#hugot!

I can’t with this movie, I really can’t. It’s amazing how relatable it is even for someone who has never experienced a break-up or has never been in any relationship. Ang daming hugot, as in ("Aren't we supposed to be great by this time?" My feels made me cry a bit). It’s like, how do I explain it, you can feel the rawness of emotions (tae I sound pretentious) that you don’t have to be in the same position to be able to feel what the actors or the movie’s trying to convey. Ang ganda. And it’s not like most Filipino indie films, which I really like albeit rather confusing most of the time. This one, you just get it. Us, the masses, get it. Because we’ve felt that way at one point, maybe not the exact feeling but…same. Gaaaah! I’m stupid with words, I’m sorry.

Everyone who’s seen it before me all told me that it’s ‘bitin’, but for me, it’s perfect the way it is. Maybe because I’ve already formed the way it ends in my head after the heart asked the arrow if he’s looking for his heart. I mean, isn’t it obvious (ok, maybe not, but for me it is so shut up)? Ever heard of ‘between the lines?’ Haha. Sorry. I don’t need a sequel, I don’t need a closure. I’ve ended it the way I wanted it to end, and for me it’s perfect. Ha!

This is how films should be made. This is what I hope to see every December (MMFF, hello?) and not those movies with some famous celebrity kid that is shown just to keep the money coming. Pagod na mga Pinoy sa ganong pelikula. We want movies that makes us think and imagine, (Yes, meganon. Hehe) and this one, That Thing Called Tadhana did just that.

PS: I’m sorry I can’t be any less confusing. That’s just me.

PPS: Ang galing ni Angelica and JM.

Wish - digital collage

It's clear who's the bigger loser here: the girl who is typing away her non-problems in her bed. At home. On a Sunday night. When what I really want is to detach myself from my life as far as possible. I now get what people mean when they say they want to travel to escape. Because I know going away wouldn't change a thing about my current non-situation. But I'm hoping that after the 'hideaway', maybe things wouldn't affect me as much as it does now. I feel like the only way I could survive happily is to look at things and say, 'nah, that's none of my business', or 'nope, I've got bigger things to worry about (like gender inequality, or climate change, or curing cancer, or the EBOLA virus).

But for the mean time, I'm here (and I wish I'm not), and I'm so sad (and I wish I'm really not).