New Do

This is just a quickie post ...



The photos above are the Natalie Portman's hairdos these past years that I have experimented on myself. I'm naming the photos 1 to 5, from left to right.

Natalie do1: This is my current hairstyle for my college freshman year. Just got it last week. The difference is that I have shorter bangs.
Natalie do 2: My HS junior year do - the bob. Everything's the same except that she has brown hair.
Natalie do 3: My HS fresman year cut. The red hair compliments her first look in the film Closer. I had the exact same hairstyle except for the hot red dye.
Natalie do 4: My HS senior year coiffure. The difference? She has a beautiful brown, straight hair here while mine's ragged, black, a little shorter, and wavy. The thing is, Nat's hair is naturally wavy so that gives me the advantage.
Natalie do 5: My future, her present. The skinhead hair's so cool and distinctive so I'm thinking of getting one too ... what do you think???

Teeheehee.

The Aunt Story

My family loves get-together parties. We just had one today and it's nothing unusual anymore since we always do it. About ten kids and their moms who are my Mom's sisters were here. My Tita Bie just came from beautiful Bangkok after her one-week stroll there. She brought us Thai snacks which are okay but they're edible and possibly addictive. I love my aunts because they're so affectionate, supportive, and they even still call me baby. Well, I was their baby years ago when they still didn't have kids of their own. They even kidnapped me one day which left Mom freaking out and not knowing anything.

Here's a Quezon photo of Mom and my beloved aunts. (from left) Mommy Neth, Tita Bie, Tita Shiela (cousin of Mom), Ninang Tess, and Tita Peng (who actually looks pretty in person but odd here).


Moving on, I changed the layout of my blog because I was so tired of that black and another color theme and it didn't even look neat. I'm a neat person and I want everything to reflect who I am so I created another one. I couldn't abandon my "Mayday" theme because that sums up my ideals in life. Mayday is a distress call, as everyone knows, and it is usually done to ask help to solve mayhem, thus my mimimayhem address. So there, you can deduce from that that my ideal position in life is to be able to solve the mayhems of the world - if there is such a word as "mayhems".

My next post will be 100 Things about me. My blogger idol Mike has done it and because I'm a good follower, I created my own too.

The S's, the Shaved Head, and the Star Wars

It has been almost two months when I first got my braces installed on my teeth. Last Friday, I made a trip to the dentist to get the major changes that are going to be applied on them. He glued two metallic bonds on two of my upper molars, attached elastic bands, and since then, I've been struggling saying my S's. Whenever I say a word with a predominant S sound, it sounds like hissing with too much air.

Everyday I wake up, I practice my S's but nothing happens. When can I get my S's back? Please return them - now!

Anyway, my imaginary best friend, Natalie Portman, shaved her head and now this is how she looks like:
Though she's still absolutely gorgeous, people might think she's a neo-Nazi, a lesbian, or has cancer ... but really, she just did it for a prison scene in the movie V for Vendetta that she's filming now.

The movie I'm endorsing is of course, now out on cinemas and believe it or not, it has gotten rave reviews from top film critics including my favorite of them all, Roger Ebert! People expected otherwise but it is the best Star Wars movie since Episode VI: Return of the Jedi.

BIG DENIAL

Right now, I feel like I'm in the turning point of my life. I'm turning my back from the joys of high school and the company of my friends I've known and loved like they're everything that matters in the world.

I might be disillusioned. It's difficult to accept that even though most of the time things go your way and what you're hoping for always comes true, there are still ideals that begin to shatter because a part of it appears not to be perfect and you resent that part. I act like I'm entirely excited about entering college, meeting new people, and moving from a freaking classroom to another but I'm not! Actually, I'm more anxious than excited. I hate big changes and this is a BIG change - so big that it even changed the contents of my wardrobe.

I can smell hot steams of anxiety and denial hissing out from me. I'm not yet wholly prepared to seal my former life, my high school life in particular, in a box. How can I survive? How can I get over my former school, my HS teachers, my friends? I guess I'm the only one who can completely answer that question but right now, I only have those obscure mini-solutions on how to cope and that's not enough.

How I wish I can buy a book entitled, for instance, Chicken Soup for the Incoming Freshman's Soul or something else related. Anyway, I'm leaving with a pic ... y know, for old times' sake.


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Now, that's what I call fun (or sad, if you look at the other side of it). I miss them already and what more will I feel in the future? Something worse, I predict.

Birthday in UP

It was my birthday yesterday and I went to UP to attend the freshman orientation and to confirm the subjects I've pre-enlisted online. It was my first time to spend the entire day in my soon-to-be school and I already love being there!

I met the faces that are eventually going to be part of my everyday from June to March of the next four years. I met some acquaintances and chatted with them. It was so overwhelming, y know, just to be there and groping the ideas that I'm going to have to install in my mind very soon. College, for me so far, is still a strange new world of possibilities, new people, and a new level of stupidity. I felt so stupid there, I didn't know where to go and exactly what to do but heck, I had a great time and I'm so darn excited.

The thing that struck me the most is that all of my classmates in Journalism are... well, smart! You should imagine it - everyone was speaking in straight English and everyone was asking sensible questions. It's overwhelming for me to be in a place where people are all in sync but I also admit that I think it's insanely odd.

For my birthday to be spent there is ordinary but absolutely a-okay. I just don't like the fact that the sun's so muscle-deep hot (and everyone has to walk or ride a jeep) and the university requires enrollees have to undergo a series of medical exams. Blech.

A Preview of My College Life

I've just been confirmed by the University of the Philippines as one of their incoming freshman students in Diliman Campus.

Here's what my first semester in UP will be like: Mondays and Thursdays, I'm having my Biology 1 and Kasaysayan 1 classes. When Tuesdays and Fridays drop by, I'm taking 3 classes namely Creative Writing 10, Science, Technology and Society, and Philosophy 10 classes. Wednesdays are going to be a blast because I have only one subject which is PE - basic basketball. Well, I've always been playing basketball and I'm done with the basics training and all but heck, at least I'm still going to play my sport when I enter my university ... even though it means introduction to dribbling, passing, and jump shooting - all of which I've already gone through these past three years. It never hurts to perk up your basic skills again.

I'm actually quite excited about my first semester 'cause I have no way to know what will happen, who I'll meet, and what mishaps I'm going to encounter. I know I shouldn't be looking forward to mishaps but, every beginner has to have at least one. I pray not in my case.

So anyway, I'm just going to make this short 'cause I'm still going to call my best friend whom I haven't seen for almost two months now and it sucks - big time. We still have a lot of catching up to do. It's just awful when you know you're not going to have someone you can run to when you have problems when you reach college and you don't even know if you're going to have one again or you're still going to be close with the best friend you've come to know since your you-know-what crazy years in elementary.

Before I leave, one question from my question form. It's about my last post, which I now realize that it's kind of, uhm, controversial.
R-YAN: nice post (be not afraid).. actually i was thinking that if people really think it is in God's hand whether a person dies or not, isn't it that in the first place it is us who decide to prolong someone's life with those tubes thingy? anyway... you can disregard this one.. i'm just curious.. ^^;;
MIMI: To tell you the truth, this one's a toughie and I might not be the right one to answer this but I'm just gonna give you my two-cents. Okay, you see, God tells us that we should take care of one another and that He blesses us when we go on great lengths just to help people like, in that case, putting them with those tubes. It's God's will for us to sustain someone's life but take note, it is also His will when all those efforts will already be useless and He decides to send that person's soul to Heaven with Him [or in some cases, in Hell].