My Super Ex-Girlfriend

Chick-flicks are taboo in our DVD collection, but unfortunately, I manage to sneak them in when I crave for something completely non-cerebral. Most of the chick-flicks I own are funny (like How to Lose a Guys in Ten Days). Some of them are interesting (like Pretty Woman). There is just one, however, that lowered my I.Q. and took too much of my time (it's called "My Super Ex-Girlfriend.) Why was it a time-waster? The plot wasn't predictable but it had no substance. At the end, you will ask yourself "all that waiting and watching for this?!?!" The movie was also smothered in all things corny and low-budget. The costumes and makeup (wigs and suits) looked fake and too bright at times. The NAMES! They were (excuse me for the word) baduy! G-Girl and Professor Bedlam? Not only were their names obnoxious in sound but so were their character. G-Girl was too obsessive while Professor Bedlam was quite pathetic. Another reason why it was a major time waster is that the casting was perfect but used in the dumbest movie. Luke Wilson would've been great in a romantic-comedy as the usual leading man he continuously plays while Uma Thurman could star with Luke Wilson as his love interest. It seems as if some actors are only meant for one type of character. Thurman and Wilson are too good for the superhero gig...

My Favorite Movie

Movie: Lost in Translation
Director: Sofia Coppola
Starring: Bill Murray and Scarlett Johannson

I am a sucker for films that expose different cultures because they are so rich in information as well as entertainment. I watched Lost in Translation a week after it came out and found it a bit boring yet beautiful and artistic. It is a story of two tourists, Bob (an old actor) and Charlotte (a newlywed), who find themselves lost in Tokyo's culture and language. Japan becomes a character itself. At first the audience is introduced to the softer, shy features of Japan such as Kyoto (don't remember if it actually was Kyoto). As the movie goes on, the rougher side of Japan starts to show itself through the sleazy bars and the loud karaoke parties.The characters weren't perfect (which is a great plus for me). Bob was an actor but also a middleaged man, tired of his 25-year-old marriage with his nagging wife. Charlotte is a Philosophy graduate who doesn't do anything but follow her husband, a photographer, wherever he goes for a shoot. They were so real that you would immediately relate or even fall in love with their unique personalities. The acting was very natural. I'm not so fond of Scarlett Johannson, though. However, her collected stance and her observant character made Charlotte a true philosopher. Bill Murray will always be Bill Murray and that's all I can say about him. The movie was filled with interesting dialogue and funny one-liners (all thanks to the sarcastic Bill Murray.) Another thing I love about the movie is the cinematography. It is always in the Subjective point of view (through the character's eyes) to show us exactly the culture they see and also in the Objective point of view (normal) to show us the quirky antics of Japanese people. It also shows us the colorful buildings and fashion of Tokyo, some things frequent travellers would appreciate.

Death Note
I know there's no way a silly note like this can make me famous or bring all the four corners of the World in agreement, but I don't really care. My name is Nicole Marinas, I am 16 years old and I am dying tomorrow... But before I die, I would like to say thanks to everyone I know and love.
Mum and Dad, you should know that I love you both so much. Everyday, I pray that God will keep you safe in His loving arms so I wouldn't have to face the pain brought by the death of two wonderful people. I know that we were never wealthy but thanks to your perseverance and strong faith in God, our family manages to remain blessed.
Mum, thank you for being my best friend. Thank you for flying to the other side of the world just to buy my clothes and earn money for my school fee (I'm so glad I'm leaving Woodrose). Dad, thanks for putting up with my "bratty" attitude. Thanks for flying to Manila from Hong Kong every other day just to make sure things are okay... Well, that's my job now. I'll be checking on you!
Matt! You are the best brother a girl can ask for. I know that I haven't been a supportive sister and I know that I haven't defended you when you needed me. I just want you to know that you have so many people here who love you and are willing to help you in every way. Love you, kid!
To all my friends in Woodrose: You are the reason why I survived this jungle. You guys have helped me cope up with the new environment and catch up to the Modern Filipino Culture. I loved our movie-nights, especially when we watched "Cellular" (Btw, Chris Evans, you're hot!), "Spiderman 2" and the movie with the freaky-ass cloned kid... I will miss those hot summer days we spent in ATC's designer's boulevard with no money in our pockets (funny!) I will also miss our young and stupid conversations on boys, Sean Connery, Woodrose, calories, batch2007 and etc.
To all my Hong Kong Friends (including those who also left): You guys are the reason why I will never forget my childhood. I had the best time in Hong Kong and, thanks to you guys, I never felt like an alien who was lost in translation. I'll miss you guys! Dea, thanks for being my buddy, my bestfriend and my sister.
Sean Connery: I love you, old man! But why haven't you written back?! Anyway, I'm dying so just reply to Magoo Rustia and send her an autographed photo of yourself... I don't have her address on me... Look her up!
My dear Stranger, thanks for kindly receiving this letter. I shall intercede for you as you pray for help and guidance from our Lord. Now, it's your responsibility to read this letter to all the people mentioned in this letter or else I will haunt you from above... Just Kidding! (Seriously.)

Love always,
Nicole Marinas

The saying "cut your losses" is such a motivational quote that even an old fart addicted to every type of substance would follow it to lead a normal life... And believe me, I didn't take it seriously when I chopped off 6-7 inches of my hair. I guess you can say that I accidentally expressed my anger in cutting my hair... well, going to the salon for a hair cut. I was so disappointed that I didn't hear myself telling the gay dude to cut off the longer layers so the length would be equal. Oh well, at least I'm not one of those angsty b*****s who would lock themselves up in their room to cry to emo-rock bands while cradling themselves on the bed and cursing the world. okay... don't wanna imagine what comes next... I couldn't reveal the realization that disappointed me enough to allow a gay dude to cut most of my hair off, but if you know what it's like to be so full of ideas yet unable to use them, then you wouldn't need to hear the cutting edge...

Who am I? (French Version... very bad...)

Je m'apelle Nicole. J'ai seize ans. J'habite en Philippines. Mon anniversaire est le vignt-deux Janvier.... Mon des cheveux noirs est des leux marrons. Je suis dans la maison (duh!) Il y a boisson devant moi... Aurevoir!

Nicole

Who am I?

5"7? Hair like Jolie's? Blue-green eyes? I wish! Ask around and everyone will say I'm one of the quiet, spaced-out (in Filipino class) ones of the batch, but I'll say this: Silent waters run deep. Oh great! Now I sound like a 7th century majii. The truth is I'm a quiet person and I'm not one of those who would swoon over boys and giggle like crazy in front of them. It's hard for me to trust others right away, so I tend to keep all thoughts and feelings to myself. I like to keep my distance from everyone else. However, there are times when I shout and "freak out" due to stress, anger, and excitement. Those times are rare yet freaky.
One thing that everyone should know about me is that I'm close to being a good super sleuth. At the age of 10, I found a cure for my boredom by following a trail of chips to the pocket of the culprit who snuck food into the classroom. I also have a talent in observing things and pointing out the smallest of details. There came a time when I had nothing better to do with my time, so I went to inq7.net and read up on current issues. I came upon an article on GMA who was then visiting a school (they didn't announce the name), and the article came with a picture. I used the magnifying feature of my computer to magnify some parts and I was able to find the name of the school.
Being quiet, normal and a damn good crime solver are great things to be known for. But being a constant traveller has its perks. Thanks to my mum, who works as a flight attendant for Cathay Pacific, my family and I are able to travel. We've been to places like London, Paris, Australia, Thailand, etc. But due to the country's economic situation, we have to make ends meet. Although, that does not stop us from skipping around the world. We've been touring our beloved country, embracing culture, getting acquainted with history and eating cow-testicles. Seriously! I was able to savor the exotic tastes of the Philippines and going to Cebu meant that I had to try its mysterious dishes, including that *ahem* strange delicacy. I love all the countries I've been to and I consider them as my homes.
This is who I am. I'm quiet. I am alert. I live all around the world. All in all, I'm your typical senior high student, waiting to be unleashed and pushed into a bigger world.