My Saturdays are usually boring. Yes, I love to stay home and rest without having to worry about work. It's just a whole lot better if I'm able to make use of some free time doing significant things. I sometimes feel like wasting my time doing nothing. Or if I ever start doing something worthwhile, more often than not I'd find myself heading the path to procrastination.
Today was a little different. My brother and I went to the moviehouse to watch 10,000 B.C. and it was...good. I was entertained, but it's not something I would rave about after watching. Anyway, after the screening, we headed to the foodcourt and had our lunch. Looking around, I see couples both young and old eat together and have fun. It made ponder again: When will I ever find my significant other? Will our love last? Will my husband be just as sweet as the men I see? Or will I be a good spouse?
So many questions. None could be answered at the moment. How on earth is that possible? Everyone treats me like I'm the baby in the family. I seldom go out. I rarely socialize. I never get to meet many people and that's frustrating because for the love of God, I'm old enough to have my own family.
Anyway, after having lunch, we headed home. I got so lethargic that I slept for more than three hours in the comfort of my bedroom. When I woke up at around six in the evening, I felt the urge to watch a film again.
The next film: Sixteen Candles.
I remember watching this film when I was younger. Molly Ringwald is the quintessential 80s teen icon. I loved her in Pretty in Pink. But then, Molly's role as Samantha Baker in Sixteen Candles has got to be my favorite character. In so many ways, though I'm not sixteen anymore, I feel like I do get dorky at times especially around the guy that I like. Proof that I have not totally matured yet. Or maybe, I'm just a child at heart. It's better to think of the latter.
Okay, so after watching Miss Molly, I went on to surf the net to find out what people thought of the film. They mostly had good to great remarks. I didn't realize it had such huge following. It's a cult classic, in the same vein as my other favorites, Some Kind of Wonderful and Pretty in Pink. John Hughes is a genius!
Finally, after much surfing about films of the 80s that sort of reminded me of my youth, another aspect of my yesteryears came to mind. Music. I remember the very first album I bought. It was in cassette format. Goodness, that was ages ago. Mr. Big's Bump Ahead was my very first album. I had it in '93. Actually, I wanted to buy the Lean Into It album because I loved To Be With You a lot. Unfortunately, it was out of stock in the record bar I inquired from. But hey, Bump Ahead was just as good. That was when I wanted badly to learn to play the guitar which I regretfully never did.
Guitar, guitar, guitar. I did remember a guitar god in Paul Gilbert. I had a thing for him back then, but he always came second to my ultimate rock hottie, Eric Martin. Anyway, I searched for some Paul Gilbert stuff and I'm surprised to know that he did a cover of the Spice Girls' 2 Become 1. Wow, he's amazing! I've been watching his videos on youtube and if I'm accurate, he's even better now.
Which leads me to the last topic in this endless post: Paul Gilbert has tinnitus. What is Tinnitus if one may ask? As defined in Answers.com:
"Tinnitus is hearing ringing, buzzing, or other sounds without an external cause."
This is interesting because for more than ten years now, this buzzing sound in my left ear has been bugging me and I didn't know how to call it. I merely attributed it to getting partially deaf, but the buzzing sound I didn't know what to call. At least now, I'm aware of it. I have finally resolved a mystery. I have tinnitus in my left ear. Should I be proud of it? No! But somehow, I'm less stupid now.
Whew! So many things happened in a day. The climax has to be the tinnitus revelation. I wonder what will be revealed to me next Saturday...I hope it's not something scary or I'll freak out. Haha.
Today was a little different. My brother and I went to the moviehouse to watch 10,000 B.C. and it was...good. I was entertained, but it's not something I would rave about after watching. Anyway, after the screening, we headed to the foodcourt and had our lunch. Looking around, I see couples both young and old eat together and have fun. It made ponder again: When will I ever find my significant other? Will our love last? Will my husband be just as sweet as the men I see? Or will I be a good spouse?
So many questions. None could be answered at the moment. How on earth is that possible? Everyone treats me like I'm the baby in the family. I seldom go out. I rarely socialize. I never get to meet many people and that's frustrating because for the love of God, I'm old enough to have my own family.
Anyway, after having lunch, we headed home. I got so lethargic that I slept for more than three hours in the comfort of my bedroom. When I woke up at around six in the evening, I felt the urge to watch a film again.
The next film: Sixteen Candles.
I remember watching this film when I was younger. Molly Ringwald is the quintessential 80s teen icon. I loved her in Pretty in Pink. But then, Molly's role as Samantha Baker in Sixteen Candles has got to be my favorite character. In so many ways, though I'm not sixteen anymore, I feel like I do get dorky at times especially around the guy that I like. Proof that I have not totally matured yet. Or maybe, I'm just a child at heart. It's better to think of the latter.
Okay, so after watching Miss Molly, I went on to surf the net to find out what people thought of the film. They mostly had good to great remarks. I didn't realize it had such huge following. It's a cult classic, in the same vein as my other favorites, Some Kind of Wonderful and Pretty in Pink. John Hughes is a genius!
Finally, after much surfing about films of the 80s that sort of reminded me of my youth, another aspect of my yesteryears came to mind. Music. I remember the very first album I bought. It was in cassette format. Goodness, that was ages ago. Mr. Big's Bump Ahead was my very first album. I had it in '93. Actually, I wanted to buy the Lean Into It album because I loved To Be With You a lot. Unfortunately, it was out of stock in the record bar I inquired from. But hey, Bump Ahead was just as good. That was when I wanted badly to learn to play the guitar which I regretfully never did.
Guitar, guitar, guitar. I did remember a guitar god in Paul Gilbert. I had a thing for him back then, but he always came second to my ultimate rock hottie, Eric Martin. Anyway, I searched for some Paul Gilbert stuff and I'm surprised to know that he did a cover of the Spice Girls' 2 Become 1. Wow, he's amazing! I've been watching his videos on youtube and if I'm accurate, he's even better now.
Which leads me to the last topic in this endless post: Paul Gilbert has tinnitus. What is Tinnitus if one may ask? As defined in Answers.com:
"Tinnitus is hearing ringing, buzzing, or other sounds without an external cause."
This is interesting because for more than ten years now, this buzzing sound in my left ear has been bugging me and I didn't know how to call it. I merely attributed it to getting partially deaf, but the buzzing sound I didn't know what to call. At least now, I'm aware of it. I have finally resolved a mystery. I have tinnitus in my left ear. Should I be proud of it? No! But somehow, I'm less stupid now.
Whew! So many things happened in a day. The climax has to be the tinnitus revelation. I wonder what will be revealed to me next Saturday...I hope it's not something scary or I'll freak out. Haha.
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