Me: Can I use the bathroom? Teacher: I don't know, can you? Me: When I was using "can" I was using its secondary model form as a verbal modifier asking for permission, as opposed to expressing an ability. I thought since you were a teacher you'd know that. My bad. MAY I use the restroom?
So, you know how everyone thinks that the Top is his totem, but in the beginning he mentions that it’s actually Mal’s? Well, you see, if it’s not his totem, then it’s not going to properly work for him. Cobb’s totem is his wedding ring. Whenever he’s dreaming, he has a wedding ring on because, as he says, in his dreams, they’re still together. In reality, he’s not wearing a ring. During the last scene of the movie? He’s not wearing a ring. BAM, REALITY.
I can’t believe that I let February pass me by without posting anything. I feel shocked and horrified. I feel shocked and horrified, first and foremost, that I haven’t written anything when more than half of what happened to me in February was worth writing down. Secondly, I am shocked and horrified because February was like a WHOLE year. I present to you a short list:
A course in advanced Professional Make Up at Make Up Forever. I got a discount!
Doing make up for the opening of the Rent show in Manila. I lived it like a New Yorker on the way home!
Singing with the De La Salle Alumni Chorale. Nailed a Manhattan Transfer arrangement!
Getting sick. My body. It catches up!
Getting a recital together. It’s the send off I’ll give myself!
Like can’t get any fast paced than right now. It’s already March. March!
In more contemplative news, something struck me at a family-ish gathering more than a week ago. My niece (cousin’s daughter) was christened the other Sunday. Most of my cousin’s and his wife’s college friends were there to witness and celebrate with us on that special day. Meanwhile, I sat with my lunch plate in front of me thinking who I would invite to something like this.
As it happens to be, I don’t have that much friends my age. Or rather, I don’t have that many friends who are my age and have their own families. I’d chalk it up to my friends in theater, who range from high school kids to doctors in their glamorous late 30’s.
I would tend to think that my cousin’s lives are at a predictable route, but I thought the better and disagreed with myself. No one’s life is predictable. Theirs just turned out the way it did and mine is, well, out of the ordinary. I should say so myself.
Right now, the last five years are catching up on me. I’m leaving the Philippines to pursue things in the US. A LOT of things. There are events leading to my departure and they are numerous and overwhelming. I feel like I have to catch these things around me to make them happen. I don’t think I’ll be settling down for a break any time soon, and it’s not like any of it is not within my control.
DAD:Hi. Hope it went well. I seen to have left the house with the foror you need for party. You will have to drop by and get them.any chance when you in out tip afternoon to community centre… You could pick up an order of saint at Colour your World?
ME:I have no idea what you’re talking about. I think that was supposed to go to Mom, not me.