Aka. Mini-review: My Ex and Whys

1. I’ve been trying to hold off watching this movie because – sorry to his fans – I’ve always been annoyed at Enrique Gil’s acting. :shutup: However, I am GLAD that I finally saw it. Both Enrique and Liza’s acting skills have leveled up so much that I did not get annoyed at all. When did they become this good?

2. Liza’s role is a derivative of another female character that I will not name. Only less annoying and actually likeable.

3. Two words: RYAN. BANG. :clap:

4. The story is simple but the screenplay is engrossing and nicely paced. I have seen quite a number of local movies that center around social media but for me, it was best utilized in this movie. It didn’t feel forced or out-of-place. The main plot revolve around how social media affects real-life relationships, after all.

5. The main reason why I’m blogging about this movie: KOREA.

Watching My Ex And Whys made me realize how much I missed visiting that country. :cry: The last time I was there was in 2014, and it’s been too long since. All the memories came rushing back. Strolling around Dongdaemun, eating street food in Myeongdong after a looooong day of walking (I can relate to that scene so much that I nearly cried watching it), the traditional houses in Jongno, and of course. NAMI ISLAND!

Cali (Liza Soberano)’s reaction upon seeing the row of ginko trees at Nami was very familiar, because that was exactly my reaction when I first saw it way back in 2006. Except I was much, much, much less pretty, of course. :hihihi: I find it a bit funny that they were sad that the leaves have fallen off because there are several other rows that still has leaves, as shown in the scenes just before this one when they were running around the island looking for Ryan Bang’s fiancee. But who needs to know that, right? hehe

If only for the nostalgia factor, I really enjoyed watching this movie.

PS: Nice cameo by Sandara Park. Not random and forcing through, at all. :thumbup:

(Image credits: Star Cinema)

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I’ve just renewed this blog’s webspace and domain for another two years. Yeah, I know I hardly ever post lately and it would save me lots of money if I just retire it. For some reason – force of habit, maybe – I still chose to renew it.

Now I know why.

For years, I’ve used this blog to unload my thoughts and feelings about anything under the sun. At least, that’s how it used to be. Nowadays, I say something – STOP. I say and do NOTHING, and I still get judged. :shrug: I know I sound incredibly pa-victim by saying that, but hell. If I can’t say exactly what I’m feeling right this moment on my own blog, where else can I say it? If you’re annoyed that I’m being a drama queen, feel free to go somewhere else.

True confession: In my more than two decades of being an active supporter of quite a number of artists, I have never shed as many tears as I am now. You could combine my years of being a fan of Ricky Martin, The Dawn and Rain – a period that spans many, many years – and the times I spent alone bawling my eyes out would not compare to the nearly two years that I’ve cried in this current fandom. You know why? Because in those many, many years that I have been a fan of those artists, I can freely speak my mind without being harshly judged. In those many, many years, something stupid happens and we’d just laugh it all off, or rant about it together.

Nowadays, I do something or even absolutely NOTHING, and people would either avoid me like the plague or keep silent out of fear of being bashed, or join in the collective bashing even if they have no idea exactly what did I do, if at all. I am the type of person who would either scream her head off, or bawl her eyes out. Without an outlet to unload my feelings, I am reduced to just wallowing in my own self-pity. Boo-hoo.

The other night, I ended the day by being annoyed that people are once again making a big issue out of absolutely nothing. I really don’t get it; there was nothing wrong with that Tweet – for the record, I didn’t write nor post that one; I don’t handle any of our group’s social media accounts – yet some people are reacting as if we killed someone. I shrugged it off and got some much needed sleep instead.

I woke up the following morning to a dressing down about that Tweet. I didn’t get it, neither. In my opinion, there was nothing wrong with it. Evidently, the only thing wrong with it is that it was posted at the wrong time. Read: everyone was dying with kilig, and we didn’t join in the bandwagon. Basag trip, ‘ika nga. :rolleyes: What the hell, really.

So I just went on with my usual business for the day, away from all the fandom madness. Then I stumbled upon an email notification and discovered that apparently, I am in the middle of being maligned on socmed because of that Tweet. As in people are specifically tagging me and calling me all sorts of names because of it. I am automatically tagged as the culprit for something that, while I don’t disagree with because there was nothing wrong with it, I did not do. I was proclaimed guilty by association.

Everything just makes me really, REALLY sad, disappointed and just plain exhausted. I don’t know what exactly did I do to deserve this. It’s like being his fan is a sin and I should take all the punishment because I supported him too much. Far too much for their own liking, anyway. Ironically, I am currently on fan-from-a-distance mode. Believe it or not, the last time I actually got anywhere within a 10-ft radius from the guy was way back in January. Yet I still get all the crap even if I unwillingly chose to be hardly visible lately. Tapos magtataka pa sila bakit ako nawala. Tingin n’yo, bakit kaya?

I don’t regret any of the things I did for this fandom. It’s my choice and I have to live with it. Pero minsan nagtatanong na talaga ako sa sarili ko kung bakit parang ang martir (tanga?) ko na. And that’s not a good sign.

I’d probably regret writing this piece later but I feel that if I don’t, I might regret it more. If I continue to remain silent, I’ll develop this resentment and hatred for probably the wrong reasons or towards the wrong people. It’s funny because in the past, I really didn’t care who gets offended as long as I get things out of my chest. I guess it comes with age.

Sorry for rambling. Then again, why should I apologize. It’s my blog, I can say whatever the hell I want. Self-pity is the only thing working for me right now.

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Aka.: more Ilocos food trippin’.

Useless trivia about me: I am not a fan of empanada. I find it too oily for my taste.

I was not too keen on trying Vigan empanada because I thought it would be just like the ones I’ve tried, ie., the Malolos, Bulacan version with the flaky crust that’s too oily, or the commercialized ones being sold in malls. Fortunately, my cousin bought one for us to sample. And just in time, too. She bought in on our last stop before leaving Ilocos Sur.

Whadya know, Vigan empanada is different from the ones I already knew. It has more veggies than the usual empanada, and the meat is actually Vigan longganisa which I totally love. The crust is not oily. Dipping it in sukang Iloko (Ilocano cane vinegar) will lessen the umay factor. I love it! One of things that is worth returning to Ilocos for. :thumbup:

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And speaking of Vigan longganisa, this was our first breakfast in Ilocos:

My only complaint about Vigan longganisa is that I wish it’s bigger. Nakakabitin eh.

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I absolutely must return to Ilocos region just to try one of these specialty pizzas, particularly the longganisa poquipoqui one.

Or if anyone can point me to any restaurant within my region or in NCR where they serve it, please do.

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Weeks ago, I discovered something in one of our visits to Concha’s Restaurant.

It’s called balikutsa or balicutia, a local candy which is a sugarcane bi-product that is also being used by Ilocanos – and Concha’s – to sweeten their coffee or tea (according to Mr. Google). We loved how it gives brewed coffee a caramel flavor.

You can bet that when I saw it being sold in pasalubong shops in Ilocos, I just had to get some.

No, the correct word is HOARD lots of it.

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Of course, a trip to Ilocos won’t be complete without… BAGNET!!!

I actually brought home two kilos of this. And I’m regretting it a lil’ bit. That’s just too much cholesterol, right there.

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Ilocos region is a haven for foodies. Although some of our more ‘alta’ companions were complaining about the food – probably because they’re not used to eating pinakbet instead of bagnet in one of our food stops, which is just too sad – my tummy was fully satisfied. There’s just too many things to sample, and I really wish I could spend more time in the region just to take photos and eat.

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PS: the link to my blog entry for Top 10 Places I Want To Visit Before I Die appeared on this entry’s related posts, so I clicked on it. Apparently, Vigan, Ilocos Sur is on my bucketlist. I totally forgot about that. :hihihi: Well, that’s one item checked off on that list…

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Last weekend, I had the opportunity to visit the province of Ilocos Sur for the first time. It was a actually a religious pilgrimage, but I also took it as an opportunity to travel and experience the local color, and of course, the food.

In one of our stopovers, one of the pilgrims whose roots originate in Magsingal, Ilocos Sur, served us the morning snacks. It wasn’t exactly a morning snack; it was served at around 1:00pm due to delays in our itinerary. Me and my family were actually hesitant to eat because we know that buffet lunch is coming. Must save space on our tummies, ya know. :naughty: However, we saw the others enthusiastically sipping on hot soup and since we have nothing to do but wait, we decided to queue up.

First, we were handed this variation of the sumang antala (a local rice cake), which I was hesitant to try as I’m not too fond of this kind of suman if it doesn’t come with ripe mangoes or sweetened beans.

But the others were raving about how different it was from the suman we know, so I took a bite. Unlike the usual sumang antala which has a bland flavor, this one is quite tasty. It’s a nice mixture of salty-sweet like inangit (sticky rice), but a bit sweeter and a lot stickier. It was nice. :thumbup:

And then, when we reached the top of the queue, we were served this noodle soup:

It’s kinda like a cross between mami and sotanghon soup, but with Ilocano miki (egg noodles) instead of sotanghon (glass noodles). The soup was light and tasty, which is just right especially if you’re so hungry and your stomach craves for something to warm it up. Then the locals said, “mas masarap po yan kung may sili, try n’yo po!” (it will be much tastier if you add ‘sili’ on it, try it!). The ‘sili’ refers to this:

It’s Ilocano cane vinegar mixed with the local variety of chili peppers. I sprinkled some on my soup, took a sip, and…

…WHOA. :whoa: What sorcery is this? Is this what soup heaven feels like? The soup by itself is quite tasty, but adding the vinegar-chili concoction gives it a whole new level in tastiness. It gave the dish a whole new character. It was soooo good that despite the anticipated buffet lunch – which also did not disappoint – I asked for another bowl of just the soup with chili vinegar.

Later on, I learned that this dish is considered as street food and can be sampled at food stalls in Vigan along with empanada and okoy. It’s simple food that warms the soul.

This trip was supposed to be a religious experience, spiritually. I never expected it to be a religious gastronomical experience, as well.

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When I wrote that blog entry two months ago where I declared that I will just be an Alden Richards fan from a distance, I didn’t mean to take it too literally. Like what I did today.

I’m currently in the boondocks for some work-related stuff when I’m alerted that tickets for Alden Richards’ upcoming concert will be available online. It’s quite a long and complicated story, but to put it simply: they launched it yesterday, they announced that the first 300 ticket buyers will get some extra stuff like sound check access, and they said “buy your tickets now” but online ticket selling was not available. :aargh:

I literally was constantly reloading Ticketnet since yesterday because I wanted to be part of that lucky 300. And because I was trained for it by Kpop, I know that one second may very well be one second too late. I also know that other groups have been working on their tickets for days now; being on hiatus from this fandom and being literally up in the mountains, I have to (1) double the effort, and (2) work on this on my own.

To add more to my anxiety: the task of buying tickets for the rest of Alden International lies on my shoulders. Why? Because I’m a masochist like that.

Around 11am today. We were in transit when the selling page for Alden’s concert went up on Ticketnet. I quickly fished out my card and selected our seats. Which was not an easy task because I was in transit at the boondocks, and signal was intermittent. :nailbite: My anxiety came from mixed sources: the fear that good seats might run out; that we might miss the first 300 slots; that signal might go kaput while payment is being processed. :aargh: Add to that the constant beeps from Messenger because my friends were also panicking regarding the tickets. I hope none of my travel companions were filming me because, omigad, I’m damn sure it wasn’t a pretty sight. I was definitely not a picture of calmness at that time.

Long story short, we got the tickets without any hassle, just a few short moments before the site went down. :cheer:

I should’ve been relaxing. I should be living a peaceful life. Didn’t I say I’m already retired from active fangirling? But nooooo…! I simply can’t let Alden International be left out in the cold! We may be down, but we’re not out. Yet.

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