Thursday, November 15, 2007

The Diarization Process

I’m doing a very bad job if I want to be a diarist. I’m always thinking of the honesty factor: Should I be shamelessly honest in my entries, or should I manipulate them according to my audience? Am I really going to allow access to my personal “journals”?

Anyhoo, while the ideas above are left to cook, let’s try the diarization process, shall we?

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Friends should be excused from pleasantries. The whole how-are-you routine is wasted on friends. It doesn’t really serve a purpose in our relationships; we always know it’s coming, and we always know the answer to it. “Hey, how are you?” “I’m good, yourself?” “I’m good.” That’s about 10 seconds wasted. We know what’s coming next, too. There’s nothing else to follow that except, “How’s your family? Boyfriend? Work?” And the answer is the same. “All good”. Which is about 20 more seconds wasted. This leads to about 5 more seconds of time wastage when there is a very short, awkward silence while friends try to figure out the best way to segue into what’s really happening in their lives.

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I’ve been spending most of my time watching Desperate Housewives. I have only good things to say about it. It seemed pretty superficial and mundane to me at first, just mindless entertainment and pure soap opera of the telenovela kind. And yet, there is profundity in all its simple glory. I am all the characters of this TV series, every man, woman, child.

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James Bond lives in an unreal world of (get ready for a series of keywords) luxury, cars, tailored suits, European women, five-star hotels, expensive gadgets, betrayal, sex, and travel. That’s a lot of money in one sentence. I enjoyed the last one only because I’m so used to the Bond culture; I grew up with men idolizing him. The new Bond actor (Craig something or other, I think) is sexy enough. He’s got the body, and his face, however comical, has its own uncultured charm, lent to it by the role he is playing. His looks are very cruel, though, and his eyes... not mischievous, that’s too cute a word, maybe a little sinister, and the set of his mouth stubborn. There’s nothing else to discuss about this movie, it’s not exactly profound. Besides, the main character is bigger than the movie.

2 comments:

BabyPink said...

Saya sa MSU na giya i common scenario igira a miyakambalaka so ngginawai:

Friend 1: Oi, kumsta man?
Friend 2: Ok ra. Ikaw?
Friend 1: Ok ra sad. 'Saon?!

Tapos singa-singa siran na go siran bo titho a pekumustai. Hehehe:)

Pezabot ka man sa Binisaya, owm?

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Giyoto a bago a James Bond na pekha-distract ako sa modol iyan oto. Pout kung pout! Hehehe:)

Baby Rockstar said...

Hahahaha!! Ostongka dn!! So kiya-ilaya on i Papa na tig-iyan a, giya-i bago a James Bond a lunggis? Mas mataid pn so mama sa padi-an! Hahaha.

Oway, pesabot ako sa maito a bisaya. Hehe. *hugs Druggie*