Once upon a time, my boss told me that I need an alpha to tame me so that I could get married. I believe otherwise. I don’t need an alpha. In a world of patriarchs, it’s difficult to be a woman. But this drama pointed out how a single woman could create ripples into others. To empower others to makes choices for themselves – to choose themselves first – denying society of what it wants to dictate. The World of Married Couple helps us reevaluate the women around us, the decisions that they have to make, and the struggles they silently battled with.
Murakami’s Blind Willows, Sleeping Woman is a collection of 24 short stories randomly pieced together to make your head ache. Unlike the many short stories that we’ve grown with, each story does not give a resolution, rather, they would unexpectedly get off track when you’re almost at the end – leaving you with a knotted forehead and infinite list of questions that will never be answered.
Ang Huling El Bimbo tells the timeless tragic story of the song itself made relevant with socio-political issues chronicled through the cleverly pieced together tunes of Eraserheads. It follows the joyful years of four friends – Joy, Hector, Anthony, and Emman – back in college and the ugly and unresolved issues they had over the years.
I’ve been playing Mobile Legends for more than two years now, and by far, it’s the longest that stayed in my phone. That alone is already an achievement. I thought it was just some kind of bandwagon ride, of boredom – that I’ll get over and delete soon. But looking at it right now, maybe it stayed that long for a reason.
I can no longer remember how I have heard of Mago and why we agreed to climb it several years back. Analyzing its cost benefit right now, it was such a loss. Imagine traveling almost three hours to Carmen proper then another hour going to the jumpoff in Barangay Santican, and then hiking for only about an hour just to see that marker before heading back home. But what’s clear to me was how crazy, happy we were back then.
Tokyo Ghoul became such a massive hit that in three years after it was adapted as an animated series, it was released as a live-action film. Yet it took another three years before I got to watch it – probably even more if quarantine didn’t happen.
It’s totally out of context to talk about museums and history in these daunting times. Of traditional drama and biopics. But when my mind becomes a battlefield of existential pandemic anxiety, I always try to look further and deviate. I try to imagine how the future would look back on this trying time of history – the lockdowns, community quarantine, social distancing, and frontliners. I know were no longer the same people after this.
At this time and age, when everything must be driven by logic and common sense, it is rather difficult to fathom Jeong-ho and his decisions. You’ll never understand passion unless you have. How many Jeong-ho’s have been forsaken by society just because they don’t adhere to the constrained standards of success? Artists. Musicians. Poets. Writers. Performers. Even professionals who are having a hard time growing because their ideas are rather off than the rest. Visionaries. People who do otherwise of the bandwagon.
We have all been made to believe in that adage that ‘if we are meant to stay we’ve grown roots instead of feet’ yet here we are, stuck in our homes, waiting for the better days to come.
But if the mountains have taught us to keep moving, it also taught us to persevere and do all means to survive through unprecedented times. And it these moments when we are susceptible to anxieties, let us all remember how we have been honed by the mountains to be able to get through these tough times.
Ask anyone who had been with us on that day we went to Binuthan Cave and they’ll tell you the many times that they could have died from that so called adventure. This is their ‘second life’ they claim. I couldn’t blame them. None of us thought it would be that risky to locate and explore such cave located in Bonbon, Cebu.