Hindi ko nagawang pumasok kanina, may tonsilitis kasi ako at mataas ang lagnat *post medical certificate here*. PAKER!!! Unang...moreTuesday, January 4, 2011
Hindi ko nagawang pumasok kanina, may tonsilitis kasi ako at mataas ang lagnat *post medical certificate here*. PAKER!!! Unang pasukan ng taon di ako nakapasok, paano kung bumagsak ako nito? Hindot, ayaw kong mag-6 years sa Engineering! Bakit kasi ako tinamad nagkasakit? Kaya 'yon, pumunta na lang ako ng mall at nagkape, frappe, Venti. Para mawala ang tonsilitis ko, at para magkaroon ako ng ganang simulan at tapusin ang Mama Susan na hiniram ko pa kapalit ng bulok na copy ng Bloodline ni Sheldon.
Eh sino ba naman kasing sisipagin basahin ang isang librong parang ganito lang? Journal ng isang taong wala namang magandang ikekwento at wala namang mga bagong ideyang pwedeng ibahagi. Tapos babanatan ka pa ng entry niya noong October 14, 1998, Wednesday:
Wala naman akong itinatago, wala namang nakakatuwa dito, ano kaya makukuha nya?
Pero binigyan ko pa rin ng chance ang librong 'yon. Medyo naaalala ko kasi ang The Perks of Being a Wallflower ni Stephen Chbosky sa style ng narration, ang kinaibahan lang, mga liham ang sinusulat ng bida at di journal. Muntikan ko na rin kasing sukuan ang librong yon, feeling ko kasi ini-spam lang ako ni Charlie. Pero buti na lang tinapos ko, na-satisfy naman ako sa ending. So ganoon ang ginawa ko sa Mama Susan, tinapos kahit na kung ako si Lao, yung propesor na mahilig sa Slurpee, ay mamarkahan ko ng singko ang class card ni Gilberto P. Manasala. Si Galo ang may-ari ng journal, isang masipag na estudyante, utusan, gitarista, rapper, corny, at pakiramdam ko may eidetic memory dahil kaya niyang ulitin ang sinabi ng Lola niya tungkol sa pag-ihip ng mga anghel sa trumpeta.
Kung gagawa man ako ng review ng Mama Susan, sasabihin kong muntikan ko na itong magustuhan. Kung di lang kasi journal style yung pagkwekwento. Di naman kasi nakatulong 'yon sa pagbuo plot. Pakiramdam ko, kung pupunitin ko ang unang entries ni Galo at ititira lang ang parts kung saan nasa probinsya na siya'y wala akong mami-miss.
Kung ikekwento na lang siguro ni Bob Ong ng normal ang Mama Susan, siguro ay mas na-build pa niya ang character ng protaganist. Para kasing minadali lahat; 'yung pagtanggap niya sa pagkatao niya; 'yung may mga bagay na naghihintay ka ng isang pulidong reaction galing sa kanya ngunit binigo ka lang (na di nga masisisi dahil journal nga, mahirap nga namang idescribe ang sarili mong emosyon sa papel). Parang deadline na bukas ng journal na sinusulat mo at di ka pa tapos kaya isusulat mo na lang sa pinakamadaling paraan ang mga nangyari, tipikal na school project.
Muntikan ko ng magustuhan ang Mama Susan dahil na-touch nito 'yung mga topic na gusto ko: religion, globalization, at... 'yun lang 'ata. Kaso kung nakapagbasa ka na ng Bob Ong, alam mong nasulat na niya iyon. Para ka lang nakikinig sa sermon ng Nanay mo araw-araw na linisin mo 'yung kwarto mo, sarap sabihing paulit-ulit? at pwede bang pumuna naman siya ng iba gaya ng magulo mong closet. ('Yun nga lang, sadyang pasok sa isang tainga at labas sa isa tayo.)
Muntik ko ng magustuhan ang Mama Susan dahil horror ang atake ng kwento. Mahilig kasi ako sa horror tingnan mo yung ex ko, kaya nga fan ako ni Stephen King, kaya lang mukhang fan din ni King si Ong. Ang labo. Maraming tao ang namangha (o nainis) sa ending ng Mama Susan. Pero nabasa ko na ang ganoong ending eh. Sa isa sa mga collections ng short stories ni Stephen King na Nightmares and Dreamscapes, kabilang doon ang "The End of the Whole Mess", diyan ko unang nabasa ang ganoong style ng ending.
I assume that when you read this rant review you have also read Looking for Alaska. (Well, if not. Go give me a favor and peruse...morePaper Towns John Green
I assume that when you read this rant review you have also read Looking for Alaska. (Well, if not. Go give me a favor and peruse read it. Will save a lot of my time.) Because if you do, I'll skip the summary. You see, there's really nothing to tell about it. You still have a geeky boy who's head over heels with this very awesome, unattainable girl. And I might spoil you if I start talking about the plot.
The reason why I am writing this is I just want to share how much I love this book:
I am so in love with Paper Towns that I want to kiss it, put it on my bed and sleep with it.
I APPRECIATE PAPER TOWNS SO MUCH THAT I EVEN PUT CAPS LOCK AT THE BEGGINING OF EVERY SINGLE LETTER.
I am so fond of Paper Towns that I don't know what to say.
I got so inspired by Paper Towns that I want to get into my car and drive across the Pacific and go to Agloe, New York. (No. I'll get a car first.)
I adore Margo Roth Spiegelman so deeply that I want to print a picture of her and make it my room's wall paper.
I like Radar Lincoln as a secondary character so much that he actually beat Tiny Cooper (from Will Grayson, Will Grayson) off this list. (I can really relate to him. Hey! I also used to edit numerous articles in a Wiki-like site. Potter's, yes.)
Paper Towns was so great that it'll make Harry run for his money. (Loljk, even Radar is a reader.)
Paper Towns was so awe-inspiring that it truly should be called a masterpiece.
John Green is so good that he nearly wins against me as the Lord of Awesome.
And I know, you are so pissed at me right now that you want to murder me. But I'll tell you that it would be redundant, because this book killed me already.
Two stars. Because Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was mentioned. Somehow, Stephen King was right. James Patterson, you can't really right a damn....moreTwo stars. Because Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was mentioned. Somehow, Stephen King was right. James Patterson, you can't really right a damn.
I'm saying it again James, WHAT A WASTE OF PARCHMENTS.(less)
Imagine this: On a hot summer day, a 16-year old, rotund boy invites you to join a new religion. The rules are simple: you don't have to wear robes li...moreImagine this: On a hot summer day, a 16-year old, rotund boy invites you to join a new religion. The rules are simple: you don't have to wear robes like the cult you see in movies (you don't need to sacrifice virgins too!), it's quite informal and Tuesday is the Sabbath. Your god will be called the Ten-legged One, the town's 207 feet water tower. Will you be one of the converts?
So, Jason Bock is a highly imaginative teenager who can ruin his chance with a girl by criticizing her habit of using 'so' to start a sentence. He's fed up with his parents' devoutness to Catholic and starts to doubt his faith. Agnostic-and-just-steps-away-to-atheist, Jason concocts his own customized religion. It's god is a water tower ("Water is Life." he reasons). And coming up with much of its doctrine off the top of his head, he names the religion Chutengodianism, the Church of the Ten-legged God. He also creates its own commandments:
1. Thou shalt not be a jerk. 2. Get a life. 3. Thou shalt not eat asparagus.
His bestfriend, Peter "Shin" Shinner is his first recruit. As the founder and the Head Kahuna of the religion, Jason names Shin as the First Keeper of the Sacred Text. Shin is a dorky snail-farmer who, I think, is presenting the qualities of OCPD. He even begins to write their scripture, portions of which precede the chapter. Jason also converts the cute as a button, Magda Price (First Priestess), just normal Dan Grant (First Acolyte Exaltus) and Jason's nemesis, Henry Stagg (High Priest). And as the religion grows, conflicts emerge. And Jason struggles to control it.
The quote "Why mess around with Catholicism when you can have your own customized religion?" printed at the back cover of this book (and not to mention the National Book Award sticker) is the reason why I bought and decided to read this. How often will you find a YA that objectively discusses agnosticism and religion? Not often, for sure.
Godless is straightforward, fun and well-written... particularly to its target audience. I gave it 4 stars because I can easily relate to it. I think, there's really a stage in your life when you doubt your religion and your faith. As an agnostic-and-there's-nothing-wrong-being-atheist myself, I find Jason's thoughts easy to follow. I also asked some of his questions. Perhaps, the lack of character development and the simplicity of the plot will make some readers dislike Godless. But I think the book's message is enough to cover it.
This is not an atheist book nor an anti-Christ (though not a pro-religion either). This isn't also a book that criticizes Catholic churh (though some rites have an issue with Jason). It is about the effect of an organized religion to the people who support it. Some turn into an obsessed believer (like my Physics professor) and others become Protestant. We see schism in leadership and doctrine. We see the consequences of an action taken on a basis of presumed faith alone.
Here in the Philippines, where 85% are Christians (most are Catholics) and 10% are Muslims, talking about the possibility that there's no God or you believe in other holy entity is laughable. Remember those semi-cult religion who believes that Rizal is god? Media's laughing stock. Here, we don't ever know the separation of the church and the state. And reading this is kinda refreshing.
I like this book because it makes me think of my ah... faith. No, Godless is not a critique whether God exists, it is an exploration of one's struggle in faith. It is easy to say that you don't think God exists. But if you don't believe in God... what do you believe in?
My father sighed and sat back and said, "You think you're an atheist then?" "I'm not sure what I am." He looked at me for a long time then. I think it was the longest time he has ever looked at me without saying anything. Finally, he spoke. "I'm sorry to hear that, Jason." "Why?" "Because it means you've got a long lonely road ahead of you."
Will I have a long lonely road? I don't really care, at least this is my road. I just hope that I don't have a god as steel and as rusty as Jason's.
*I'll just take a nap, then I'll try to write a review. (Now, I wonder if I have narcolepsy.)(less)
Since tomorrow's a continuation of our hell week/s (and I haven't studied yet), I'll make this review short.
I want to say three things:
1. I cried when...moreSince tomorrow's a continuation of our hell week/s (and I haven't studied yet), I'll make this review short.
I want to say three things:
1. I cried when I read this. Oh, yeah I know, kinda lame. But I am not done yet: I cried over a tree (a sycamore, Platanus occidentalis, to be exact. I don't know how this tree looks like I have to google it ). This, I think, will give you an idea how much emotion you'll get when you read this. Or just proves how crybaby I am.
2. The Author (too long to type. Oh, yeah I just typed this message), Wendelin Van Draanen, I guess, supports the theory that girls mature faster than boys (which I totally disagree with, but my opinions not important now).
So, when this "Julianna "Juli" Baker meets Bryce Loski at the beginning of second grade, she knows it's love, but Bryce isn't so sure, especially as her obsession with him grows and she stalks him throughout his school years. This story is told alternatively by sarcastic Bryce and spunky Juli, each with their distinct views on the story of themselves; they take you from the first moment they met to junior high, where one flip changes everything." (And this brief overview came from Wiki, word by word. Sorry but I am too tired to summarize this now and this book is an easy and quick read so duh! But if you really want to know the story, you can watch this video from Youtube.)
This book brings back the memory of middle school (oh elementary years!), when you meet and make new friends, boys are afraid of girls (I don't know if this really happens. You see, I don't know anybody back in elementary school. This has always been a family joke: when someone from school said hi, and my mom's like "Hey, is that your classmate. Say hi." And I was like "uhm yeah." And she would ask "who's he?" And I would answer "I don't know." Early signs that I am not normal. Thank goodness at 5th grade I met my first two friends.) and when school activities are so embarrassing. Really entertaining.
3. I liked how she ended it. When I was in the last pages of the book, I was almost praying: Please don't stop yet. Don't end like this. DON'T YOU DARE END THIS NOVEL WITH THIS.