think that this is perfectly okay because I never stated that I wouldn’t be shopping indefinitely; just cutting down. Yes, another feeble rationalization.

And by the by, being a fourth year college student IS exhausting! Especially that I’m a bit overload this semester (despite not following the advice of the OIC in our division.)

And with this, I hope that you could bear with the scarcity and infrequency of my posts. Trying to be a good student here. And yeah, I realize that it’s weird that I’m trying to do that when I’m about to reach the finish line already. It’s better late than never, right?

Wish me luck, sweeties!

 

xoxo,
D.