For a Good Cause...
nd so it came to pass that the writer became bored and needed to amuse herself by writing in her blog. (Duh.) (What else does a writer do but write?) (Arguing with oneself is not a good sign, is it now?) (Lol.)
It has been raining the past couple of days, which usually makes me chipper than usual, but everyone -myself included, of course... in my world, I'm always included- has been stressed out with school work that I forget to appreciate the little things that brings a smile and whatever-ness to my face. To everybody's faces.
I finished Doctor Zhivago last night (film, not the book) and learned a great deal of things because of it. I prolly won't find anyone else my age who'd appreciate it because it's more than three hours long, and it's one of those passionate-love-for-country kind of films.
It's about this Doctor (another "Duh" courtesy of yours truly) who's also a poet. His life story reminded me of Rizal's life. So well anyhoo, the film being a war film shows us rebellion, death, life, love, and passion at it's fullest.
(For the information of those who have no idea who Rizal is: he's a doctor, a poet, a writer, a kick-butt linguist, and the Philippines' national hero.)
The fact that I was able to watch the entire film should be a dead give-away that it was amazing considering the attention span that I have. (So maybe it took me two days to try and finish it.) (The point here is that I finished it.)
I won't talk about the plot because... I don't know, I'd like to keep you guys in the dark. Sadistic, yes. Lol.
That's all for now, I guess.
Ciao, children. Have a fun life. Afterlife. Whatever.
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