nobledragon:

“Time waits for no one.”
Solitude gets us to places. The watching-a-movie-during-midnight type of solitude makes us cry and gets us to places. I prefer watching movies when I’m alone, because I am able to connect to the film more without having to surrender to unwanted distractions. 
One midnight, I hit the play button. I didn’t expect it to be this good actually; indeed, The Girl Who Leapt through Time was worth staying up late for. It centered around Makoto, who accidentally acquired the ability to leap through time. She can go backwards by leaping into the air, and it’s because of this that she’s discovered the liberty of being able to smoothen out her blunders. But as the movie progresses, we see that time is a horrid prankster: if you don’t let things happen the way they’re supposed to happen, what you’re expecting usually ends up worse. Makoto gets a taste of her own medicine as fate wrestles its command against a cheater of time and death.
Honestly speaking, if my roommates weren’t around, I would have cried silently as I try to fall asleep in the wee hours of the morning. It was that captivating for me, because I saw Makoto’s actions in mine. I thought of how a troublemaker I was, and how ungrateful and insensitive I could get. She pushed herself away from people who loved her, and that’s how I am sometimes. I just have this feeling that I shouldn’t give another burden to people to think about, especially if it’s my problem; they’ve got enough burdens of their own, so why should I add mine in onto their backs? Alas, this is what I like about a great plot, a great concept! A great concept takes people by the hands and tells them that “I understand you.”
With its animation, visuals, endearing soundtrack and engaging characters, this gem of a Japanese animation found the way to my heart and placed itself comfortably on a heartstring along with Hayao Miyazaki’s timeless films.
I became more aware of the love I left unspoken for two years, of choices I could have evaded and of friendships I could have let flourish without having to intervene with my selfishness. But like what Kuya Jet said, if I did have the power to go back in time, I won’t change a thing at all as well. I’ll just watch from a distance, probably behind a tree, to see how happy or sad or blessed I was at any given instant. It’s one thing to prolong your memories, but it’s the big shebang when you’re able to actually relive those memories. And whatever missteps I took before will lead me to the best course for my wandering and curious mind.
I got to hand it to my good friend Kuya Paulo for he was the one who recommended this film. Thanks Idol! 

such a nice movie right? :) tumayo balahibo ko ng binabasa ko itong post mo. I’m still looking forward na magpost ka dito ng fantasy short story. with drawings siyempre. :) im sure ikaw ang magiging favorite author ko. :)

nobledragon:

Time waits for no one.”

Solitude gets us to places. The watching-a-movie-during-midnight type of solitude makes us cry and gets us to places. I prefer watching movies when I’m alone, because I am able to connect to the film more without having to surrender to unwanted distractions. 

One midnight, I hit the play button. I didn’t expect it to be this good actually; indeed, The Girl Who Leapt through Time was worth staying up late for. It centered around Makoto, who accidentally acquired the ability to leap through time. She can go backwards by leaping into the air, and it’s because of this that she’s discovered the liberty of being able to smoothen out her blunders. But as the movie progresses, we see that time is a horrid prankster: if you don’t let things happen the way they’re supposed to happen, what you’re expecting usually ends up worse. Makoto gets a taste of her own medicine as fate wrestles its command against a cheater of time and death.

Honestly speaking, if my roommates weren’t around, I would have cried silently as I try to fall asleep in the wee hours of the morning. It was that captivating for me, because I saw Makoto’s actions in mine. I thought of how a troublemaker I was, and how ungrateful and insensitive I could get. She pushed herself away from people who loved her, and that’s how I am sometimes. I just have this feeling that I shouldn’t give another burden to people to think about, especially if it’s my problem; they’ve got enough burdens of their own, so why should I add mine in onto their backs? Alas, this is what I like about a great plot, a great concept! A great concept takes people by the hands and tells them that “I understand you.”

With its animation, visuals, endearing soundtrack and engaging characters, this gem of a Japanese animation found the way to my heart and placed itself comfortably on a heartstring along with Hayao Miyazaki’s timeless films.

I became more aware of the love I left unspoken for two years, of choices I could have evaded and of friendships I could have let flourish without having to intervene with my selfishness. But like what Kuya Jet said, if I did have the power to go back in time, I won’t change a thing at all as well. I’ll just watch from a distance, probably behind a tree, to see how happy or sad or blessed I was at any given instant. It’s one thing to prolong your memories, but it’s the big shebang when you’re able to actually relive those memories. And whatever missteps I took before will lead me to the best course for my wandering and curious mind.

I got to hand it to my good friend Kuya Paulo for he was the one who recommended this film. Thanks Idol! 

such a nice movie right? :) tumayo balahibo ko ng binabasa ko itong post mo. I’m still looking forward na magpost ka dito ng fantasy short story. with drawings siyempre. :) im sure ikaw ang magiging favorite author ko. :)

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