celebrity and the common tao
I have just been reading Ala Paredes’ blog, and I find it quite difficult to admit that being a celebrity has its own advantages I have come to appreciate full time. I have always believed that being a celebrity sucks like a super-powered vacuum cleaner. I never got to appreciate the hours they had to spend in front of the camera (which, by the way, are the same hours they spend being bossed around by the ever-powerful and omnipotent creature most commonly known as the director), and the eventual lack of privacy. Nevertheless, there is no way that I am going to exchange my current life for something like Ala’s. Weighing the advantages and the disadvantages of being rich and famous, I say the disadvantages might haunt me relentlessly should I choose to live a life of a “STAH!”.
Back to the life of the common tao known as vikki/andie/balieu. I am currently freezing to death once again in the library, and I just want to suck the brains of all the staff and workers of this frigging school clean off their skulls (it is just that there is nothing left for me to suck anymore). The people running this school are nothing short of frigging morons out of their frigging minds. What the F! Sadly, my father does not realize that much, since he is planning to send my younger brother to the high school version of the ‘university’ (what a joke!) where I am currently imprisoned. The worst part of it all is that my father is so stubborn about his choice (which is that to destroy my brother’s future), I cannot doubt any longer where my own stubborn skull came from.
An earthquake just passed. It would be utterly geeky and stupid for me to try and calculate the wavelength, wave speed, frequency, angular frequency, wave number, and the like of the earthquake (though I should be allowed to say that I was a little tempted to, had I just known how) that I was just lucky enough to have experienced, enjoyed, and lived through (though that last bit might be a tad of an exaggeration). I like earthquakes. I like thunderstorms. I guess I like nature so much I get to experience its beauty even in its scariest forms.
I am so baduy sometimes. Maybe that is why I like a lot of baduy things as well.
With that out of my system, I shall now proceed to the thing that has been bothering me a lot lately. Menchie has been so sad lately. We have planned a little cheering-up surprise for her, and I hope it does its job really well. *Sigh.* As I have said, being a friend is one of the most fulfilling and depressing jobs of all. I really want her to cheer up. She is usually the one cheering all of us up, and I guess today is payback time. I hope (with all my fingers and toes crossed) that this ‘revenge’ will go according to plan.
I just spoke with Anj yesterday. Her voice and text messages are making me float on a cloud. I just miss her so much, and I cannot help but wish that the next PIIE congress would be tomorrow. The euphoria I am feeling from having just had some form of hi-tech contact with the person that has changed my life the most might last me a lifetime. That might be another exaggeration, but it sure feels like it.
Damn. I sound like a frigging lesbian.