Huwebes, Oktubre 21, 2010
Mid-life Crisis
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Huwebes, Setyembre 23, 2010
Harvest Moon
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 6:50 AM*This is just a part of a story I am trying to write. It's not edited yet.
The moonlight shone upon the courtyard. Down below, I could hear the sound of laughter and music made by the villagers as they celebrated the harvest moon. I have no idea where Colt and Maia were. Perhaps Colt was among those laughing people, enjoying the festivities with his friends and Maia must be with Merlin, sharing all of our encounters in the Forest of Death. I traipsed silently around the yard, the hem of my dress trailing on the grass. It was so refreshing to be in clean clothes again, fully bathed and fed. It was even more wonderful to be in the Empress's hanging garden. I have always admired this place and I still couldn't quite figure out how the water from the River of Lethe could flow up without the use of magic (at least that's what Merlin told me) The flowers are now in full bloom. The stargazers and the hydrangeas shone in the moonlight and the trees emitted a faint silvery glow, once again confirming my suspicion that moonwisps could be inhabiting in their branches.
I inhaled deeply, not being able to remember the last time I was in a garden as beautiful as this one. I could smell the sweet scent of moonlace in the air. Their aroma gave me some sense of serenity; comfort and relief as if I was at home, reminding me of happy thoughts and childhood memories.
"You look beautiful, Chloe" a voice from behind me spoke. I tensed. It was a voice I dreaded to hear now that I am at my most vulnerable. My chest tightened as emotions flooded my gut. I turned around and saw Jake standing under the tree, his face glistening in the moonlight. He was wearing his usual tunic, a knife hanging on his side. He was smiling and I couldn't help but fall even more in this bottomless pit that I knew was my doom. "White does suit you."
I felt the blood rush to my face as he spoke. It felt so surreal. I never imagined him complimenting my looks. I stared at him, mesmerized at the smile he so rarely wear on his face and I knew that this was the moment I was waiting for. All of the unsaid words I kept bottled up inside me were screaming to get out all at once. I wanted to run and hug him but my foot kept me rooted to the ground where I was standing.
I smiled back at him, trying to find my voice and mustering up the courage to say the words that I've been meaning to tell him for the past six months...but how could I tell him everything when words would not even suffice to describe how I feel. I knew that I also had to steel myself; prepare my heart emotionally for the inevitable because for sure that the worst is yet to come.
I know I should say it now or my chance will be forever lost.
A tear rolled down my cheeks as I finally took the plunge. "If I am lovely Jake," I began "...then why don't you love me?"
The smile faded on his face as he tensed and avoided my eyes. There was a silence between us, broken only by the soft hooting of an owl perching on top of a distant tree. I did not know what to do and I just stared at him waiting for an answer that I did not really want to hear.
"Why can't you love me Jake?" I cried in desperation, all dignity forgotten.
Then he looked back at me again with that pained expression he always wore. His eyes tried to tell me something but I could not figure out whether it was pity, disgust or sadness and then he spoke and I knew his answer even before I heard his voice. I could feel every word shatter my body into a million pieces.
"Because you are not her."
I fell to the ground, feeling all of my life energy sucked out of me. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beg. I wanted to just float away and leave this pain that is slowly enveloping me.
And then he walked away , leaving me kneeling on the ground crying my heart out. I would have called his name but I knew it was a hopeless case. I knew it right from the start and I just refused to believe it. Jake made his meaning clear.
I am not her.
I am not Kashme Defriss, the only woman he has ever loved...
...and he will never love me.
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Huwebes, Hunyo 17, 2010
And Because I Love The Great Lourd. :)
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 8:51 AMLourd de Veyra:
Words and Phrases a Real Man Must Never Use
By Lourd de Veyra | Published: March 26, 2010
Pls click here for the original entry.

For original article, click here. By Lourd de Veyra | Published: March 26, 2010
Because, in the end, words are all we have, said one very, very dead poet. Last year, the editors of the online incarnation of the world’s most subliminally gay magazine, FHM, asked me to list down words and phrases that a real man must avoid. Here is an expanded version of that.
“BONGGA”—Increasingly becoming the most evil phrase invented in recent linguistic memory. Two syllables with the greatest damage to masculinity.
“ONE MARGARITA, PLEASE”—Nothing corrodes at the heart of manliness than a silly cocktail glass with salt around the rim and a sickeningly bright liquid that resembles diluted urine and bearing almost zero traces of alcohol.
“CUTE NG BAG MO”—Or just about anything that involves the word cute together with any piece of fashion-related accessory. Shameful minus points for familiarity with French and Italian labels and the words “fake eyelashes.”
I’M ON A DIET—This, along with “no rice,” “diet Coke,” “brown rice,” and that crime against all logic and decency, “vegetarian chicharon.”
CARBS—What, afraid you won’t get your own giant Bench underwear billboard on Edsa?
WORKOUT TAYO, DUDE—If brotherhood is truly global, then we must have the decency to avoid inflicting on fellow members of the species such frightening words.
“ROBERT PATTINSON”—Interchangeable with “Edward Cullen.” The fact that we are even familiar with him is indicative of the cracks in our fortress of manhood. Minus 50 macho points for any man who can provide spirited discourse on the Twilight series.
SPA—When the correct term should be “massage parlor.”
SALON—There was a time when the world turned on its tranquil axis and men got haircuts from barbers—in barbershops. It was a time of harmony and peace: rusty scissors and murderously sharp straight razors were used, and talcum powder, rubbing alcohol, warm towels, and an assortment of mysterious burning liniments were slapped on napes, necks, and faces. There were no such things as “creative directors,” “senior stylists,” “shampoo and blowdry,” and other silliness.
“BORA”—Ugly, lazy contraction of that noisy, overcrowded island with uglier reggae music and Starbucks. Takes on more emasculating levels when the “R” is not rolled.
“HINDI KAYA NG POWERS KO”—Nothings screams “Darna!” with more passion and silver glitters.
“GREEN TEA MOCHA FRAP WITH EXTRA CINAMMON”—God designed the male species specifically to avoid the consumption of overpriced drinks with pointlessly intricate ziggurats of whipped cream and chocolate.
“THINGIE”—Is it the insufferably cute sound? Or do you say to yourself, “There goes a sensible human being?”
“FAVE”—Sometimes, attempts at terseness tend to misfire.
“INTERIOR DESIGN”—Le Corbusier chairs? Mediterranean walls? Minimalism? Vintage decoupage screens? Mark Hampton? Muji storage shelves? Why, the cave is our natural habitat–and Orocan its only sensible furniture.
“TOTE”—Used in a sentence: “I tote I saw a pussy–not pussy cat. Just pussy.”
“LET’S PARTY!”—Manly men will get drunk, stoned, laid, beat the crap out of each other, swim in vomit, tossed unconscious into a cab, and wake up in a strange sidewalk somewhere in Montalban. But they will never, ever fucking party.
GOSSIP GIRL—Self-explanatory.
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Lunes, Hunyo 14, 2010
Immortality Discovered?
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 10:45 AMIsn't it great? To read the full article, click here
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Biyernes, Hunyo 11, 2010
Dumaguete is ♥: The Trip from Manila to Dumaguete
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 9:55 PM
Come May 12, I woke up very early (I actually was not able to sleep the night before because of pure excitement) and prepared for our departure. We left our house at around 4:45am because our flight was scheduled at 6:50am. I was quite surprised because it was my first time to go to the NAIA Terminal 3 and can I just say that the facility was really impressive, except perhaps for the efficiency of the staff in the airline's check-in counter there who, not once but twice, allowed people behind me to get in front of the line. It actually pissed me off because I had to stand in line for almost an hour before finally being able to check in.Here are some of the pictures I took while we were on the plane.
I took this picture after the captain announced that we are approaching the Sibulan Airport. Probably this is somewhere in Occidental Negros or Cebu. Can I just say that that river or lake is quite beautiful? :))
I have no idea where this is but it sure is beautiful.
Mga etiketa: family, Oriental Negros, Random Musings, Travels, Visayas
50 Ways to Annoy Your Teacher
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 9:17 AMOkay, So I found this one on my Facebook page and was really really entertained. Give it a try. I wish I could. LOL.
THE FOLLOWING MAY RESULT IN SUSPENSION,DETENTION AND ANYTHING ELSE THAT ENDS WITH -ION-
1. Walk into the classroom like a super spy. (keep your back on the walls as you walk, point your finger up like a gun, look around with shifty eyes, hum the mission impossible theme, etc.)
2.After everything your teacher says, ask why continuously.
3.If your teacher is yelling at a classmate, wait for them to finish their tantrum then ask DOES SOMEBODY NEED A HUG very loudly.
4. If your teacher starts blowing up at you for saying that, simply reply, wow I can tell you're a blast at parties?
5. Sit in a corner and wait for everyone to stare at you. When they do, grab your head and scream THE LIGHT! MAKE IT STOP! ARGH IT BURNS!!!!
6. Flick pieces of paper around the class.
7. When your teacher tells you to stop, cross your arms and say, Your racist against paper aren't you.
8. Don't do your Homework.
9. When your teacher asks you why you didn?t do your homework say I dropped it while beating up this guy for saying you're the worst teacher ever. then sit there and smile sweetly.
10. When you have a supply teacher, wait for them to write their name on the board. Then when they say hello my name it Mr./Mrs (insert name here), you stand up and say PROVE IT!
11. When your teacher asks why you were late say, My goldfish died. Then burst into tears.
12.When handing in your homework, write this paper will self-destruct in 5 seconds at the bottom.
13.When you leave the class bow and say, May the force be with you, young one.
14. When the teacher turns the light off, start singing opera as loud as you can. When they turn the light back on, look around pretending to be confused.
15. Whisper to the person next to you. When the teacher comes up behind you, scream OMG GET AWAY! RAPE! RAPE! RAPE!!!!!!!!!!!!
16. Walk into class dancing the Macarena.
17. Tell your teacher you heard the other teachers talking about him/her in the staff room
18. Raise your hand and say I totally agree after everything your teacher says
19. Spend the whole lesson trying to lick your elbow
20. Speak in French.
21. Come late to class in a Spider-Man costume; say there was a disturbance
22. When they tell someone to turn around have everyone in class do it as well
23. The homework's due now Oh, give me a minute then.
24. Hand in an essay where every word is mispelled.
25. Run in the room screaming, THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!
26. When the teacher asks you why you are late, say, the queen is never late, everyone else is simply early.
27. When a teacher asks you a question, say, I'm sorry, the brain you tried to reach has been disconnected, please leave me alone or try again later, thank you.
28. When the teacher turns on the overhead projector, scream AAH MY EYES!!
29. Tell yourself knock knock jokes, then laugh loads.
30. Hide under your desk and yell THE SKY IS FALLING!
31. When someone knocks on the door, shout OH NO, THEY?RE COMING FOR ME!
32. Bring in a year 7 and says he's your new pet.
33. In your technology lesson, when the teacher asks you what you are making, say a nuclear bomb.
34, when your teacher asks you a question just stare at them.
35. Constantly talk to yourself in a low voice.
36. Purposely fall off your chair and make a big scene about it.
37. If you're playing a really boring game, make a big deal if you win.
38. Glue all their scissors together.
39. Make paperclip jewelery. E.g. necklaces, earrings etc
40. Pull out one strand of someone's hair and yell DNA!
41. Wear a sticker or a badge that says I am retarded(some people may be affended by this, if you are sorry)
42. Talk to a pen.
43. Put your hand up in a test and wait for your teacher to come over. When they whisper what?s wrong, yell NO I WON?T SNOG YOU!
44. Yell LIAR! to everything they say.
45. Smile. All the time.
46. Draw a tiny black spot on your arm. Make it bigger everyday. Look at it and say, It's spreading, IT'S SPREADING!
47. When a supply teacher is taking the register, say everyone is missing. Then, if they ask who you are, say Your worst Nightmare
48. When you know the answer, bounce up and down a go OOOHH I KNOW THIS
49. When a teacher calls on you say, I forgot
50. If you have to blow your nose in class, blow your nose to the tune of your favourite song.
Mga etiketa: Random Musings
Martes, Hunyo 8, 2010
BEYOND ORIENTAL LIMITS: Characterizing Gender Roles in Contemporary Asian Melodramas
Ipinaskil ni chocoholicpotterhead sa 2:47 PM
Raise the Red Lantern is a brilliant masterpiece of the internationally-acclaimed Chinese director Zhang Yimou. This 1991 film, starring Gong Li as the young and determined Song Lian, was based on a novel written by Su Tong entitled Wives and Concubines. Set in 1920’s Northern China, Raise the Red Lantern was about the life of Song Lian, a college student who was married off to a rich man who belonged to the Chen family after her father died and left them in debt. With hopes before of making a better future for herself with the use of education, Song Lian finds herself trapped in the confines of the house, where tradition and familial rules reigned and where her education was definitely out of place because all the things happening around her contradicted everything that she acquired from school.
The plot thickens as Song Lian discovers how putrid the existing system in the house is and realizes the complicated web of suspicions and deceit this system creates among the four wives, who are each competing for the “master’s ” attention and favour. She finds out that no one can be trusted because each and every one of the wives has no other motive than to compete for the red lanterns which symbolized the seat of power and control in the house. Joining in the competition, Song Lian feigns pregnancy in the hope of receiving the master’s full attention while cunningly plotting to make her non-existent pregnancy come into actuality. This act however was thwarted when her personal maid, who was secretly in love with the Master Chen and was in league with the Second Mistress, finds her bloody clothing and tells on her.
The movie represented a lot of issues in society including the hierarchies of gender and power, the longstanding debate about the preservation and relevance of tradition and rules as well as the topic of submission and tyranny of the existing institutions in China (or any place in the world, for that matter). It was said that the movie tells about “an archaic system that rewards those who play within the rules and destroys those who violate them” (Berardinelli, 1996). Although Yimou denies allegations that it was a subtle critic of how the Chinese Communist Party runs the country – Song Lian representing the individual; the Chen Household representing the repressive and despotic “government” and the House Rules as the laws of the land – several movie critics and reviews insist that the movie had a hidden political message concealed in the interlocking subplots of the film. (Berardinelli, 1996)( Heiter, 2004) ( Wilkinson, 2006)
The film showed several critique of the existing norms in the Chinese society, more specifically the oppressive Confucian tradition. According to Neo (2004), Yimou brilliantly uses the Confucian/feminist matrix in the film which “highlights the ineffectualness and oppressiveness of the Chinese Confucian System”. Confucianism, which is a patriarchal ideology, emphasizes on rigid class and gender delineation, heavy priority on male heir and importance of traditions and customs. In Confucian tradition, women are treated as objects and are not free to make the major choices in their life. They are used simply to satisfy the sexual appetite of men and provide a vessel for a male heir. Therefore, “when women gain their identity and stations in life from this oppressive structure, they in turn, gain satisfaction from enforcing these customs and rules on less powerful women” (Neo, 2004)
Several objects in the film showed male supremacy in the Chinese Culture. The foot massage was utilized as a fetish for both the patriarch and the wives.Thematically, it was a symbol of power and privileged, given to the woman because the master chose to spend the night with her. As Neo (2004) points out, the woman is paradoxically the mechanism by which the man achieves phallic wholeness, from and through which he derives pleasure; yet at the same time renouncing it. The number of wives was also another form of fetish for the man as a greater affirmation of his masculinity. The affair of the Third Wife served as a threat to the existing patriarchal system because she “assumes the ‘phallic’ power that men enjoyed and should therefore be removed or executed. Fetishes were rooted from a fear of castration and the execution of the “threat” represented the ultimate form of castration in the society. The foot also represented another aspect of male dominance because of the undeniable metonymic relationship between the foot and sexuality in Chinese Culture. It has always been believed that a smaller foot is correlated to a smaller vagina, which is in turn better for men. Foot-binding among rich women were done to keep them idle and controlled by men. The foot massage served as a symbol for the foot-binding tradition. It was seen less as a reward for women because it greater serves the interest of the Master Chen by being a type of “foreplay” for the vagina as a “receptacle for the penis”. (Fong, 1995:16) 
The novel was catapulted to fame because of the surrounding controversies [ii] as well as the rich details it contained about the mysterious life of a geisha. It was later adapted to the big screen by Rob Marshall in 2005. The film of the same title starred Zhang Ziyi as the movie’s heroine, Chiyo Sakamoto (who changed her name to Sayuri Nitta). Some people have the certain misconception that the film is Asian because the plot, the actors and the settings of the movie are heavily Asian but in reality it is a Hollywood-produced movie, conceptualized and written by Western filmmakers.
The story begins with Chiyo and her older sister Satsu being sold by their father for lifetime servitude in Kyoto. Chiyo was sold to an okiya (geisha home) while her sister was sold to a whorehouse in downtown Kyoto. Chiyo immediately poses a threat to the status of the okiya’s prized geisha Hatsumomo (Gong Li). She constantly abuses Chiyo to discourage her from pursuing a career as a geisha. Chiyo tries as much as possible to escape the terrible fate that had befallen her and tries to reunite with her sister but fails. One night, a drunk Hatsumomo and another geisha goaded Chiyo to stain a beautiful kimono that they stole from a rival geisha, Mameha (Michelle Yeoh). This cost Chiyo her chance to become a geisha and was sentenced to become a slave in the okiya until she was able to pay all the expenses that the okami (head of the geisha home) had spent for her. The story takes an interesting turn when the 15-year old Chiyo meets the Chairman of a Japanese electric company (Ken Watanabe) who gives her some money to buy candy. Chiyo became fond of the chairman and swore to herself that she will become a geisha if it is the only way to meet him again.
Taken under the care of the kind Mameha, Sayuri trained to become a geisha and eventually debuted as one of the most popular and wanted geisha in the Gion District. She became the rival of Hatsumomo who was hell-bent on destroying her life in every possible way she can. Sayuri was eventually reunited with the Chairman although Nobu, the latter’s close friend, also takes interest in Sayuri. Her good life was cut short by the start of World War II and the Second Sino-Japanese War. The Chairman secured the safety of Sayuri and Mameha but both had no choice but to work as rice field labourers in war-torn Japan. After the war, Nobu visited Sayuri and asked her help to entertain several American investors to help salvage their dying business. Sayuri consented and asked Mameha and Pumpkin, an old friend, to accompany her. The story ends with the Chairman revealing to Sayuri that he was behind everything that happened in her life that made her become a geisha. The two confessed their love for each other and the movie ends with them strolling in a beautiful Japanese garden.
We can see a strong reference to the masculine importance yet again in several recurring points in the movie. First off is the concept of mizuage which became a competition for men. Mizuage is the ceremonial deflowering of a maiko to officially mark her transformation as a professional geisha. Although real life geishas, including Iwasaki, deny the movies representation of the concept of mizuage, the movie still proceeded with it. It actually became one of the important turning points in Sayuri’s life. It determined the fate of Sayuri as a geisha because the deal between Mameha and Mother Nitta (the okami) depended on the amount that Sayuri will get in her debut as a professional geisha. Moreover, we can also see the usual imagery of women as an object of sexual pleasure because at this point in the film, the allure of a geisha is based on her virginity. We can see how important a determinant it is when Dr. Crab (one of the bidders for the mizuage) lost interest in Sayuri after Hatsumomo started to spread rumors that Sayuri is fond of sleeping with different men. Mameha tried to salvage Sayuri’s honor and fame by casting her in a groundbreaking dance presentation that captured all of the men in Gion’s interests. This represents how important the sexual characteristics of a woman and how significant they are in gaining control or getting the favour of men. It was also evident in Mameha’s words when she told Sayuri to preserve and protect her “cave” from any “eel” that will try to enter it before her mizuage. Sexual advantage is the weapon of women in this movie to get what they want and advance in the hierarchy of power in society.
The gender distinction in the movie is present, with a clear delineation of what men and women can or cannot do. Men determine power and geisha’s compete for attention from these men because this is the essence of their job: to be mysterious yet alluring enough to the opposite sex. These characterize their femininity and in no way whatsoever can they have the freedom to do whatever they want to do. Men can refuse geishas but geishas cannot. They are in constant pursuit of men’s attention (a rich man that is) that is why they have to put the heavy make-up on and dress up in attractive kimonos as well as walk elegantly using those wooden sandals.
Memoirs of a Geisha (2005) and Raise the Red Lantern (1991) are two movies in Asian settings, both tackling issues of sexuality, social status and power struggle. Both were originally novels adapted into the big screen and are intentionally made to showcase the wonderful and exotic aspects of Asian culture. One film was directed by an Asian while the other was directed by an American. A close look at the movies and the multitudes of movie reviews tell us one thing: that the two movies differ in the supposed interpretation of the novels because of cultural differences. Marshall’s depiction of Golden’s 1997 novel reduced the intricate plot into a mere romantic post-war melodrama, whose main character is so detached from the viewers and is completely devoid of feelings and genuine rational aspirations. The original novel became famous for its touch of realism that could make the reader create a world in his own head about the geisha’s real life, something the film ironically lacked of. In contrast, Raise the Red Lantern was praised for its very good depiction of the novel and how it brilliantly takes the viewer into Song Lian’s world, complete with the feelings of suffocation and repression that the characters are feeling every single moment of the film. Unlike Marshall, it focused on the development of each character’s action, carefully weaving every scene into a complete masterpiece with no issues left unexplained or unresolved. This then raises the question of the degree to which a film adaptation can stray from the original plot from which it is based on. Is it okay to make changes in the film to enhance its marketability even if it is detrimental to the story?
[ii] Golden was sued by Mineko Iwasaki, the real geisha who served as the inspiration of the novel, for a breach of contract when the former mentioned Iwasaki in the preface of the book . Geishas, as an unspoken rule, are not allowed to talk about their past life. The suit was fixed in an out-of-court settlement which involved Golden paying damages to Iwasaki. Iwasaki published her own novel entitled “Geisha, A Life” Source: Wikipedia(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mineko_Iwasaki)
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· Lee, Andrew. "Japan through Distorting Hollywood Lens." Financial Times, December 13, 2005: 15.
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