The Girl in the Dirty Shirt

There's An Atkins Joke There Somewhere

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

I’ve been working on all sorts of papers since Sunday: the last half of my titi proposal, film reflections (20 questions on 2 films in 2 pages; try it, it’s a riot), that stupid Theo conscience exercise a.k.a. the most excruciating, most hypocritical three pages I have ever written (so far), etc.

I was so burnt out, I thought I deserved to pretend I wasn’t busy anymore and ran off to watch Nacho Libre. It wasn’t as nutty as I thought it would be, and had the same plot formula as School of Rock which, while expected, was still pretty annoying. This might sound hypocritical of me, since the titi proposal I’ve been slaving over exposes me as a screenplay structure hard-ass, but Nacho was just too obvious for my taste. They could have tried harder to work alongside structure than be its bitch. There were some priceless moments, though, and the depiction of jologs Mexico was pretty good. And I liked the corn. You can’t be mad at corn.

On the way home, I passed by the ukay and Booksale, two places I hadn’t visited in a while. There was nothing at the ukay, but I got this short fiction anthology at Booksale. I found it after one of the clerks (or whatever you call the guy whose job it is to dump the books in bins) gave me his little plastic stool to sit on. I had been squatting on the floor, madly searching for any semblance of fiction amidst all the Atkins manuals (although fiction nga naman din ang Atkins, haha, look, look, I just made a joke, yes, laugh, laugh now, find me hilarious). I’m glad I was able to dig for nice things again.

I hope there’s school tomorrow. I need classes to distract me from schoolwork.

posted by marguerite @ 10:36 PM