"Dissolving into Molecules"

           I found this while looking around Youtube on my off-day. Richard Linklater's Before Sunset is one my favorite movies. This scene is close to the end of the movie, where the protagonists, Celine and Jesse confront each other and finally get honest.
           In the first film, they spent one night together walking the streets of Vienna and they fell in love, and promised to meet at the same spot 6 months later. However, something happened, and they didn't get to meet as planned. Before Sunset is set 9 years after the first movie, when Celine and Jesse are older. He had written a book and was on a world tour. While he was in Paris, she came by, because she found out that he was speaking in her favorite bookshop. Serendipity. And then this movie is a pick-up from where they left off. The audience is also left hanging in this ending, because it doesn't finish quite right away, there is no happily ever after, everything is just implied...(assumed?:-)).

           If i thought it true before, I still feel the same way now. I could probably just imagine myself doing the same rant she did in this scene...(and I can talk as fast too, but sans French accent, of course.:-)) And yes, I agree, "the concept that we can only be complete with one person is evil." But, having that one, The One person would of course, make all the difference.
           I'm not jaded, no, and what she says may not necessarily reflect my feelings for just one person, nor do they talk about a single incident in my life, but...since I can be a very hopeless romantic most times, I'm drawn to characters who shine despite their vulnerability.
           (Like I keep saying, I'm easy to please.)

          Sometimes life puts us in situations where we get to experience something real, or close...we may want it to go on and on and never ever end, but if it isn't the right time, it will fall apart, pushed and ragged, wasted before it was even beautiful.

           I first read about Before Sunrise (the prequel) from a Time magazine (I think) I spied on a friend's magazine rack...it was a Corliss and Ebert review of the "intriguing" little film about a French girl and a young American who met on a train and go around Vienna. They said that aside from the great dialogue, Julie Delpy was great in it because she was gorgeous and "swears in three languages."

           I saw the film finally some time after reading the review, and I was immediately taken, touched, and convinced. Maybe I don't want a "knight-in-shining-armor", nor a tragic, lovestruck hero who'll promise me the moon and stars and swallow poison for me...perhaps, I want something and someone much, much simpler. 

           My life's love story doesn't have to be made of dreams and stars and pomp, nor tragic music...I'm perfectly amenable with my life not being movie material. The less complications, the less tears, the less deceptions and lies, the better... Unlike the characters I like to read so much in books, I want my own love lifestory to be interesting, but delightfully safe and secure. 

            Don't get me wrong, I am not patterning my life after this  but I'll be honest, if I were to fall in love, it will be with the unassuming protagonist (mysterious or not) that I could talk to for hours who shared the same interests, be it around Viennese/Paris streets or anywhere else, for that matter. I'd be well and happy with that.

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In this scene, the were just about to say goodbye.

Celine: So, I want to try something.
Jesse: What?
Celine: [hugs him] I want to see if you stay together or if you dissolve into molecules.
Jesse: How'm I doing?
Celine: Still here.
Jesse: Good, I like being here.

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(Yes, I liked being there...)

    

Video: New Moon

Ok, so maybe the HD quality of the movie trailer's making me want to go see it. :-)

The cannibal song

For "the game.".

(Gets them everytime.)

:-)

Happiness Definition of the Moment:

...being in an accidental conversation until the wee hours of morning with someone you can talk to like a best friend. Only cuter.

JPH102409, 1130pm - 430 AM. 4 peace smokes and lots of laughs, lit and life talk = happiness.

(Had me smiling the whole day.)

even if it was peppered with knocking on the wrong door 5 times.

hehe.

(This is a concrete definition, I suppose.)

:-)

Knocking on the wrong door can be pretty embarrassing.

Do You Love Me?

"Maybe it's indigestion..." :-)

(Now I know. :-))

Alexander Skarsgard

I spent most of the night watching True Blood Season 2 episodes online...

Alexander Skarsgard is not just handsome, he's beautiful. :-) Symmetrical features, beautiful bone structure, impressive height, cool confidence, smarts... *sighs*



( I'll get over this crazy crush soon, I suppose.)

As my cousin would say... "Muy CALIENTE!"

I adopted a baby...

I adopted a baby...

...on Facebook's baby adopter one time. I saw it on someone's facebook page and I thought, hey, that would be cool, I could feed the baby and stuff and keep it happy...

(Kind of like a pet, huh?)

So, I adopted, chose one named Taylor who had a saucy stance, and had her tongue out. I thought that was cute and funny, so I picked her...

Ten minutes into the thing, after I fed her and all, I started thinking...what if she gets so hungry and I won't be able to feed her? What if  I get so busy with work that I won't be able to play with her? I took it seriously, of course, even if it was just a game.

(...and why does she look so much like that crazy doll in Chuckie*?LOL)

That got me to thinking, though...Facebook games are just fun and all, but if you didn't like something, you could delete it, or give it back. Having a baby, a real live one would be a big responsibility. How about those people who couldn't "redo" having one or "delete" their baby? Don't get me wrong, I like babies, and I'd have at least three, but this whole baby game on facebook was just a bit of a freak-out.

And so, 30 mins after I had her, I gave her back...

I'll try again next week. :-)

~ S.

* Chuckie the doll gave me a month's worth of nightmares after I saw that movie about the possessed doll. 

Girl in Pic: a cute kid I saw in OPD...I'd like my kid to be as peppy and full of life as she. :-)

Heebie jeebies

A boy i used to like in Med School gave me this ebook.

It's a great read.

:-)

Chocolate

Dioly's Chocolate.

( I like chocolate that comes in boxes.)

My Comfort Music

Last night I was up until really late, downloading songs that Pop (my father) wanted. It was mostly a collection of songs from the seventies, sounds he grew up on, which reminded him of "the good times" in college. It was a long, long list of things...the downloading queue made for an incredibly long wait (I wanted to get it burned and ready the next day).

The big excited smile on Pop's face was rewarding enough when I presented that cd of songs earlier tonight...we promptly launched a game of "Name That Tune". I'd pick out songs on the pc and he'd guess what he would hear on the headphones. He sang along to most of the songs, of course, with eyes closed and soulful belting ensuing...

My pop is a big music fan, but he's mostly into the rock, blues, folk and country, Motown, that kind...music from the seventies, so I grew up listening to that kind of music myself. Why, when I turned eighteen, he belted out a totally rockin' version of Alice Cooper's "Eighteen". (Beat that.:-p.)I feel more familiar with the genre, I could probably sing to Jimi Hendrix or the Temptations or Don Mclean without breaking into a sweat.

Now, I don't know how that would be useful these days, but I call it comfort music, a touch of the familiar that soothes/excites/enlivens any occasion. A band called Sly and the Family stone, their party staple during the seventies, has some great songs with funky lyrics that help boost your confidence. Wild Cherry's "Play that funky music, White Boy" gets me dancing (without my meaning to), and gives me a good, fun workout... I would know if a guy was "the One", if he made me feel like what The Temptations sang of in "My Girl". Hmm, what else? Oh, musicals are the most fun...Jesus Christ Superstar's a house favorite (i.e. I can sing it both in and out of the bathroom).

I like different types of music, of course, and currently into Indietronic, after a friend gave me some cool samples... but when i need a good picker-upper, I always go back to my seventies music roots...

:-)

What's your comfort music?

Video: True Blood Season 2

Eric and Sookie. Yey.

:-)

I'm a big Eric Fan.

STR for stroke

There was one time just recently, when someone called me on the phone to ask for me help, and ask about what he was having. Normally, the proper way to diagnose a patient would be to do a history (i.e. inteview) and examine him/her fully....and get only necessary labs to confirm  the diagnosis. This would be impossible to do over the phone, so after getting an over-all assessment from a brief interview, it would be best to guide the patient as to what steps to take next...

    Strokes are pretty common occurrences, and they can happen to anyone within a susceptible demographic, so if in case you are placed in a situation where you need to decide whether a person needs medical help, the cut card below would come really handy. It's a simple way to assess. 

(Photo credit: http://www.ehow.com/how_2352831_recognize-stroke-symptoms.html )     

     There is a disclaimer, of course, because medical expertise could not be substituted with online articles, but I think that this would be a very useful way to assess. Every second counts. The sooner you can identify, the faster the person can be treated, the better the outcome will be.

For rainy days

Boy pulling Buoy. October 5, 2009. Dumaguete City.

Incognito

October 1st, 2009
6:00 PM
How Yang Chinese Restaurant
Perdices Street, Dumaguete City

A few more days of thinking is bound to do me some good. I still haven't decided 100% as to what I really want to do.

I actually came here because I had a burger craving...they're the same people behind the famous burgers from "Taster's Delight". Eating this burger, and pronto, was all I could think about this morning.

And so, I had that...all it's childhood memory-inducing "mayo-loaded" magic... The exquisite delight of biting into it and savoring it reminded me of how the feared food critic must've have felt like when he bit into Remy the Rat's "Ratatouille", of the movie of the same name. (Oh, it must have been heavenly!).

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How Yang has the best ambience when you want to do some thinking. This restaurant has nice, ergonomic chair and table sets, good lighting as well as subdued music. Very satisfactory. 

I'm a big fan of bright lights and wide-open spaces... and would think of myself rightfully saddened if placed in cramped, dark areas with not a hint of breeze and seemingly no hope of society.

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Although I sometimes wish to remain incognito and do my reading in peace, I find that I cannot always do so.  There will always be someone I could run into, asking about me, and exchanging pleasantries will always be the norm. This does not bother me much, although, I do prefer not be called by the title of Doctor, when I'm dressed in jean shorts, a ratty t-shirt and rubber thongs. 

I do recall a time when I was quietly devouring a cup of Takoyaki (Squid) balls in a corner of a busy busy side store, when suddenly, a nurse from the hospital I used to work at addressed me with a smile (no less), "Why, Dr. M____, it's you!" I remember smiling sheepishly, a tad embarrassed at having been found in less dignified a manner.

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      Making major decisions is not something I take lightly...it usually takes me a while. I hope I make it in time, though. 

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      I am simply amazed by the unrelenting efforts of our countrymen. After relief, there will be a need for rehabilitation. Those who have given their time, effort and resources are the real heroes.

      And, I think Gerald Anderson is a dream. :-) Such daring, such heroism... (gushing, here.)