Book Review: Warm Bodies

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Title: Warm Bodies

Author: Isaac Marion

Rating: 5/5

R may have enjoyed eating flesh and brains, at some point of his zombie life, but comparing him to his other dead colleagues, he is different. He imagines and dreams. One event has changed his perception to his food and the main reason was Julie, a girl he met and chooses to save for some unknown reason. His decision to bring her with him might be a mistake but while they were together, an eerie relationship was built between the two. With their strange situation, it might be irrational but R’s emotional inclination was getting stronger and as time passes Julie’s change of perception towards R was also changing but their togetherness won’t be agreed upon by the people and zombies surrounding them.

After a moment of battle between reading the book and watching the movie first, my verdict was to watch the movie since I was too curious (and very very excited!) as to what the story is all about which in effect is a downside for me. My imaginative capacity cannot identify which is from the book and which is from the movie since it’s overlapping in my brain but watching the movie gives me the excitement of reading the book more.

The story was set in a post-zombie-apocalyptic phase and as expected, there are killings and brain-eatings in this novel. I don’t even know if a zombie apocalypse is possible but, from the advanced sciences, genetic mutations and experimentation undergone everyday, it’s not impossible to happen. I have questioned myself if I would be surviving a post-zombie-apocalypse and I’m betting that I wouldn’t. If I’ll be one of the characters or one of the casts in ‘The Walking Dead’ TV series, I’d totally be dead in the first episode of the first season and if I don’t die from a zombie bite, I’d probably die of a heart attack.

Isaac Marion has brilliantly written and uniquely elaborated his idea of an unusual interaction of a zombie and a human being as well as the idea of what really is lurking inside a zombie’s brain. My thoughts on the book were eccentric, unusual and captivating, from the story-line to the characters. The title itself has given me some excitement as to what the story was all about. As for the movie, of course, as expected, there were some few changes made by the producers and the directors to make it more appealing to the viewers but all in all, I would rate it 5/5 if you have no interest in basing it with the book while 4/5 comparing it with the book.

My say on Typhoon Haiyan

A month has passed when Typhoon Yolanda/ Typhoon Haiyan struck the central part of the Philippines and the provinces in Visayas were completely devastated leaving the people helpless. Lives lost. Houses completely obliterated. Missing loved ones. No food. No water. No electricity. They’ve got nothing but faith and hope and the whole world felt the sense of yearning philanthropy thus, each and every one tries their best to contribute something and give aid to those in need.

We were focused with the current events and every single day their reports were about the updates on how the people were doing. They were tracking how the government responded on the tragic losses of the people in Visayas. It was sad to hear that despite with what happened, there are still people who take advantage of this devastation, and focus on their personal desires. Some blame the government for their slow response while the president blames the local government, who is also affected by the typhoon. It’s depressing that despite all what’s happened they get to blame each other where in fact they should just give help and encourage everyone to stay strong.

Each and every one find ways on how to help, how to contribute and how to alleviate the sadness and losses of the people. From singers, actors, artists and even regular people who work their asses somewhere out there, still wanted to give help and were struck by the disheartening effect of the typhoon. It’s just sad that SOME from the Philippine government doesn’t give what those people, who were affected, deserve. From what happened, I found hope in our humanity that we still care for each other no matter what. Let’s continue giving and spreading love to each other especially that Christmas is coming. Let’s make every day Christmas time.

 

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Day 7: Easy A

I don’t really know what’s with my obsession with the “Easy A” movie but I have watched it for like the nth time and I can even watch it every single day without vomiting. I mean, really! It was perfection! I bow down to the writers and the director of this movie and especially to Emma Stone who was able to portray perfectly the character of Olive Penderghast. And I will admit from the chosen music to the witty remarks it was totally alluring and entertaining. I love it. I love it. I love it. (A million times) And I totally pity the people who still haven’t watched it. Anyways, I have enlisted (in fact I watched it and rewind it again) my favorite lines and convos of the different characters and I have also inserted a trailer of the movie. If anyone who’s reading this still hasn’t watched it, please please please, I’m begging you, watch it!!! It was the best movie ever!

Favorite lines: 
 
If Google earth were a guy he couldn’t find me if I was dressed up in a ten story building.
 
George is not a sexy name. George is like what you name your teddy bear not the name you wanna scream when you’re in a climax.
 
Olive: I’m not that kinda girl
Rhi: Oh really! The kinda doesn’t or the kinda does it and doesn’t have the lady balls to tell her best friend
 
Mary Ann: Listen, I’m not the one that you have to answer to for your depraved behaviour. There’s a higher power that will judge for your indecency.
Olive: Tom Cruise?
 
Olive: You guys know that I was here all weekend right?
Mom: Yes, you were upstairs.
Dad: yeah
Olive: You would testify to that?
Mom: Yeah
Dad: I would take a bullet for you, you know that. Right between the eyes and I would slit my throat rather than say something to someone that you didn’t want me to say.
Olive: That’s not necessary dad, but that is comforting
Dad: That’s how I am. That’s how I roll. That’s how I do.
 
Remember how I told you Google Earth couldn’t find me if I was dressed up as a ten story building? Well the next day, it could find me if I was dressed in a crack on a sidewalk. That’s the beauty of being a girl in high school. People hear you had sex once and BAM you’re a bimbo. I really didn’t mean for the light to put me in the map but I gotta admit I kinda like being in a map.
 
Nina: Perhaps you should embroider a red A on your wardrobe you abominable tramp.
Olive: Perhaps you should get a wardrobe you abominable twat!
 
Mary Ann: Seems as if someone’s on a downward spiral.
Olive: Seems as if someone’s practicing the mundane activity should be settle with the rest of our pathetic life
Mary Anne: I just hope for your sake you at least had the good sense to use protection
Olive: Why? Your parents didn’t.
Mary Ann: You’re going to hell
Olive: Just as long as you won’t be there.
Mary Ann: I can assure you, I won’t.
 
Olive: I got sent to the principal today.
Mom: Did you win a medal or something?
Olive: Not exactly. I used inappropriate language in English class. Although we’re reading a book that I personally deemed wildly inappropriate for our age group…
Mom: What did you say?
Olive: Let’s just say it was inappropriate word.
Dad: What did it start with?
Olive: A snide comment from a snotty girl in our class.
Dad: No. I mean what letter did it start with?
Olive: Oh, T.
Dad and Mom: Oh T.. T. T. T. T. T. T.
 
Brandon: Hi. Is there an Olive here?
Mom: There’s a whole jar of them in the fridge.
Brandon: Sorry. I must’ve the wrong address.
Mom: Oh just kidding com’on in. Any friend of Olive’s is a friend of our daughter. Olive sweety, there’s a young man here to see you. He said something about asking for your hand in marriage.
Olive: Oh, happy day, Momma! Oh I thought I was gonna have to spend my diary on booze and pills tonight on loneliness….
Dad: What’s that?
Mom: Olive has a boy in her room.
Dad: A boy?
Mom: A boy.
Dad: Wow. A boy?
Mom: A boy.
Dad: A boy?
Mom: A boy.
Dad: Wow.
 
Olive: I hope you don’t mind but we had a few pre-cocktail party cocktails like before the cocktail parties with cocktails.
Melody Bosticks: Mhm.
Olive: Listen, here’s the sitch Melody Bostick. Brandon was just in the middle of telling me really funny thing which is really funny and I was wondering if umm.. there’s like a room we could go where he could finish telling me that thing that’s funny if you know what I mean.
 
Brandon: What are you doing?
Olive: Relax! Jesus, what is with you gays? Are you, are you really that repulsed by lady parts? What do you think I have down there? A gnome?
 
Brandon: Did you smell that?
Olive: Ew. Ew. Ew..
Brandon: What does it suppose to smell?
Olive: I don’t know but if it does you’re not suppose to comment on it.
Brandon: It doesn’t really smell that bad.
 
Mom: That boy from yesterday just dropped this off for you.
Olive: Well put it in the pile of gifts from my other suitors.
 
Olive: Hey Hanson.
Hanson: Hey.
Olive: I just realized the funniest thing my name is an anagram for “I love”.
Hanson: What’s uhh.. What’s an anagram?
Olive: Look it up big boy.
 
Olive to Rhi: What’s your problem?
Rhi: You really wanna know my problem is?
Olive: No… That’s a rhetorical question. I don’t wanna know anything from you.
Rhi: We’re not friends anymore.
Olive: Oh.
Rhi: We are officially over.
Olive: Oh rat.
Rhi: Hey I want my juicy swasher back.
Olive: Oooooohh.. Buuuuurrrnnn…
 
Whatever happened to chivalry? Does it only exist in 80s movies? I want John Cusack holding a boom box outside my window. I wanna ride off a lawn mower with Patrick Dempsey. I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist into the air cause he knows he got me just once I want my life to be like an 80s movie, preferably, one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason….
 
Mr. Griffith: I’m making spaghetti.
Mrs. Griffith: That’s great.
Mr. Griffith: With meat.
Mrs. Griffith: Enjoy eating your meat.
Mr. Griffith: And balls.
Mrs. Griffith: Enjoy eating your balls.
 
 

Day 5: Brace off

At last! I get to say goodbye to my braces. For almost 7 years, I have been waiting for this moment… this moment to experience the comfort of bracelessness. It was not really a burden but of course the excitement to experience the outcome of adjustments in your teeth is commendable, right?

My first reaction when my dentist removed it was excitement then suddenly… disappointment. I felt like my teeth were gone! Then I was very conscious with the feeling of no braces. It was a mixed feeling of relief and teethlessness. 😛

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Hooray! ❤ ❤ ❤

365 Days of Whateverness

Dear All,

Happy December and Christmas is just around the corner! 😀 😀 😀

I’m hoping that the blogosphere hasn’t erased me in its memory. A lot has happened over the months and I wanna punish myself for being a lazy brat! Since I’ve been gone for months and have lost my job just recently, I want to devote myself in creating something out of my ordinary life thus; since I was inspired to my friend, Arra Abella, who is making a daily post despite her busyness especially nowadays, I am going to make my 365 DAYS OF WHATEVERNESS starting today.

The aim of this challenge is for self-improvement especially in blogging, generating great ideas and sharing events and experiences to every one who cares to read my blog. I’m not pushing but just saying. 🙂 Anyway, I would be posting anything which makes me smile, laugh, cry or whichever my heart desires to share. Just a warning, it might contain, book reviews (since I love reading books but sucks at writing so I better just read), some random pictures and some ideas which just pops my head especially before I sleep.

I know it will not be easy but I will try my best to conform and post everyday the updates and moments happening in my life. I’ve been planning to do this since a couple of months ago but since I’m the best procrastinator on earth I have been ditching the idea many times but after some realizations, I am willing to make a change… for the better and I’m hoping you’ll be joining my journey to improvement and dedication to this project. I hope I can make it. Wish me luck!

Love,

Marion

Dream on

I am a dreamer and I think you all know that. I have a dream. Yes, I do and I know everyone does, but I won’t tell because it might be jinxed. Yesterday, from the moment I opened my eyes, until I got to work, until I got home and ate dinner and before I slept all I did was daydream about me and my life. What I wanna do, what my parents want me to do, and what my parents and I wanted to do with my life. It was like an MTV playing in my mind with the music playing in the car or in my earphones.

It just seems real especially before I sleep. At this very moment, I wanna do it. I wanna do what I wanna do but I’m helpless, I’m weak and I’m scared. I’m a coward and I know that. If I could just quit my job, go back to where I belong and get the most amazing job I could imagine and get a house of my own and get something I wanna wear for the day, I’d be happy. It’s not as simple as 1, 2, 3 or A, B, C. I’m looking for that courageous part of me still floating in the air waiting to be called. I know I can call it anytime but I’m still waiting for that right moment. When is that right moment? I. Don’t. Know.

I wanna be free! I wanna embrace the realities of life but at the same time, I don’t want to leave the fantasies lurking with it. When I’m in a good mood, I feel bold, confident and waiting to be wild but it just won’t get there. Sometimes I feel like being a bitch but I can’t. I wanna lose it in my system, these goody-two-shoes attitude which gets me nowhere, but like what I’ve said, I just can’t.

At the end of the day, whatever happened throughout my day, I try to forget and I move on and, again, I dream on.

Farewell, Ali!

This one’s for you Ali! When I found out about what happened, I relived those memories with you and I realized those moments were few but I won’t fret because although, most of it are coincidental meet-ups, I believe those were happy moments.

For those few years I’ve known you, you were the easy-going, jolly and very positive type of person and I admire you for that. Who would ever forget a person like you who always smiles? I never knew your condition until now that you’re gone, since you never told me.

Did you remember that moment when we coincidentally met at NAIA never knowing we have the same flight to Jeddah? I’m grateful you were with me during that flight because it was one of our bonding moments. You offered the seat beside you and I told you that if no one will be seating there I’d be your seatmate… we’re lucky.

Did you remember that before we left Manila, you looked so normal, but when we arrived Jeddah you were bloated? I will never forget the moment when you showed me your feet puffed up like a balloon and I was so shocked! You can’t wear your sneakers properly and you have to adjust the ties but you were smiling and laughing because of my reaction. I never knew your condition, Ali but why didn’t you tell me? We had 10 hours to talk about it but you never did. I guess, we weren’t really that close.

After that year I found out you stopped going to school because of your condition and I’m still oblivious as to what’s going on but it never bothered me. I just know that you were on dialysis and that’s it. I thought you’d be fine because you seem to be.

I’m sorry for nagging you about my Chang book but you can’t blame me, I love that Chemistry book! LOL. I remember the moments when we coincidentally come upon each other in UST grounds, you were always smiling from afar and when you approach me, you would tickle me.

I know our moments were few but it’s memorable. Did you remember our last bonding moment? It was crystal clear in

Our last photo together

Our last photo together

my mind. My friends and I were waiting for Ian Somerhalder to show up at Mall of Asia, there were lots of people waiting (mostly girls, you know it!) with us. While waiting, I just turned my head to the right and there you were with your brothers. You were holding that broad smile and I was surprised again. I thought after we see Ian, we would take apart but I never expected you and your brothers would be staying with us. We ate lunch together. Did you remember you were my partner when we played billiards? We won! I was so caught up I never thought that day would end.

You know what, I believe that everything happens for a reason and I am grateful that I saw you that day, that I met your cool brothers, that we made memories before I leave for Jeddah, but I am sad because I never thought it would be our last bonding moment. It will never happen again.

You will definitely be missed, Ali. Many people will miss your coolness and positive views, your smile and laugh, your jollies and jokes. I believe you are in a better place now.

Rest in Peace, Alirezah Ali 1990- 2013

Undecided

“Sometimes, Gin, life leaves you without directions, without guideposts or signs. When this happens, you just have to pick a direction and run like hell.” – Aunt Peg, The 13 Little Blue Envelopes by Maureen Johnson

I love this quote from the novel I’m recently reading. I’m also undecided of what I wanna do with life because there are so much things I wanna do and what I want to be. It’s very confusing which is which but the bottom part of it all is I wanna explore more of the world and life.

Voicing out my cries

Be aware

More than a couple of months have passed and until now I still  feel threatened and traumatized with what happened to me.

I am dedicating this post for those people who were harassed, abused or taken advantaged of, sexually or not sexually.  I’ve been longing to post this from the moment it happened. I felt really ashamed of what happened and whenever I remember it, it disgust me! I am waiting for the right moment to post this and I felt that the right moment came. I am composed and I am ready to voice out my cries to you or to someone who is concerned.

It was my 2nd month at my first work and I’ve been feeling at ease and adjusted already. I knew the people around me and I’ve been very friendly with all of them especially with the bosses (of course!). Little did I know that my boss has a special interest in me.

One evening, it was past 5 and my colleague and I were talking. He passed by our window and talked with us. He started talking about our tardy co-workers and their warning letters, then suddenly in the middle of his sentence, he stopped. He entered the lab and called my name, so I followed him to his office for I thought it was just a routine work related instruction. He made me sit adjacent to him. At first he complimented and gave me flattering remarks in relation to my work attitude. For all the compliments he said, I only responded a ‘Thank you, Sir’. Then he initiated to shake my hand. TWICE! After that, he asked for my mobile number and also asked who I’m living with which I thought are irrelevant and very personal questions. I responded politely and answered all his questions. Then, he started touching my hands and touching my face and it really made me felt uneasy so after a few seconds I asked if I could leave because I really felt uncomfortable but he didn’t seem to hear me. Then he asked if my ‘Thank You’s’ could be replaced by a hug and a kiss which surprised me. But since I’ve noticed from my past encounters with him, he always jokes around, I thought he was just joking though it felt really uneasy but I didn’t show him. Then suddenly, he opened his arms wide in gesture of asking for a hug, I was caught in between of just shaking his hand and giving him a hug but since I could not refuse (since he’s my boss) I gave-in in a surprised manner and I was really feeling anxious. He gave me a kiss on the cheek while he was hugging me. I was surprised. I immediately moved away. I felt violated with the way he treated me. Before leaving his office he advised me not to mention it to anyone but I couldn’t hold my silence. The moment I stepped out of his office, I was shaking and I was so scared that I didn’t know what to do. When I went back to my post, my colleague was asking me what he told me and I was speechless. I was so scared and I was about to cry but I held it all back. I told her everything! I was asking her opinion if I should tell it to my parents or not. I started asking the opinions of my friends. One of my friends told me not to mention it to my parents but the other one told me to mention it to them so I was undecided.

After 4 days of sleepless nights, I couldn’t take it anymore. I told my mother and she was furious (not the scandalous kind of furious but she really wanted to talk to my boss and I was so scared I just couldn’t let her). We debated what to do but I was really decided to leave and resign. My father was calm about it and talked to me. He explained to me that it was not my fault and I didn’t do anything wrong so, why would I leave my job? He told me to talk to the head of the lab and explain to him everything, and so I did (with the support of my mom). After that, our head told me to go to the Human Resources to report my complaint. The abuser went to my mom’s office to explain his side but my mother didn’t let him. He was like, “I need to talk to you, in front of her (pointing at me)”. THE NERVE!

What I wanted to point out is that from all the trouble, my restlessness, my depression and my anxiety, NOTHING HAPPENED! They didn’t even suspend him! Knowing that this country is very conservative (I MEAN VERY VERY CONSERVATIVE THAT EVEN SHAKING A FEMALE’S HAND IS NOT ALLOWED), we thought they’d work on it. My mother was actually expecting them to fire him out but I told her that it would be grave until when he started asking his staff to lie for him telling the Human Resources people that he was in the office while that incident happened (THE EFF!). So here’s what I’m gonna tell you people who were investigating this case:

To Mr. AB, first of all, you didn’t know how scared I was and you didn’t know what I’ve been through. If you think that it is okay here in this place to hug and kiss a girl then think again! You may not have grown up here and I may be a Christian but I know and I respect the culture and tradition of this place so I hope you do too (especially you who is a native of this place). And if you were thinking that I am making up this story then you’re wrong! Never would I make up a story to destroy someone’s reputation! I know you two were bestest friends so no doubt about it, you’ll never hear me out. YES, I KNOW! Pity your bestest friend is a sex offender. Did you even know that he has also done it to someone other than me? She didn’t complain and I think you know why. I admit, I am a weakling and you were asking why he chose me? Well, ask him! Why ask me? My theory is, I will admit, I am shy, a weakling and a gullible kid. I easily trust people and that is my biggest mistake.

To one mister and two miss, I didn’t know what your opinions were when I explained to you my side but I hope you’ve analyzed the incident. (But I think that you didn’t analyze it well). HA!

What I am only asking is protection people! From what I’ve observed, you didn’t support my side. How about those other women who were abused?!?! How could they ask for your help when you are tolerating these kinds of action?!?!?! Now I am still fighting. If you all know how hard it is for me to see him every single day. It scares me! And at the same time, it disgusts me! My heart leaps out and runs away from my body. Actually, whenever I see him, my tendency is to run away. To leave. To run far away from the lab but I couldn’t. Right now, as long as I don’t see him, I feel better.

To the most disgusting person I’ve known, I wouldn’t stress myself to you. I would continue, live my life and I would just laugh and wait for your karma.