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Pottery Lessons

Harry Potter mania has once again reawakened in the form of a new movie and the upcoming final book. Unfortunately, the first salvo was a dud. We went to see the movie last Saturday and was it a clunker! HP 5 was a dizzyingly fast-paced movie, and the production seemed based on cliff notes rather than the actual tale. That's why it presented viewers with a Catch-22 dilemma: If you have read the entire HP series, you'll know that watching HP and the OotP is like reading the book in fast-forward mode. Some important scenes were glossed over, and some entirely reinterpreted. This wasn't supposed to be like this. harry was supposed to be an angry young man in this episode, but what we see borders more on confused, which the audience readily relates to from the opening credits till the copyright notice. For those who braved the movie yet haven't picked up the book, the movie won't make much sense. I'll even stop trying to explain. -- I hope for everybody's sake t

Windows

I was standing outside the house in a rare moment of catching my breath from the crazy weeks past. It so happened that i glanced at the some of my neighbor's house. The building code in my community expressly states conformity in terms of structure, but since the complex is more than 2 decades old, there were some noticeable changes in some of the houses. i noticed that metal bars were placed in the windows of the house just across the corner, heavy ones at that. now, in some other place in Manila, that would have been common, but in this relatively peaceful place that we have, it struck me as an oddity. While security is not really a strong suit, we have enough guards patrolling the area and residents fairly know each other by faces, I have been lax from time to time but nothing bad has ever happened. So why the heavy windows? Looking carefully, i realized that the windows have been enlarged in this house, and that it serves as a mini-balcony of sorts. It also made me realize that

Better

If I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Born like sisters to this world In a town where blood ties are only blood If you never say your name out loud to anyone They can never ever call you by it If I kiss you where it's sore If I kiss you where it's sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all You're getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder And I don't understand, and I don't understand - Regina Spektor, "Better" For the third straight week, Nel still hasn't warmed up to her new job. Which is partly understandable considering she spent the last ten years at the same office. However, her idea of sadness is a bit unnerving. And i have limited exposure to things like that because i