Six Months

Today is Em-em's six-month birthday. We went out and ate lunch in Jade Garden. Yummmmy. Except that I ate too much. I ate too much that I was too full for my trademark Mango Jubilee. Oh well.



Most Vivid Memory

I'm re-reading my old books, the books that got me started into the whole book-worm image. Y'know those teen books: Sweet Valley, Baby-Sitters Club, Sweet Dreams, Love Stories, etc. Anyway, I just finished the BSC and read one of their 'Special Editions' (why do young adult serial books usually have those?) and it was entitled Baby-sitters Remember. In it, each character talks about their most vivid memories. Not most exciting, not most important, not most life-altering or anything like that, but vivid. What makes a memory vivid, anyway?

I've been wracking my brains ever since I started (and ended) reading that book and I can't quite decide which is my most vivid memory. Coz vivid means that I remember every detail of it, right? And... I can't really think of anything. Also, I told myself that this memory has to happen a year or more ago, because things that happened within the year are a given, right? I mean, if it happened within a year, then it usually means that it's easier to remember, right? So, I'm now trying to figure out what particular memory of mine that happened before June 6, 2004 that is particularly vivid... and I can't really think of any.

Oh! Wait! Now I remember... my first diving experience. When I got that whole 'Darth Vader' sound underwater, which cracked me up, which led to water going in my mask... but wait, it's not quite that vivid... what about... nah...

See? I thought it wouldn't be too hard to decide on one memory that's 'vivid', but in reality, it's really quite hard. I can't think of anything. I just know I'll be trying to come up with a vivid memory. I always thought it'd be easy, y'know? I mean, think about a vivid memory and boom! You got a memory. But, not, it's not really that easy. Details escape until you only remember the little things, the things that, at that time, seemed to matter to you.

Oh, well, maybe one day I'll be able to come up with one. And I'll definitely post it here.

Oooh, wait... I think I have one: the day my bestbud went to the States. Ina and I have known each other for ages. Of course, there was the Ina-less years between Senior Prep (8 years old) and Grade 5 (11 years old) but within the schoolyear of Grade 5, we pretty much bridged whatever gap we had. So, yeah, I can tell you events during Ina's life in grade 1-4 (especially the one regarding my ex-crush... hmph!). Anyway, it was the year... um... 1999, I guess. Before we hit summer of third year to fourth year. I had learned a few days before that Ina was off to the States - she told me. I didn't know how to react to that since Ina was all blah about it. It wasn't that she didn't care, it was coz it hadn't really settled in just yet. She said that her mom didn't want to tell her when they were leaving coz Tita didn't want Ina and her brothers to get all excited or whatever. I complained about that, I believe LOL Anyway, on the day itself (Inz, correct me if I got anything wrong), I headed off to our carpool, put down my things, then headed back to the third floor of our building coz Ina was there. I was there, hanging around gate 2 when I saw Tita Maricar. She knows me, I know her; we made nice and then I admitted that Ina told me they were going off to the States. And that Tita didn't want to tell Ina when they were leaving. So she told me, and asked me not to tell Ina (I didn't tell her).

So I went back inside the building and kind of ran up the steps coz Trish said that they were still near the stairs at the back of the building. And when I came up, sure enough, Ina was sitting on the lockers (something we're not allowed to do, but everyone does it anyway) with Trish and Nic and James hanging around. When she saw me, she showed off the pillow she was hugging which James gave as a goodbye present thing. Slightly panicked, I asked if gifts were a must. She said - like the great friend that she is - it wasn't. Actually, I can't even remember if I brought a card or anything... probably not LOL my stinginess knows no bound. Hahaha But, seriously, I didn't really think to get her anything coz, well, it's just states, I guess. We've got email, snail mail, phone calls. I guess I always knew that even if we went our separate ways, we wouldn't ever stop being friends. Or at least, it would never reach a point where we'd have no contact with each other whatsoever.

I made her swear to send me her contact details ASAP and she promised to do so. I think I told her that her mom told me when they're leaving... I forget, how did you react to that, Inz? (and there goes the 'vivid' part of my memory; haaaay). We couldn't stay long din, but I remember hugging Ina tightly and making all sorts of promises (that we ended up keeping - yay!!). Surprisingly, I didn't cry. Well, not really. I know a few tears escaped from both our sets of eyes. But I didn't really cry. Maybe coz I had that knowledge that no matter what happens, wherever we end up living, we'd still be friends, yknow?

And the next memory will be, well, next time.

Hayden

Thought I could go through a post without mentioning him... but I am a weak, weak girl and he is such a hot, hot hunk of flesh.

I was on-line one night (about 2 nights ago, I believe) and my cousins - bless her heart - texts me that Hayden was going to be on Jay Leno. I immediately turned on the TV. I mean, I just knew that he would guest coz there's no way Jay Leno's going to let pass one of the biggest summer movies without interviewing it's main character. And I almost missed this. So, really, thanks cousin!

Anyway, Jay made with his usual pre-show jokes which I didn't really listen to since I was still on-line (but planning on logging off in record time once he announced Hayden's name). Anyway, the moment I've been waiting for finally arrived. Hayden (pronounced 'Hey-den') entered looking like the hottie he is (can you tell I'm drooling?). In dark slacks, dark shirt, dark coat. Very handsome, very mature, very tasteful. His voice is the Anakin of the second movie (for the 3rd movie, he was asked to lower his voice). And he's such a sweetie! Such a Mama's boy (which has it's advantages and disadvantages, I gotta admit). Jay asked if he was going to be home for Mother's Day and he says that sadly, he can't coz he's going off to Italy for filming but asks if he could use a camera to give his mom a message. And he gave one, short but sweet. Something like, "Hey, mom, sorry I can't make it home, but happy mother's day. I love you." And Jay gives him grief over that, saying that Hayden's a star and he (Jay) was expecting a more heartfelt weepy message and told Hayden to do it over again. Chuckling, Hayden agrees and looks back at the camera and says something like, "Mom, I am very, very sorry that I am not going to be there for Mother's Day. But know that I miss you so much. I love you very much," and turns to Jay, all, "is that okay?" and Jay's laughing, going, "Yeah, yeah, fine."

He was very nice, a bit quiet, I guess. But with a sense of humor. He mentioned that he and Ewan (there was a funny moment when Jay said, "so you and Ewan" and then realized that "you and" and "Ewan" sounds alike) were quite competitive and they really went at it with the lightsabers. After shooting the climatic lightsaber fight, he had bruised knuckles. Also, Ewan got Hayden into dirt biking (yay!). And Hayden also made mention of the fact that he and Ewan both have that habit of making lightsaber sounds (Hayden: "Y'know, the wooooow, wooooow, woooow") and every time, before filming, George has to remind his two actors to not make the sounds. He was also given a lightsaber and nicked a thingie from set. It's a thingie that said "Vader's coming" and "Vader's leaving" or something like that.

He also said that he felt all giddy wearing the Darth Vader costume and that the mask was given to him with ceremony: on a tray, with a cloth covering it and there was some ceremony with removing the cover. He also mentioned that it's quite hard to see from within the mask and he was terrified of tripping (he was afraid of damaging the costume) since he had to stand on these stilt-like things to make up for the height difference between him and the Emperor.

And, as of last night, I beat out my Star Wars Episode II (or was it Spiderman?) record of watching it in the movie house 4 times. Last night, with Trish, I watched Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge Of The Sith for the fifth time. Yay me! I'm making Hayden richer! Bwahahaha