in true superman form, this entry will fly by like a speeding bullet, but instead of bouncing gatling gun bullets off his chest, will instead be using a (pseudo)bulleted format, meaning a random rundown of significant events this week. so forgive the utter scatterbrained-ness of this entry

obviously, i've already watched superman. 9 am this morning, at the sm mall of asia imax theater. and i have to say, the movie was a little above passable at best. a classmate with good command of the language *lol* puts it up as "messianic" but for me, it's probably what watching the undocumented years of jesus' life as a toddler on film would've felt like (no offense God, you know i love you). for a superhero flick, the action scenes just didn't cut it, and the supposedly-climax of the film turns out to be quite... anticlimactic, there's no other way to put it. but if there's any consolation, i really went to watch the film at the imax theater for just that: to watch a film at the imax theater. and yes, it is big, and the 3d scenes sort of made up *a bit* for the disappointing portrayal of the man of steel.

maybe the film bombed for me because the main antagonist was an annoying, quirky, eccentric, bald billioinaire who had nothing better to do than to sway a dying widow to sign off all her riches over to him on her death bed, and pick a bone from 5 years past. i swear, the comedy was good, but that portrayal of lex luthor would have done better in an austin powers film than anywhere else. next time, stick to the classics please.

at least sometime this week we were able to watch a good movie. an oscar-award-winning movie, to be more precise. crash is just that; a movie which did deserve it's little golden man for best film. while it might strike some as filling up the same drama formula as million-dollar baby with new variables, it really hit a nerve with me. discrimination is everywhere, but the sad thing is that we can't blame any specific cultural group or race for it. if anything, it's our human propensity to isolate those different from us that's the real culprit here. an interesting note though: there were only around a dozen people during the viewing of crash, half from our batch. with an exam around the corner and a review class that night, not only does it explains the lack of attendance to a P10-including-free-food film viewing, but it also shows where our priorities lie. bagong buhay yeah!

we held a human brain this week. while some people might have met this segment with murmurs of *eeew* and *oooh* and maybe even an *astig!* somewhere, it was more like a *yawn* for me. it was really nothing special, except that we would be having an exam on it this tuesday, so it required a bit more enthusiasm that it might have otherwise. the dehumanization of class 2011 has begun. but even basal ganglia and cranial nerves can't sway a true up med student from one of the most important things in life: picture-taking. might have some up later this week.

and speaking of an exam, the first installment of neuro comes on tuesday, and as such i will be returning to manila later tonight for some up-close-and-personal study time. we have to leave in a few minutes too, which should explain the overall pace of this entry. pre-exam paranoia is setting in too, which i hope makes for a productive weekend of transes, samplexes, and berne and levy.

we finally went jogging! once around luneta, and once to the ccp. but for some weird reason, most of the time during the ccp run was spent initiating the gag reflex and burping an unhuman amount of gas from my tummy. at least it's a step towards completing my wellness plan. just hope i can keep it going for the next few years or so. critics, eat your tummy flabs, i'll be sporting flat abs in no time. i hope.

and for the *interested* people out there, i've had several ultimate kilig moments this week, but that's all i'm giving away. they were quite shallow really, but kilig nonetheless. imed will be feasting on this piece of info for months, but i just have to say it. no worries, i'll hang strong this time.