Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief

Rating:	★★★
Category:	Movies
Genre:	Action & Adventure

I'd be going to two different sides on this one.

In other words I have mix views about the movie.

The Lightning Thief is the first in series of books depicting Percy Jackson, the son of Poseidon, and his adventures. It tells Percy's first ever quest which was to retrieve Zeus' master bolt from whoever it was that stole it.

As a moviegoer, it was a great film. Nice effects great story line. The camera footage was a little blurry at some points but most of the time it was great. The lead actor was alright and the cast were a bunch of really great actors. The effect on the mythical creatures were satisfactory. If I was rating the movie on movie alone it would've gotten a much higher star mark.

The problem is I am a bookworm. I am not saying that Chris Columbus is a killer of book adapted into movie but he actually is. Fist Harry Potter and now Percy Jackson. A lot of things were changed and a lot of important side stories went missing. If you've read the book, you would know how important Ares is in the story but now we don't know who he even is. Chiron is the head of camp so what happens in the second film. Its those difference that may really change what happens in all the five storylines. Book-wise is would have gotten a zero in my book.

It is still a good watch for this weekend with the kids. But if you really want a sense of adventure I suggest you just buy the books instead.

Youth 2010: Boto Para Sa Pagbabago

That was the longest day ever.

I went to school at around 8 in the morning. The auditorium doors would be opened for the forum at around 10:30. My partner in English research decided to do first one of our assignments so we would be done then we would line up to get into the auditorium.

Our surprise when one of my friends told me that the line was so long already.

Chances of getting inside the auditorium were slim and since most of the students there were early because they were saving a place for their friends.

We ended up watching in one of the classrooms.

The debate was great to listen to. It was just a little bad that most of the students really wanted to get inside.

But nothing would compare to the mayhem that occurred after the forum. When Gibo and Noynoy left the Yuchengco auditorium and were at the lobby of Yuchengco building. I was told that Gibo wanted to roam around his old school but students wanting to shake his hand and take a picture of him wouldn't allow it.

You could see it in his face how grateful he was for all the support of the Lasallians.

The forum was pretty great. Some answers were exceptional, some candidates played it safe, some were just down right disappointing. Some candidates didn't even answer the question at all.

My summary would be: Gordon and Gibo were good but played it safe with the Arroyo question. Villar and Madrigal were at each others throats all throughout. Noynoy answered well but played it safe most of the time and I didn't like his closing statement. Delos Reyes wasn't prepared for his questions and it was evident that he was nervous. Villanueva and Perlas were, well forgettable.

Top 3 would have been Gibo, Gordon and Noynoy.

And Villanueva and Madrigal kept calling us Lasallites. I know that was what we were called before but now its Lasallians. Ted Failon even corrected them.

Funny thing about watching it within the campus is you would hear Ted Failon's off the camera moments. Haha. Like. "Oh, mga Lasalyano pag balik natin energy pa rin ah?!" Haha.

I have to say that Gibo's answer with the Arroyo question was what I was expecting from him. And Gordon defending him was also a great show of camaraderie. Just because Gibo is within the same party as the President doesn't mean that they are equal. And Gibo's answer towards Madrigal's question was also exceptional.

Villar's comment about having famous relatives was un-called for. Good thing that Madrigal stepped in and commented him as well.

Gordon's answer that the Philippines was ready for Dick Gordon was very smart if one would think about it.

All in all it was a great forum.

Waiting in line then realizing that you should just watch in one of the classrooms, waiting for the candidates to arrive, then staying to shake hands with them (I had the chance to do that with Gibo and Noynoy!) and take their pictures was well worth the whole day in La Salle.

It shows that the Youth are really active in this upcoming election and they will really exercise their vote. Like it's tag line says:

Boto Para Sa Pagbabago!

The weirdest account in my life...

Alright, I'm at work but there is no hear as of this moment so I am making use of the very expensive Internet bill that we pay.

I was in De La Salle University, Andrew Building earlier, having my History class. My professor, who I will argue is older than my parents, was talking about how the Philippines isn't progressing because it is a buyer of products and not a producer of exports.

Suddenly, out of the blue, I saw a white plastic bag floating in mid air. I know this may not necessarily be a very fascinating thing, but I was in the 10th floor of the building, a building with very high ceiling I may add.

I mean, if I would describe it, the white plastic bag was flying. Dragged around by the breeze and even went across the Enrique building which is only 10 floors. I mean it was flying. Having no care whatsoever and just letting the wind push itself in the right direction.

I couldn't take my eyes off it. (Arguably, it was only about 20 seconds that the plastic flew in front of the window.) But it was at the exact same time, that my History professor was stating that it was about time that the Philippines soared to new heights.

Analogy, the Philippines was that plastic bag and it flew not by itself but with the help of the wind. If the Philippines is the bag, what is the wind? A question that I will not answer but let you, the reader, answer for yourself.

Justice will prevail! (More of a rant rather than a blog)

Outrage isn't the word that I would describe what I felt when I heard that RP was named most dangerous place for journalists.

I felt down! As in, very depressed! Because, some point of time in my life, I was a journalist and I still am even if my college degree is not related to journalism.

Alright, maybe other people died in that tragedy and not just journalist. But that would be handled in another part of this rant.

Hear me out.

Those people, were sent their not really by their won choice, they were given an assignment to cover the filling of the candidates certificate for the upcoming election. They weren't part of this political dynasty clash. They shouldn't have been killed. None of those people deserved to have died like that, and what was the gain from their deaths, a society with nothing but the old C-O-R-R-U-P-T-I-O-N still hanging over the air of the Philippines.

The people responsible think they are untouchables, well they aren't. They've already been expelled from their party by a person who can actually have an intellectual conversation with Harvard professors. They given a bad name for the provinces in Mindanao. And they have disgraced the values of being a Filipino.

It was ironic, the the press conference for the young journalists of our country took place last week. Will this be their fate as well when they are in the job they've dreamed of doing? Are the Filipino journalist be famous for always getting killed while in the field?

What justice is this for the country and for the act of freedom of speech in itself?!

Rant. That is what's above and I really don't care if the ideas are all rumbled and I really don't care if it's the worst essay you've read so far. All I care about is that, whoever did this, may it have been the one giving the order or the one carrying out the order, you'll have to face the consequences of your actions. Every single on of your countrymen hates you. You'll have to live with that fact, and if I could have a chance I would like to ask those responsible:

What political power really worth what you'll be facing?

I sure hope you don't answer yes.

Last Day of Work! and The Gathering!

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Dec 4, '09 06:00a

We take this rivalry too seriously!

Haha, my dad just told me that the 2010 elections would be just like your ordinary UAAP game. It's the green team versus the blue, not in basketball but in politics and in the highest positions in the country.

The presidential elections is a fight between DLSU alumni and ADMU alumni.

Gilbert Teodoro and his running mate Eduardo Manzano are both graduates of La Salle while Ninoy Aquino and Mar Roxas are both Atenistas.

I know this maybe just a coincidence and all that but the rivalry between my school and my best friend's school is just too much. It reached this level for Pete's sake!

Well I don't think both schools in question will support their graduates. The president of DLSU and DLSU itself is close to the heart of the Aquino family even if Noynoy came from Ateneo.

I just hope this election won't be like a DLSU-ADMU game wherein their's a fight after the match.

How it happened! The final hours of my PSP...

Alright! A fair warning. This post is very emotional and very materialistic. Do not read if you hate both!!!



Last Tuesday, I rode the trains LRT and MRT towards Makati to meet my parents there and will go home together. I waited for my sister in the station and hold and behold when she saw me, the front pocket of my bag was open. First I thought, no big. I don't put important stuff there anyways.

She asked me to check everything that I have in my bag. And suprise!!! No PSP in sight, I must have placed it in the front pocket of my bag.

To quote my dad, "Para kang nawalan ng boyfriend!"

Yes! That is how much I loved my PSP. I mean, it was the ultimate gadget! You could play games, watch movies, listen to music, take pictures (if you had the PSP camera gadget) and even surf the internet!

I totally miss it and always kick myself when I remembered how careless I was for not minding my bag while I was walking in the station.

Alright, my PSP was old and well it's been used and wanning in the years, but I still love it. I want my PSP back but I know I won't ever get it.

By some chance, if whoever took it is reading this. You can't open it because it has a password. there are no games except for the BOOK READER, and it has a memory of 2GB only. You picked the wrong PSP to steal just so you know.