Finally, I got my graduation pics taken!:”> I have been waiting for this moment for five fucking long years.♥ Two months ago I had no idea I can already have these taken.

For our graduation pictures, we patronized the Agencie studio. Well, if I think about it, the pictures are really good. They made us look like decent people and the staff were really amiable. I’m just a little enormously disappointed because I wanted a creative shot that’s really creative, if you get my drift. Mine is just a glamour shot that does not hold any ounce of uniqueness in it. I asked my makeup artist to imitate at least the makeup in this, but my pleas were ignored. Actually, my pleas that the dress he told me to wear is too small for me were ignored too. Thus, here lies the dilemma that I can only post the edited creative shots since I’m really fat in the raw shots. Which is a shame, really, since I look godlike in the pictures if you ignore my flabby stomach. I do not intend to boast in any way, but make up really has unknown wonders.(=3=) My only consolation is that I finally got to wear false eyelashes.

I need someone who can edit my flabs away. Will pay food to any volunteer.

Love: in Filipino, pag-ibig; in Japanese, ai. I wouldn’t pretend that I care about the other translations, since the very essence of the word is enough to make me appreciate my friends more.

Today, I, Aira, Lara (Ba) and Anna trooped to UP Diliman in order to see our friend May Ann graduate.:) It was really cute, how we were confused why it took forever for May Ann to leave the hall, then to find her inside walking around, without any shoes on. It was really refreshing, to have a group jump shot even though she was wearing formal clothes. It was really natural, that she doubted that we will show up in her graduation, basing on our past records. It was hilarious, how she reacted when Aira mentioned that her long-time crush of a weirdo already has a girl friend.

I’m so proud of my high school friends that are already graduating/graduates. However, one cannot really say that I lack this feeling of resentment that they will leave me behind. My high school clique Kichaps is indeed very special to me. No one in the buses we rode today would think that we are aged 20 and above. Inertia kept on tossing us around the bus and Lara kept on hitting other passengers with her bag while skidding along the aisle. (HAHA) But in addition to all those “oh no we can’t cross the street” scenes, I love them more for being able to believe what I really say. Of not assuming that they know better than me about what I myself feel. Of not forcing their opinions (or rather people) on me. Of not making me guilty of my actions when unnecessary.

It’s been bothering me a lot lately on how people kept on pushing this quote to my face:

“The more you hate, the more you love.”

Oh God, people, please understand that this saying is so cliche, and that it only exists in manga, anime and those drama teen series. Do not assume that you know any better than me about my feelings. Just believe in what a dear friend told me:

“The more you hate, the more you hate. You hate what you hate. If you’re annoyed, you are annoyed.”

It’s as simple as that. Don’t put too much analysis on things. I’m not that judgmental to hate people in their own entirety, mind you. Just some of their deeds.

This post was promised a week ago, but I only wrote it now since I’m frustrated of not having any accomplishments this day.(=___= ) Basically, I’m here to post some pictures and wonder in amazement how on earth we got second place out of 11 competitors.=P I honestly didn’t even expect us to get into the top three. In the point of view of a person who made too many mistakes during the actual competition, it’s not hard to get into a state of pessimism (See this UBER CLEAR VIDEO of our cheering where one can see me making mistakes. We suspect that the camera has Byakugan thus the clarity.) I was pretty much in awe of the other org’s dance routines, so IDK. I was all:

Awts, I wish we were that flirty!

Yey stunts! \(*o* )/

We don’t have that much cartwheels orz Almost all of them can do it! /creys

I was optimistic about our costumes though. We were so molondeh.

See?:3 Our backs were also exposed.:D

Bitches.♥

What added to my pessimism is this fact: compared to other organizations, we slacked off in terms of practice. It must be emphasized that cheering is a big deal in the Engineering Meet. Cheering is at the end of February, but most of the other orgs started practicing last year. We planned to do the same, but problems with the trainer arose, so… Anyway, we started practicing at the end of January, it was not daily. He-he. I remembered the time I kept telling my friends that I wish our org will drop the idea of joining since we’re bound to lose because we haven’t even practiced yet. I’m thankful now that my wish didn’t come true. Also, the latest practice we had was until 1:30AM, and it was just that one time. Others stayed up until 4AM, even holding overnight practices. We didn’t even practice every bight on the last week. We were lazy, I know. Most of the time during practice, my brods even kept playing childish games. It was fun watching them, imho. Haha. Sipa, luksong baka, dodgeball, football and other sadistic games were what they played. I’m not bragging or anything, I’m just in utter surprise. I was even watching a video when they announced the results, haha. I was sitting there, when all the people rushed to the front, and there I was, still sitting with a blank look on my face. Brilliant. Maybe our trainer was right: simple is best, and just smile a lot. I kept smiling. Smiling at the cute judge. HAHAHA!

Abby’s so cute in this pic.=P

With high school batchmates.:) I really love ERG’s cheering costume! So hipster and everything owsm.

I hope this post won’t offend anyone in any way.:|

:|

…nothing can make me prepared for this: Ate Lara’s death. Forget disappointment, it’s despair. Ate Lara is my 1st cousin in the father side. She was this small, loud and perky lady that always looked her best. She was quite fashionable, add in her big boobs that I’m envious of and even though she’s small, she exudes this sexy vibe with a hint of her green eyeliner. She’s a dancer, she’s a singer, she’s a nurse. She’s a sister, a cousin, a friend. She’s a great cousin and she never let me feel unwanted and awkward. I haven’t even shed tears yet for this matter—am I this heartless? But what’s certain is that I love her and that I will miss her. Our random meet ups and regular New Year reunions will never be the same without her. How I wish we could perform another dance number in our New Year party, with her leading of course. Or how I wish I could see her again hogging the videoke. But guess what, she didn’t even reach 2011. People loving her won’t be having a “happy” new year at all.

I wish the person driving that van experience terrible nightmares—that is if he has the nerve to fall asleep lately. FYOU. FUCK YOU. May you go to hell you fucking fucktard. May your conscience eat you alive. That is all. Oh, happy new year, moron.

But I guess even if that person rightfully loses his mind, nothing can be done now. She’s gone. It’s funny how death seems to like surprising us. But then again, it’s not the kind of humor I appreciate. All I wish is that in her final resting place, Ate Lara stays pretty, and that she has now met up with her maker. I hope that people will remember her the way she was, not the way they have seen her in her coffin, because honestly, she deserves a shorter skirt and a brighter lipstick. Stilettos would do great too. 

Goodbye Ate Lara, we love you. We surely have lacked in the area of showing how you were important to us… we’re… sorry. We love you. We’ll miss you.

Sometimes I hate my old man. How does forgetting to feed three daughters sound? What’s worse is that I think it’s not because he really forgets to, but he does so to spite me.

I hate cooking. Let me do all the other chores: cleaning, washing dishes, ironing, but no, not cooking. It’s ironic that I have chemistry classes, but I’ll let you in my little secret: I can’t even open a bunsen burner alone. Oh well, when I’m in the industry, I’ll leave all the bunsen burner openings to the workers, that is, if bunsen burner opening is necessary, which I think is not. Unnecessary skill, imho. And cooking! I’ll leave that to my chef husband. Trollololol.

Four days into my Christmas vacation and I’m already bored. Evidence that I really am board as a black bored: (hey, that didn’t even make sense!) I’m on MangaFox, Tumblr, Facebook and Twitter way to much, more than that of my usual dosage of ze internetz. I’ve already read a few random manga, downloaded some episodes, and even blogged two entries! That is just too much for a lazy bum. I’m just anticipating the probability that I could go malling tomorrow with my high school clique. Speaking, they should reply to our FB group now, or else I would be forced to buy cellphone load. (which is difficult, since I live in the mountains far beyond with no stores to boost my calorie and cellphone load supply.)

I love the way my dash looks now, btw. And since my dashboard is Christmas-y and all, I’m in the mood to make my Christmas wish list!

♥Christmas Wish List♥

• A flash drive- I lost mine before last semester ended. I can’t remember who I gave it to, I only remember the fact that I wanted a file. /memory fail orz
• Contact lenses- C’mon, does anyone want to spend 5,000Php on me?=P Pretty please? It’s that expensive because I have astigmatism. I don’t even know what that word means.(ಠ_ಠ)
• External drive- for animanga purposes, ahyeah!
• A journal- that is hardbound, artsy and thick. Ooooh. I’ll write and doodle on it every day!:”>
• 2011 planner- not the thin ones, those that are a little thicker and artsy.
• A cookie monster stuff toy- Eeeeh. I want one. I’m not that into stuff toys—but cookie monster… nomnomnomnom.
• A (Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood) State Alchemist’s pocket watch
• A boyfriend
• A moisture lipstick, preferably with a hue between red and pink. I’m bad at describing colors. orz

I’ll love you forever if you give me one of these!:”> Of course, nobody will probably buy me any of these, especially the external drive and contacts, so I guess I’ll have to save up./crieessss