Le Sem-ender

Because we had a MAJOR paper due last Tuesday, my group decided to stay at my place and wrap everything up. They intended to stay there for a night so that we can finish everything and submit the paper by afternoon of the next day. I thought it was just going to be one of those hellish cramming nights we all have had. But no, I was so wrong.


After finishing our paper on Tuesday afternoon, I had this brilliant idea of asking them if they wanted to stay for one more night there at my place. And they said yes.

Before eating Le Food by Kevin (Le Man)

Le Food

Group Disease (Water Edition)

Time and Activity Plan for Two Days

Before Scaring Our Guts Out with Coming Soon 

I have never been that genuinely happy in the company of friends for a long time. 

I miss them.

I miss the laughs, the music, Le Food, the laughs, the screams, the cries (Hi, Vane!), the swim, and everything else in between. I miss everything. I miss all that we did in those two days of being together. I miss you, Group D. Thank you so much for everything.

I love you all.

p.s. Remember when I told you guys that I had a better time with my previous group (Group E)? I take all that back. I'm in heaven when I'm with you, guys. ;)

Capture

We have this project in Humanities II where we are required to submit a work of art. By that, our professor meant any form of art such as a painting, a sculpture, or interpretative dancing to the tune of Lupang Hinirang (provided that you record it). Seeing that I have loads of talent *ehem* in the arts *more ehem*, I had to choose well. I have not drawn anything good lately, nor have I a piano nearby so I can play any of the pieces I know (with passion) and just record it in video. In the end, I chose to just submit photographs. To those who don't know, I'm now taking creative shots--whatever those are. I've been doing this since last year, but I haven't gone public about it. I have an account in deviantart that I'm keeping under a different name, and I don't upload my photographs in facebook or whatsoever. But if you've been quite loyal, maybe you've seen some of my works because I post them here from time to time (see previous post). Moving on, I went around shooting pictures just after I had passed my N105 papers (hell yeah!). I was planning to go to Paco Park since the place had so much potential. Unfortunately, IT RAINED! So I was stuck here. Thank God our amenities here look good and I managed to take fairly decent photographs. Now my dilemma is---I DON'T WANT TO SUBMIT THE PHOTOGRAPHS ANYMORE. I'm not backing out or anything. It's just that, I want to keep them to myself. I chose nine of my works and printed them on photo paper, and I had no idea they would look THAT good in print. 

Oh God, can I just have these for myself?

What you're seeing above are my nine favorite photographs. Maybe I'll post them one by one here and leave commentaries as to how they became part of my top nine. We'll see. Soon, after all the toxicity disintegrates.

Clair

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

So there I was feeling really bad for not having the chance to watch Pupil perform in ATC this coming Sunday because of, you guessed it, schoolwork. Being the ranter that I am, I ranted about it in Twitter. And then...AND THEN...

A RETWEET FROM ELY BUENDIA!!! OH GOD OH GOD. I CAN DIE HAPPY.~ 

Just the thought of having him notice me (in the form of a tweet plus a picture, plus my NAME!) takes away all the toxicity I am going through right now as I work on my papers in the wee hours of the morning. 

Tralalala~

RIP Steve Jobs

Even though I don't own any Apple product, Steve Jobs's passing still left me shocked. Especially now that I know some things about his life like how poor a college student he was (which was the same reason why he dropped out). But what I liked the most upon reading Yahoo's 9 Things You Didn't Know About Steve Jobs is the part regarding his romance with his wife. According to the article, Steve ditched a meeting just to go on their first date! Awwwwww. :)

"I was in the parking lot with the key in the car, and I thought to myself, 'If this is my last night on earth, would I rather spend it at a business meeting or with this woman?' I ran across the parking lot, asked her if she'd have dinner with me. She said yes, we walked into town and we've been together ever since."

-Steve Jobs

Post-printing Frustrations

I've only just finished printing some of the visual aids I'd be using tomorrow for yet again another beautiful day in the community. Nah, that didn't sound right. Part of that sentence was true, though. It's definitely not the second half.

I'm starting to come to terms with a lot of things. First is with school. Yes, this is the semester that made me regret all the decisions I've ever made regarding my education. Of course, most of you might have read my rants in twitter or in facebook which somehow got my mother telling me to keep quiet about my negative vibes toward my university. Nonetheless, here I am STILL expressing how much I regret not choosing the road more often traveled. Mainly, I chose to be where I am now because most people tell me that it's the best, or maybe because I just wanted some challenge. But now that I think of it, I chose it for the bragging rights (yeah, baby. triple quota!).

Second is with...well, just guess.

I've always feared the unknown. That's why I love making plans or preparing ahead of schedule. I'm a dreamer, too. I always think of what will happen to me someday. Who I'll be ending up with, or in what type of house I'll be living in, and even how many children I'd like to have. The problem is, I'm dreaming alone. I've only just realized it now that when it comes to thinking of the future, I'm always alone. It's either the other person involved evades the topic or because the person involved ignores what I say regarding the future. Sad, I know. And it's making me think, really. It's making me think whether that person really wants to be part of my future. I think it's also my mistake. I've always been too serious about him. I guess I should tone it down a bit. Maybe I should just stop being so pushy about it and just start withdrawing.

I guess, for now, I'll be making plans for myself...only.

Not Part of It

It hurts me when you don't listen to my dreams.

It pains me when you avoid talking about the future.

It only makes me feel like you don't want to be part of it. :(

Keeping the Faith

I've been going through rough times lately, most of which are related to academics and, of course, my longing for my family. School's been really tough, and it's becoming even harder for me since the people I need the most aren't here by my side. I miss the old times when I can always go home to my family after a rough day at school. Or that fateful night when I cried to my father because of some miserable news from school. Still, I know they're there, supporting me. My mom's always leaving messages through Facebook. We even chat through Skype! My Dad, since he's here for a vacation, still manages to talk to me through the phone whenever I call home. And yes, my siblings have always been extra supportive of me through different media as well.  

Still, there are those times wherein I feel like nobody's with me. Come on, let's face it, I'm living independently. I fend for myself here. I cook my own meals. I pay my own bills. I find a way to get my clothes washed on time, etc. Through such troubled times, I can't always depend on others to pull me up or to help me carry the burden. During those times of despair, when I felt like losing all hope, something grew inside of me--faith.

This may not sound right coming from a person who always laughs at (and even throws) sacrilegious jokes, but, yes, I believe that keeping the faith is enough to get you through. There are days when I feel like giving up. And at night, I am kept awake by my anxiety towards what the morning will bring, besides all the paperwork required. I used to fear the unknown. But now I've learned to just let all things be. 

I learned how to pray. I learned how to just let it all come together because I know that He won't let me down. He'll never let me down. I guess, in the end, we're not really the masters of our own fate. We may control our destinies, but all of it is still in God's hands. It's all been written by one hand, as they say. And yes, I'm faithful. I'll forever be faithful. 

Get Well Soon :)

You make me smile like the sun. :)

This one's for you, Ken. I hope you get well soon. 

I can't stand seeing you like that. 

I love you.

Why

Why can't you just let her be?

You never learn.