I got heartbroken when Warrick Brown died. 2 gunshots, 1 bullet wound, he bled to death in a small alley beside his car. He died in Gil Grissom's arms. Warrick Brown was a CSI II in the TV series CSI Las Vegas. He was smart, sharp, loyal, a good friend, a very good CSI not to mention sexy and very appealing with beautiful eyes. He had his ups and downs, good moments and worst moments as a CSI but he always knew to choose the right and straight path in the end...he aways tend to do the right thing.
I've always admired the way he handled his murder cases and he always was a team player. He was a always level headed and tried to be more like Gil Grissom as a CSI. Next to Gil Grissom - I've always loved Warrick Brown. His wit and tendency to triumph over his bad side has always been very inspiring to me. He just plainly blows me away. I've always been grateful how Gil Grissom always believed in Him even when the whole world did not. And as always, Warrick never failed and disappointed Grissom.
That is why when they killed Warrick Brown's character, I cried. I was really hoping that he didn't die, that he could still survive his injury and solve murder cases. But with a bullet wound through his neck, not even a fantasy movie could justify surviving that. The only consolation was that his fellow team members led by Grissom solved the crime and caught the murderer before Warrick was finally made to rest. Warrick Brown made his whole team whole again. Even Sarah was there to help out. Warrick made them realize that life is too short and fleeting, so precious not to appreciate each other's presence often.
News of Grissom leaving CSI made my heart sink and Warrick Brown's death made my heart bleed. For me, CSI would never ever be the same again without Gil Grissom and especially Warrick Brown.
Nevertheless, Warrick Brown left a great legacy up to the end, he set the records straight, up to the end he chose the right path, he never regretted his choices even if it cost him his life.
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"As Crime Scene Investigators, we meet people at the worst day of their lives. They've just lost a family member, somebody they love, often in a horrible way. A piece of their heart is gone and will never be replaced. The phrase we're trained to offer them, 'I'm sorry for your loss', as we know now..does not offer much."
- Gil Grissom
(at Warrick Brown's funeral)
Friday, April 30, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Alice in Wonderland movie
I got to watch Alice in Wonderland via 3D in Manila. Aside from the 3D animation, the movie almost moved me to tears, If I wasn't wearing those 3D shades, I think I might have cried. lol
Aside from remembering my reading days when I was I kid, I've always envied Alice having to be in Wonderland. :) Just like I've always envied Peter Pan and Wendy in Neverland. I was exhilarated every time a familiar character pops up on the screen and introduce him/herself. I cant stop myself from saying ohhhh, wait, i know those guys, its tweedledee and tweedledum! (to my companions' dismay) lol Its like being re-introduced to them.
The film had a different edge. I half expected to see a light and disney-like movie but also wanted the movie to be more like Lewis Carroll's Through The Looking Glass which is a bit more deeper and bleaker, if I should say, than the cartoon Alice in Wonderland. I was a bit disappointed though that the movie was actually an "after" story. Alice all grown up and finding herself back in wonderland forgetting she's ever been in wonderland when she was younger. I wanted to see the movie as it was written, how Alice met everyone in Wonderland which was actually Underland in the movie and that alice just thought it to be wonderland because of the wonderful things she saw and experienced when she was a little girl. ( so sorry, I'm not a spoiler, if you haven't watched the film yet, don't read this review...hehehe ;) ). But, I should hand it to the writers, they still managed to make me love the movie!
I even thought that the girl playing Alice would not reach up to my expectations..but she played Alice really well. I particularly liked The Mad Hatter. Though the Mad Hatter I met in books when I was a little girl was a little madder than Johnny Depp but I still like him anyway.
The movie is very nice. I enjoyed it very much. Plus watching it in 3D tripled the excitement! I would very much want to watch it again. Too bad we had a flight to catch that time.
But I wasn't disappointed while I was waiting for these lines to be uttered: "I daresay you haven't had much practice! Why, I believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast!" (though I think it was the Queen who said that in the book, not Alice)
I daresay watch the movie guys! very very good.
Aside from remembering my reading days when I was I kid, I've always envied Alice having to be in Wonderland. :) Just like I've always envied Peter Pan and Wendy in Neverland. I was exhilarated every time a familiar character pops up on the screen and introduce him/herself. I cant stop myself from saying ohhhh, wait, i know those guys, its tweedledee and tweedledum! (to my companions' dismay) lol Its like being re-introduced to them.
The film had a different edge. I half expected to see a light and disney-like movie but also wanted the movie to be more like Lewis Carroll's Through The Looking Glass which is a bit more deeper and bleaker, if I should say, than the cartoon Alice in Wonderland. I was a bit disappointed though that the movie was actually an "after" story. Alice all grown up and finding herself back in wonderland forgetting she's ever been in wonderland when she was younger. I wanted to see the movie as it was written, how Alice met everyone in Wonderland which was actually Underland in the movie and that alice just thought it to be wonderland because of the wonderful things she saw and experienced when she was a little girl. ( so sorry, I'm not a spoiler, if you haven't watched the film yet, don't read this review...hehehe ;) ). But, I should hand it to the writers, they still managed to make me love the movie!
I even thought that the girl playing Alice would not reach up to my expectations..but she played Alice really well. I particularly liked The Mad Hatter. Though the Mad Hatter I met in books when I was a little girl was a little madder than Johnny Depp but I still like him anyway.
The movie is very nice. I enjoyed it very much. Plus watching it in 3D tripled the excitement! I would very much want to watch it again. Too bad we had a flight to catch that time.
But I wasn't disappointed while I was waiting for these lines to be uttered: "I daresay you haven't had much practice! Why, I believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast!" (though I think it was the Queen who said that in the book, not Alice)
I daresay watch the movie guys! very very good.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Unending
Goodbye is the passing of time
against your will without having the
power to stop it...
Goodbye is a tear falling on soft pillows
as a gentle head lays on it...
Goodbye is a word, which brings sorrow to
the one who should speak it...
Goodbye is a thousand stakes plunged through
one's heart...
It is the falling of leaves on sweet
summer's end .. a hat blown away by the
wind...dead roses through pages of
books...
And it does not end...Like the same
flowing river that is never the same every
second of the day... it is a vicious
Cycle..it never ends..never ends...
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
IT
I walk the earth when darkness settles in
I roam the vast plane when coldness
hungs in the air
I pass through deserted and quiet streets
I am born when the sun dies
I swim through the darkest and deepest
oceans
I take shelter under the cold and harsh rain
I feed on depression and loneliness
I am the howling wind from the east
I am the cold and creaking stairs
I am the harsh slapping of ocean waves
on the rocks
I spread my wings towards the black horizon
and fly over restless souls
I live inside every forgotton books and
thrive on torn pages
I am the witness to every tear shed
and break every breaking heart...
I roam the vast plane when coldness
hungs in the air
I pass through deserted and quiet streets
I am born when the sun dies
I swim through the darkest and deepest
oceans
I take shelter under the cold and harsh rain
I feed on depression and loneliness
I am the howling wind from the east
I am the cold and creaking stairs
I am the harsh slapping of ocean waves
on the rocks
I spread my wings towards the black horizon
and fly over restless souls
I live inside every forgotton books and
thrive on torn pages
I am the witness to every tear shed
and break every breaking heart...
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Into the Night..
She Walks in Moonlight
Steadily, slowing and cunningly
her body gracefully as She Leaned
on the roof
Her movements so Coordinated
Like a trained assassin
on the kill,
with her innate skills
and inborn patience
she waits...
She walks under the soft glow of the moon
her yellow eyes with unwavering stare
alert as ever...
her soft hair glistening in the
darkness of the night
and perfect sharp teeth under
a wicked smile
And with unbelievable stillness
she waits......
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staring on a rooftop one night on June 2002
Steadily, slowing and cunningly
her body gracefully as She Leaned
on the roof
Her movements so Coordinated
Like a trained assassin
on the kill,
with her innate skills
and inborn patience
she waits...
She walks under the soft glow of the moon
her yellow eyes with unwavering stare
alert as ever...
her soft hair glistening in the
darkness of the night
and perfect sharp teeth under
a wicked smile
And with unbelievable stillness
she waits......
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staring on a rooftop one night on June 2002
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I got flowers today
I got flowers today
It wasn’t my birthday or
any other special day
we had our first argument last night,
and he said a lot of cruel
things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and
didn’t mean the things he said.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today
It wasn’t our anniversary or
any other special day.
Last night, he threw me to the wall
and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare
I couldn’t believe it was real
I woke up this morning sore and
bruised all over. He must be sorry…
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today, and it wasn’t
Mother’s Day or any other special day.
Last night, he beat me up again and it was
much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do?
How will I take care of my kids?
What about money?
I’m afraid of him and scared to leave
But I know he must be sorry…
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today
Today was a very special day
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me.
He beat me up to death.
If only I have gathered enough courage
and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers today.
~ Anonymous ~
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for all the women out there.
When the curtain falls
When my grandfather died, it felt like my whole world fell apart.
It felt like I was being pulled out of reality or worse, it felt like reality was beginning to pull the curtains down from my eyes allowing me to see its true nature. I was also beginning to see my own life in a whole new different perspective. But if that was reality, I wouldn't know what confusion is. It seemed I was more confused than I have ever been in my entire life.
Once or twice in our lives, we encounter things that we regret doing and even not doing. The good point or perhaps the greatest point in our lives would actually be having done something or was able to to something to rectify that regret. But the most depressing would be knowing that you can never do something about it...ever...
But when my grandfather died, my whole world crumbled into this little pieces that I know would be hard for me to pick up easily. I did more than mourn for him. I cried my heart out. He meant the world to me. Nobody could have known it for I was not the type to wear her heart out on her sleeve. I thought the 'big man' was immortal. I thought he was gonna be there forever. So even though I have always wanted to kiss him and tell him how much I loved him, I did not. I saved it for another time that I thought we were always gonna have. But time was actually running out. And that is one of my greatest regret in life. I was not able to show affection when I have all the chance and all the time in the world. Well, because, I am just not that kind of person. It is very difficult to express emotions in my world. And the greatest depression is, no matter how hard I tried, how hard I cried, I can never ever tell my grandfather all the things I wanted to say, all the things I wanted to do...ever...
...for he is gone forever but in my heart...
And I am not sure that I'd be able to pick up the little pieces entirely.
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my grandfather died April 16, 2001
It felt like I was being pulled out of reality or worse, it felt like reality was beginning to pull the curtains down from my eyes allowing me to see its true nature. I was also beginning to see my own life in a whole new different perspective. But if that was reality, I wouldn't know what confusion is. It seemed I was more confused than I have ever been in my entire life.
Once or twice in our lives, we encounter things that we regret doing and even not doing. The good point or perhaps the greatest point in our lives would actually be having done something or was able to to something to rectify that regret. But the most depressing would be knowing that you can never do something about it...ever...
But when my grandfather died, my whole world crumbled into this little pieces that I know would be hard for me to pick up easily. I did more than mourn for him. I cried my heart out. He meant the world to me. Nobody could have known it for I was not the type to wear her heart out on her sleeve. I thought the 'big man' was immortal. I thought he was gonna be there forever. So even though I have always wanted to kiss him and tell him how much I loved him, I did not. I saved it for another time that I thought we were always gonna have. But time was actually running out. And that is one of my greatest regret in life. I was not able to show affection when I have all the chance and all the time in the world. Well, because, I am just not that kind of person. It is very difficult to express emotions in my world. And the greatest depression is, no matter how hard I tried, how hard I cried, I can never ever tell my grandfather all the things I wanted to say, all the things I wanted to do...ever...
...for he is gone forever but in my heart...
And I am not sure that I'd be able to pick up the little pieces entirely.
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my grandfather died April 16, 2001
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