Let It Go (African Tribal Version)

I can’t say that this is the best version out there, but this one’s probably the cutest and most pleasing to the ears for so many reasons! For one, they have a kiddie choir to back up the 2 main singers (who were both oozing with talent and unique voices themselves). Just hearing them do a couple of oh-oh’s and some African chants that echoes even just in the background gives me the chills. Plus, hearing the harmony among their combined voices makes it even more applaudable since any inspirational song backed up with a powerful choir ALWAYS makes it 100 times more beautiful!

Aside from the cutest choir, I also love the little lead girl because she’s already got a very strong voice at that age and height!! I mean, her lungs probably aren’t even that mature yet! Kidding aside, I love how she sings even more powerful and heartwarming than a lot of adult singers nowadays.

I also love the whole African vibe this version gives. The instruments they used, the style of Alex Boye’s singing and the tribal theme (love the white tribal marks on their faces) of the video just makes it worth playing on repeat mode! I know I did while writing this!

Also, I loved the other girl who was also part of the choir on 1:38 (not in the pedophiliac way, but more of a motherly way gumaganun?)! She looks exactly like Camilla Belle when she was young! Watch the Jurassic Park and see how she looks like her doppelganger way back.

Who would’ve thought that a song made for a movie set in a frozen country would become even more beautiful with the added African vibe? Truly, when opposites attract, they also bring out the best in each other! I loved this and as usual, like any other beautiful work of art, it made me break into tears! What can I do, I’m such a softie and sucker for such beautiful demonstrations!

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nakiki-Starting Over Again (A Valentine Entry and a spoiler)

I saw this with my boyfriend, B yesterday for our pre-Vday date and I couldn’t help but make my own review after reading Spot.ph’s movie review this morning. I’m a big fan of shallow, romantic comedies ever since so this being a bit deeper than the usual rom-coms, forgive me if I get too biased with my review, but I’ll do my best not to be! Also, I’d like to say that this is how I interpreted the movie with my own mind and heart so don’t get mad if we don’t think alike or if ever I say something you might not agree with.

I’d like to start off by saying that I liked this film a looooooooot! It’s like the same appreciation I had and still have for the “mature” local movies “One More Chance“, “‘Til There Was You“, “My Amnesia Girl” and the like. Aside from being just another love story, it also imparts the basic and obvious knowledge or “how to” of moving on, not just from a bad break-up but also from a mistake that might have been left hanging in the past. I’m putting an emphasis on MATURE because I would never have appreciated this movie as much if I’m not already in my early twenties or if I still haven’t had any love problems myself. Notice that those movies I mentioned above portray stories of lovers who are most probably in their twenties to thirties so that gives them the classification of a MATURE ROM-COM in my vocabulary! I cannot believe I can already relate to these movies. I remember watching One More Chance for the first time back in high school, (I think) and cannot feel anything at all! Not even a single teardrop fell!

That isn’t the case this time because I woke up having swollen eyelids and heart hangover. Of course, I commend Toni and the rest of the cast for this and for bringing yet again, comedic relief to the big screen. Since I’m such a big fan of her wit and natural talent for delivering these types of roles, I liked her performance throughout the film, except for maybe a few immature gestures she did for the “college student Ginny” (which is understandable and needed). I also loved (of course) how she made me cry a couple of times, the hardest was when she and her friend were drinking and feeling remorseful over their previous relationships. Iza’s role portrayal was equally commendable. There was a time, which I pointed out to B that I felt like Iza was being sarcastic (in an irritating way) when she speaks especially to Toni’s character, Ginny; though she was kind and composed all throughout even when she was unexpectedly confronted by her. Piolo was as usual very much passionate and natural in portraying his role. He can very much be a professor in real life and his passion? It shows in his eyes! San ka pa?

Although we already know how these people act, we’ve already seen them in different movies and teleseryes, what surprised me and caught me off guard was the REAL REASON behind Ginny’s sudden change of mind or heart towards the love of her life, Marco. I couldn’t hold back my tears and I know that it has something to do with my own story. I did not see it coming and I just felt sorry for B all of a sudden. I know I said that this was a review and it still is, but it won’t hurt to say that this movie has really taught me a lesson. 

After reading this review http://www.spot.ph/entertainment/55626/movie-review-starting-over-again, and the more heartfelt comments posted by other moviegoers, it helped me value my relationship with B even more. When I read the review, I felt bad thinking that there are some who choose to think that career should always be prioritized over love and in choosing the latter over the former makes you weak or stupid. Like the other critics, I disagree with the Spot’s movie review in a way because the point of the movie should be emphasized on having a decent closure with someone you left hanging in the past, thus helping you both to move on; although the topic versus love and career is also something I’d like to give an opinion on. 

For me, it doesn’t matter what you choose, but choosing love over career shouldn’t make you stupid. In fact, there are some who chose love over their careers and ended up being the most respectable wives and mothers in this day and age of strong, independent and successful career women. In the same way, it also shouldn’t pressure others into choosing love over career especially when they know in their hearts that their dream is headed towards that end of the road. So it’s just a matter of being true to yourself and finding God’s purpose and plan for you and putting those into action.

Another thing that I loved about the movie was Patty’s (Iza Calzado’s character) speech during the confrontation scene. Ginny pushed her too far thinking that Marco still loves her and asking Patty to give him up. It was then that Patty told her that their relationship has room for mistakes and that in love, there shouldn’t be fear and all that jazz. It was also then that I realized that Marco will choose her in the end and I was right! I personally think that if Marco chose Ginny then that earnest speech would’ve been put to waste. It would’ve been a shame.

 It wasn’t a hardcore drama but you can’t deny the fact that it left a dent in your heart because it was something that a lot can relate to. Fortunately, the story had a very unexpected, but happy ending. It was truly a very meaningful one and I wouldn’t mind watching it over and over again.

As for my realizations, I find them very timely since B and I have been going through so much for the past months. It was just yesterday when we first went out again after a long time and I needed this to enlighten my very clouded mind. This movie slapped me in the face and helped me see what I was missing because I was busy looking at the bad stuff. I couldn’t stop complaining and doubting him when all he does is love me! This guy is one of the best things that happened to me and I’m going to lose him for sure if I don’t act on it right now. I’m not saying that the movie’s entirely responsible for this change of heart. I’m sure that this is going to be a long process. I started working on my attitude and outlook a few weeks ago and I obviously still need a lot of work, but I’m glad to know that with or without topak, he still chooses to stand by me (love is a choice indeed). Isn’t that the sweetest? I know he says that he’s the luckiest man on earth a looooooooooot, but I can’t deny that I’m blessed too with the best person on earth!

Babe, if ever you read my blog again and see this, just remember what I told you on the bus ride home yesterday. Happy Valentine’s Day and I love you very, very much! I couldn’t be happier, not without you!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

Secrets of Happy couples!

http://ph.she.yahoo.com/video/9-everyday-secrets-happy-couples-020709839.html

Since Valentine’s day is coming up, I wanted to post something different in the next few days. I guess I have been too preoccupied with job nightmare and job hunting posts that I haven’t posted anything gushy in the past months.

I saw this on yahoo (where I get the latest news and features since high school), and I liked the style and of course the tips too!

Back to my roots

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I just got back from our unexpected Ilocos trip with my family last Sunday. Though it was a 3-day trip, it was a long and tiring one despite the new express ways built to speed up your travels up in the northern provinces. Back in the day, it used to take us about 9-10 hours of non-stop driving to Ilocos, but since it was a long weekend, city dwellers flock to their respective trips out of the city. Of course, this was expected since most people were either itching to go out of town whenever a long weekend comes up or still hung up on the holidays, therefore grabbing every opportunity to extend it as long as possible.Image

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So there we were, stuck in a stretch of slow moving (and at times, non-moving), north –bound Manilenyos on their way to Baguio mostly. I only realized this when one by one, cars disappeared behind us as we neared the forked roads going to Baguio and La Union. It was almost as if 98% of those who were stuck in traffic with us in the middle of TPLEX or SCTEX were off to Baguio!

My back was hurting (don’t know what position I still haven’t tried while in the car) when we reached Candon at 10 in the evening to have dinner. It was a good thing that we had lunch at Matutina’s at 2-3pm where the food was heavenly, and which stocked up our empty, dehydrated bellies. Calculating the total travel time, it took us about 16 hours to reach Sta. Maria, Ilocos Sur where our lolo sa balikat was patiently waiting for us, laid down in his simple, white casket.

I don’t know much about where my family originated. I just assumed when we were young that my mother’s side of the family also came from Batac, Ilocos Norte since we used to go there to visit my tita’s husband’s family. Apparently, my real lolo’s (my mother’s father) family resides in Ilocos Sur, which I only came to know back in 2011 when we first visited and got to know them.

I still have no idea how this lolo whose wake we went to was also our grandfather. I think he’s a cousin of my real lolo. Don’t ask me why I didn’t even bother to ask my mother or other relatives about this. I was too preoccupied getting to know and trying to remember everyone that I forgot to ask how we are all related. What’s important is that we are all family and that they were very hospitable enough and not to mention overly-excited to relay their stories of how when they were all young, my mother’s cousins and siblings would stay in my real lolo’s house in Novaliches and play their simple and probably now non-existent games. It is nonetheless always an experience going home to that place. It always almost seems like how the American Idol finalists feel whenever they come home to theirs. Lots of excited people around, not to mention the glorious Ilocano specialties they prepared for you. It’s always a party, regardless of my lolo’s wake, this time around. Picture the movie, Elizabethtown.

After a lot of exchanges of hugs, kisses and nostalgic recollections, my cousins, siblings and my youngest tito (who seems a lot more like our cousin) set off to Vigan on our second day there. We couldn’t let this chance pass up not knowing when we will be able to come back again, so we let our parents and our other tito and tita do the reminiscing of their golden days, while we hit the road, tourists mode on. From Sta. Maria, it would take you an hour or less of travel time going to Vigan. On our way there, we had to stop over the Quirino Bridge (I don’t know what the new bridge’s called) for a few selfies and jump shots (you would think that we were out of our minds knowing that this bridge collapsed, hence the new bridge). Of course you shouldn’t miss the Philippine Sea or South China Sea on your way there too. It’s equally enthralling as the Quirino Bridge experience.

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Upon reaching Vigan, I was so frustrated to see the heavy traffic (AGAIN) brewing on the entrance. I got even more upset to know that they were celebrating Vigan’s fiesta. It wasn’t that I hated celebrations, but it occurred to me that I would have to endure yet another butt-breaking drive just to set foot in Vigan. Good thing it wasn’t so bad after all. It only took us a few minutes to get in.

We wasted no time and went straight to the empanada stalls to experience another sumptuous, once in a blue moon, authentic Ilocano meal and off we went to the heritage site. We only had a few hours to spare so we took some shots, ok more like a hundred shots, visited the church before we headed back to Sta. Maria.

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We had to stay in a nearby hotel for two night because our relatives couldn’t accommodate us all (other relatives came home to visit as well). It was actually quite relieving since I can’t stand to have a few more awkward wordless conversations with our newly-introduced relatives, especially the younger ones. Don’t get me wrong, I like talking to the older ones. My cousins on the other hand were just either too shy or snobbish, just like me, to engage in long comfortable conversations.

On our second night, we bid goodbye to everyone. I sure felt that I was going to miss everyone despite our 24-26 hours of bonding. As I’ve said, everyone’s too kind and thoughtful for you to feel otherwise.

That said, this short, unexpected trip back to my roots (partially) made me feel at home in a different way. Somehow, I feel like even though I am not a hardcore Ilocano, but by heart, I can be too.  I love the way they cook Pinakbet up in the north. I am very, very tight-fisted and not because my parents taught me to be one. My mother squeezes in a few Ilocano words when she talks to us, one we even used unknowingly ourselves for a long time thinking that it was something everyone else uses. I am very much a die-hard empanada and miki fan. I love their garlicky and salty Longganisa and I love Ilocos in general. See? I can be an Ilocana too though I don’t have any inspirational, parting, Ilocano words of wisdom to share.

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On our way home, we had to change routes, assuming that like us, people were all going back home to Manila, thus would congest the roads again. Therefore, we took the route going to Manaoag and passed by to say a few prayers and thank yous to Mama Mary.

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