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Movie Review: Breaking Dawn Part 2

Goddamnit.

Breaking... Dawn..

Mr. Bill Condon, why!? Why so genius, huh?

I am really speechless. I kid. I can't stop myself from comparing Part 2 from Part 1. Part 1 is way better in terms of special effects and wahtsoever. BUT! But.. I'm pretty sure, if you'll ask whoever watched Breaking Dawn Part2 which part of the movie did they like? One thing's for sure. The freakin' CHEATED EXPECTATION thingy! Mygad. Crazy!

Antagonists die. That's a norm. That'll be a kind of a 'ending scene', forever... until, this Breaking Dawn, this Bill Condon, did the other way around. WOW.

I love you Bill Condon for suprising me, us. But still, I hate the effects.

Rate: 95% ♥

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Movie Review: I Do Bidoo Bidoo

Hollah! Fine.

Honestly, I'm not a fan of our movies. Meaning the local ones. I love indifilms, but the mainstreams? I'm not pretty sure if I can finish the movie without being asleep.

Oh boy, I bought a DVD copy of this movie, it's not worth the cost of watching it on cinema theatres. Hahaha I kid! (Yeah, half-meant)

PINOY VALUES, it's what the movie about. I Do Bidoo Bidoo is a musical, romantic-comedy film. I love musicals, so a plus factor! :)

I love the music. APO. The "APO". Two thumbs-up!

Rate: 91% (Because of APO) 

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Movie Review: People Like Us

Ok.. Alright. Ok.

It's boring, FYI. But there's no way to avoid this movie, I have to watch it. Alright. Once again, it's boring.. Still I'm hoping for a good outcome because of Michelle Pfeiffer. My parents love her. She's great actually.

This is about FAMILY, fatherless family. One things for sure, it touched my heart not because I can relate to the story. I have a normal state/complete/happy family. It moved me in a way that it made me realized how lucky I am to be with my parents. I love them so much. 

The actors? They're great. They portrayed their roles very well.

Actors great. Story? 'Ok.'

Rate: 88% :)

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Hey! What’s up? I know this is crazy. Maybe I’m just bored. I don’t know but I just found myself thinking about you. Kung ano kaya ginagawa mo, nasaan ka, kumain ka na ba, kmusta ka, kung ok ka lang ba? Dami ko talaga naiisip. Kahit hindi pa kita kilala o nakikita, maybe na-meet na kita, pwede...

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Shake? It's more fun in PUP :)

I had this during our break time. Thanks Ate Maricel for this wonderful Chocolate Mousse with Oreo and Chocolate Sprinkles on top. I would say, this the best customized shake ever made for me! I love you and good luck to your business! :)

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Kid Cudi — Makin’ Himself Look Good via Cinemagram. 

TMZ is now on Cinemagram — an app that allows you to create moving photos from videos. Download it from the App Store to remix TMZ videos.

The best remixes could be featured here on Tumblr. You know, because Tumblr loves gifs … A lot.

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Did you buy one of those cheap 99 cent eyeliners because you’re on a budget? Is the product just completely a fail? Do you regret buying pencil eyeliners? No worries! I’m here to show you a little tip on how to make those cheap, useless eyeliners into creamy eyeliner that glides smoothly onto your...

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Dior Grand Bal False Lashes ($28)

The Dior Grand Bal Lashes, inspired by Dior’s legendary ball gowns and Christian Dior’s love for lavish parties, adorned with sparkling gold Swarovski crystals along the lashline.

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Oh, "friend zone"

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spiring

Lahat nagsisimula sa simpleng pangarap.. ;)

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flavor of the day: it’s a secret Guys, remember those concord grapes we were so excited about this weekend? Well, we’re even more excited about the ‘scream we crafted with them. It’s our Peanut Butter Jelly Time ‘scream, but with a bunch of other delicious stuff and, seriously, one bite and we feel like a kid. Releasing this one in October for our members so stay tuned.

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You smile..

.. I smile ☺

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Charlotte Tilbury playing makeup backstage at the #DKShow @MACcosmetics

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Your boyfriend walks into the house, to greet you after a long hard day at school. You had called him that morning, telling him you didn’t feel well and that you weren’t going to show up. You told him not to get the homework for you and to just stay away until you got better, because you didn’t want him to get the bug. Of course, thinking nothing of it, your boyfriend agreed and said to get better. That day, you decided to do the unthinkable; kill yourself. You decided to cut, to bleed to death. Your parents were gone, no one was home, it was the perfect time. Writing your goodbye notes, you set them on the kitchen table, hoping that once your parents would come home, they would realize after they read the letters, it was too late; you were already gone. The walk to the bathroom to get your razors was a long walk, the last walk of your life. You think about your boyfriend, how clueless he was. He had no idea what you were preparing for. He didn’t get that he’d never get to see you again. You think about your parents. You think about how much you thought you’ve disappointed them, how you didn’t think they were proud of you. You thought about your best friend at school. How much you loved her, the memories you both shared. You smiled at the thought but then remembered what you were about to do and the smile faded. You finally reach the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, you go to the cabinet and get what you need to get to get the job done. Before you slice your skin, you whisper, “I’m sorry.” and slice over the delicate part of your body. The blood pours out of your wrist, you fall to the ground, gasping in pain. Your eyes flutter, closing, as the pain becomes unbearable. Blood trickles next to the floor where you lay, getting all over your favorite outfit. You take a deep breath before slipping into a slumber.

Meanwhile, your boyfriend decides it would be a good idea to come and give you some soup for lunch. He usually just walks in, so he opens the door to your house, hollering your name. When no one answers, he walks further into the corridor, looking left and right. Of course, the bathroom is to the right of the room, the door wide open. Your body lays in a pool of blood near the open door, your body laying against the cabinets. Your boyfriend’s mouth is an “O” shape, too much in shock to let out a sound. But he quickly snaps out of it, running over to where you lay. He picks up your body, shaking it gently and saying your name. When you don’t respond, he starts shaking you more violently, raising his voice. Still, no answer. Your boyfriend is now crying, tears streaming down his face. He still continues to scream your name, hoping for an answer. He gets none. He stops shaking your body, laying his head on your stomach, bawling his eyes out. 

After a few minutes, he calms down, grabbing his cell phone and dialing the number everyone knows well; 911. The police rush over, your boyfriend never leaving your side. After being rushed to the hospital, a few hours later, it is announced that you didn’t make it. Your boyfriend falls into shock, not registering the fact that you aren’t on the earth anymore. Your parents weep violently in each others arms, repeating “It’s all our faults.” Your best friend? She’s fallen into the chairs of the waiting room, crying so hard, she’s about to throw up. Everyone in the waiting room is staring at your small group, feeling for them.

A week or so later, there’s a funeral held for you. 500 people and more show up to honor you. The whole service is filled with tears and sadness. Not one person is smiling or even attempting to smile. Everyone knows that maybe if they were a little nicer, you might still be here. Everyone in the room blames themselves. Your boyfriend, hasn’t spoken to anyone since the night. Your best friend, hasn’t eaten in days, maybe a scrap of food every now and then, but not more than a meal. Your parents? Your mom has fallen into depression. Your dad? He’s been like your boyfriend, hasn’t spoken a word since then. Everyday, he stares at the TV with a blank expression. The whole school? There is a case in front of the school with your picture and photos of you, a tribute, you could say. No one is the same anymore. Your smile could brighten someones day. Your laugh could make someone smile, even when they didn’t want to. Your voice, when you talk, is like an angel singing.

You think no one cares? Think again.