12 Battleships against a fleet of 330. One man against all odds. Sounds too good to be true, right? But yes, this movie depicts from one of the greatest naval battles in Korea history which they stand last against the Japanese navy during the Imjin war in the Joseon Dynasty.
The Admiral Yi Sun-sin was a Korean naval commander who was well-respected for his exemplary conduct on and off the battlefield. He’s one of few Admirals in world history who remained undefeated. In this movie, you will see how he implored some actual strategy to win and how he takes the lead in difficult moments.
I know I was a little bit late to watch this movie, but I’m glad I was able to. This film is perfection for human perseverance and bravery. They have an excellent cast, astounding production, and a good tribute to the valiant Koreans.
It’s the first thing I always say at our new employee training seminars. I gaze around the room, pick one person, and have him stand up. And this is what I say: I have some good news for you and some bad news. The bad news first. We’re going to have to rip off either your fingernails or your toenails with pliers. I’m sorry, but it’s already decided. It can’t be changed.
I pull out a huge, scary pair of pliers from my briefcase and show them to everybody. Slowly, making sure everybody gets a good look. And then I say: Here’s the good news. You have the freedom to choose which it’s going to be—your fingernails, or your toenails. So, which will it be? You have ten seconds to make up your mind. If you’re unable to decide, we’ll rip off both your fingernails and your toenails.
I start the count.
At about eight seconds most people say, ‘The toes.’ Okay, I say, toenails it is. I’ll use these pliers to rip them off. But before I do, I’d like you to tell me something. Why did you choose your toes and not your fingers? The person usually says, ‘I don’t know. I think they probably hurt the same. But since I had to choose one, I went with the toes.’
I turn to him and warmly applaud him. And I say, Welcome to the real world.”
― Haruki Murakami,
“I got a couple hundred pictures of your pretty face
On my phone, on my dash—all over the place
But I would drive a million miles
Just to see that little smile in real life
Baby, it’s worth the drive,
You’re worth the drive.
I gotta see you tonight, tonight, tonight.”
I wish I could draw.
Wish I could be an artist to create my own history.
I wish I could use my pen and imagination to change my destiny.
I didn’t own this image
Today is the last day of June and I can’t wait to end it very soon.
See, this month is a little catastrophe to me; Why?
I will be moving to a new room with five strangers around. The rent is cheaper to compare, but oddly, I feel like lost. Maybe because I used to live with persons I knew for years and this is really something new to me. I don’t know until when it finds me comforting about the sight of strangers at home.
I’m in the state of “hibernate friendship”. A friend was wrathful at me, believing that I bullied her for something which I don’t consider of. Whatever comes in my mind, I express it bluntly, if someone sees it as hounding then what shall I do? Do I have to always say sorry? To shut up? To choose my words? To bite my tongue?
I am most grateful if someone can tell me right into my face that they don’t like me anymore, or I have hurt them so I can apologize. It’s irritating to be ignored and to take silence because this is not the way I graft my life for.
This is so exhausting when issues stands unresolved , more wearing when I have no strength to protect the relationship, when promises are made to be broken. I might end up making a wrong decision, but this is how I take my way.
I am anxious this time to whether be myself or someone else. To be myself, then they will hate me, or to pretend someone else, but feeling sorry for the not being real.
I maybe lost control over everything in my head now, but I know exactly who I am.
Take me as I am or watch me as I go.
“Moritaka Mashiro (Takeru Satoh) doesn’t want to follow in the path of his uncle who worked as a manga artist, but ultimately died because of exhaustion. Moritaka Mashiro figures he will graduate from school and work at an office. Things change though when he falls in love with a girl at school. The girl, who hopes to become a voice actress, tells Moritaka they can marry, but only after they both achieve their dreams. Moritaka then teams up with fellow classmate Akito Takagi (Ryunosuke Kamiki) to publish their first manga”
Finally, you can watch Bakuman online. I have been waiting for this live action movie adaptation for about six months. Although I have definite craziness for Takeru Satoh, but of course I want to see how it works on the big screen.
Bakuman tells us the journey of two 14 year old boy in their quest to become a successful Manga artist and writers. It’s a wonderful series about the hardship of making Manga, and what goes on behind the creation and publishing, which was my favorite parts in the movie. It illustrates also how this person withstands the adversity of making their dreams possible.
Though I finished only the season 1 of anime version, I would say the movie is pleasingly captivating which makes the story more relevant. I just found the romance is the weakest part among the scenes.
My verdict is 9/10.
“There are going to be times when you learn more about the world you’re entering and feel defeated when you see the gap between the ideal and the reality… But that’s something we’ll all face. The people that face those obstacles and overcome them are people whose dreams come true.”
― Tsugumi Ohba,
Yesterday, I went out to see an exhibition with my office mate. Actually, I really don’t want to go, but she kept on insisting. I don’t want to be labelled as killjoy especially in front of my boss who gave us free passes to the show. So, I went with her without expecting anything fun at all. By the way, I really don’t like her, if you remember my old post; The Most Impolite, well It’s her again.
Anyhow, we went there and nothing extra fun happened as I expected. I was about to complain to her that I was tired and wanna to go home, but when I saw in her eyes that she was really having fun with me, I wasn’t able to say a word. I’d love to be bad on her, but just couldn’t do it.
I ask myself why.
For the past months, I gathered some info about her. She doesn’t have a Facebook account, wasn’t aware of Instagram too. She always asked permission of her husband for anything. She has never gone into movie houses, never drunk and don’t go out during weekends. Back in my mind, I was asking where the hell is she from. She must have a sad life, but of course I don’t know her whole story.
Sometimes, I pity her because she doesn’t have friends to be around, sometimes I like her because she was laughing at my jokes, but most of the time I just want to ignore her.
Yesterday, she admitted that she had fun going out with me, which broke my heart. I can’t be honest with her, she might hurt.
I asked myself why I am so bad about this, why I just can like a person. Why I can’t be someone who can care enough to others. Why I made to be like this. Why there is always a wall in front of me, making it hard to trust other people?
Why I acts a certain way in one place and feels different in another?
In response to the daily prompt Toot Your Horn
Yes, we have a bathroom schedule to be followed during weekdays. For those who doesn’t know, flat and room rent here in Dubai is expensive and not all the expat could afford or doesn’t want to spend their money for such a high price.
In Filipino community this is a common thing. We usually go as a bed spacer, partition (living room divided into 2-3 small rooms, shielded only with wood or curtains) or we could rent a big room, but with 4-6 friends together around.
Quite surprising, but this is the reality. I always wish to have my own place, but just couldn’t bear the cost of it.
“As time is the most irrecoverable for it can never be redeemed”, I need to follow those schedules so that I wouldn’t miss my time and to avoid problems with other flatmates.
It wasn’t easy, it takes a lot of discipline and I hate it.
Related Blog: Irrecoverable Loss
In response to the Photo Challenge: TIME
Dear Mrs. HY,
I know you don’t like me to be part of your husband’s life. I didn’t get it because it was 20 years ago when we had this young-love relationship. I have tried to be friends with him, but you simply prevented it. And now, it becomes impossible.
I just heard the very bad news, I am sorry for your lost.
I am so sad to hear that he got shot & killed in front of you and the kids, it was the most devastating news I have ever heard. I pray that the authority will find the one who did this to him and to your family soon. I pleaded for you & your children’s safety.
Condolence Mrs. HY. You may have saved me from a huge heartbreak, but truly I am saddened, no one is worthy of this cruelty.
Rest in Peace to you Hamilton. May your soul be at peace with Heavenly Father.
When you are working on something only to find out someone is working on it too.
#contest at work?
When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected?
When I was ten..
I want to be free from my Parents.
I want to be a teacher, dentist, story teller & a drama artist too.
Those are my precious dreams that never came true.
What am I now? just nobody, I think so.
It was such a lovely day. All her friends & family gathered together to celebrate the most awaiting day! Never in her life she imagined she would meet someone exactly the person she hopes to have; good, kind & handsome. Not that he only accepted her, but everything & everyone around in her life. It was the miracle she was hoping for. To have someone who will call her own.
Everyone is smiling, wishing them well, sharing the incontestable feelings as if their prayers has been answered as well. There was no hesitation, no looking back because the past is something to be cherished but the present is more significant, to be alive. Promises are made; but not to be broken instead to be their guide & assurance that love will never be weaken, ready to fight for the approaching dares & will never forget the promises made.
Love is made to be loyal, faithful & joyful. It must be respected, It needs to be enjoyed.
“I have prepared everything in my life but you, I didn’t see you coming. You are my most favorite surprise in my life”. He said.
“And you keep me waiting worthwhile”. She said with teary eyes.
I shut my eyes, it’s almost 2 am, have to end my wishful fantasy.
When you really want to do something for your happiness but you know, it must not right. Well, it’s a good practice for self-control.
What do I do all day? To be honest, there is nothing significance, especially if there are no plans ahead. I just had a typical Thursday.
7:20 am – Waking time.
7:25 am – Still in the bed.
7:30 am – My coffee preparation.
7:35 -7:50 am – Shower time.
7:50-8:05 am – Dress up.
8:05-8:25 am – travel time to office.
8:26 am– reach in the office.
8:30 am -1:00 pm – at work
1:00 pm-2:00 pm – lunch break
2:00 pm – 2:30 pm – blogging, checking Facebook & chatting.
2:30 pm-5:30 pm – at work
5:30 pm-7:00 pm – at the mall, eye shopping.
7:00 pm- 8:30 pm – sumptuous dinner with my friends.
8:30-10:00 pm – at the mall with friends, just loafing around.
10:30 pm – reach my home.
11:00 pm – ready for bed.
11:00 pm – 3:00 am – Korean drama marathon
3:15 am – snoring time.
“Don’t count the days, make the days count.”
I know it is difficult for you, as it is for me, to be separated for so long. The longer I am away from you, the greater is my yearning to be with you again. This has got to be harder than anything that i have ever done, being this close to you but yet so far away.
I had to write to you today and, in a way, try to sooth this feeling that took over me so strongly. To miss someone is something you can’t explain; and being a painful consequences of love, it may even be harder to describe than love itself.
I needed to tell you how much i am missing you today and how good it would make me feel to have your skin close to mine, to hold hands, to feel you breath and to look into your eyes. I miss the simple things…yet, simple as they may be, they can only come true when you are near.
Until that moment arrives, i send to you across the miles, my tender love and my warm embrace.