stress stealer.

Went yesterday with Cynthia at SM Dasmariñas to print some of the Pathology slides to wallet size ('cos its way too cheaper to have it printed there than at home) so I can study for the Patho practicals more conveniently. I was so stressed thinking that that day is just the start of our "hell week". We have three consecutive weeks of evaluations and practicals ahead of us, and I was so overwhelmed, I felt weak and nonchalant.   

While we wait for the pictures to be printed out, we went to National Bookstore to buy Cynthia her clipboard. We were happy to see that they were on sale and so we immediately went to the book section. Eager to find something that will rouse my interest, I jumbled on the pile of sale books like I was looking for a dress to wear for a Saturday getaway in my cabinet. I found several but those weren't interesting enough to convince me to buy them...until Cynthia handed me this book. And my heart leaped for joy.

The moment that I laid my hands on this, I know I would buy it...
even though it's the 7th, or the last book of the sequel.

I admired the story of Narnia since I first heard of it and I instantly became an official fan after I watched its first movie. It's a good Bible allegory, with Christ being represented by the mighty, loving Aslan. I've been planning to collect the books but I became too busy to remember. Good thing Cynthia handed me this, and I was reminded. 

A great find.
Unlike the average Narnia book, it's a full-color, collector's edition...
and it's on sale...half the price! How 'bout that?;p

I found other Narnia books there---Books 1, 2, 3 and 5 but they weren't colored like this one, so I didn't buy them. Cynthia laughed at me for buying Book 7 first but its okay. I am determined to complete the Chronicles of Narnia in any way, anyway. I will collect the books in their colored version...or even in collector's edition, if I will be blessed enough. I believe that the books would be a superb read, worthy as a bedtime story to my future children for a year or so. =) 

a real tearjerker.

the Hachiko movie, that is.

One afternoon when I just went home from school, my younger brother, Dan, with full extrinsic sincerity told me to watch the movie "Hachiko" in an almost forceful way. Right at that moment, I got curious with the film for never (for as long as I can remember) did my brother ever urged me to watch a certain movie. With this, though not much interested, I agreed to do so.

And so after resting a bit I watched the film...and it's beyond words. It really defines LOVE and LOYALTY. Goosebumps were uncontrollable at some scenes and the times that I cried was infinite (well, almost). I even had to explain myself  to my grandmother ('cos she was so alarmed when she saw that my eyes were tearful and red) why I was in anguish. She was in disbelief when I told her that it's due to a movie. wah.

This part, cry me a river.

Anyone who hasn't seen the movie yet MUST see it at the soonest possible time. I don't recommend it to those who are emotionally unstable though (those who have depression, are anxious, or even people who have a weak heart and the like). It may affect in some way, I'm sorry. But if you can then there's no excuse: this movie is that special. It's a true story, by the way.

My Brief Summary:

The movie teaches about true devotion and absolute loyalty. Hachi remained steadfast and dedicated to the point that he kept on pursuing his master for 10 years after his master’s death. The movie relays the message that visibility is not important nor needed for one to be faithful. What is important is one’s desire to remain loyal to the one he loves.

Other values of the movie include love of your own pet and care for the lost. Hachi was just found by his master in a train station, lost and has no place to go. The dog was adopted out of pity and care. Though not truly his own, the professor, who adopted Hachi, treated Hachi as his own, took good care of him and thus, the bond between them that even death cannot separate them.  

To arouse interest:

In April 1934, a bronze statue in his likeness was erected at Shibuya Station,
and Hachikō himself (right) was present at its unveiling.