BG had no class today. The teacher had to attend a family gathering and will just hold an extra class to cover for it. The little girl is taking a nap now while hubby is busy playing NBA Live and me, well, you guess it right. I had been blogging and blog hopping. I peeked at how the stocks are doing and checked Forex. I should study how futures trading works too. And of course, I checked again if items on my wishlist have been marked down. Yes, I’ve been checking everyday. Pathetic huh?

I have this annoying pimple in the middle of my forehead. From afar, it looks I’m one of women from India. I think I need to put on some Triclear on this.

Speaking of women from India, do you remember Sushmita Sen? She’s a Miss Universe title holder (can’t remember what year) who intelligently answered and explained the essence of a woman.

“Just being a woman is God’s gift. The origin of a child is a mother, a woman. She shows a man what sharing, caring, and loving is all about. That is the essence of a woman.”

After that, she made a history. I grew up watching Miss Universe every year and I must say, her answer is the best that I heard so far.

That’s what I call beauty and brains.

When I was younger, many times I was asked “why don’t you join show business?” No, I’m not a good singer nor they have seen me act. So I suppose they just found me pretty. Ahem! Like I said, that was when I was younger. I do not wonder why nobody asks me this question anymore. (Translation: I was cute. When you’re older, cute means you’re stout or something like it. Not showbiz material.)

Many aspire to join show business. Why not? You’re going to get famous. You’ll be able to afford a lavish lifestyle, get home theater seating at your own home and have the best wardrobe for free. In short, you get paid for being famous.

So why did I not join show business? I have few reasons of my own.

• My nose is big. I’m not kidding. Ok, ok, Simply put, it’s because I may sometimes be photogenic but never telegenic. (Naks, feeling maganda pa din ano?)
• I’m a private person. Unlike other people, I don’t like to be famous. Well, maybe but not the type that people would like to know who you’re dating.
• I want real friends. Being famous is like being rich. You don’t know if people who want to be friends with you have other motive.
• Last but not the least, my father would hate me if I do. My father has an aunt and 2 cousins (one actor and one director who is married to a talent scout) in show business. And he always reminded us how “filthy” show business is.