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The New Voice Company, Asia's Pioneering Theatre Company, will be staging its 2008 Musical Theatre Workshop Showcase, EKSENA'T KANTA (Scenes & Songs), on June 1, 2008, 12 Noon, at the RCBC Theatre (RCBC Tower, Ayala Avenue, Makati City).

The showcase, directed by two of Philippine and International Theatre's most celebrated actors and directors, Rito Asilo and Monique Wilson, features the talents of the 2008 NVC Workshop Students. The show will also include the special participation of noted NVC alumni, such as acclaimed Philippine Theatre and Television actress, Missy Maramara.

Plus, it features ME! And I'm worth more than the price of admission. Hehe. :) Panira, ano?

The New Voice Company has always been known to produce shows of the highest standard possible, this showcase is no exception. (I'm not one to lie, and I'm telling you, its going to be a great show!)

Tickets are at P150, and you can call 8966695 / 8965497 / 8990630   or visit the site (http://newvoicecompany.com) for reservations & other details. I'm sure you can also buy tickets on the day itself, but you have to be quick, because these things have been known to run out. :)

For those who can stay 'til 7 PM, some of us from the workshop will also be performing in NVC's V-DAY: back-to-back performances of A MEMORY, A MONOLOGUE, A RANT
AND A PRAYER
and THE VAGINA MONOLOGUES. This will also be on June 1 at the RCBC Theatre.

The stellar cast features Philippine Theatre's finest - Bart Guingona, Michael Williams, and Monique Wilson, just to name a few. You can visit the site for the complete cast and other show information. All V-Day Manila Events benefit the Lila Filipina Comfort Women group.

What better way to kick-off June than to partake of NVC's season offerings?

See you there!

 
 
Within the Bipolar spectrum: excited
 
 
Mica.
25 March 2008 @ 11:55 pm
It's been that way for a long time now. 

Half a year?



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Mica.

SANCTUARY!



Whattaword. I feel the power.

Thank God for summer. I can finally get back to watching my films.

Talk about counting your eggs. I haven't even finished with all my requirements yet.






Anyway, I've also been drowning in Meteor Garden these past few days. First on my hitlist has always been those traitors who denounced the show the minute it turned jologs. The very same people who were moderating the Meteor Garden Philippines forum and brandishing their Make A Wish albums during the height of F4's popularity.

Nearly 5 years laters, I still miss Dao Ming Sz. :( If he smiled at me like that....


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In other news,

March 19 was a tremendously spectacular day. What a way to end classes:

  • Geografilm 2008: Our film, Dokyu (which I wrote, directed, edited, acted in blah blah...o siya, magbuhat na ng sariling bangko won Best Short Film (Suspense), Best Technicals, Best Original Story, and Overall Best Short Film! I also won Best Actress and Best Director Kamusta ka naman? I, however, was not there to reap the benefits (certificates and panlilibre ni sir sa group namin), because I was over at the -
  • PE2 Sport Climbing Interclass Competition: Our team, Papables (I was team captain, hence, the name. Thank you, Cake) won first place! after a short awarding "Wait! Ibalik niyo medals niyo. Mali computation!" scandal. My new CHK medal is made of shiny, wow-ngayon-ko-lang-napansin-na-C-H-K-pala-yung-hugis-nung-tao-sa-CHK-logo pseudo-gold win.
  • Submitted my Portfolio for Film 110. Wala lang. It's a nice feeling, after the yellow-nails-crammed-darkroon-shit that was the day before.
  • And: Something else. Very nice.


    I lost something, though I didn't even notice.


And now, I have the Photo Exhibit on Wednesday and the Summer Musical theatre workshops. To cap it off, namumunga na ang punong Makopa namin!


P.S. Moves I wish I could do in real life, but let's face it, I cant -

The Evita - poised on the balcony, suddenly raising your arms to the cheers of your adoring subjects. Fran Drescher did it in The Beautician And The Beast, Ai-Ai did it in Ang Cute Ng Ina Mo, can't I do it? Probably only if I was the dictator of a latin american country.

Running to a church, raising a person over my head while yelling, "Sanctuary!"
Wait, I actually have done that in Church several times. That explains a lot....

And finally, Stage Diving. *sigh* Only if I were a Rock Star....
 

 
 
Within the Bipolar spectrum: high
Playing in my Head: The Bells of Notre Dame - The Hunchback of Notre Dame OST
 
 
Mica.
23 March 2008 @ 02:00 pm
Looks like summer's going to be just as shitty as last sem. 


ETA: My head feels so light. Maybe I'll float away, like in all the Shel Silverstein books.
 
 
Within the Bipolar spectrum: pissed off
 
 
Mica.
23 January 2008 @ 08:24 am
Heath Ledger is dead.

They found him in a NYC apartment, in the bed, naked, with sleeping pills at his side.

They found his body a little over 4 hours ago, the story went to the presses a little under an hour ago.

He was 28. He had a daughter.

I can't believe he's dead. They still haven't confirmed suicide, and I refuse to believe he went out like that. It's so weird that his movie career suddenly flashed before my eyes - the awkwardly-brunette bully in 10 Things, the innocent, idealistic son who got killed in The Patriot (seeing him in colonial garb made me think he'd be a perfect Teddy in a Little Women remake), and geeky grin in A Knight's Tale.

That smile. He was just a kid. There were supposed to be more movies....


Hay. Wala nang Brokeback....
 
 
Within the Bipolar spectrum: shocked
 
 
Mica.
22 January 2008 @ 09:58 am
I'm just not a sensible person right now.

Life is unfair.
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Within the Bipolar spectrum: stressed
 
 
Mica.
15 January 2008 @ 09:09 am
I just realized...

I don't have enough time to prepare for my prod.

Shit.



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I now associate Bob Marley's 3 Little Birds with a dog dying.

Damn you, I Am Legend!
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Within the Bipolar spectrum: desperate
Playing in my Head: 3 Little Birds - Bob Marley
 
 
Mica.
13 January 2008 @ 08:49 pm
Is it so obvious that I'm trying to delay preparing for my prod?

From [info]sigarilyo

Comment with a "hey, sup" and I'll:
1. tell you why I friended you.
2. associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.
3. tell you something i like about you.
4. tell you a memory i have of you.
5. ask something i've always wanted to know about you.
6. tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7. in return, you must post this in your lj--but only if you want.


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"I've got the Good Lord going down on me!" - Charlie, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Damn you, Jack TV. It's bad enough you went over to the dark side switched to Destiny, Did you have to take all the good shows like SNL and Late Night With Conan O'Brien with you?

I remember, the only thing on everybody's y!m lips when the New Year came was:

Alam mo ba kung nasan ang Jack TV?

It's gone. That, plus Velvet and the cancellation of Rated Oh and subsequent search for the new face of ETC (Oh noes! It's Sib all over again!) makes 2008, and possibly all years thereafter, not a good time for TV.

Good thing we still have Marc/Rovilson and Terri/Henry drama on The Amazing Race Asia. It's the only thing worth watching nowadays.

My brother asked why the teams are always asked to do such menial challenges instead of ones that truly show the nation's culture. Heck, instead of delivering supplies from a Caltex Station or assembling a bike while they were in the Philippines, dapat pinag-deliver sila ng Lechon (yung buo pa na nakatuhog sa kawayan) habang nagbibisikleta, o di kaya pinagdeliver ng kama na nakapasan sa likod nila.

That's Filipino.



ETA: Seriously, what the hell am I supposed to watch on Saturday nights? My Boys?? Screw you, Skycable.
 
 
 
 
Mica.
12 January 2008 @ 10:03 pm
Went back to Basic Account. Realized those ugly ads were really stressing me out.

I'm trying to simplify my life.


P.S. Beautiful icons by [info]sigarilyo
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Within the Bipolar spectrum: crappy
 
 
Mica.
07 January 2008 @ 09:53 am
I Cheated At The Vanilla Ghost House.

 

In other news:

  • The family and I went to the Tiangge at Lung Center, the single biggest and most amazing bazaar we've been going to for, what, 3 years? We're suki of the Food Trip at Lung Center, and I got full-to-queasy just on the Free Samples. Am presently hitting myself over the head for not getting the names of the stores and making a review.

  • Rikka, TCo, and Jenin came over yesterday to rehearse for our SFX prod. We didn't accomplish a lot, actually ended up backtracking (which happens increasing often in our meetings) and singing Lion King songs on the karaoke mics.

  • Sheryl Cruz just moved into the new house at the back of ours.

  • Meteor Garden marathon late last night. Di ko ma-take, ang pogi ni Dao Ming Si! AAAYY!!! BTW, F4 is making a comeback. They just released a new album, and their latest song, "Waiting For You" is already on Youtube, and I daresay I really like it.

    All the guys with short do's - Vanness with Tropicana hair!







I noticed that, similar to Hitler's Nazis, hoardes of people later denied ever affiliating with the F4 fandom. However, like the Holocaust, we cannot deny its existence and the enormous impact of the phenomenon that enveloped all of us (and our hairstyles).

I don't care if they're laos. I'm not ashamed to say that I AM AN F4 FAN and I will watch them if they stage a concert in the Philippines.

And yes, I did buy Vanness' album back when the F4 Fever was still raging!

Hwooh. That was liberating.
     
     
     
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Playing in my Head: More Than A Woman - Bee Gees
 
 
Mica.
02 January 2008 @ 11:39 pm
You bet your left nut I am. LJ says I've been a very, very bad girl and haven't posted the shitload of developments that occured in the past month that I've been AWOL.

Hello 2008. I have plans for you, eljay. BIG plans.







Lord of the P.S.s(Spoiler)
Finally watched Rebecca just before New Year's. I have no idea what was in me that I actually thought it was a love story (given the one and only Sir Laurence Olivier's presence, in all his mustachioed glory) and not the Alfred Hitchcock, I-killed-my-wife-and-stowed-her-in-the-schooner's-cabin-for-a-year film that it actually was.

I liked it. :)


ETA: Tux said I haven't been giving him enough LJ love. I should, what with the heavily-scribbled wrapping paper with the needles and book and the appearing on my doorstep, Christmas day, bearing myrrh cake.

There you go. A shoutout in bold. :) Will post at length about him and other people who deserve shoutouts later when I am lucid. And magically delicious.
 
 
Where it's at: a new day
Playing in my Head: Karen Davilla's annoying voiceover.
 
 
Mica.
28 November 2007 @ 10:13 am
Oh my God.

Puta. Putangina niyo lang lahat.



P.S. Went to Hidalgo for Photography supplies the other day, which reminded me of, well, Ricky Lee's Trip To Quiapo. (durr.) I am now officially a pauper. Or a starving artist, if you will - the prices are enough to leave anyone out on his ass on the pavement.

B&W Film: P295
Battery: P65
Photo paper: P900

Trip to Quiapo: Priceless.

Wait a minute, no it's not - that fucking trip cost us almost 2000 in transpo and expenses. Damn it!

I can't even use the camera yet because the battery was wrong.



That's it for my comeback. A few parting words, inspired by Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream (ain't I quaint? I can quote Shakespeare just like that now):



If we shadows have offended....

Fuck you.


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Where it's at: Bahay. Kill me now.
Within the Bipolar spectrum: pissed off
 
 
Mica.
19 November 2007 @ 12:55 am
The Meme that broke the camel's hiatus.

And no, I am not the camel. from [info]ohnoah

Directions:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
--> I Want You by Savage Garden. (Ok....)

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
--> Fall For You [Live] by Nina

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
--> Love Of My Life by Clay Aiken

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
--> Here With Me by Plumb

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
--> Slow by MYMP

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
--> All You Wanted
by Michelle Branch

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
--> Can't Cry Hard Enough
by The Williams Brothers

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
--> Release Me
by Wilson Phillips

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK ABOUT YOU?
--> Let Me Know
by MYMP (Winner!)

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
--> Chrono Trigger 600 AD "Wind Theme" in Piano
(Excuse me miss, I believe your geek is showing.)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?
--> Rush
by MYMP

WHAT SONG WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR WEDDING?
--> Spoiled
by Joss Stone

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
--> Tell Me Where It Hurts
by MYMP

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
--> Jealous
by Nina

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
--> Castlevania's "Wicked Child" theme

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
--> Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me
by Clay Aiken

WHAT WOULD YOU BRING ON A DESERT ISLAND?
--> Hard To Believe
by The Eraserheads

WHAT IS YOUR PET HATE?
--> Buena Sera
by Michael Buble

IF YOU COULD CHANGE THE WORLD, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
--> Hey Mama
by The Black Eyed Peas

HOW ARE YOU FEELING AT THE MOMENT?
--> Para Sa Akin
by Sitti

DO YOU HATE ANYONE?
--> Jok Jok Jok
by Willie Revillame

DOES ANYONE HATE YOU?
--> Barbie Girl
by Aqua

BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP, WHO/WHAT DO YOU THINK OF?
--> Baby Elephant Walk
by Harry Mancini (I love this song. You probably do too, even though you don't know it. It's one of the most commonly used background music in gag shows and Dolphy movies)

I AM...?
--> Final Fantasy VII's Opening Theme

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
--> Kiss From A Rose

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Where it's at: kawalan.
Within the Bipolar spectrum: crazy
Playing in my Head: Kiss From A Rose - Seal
 
 
Mica.
10 November 2007 @ 01:31 pm
I have been walking in a cloud.

Which is totally different from walking on a cloud, hence, totally different connotation. I can't fucking see!

There are some things I choose not to accept. I shall go mad if I think about them today. I know, I shall think about them tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day!

Parts of that was Scarlett O'Hara. Someone told me I should work on removing that mentality. Meh, I'll remove it tomorrow. After all....

cut for suprisingly sane talk )
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Papa's annual (dur) birthday extravaganza was last night. Limang Lechon. That means weeks and weeks and weeks of Lechon Paksiw for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

It's the one time of the year when we get to eat Lechon Paksiw the right way. I'm happy.


P.S. I also got the TF Geog 1 in CRS last night. I've cancelled my slot in Geog 1 so many times over the past two years that I'm just thankful the subject still accepted me when I came back, on my knees, begging.

P.P.S. Singing Shrieking with blockmates (Aaron, Ikay, Ayla, Jenin, Poch, some other girl I didn't but would like to know, and later, Rachel) in the BC Dept's hall was the most fun I've had in ages. Now that was a proper BC enrollment - maingay.

I remember going to BC on Monday (when the graduating students were enlisting) and the hall was so quiet. I echo Ikay's sentiment. "Magiging ganyan ba tayo pag graduating na tayo?" Oh noes!
 
 
Where it's at: it's all in my mind
Within the Bipolar spectrum: crazy
Playing in my Head: sounds of "Blades of Glory"
 
 
Mica.
03 November 2007 @ 08:19 pm
Listening to Imogen Heap's "Hide and Seek" in commemoration of the reshowing of Shia LaBeouf's hosting gig on Saturday Night Live tonight.

I don't know why, but something about the song makes you feel like you're dying. And it's a very happy, peaceful feeling.

Not that I'm being emo, but Hide and Seek is the kind of beautiful, haunting tune that's played in Grey's Anatomy in that one moment of clarity - right before the bomb blows up in your face.

But then the song got to the "Mmmm Whacha say" part and I just felt like someone was going to shoot me in the back.


(To anybody who doesn't get this reference: Hello, most parodied clip on youtube. Just thank me for posting the link. If you searched for this on youtube, you would have had to wade through - and drown in - the sea of mostly-Godawful parodies. They add it to anything with a gunshot now...)

(The clip is, in itself, a parody of a lolarious "serious" moment in one of the most hilarious "serious" dramas evah.)


The mood of this post just went from pseudo-emo-pseudo-profound to stupid. and lollarious!


Mmm whacha say....
 
 
Where it's at: the office.
Within the Bipolar spectrum: peaceful
Playing in my Head: Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap
 
 
Mica.
02 November 2007 @ 02:20 am
Scarlett O'Hara. I feel your pain. We are in the same boat, clinging to all the Charles Hamiltons of the world who would have us.

In the end, who really gets used?

Oh Scarlett. I wish I could have the strength you gained in the course of the soeffinglong movie.

And I wish I could get someone to stick it out with me, like Rhett Butler stuck it out with you.

Rap (shoutout for you) came home from Hong Kong today, and we had a lovely chat. There's really no one I could talk to the way I talk with Rap, and it was just so uplifting to be able to chat with him like this again. Somewhere in the conversation, he came up with a metaphor. It probably just cracked on my egocentricity, but I found it beautiful nonetheless:

Diamonds are only beautiful in the spotlight, when light hits it.
When there's no light hitting the diamond, it's just another rock, another glass piece.
So naturally diamonds would place themselves continually in the spotlight
.

Aw.



P.S. I am teh new Jeopardy champion. Bow to me.
 
 
Where it's at: opis sa baba
Within the Bipolar spectrum: drained
Playing in my Head: I Truly Love You - Jerry Yan (LSS)
 
 
Mica.
01 November 2007 @ 02:52 am
It's 3 AM. I finally decide to turn in for the night.

I wearily trudge to the bedroom - only to discover that, once again, my brother has kicked me out of my own bed and is presently drooling on my pillow.

And I'm like "What the hell? He has his own bed!" This is not what you want to meet after a long and tiring day.

Pissed as I am, I hate disturbing people who are fast asleep, and I didn't get him anything for his birthday yesterday. I give up, pull my blanket out, and set up a futon in the family hall.

Yech. I feel like one of those husbands who've been exiled to the sofa. What did I do wrong? Oh well, at least I get to watch Ugly Betty 'til I nod off.

This futon is itchy. Methinks I might be more comfortable on the sofa downstairs. But it's scary down there. I'm hungry. I guess I'll have to wait 'til morning.

I always get hungry in the middle of the night. Possibly because my body clock is out of whack and I wake up at lunchtime, effectively missing breakfast and only having 2 meals a day. I must remind myself to keep rations on the second floor.



P.S. Check out my icon, Vivien Leigh is teh fierce. Looking back, I've been aspiring to be just like her -

to have her unparalleled beauty,
to acquire her 2-time-Academy-Award-for-best-actress-winning acting prowess,
to marry someone as handsome, as skilled (hello, considered by most as the best actor ever!) as Sir Laurence Olivier,

and last, but not least,

to be bipolar. Yes, I might have subconsciously been catching up with Lady Olivier in the field of manic depression.


Tsk tsk. Vivien Leigh and Laurence Olivier - the true golden couple of Hollywood. They don't make beauty like that anymore.
 
 
Where it's at: Family Hall
Playing in my Head: 3 Blind Mice - Bob Marley
 
 
Mica.
30 October 2007 @ 01:43 am
- Evey Hammond (Natalie Portman), V for Vendetta.

cut for emo I shall regret in the morning )
 
 
Where it's at: on the mac
Within the Bipolar spectrum: numb
Playing in my Head: whirring of fan blades.
 
 
Mica.
28 October 2007 @ 01:22 pm

Explain to me:

Why I was sitting on the sofa, my feet propped up on the coffee table, eating monggo and galunggong (it was a very "g" day) -

- watching Whoopi and Joy Behar bitch it out on The View at 11 PM the other night?

Days have been increasingly depressing as of late. One thing that perked me up was the Simpson's Treehouse of Horror marathon yesterday. I swear, Star World's "Must Scream TV" Halloween special (specifically, the Simpsons Marathons) is my reason for living, year after year. I celebrate it more than my birthday.

My life has been so screwy recently. The only thing that makes sense is my red nails. And my family is so funny. So very funny.... *smirk*

It's been 10 days since my last post, and I finally had that Gone With The Wind marathon yesterday. I absolutely love Gone With The Wind, and the fact that I stayed for the Overture, Intermission and En'tre Acte (instead of just fast-forwarding it since it was a DVD) meant that practically another hour was added to the runtime. It started at approximately 2 PM, and ended at exactly 5:46 PM. I didn't even notice it was that long. That's how enthralling Vivien Leigh's solitary raised eyebrow was.

Scarlett isn't a bad girl. She's just...misunderstood. 

My sister and I had a Heroes S1 marathon Tuesday night. Then we stopped at about 4 AM, went to sleep, woke up at 9 the next day, continued, had a  junior Bannoffe pie delivered, ate it while we watched, and finished at exactly 6 PM. Oh Ando....

That was what I did instead of going to Kule's Consol. And they all still came back alive. Poo poo.

I'm starting to detest an artist's lifestyle. All of my rakets just ended, and its very disconcerting not knowing where your next paycheck is coming from.

The family is going to Enchanted Kingdom for the first time tomorrow. On my money. So fucking scared....

This is the second day I missed both Breakfast and Lunch. I was awake for both, but basically, everyone just ate without me. And I don't like eating alone, so right now, I'm just waiting to catch the train at dinner.

Life is crap. And I'm not just talking about all the crap no-longer-on-the-floor-but-still-on-my-desk and the fact that ants are taking over our house and eating all the wiring.


Why I feel special

I just realized now that in my five semesters of enrolling at UP (2 sems last year, summer, and 2 sems this year, including the incoming one), I have always gotten my first choice of PE in the pre-enlistment at CRS. PE, of all things! People kill over getting slots in PE. I feel so special.

I not only survived Sir Aveciila, but I got a 1.5! And I'm a female, at that, so this is just mind-boggling. Hah. Despite the constant tension and fear for my person, BC 100 was my favorite class last sem. It also rekindled my love for old American movies, so this is all win-win for me. Bring on the palanggana ng mami!

C2 finally had the long-awaited UBE on Friday. Love them blokes. It's mindblowing how we all thought we wouldn't give a shit after 2nd year high school, and here we are, kami-kami parin nagkikita sa mga debut, nagu-UBE parin, magkakasama sa AS. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

My clavinova (read: electric piano. Not really mine, but since I'm the only one who plays) can play over 50 classics. I stumbled upon Joplin's Maple Leaf Rag at no. 45 yesterday and it just made me so...very...happy. I'm not kidding, the piano would probably be the first thing I would drag out in case of a fire. It's the one thing I don't regret about the great Reclamation.

Must. have. Banoffee. Arrgghhhh.


What is the deal with Red Ribbon's Banoffee pie? Half of the damn thing is cream! It almost justifies Starbucks' P105 pricetag for Banoffee. Almost.

Sembreak sucks.


P.S. My brother just kicked me out of my bed so he could sleep in it. WTF?

 
 
Playing in my Head: Maple Leaf Rag - Scott Joplin
 
 
Mica.
18 October 2007 @ 10:40 am
Title is in no way related to post. I'm just channeling Rhett Butler right now.

Damn it, I forgot I was supposed to have a Gone With The Wind marathon last night (Anytime you watch GWTW is a marathon - it's so looong. 222 minutes? My God.), but I apparently forgot somewhere between Jay Leno and Ugly Betty.

Just to clarify, the shows mentioned above in now way reflect my taste in TV programs. I hardly watch TV anymore, but I was in the mood to numb my brain with senseless programming yesterday.

Shh. Don't listen to her, TV. You know I love you.

James Spader in Boston Legal for the win!

Anyway, I remember I read somewhere that there was some controversy over Rhett Butler's line,

Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

Apparenty, that kind of language was unheard of back in the day (ghasp!), and they wanted to change damn to darn. It was however, not the first film to use the word "damn". So correction, damn was rare, but not unheard of.

Still, they also wanted to change it to "Frankly my dear, I don't give a hoot." WTF? Can you imagine that? Why don't we change "hell" to "fudgesicles" while we're at it?

Granted, it still sounds better than some of the other options -

"Frankly my dear, my indifference is boundless."
"...it makes my gorge rise."

Wow. This did end up being about the subject line. Damn you subject line! You foiled my plans yet again!


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I love Gone With The Wind. We got the movie gold of quotes from it - aside from "Frankly", we got such classic lines as:

Scarlett: You, sir, are no gentleman.
Rhett: And you, miss, are no lady.

and one of my personal favorites, evah:

"No, I don't think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how."

Oh well. To quote Scarlett,

"Tomorrow's another day."

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Not-so-random-ramblings:
  • What was up with that age and double-Ts? Scarlett. Rhett
  • I love Sir Manalo. Too bad our already short time with him was cut even shorter when he left for Scotland. Tchah! I'll always have Doctor Tomorrow to remember him by.
  • Haha. I just remembered how my sister said she thought "Frankly" was a person.
  • Notice how I've recently been neglecting the sacred lj cut and posting heckuva long entries that clog up friends pages and piss people off? Well, I've just recently cleaned up my friends list and viewed my friends page and you know what? Most of my friends are like that. So, Quid pro quo. To quote a former debate coach, "Patigasan lang ng ihi yan." Lol.

Back to your lives, citizens.
 
 
Within the Bipolar spectrum: confused
Playing in my Head: My Stupid Mouth - John Mayer