Lake Placid on my mind

6/2/09
Groin rashes suck!! I believe I’ve developed a groin rash when I was my playing tennis and running in humid weather. That or because my inner thighs, particularly the gorin, kept rubbing against each other. It hurts! It stings whenever I put on or take off my underwear. But it doesn’t really sting when I walk. It does sting, however when I go up the stairs. I think it’s only a small rash due to friction, though. But still, it hurts because it’s so close to my . . . right at the junction!

Anyway, setting that aside, tonight is the night right before our mini vacation. That’s right. Steph and I, Mommy and Daddy are going to go to Lake Placid for the next three days – Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday (going home on Saturday). It is the perfect place for the adventure-minded, harboring and showcasing natural scenery in which activities wait to be experienced. We will have the chance to go on a canoe and go hiking. When or if we have over indulged in the beautiful view nature has provided for us, we can take a break from it by swimming in the heated indoor pool and spa. “This is the life,” as Ate Sherry would say in a funny accent.
So, I’m excited for that and you know what else I’m excited for? The two movies that we have just watched. Yes, we will bring them with us on vacation so we can watch them there. Speaking of the movies, if I am correct, I’ve yet to review Changeling. Shall I?

Changeling was a most intriguing movie, with a simple plot: a mother looses her son and the Los Angeles police, claiming to have found him, give her a different boy who is not her son – they only aim at making their police department look trustful and successful in the eyes of the public. The mother meanwhile just wants the police to do it job and find her son, instead of wasting time trying to convince her that the fake boy is her son. I felt that Angelina Jolie had wonderful acting prowess in most of the scenes. Speaking with a literary tone now, I was just about furious with how women back then were treated, as depicted by the film. Men everywhere in the film, particularly the doctor at the “psycho ward,” and Jones, the main chief of the LAPD, were treating women as if they were weak and as if their only true job in life is being a mother or being motherly in general. If women deviated from that “norm,” they were punished. I hated that. And as for thinking women were weak, they thought they could easily persuade, convince them of beliefs they want the women to believe, not necessarily the true story that ought to be believed. Again, I hated that. I’d hate to live in that time period in that place. Good thing times have changed, because I think if I were placed in that era in LA, I’d have anger management problems. Shifting gears a bit, I think that the fact that this film was based on a true story, makes the film scarier and even more real. The realer anything is, the scarier it is. For real. As I said to Kuya on gmail, the movie reminded me sort of, of my forensics days when I had to study the profiles of some serial killers. When I was taking forensics and we were doing the unit on serial killers, I had a hard time studying because I was too scared. Did you ever have a hard time studying because you were scared of the subject to be studied? I never thought I’d have encounter that problem. Good thing, like most other things I study, I forget them after the test or at least after the summer vacation following it. David Cook would agree with me (I’m referencing this morning when he said that on MTV).

Well, I have to go to sleep now. The next time I’ll be able to talk to you is after vacation. I’ll tell you all about it. Right now, I gots to sleep because we’re going to wake up and leave the house extra early.
Good night and I’ll see you on Saturday!!