Pixar movies revisited! After 25 years!

Talking cars and talking toys. Misunderstood creatures and their extraodinary adventures. Good monsters and charming robots. Simply Pixar.


All through the years, Pixar movies--and even its amusing short stories--never failed to bring out the simple but powerful message for kids and kids at heart: that every nonliving thing has a life of its own as well. From toys to cars to bugs and rats, Pixar uniquely infused to each one's journey the most important lessons in life we've all forgotten by now.

Pixar movies have always brought me back childhood memories when my siblings and I used to watch A Bug's Life in betamax, when I used to collect dozens of Barbie dolls and stuffed toys and diligently gave each one a name, and when I used to hide under the blanket thinking monsters would emerge from my closet any minute now.


But most of all, they all taught me how to appreciate everything around me. Woody made me believe--even at my age--that somehow, toys really do talk, and beg with their moving eyes when I'm about to keep them in the attic. Remy (Ratatouille) and  Mr. Fredricksen (Up) taught me that dreams are never far from coming true when you pursue and believe.

Lightning McQueen (Cars I and II) and Mike Wazowski (Monsters Inc.) proved to me bad guys can change and can be changed. Wall-E convinced me this hopeless world can still stand a chance. And Nemo (Finding Nemo) taught me well why I should always obey my parents, because at my age, I'm still no Superman to make the decisions on my own.

25 years of pure creativity and meaning. 25 years of pure entertainment. 25 years of pure imagination. As a personal tribute to my childhood movies, I'll post reviews to all Pixar movies and short stories in the next days.


Thank you ,Pixar, for making my childhood memories a magical one!

When the past is buried in chocolate chips and mallows

I never wished to bring dead memories back to life.


Apparently, Goldilocks brought me back to both bitter and sweet memories with its  DOUBLE DUTCH ROLL. My ever-audacious sister Ate Nadine surprised us with another mouth-watering treat the day after I practically woke the rest of the household that midnight, when I saw our names on the online list of UPCAT passers (also my twin sister Jillian).


Ate Nadine even thought we were visited by robbers and akyat-bahay gangs because of my rare wild screams.

As I munched on the chocolate chips and the equally choco-coated marshmallows hidden at the core of the delectable sponge cake, I bitterly remembered how my crush back in Grade 6 used to give me packs of chocolate Kisses. Reminiscing all those tangible things he gave me made me ponder how stupid and naïve I was back then.


Surviving my high school days with "Flawless Unity" at the current decade, I've learned to be objective and indifferent enough with customary high school tensions namely peer pressure, puppy love and suicidal depression. I've also been taught by Ms. Josephine Bonsol to stop being like everybody else, and instead look for the things unseen and the questions neglected by many.


Until then, I'm looking forward to taste another of Goldilocks' sweet cake creations in the coming days, and without much social stress after finally being emancipated from high school politics and anxieties and zombie-like routines.

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