Six-plus Inches of My Hair Just Went Bye-bye

I stopped cutting my hair 6+(coincidence?) years ago. By 'hair' I mean the general length of it. I still cut the ones that fall in front of my face for those I-want-bangs moments. I even sometimes cut those at the side of my face that people would assume that I have short hair--until they see my back. hahahaha

It was only about three years ago that I discovered the magic of using conditioners. So by that time, my hair was not looking good. It has split ends.  *gasp*

I'm now looking around for files showing the actual length of my hair but I can't seem to find one. It's one of the drawbacks of being the one usually behind the camera. -_-

So~ I'm borrowing a picture that was taken by my friend Karissa back in 2008.

Obviously, if you have anything unusual in your person, people tend to stare. I've had my share plus a couple of pulls(to see if it's not a wig), murmured comments and some actually ask us(me and my sister) head on.

The comments I can take but I don't like the hair-pulling thing. Ever heard about personal space? Duh.

One time, I was with my sister at a mall(I think) and we were looking at some stuff when we passed by a little girl. My hair was in a single braid then. The girl pulled on her grandma's hand and "whispered", 'look grandma. Rapunzel.'

Yeah, the old Rapunzel association. It's cute. :)

The oddest hair-related question thrown at me is, "what do you do with it when you go to the restroom?"

'What do you think?' is what I so want to answer back. I mean, come on people, use your common sense. Sheeesssh

The most common question is, "is it real?" If people have seen an actual wig, they'd know mine is real. My hair's not so shiny and it's often messy.

I dedicate this entry to the oldest part of my hair that's now with the biodegradable trash. I'll always remember you as the one I had the Yuna-ish hairstyle with. :)

Goodbye My One Thousand Paper Cranes

This afternoon I learned from my cousin's girlfriend that their school is making them fold paper cranes to be given to the US embassy to be sold so that they can donate the proceeds for Japan's recovery.

I've made a thousand paper cranes about two years ago because I wanted it to be part of my thesis but the panel rejected my title proposal so the cranes ended up in my workspace.

That thousand was literally hanging around so why not make the best of it. It's for a good cause anyway.

For Japan!

Day 30 - A Picture of Someone You Miss

I've been avoiding any mention of the "yellow chicken" throughout this project but I'll give the last day to him.

This picture is courtesy of my not so secret paparazzi. Smudged and masked to protect the endangered yellow chicken's identity. I wouldn't want all its fangirls breaking down my door.

Our chat messages are sweet and often times crazy. It makes me wonder now: what happened? Are we still friends?

I miss the "butterflies in my stomach" feel whenever we talk. I've been blabbing about this a lot in this blog so I won't delve on this anymore. I just miss the chicken. Period.



Dear Yellow Chicken,

If you see this picture, you'd know I've been talking about you. Don't hate me for stalking you. Feel free to stalk me. hahahaha

Friends?

Still waiting,
The crazy girl beside you >:)

Day 29 - A Picture That Can Always Make You Smile

My first choice was a picture of a text message I got on a certain December day last 2008 but I think I threw away my old phone's charger away. So that's quite impossible now. :(

So I opted the next best thing: L and Ryuk's Lightsaber Shoot. Ryuk here was supposed to be wielding a red one but the it barely emits any light so we just changed it to a yellow glow stick.

Day 28 - A Picture of Something You're Afraid Of

Death. Not my own but of those around me. I am more afraid of losing people close to me than dying. I've been accompanying my grandparents to funerals of their relatives and friends. I've seen how people react to the lose and I don't like it. I don't like watching people try to keep the hurt to themselves because it makes it more painful for me to watch them.

My eyes would sometimes glaze up seeing all those mourners not because I'm a crybaby or a drama queen but because it's a habit of mine to place myself in other people's shoes. And in a funeral, there's no other shoes to fill other than those that had lost someone.

Dying is easy, coping with death is harder.

Day 27 - A Picture of Yourself and a Family Member

Zero~ when she was still a teenager. hahaha.

I was telling Zero to look at the camera but the camera shot too soon for me to point at it. Yeah, you can see that finger wanting to get in the picture. :))

When our father left us, we weren't devastated. Instead, we felt relief. Do not judge us and say that we shouldn't tell that because he's our father after all. He does not have the right to be called our father. He abandoned us at the drop of a hat and he told us frequently--and bitterly, I might add--that we wouldn't be alive without him(and that we should be grateful).

So when he left us, my younger siblings felt that it's about time we get a pet, something that's more part of our family than our father ever was.

Our family's now complete. :D

Day 26 - A Picture of Something That Means a Lot to You

Need you ask? It's my books. hahaha

I took some quick snapshots of them, hence the blurry ones. Those books have invaded the space for my clothes! Even with that, I'm barely able to cram them in such a small space. I don't even have all of my books(others are still on loan). -_-

Book picture spamming begins here. :D

Yeah, I know it's disorganized. >:)