It`s not just her style.It`s that angelic beautiful face.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tell us a story, I know you`re not boring.
Listening to Reptilla by The Strokes
I ended up cutting my Math class today, because my body is sore from yesterday. It was pretty much a 15 hour day out, and when I finally got home, I didn`t get to sleep right away.
I woke up at the usual ungodly 6 am time then went to school. First class was English 11 follower right after by Literature 13. Snoozefest! I had half an hour to eat some cheese and potatoes (mozzarella sticks and fries. Ugh, that even sounds unhealthy) then I had to run off to PE class -swimming.
How do I begin to describe my immense hatred for swimming class? How do I make you realize the intense loathing I have for the sport? (I can have it as a leisurely activity, but as a competitive sport, please no.) I don`t just hate it because the chlorine makes my hair all shitty (on the contrary, it actually makes my hair much more cooperative) or because my swimsuit is so unflattering . I hate it because it is exhausting. I`m hungry (I never get time to eat breakfast until my long breaks), I`m sleepy (from the boring English & Lit),and I`m lazy; Going back and forth in the water kicking my legs and flailing my arms is not something I feel like doing at 10am. It`s exhausting too! Our coach is like a machine (one that doesn`t get destroyed by water). She asks us to swim 4 laps with no stopping in an olympic sized pool. What I don`t understand is why it seems like I`m the only one in class who feels extremely exhausted during and after class. I mean, doesn`t anyone else feel like dying after swimming that many laps? Well, I have an hour of PE Mondays and Wednesdays for 5 months. 2months down, 3 to go and I`ve already used up 2 of my 4 allowed cuts, so I have to attend all my classes unless I`m sick.
After my PE class, I dragged myself all the way to Physics class (Physical death, and mental death right afterward). I, along with everyone else in the back part of the classroom, did not understand our professor`s ramblings. We resulted to just talking and making jokes. After that class, we had to walk to Leong Hall for our INTACT. We had a prayer session in an AIR-CONDITIONED ROOM! Yes, this is one of the extremely rare times we get to bask in the cold. That lasted an hour so, I decided to go to the library with Eleita just to feel cold again. Then after a while, we took a trike going to the train station. We took a train going to Araneta and Tina met with us there.
Thrifting was fun! We got a bunch of clothes at such cheap prices! I love love love my nude lace dress! <3 After going up and down buildings full of clothes, we finally went back to Katipunan. Eleita went back to her dorm while Tina & I ate at McDo and we discovered we were 'led sisters' (due to accident involving pencils and hands). She brought me home at 9pm where I took a looooong shower and studied up a bit for Math (since I already decided on skipping). I slept at 12 am.
It was probably the best most exhausting day! I missed Tina <3
I ended up cutting my Math class today, because my body is sore from yesterday. It was pretty much a 15 hour day out, and when I finally got home, I didn`t get to sleep right away.
I woke up at the usual ungodly 6 am time then went to school. First class was English 11 follower right after by Literature 13. Snoozefest! I had half an hour to eat some cheese and potatoes (mozzarella sticks and fries. Ugh, that even sounds unhealthy) then I had to run off to PE class -swimming.
How do I begin to describe my immense hatred for swimming class? How do I make you realize the intense loathing I have for the sport? (I can have it as a leisurely activity, but as a competitive sport, please no.) I don`t just hate it because the chlorine makes my hair all shitty (on the contrary, it actually makes my hair much more cooperative) or because my swimsuit is so unflattering . I hate it because it is exhausting. I`m hungry (I never get time to eat breakfast until my long breaks), I`m sleepy (from the boring English & Lit),and I`m lazy; Going back and forth in the water kicking my legs and flailing my arms is not something I feel like doing at 10am. It`s exhausting too! Our coach is like a machine (one that doesn`t get destroyed by water). She asks us to swim 4 laps with no stopping in an olympic sized pool. What I don`t understand is why it seems like I`m the only one in class who feels extremely exhausted during and after class. I mean, doesn`t anyone else feel like dying after swimming that many laps? Well, I have an hour of PE Mondays and Wednesdays for 5 months. 2months down, 3 to go and I`ve already used up 2 of my 4 allowed cuts, so I have to attend all my classes unless I`m sick.
After my PE class, I dragged myself all the way to Physics class (Physical death, and mental death right afterward). I, along with everyone else in the back part of the classroom, did not understand our professor`s ramblings. We resulted to just talking and making jokes. After that class, we had to walk to Leong Hall for our INTACT. We had a prayer session in an AIR-CONDITIONED ROOM! Yes, this is one of the extremely rare times we get to bask in the cold. That lasted an hour so, I decided to go to the library with Eleita just to feel cold again. Then after a while, we took a trike going to the train station. We took a train going to Araneta and Tina met with us there.
Thrifting was fun! We got a bunch of clothes at such cheap prices! I love love love my nude lace dress! <3 After going up and down buildings full of clothes, we finally went back to Katipunan. Eleita went back to her dorm while Tina & I ate at McDo and we discovered we were 'led sisters' (due to accident involving pencils and hands). She brought me home at 9pm where I took a looooong shower and studied up a bit for Math (since I already decided on skipping). I slept at 12 am.
It was probably the best most exhausting day! I missed Tina <3
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Call me a safe bet, I`m betting I`m not
Listening to The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot by Brand New (The lyrics from my banner came from this song)
It`s one of those days again! A few weeks ago it was I-need-to-dye-my-hair day! Today, it`s... *drumroll* I-need-a-tattoo day! I have never had a tattoo done, but I do know a lot of people who have. When I ask them if it hurt, their responses varied. "Definitely not!" "It was just like an ant bite!" "felt life an injection" "Uh, duh. Of course it hurt!" "Not for me!". I don`t know who to believe so I`m still not sure of what to expect when I actually gather the guts (and funds) to do it.
I know people normally get tattoos to represent something that has happened to them, or something they have gone through. People get quotes or lyrics or faces inked on their bodies. I, for one, believe that getting a tat of an experience would be something I would really regret. After you have gone through something, you tend to be too overcome with emotions and when you have had time to recover, you realize it`s not that big of a deal! (I realize I`m going very off topic with this, but very few people get my point and I`d like to explain it and maybe more people would support my inky endeavor) So getting a tattoo when you`re too emotional to be rational is a bad idea. That`s why I`m getting tattoos of just general vague things that don`t really mean anything extremely profound (but they`re not just some pretty looking words and picture either).
Tumblr has been my all-time go-to site for tattoo (or any, really) photos. Here are ones I have found!
xoxo
It`s one of those days again! A few weeks ago it was I-need-to-dye-my-hair day! Today, it`s... *drumroll* I-need-a-tattoo day! I have never had a tattoo done, but I do know a lot of people who have. When I ask them if it hurt, their responses varied. "Definitely not!" "It was just like an ant bite!" "felt life an injection" "Uh, duh. Of course it hurt!" "Not for me!". I don`t know who to believe so I`m still not sure of what to expect when I actually gather the guts (and funds) to do it.
I know people normally get tattoos to represent something that has happened to them, or something they have gone through. People get quotes or lyrics or faces inked on their bodies. I, for one, believe that getting a tat of an experience would be something I would really regret. After you have gone through something, you tend to be too overcome with emotions and when you have had time to recover, you realize it`s not that big of a deal! (I realize I`m going very off topic with this, but very few people get my point and I`d like to explain it and maybe more people would support my inky endeavor) So getting a tattoo when you`re too emotional to be rational is a bad idea. That`s why I`m getting tattoos of just general vague things that don`t really mean anything extremely profound (but they`re not just some pretty looking words and picture either).
Tumblr has been my all-time go-to site for tattoo (or any, really) photos. Here are ones I have found!
xoxo
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Everything looks perfect from far away.
Listening to: Such Great Heights by The Postal Service
Last Monday was probably the most fun I have had in a very long time. I didn`t even know that I had been missing my friends so much until I had finally seen them. With every single hug we gave each other, it was like a huge weight would be lifted off my back. It was like seeing the sun for the first time after years of living in a cave. Laughing with them, I realized that I hadn`t laughed like that in a long time- a genuine laugh brought about by all too familiar people.
There, I was struck with such regret. Regret that I didn`t savor the last months we were all together in High School. I remember wishing of just breaking out of that place- leaving everyone, including my friends, behind and just starting over in a new environment: college. I knew that Ateneo would have extremely few people coming from my High School, and this made it the perfect place for me to go to. Now, I realize how good I had it. Those people, those friends- we all grew up together, we all know everything about each other, and we`re probably going to be each other's best friends for the rest of our lives! And I was stupid to wish it all away in place of total strangers.
Despite the melancholy and tinge of sadness I felt yesterday, it was still incredibly fun. I rode with Ana`s brother and we picked her up at UA&P, then we went to The Fort. There, Ana`s driver picked us up and brought us to Taft. We had 13 (5 have already popped) balloons with us and 2 cupcakes. We went to the 2nd floor of ZenTea where all the other girls were. They had put up a banner on the wall, and we threw the balloons all over the place. Jara, the birthday girl and reason we were all there, finally arrived and every single costumer at ZenTea went deaf with our screams. We were laughing every second we were there. Finally, we walked around Taft a bit, and the girls gave us a tour. It was already dark, so there weren`t many people. I saw a few Augustinians, but I`m sure there would have been a lot more if it was daylight. We all had to separate eventually. Some of them had Santugon meetings, others had to leave. Joane brought Jara & I home. The catching up in the car was so much fun. I got to my dorm really really happy!
I realized how much I am missing. I was introduced to their new friends, their new environment, their new life! I have to admit, I am a bit jealous. They get to spend so much time with each other. They get to have all these fun experiences together. They get to grow together. And it`s sad because maybe, later on, they could forget about me. But, I`m hopeful that the bond we shared in High School is enough to keep us close in the coming 4 years we will be (physically) apart.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
So come closer, baby. I want to see what you`re made of
Listening to: All I See - Sia
Everyday I have a different opinion on what I should do with my hair - long, straight, curly, orange, black, brown, what have you! I always say "I should really save up money so I can ____ my hair" but when I get enough money, I can never decide on what to do with it that I end up spending the cash on clothes. Such is the problem of an indecisive girl such as myself.
Yesterday, I went out with my friend, Joane, to Eastwood.
As you guys can see, her hair is of a really gorgeous orange-y color. I couldn`t help but feel jealous because I`ve wanted to have the same color done to my hair since a year ago, but of course, with strict High School rules and all, I couldn`t. 5 months into being a High School graduate and I still have this lame boring black shade. I did dye it once over the summer using
Today was just those "I`m going to color my hair" days. So I did what I did whenever I had my "I`m going to buy ____" episodes - I went online window shopping!
I came across Palty first.
Palty is a Japanese brand of hair dye made specially for Asian hair. I read so many reviews and looked at so many before & after photos. Apparently, it does not damage hair at all- it even makes hair smoother. It also has a more pleasant smell of bleach compared to other products. I was already dead-set on buying it when I came across another brand of hair dye!
Prettia is from a huge cosmetics company in Japan called KAO. Prettia was launched in 2007. It is very different from other DIY hair dyes because of its application process. It`s basically just like shampooing your hair. It`s great because it doesn`t damage it at all (or so the reviews have said) and it`s really easy, great for beginners like me! The biggest plus is that I only have to use one box, even though my hair is really long. It uses foam to color the strands so you don`t need so much of it.
I am so so so happy about my new discovery. I love that someone thought of making this product!
Now my only problem is what color to go with.
Everyday I have a different opinion on what I should do with my hair - long, straight, curly, orange, black, brown, what have you! I always say "I should really save up money so I can ____ my hair" but when I get enough money, I can never decide on what to do with it that I end up spending the cash on clothes. Such is the problem of an indecisive girl such as myself.
Yesterday, I went out with my friend, Joane, to Eastwood.
As you guys can see, her hair is of a really gorgeous orange-y color. I couldn`t help but feel jealous because I`ve wanted to have the same color done to my hair since a year ago, but of course, with strict High School rules and all, I couldn`t. 5 months into being a High School graduate and I still have this lame boring black shade. I did dye it once over the summer using
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L'Oréal Excellence Creme in a dark brown shade, but I guess one box was not enough for my long hair and it didn`t color evenly. It doesn`t look bad though, since you can barely tell there`s any color in it in the first place, so it isn`t patchy. It only looks brown in the sunlight.Today was just those "I`m going to color my hair" days. So I did what I did whenever I had my "I`m going to buy ____" episodes - I went online window shopping!
I came across Palty first.
Palty is a Japanese brand of hair dye made specially for Asian hair. I read so many reviews and looked at so many before & after photos. Apparently, it does not damage hair at all- it even makes hair smoother. It also has a more pleasant smell of bleach compared to other products. I was already dead-set on buying it when I came across another brand of hair dye!
Prettia is from a huge cosmetics company in Japan called KAO. Prettia was launched in 2007. It is very different from other DIY hair dyes because of its application process. It`s basically just like shampooing your hair. It`s great because it doesn`t damage it at all (or so the reviews have said) and it`s really easy, great for beginners like me! The biggest plus is that I only have to use one box, even though my hair is really long. It uses foam to color the strands so you don`t need so much of it.
I am so so so happy about my new discovery. I love that someone thought of making this product!
Now my only problem is what color to go with.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
"IT`S SO BEAUTIFUL I COULD CRY"
Those are the words I use when people ask me what I think about Givenchy Couture A/W 2010
The lace, the fringe, the crystals, the gold, the feathers, and yes - the hair!
Givenchy went all out with this collection. Although they showed only 10 pieces, you feel you`ve gotten more than what you expected (in a good way) and you still want more! Being the 'goth girl' (I cringed at that description, but really I cannot find a better word for it) that I am, I have such huge respect and admiration for anything and everything Givenchy and Riccardo Tisci made. Of course, as expected, I would fall in love with this collection. But know that I`m not at all being biased. Anyone, even the girliest of girly girls, would appreciate this collection. It is, as Tisci has said, "A romantic way to see death"
photo from www.vogue.comThe details are immaculate. The presentation is awing. Riccardo Tisci decided to present his collection in an intimate gathering, and I must say he did the right thing! A private show was the only way the audience would be able to fully appreciate the beauty of these pieces.
I find it almost impossible to choose a favorite, but I have to say the gold dresses, the white dress with the long structured jacket, the dark feather dress, and the hair jacket (reminiscent of Kate Moss V Magazine cover) are the ones on my wishlist.
The collection was inspired by Frida Kahlo, and I must say, although some of her paintings creep me out, she makes a great artistic muse.
I find it almost impossible to choose a favorite, but I have to say the gold dresses, the white dress with the long structured jacket, the dark feather dress, and the hair jacket (reminiscent of Kate Moss V Magazine cover) are the ones on my wishlist.
The collection was inspired by Frida Kahlo, and I must say, although some of her paintings creep me out, she makes a great artistic muse.
first day jitters
I hate using Blogger or Blogspot whatever. I`ve had this site since probably a year ago and it just keeps changing that I can`t keep up. That`s the reason I rarely open this site and write. Now, finally, I`ve figured it out and I`m crossing my fingers that it won`t change anymore.
College has started. I don`t know how to sum up the past weeks, but it`s safe to say that the busyness has been a good thing. I`ve joined orgs, met new people, learned new things. I`ve been living in a dorm, and I must say I enjoy it here more than suffocating at home. I go home during the weekends, though. I get to see my family so I don`t miss them as much.
I miss my friends terribly, but I`m very much enjoying the company of my new ones. They`ve been such fun and I`m actually thinking of staying in my course because of them.
Two weeks ago, when school was just about to start, I wrote this on the back of my notebook:
I`m terrified of school. It hasn`t even been starting and I already feel like a failure. I don`t even know how I`m going to maintain a grade high enough for me not to get kicked out. I just feel so inferior to everyone. They`re all so smart and confident, and I`m me. To top it all off, my issues are resurfacing. I`m starting to feel the stab of loneliness, which I thought would go away completely after I`ve left home. Despite everyone being so unbelievably nice to me, I still feel this way. I honestly believed I wouldn`t be needing to lock myself in a room (in this case, the bathroom since I`ve got roommates) to cry my eyes out. I mean, my need to hide my feelings from people has always overpowered my need to let out my emotions so I thought that if I was forced to hide my feelings all the time, they would eventually go away (and this would mean that I was not really depressed, I was merely a dramatic hormonal teenage girl). Right now, I`m hoping I make good friends to get me out of my 'funk'. I`m hoping this is just a phase and that when I get used to college, I`ll be fine.
I`m glad to say that I don`t feel that way anymore. I actually look forward to going to school now. I won`t say I`m doing well in my subjects because I`m drowning, but I`m doing all I can to make sure I pass. I`m enjoying the time I spend with my blockmates and my CSA friends. I hope this year will be a good one!
Cheers! xx
College has started. I don`t know how to sum up the past weeks, but it`s safe to say that the busyness has been a good thing. I`ve joined orgs, met new people, learned new things. I`ve been living in a dorm, and I must say I enjoy it here more than suffocating at home. I go home during the weekends, though. I get to see my family so I don`t miss them as much.
I miss my friends terribly, but I`m very much enjoying the company of my new ones. They`ve been such fun and I`m actually thinking of staying in my course because of them.
Two weeks ago, when school was just about to start, I wrote this on the back of my notebook:
I`m terrified of school. It hasn`t even been starting and I already feel like a failure. I don`t even know how I`m going to maintain a grade high enough for me not to get kicked out. I just feel so inferior to everyone. They`re all so smart and confident, and I`m me. To top it all off, my issues are resurfacing. I`m starting to feel the stab of loneliness, which I thought would go away completely after I`ve left home. Despite everyone being so unbelievably nice to me, I still feel this way. I honestly believed I wouldn`t be needing to lock myself in a room (in this case, the bathroom since I`ve got roommates) to cry my eyes out. I mean, my need to hide my feelings from people has always overpowered my need to let out my emotions so I thought that if I was forced to hide my feelings all the time, they would eventually go away (and this would mean that I was not really depressed, I was merely a dramatic hormonal teenage girl). Right now, I`m hoping I make good friends to get me out of my 'funk'. I`m hoping this is just a phase and that when I get used to college, I`ll be fine.
I`m glad to say that I don`t feel that way anymore. I actually look forward to going to school now. I won`t say I`m doing well in my subjects because I`m drowning, but I`m doing all I can to make sure I pass. I`m enjoying the time I spend with my blockmates and my CSA friends. I hope this year will be a good one!
Cheers! xx
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