nothing special
yesterday was yet the most ordinary birthday i ever had. except for the greetings i got, everything was routinary - i slept late the day before (sunday dawn actually; as usual i sleep at dawn), woke up late, checked my email and social networking accounts, read the paper and wrote some stuff.
i went out to buy a book and eat at kenny roger's (their new grilled sandwiches are so good, but so expensive too). well, maybe i spent more than i used to, but other than that, there wasn't anything special. i didn't have enough money to buy cake and whenever i was tempted to, i just thought that i could have better use for the money i have (like saving it for my transportation expenses when i do research) than cake.
maita and i were supposed to watch "wall-e" today, so i didn't watch any movie yesterday. i used to watch a movie during my birthday; it's the only marker i set for the day to make it "special" or at least different from the ordinary. but she said she was still swamped with work and could not make it, so i watched it by myself instead.
"wall-e" is the best film disney pixar ever made yet and not just because of the effects (i think, by this time, graphics and effects of 3d movies are already at a plateau where improvement has saturated itself); the story telling was brilliant. for most of the film, it's like watching raw emotions converse. i mean, people portraying emotions is one thing, but inanimate objects doing it is another. and inanimate objects portraying it to a moving degree is just fascinating.
i also loved their use of classic romantic music like "la vie en rose" and nostalgic clips and soundbites from "hello dolly"; juxtaposing it with the supposed technology of earth after 800 years really sets a good stage (other people think the film was just set 700 years into the future, but it was revealed in one scene that the 700 count started at year 2100 something).
my horoscope wasn't in the paper yesterday. inquirer's sunday issue doesn'y have it. my birthday's the one time i can read my horoscope as distinct from other leo-born people, so i was kinda expecting it. not that i believe it, but it's nice to read something good or relatable like that during your birthday. i've been relying on dreams for cues for about seven years now. maybe it means that i'm supposed to chart my own destiny or something. but then again, i may be overthinking this like the cues i used to rely on.
i went out to buy a book and eat at kenny roger's (their new grilled sandwiches are so good, but so expensive too). well, maybe i spent more than i used to, but other than that, there wasn't anything special. i didn't have enough money to buy cake and whenever i was tempted to, i just thought that i could have better use for the money i have (like saving it for my transportation expenses when i do research) than cake.
maita and i were supposed to watch "wall-e" today, so i didn't watch any movie yesterday. i used to watch a movie during my birthday; it's the only marker i set for the day to make it "special" or at least different from the ordinary. but she said she was still swamped with work and could not make it, so i watched it by myself instead.
"wall-e" is the best film disney pixar ever made yet and not just because of the effects (i think, by this time, graphics and effects of 3d movies are already at a plateau where improvement has saturated itself); the story telling was brilliant. for most of the film, it's like watching raw emotions converse. i mean, people portraying emotions is one thing, but inanimate objects doing it is another. and inanimate objects portraying it to a moving degree is just fascinating.
i also loved their use of classic romantic music like "la vie en rose" and nostalgic clips and soundbites from "hello dolly"; juxtaposing it with the supposed technology of earth after 800 years really sets a good stage (other people think the film was just set 700 years into the future, but it was revealed in one scene that the 700 count started at year 2100 something).
my horoscope wasn't in the paper yesterday. inquirer's sunday issue doesn'y have it. my birthday's the one time i can read my horoscope as distinct from other leo-born people, so i was kinda expecting it. not that i believe it, but it's nice to read something good or relatable like that during your birthday. i've been relying on dreams for cues for about seven years now. maybe it means that i'm supposed to chart my own destiny or something. but then again, i may be overthinking this like the cues i used to rely on.