Sunday, October 02, 2005
my body's producing less and less melanini can clearly remember the oldest memory i have in my brain bank. i was about two or three years old. i was sitting on a small stool in our old garage at our old bungalow. i was in front of my dad's old Toyota coupe and i was admiring the golden brilliance of the car (aptly named Goldie), while small and short pieces of black string could be seen falling in front of, beside and behind my small human self. my mom was standing beside me and had in her hands a pair of silver scissors with a little tinge of rust at its tip. with wholehearted care and precision, she deleted the black stuff on my head that made me lack neatness and made me look dirty. i was too young to go to the barber shop so my mother, even with her lack of skill as a hair-stylist, managed to make look like a child celebrity (or at least she told me so).
fifteen years later, i sit on a stool in my sister's bathroom. there is no gold coupe. no garage and no rusty scissors. what's left are the little pieces of black string that can still be seen descending from my summit, and more importantly, the same mother with the same love and care. but this time, she has a razor in her hand. slowly and surely, she drives away on my head and easily makes a grass patch look like a Q ball. i'm too lazy to go to the barber every two weeks so i have my mom do it. and even with her lack of skill as a hair-stylist (even after 15 years of experience), she still manages to make me look neat and clean (but not so much like a child celebrity anymore).
some things never change.
hell weekcollege presents itself in its most monstrous and evil form. hell week. and in this case. hell weeks preceeding the long-awaited semestral break. it's like being underwater for five minutes and trying to swim up as fast as you can for air. you see the surface and you know you're gonna make it, but it still seems so far away. you need air. agh. i wonder if anyone's ever drowned cuz of hell week. i pray to God to give me strength, help me survive, and moreover, remove my procrastination and laziness. bah.
...and i had just bought NBA Live 2006. fudge.
the adventure ended at 7:16 PM
