Sunday, August 19, 2007
Movie Marathon Much?
okay, so my weekend has been one big movie marathon. yesterday -- i'm referring to saturday, because even if it's already 12:46 AM i still feel like it's sunday. my blog, my rules. 'kay? :)) -- ines desperately wanted to watch Surf's Up, so tita agnes decided to treat us all to watch it. it's a super funny movie, lemme tell you. if you feel kinda depressed, well you should definitely watch this. you're gonna be laughing like crazy. well, at least i did. :p

as for today, well..wooooow. it was a really, really, really great day for family bonding. it was zoe's birthday yesterday, so she treated us to lunch in Amici. we got into a conversation about A Love Story while we were eating and decided to watch it tomorrow, which is actually today, but you know how i get, so just ride with it okay? :)) moving on. our schedule was all set until a burst of spontaneity hit us. it started when i asked lola if we could watch the movie later that night instead of the next day. she then told me to ask tita agnes if she also wanted to watch the movie already, and guess what? she said yea! haha! i started texting ate stef and france, my tita went online to reserve tickets in glorietta [yes, that's how bad we wanted to watch it. :))] and all was history.

it was quite funny when we got to glorietta because we were all hurrying to buy food for when we watch the movie. the film was set to start at 8:30 and it was already 8:32. =)):))=)) lola was like, "asan na ang tita agnes mo? mahuhuli na tayo! kunin mo na ang ticket! dali!" geez. i thought i was the only one who really wanted to watch it. haha! luckily we got in on time. wee! lemme tell you, the money spent on that movie was totally worth it. dayyyyuuum. it was sooooo freakin' nice i was wailing and keeling during the really dramatic parts. if you think that i was insensitive to the other people watching the movie, well don't worry. they were crying as well. not so much as i was, but still crying. =)) i wasn't all too happy about the ending, but i guess that's where the moral of the story comes in. i won't tell you. you have to watch it. i promise, it's worth it :D if you want, let's watch it together! i bet i'll even cry again. ;]

after the movie, we met up na with the kids, lolo, and tito jun in timezone. we played for a little while then went to starbucks before going home. haay, if only every sunday was like this one. saraaaaap. it's really quite different going out with your family than when you're out with friends. i'm not saying that one's more enjoyable than the other. it's just.. different. a good kind of different, though if you catch my drift. :p i can't wait to do this again with them :D

well, i think that's it. i just needed to get everything out of my system before heading off to sleep. there are just circumstances like this one wherein i feel the need to put it on my blog for some peculiar reason. :))

-- Pam the Sap

P.S i'm going to take a line from Callie and say, "I embrace the trashy." :D

addieisagod : 9:38 AM

Pam the Sap

Right now, my world revolves around my laptop, the TV, fic, grey's anatomy, private practice, malls and oh, food :p

I write. I read. I read and then I write. I make m-vids. [you can watch them on my youtube.]

The bright and shiny side of me loves..

grey's anatomy.
private practice.
kate walsh = world's most funniest person. EVER. (hey i give credit where credit's due, aryt? :p)
my laptop. my cellphone. my ipod. books. movies. music. my mum's chocolate chip cookies. ice-cream. muffins. pizza. rainbows. rainy days. sunny days. slacking. sweets. THE CLASH... seriously.

in terms of GA writers, i loooove...

Calla
Sara
Brandy
kele_varekai
literary_critic

Oh, if you want to get on my good side, here's my wishlist ;) wee.

A backsage pass to the Grey's Anatomy, or Private Practice set. :)
Books. A new phone. A bigger room. A new laptop. A leather jacket [ i want to be Mrs. McSteamy! :p]

My birthday is on: November 11 ;)


MUSIC? Music is love.

i listen to a wide range of genre's so anything from contemporary jazz to rock is good :D
just don't let me listen to metal or anything like that, okay? haha!

and yes, i purposely did not put band names. we, yes WE, have reasons you guys just won't understand. :p
right, sweetbabes? right, teppy? right, asia? hahaha!

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