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Scared Shirtless.

Halloween in two days! I can't wait :) As a pre-Halloween treat, here are some movies I think will be perfect for a movie marathon with friends. Have fun scaring the hell out of each other!

Shutter
Thailand, 2004
This is one of the scariest films I've seen ever.
The English version has nothing over this.
Recommended for: photographers

Feng Shui
Philippines, 2004
Yes, this movie scared the s--- out of me :(
Especially because we had a bagwa at home when this movie came out.
Huhuhu.
Recommended for: everyone


Låt den rätte komma in
(Let the Right One In)
Sweden, 2008
Oskar is a 12-year-old boy, bullied in school.
Eli is a 200-year-old vampire child.
The title comes from the aspect of vampire folk lore
that vampires cannot enter a house uninvited.
MUST. SEE. NOW.
Nothing (besides the vampire part) like Twilight.
Recommended for: everyone

The Others
USA, 2001
This movie haunted me for a looong time.
I mean, seriously.
Photographs of dead people taken as if they're sleeping;
darker than darkness house;
old lady in a wedding dress with a little girl's voice;
CREEPY.
Recommended for: people who live in huge houses

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I have more scary movies for this list, I just can't think of them right now.
But these should be enough for now.
More on Halloween! :)

How are your costumes coming along? :)

I can't believe I spent the whole day writing. Don't get me wrong, I love writing. It just reminds me of all the papers/portfolios I have due in about a month and a half. Since I'm taking five English classes (two of which are Creative Writing courses) all at the same time, I need to come up with three research/term papers, and two portfolios by December. In reality, I'm panicking. Very much.

Today is my best friend's, Pael's, eighteenth birthday.
I can't believe I'm not there to see him "grow up."
This is the last picture I have of us together,
before I "cleaned out my room." :(

I love you.

Can't wait to see you next year! :)
Yes, we will go shopping.

Oooohhh! I'm doing a series of seven-word stories for my ENGL 191-01 course that's due on Wednesday, a modified version of a series based on Ernest Hemingway's six-word story: "For sale: Baby shoes. Never worn." I'm going to share seven of them:

Her laugh resonates from across the world.
Pharmacist: Sleeping Beauty bought bagful of pills.
Spin lies and bend truth, write now.
The grounds burn as leaves fall down.
The snow-globe is far from perfect.
A thousand days later, I'm still here.
Polaroid cameras capture Vanity frozen in light.

Goodbye.
QK


{Picture from ordinarycomics.com}

I have a problem with letting go of memories in my head. I mean, I've always been a diarist (there is a word) or a journalist, whichever. Give me a new journal and I will be more than happy to fill it with my words. Not that I think everything I say is precious, I just like putting things down in paper/on screen so that I can look back on them one day and say, "Hey, that's stupid/brilliant!"

Sadly, I've been neglecting my lovely lovely Starbucks 2009 planner given to me by my best friend, Cessa, from the Philippines. Right now, my planner has seven weeks worth of blank pages :( This is just sad, I think. I really have to get back to chronicling my life.

One of my greatest fears is to have Alzheimer's when I grow up :( But it's something that can't be helped, right? So I'm doing what I can now to remind myself later in life.

So yeah, haven't been journaling. College has been sucking up all of my free time. Not that I mind because I really do love college. I didn't think I'd like it so much, but I honestly don't want this semester to end. To be fair, the time I've spent away from my planner has been going into writing other stuff for school. Most of these requirements don't even feel like schoolwork. For one of my Creative Writing classes, we had to befriend the squiggly red lines that annoy people to death on Microsoft Word, and use the alternative words to write up your own piece. Here's mine:

Original text:
In the series, the Endless are a
grup of beings that embody powerful aspects of the universe: Dream, Death, Despear & Desire, Delirium, Destruction, and Destiny. And if you read the series, I’m only on the zevend (out of 11) one, but you will see how Neil Gaiman’s prose nails his caractors. For example, in the second book, at the end, he talks of Desire: “And Desire smiles, and forgets, for Desire is a creature of the moment.” And isn’t that true?

Despear (misspelling): Despair, Desperate, Desperado, Disappear, Despairs
Gaiman: Gagman, Gasman, Caiman, Gamin, Gagmen
caractors (misspelling): car actors, characters, curators, correctors, cofactors
zevend (misspelling): seven, sevens, even, evened, event
grup (misspelling): group, grip, grump, grub, grope


There was a man named Roberto,
Who really was desperado
Gambled to his extent
Winning in one event
So he bought himself a condo.

There was a monster named Boogeyman
Who’s really tight with Neil Gaiman
Who wrote some books
About BM’s pukes
So now he’s known as Gagman.

There was a curator called Heart
Who loved everything about art
They called him Gasman
A reason, there was one:
Every five minutes he would fart.

Hunger makes me a grump.
I need to have my grub.
Don’t care whose grip I have to pry,
I need at least a salty fry.

Despair,
You make me desperate and want to disappear.
Thank you dear.

Car salesmen are car actors with character.

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I now leave you with a birthday video I made for my above-mentioned best friend, Cessa, this past October fifth. ILYAA.

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