Grade school days were movie fan days when most times I shift to a different world dwelling on other people's stories - that is fiction. I was 10-12 years old when I was floating nirvana, episodes of nonsense and no-nonsense, wishful thinking and wife-of-a-handsome-millionaire fantasies. I'm sure most girls have that common imagination lurking them on their pre-teens as we were exposed to various influences of Teen magazine, Sanrio, Vogue, Duty-free stores and Beverly Hills 90210.

I was the way I am, largely because movies provide an escape to nosing around other people's lives, which sometimes I imagined me being the lead role, except for being the Predator. I was so in-love with movies, my uncles, cousins alike rented them through VHS stores and spending long afternoons on a classmate's house, full attention to the tube. My most memorable movies were:

Mannequin (young Kim Catrall)
Dead Poets Society (Robin Williams)
The War of the Roses (Kathleen Turner slamming vases to Michael Douglas)
Pet Sematary (my favorite)
Edward Scissorhands (first movie of Johnny Depp that I've seen, Johnny is a beauty)
Mermaids (Winona, her sister and Cher singing altogether in the kitchen)
Field of Dreams (Kevin Costner playing with ghosts in the baseball field)
Major League (Charlie Sheen and We will rock you)
Ghost (the famous haircut of Demi Moore)
Pretty Woman (big big hair and voluminous lips of Julia Roberts)
Breakfast Club (Molly and boys on detention)
Pretty in Pink (Molly again, whatever happened to her)
Soap Dish (Robert Downey)
Fried Green Tomatoes (I love Cathy Bates' acting)
My Girl (Ging's song and movie dedicated to me)
Dying Young ( I was so in love with the guy)
Cape Fear (the young Juliet Lewis harassed by Robert De Niro)

I'm planning on a small project this year. March 31, 2010 will be mommy's 10th year death anniversary and I would like to publish her life, her story, her strength and the goodness of the Lord to her.