Chances are
I've been a bit busy for a few days now. School's started and I'm on my last term, so I was in UP for a couple of days for registration and payment. I've also been meeting up with some people for whom I'm doing some consulting work, and it's odd because everything seems to happen at the same time. During free days I'm bored out of my mind, and during occupied days I run around the city to meet people.
I actually missed something important last week because of my busy schedule. I was supposed to go with my mom and my sister to see
Kung-Fu Panda last week. See, over the course of the summer, because the two of them had nothing to at home and my other brothers were on vacation (one was in Iloilo while the other was in Laguna), the two of them took to watching movies in the afternoon to pass the time. Last month, they were generous enough to let me in to their little club, and we went to watch
Iron Man on the afternoon of my last day at my old job.
I really enjoyed hanging out with them. My mom hadn't really been big on movies these past few years, preferring dramas on local TV instead, but there was a time, when I was little, when she did have the time to go out and watch movies. When we were in the theater, I pointed out to my mom > that Robert Downey, Jr. was the star of one of her favorite movies,
Chances Are, which I remember because she used to tell me about the plot of the movie all the time. When I did this, she told me that she couldn't remember the actor or the title of the film, but she did remember the movie after I described the plot, and she remembered that she
loved that movie. It was about this guy who passes away, goes to heaven, and gets reincarnated with memories of his previous life intact. The only problem was, he has to go through a whole lifetime again and when he finds his wife, she's old enough to be her mother. You guys might remember the theme of the movie, which was
After All by Cher and Peter Cetera.
I'm so glad that my mom's back watching movies again, because for the past several years, it's become hard to remember that she liked movies enough that she had several favorites. In fact, I could still remember that aside from
Chances Are, she also loved
Twist,
Ghost and Steven Spielberg's
Always (she thought
Always was better than
Ghost). Now that I think about it, wow, my mom was really big on the whole love-after-death thing. Perhaps I should take her out to see that awful Eva Longoria movie.
Nah.
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