Six Impossible Things

Alice survived Wonderland. Well, sort of...

Waking up in a world of uncertainties and impossibles, Alice experienced everything that was Wonderland... A place where, flowers are talking, rabbit run late, and potions and cakes make you grow or shrink, it's a dream. PERIOD.

I had my six impossible things too, you know:

If Alice had a potion that can make her small, I had a tendency to look down on myself.

Believe it or not, I may talk endlessly and somehow exude self-confidence but I still have a tendency to evaluate myself. Whenever, I'm alone I write things in a piece of paper like: practice English grammar, try getting on a diet, focus more on studies, you're losing yourself and blah blah blah... I question myself so much, that I am my own insecurity. In my family, I'm the only one who can't play an instrument and I feel so down already. They say, that it's because I was 'attention-deprived' when I was a kid... but I somehow fixed that. Highlight: somehow

If Alice had a cake that can make her grow, I have a pill called Cherifer.

Yes, I still take Cherifer! I'm a flat 5'0 and I want another number next to it. Hell, 5'2 is my goal, two inches to go!

If Alice's animals can talk, my magic eight ball always answered my questions, in yes, no, maybe and later.

I have two magic eight balls, the black and red one. I believe so much in things like charms, luck and magic eight balls that my family finds it amusing. But every time I was right, I always felt smug. I once shaked the eight ball and asked, "Will I pass UP?" Magic eight ball answered, "Definitely." My mom checked if I really did pass and when I got home, I did. I even had 'lucky' headbands and 'study' headbands that I wore to school whenever I needed luck, wisdom or fun. Yes, so far all of them do work.

If Alice's cats can disappear, my voice can disappear too.

Thrice in my whole life, I've lost my voice. All of them after Batch Cheering Competition. Splits, cartwheels and etcetera are deemed to be so easy that I can't do any of them, except bridge! So I show support with my loud voice, during those two days of practice and competition day itself, I never lose energy because I feel like if I lose mine, others will follow suit. So I'd rather lose my voice for a week or two than the whole batch lose their 'muchness'.

If Alice had Wonderland, I had Dollhouse.

Dollhouse is a series of short stories that I've written, a creative outlet. It's actually not very 'happy' since it revolves around horrors like enchanted dolls, voodoo dolls. porcelain dolls and Barbie. Yeah, I have a dollphobia. So instead of fearing them, I wrote a few to let out my fear... It was really fun writing about fears.

If Alice had to slay the Jabberwocky, I can pass the BSA program.

Can I really?

We defy reality when we live out our dreams.


We start doing the impossible when we've set our minds to it.


We stop just existing when we start living our lives.


Signing off,
Ana Raymundo of C31!

Stupid Cupid!

We all know the song, right? But, there's another reason for having this title for my blog. For one, it's about Cupid's love life and how he had stupidly pricked himself with his own arrow when trying to drug Psyche, which in turn resulted to Cupid falling in love with Psyche. He was trying to drug Psyche 'cause his mother (Aphrodite) was entirely jealous of Psyche's beauty. Psyche, then, was a mortal and after that was a series of events of trying to get Cupid back after he had run away. And two, it's how I was stupid enough to get hit by Cupid's arrows.

I could state a lot of stupid things I've done with my life but not a lot would be about love in particular. Unless… You count the one when I threw a paper ball to a guy who happened to have had a crush on me. He got sent to the Discipline's Office for 'fighting' with my seatmate who he thought was the mastermind who threw the paper. Atleast, I know that I have amazing aim for hitting him right at the back of his head.

I've had crushes, Jacob Black being one of them. TEAM JACOB!


But… love and adventure? I tried once, when a guy asked me at prom, 'Pwede bang manligaw?' I said, 'Sure, I trust you naman eh.' Slow dancing, listening to music and wearing a pretty dress… romantic! But that didn't go well, complications if you must, but that has got to be one of the most romantic times of my highschool life. I still love that guy as a friend, a great friend in fact.


But my all-time favorite experience, (that now I regret because of my STUPIDITY!) was my secret admirer's message for me. First year in highschool, and pretty early in the schoolyear I got a message from a secret admirer. I found out who he was but I don’t think that he knew that I knew. I had a crush on him for two years in my highschool and I was afraid to tell him that I liked him back.


Sigh… These stories of mine seemed so private but I think it would be better to share them.

I love you all!


Signing off, Ana Raymundo of C31!

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Not Cool but Coquette

"A fan is not for cooling oneself. A fan is for flirting. It is also for keeping one's hand gracefully occupied, and for slapping the arm of a gentleman who is too forward."


That is what young Whitney had said to her uncle when she had explained the uses of a fan in the hands of a young lady. When our professor said, why don't you blog about culture. This was literally what came into my mind; it was such a witty line of thought that it had been stored in my mind since I've last read the book around a year ago. I actually reread the first part of the novel which turned into reading the whole novel again for the whole day.

Parts of the historical English culture [1800s] showed up when instructors taught young Whitney everything she had to know about being a young lady, for she wasn't exactly the picture of a lady. To be trained how to stroll and not gallop and how to turn in a court dress with a train were parts of her training. I can't even tie my hair up in a simple ponytail and these ladies had hairstyles so intricate that jewels like pearls were used as accessories. They'd dance and talk in a certain way because they were trained by instructors; all the training I had came from my mother and it was just about how to sit straight and table manners.


I believe that there were a lot of proper 'etiquettes-to-follow' if you ever lived in England back then, especially females! I don't think I would've survived that well a century or two ago; no cellphones, no TVs and no computers with Internet connection would have been silly dreams unlike now wherein I have access of all three and more.


A good friend of mine had gone to a ball. That ball was everything like those in 1800s; he had to study etiquette, fashion and dances so he wouldn't embarrass himself. He taught me some table manners that I've never heard of in my sixteen years of existence. My favorites included the two weirdest ones. Let your food cool on its own; don't blow on it, and never cut bread, break it with your fingers. It was so simple yet I've never heard of them 'til now.


TGI wasn't born in the 1800s.


Signing off Ana Raymundo of C31!

A Mixture of Art and Sport!

She was aiming for 10th place... but she got the 5th place instead!


That girl right there (look at her right now at the right side!) is Kassidy-Rae Browell. Nevermind that I do envy her name 'cause it's sounds so different, I still do envy that she is this fifteen year old girl that can figure skate. Envy aside, she's getting better each year. If you look her up on YouTube, there are 280 views since I last viewed, and the comments? They were from friends from school so go on Kassidy, be this big star 'cause now I'm rooting for you too. See that pose she's holding, yeah she's reaching for them stars!


So yeah. I've always wanted to figure skate but somethings have held me back and to those who've known me for forever know about my back (err, scoliosis) so I can't really take up too much sports except swimming which helps me get better. My blog was supposed to be about that then I'd know what I talk about but this is something that just goes on in my mind as fantasy. I guess boys don't fantasize about this but who knows... anyone from C31? hahaha. ;)


Anyways, I wanted to ignore what I knew for now. You know, learn something new! Do all those pirouettes, the jumps, the leaps and whatever. SIGH. I can only do that in my dreams because I really have tried ice skating on the rink... AT LEAST, I could walk on it but oh hot damn were those things heavy. I'm betting they weren't used for doing that pose (look up!) in the picture. But look here in the left, yeah that's my barkada in HS, my Lounge Kroo! This isn't the whole lot unfortunately but you could spot me and Zig at the right side. What was going in my mind? Take the picture I can't hold this pose anymore!


Obviously, a lot of us have fallen. Please, with cherry on top and all that, give us credit we've been trying to stand for a good minute or two and, as a result: friends pushed friends to get into the shot. It was a great fun to start our year, we did this the weekend before school started for third year methinks. Oh yeah, I fell like twice but no shot was taken, how unfortunate was that. So sometimes you can make your fantasy as reality, of course I didn't do twirls and jumps but feeling my skate-clad feet on the ice. Good enough! But one of the BEST memories I've had. Think about it, anyhting you spend with friends let it be dreams, fears and disappointments it becomes something you'd hold on. Even Kassidy up there had friends supporting her all the way thru!

Signing off, Ana Raymundo of C31!

Source: http://www.bendigoadvertiser.com.au/news/local/sport/general/browell-earns-top-marks-at-figure-skating-championships/1860597.aspx

Impression From Fashion

From the article of an international magazine called "Harper's BAZAAR", a jewelry designer named Gaia Repossi was featured with the subject of her personal style. This article shows how the jewelry designer shows off her flawless fashion sense.

Many of you must be wondering who this person is... I'm sorry, but I also have no idea who she is. I was just browsing an international fashion magazine and a part of it suddenly caught my eye. The thing that caught my eye wasn't the picture of the beautiful woman printed on the magazine but the word "Gaia". At first, I thought it was something related to nature or maybe it is some kind of brand of clothes that they are trying to feature. As I read the article, I found out that this "Gaia" indicated on the magazine is actually a 24-year old woman who is an artistic director of her family's fine-jewelry business. I know it may sound boring but it is worth reading.


Gaia Repossi is in fact the great-granddaughter of house founder Gian Pietro Repossi and she handles herself with such grace and dresses such deliberate,and unflappable style. It is hard to imagine that this chic woman is only 24 years old. It is said that the first thing one notices about Gaia Repossi is her composure. Composure is one thing that people notice especially when it comes to fashion sense. Though she admitted that people sometimes think that she is older than what she seems, we cannot hide the fact that she is a natural beauty. Her age isn't the only thing that people get the wrong idea, but also her preferences. Due to her appearance and the way she dresses, people mistaken her for being French.


The way a person compose himself/herself greatly affects the impression of other people. This can be related to fashion in a way that relates to those who surround us. An example of which is Gaia Repossi. She can wear refinement and luxury without looking pretentious or like trying too hard. Because of the way she composes herself, it greatly affects other people's impression towards her.

My reaction to this article is nothing special. I feel indifferent about it since the article mostly focused on a particular person... but that doesn't mean that the content doesn't make sense. I got a bit bored reading it at the middle part of the article but as I kept reading, it turned out to be better than I thought.

- Eleonor M. Corrales
Source: Harper's BAZAAR magazine June/July 2010
Course: BS Accountancy
Section: C31