Life as I Know It

i just recently finished a book. it was good enough to make me cry.  waaa.  sappychick indeed.  anyways, i read it because it was recommended by kras.  it took me sometime before i even turned the pages.  i am not afterall a fan of nicholas sparks.  before the wedding i’ve never read any of his books.  im no fan of kevin costner so message in a bottle never aroused the interest for the book.  it was too sad i thought.  and then a walk to remember was too juvenile.  there are just too many coming of age movies that you’d want to spare yourself actually reading the same storyline.  and then there was the notebook.  that one was really something else!  i shamelessly cried inside the theatre :p  i didn’t quite get enough from the movie so i put the book on my must read list.  but before i even had the chance to, there was the wedding. 

tama si kras when she said if only all men were like wilson…  actually most men are like wilson, the first half anyway. maybe that’s why it’s fiction.  men are just genetically incapable of being sensitive.  yay!  ka-hopeless naman nun.  but really can they be?  even my brother is a "pig" hehehe  and although my bestfriend does show some sensitivity from time to time, didn’t people had doubts about his sexuality?  what was that text about sensitive, funny, romantic men being either extinct or gay?

but really wouldn’t it be nice if women doesn’t have to go out of their way to clue in men about how they feel?  and i wonder?  who reads nicholas sparks?  may lalaki kaya na nagbabasa ng books nya?  so far all four stories are about passionate, romantic, sensitive men.  men who listen.  the notebook and the wedding would have been good reference guides for guys.  but i would bet on it… that his readers are women, the hopeless romantics who at the end of the book sigh and wish the female character was them.

sabi ni wilson…

Love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime.  Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.

and this is another insomnia attack for me