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finally, i’ve finished this book.  during the course of my reading this great work of art is a prolonged feeling of boredom and nostalgia.  nostalgia towards things i know i have never felt, and yet i guess i’m feeling with the narrator of the story.  kazuo ishiguro is a great writer (this comment by the way is the product of a 2-week long reading of his booker prize winning work), he manages to share with his readers the sentiments and the heartaches of his character.  written in a very smooth English, this book is sure to be a word-treasure chest for people who love to embellish their everyday with highfalutin words, and will be a jewel to every book lover who has the gift of insight.

the book is aptly titled as this is spotlighted on the last pages of the novel.  truly, it is the "evening" that most of the people look forward to, as the book declares (and i am not referring to the literal evening, here.  i guess i need not say this).  it could either be the epitome of all the hard works or the quagmire of all your let-downs.  and yet, for most of the people, it might as well be a melting pot of both.

it’s nice to just sit back, place your feet on the top of the table.  think.  realize.  reconcile.

as a last note:  what do you think the remains of your day will be?  just something to think about.

i never thought a Jack Black film would be so enriched with values.  hehehe…  because, honestly, i’m way too pissed on the characteristic approach his characters usually take.  but i guess his character in "Envy" is still such, yet the movie itself is brilliant in the message it contains.  given such a title, it is quite expected what the movie would be about.  i would not be giving a summary/synopsis of the movie here - try watching it instead.

it’s quite daunting that sometimes a "simple" concept such as friendship is not being given enough light in movies.  well, "Envy" just did blasted enough light on that matter. there’s is nothing more fulfilling than knowing that you’re friends accept you as you are, and are all willing to grow with you.

i had this friend once whom i guess i "loved".  hehehe….  we used to grow together.  share weird thoughts.  define weirder ideas.  and suddenly we split.  just that.  maybe we learned to grow apart.  to become independent of each other.  to be back to what we are before.  but i’m saying this to myself, "no regrets, no matter what.  it would be the times we shared that would matter anyway."