where Finch erred against Jack and Jack was obsessing about how to forgive his sidekick. He wanted to restore their friendship but he couldn't do it "without a reason." So he devised ways and comically (the show is a comedy after all!) failed, one attempt after another. Then Maya told her dad in a straight-forward manner,
It solved the problem. Yada... yada... And they lived happily ever after. Credits roll. I've had my dose of stupid entertainment.
As soon as I was done with my paper for Literary Criticism class, my very last requirement, I went a little wild! I just had to celebrate! After all, that marked my freedom from academic burden, a freedom that feels so nice, a freedom that I think I deserve after working so hard since grade school. So I did what my heart told me to do. I threw myself into a series of parties and gimmicks. Here is an account. Little Miss Gimikera drops her party hat for a while to write what she has been up to during the past few days.
I. Princess Jamie's Arabian Night [I'm not kidding. That was the title of the event. My friend Jamie is a drama queen like me.]
Ten minutes after I handed Mr. Pulan the Post-Structuralist reading, I was back at my dorm painting my nails (yellow gold to match my outfit), putting on makeup (Maybelline Night Shine 'coz it was night, duh!), and squeezing into an outfit that can be described as updated Princess Jasmine. I was going to an Arabian-inspired party!
You see, to celebrate her birthday, my good friend Jamie Santos rented Taj Ma, an Indian-inspired restaurant at Katipunan. The place really had that Indie vibe with open entrances (no doors, just the cement wall with an opening), more mats and couches than chairs (so you really sit on the floor and do the ritual), a washing station (think bathroom tiles and faucets attached to the wall), lots of lamps (magic? maybe... but I did no lamp-rubbing that night), and glittery fabric for everything (the curtains, the mats, the table covers). It was truly the perfect setting!
To match her theme, she asked her guests to don something that communicated Arabian glam. How cool and how fun is that?!?!!! I had a hell of a time with my outfit. Too bad I didn't take a picture. (Well, actually I did take a few with a phone but they were close-ups so you wouldn't see the outfit anyway.) But visualize this: a 3/4 sleeved green see-through blouse with alternating green, yellow, and silver layers drowning in sequins; capri pants; wooden high heeled chunks with a circle metal for a strap (kind of like what Indies sometimes wear on their foreheads); and white pearl dangling earrings. Totally fab, if I may say so.
And of course, we were fed Indian food. Kebabs, shawarma wraps, and pana cotta. Yum yum!!! I'm not really into Indian food. I like Pinoy food best. But it's nice having variation.
As if the Indie resto, glittered clothes, and flavorful food weren't enough, Jamie turned an already spankin' party to an ultra-spankin' party by making us wear bell-adorned belts and actually having a gym instructor teach us belly dancing!!! Hahaha... I have always thought about trying belly dancing. I didn't know I would get a tutoring session that night. What can I say about the experience? Um, on one hand it was fun. Very enjoyable indeed! We were laughing at ourselves. You should see how weird people look when gyrating! And there was something very natural, very sexy, and very smooth about the dance. It is truly an art. But of course, there is a bad side. And it comes by the name tummy ache! I mean, ouch! That 20-30 minute workout made me realize just how long it has been since I took P.E. I know it's gonna take out tummy fat but darn does it hurt! But it was a heck of an experience just the same.
Stomach aches aside, the party was great! I have to hand it to Jamie for thinking of such a good theme. And she reinforced it with all the details. (Even the invite and the souvenir matched the theme!)
Anybody holding an Arabian party anytime soon? I would sure like to do this all over again.
II. English Block Lunch Reunion a.k.a. The Return of R07
I almost missed this one!
I came home late from Jamie's party and was a bit tipsy so I slept well into the next day. Thank goodness my roomie and her mom came in to get her stuff and they were so noisy that I was woken up. I took a quick shower, put on the first jeans and shirt I found, and rode a trike praying it wasn't over yet.
Thank goodness they were still there. Thank goodness they stayed a bit longer after I got there.
It was a really nice little lunch at Shakey's. Ma'am Chona was there. Ma'am Rica unfortunately had an important engagement. My very friendly, very loving classmates from my freshman days were there. We recounted the class play -- The Quickie Mart, re-evaluated first impressions, reminisced moments, listed down the stories Ma'am Chona made us read (Let's see. Canon stories like Bread of Salt and Magnificent, my very first Structuralist and Marxist readings!), etc. It was good conversation, laughs, smiles, and camwhorage over pepperoni and cheese.
Here are some pictures courtesy of Da Bird.

Good Morning!
My Kakagising Lang Look

Acid a.k.a. Britney doing that pop star thing

Back to Back: Acid and Me
(a.k.a. Britney vs. Christina, hahaha!)
The R07 Gang

Before
[O.M.G.! Look at those hairstyles and outdated pants!]

After
[All prettier/handsomer, smarter, and better but still the same nice R07 people]
Oh, how I love R07! I cannot believe how long it has been since I was a semi-feminist, semi-kikay girl under Ma'am Rica and Ma'am Chona's wings. Now I am a full-fledged feminist and 24/7 kikay very nearly a woman. * tears * This is making me feel sentimental. I owe a lot to my teachers, classmates, and close friends. I wouldn't be who I am today if not for them.
Acid, Birdie, whatcha say we do this again? This time with the complete Quickie Mart cast and crew.
III. Constantine [Yet another Keanu being "the one" movie but surprisingly worth catching]
After bonding with my former classmates, it was time to give my own peer group some love. We watched *you need to say it in that throaty whisper a la Rachel Weisz as they show in the previews* Constantine.
I must say, it's a good movie. A thinking piece. Had the same old good vs. evil theme but presented it in a good way. Had a still-happy but very-realistic so credible ending. Scared me enough. Amused me enough.
It was great to watch with Mau and Tin. Tin was her usual scaredy-cat self. She covered her eyes during the "freaky parts" (I can't really brag 'coz I covered my eyes too. But I did it only once. When they had a close-up of the cat! People who know about my trauma involving cats can guess why.) Mau was as usual loving the gore! Both Mau and Tin were very insightful. We had a nice little discussion about Angel Gabriel's motivations and John Constantine being a symbol for every man.
I love watching movies in the cinema! Especially with that whole center seats, buttered popcorn and rootbeer in hand ritual. And movies are watched best with friends. So I really had a good time.
IV. Oscar Night
My ex-roomie but still dorm mate Sweet watched THE OSCARS with me. We had a splendid time listening to Beyonce's sultry voice and looking at her nice bootie; laughing at Chris Rock especially when he was doing that entire "If you don't have a star, wait..." act; scrutinizing the face of the nominees whose names weren't called out all trying to look normal and happy for the person who won even if "Kill! Kill" was running though their mind; and deciding which acceptance speech was best (I vote for Clint Eastwood and his "I'm just a kid."), etc.
The only thing I didn't like about the show this year was that there were no "statement outfits" ergo that one apparel that an actor/actress is gonna be remembered for like the pieces of Sarah Jessica Parker, Julia Roberts (the one she wore when she won for Erin Brokovich with a white triangular neckline), Renee Zellwegger (Well, the red dress-black hair Asian look was nice but I miss her more experimental and flashy ones), Gwyneth Paltrow, etcetera. My hypothesis, it's because these fashionistas weren't nominated. Of course, they would have more motivation dressing up if they knew they could win 'coz they want the photos to look divine. I bet Joan Rivers and the entire Oscar red-carpet fashion encore out there were as disappointed as I was.
But well, there's always next year. Too bad I can't watch it with Sweet again. I love our TV and movie-watching chemistry.
V. Family Party
I also squeezed in the birthday party of one of my cute little cousins. The scenario: typical family gathering with loads of food, "inquisitive" relatives, and graduation congratulations. But it was fun! Even if they are sometimes weird, I love my family. Both immediate and extended. Both Ocols and San Pedros.
VI. Mulieris FGD [Focus Group Discussion / Food-Girls-Discourse]
The last thing I went to before I finally came back here in Tagig to start my "vacation" was a Mulieris FGD at World Topps. The usual suspects Patty, Charvic, Paula, Lala, and Mabs were there. Giselle also dropped by. We discussed the big thing Mulieris is releasing next week [Take note please: MARCH 7-13 IS WOMEN'S WEEK, WOMEN'S DAY IS MARCH 8 TUESDAY]. I am so excited with that. It's gonna be big. I hope people like it and they get the message we are trying to convey. Then we dabbled on the topic "The Media's Portrayal of Women. Giselle was going into Michel Foucault's panoptic view theory. It was really interesting. It's funny how women are made objects of the male gaze. It's such a dilemma. On one hand, you don't want to be reduced to an object of fancy/a scene for the male pleasure. On the other, you cannot deny the fact that you need people (men and women alike) to look at you in order for you to say or do something meaningful--for you to effect change. It's a very problematic concept, very nuanced just like how a woman's situation generally is--so many on the one hand and on the other hand.
Anyway, I just wanna say that I'm really gonna miss Mulieris and the Mulieris girls. I wish them all the best. I hope Ateneo opens itself up to the idea of a women's org trying to promote women's rights and promote gender equality. The problem is people don't understand feminism and they don't try to. It's about time we Atenean women speak up. I really really hope Mulieris gets accredited. I'll come back and check up on them every once in a while.
Here's to more educational and fun moments with Mulieris!
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Okay, those are all the parties/gimmicks I went to from the Saturday to Thursday I stayed in school. I'll be going to more now that I'm really free. Cheers everyone!
*** spat out from the mind of Rachelle @ 5:43 PM


3.02.2005
ACHIEVEMENT
Wala lang. Gusto ko lang mag-share. I had a pleasant surprise this morning in the form of my
Site Meter. According to the records, for the 11 months that Girl Interrupted has been up, it has accumulated 10,000 plus hits. Yeah!
Haha... 'Yun pa naman pangarap ko nung nagsisimula pa lang ako. Didn't really think it would come true but now here it is.
Can you believe it? People have read what I, just a girl, just some writer, just some feminist, have to say! 10,000 times!!! Bongga talaga!
I hope reading this blog has been as educational and as much fun for you as it had been for me.
SITEMETER REPORT
VISITS
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Average Visit Length [0:53]
This Week [403]
PAGE VIEWS
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O di ba? Nakakatuwa naman. I know it's nothing compared to the site statistics of... let's say Sassy... but I'm just happy that I'm being read and I am able to share, even in my own little space lang.
*** spat out from the mind of Rachelle @ 12:05 PM


3.01.2005
HAPPY
"Happy... shalalala... It's so nice to be happy..."
*** spat out from the mind of Rachelle @ 12:30 PM



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