The Time Traveler's Wife - A book review

I have never been fond of time traveling stories. For one, it gives me headaches. Second, I don't like parallelism. Never did.

I had several spoilers of the story, no thanks to some friends. Hehe! And even though I have read several reviews about it, how confusing the time in the story is, I got to finish the entire book in 2 days. Over the weekend, while Typhoon Ondoy is on its spree, devastating a lot of Filipinos, I read through it all by candlelight.

It wasn't all that difficult to follow the time frame in the story. Basically, it's all in Clare's time. Save for some in the ending. There were even instances when I got to think that the way it was written was for the less learned. Time, in month-day-year, plus the character's age, was written at every start of the chapter. And it gives me the feeling that I was spoon-fed. That I should have had to think harder. But anyway, it all worked out for me. :)

Clare: always waiting. Henry: for reason unbeknown to him, always leaving. I love Clare's patience. I love the expectations of their meetings, tryst.
Time really is relative. (Hey. Cut me some slack. Even the book had its fair share of cliches.) People may have died for years now. But for some, people like Henry, a former loved one could have taken her life just a few seconds ago. Sad. Poignant.

Then, there were a lot of Aha's! Aha! So that's why he throws up just before he time travels. Aha! So that's why he's always hungry after time traveling. Aha! So that's why it can't be undone. And more aha's! :)
I liked every character in the book. Especially Gomez. "Hey there, Library boy!" To which Henry would answer, "Comrade!" :)

Though I was disappointed at Clare for 2 instances. :( All the same, she is Clare. She has her own share of shortcomings.

I love it. :)

The Biggest Loser

My roommate and I have been following the series for quite a number of weeks now. We are that late in watching, that every day, someone gets eliminated. Haha! It is encouraging once you see the hard-earned outcome. Some even weigh less than what they lost! In the last season we've watched, the winner's current weight was 48% of his original weight. What the? It's almost like losing another you!



Oh well. It just reminded me of that scene in How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.

Ben: You wanted to lose a guy in 10 days, congratulations you did it. You just lost him.
Andie: No I didn't Ben.. Cause you can't lose something you never had!

Losing Something I Never Had. Now that's another story entirely. But just the same, I've wanted to write some about that.

Really.

Because even if it wasn't yours to begin with, if you lost it... It will hurt.

Being attached is one thing. Getting unattached. That's another thing. One is easier than the other. And one may leave you crying. That's sad. But in the bigger scope of things, you must learn to detach in order to reattach. Realign. Realize.

I’ve learned from my immersion in Sta. Rita and San Lorenzo Central Control Room the art of ATT. Since the process is in combined cycle, and we have the gas turbine and the steam turbine to drive the generator all in one line, it is unlikely that, at every event, everything will just go smoothly. Sometimes, one turbine would have a higher frequency than the other, making the whole thing unstable and wobbly. In order to prevent massive destruction of the equipment, you have to disengage the clutch then reengage it at a more suitable angle.

So that’s where I’m at right now. Disengaging. Losing something to pick up something far more worthy.

These times, I can just see myself -- The Biggest Loser.

i'm being tried

And we are in the adjudication process now. Will I be indicted? Or acquitted?

Is there any justice?

For the most part, I admit. I am guilty. Guilty of being a laggard. Of being a constant net surfer. Of not being efficiently productive. Yes, I am all that. And where is the growth?

I think I need to have a push. A certain drive to make me more diligent. Mediocrity sets in the bones of those who fail to realize that they have yet to achieve The Dream. The Ultimate Dream. I'm talking chemirical. Long term goals. How does one go about achieving it?

Here I am. Back in the cube after almost x hours of lunch. Leniency leads to untimely death of the Visions. The raging visions! And I'm waiting for the clock to strike five! Five just hits the spot right. Five means you have to walk back home, cook your dinner, and have tons of laughs with people you are happy to be in company with. See how I love my housemates? =)

As the day ends, weariness sets in and you go to sleep for another 6 hours or so. Before you even know it, sunrise has come to regain your consciousness. I am not much fond of sunrises. Especially now when it means dragging my ass off to work. Darn the day I graduated! Haha just kidding. Everything now is just so... so... repetitive!

Now, 'tis the end of the trial. What's the verdict? Guilty. I'm guilty of crushing my aspirations. Where is the fun in this? I just hope I can piece them back together.

i started reading again

and i wrote.
i wrote words that emulates feelings.
and words that struck deep.
i wrote fluidly and with passion.
notwithstanding the loneliness,
and the fear.
with no object or reason.
i wrote for the sheer pleasure of it..
i wrote for my mama.
i wrote.
and i started reading again.