The Beyond Twenty Shore

There are absolutely nice things that go with being past your teen years, but there are really some serious setbacks. I, for one, is really feeling the most of them. What, you may ask, are those things that drive me into this serious realization?  For starters,

1) No more allowances. I think that maybe if I just continued my wretched education, my parents would give me money, right? NOT. As I am now perfectly capable to work and feed myself, I think I would have to take a rain check on the allowance thing. Only, this is not true, because I'm currently wallowing in the midst of economic crisis, ergo, I'm out of job. No income, and so on.

2) You get bored and crazy at home. It's not funny when your friends have their jobs because unlike you, they did have the nerve and decency to continue their studies. (Hey, I want that, too but because I do not have money, it's not my option at the moment.)

3) You start to grow up in the meanest, harshest way possible. I mean, c'mon. Lucky are those people that while they "grow up", they can really enjoy life. They can do what they pleases, eat what they want, party all day long, or just, you know, buy Apple stuff and brag them. (Okay, not only Apple.) It's no joke when you're the opposite. Okay.

4) You feel a bit depressed. Why? Because at this point in your life, early-twenties, you needed to have that edge of being a bit established and successful. When you were just 16, you were imagining that at this age, you'll have this awesome job, you had moved out of the house and you're living independently - which is not happening.

Sometimes, you feel like "the walking dead" because your life gets frickin' crazy and boring and then you find yourself having all the time to think about everything: rainbows, Jershey Shore shiznits, even watching Jersey Shore at home coz there is nothing left to watch...You wonder about what's with Snooki that makes her famous... and Louis Vuittons you cannot have right now.

Ugh. Time to go.

Mockingjay

The title is so bland and obvious, right? But it is also straight to the point and I kind of like it. For my second review (because I totally lack of other things to talk about, lol), I'll give my two cents worth about the third book of The Hunger Games. (Yes, because it's too mainstream, I guess. But I didn't want to watch the movie without reading the book first - just like a true-blooded bookworm.) Do not read if you do not want spoilers.

Mockingjay

Of all the books in The Hunger Games series, I like Catching Fire the most; which would likely imply that I like the third one less, though there were some parts that really made my heart ache. I chose to write my review about this one because I think I would go crazy without having said all my thoughts aloud. (At this point, what I mean is to write, as I don't have anyone to share it with.) 

Some people say it is rushed, some people say it's a disaster. It wasn't really that rushed in my opinion, but rather, there weren't really much pages to put everything on. A disaster? Not really. I think I should give credits to Suzanne Collins for conjuring characters out of thin air and introducing them to readers without so much a fuss. It was disconcerting, in a way, but certainly not disastrous.

I really like Katniss Everdeen, she's almost like the female version of Harry Potter: can't obey orders, intuitive and has a fair judgment. Unlike Harry though, sometimes I hated her for being so weak. But my perception of her weakness vanished when I was nearing the end of the third book. It was written somewhat vaguely but, being in the first person narration, it was perfect. I can actually feel her pain of loss and disorientation. Lucky for her, she has Peeta, who also has his share of ups and downs (I'm still wondering how he recovered from the blows he took), to lift her spirits up.

I think there are potential characters that weren't given enough attention, characters that, maybe, in the future, would inspire more books to be written. Sadly, they were left out in the last book of the series and it's all up to us how to characterize them in our imagination.

I'd give 3.5 out of 5 stars. This is a series I'll be well-remembering and re-reading in the future. :)

Jinx: A Review

Jinx by Meg Cabot

It has been a while since I've been wanting to read this book. The plot is actually interesting and the author is Meg Cabot - I know, I know. I'm like a teenager who reads books like this one. But hey, she is good. Even though the stories are a bit shallow for young adults like me, her books keep me reading until I haven't finished. This one, I have finished in one sitting. As an insomniac, reading books is what helps mo go through the night. It helps me relax and make my eyes tired so that sleep would come by easily. I've read it from 1 o'clock in the morning until 4 o'clock and a half... I know, it's a bit slow, really, for a 262-page book. I've read it on my phone, though, as it was an ePub.

I generally liked it. The story isn't really something that would grip you and make you feel like wanting more in the end, but it will teach you something. The heroine, for me, is a bit coward and gullible. That's her character. Maybe I liked the antagonist's character more, because she's strong and she doesn't like to be stepped on. But all good stories should have good characters, one that would stir sympathy and affection from their readers, or just like here, a guy that would make you swoon. I just have one question: if Asian girls like me read it, and from the perspective of the majority of us (I would like to think so), would we find the guy so helluva attractive with his American hair and American eyes? Because frankly, it is not my preference. But to each his own, they say. Either way, both the girls in the story are attractive in their own way, and the guy is like - yea, the guy of your dreams. 

I just hope there is a sequel to this one, one that would explain so much, because I think Ms. Cabot has left a lot for the reader to wonder about. 

So 3 out of 5 stars! :)

Mary Jane

Gustong gusto ko magblog. As in. Gustong gusto ko. Ang problema ko lang palagi, kapag nakaharap na ako sa computer, wala ako maisip na isulat. Writer's block? Hindi naman ako nauusuhan nun. Hindi naman ako writer. Ang naiisip ko lang, wala na yatang interesting na nangyayari sa buhay ko. My life is so frighteningly monotonous that I don't even know kung saan ako huhugot ng interesting topics.

But again, there are many interesting topics to talk about, like the frickin' impeachment trial, for example. Or the ICCs attempt at sabotaging Senator Miriam Defensor-Santiago, or the Kony Project... or even the famine that is Africa and the hypocrisy that is the Holy See. Pero wala eh... hindi ko maisulat. They require a lot of research before I could put down indisputable facts. I don't wanna end up like a laughing stock for the few people who read my blog (if there were any, for that matter). So, see? No matter how much I wanna be noble,  chicken ako. Hahaha. The internet is a scary place, albeit, I find my comfort in this scary place.

Wow, nakakatatlong paragraph na ako. May nasasabi na din pala ako kahit paano. Ang hirap no? Mahirap sumabay sa takbo ng utak ko. Pabiling-biling. Hindi pumipirmi. Ang gusto ko lang talaga, kahit paano, mabawasan yung laman nito ( hindi naman maubos kasi ano na ko nun), yung medyo gumaan lang...

Kagaya ng epekto ng Maryjane. If you know what I mean.

Because it's too mainstream

Ohhh yes. The Magnum Ice Cream bandwagon. Everybody is posting pictures about this magnificent ice cream, and now I'm also doing it. Sarcasm.

Was this highly publicized in the Philippines for them to even use this word as a verb as lame as "magnum'd"?  I admit it's magnificent and delicious, sometimes I buy myself a six pack of this and eat the half (double caramel double chocolate flavor, just because I want to say it) and end up really satisfied.

But do they really need to post this stuff everywhere, like they're boasting they eat an expensive ice cream? Do they really need to let everybody know that they can afford to buy it? There are a lot of people starving in the Philippines and they don't need to know that some people have eaten a stick of ice cream that costs more than they earn a day. I know, I'm greatly exaggerating, and I'm hoping they're getting the gist.

I don't have anything against this ice cream, on the contrary, I love it, too. I just don't get why people get so fucking conformists. And then they're asking why there are so many haters.