Sunday, August 12, 2012

Adventurin': Paco Park, Rizal Park and Cubao Expo

Being stuck at home for days straight made me lethargic and stupid. Somehow I missed going to school, walking from one building to another and hanging out with friends. If you were confined to the four corners of your room because of the weather and the insane floods that's been happening for the past week, then I guess you feel my pain. 
At one point I just wanted out. I could literally feel my thighs and my already huge bottom growing with each passing day. I didn't even eat as much, but apparently fatness feeds on laziness. 

The perfect opportunity arrived when I was called on Friday about shooting a video for one of my classes. I was so game, I was all, Yeeees! I get to adventure for realsies.

We were to meet up at school at eighth, so that we could enough time for each place we were going to shoot. We planned on going to Paco Park, Rizal Park and Cubao Expo. We were also supposed to go to Maginhawa Street, but we lacked the time... Okay, I lacked the time. I needed to be home by four. 

I know. I'm lame. 

So my quest begins begins when I wake up at eighth in the morning. Yup. I was already late and I still had to make my lunch. I packed all my things the other night, so I was all set to go as soon as I . And then the most fail pail thing happens when I finally get out of the house.

I lose my phone.

Gaaaahhh. It was an old model, where its features that made it tolerable was the fact that it had a radio, and hey the flashlight was a bonus too. I mean, I get how if you can text and call, that it doesn't have to be the latest model out there, then your phone's good to go. But dammit, my phone obviously sucked to a certain extent. Why on earth would the cellphone gods made me lose it in the first place?

Or maybe I was just suffering from a drawback of staying indoors. Oh heck, I'm used to commuting, so it has to be my own fail pailness. Losing a phone when it was in my pocket the whole time. Gaaahhh, now I need a new phone and have to get all my contacts fixed. Shizzzz..

But whatevs, so we begin our quest as a group. From LaSalle....






Emman. 1/2 of my best guyfriends. He's the coolest guy I know and he's on another level of hipster- I shizz you not. There is just to much passion inside this dude. 

He was also my partner during NSTP, and has been one of my favorite subjects whenever I get a chance to take pictures.
I find him really photogenic :> 












... to Paco Park.













Another fave subject: my shoes. I missed wearing my worn out chucks during the rainy weather. One because it's so worn out there's a hole on the soles, two I hate it when my feet get wet, and three I usually don't like wearing socks when I wear these. Yeahhh. I had to stop wearing them 'cause I was getting stinky feet. Hey! I'm wearing socks. Purple socks :>









































I love this shot. It looks like I used a professional camera:)) I'm such a feeler, but my camera can get annoying at times when I don't get the pictures I want. Thank youuuu, finally you cooperated with me 










This. This is my favorite Emman and cat photo :> This is just adorbs 



My new lucky stuffed toy: Diablo Cuatro ♥ My sister made him for me. And now he dangles from a shoelace on my backpack. 





Then from Paco Park to... Rizal Park! There was just so much walking involved in this. You have no idea.



 Oh my god, look at this idiot. It was about 30 degrees outside and I chose to wear all black. Gaaahhh.

Also check out my very gay umbrella ♥ Marceline enough for you? ;) (lol, no) 


 Whoo.. my macho arms>:)

 Fries from last night. Stale, but they were still fries



 The crazy lady in the park. My eyes were scarred for life, good thing I only took a picture of her back. If she was facing me.... the photo would make you cry.






















More baon. Best pastillas in the world.


So it was crazy hot but we had to go to one more place: Cubao Expo. Emman who usually frequents the place, 'cause he's hipster-like and so so very cool, was going to give us a tour. But first we had to get to Cubao. And we also had to eat lunch.

 Recto station, waiting for the train



 In charged of bag watching here at the food court at Gateway. Finally made it to Cubao

 My lunch, pancit canton and sausage:)) Funny combination, but it works 

I was actually really excited when we started making our way to Cubao Expo. It was a place I've always wanted to visit because of its indie-pop vibe, its being famous for vintage stores and the idea of finding really awesome memorabilia. If ever I do get to start my own business, this was definitely the place (besides Maginhawa Street) where I wanted to open up shop one day. I would do anything just to be part of something so huge and timeless that I am willing to give my lifesavings or live off instant noodles and fries for the rest of my life for it. I swear to Gerard.

We weren't allowed to take pictures of the place though. But the first shop we entered had these really old Polaroid cameras, some weren't working anymore and looked like really good props. But daaamn, the ones that did work? Even if they looked so worn out and jacked up? The price was totally worth it! 2k for a OneStep SX-70 Polaroid? I was all, I WAAAAANT! So much better than waiting until I got rich so that I could ave up for a new one that would cost 14k, and that would take forever. If I do go back to that store and if it's still there? I'm definitely buying at all costs.

I forgot the name of this store, but it sold the cutest stuff. I bought myself a felt Bat pin ♥ and a Pinwheel clip- souvenirs of the Cubao Expo trip. And then I asked if I could take pictures of the shop, and then she was all, "Okay lang. Wag lang sa labas. Bawal kasi". Wiiiiin.
















Now waaay before we set foot in Cubao Expo, I've already been a huge fan of this store called Heima. They sold furniture and cameras and a whole bunch of cool and cute things. I've been a lurker of their website ever since I found out that you can get legit Polaroid cameras there.

So it was closed when we arrived, but after we went around for a bit Emman said we should check it out one last time. And then boom! They just opened:D It was insaaane, I was starstruck the whole time. I literally love the atmosphere of the place and so look forward to going back and actually buying something from Heima.













It was already past four, and I was so screwed. So yeah. I was so tired, I lost my phone (I have no idea how am I supposed to survive life starting Monday. Like, how am I ever going to find people or tell them, "I'm here guuuuys!"), my arms got sunburned aaaand my feet felt like they were going fall off from all the walking.

 Also, I may have a shizz ton of assignments due this week and a long exam that I'm so not prepared for. But other than that? I'm okay. Also I have a Bat pin that I'm wearing on Monday. Aaaaand speaking of Monday, I'm getting a new pet:)



To all the requirements and exams I am to face soon... Touche to your ass!

- >:) 

Sunday, August 5, 2012

rebel rebel


There's a reason why people look at me and then they quickly assume that I'm like this totally mean person. There's a reason why I choose to stay quiet and not talk to anyone when I'm in a room full of people. There's a reason why I can be really happy-hyper now and then throw a bitch fit minutes later. And there's obviously a reason for a whole lot of things, but yeah, those are reasons why I'm me.


It may seem like something annoying when you have to read someone's rant off the internet, when she publicly makes such a huge deal about something. I get that. But I really can't imagine how people would even bother to read this, so I think I'm allowed to do whatever it is I want. Here..


Everyone always has this ideal self, the person they really want to be or see themselves as. What I find really funny is the fact that I think that I'm this badass rebel chick, but in truth I'm just this really awkward kid who doesn't really know about everything (I think everyone has this amount of awkward self, deep down. They just have their own way of showing it or not showing it).
When it comes to the whole rebel thing I have my own version of what a "rebel" does. Break the rules, do weird shizz, piss off a lot of people, hey funny thing is- I've already done it. I did things my way and hey, other people won't always agree or say yes to me. And sometimes you get tired of the word NO that you do something else to avoid hearing it said to your face. Or is that just me?


I haven't gone all out like runaway from home- even if I did try it many times as a kid, never had I done something so cool and extreme like sneaking out, and I'm too straightedge to join the party crowd and drink drink drink. I'm just me. And I am my own version of what being a rebel is all about.


I can cut class, but for a lame reason like being late for school because commuting to Manila from where I live is such a hassle not everyone knows about. I can visit my friends from other colleges, find the time to just go there without asking permission just because I know my way around. I can stay out late and just say I've got a project to finish (in my defense, everyone uses this excuse). But I can't always do everything.


Like dye my hair pink. Eat burritos everyday. Watch concerts of my favorite bands. Paint the wall in my room. Learn how to dance. Play soccer seriously again. Tell my crush I heart him so much. And play the ukelele.


These may seem superfluous, childish things- materialistic even? But there are times I hate my parents so much, even if I love them 'cause le duh they're my parents. There are times when I just don't want to leave my bed and just stay married to it forevs. There are times when I look back on our stupid, crazy, sabaw conversations and still think, Wow. I really heart you. Why are we still not together? It's destiny and we're soulmates... There are times when I will listen to MyChem's complete discography on repeat, headphones blaring out Gerard and quietly cry 'cause I'm an emotional wreck. And there are times when I will not talk to you just because you're an asshole, just because it feels like you guys don't give a shit. And yeah, because you're an asshole.


So yeah. Completely pointless teenage angst drama bomb right there. I may not look like your typical, exact description of an emo kid- complete with using up of a month's supply of eyeliner, Tim Burton inspired outfits and a worn out pair of chucks (oh my god, I just remembered. I went through an emo phase and put on eyeliner everyday, even when we weren't allowed to wear make up back in high school. And dammit there is picture evidence of me in my MCR getups, back when I believed I was the lovechild of Gerard Way and Frank Iero, and was the niece of Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz. Shit), but it does not change the fact that, yeah it's true, I am such a misunderstood person. And it sometimes takes forever for me to see the bigger picture, because I'm more focused on being selfish until I end up regretting my bad decisions.


I'm sorry. 


- :(




p.s.
Couldn't end with a >:), just feel so much :(

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

LIKE ME

...maybe? Okay, dismiss that failed attempt to be funny. If there is anyone, ANYONE who actually reads my blog, anyone who actually frequents my small space on the internet..




This is me channeling the awesome that is Bowie. And I need you anonymous people to like my photo:



Please like this photo. Please. CLICK


IF I GET IN AND BECOME A DJ... I WILL TELL MY CRUSH THAT I THINK HE IS AMAZEBALLS AND I HEART HIM 'CAUSE HE MAKES ME LAUGH LIKE AN IDIOT.


Ehem.. just click LIKE:-bd


- >:)

Hello you

I can't believe it's only been 25 days since my birthday and I've been through a lot already. I know I'm not always posting, and saying how busy I am with school or with my extra-curricular activities as a reason not to make time for ranting on the internet. What the hey, shizz happens. All in all it's just me going through the day where half the time I'm just really lazy, and the other half I'm all out cramming. And the other half? I'm just doing whatever makes me happy.

Yeah, never been that good at math either.

And yes, I've been super busy, super lazy and super crazy these past few weeks. I can barely get to write and draw on my DIY planner to just leave this memory of what I did that day. It makes me sad when I see a blank page and think, What crazy shizz have I done today? I better not been spreading the emo and weird around. What's wrong with youuuuuuu.Why this page boring foo? Imma mess you up!

Been trying to make myself less uncool than I already am, been trying to "study", been trying to make it to class on time (lol, keep trying bro), been trying to get over my awkward habit of being all shy around cooler more fun people, been trying to make baking orders, been trying to be a better person. There's a lot of trying and failing involved, but you know how "two out of three ain't bad"? Well, I think I'll live through this.

I'm just really overwhelmed about everything that's happened to me, good or bad. The good stuff just makes me go, Nah I can handle this. While the bad? I can go from, That's nothing, to, What the hey hey, and then, I hate youuuuuu, why are you messing up with my mojo you sick bizz.

So here's to a post to end my favorite month of the year. With pictures! >:)



My birthday project! Been working on these since January. Love love everyone who took the time and effort to write- even if it was forced, and to those who went to the extra mile to get people to write. You know who y'all are ♥


Birthday girl

Van Gogh Is Bipolar ♥ Where I celebrated my coming of age! I heart this place, it's so fantastic

Choose your teapot

Dessert shots/brownies. Yes, we drank a mix of absinthe off test tubes

The best thing in the world!

Seriously, this dinner course made me extremely happy. It's the cabbage bro

Because everyone had to wear silly hats and look awesome, just look at my lolo and lola- so fabulous;)

It's so hard to get a decent picture of the five of us nowadays, took forever just to get this shot. Heart it:)

Dinner at Van Gogh's wouldn't have been possible without my dad using his awesome charismatic powers, don't know how he did it! It was Jetro who texted me :>
Also check out thy birthday cake!

Birthday cake in the making

I was so in love with the Nazi hat, but I changed to wearing a tiara 'cause I'm still a girl

My gorgeous best friend! We're practically sisters already. Here's to extended family members

Boom!

Tophat ♥

This place was so cool, even the bathroom was flipping artsy

My kind of bathroom, a place where you can write your darkest secret...

Went crazy with the highlighter pens, lol



Me and Jetro ♥ So so happy I turned eighteen

Vain, vaaaaain :)) Me going to Isabel's debut

Eppyuu bra strap, y u not cooperate with meeeee?

Did I say debut? I meant wedding >:) Lol, I kid. Doesn't the debutante look lovely? :)

Boom! Got a picture with my beffie ♥

What I wake up to each morning, last thing I see before I go to sleep 

Two college-changing choices I made this year. Had to back out of being an AdCreate neo, but still heart the id. Even if I do look ridiculous:))
Also auditioning for GGFM = best decision I made. Ever

Books I've read, and books I'm still trying to finish

Been so into nail polish the past few weeks. And yes, that is a picture of me. With a 'stache. Yeeeaahh

Watched the coolest movie, been waiting for this too! Been a fan since 2005. ALSO someone just chucked this sticker on my desk, lol don't know who it's from actually

Favorite footwear since July 6, heart my kicks ♥

Why I'm feelingsmithy. Found my bracelet from high school :>

A poster I got from Comic Con! My tita got to go, and they were just giving away random things for free! This has like the essence of RDJ and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, same airspace

My fave bag ever! People keep approaching me, asking me where I got my Jake bag. Just imagine if they knew it's a Finn bag too >:)

Reunions ♥

I want this in my room 

My bb bros

Welcome to Eat Me. We are now open for business ;)

LSP cupcakes ♥ 




Goodbye July. Hello August!


- >:)