Differentiating Asian Dramas

Last Monday I decided to watch a Japanese Drama. I've been a fan of Asian Dramas, my favorite of which is "It Started With A Kiss". It's been a long time since I saw an asian drama. The last asian drama that I have seen was Absolute Boyfriend, which is so long ago. 

When I say Asian Dramas I meant, Korean, Taiwanes and Japanese dramas. You might notice I didn't include our very own Filipino Drama, it's because I can't find them in the internet and because I see them on the television anyway. 

Those three dramas from different countries have their own distinct characteristics.

Korean Dramas: Most of the time the girl antagonist is a strong persona. She's poor and is working hard for her family. She then meets a playboy or just an arrogant man who turns out to be freaking rich. For some reason, fate leads them together. At first the girl hates the boy, then secretly one of them falls in love with the other, then they found out that there's a third party (it's usually the best friend) and their love affair is put onto hold and much blah blah blah, they end up together anyway. Take note: the third party is usually the good guy or girl and they never get to have the antagonist. No matter how true their love is. Tsk Tsk Tsk

Full House

Taiwanese Drama: For the most T-drama I've seen the girl antagonist has a witty and jolly character. She is in love with someone who doesn't love her back or that's what she thinks. Sometimes with T-drama, there are so many men antagonist and they're all for the love of the girl but of course, the girl can only end up with one guy and it's always the bad boy image. And with much blah blah blah, they find each other and end up together.

It Started With A Kiss

Japanese Drama: Now, J-dramas are unique. You might ask why, this is because most dramas are live action of mangas or animes. You know that Japan is famous for their awesome manga and artistically beautiful animes, ayt? Well, their dramas are also from mangas or animes. Many famous Japanese dramas comes from mangas and animes e.g. Hana Kimi, Honey and Clover, Absolute Boyfriend and even their movies like Death Note comes from manga. Saying that, you should expect that J-dramas most of the time are romance comedy or if its a love story then you should expect it will have awesome stunts and talents from the antagonist. 

Nodame Cantabile 

But this is a generalization. I am not saying that all dramas from those country are really like those of what I said. Because sometimes awesome script writers has the guts to actually make their own story and does not follow the mainstream and tested plots.

In Korea, for example, they have awesome epic and historical shows such as Jumong and Jewel in the Palace. They also have medical dramas and law dramas. 

My knowledge is also limited to the dramas I've seen. The dramas I've seen are usually the famous ones because I don't want to see those who only has two stars on it. Who wants to see a boring drama anyway? 

If you want to try watching Asian Dramas you can go to:

http://www.mysoju.com/

http://www.crunchyroll.com/

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The Chilling Winds

 I saw this piece of mine. I wrote this from way back. It's a story about how people can be stuck after love has gone.

It was like a movie playing in my head again and again. I can’t stop it no matter what I do. The more that I tell myself not to think about it, the more that it bothers me. It was like a death sentence being passed over. The silence of the wind was chilling as I look into his eyes, hoping that he would see the silent pleading in my eyes. I knew my faith long before he said the words. I couldn’t recognize the man that I love that day. His eyes were dead and cold but somehow I saw pain. Is it possible that he was in pain too? 

“I’m leaving you”.

He said those words so bluntly that it broke my heart. I tried to stop the tears forming in my eyes. He looked me in the eye for the first time. His ocean blue eyes were difficult to read. A lump in my throat was forming and I knew that it wasn’t long before my tears would fall down.

“I’m so sorry”.

I nodded my head in recognition of what he said. He didn’t say anything else after that. He just turned around and walked away. I had to look up so that my tears wouldn’t fall down, I tried to look at him as he was leaving. Knowing that he would be leaving my life forever, and that it would be the last time that I’ll ever see him as the man I love. He closed the door, shutting it forever, shutting me out forever from his life.

Silence. It was gone, he was gone. I couldn’t even say anything; I couldn’t even beg him to stay. I collapsed to the nearest chair and didn’t know what to do. I was just there, sitting, alone and didn’t know what to do. Somehow my body found something to do. I noticed the liquid falling from my eyes. My mouth soon found its voice and I heard myself sob. I didn’t know what happened after that, I fell asleep I guess. The next thing I know it was morning, my eyes were swollen red. My head was hurting like it was ready to crack any moment. I couldn’t remember what happened, but then it came flashing back. The scene in that room, the way he looked and the way he walked away, never looking back. 
It was over and as soon as it sank in, I cried again. Too much pain was inside my heart. It was like a knife pushing through my heart, tearing it again and again. 

Three months later and I’m still sober. As I walked towards a dark alley where broken souls usually wander, I smelled the intoxicating scent of broken hearts. It was everywhere filling my lungs and making me feel more melancholic than I was. There was the pub, where the broken dwells. The door creaked eerily as I opened it. I saw the usual regulars sitting in the tables. We knew each other by face and nod our heads when our eyes met. Even before I made my way to the old bar tender, he was already preparing my favorite scotch. I nod my head to him as I sat down at one of the chairs and immediately took a big gulp of the glass filled with scotch he put in front of me. 

How many more glasses of scotch should I take to drown all my sorrows? I asked myself. I sighed to myself as I look at the glass in my hands. The taste of the scotch as it touched my lips was exhilarating; the scent that it brings fills my head. The burning feeling that fills my chest as I drink a gulp was addictive. 

It’s been three months and I’m still broken. I finished the last drop of scotch in my glass and gave a huge tip to the bar tender. I slowly stood up and turned my head towards the door. The bar was shabby with wooden tables and chair. I looked around and saw that there were only four other customers, all of which were like me, broken and lost. 

I opened the door and felt the cold wind touched my faced. I shuddered and tighten my grip on my coat. Tomorrow I’ll face the world again, like I always do. I would wear a beautiful mask full of beautiful colors and sparkling designs. Just so I could live each day. When night comes, I take off the mask and the real me, the broken me, is visible in that pub. 

Tomorrow night, I’ll try to drown my sorrows and pain again, just like what I do every night. Hoping and pleading to them to finally disappear, but somehow they always find their way again.

His beautiful smile and blue eyes flash before my mind, and tears covered my face. The chilling winds and my tears were my only company as I walk towards the light.

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My Band

I was reviewing my facebook notes when I saw this.
I find it awesome.
=)

CREATE YOUR BAND NAME & ALBUM COVER:

To Do This

1 - Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 - Go to Quotations Page and select "random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your first album.

3 - Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 - Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.

5 - Post it to FB with this text in the "caption" or "comment" and TAG the friends you want to join in.

Summer Nostalgia

            

            The blue sky are slowly fading and the crickets aren't singing anymore. Summer is almost over and yet, I'm still here, stuck and confuse. 

            How many summers has it been, three? four? I lost track of time. One thing's for sure, all those summers were spent thinking about you. Last summer was probably the most time I had to myself, it was generally summer-free from you but I can't deny, I still thought of you. Yes, all those summers were spent wondering when I'll see you again and spent dreaming of you.

              I haven't seen you in a long time, so long I almost forgot your face. Sometimes I only think of those happy moments I had with you, not your face but your character. I've always wonder if you're doing fine. So long has it been since I last saw you smile, I forgot what it look like. 

            I'm over you of that I'm sure. I've moved on, yes, a long time ago. But how can I explain this confusion? It cannot be put into words. There's no feeling anymore and yet, you're always on the back of my mind. Is it because I didn't fought enough for my love? Or is it because I know you were my first love that I never had? 

               I have been told that love is a battlefield and everyone is a soldier in their own way. I was a soldier in a battle that was long lost even before it started. I got wounded too many times and it was on that battlefield I learned that you need to have two soldiers in the battlefield of love. You can't survive if you're the only one fighting against so many things. Fate and Time are the greatest enemy, because it's a fight no one can ever win. I should know because both of them were once my enemy.

              Now you're back, and you talk to me like the way you used to. And the same questions are ringing  in my head, "Am I special to you?" or "Are you just playing?". You never fail to make me feel loved and cared but I wasn't that girl anymore. I learned not to believe what my heart feels when it comes to the person whom I once love, because the heart has a tendency to lie to the mind.

             Maybe all this confusion is because there was never a proper closure between the two of us. I never got to express myself properly and you never said what you really wanted to say. I don't know if somewhere deep within my heart the voice of hope is still singing. One thing is for sure, my love for you taught me never to embark on the battlefield of love alone.

           Summer is almost over and maybe then my mind can stop thinking of you and what could have been. 

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Elections

May 10 is the day where we choose the future of our nation. It is the day we decide who will be the next leaders of our country. 

Winning candidates will gain all the things and the losing candidates, will lose everything. The people? Well, if we chose our leaders correctly, then we won but if we didn't, we lost too. We can't keep on blaming our leaders for our nation's damnation. In the first place, we were the ones who put them there, blame yourself. Why? Why did you vote for that person? Because his popular? or because you believed in him/her? 

Maybe if you chose the second, then well done. But if you're answer is the first, then, you see the consequences.

 This election, this ain't about popularity, this ain't about how much money he/she has, this is about YOU and the future generation. What can we give them, the future children? We can give them honest leaders, competent leaders and good leaders, the one who has the ability to make a better Philippines for our children to live. 

Bringing the Philippines back on the map will be difficult, it is not a 6-year show, it will take many years, but at least, if we choose righteously, then it will happen. 

Vote for the person you truly believed in because it is only then that you can say, I did my part to save this nation.

As for me, I'll go to my precinct early to vote and do my media duties.

May God bless the Philippines and may God offer his wisdom to you as you accept your ballot.

Mabuhay ang Pilipinas.

Minsan

Minsan naalala kita. Minsan naiisip kita. At minsan nakikita kita.

Ngunit alam kong wala ka na. Lumayo ka na kung saan hindi kita maabot.

Minahal kita, yun lang ang aking ginawa.

Kasalanan ko ba kung iniibig ka ng aking puso, sinta ko?

Wala naman akong ibang hiniling kung di mahalin mo rin.

Alam kong hindi mo ito maibibigay.

Ganun pa man, minahal pa rin kita at nagsikap na makamit ang iyong pag-ibig.

Ngayon, wala ka na. Lumisan ka na.

Panahon na din sigurong lisanin ko ang isang pag-ibig na walang patutunguhan.

Tatalikuran ko na lang ang bagay na nagbigay sa akin ng buhay.

Paalam na aking sinta. Paalam na.

Kakalimutan kita sinta ko.

At ngayon, paminsan-minsan kong naiisip kung kumusta ka na.

Yun lang, at wala ng iba.

I never expected things to go that way. I expected something more but there never was anything to expect. And I finally figured out what went wrong. I expected too much. Expectation, my expectations, they ... went wrong. The little world I created in my mind didn't became reality and I felt sick as soon as I realize it. I can't blame anyone else but me. These expectations have gone so far. I felt so high in my own world that I fell so hard when they never became reality. 

It was a day I would wish to forget, but no matter what I would do, I would never forget that day. It will always leave something in my heart. It has created a hole in me that I don't know if something or someone could ever fix. I felt miserable. Yes I did, believe it or not. I put on my happy face. The mask worked its magic and no one noticed that whenever the world gets noisy, I was there silent and alone.

I have felt alone a few times in my life and I have felt lonely too. But that was the first time that I felt lost. I was alone, lonely and then, LOST. I didn't know where to go. The world inside my head was perfect and everything was planned inside me but it didn't came true. So where was I going? 

I decided to go with the flow. I decided to put on my happy mask and wherever the river carries me, I'll be there. That day started very good, but one of the worst days in my life at the middle part of it and well, at least it ended well. 

I guess it takes a full emotional meltdown in order to build one self. I have been told over and over again about lessening my expectations and I'm sorry I just can't. In the end, I'm the one who's hurt, in the end I'm the one who cries at night. I have told myself so many times not to expect anything and sometimes I don't but there are just those days when you really wish that someone would do something to make you feel really special, and then there goes my expectations. They are soaring high and then fall down hard.

This meltdown probably taught me the same lessons. Mistakes that repeat themselves has a message, and that's to learn the lesson. In the near future, I'll probably be numb about expectations because I just can't go through the same thing ever again.

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