the zeppelin of burning dreams

She was the flinging of silhouettes

In his dismal midnight flight

Where he stared in strategic stupor

As if none of him knew such sight…

He was close to being tragic

At the touch of her glance

On his cheeks mark such yesterday

Which corrupted his mortal trance.

But he knew that atonement

Was the payment for one brush

Of her knee to his calloused fingers

On divine will he laid his trust

A taste of wavering woe

Between grief and misbegotten glee

Yet all he recognized was frenzy

His bestial state allowed him to see.

And so he gave in to the call,

Contested the last of his restraint

Only to find out that revelations

Knew too much of this saint.

 

She wore the veil of one paradise

Of an anonymous slight

Too late that he had passioned

For ardor professed in black light.

 

     I don't want to write about the new Batman film.  Everyone knows it's a box office smash for only one reason -- Heath Ledger.  Heh.

So, I will focus my attention on Mamma Mia! The Movie.

This is one film that the BF absolutely refuses to go see with me.  I've managed to make him watch Sex & the City, but he draws the line on this one.  I had to enlist the services of my sister. 

My Waterloo, is the songs in ABBA Gold (the greatest hits album).  Because I hung out with my Auntie and her London friends a lot while I was in the UK, I guess their love for ABBA rubbed off on me.  They played the CD at home, in the car and we also watched the musical at the West End.  Knowing Me, Knowing You was particularly dedicated to one of their friends who had an affair in their earlier years together.

The musical was lots of fun, people in the audience imagined themselves as the Dancing Queen during the encore, singing & dancing with the cast.

ABBA had been so prolific with their songwriting that someone had managed to string all the songs together to make story out of them.  So I say Thank You for the Music to the Swedish group for writing sickenly sweet songs.

The film is set in a remote Greek island and stars Meryl Streep as the mother of a bride-to-be, who has invited 3 men to her wedding -- any one of which is possibly her long-lost father.  It starts with the bride (forgot who she is) singing I Have A Dream.

Streep can carry a tune but Brosnan was just awful !!!

The film was very much the same as the musical it was based on -- except for the singing.  It the film, it was rather dreadful.  It's silently crying out S.O.S.

It was an all-star cast, but they might have been better off casting unknowns, to be honest.  However, Streep did manage to make a moving scene while singing The Winner Takes It All.  The Chiquitita sure can act.

The Meditteranean setting was just breathtaking... if not for the subtitles.

Yes, my friends.  The film had subtitles for the bits where the people sang.  It disappeared when they spoke, but returned when they resume singing.

I guess the people making this film wanted to replicate the sing-along atmosphere that the musical exuded, but the subtitles are just plain awkward and just ruined my appreciation of the scenery.

To sum it all up, the film is like a very camp Charlie & the Chocolate Factory -- very sweet but gives the impression that a disco ball is twirling in the cinema the whole time.

But do I like it?  I Do, I Do, I Do.

If you're familiar with ABBA, Take a Chance on Mamma Mia!  If not, then just be a Super Trouper and go see it for fun.  If you do, Does Your Mother Know?  Because she might want to come along, probably with  Fernando if she knows someone by that name.  Money, Money, Money may be an issue, but I'm sure you'll work something out.

And with that, Lord please Gimme Gimme Gimme (A Man After Midnight)!  Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away?

I spout a lot of rubbish sometimes and today's no exception!

 

 

My worst habit must be writing poetry...although i must say it's one of my many abilities.

Poetry revives things i'd rather forget.

Poetry is the heighest form of my intellectual masturbation

Though it always follow my demise.

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Today i found myself unearthing old cd's...way back to my Aesma Daeva, Penumbra, and Tristania days.

Sigh...

Nostalgic. HAunting...

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Our team manager called me early this morning...She was asking if i'm a hundred percent sure about going to Penang and if my parents have approved on it.

I said yes but she insisted for the truth.

Apparently, my dad had called them threatening to press charges if they allowed me to compete on this international race.

And that kinda pissed me...what the hell was he thinking???

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Last night, out of nowhere he said i was beautiful. He never saw that before since i was always wasted. He finds me interesting and all those things but never beautiful.

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Patrick sent me an email. Told me i still turn him on. Too much for my ego that i was again wishing him all the world's torment. I wish him death.

I'm not really picky as to how i would want him to die but i wish it'd be  slow and painful. Brain cancer would suffice.

As you may have noticed in my previous entry, yesterday hasn't been a good one for me. There was big trouble over at the love department, but things are okay now. We have settled our differences and finally agreed to compromise. For how long the white flag will be up? I don't know. But I am determined to keep the promises that I made and be more understanding and patient.

Enough of the love stuff. Let's move on to the objects of my lust for the moment:

 

Elikon 535

Smena 8M

Diana+

Colorsplash

Vivitar Ultra Wide & Slim

Hay. Adik na talaga!

You may never missed a single mass and still be clueless about your faith. You may be very diligent into your work and still not happy about what you’re doing. You may be studying really hard but you still feel so ignorant. You may be dating a lot of men/women but still feel so lonely. You may be trying your best to be a faithful spouse but you still see yourself having an affair with someone else. You may have memorized the bible and still confused by what it's written.

And the list can go on.

I learned that you can be very religious and still feel lost... just like Niccodemus.

I'm back at work after having 3 days off last week.

 

I DID NOTHING FOR 5 DAYS AND IT WAS GOOD.

 

I have had at least 2 hellish weeks before that and this week the big boss is coming over from the UK, so I'm bound to be swamped by work.

I have decided to take a few days off in between.  I could've gone to a beach somewhere, chilled out for a few days, but instead I stayed at home and vegged out on the couch.

I know it's not that exciting, but I wasn't in the mood for adventure. 

After 5 days of nothing, I am now ready for 6 weeks of suffering.

 

I love my job with Ayala. Hahaha. :p Everyday's just so new and exciting and a chance to book a sale!

Just this morning, one of my friend's moms requested for yet another site trip for Serendra--and this time she's bringing her friends with her! Yebah! Just the thought of another site trip (and for probably the biggest group of people yet) makes me anxious...in a good way!

My mentor at work (who reminds me a lot like Brian--a sales-oriented version of him) told me last night that this is what's important: maintaining a positive attitude. You'll never know when you'll close a deal--but as long as you're covering all your bases, your chances are increasing every day.

I just hope I keep getting better and better. They think I'm doing well for someone new--or that at least I'm trying as hard as I can. And I am! And it doesn't feel like it's a chore at all, because I'm having so much fun and learning along the way.

Who knew work can make me this happy? Hahaha.

 

 

Aaaaarrrrggghh!!!!