Life in Autumn

School has started again so I might not be able to post much on this blog.

However, I do make time for Facebook. You can visit my profile here http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=539159220 and pet my soya friend Taho.

Right now I’m trying to convince myself that I’m doing something fruitful here because I’m planning to do a paper on online social networking for my Anthropology class.

On a lighter note, have you seen Star Cinema’s film One More Chance? I’m still trying to get rid of that song in my head but the movie was surprisingly entertaining.

A recent article in Time Magazine entitled “You Eat What You Are” talked about a book called My Last Supper by photographer Melanie Dunea. Dunea asked 50 of the world’s top chefs what they’d eat for their last meal. Well, not surprisingly, most of their answers were simple everyday food as well as comfort foods like fried chicken, cheeseburgers, bread, pasta, etc. The thing is that these chefs have really sophisticated tastebuds. I mean, try watching the Food Network. You’d never see a simple dish being prepared there. Even frying a freakin’ whole chicken requires a lot of work like preparing the stuffing and the side dishes and all that. Rachael Ray makes 30-minute meals look like a breeze when it would actually take you a whole day just looking for the right ingredients for her recipes. I mean let’s get real. I could never be able to do those home-made, healthy three course meals with work and other important stuff like this blog, right? But I’m digressing here.

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So, I’ve been spending my free time, before school starts, catching up on my current favorite shows–Heroes, Prison Break, Private Practice and Grey’s Anatomy.  A colleague introduced me to Gossip Girl, one of the new shows in the U.S.  If you enjoyed The O.C., I think you’re gonna get the hang of this new show.  After all, it came from the same creator of the defunct t.v. show.

Anyhoo, the characters in Gossip Girl kinda reminds me of my high school, all the painful, awkward stuff in it.  Not that I lived in the same high-class environment.  But you get my drift.

Someday I’m gonna write something about my own high school life and it’s going to be painful, heartbreaking, funny, awkward and hopeful. 

As Frank McCourt described in his brilliant book Angela’s Ashes:

“When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all.  It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while.”