Sunday, September 24, 2006
He set his make-up gun to "Drag Queen!" and went for it!
My cellphone went off loud and clear to remind me that there was a very important event scheduled for that Saturday.
Green sleeveless? Check. Lace and cotton black bohemian skirt? Check. I rolled on some stockings and pulled on the boots Mom bought me from Belgium before heading out. With a denim jacket on, I kind of looked like a
Rent castmember. Fittingly enough, too, because as far as going all-out on appearance, I had "No day but today!"
I went to the Going Straight salon to -- ironically -- have my hair curled and get my make-up done for the
Xposed fashion show. Sophie had said that it was "a casual event," but I used
Xposed as an excuse to try out a look for the prom. My idea of hitting two birds with one stone, heh-heh =)
I told the stylist that I just needed a light, casual look for a party. Pounds of purple eyeshadow and a LOT of dark lipstick later, he made me look like a cross between JonBenet Ramsey and Kris Aquino. Huh, casual
indeed. >:( I kept insisting on lighter lipstick, but their lightest shade was...deep red. Arrrgh. I gave him a tip anyway because I felt bad for barking at him like a drill sergeant and frowning at the mirror the whole time. In all fairness, it was kind of pretty and would have been good for the prom, but this was sooo not party make-up. It wasn't the first time that had happened, either -- I had my make-up done there for the Constantine Maroulis press conference, and while cute enough, I couldn't help thinking I was somewhere between looking like a racoon and a Vegas hooker.
So, readers, here's the thing about Going Straight -- they're great (GREAT!) with hair, but the make-up is objectionable. David's Salon sucks at both. I had my hair rebonded there once, and it barely lasted a week. Piandre does good hair styling, but I haven't tried having my make-up done there yet. Jesi Mendez, of all the salons I've been to, is the best at both hair and make-up.
But I digress. Back to my Saturday night! I stepped out of the car and immediately exchanged hugs and screams of "HIIIII!" with Cath and company, all looking prettylicious.
Inside the party venue, guess who I saw first?
"
ROIIIIIIII! OH MY GAAAAHD!"
Yes, I saw my alien brother accompanied by a guy in a black polo whom I presumed was a new student. When I was done screaming my hellos, I saw New Student laugh, and realized that he looked familiar...
"AYYYYYY ISKO!!! YOU LOOK LIKE A BEATLE!"
I saw Martin Oben, who is, like, ten million times taller now. And Micmac and
Miggy (who vanished not too long after, aww T___T) and Judd and
Aie and
Sophie and everyone else! You're all so pretty na! Micmac, you're such a slut (and I mean that in a good way)!
Roi and I went outside to catch up on old times at the park. Grabe, Roi, you know NOTHING!
Me: Sino ka-close mo ngayon?
Roi: Uh, ewan.
Me: Kamusta grades mo?
Roi: *shrug*
Me (laughing): Wala ka talagang alam, no?
Roi (tawa rin): Wala eh!
Me: Ilang taon ka na?
Roi: Ewan!
Me: Ano apelyido mo?
Roi: Ah...Dalisay!
Me: Wow! O, anong kulay ng buhok mo?
Roi (looks upward): Uh...hindi ko makita eh.
Nakakaiyak ka =((
Leanne Castillo was one of the hosts, at grabe, pati si Leanne gumanda! The fashion show itself was great, everyone's tall and gorgeous, and I was particularly amused by this 4th year guy who made super pa-cute poses =)) They used a remix of the Six Feet Under theme song for the show, which I found cute.
We danced -- yeah, this is how we do it! -- watched people dance (Micmac is an animal 0___o), and mingled. Micmac was talking to a couple of guys I didn't know, so he introduced me to them. One looked vaguely familiar, but I was pretty sure he was a new student. And imagine my surprise...
Micmac: This is Em-em--
Me: Holy shit, you're EM-EM?
Em-em! He looks so different! Okay, so everyone does, but dude, di ko talaga ma-recognize until Micmac told me.
The party ended all too soon, but it was a great way to spend a Saturday night. My voice was hoarse from all the screaming, and I woke up the next day with my shitty-looking make-up still on, but I was happy to scratch the party itch. We should have this more often.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Potassium =)
In one of my rarer moments, I actually showed up on time at the GBF Training Center in Pasig last Sunday. The rest of my class showed up a good forty minutes later.
This is exactly why I choose to show up late for things, I thought.
Because in the Philippines, "late" equates to "on time." Nevertheless, I was happy to see everyone else. Once everyone settled down in the white, pristine, almost clinical seminar room, our Homeroom Integration Activity could start.
The activity's goal was to bring the class closer together, and according to the letter handed out to us a week before, "100% class attendance" was required for it to be a success. I looked around. Out of 29 students, 16 (myself included) showed up. So much for that.
Kev's dad, Mr. Go, stood in front of the white board and prompted us on the facility, and the whole time I was thinking about how much it reminded me of those mysterious DHARMA Initiative instructional video tapes on
Lost. You know the ones. "Namaste, and good luck."
We started by sharing summarized versions of our life stories. They made us draw a line graph of our highs and lows in life, and then explain it. As I soon found out, Neil and I have a lot in common.
Me: Noong grade 4, mababa yung graph kasi lonely ako.
Neil: Ay, ako rin!
(class laughs)
Me: Tapos noong grade 5, mataas siya kasi happy ako!
Neil: Grade 5? Ako rin!
(class laughs)Me: At tumangkad ako!
(class laughs)Neil: AKO RIN!
Parallelism is funny. =) And in Chemistry class just earlier, I relayed my tale to Deo since he was one of the non-attendees.
Me: So I said, my graph was low when I was in fourth grade because I was lonely back then.
Deo: Ay, ako rin!
Hahaha shet =)
We shared secrets about ourselves, but since I generally don't have any, I decided to reveal that I am a spoiled brat and a laitera. In case y'all don't already know. It was one of the more serious parts of the day, bringing some of our classmates to tears. Afterwards, Brother Javy told us to express our feelings for others without saying anything. I hugged Crystle, Neil, James, Honey, and some other people...and I high-fived Beila. Heh-heh-heh >:D Hi Beila!
Sheets of paper were paper-clipped to our backs and people would write things about us on it. I was really happy with what I saw on my paper, especially Kev's beautiful drawing (note the sarcasm).
Lunch was fun. We made chismis as per usual. Now, there's something you should know at this point: Potassium is highly reactive when exposed to a camera. Take one out, and you'll have boys jumping around, making macho poses, and crowding around Crystle, and girls readying their prettiest smiles.
Other notable moments:
*Laglagan with Beila (Sorrreeeeeh! Secret natin yan ha!)
*"Aww" moment with Crystle
*Speed dating (pinag-agawan ako nina Neil at Desa! haha levelings)
*Desa and the chicken =))
*Migs and the Balikbayan box which I still don't understand
*and many more
Wala lang. Sana magkaganito tayo ulit! I ♥ you, my fellow Potas!
Friday, September 15, 2006
It's a nice day when you wake up in Disneyland.
Unfortunately, I wake up in my own bed at such ungodly hours and wish to go back to sleep, yet I never do.
I wish I had something interesting to write about, but for now, I'll just have to make do with a day-by-day recap of my week, starting from Monday.
[Monday]I hate Mondays. I arrived at school late once again, and for that Ma'am Rodriguez, my Filipino teacher, made me do this poetry-writing exercise where you have to make a coherent sentence using words supplied by other people. She asked one row of students what object represented them, and they answered: pool, tubig, pitaka, araw, larawan. Of course, I was all harrowed from rushing up the stairway and down the hall, but I came up with a sentence about five seconds in.
"Ang larawan ko sa pitaka ay nahulog sa tubig sa pool sa ilalim ng araw."
LOL sabog. But it makes sense, so "evs," dudes. I later found out na kinuwento niya yun sa ibang section. Hahaha.
The mere idea of writing in Tagalog used to scare the holy shit out of me, but Filipino is more fun than I thought.
[Tuesday]I was nearly done with the Diagnostic Poem assignment for Filipino; however, I had trouble finding something good to fill in the blank for "Ang buhay ay parang _______."
Come Physics class, I was still stumped, so I looked around for inspiration. Lo and behold, inspiration smacked me in the face. Pisay! Ergo:
"Ang buhay ay parang Pisay. Magtiis ka na lang hanggang matapos."
Of course, I wasn't serious about it. My personal belief is that life is one big party, but that's way too cliched to use for the Filipino assignment. I affixed a "=P" smiley at the end of my statement to let Ma'am know that I was kidding.
[Wednesday]Today was weird.
During English Journalism class, there was this guy (I'll leave out the names this time) who punched me in the arm, so I bitchslapped him right across the face. He hit me again, so I bitchslapped him again. His head then jerked sideways in reaction to my hand and *BAM!* collided with the head of the girl standing next to him. And he was like "MWAHAHAHAHA!" and I was like 0____0 and she was like >___<.
Lesson of the story? Guys shouldn't hit girls.
I was dead tired by Computer Science, so I dozed off while Ma'am Pacs was teaching. Oopsies. My sleepiness during ComSci festered into a state of being stoned sans the drugs come Biology class. I found myself giggling at inane things, and -- obviously -- not paying attention to the teacher. Sorry, Ma'am! That's not to say I didn't try, though.
Me, looking at a diagram of a plant stalk cross-section: "Ooh, it's...yellow."
I spent the rest of the period people-watching with Deo. Yes, we chose to watch other people take down notes as Ma'am Duallo-David discussed the xylem and phloem. Boredom makes you think weird things. We'd focused on Angel as she took down notes...
(Angel is writing)
Me: Pro-ness!
Deo: Wow.
Me: She's like a....machine.
(Angel stops, jerks her ballpen backwards, and continues writing.)
Me: *gasp* 0___0
Deo: Whoaaaa...ang angas!
Hehe, ang sabog namin.
Since Math period was cancelled today, I spent the time at the gazebo with Beila, Desa, Deo, Gen and JK while unsuccessfully trying to comprehend Deo's Physics notes. It's not that the notes were unintelligible or anything, it's just that my brain is decomposing at a rate faster than Britney Spears' first marriage. We coerced JK into buying stuff for us, tapos nang-OP sakin si Desa while JK was away. (See, Desa, Beila, Gen, and Deo were all from II-Rosal while I was from II-Ilang-ilang.)
Desa (to everyone else): Oi! Naalala nyo nung second year...*evil smile*
All except me: *laughing at me*
Me: Waaaaaa...where's Jakeyyyyyy? T___T
:(( Buuuully!
Oh, also: Ma'am Rodriguez made a compilation of her favorite diagnostic poems from her students and handed out copies to all her students. To my surprise, I saw my life analogy there.
And I was like, "OMG, ano? Joke lang yun!"
I hope nobody thinks I'm a pessimist or anything! I just happened to be devoid of other ideas!
[Thursday]
Lukas Rossi wins Rock Star: Supernova! Congratulations, and kudos to the Rossi Possi!
I may not be too into his voice, but I like his personality. He's cool! Besides, I said that I liked all of them, and I'd still buy the Supernova album no matter who wins, and I'm sticking to what I said!
Nothing too eventful in school today, except for the "adventure" that the Adelfa peeps told me about (ngyarharhar ambully nyo), the Math contest (ang sabog ko sa hurdle x___x), and EngJourn class, when we all got to see a photoshopped Brokeback Mountain movie poster featuring two EngJourn guys. Needless to say, they weren't too happy about it.
Guy 1: Now that's what you call excessive free time.
Guy 2: That's sick, that's really sick!
Me: Chill, they make gay Photoshop creations of other dudes all the time.
Guy 2: Like?
Me: Uh, guys like Castro and Jimpo...
Guy 2: Jimpo is gay, he doesn't count!
Me: Oo nga no. >___<
[Friday]
Talked to a bunch of people about this one girl who is...aaargh. Asa pa siya kay ano. >:( And then I talked about this other guy who's really KSP. He makes me want to kick him in the face and tell him to stop being such a pussy and pull his shit together.
Our retreat is going to take place at Angels' Hills! Yaaaaay, I can order mango pie again! *must stop eating dinner everyday until the retreat!* Please write me a Palanca letter!
The Project Runway meeting we were supposed to have after school never took place. Instead, nag-bonding na lang kami as we talked about the prom. Parang lahat ng in-demand, gustong mag-stag! Aaargh X___X People are weird.
-=End of Weird Week.=-
