Hello guys! Will I be seeing you this Saturday in DLSU-D?
Registration for outsiders is until today, 12 midnight! Simple click here.
The list of the people who registered will be released tomorrow on COMMSOC’s facebook page.
If you’ve got questions, you know where to ask!
I will be the first one to talk, which will be in the morning. After that maybe I can chat with you guys, finally! :) The VIP tickets are sold out now, and there are a few Gen ad tickets left. Hurry!
To those who messaged me that they are coming, I am excited to meet some of my readers. I’m quite shy in person really, so don’t hesitate to approach me :)
Have a great week ahead and may Gman bless all of our endeavors!
Love is in the air, my room is underwater
Well, not totally. Recently, I woke up and the floor was… well, let’s just say it’s full of water and it is undeniably wet and my mum woke me up and I got a good scolding for leaving the water in my bathroom running (woops). So H2O travelled all the way to my room and tuh-da! It is true, be careful what you wish for, I wanted my room to be filled with water and swim in it. I used to let the faucet drip and the shower run in my bathroom when I was a kid (5-6 yrs old?) cos I wanted to have a big swimming pool inside the bathroom and swim. Bad kid (how much water did I waste I am so sorry mother earth), big imagination.
Ironically, it happened now in my teenage years.
I got all depressed and sad for ruining my beautiful wooden floor. Y’all know I love camping on my floor with my fairy lights on and making a blanket fort right? No? Okay. Now you know. Haha! I place my chunky comforter and pillows on the floor, gaze at the pseudo-stars in my room, and listen to psychedelic and neo indie music and just relax.
I was feeling stressed that day, so I took a walk and sketched out my feels. Remind yourself to breathe, that nothing is more important than your “being” we are not human “doings” we are human beings.
I like to play with lights and shadows. Look at how the grass casts pretty shadows. Oh and some random sketching, art is therapy.
Sometimes you have to take a walk alone, reminding yourself that you are you and it’s wonderful. Enjoy your solitude, at the same time be grateful for the people who love you. Care for them, be there for them. When you want to clear your mind and remind yourself about certain things, take a walk. I do this thing, I count my steps as I count my blessings. (Every 5-10 steps or so) Try it too! Just find an open space, a lovely park or somewhere you feel safe and comfortable. Take a walk.
Pray with me.
I am grateful for today, dear Lord (or whoever higher power you believe in, I respect that), for simply being alive. Because I am able to see, hear, feel, touch, smell, and speak. I am juvenile and naive, I tend to worry a lot and overthink things, I get impatient and narrow minded at times, and sometimes I think that no matter how I try to be good person I feel like I’m never good enough, like a self-blame for the world’s cruelty. I humble myself to you for I am human, and I am made from the same thing that makes up the earth. I need You, comfort my troubled mind and my restless heart. Give me the wisdom to discern what is truly important in this life, to not be too attached to this fallen world. Give me strength and courage to do what is right, even if it is difficult. Give me God-confidence that I may believe in myself and the gifts you have given me, to use the skills that you have bestowed upon me. That I may find myself in You. I know I will have a lot of wrong turns and fallbacks, situations when I am weak and confused, but I know You are there and I will surrender everything to You. Even at times when I do not understand, when nothing makes sense, I know you will never fail me. Cos you will strengthen my faith. Remind me that life is temporary so that my worldliness will fritter away. And at night, when I go to sleep. Protect me and save me from myself and my thoughts. And for every sunrise, thank you for reminding me that there is hope.
Chill vibes on a cloudy day. Got to hang again with the gang. Such a comfy nook for us; Phil and Cedric playing chess, JM and Justin doing their video editing also, while watching funny online vids and I flip through Nat Geo’s pages and sketch the day through. Good convos with the boys while Alpha and Miguel were out on an errand. We ordered yummy frappes and around 6 plates of nachos and sat on comfy wooden sofas cushioned with aztec printed pillows. I had some deep thoughts runnin through my mind so I’m on this mute-talk tango goin on. I remember a line that I overheard somewhere “the youth thinks they’ve got so much time in their hands but the truth is they don’t” and I don’t know how to feel about that. Actually I don’t know how to react to some things that is why I feel neutral and zone out and do my own thing. I love the people who hug me. Why? cos I’m usually the hugger and it’s a nice feeling that there are warm arms wrapping around you, like telling you in non verbals that they’re there. Hugs suffice for words unspoken. Nonetheless, I’ll try to relax more and exclude some things, a spring cleaning sort, and re-focus my lens. :)
I’m trying to organize my time! I need to. It’s only the first week but there are a lot of things needed to be done. But one thing is, that I’m glad to be blogging more recently (you guys have been messaging me that you miss my posts and stories so yay) and I’m more open to share my works often now. My body clock is still messed up BIG TIME. I hope I get the hang of school time soon! I still got this dilemma of going to sleep and suppressing my thoughts so I can refrain from making art at night cos I’ll end up not sleeping til the wee hours of dawn like I always do. I know you shouldn’t stop inspiration but damn, I need to get some sleep. So, that’s an update. How’s everyone’s first week?
Of films, friends, and fireflies
Here’s a post that has been drafted for almost a year now, I believe this was around the cold months of last year where Nuvali held an outdoor film festival wherein we spent our thank-god-for-the-weekend-er!
guys being girly
Hallelujah for cold winds for making my hair super fabulously mess-ayy
Alp and I hung at the fields while the boys went out to buy some pizza and other foods cos we are hungry all the time
EVERYONE HAD THEIR BLANKETS but it’s okay we have a hanky so no problemo.
Honestly, Toni G. doesn’t have that big of a face nor a wide jaw. She’s really pretty and I love her cos she’s funny and witty. I had a photo with my big sis Joyce too, again but I posted it before so I didn’t include it here.
I think I know half of the people here in the crowd haha! Most are from my school and friends scattered on the field having a great time.
My friend Camy starred in HelloGoodbye which one 1st runner up if I’m not mistaken in the pro-entry film division. Atta go!
Just above my glowing red hair, are some of my friends goofing around.
Us being cuddly and blurred.
Because lights are pretty and they look like floating spirit orbs when you squint your eyes.
I need more socks cos most of my socks like this are always misplaced cos they’re so little.
First, we feast.
Thank you for knowing how to braid my hair it’s the cutest thing ♡
Yeah, we participated in running and all that jazz cos the night just got better! After that we went on a road trip and bought sun flowers around 12 midnight just because. :)
The phone rang on a late Friday evening, “We’re going to the beach. We’ll leave at midnight, pack your stuff." Spontaneity at its finest. Next thing I know, I found myself getting lost in the middle of the sea with my sisters and cousins. First we were dismayed with the shore, it was full of sea weeds and it wasn’t a lovely sight. But boy were we wrong, it’s true, that the true beauty lies underneath. In this case, underwater. Excited hearts wanting to seek the thrill of a new adventure, we dove unto the deep waters. When I say deep, I mean 50 ft. or god-knows-how-deep-it-is-deep. That first dive, with vests of course, felt like we were fishes out of water. The irony. But we warmed up, next thing we know we threw away our life vests and swam like mermaids in the vast ocean. We were tip-toeing on corals of all colours and sizes and when we submerged we had a breathtaking underwater view. We had snorkelers on, and all the while I screamed underwater saying, “Fuck -blob blob- thi-s -blob blob- is aaaahhh -blob blob - maaaay ziiinggg!!!" We felt like legit mermaids, being one with the sea. We were practically talking underwater, gesturing towards that coral or conch shell or that mother of pearl shell 20 ft. underneath us. I felt overwhelmed. We were travelling the seas via our mini aqua boat. The sea was gorgeous, glittering and sparkling while the sun rays bounced off of the calm waves. It was fucking magical, I tell you. I felt effervescent; like a natural high. It was a getaway, like a home away from home. ‘Cos the sea felt like home.
There are times when you completely feel free and filled with pure bliss. When you don’t care about anything else but this moment, you’re afloat, you’re contented, you’re okay with yourself and everything else in the world. All that matters is that you are with your loved ones, you feel so overwhelmingly happy, hold on to this feeling whenever you feel down. Close your eyes and remind yourself of the ocean breeze, how it felt like when you just dove into the water filled with excitement, how it felt like to be close in a warm bonfire, how spending time with the magnificent creations left you in awe, how all of these things remind you that you are alive. Treasure it.
Hello dear readers,
I know, I know. I’ve been a ghost cat. Heck, still am. I only surface myself, reveal once in a while to write or post a photograph. I’ve been loads better at living, and maybe failing miserably at blogging. Which makes me appreciate you guys more. Your messages never fail to make me smile. Making me want to still share my life through words and photos when right now, I’m really enjoying being more of a private person than before. So, I’m having a compilation of my writings; creative prose from words, A-Z. You can message me different words and I’ll write about ‘em. For example, for letter B, Buoyancy or Bridge, I’ll write away and tag the one that requested the word if it got chosen. For the first one, which is letter A. I get to choose.
I guess this’ll serve as a mini update since you’ve come up to this point.
- Holler, my acads are lookin’ really good managing to be a consistent Lister
- I’ve still got a year left in college, and I am a mish mash of emotions and I am so fucking excited yet trembling inside with my knees weakening but my heart beaming
- Getting lost, if you’re new here, is one of my hobbies. Literally and figuratively. The summer days have given me loads of time to think and my mind wandering in different directions give me this outburst and sometimes I try to hush it, sometimes I write about it on my journal
- Too much time on the internet then disappearing for a week. Ahh, a break from the cyberworld is truly a treat
- I’ve made amends with the ocean and it has taken a part of me. I long to kiss the shores and tip toe on corals yet again
- I have a boyfriend, my first boyfriend. Ever. Okay. And I’m 19 (Oh it’s a nice feeling to say. Much much wonderful things are happening)
- TPA is back on track, go check it out!
- Opportunities, opportunities. Which ones to take?
- For all those asking, my hair is a faded purple that became auburn with rich brown undertones and platinum blonde streaks and dark roots. And I snipped off my past belly button hair to a boobie length
- Traditional art and I have renewed our friendship too, and we sat and talked about how it was when I was a child falling asleep drawing little mermaid and I ended up waking with a red and blue stain on my cheek
- So much plans, so much growing up to do. I said, come back some other time I’m too busy reading a book and going to the castles of Ireland
- I need to say hello again to someone, but I keep delaying to talk to her. I looked in the mirror, there she was
- Can’t wait for more beach trips, nature trips, and other trips
- 3AM and I are friends again and we meet often
- It’s fucking hot and it’s making my skin hypersensitive again so I turn red
- It’s nice to meet you new reader, there’s no turning back. Hahaha kidding. (Not kidding)
- Hello old one, we’ll meet someday
There ya have it, I miss you too guys (to the ones who messaged me that they miss my stories) also even if you don’t miss me, I miss you too. Haha my fingers are having a coma now. So, how are you?
Hello, I’m back with the glorious summer sun!
And for el primero de abril, we kicked it off with the #BestDateEver! I’ve always had this idea of the summer I want to have and now, I won’t let the things I want to be just theoretical, but I wanna see thevm happening. I wanna live my days the way I want it to be.
Oh, your mirrored sea, your waves are haunting me, your mirrored sea
Trippy popcorn poppin like dauntless creatures
Candid, I love this photo. I semi-feel like Coleen Garcia, lol.
For our BDE, I won’t munch into the details ‘cos I wanna preserve it. But I just want you to know that you are amazing, and I couldn’t think of anyone else to be my partner and a guy best friend in this world. You’ve got a beautiful mind and a beautiful soul, and I don’t know… I’m just, really happy. In a thread of words; Warm sun, hot cheeks, laughs, slow-mo moments, japanese food, fruit shakes, light leaks our eyes, holding hands while cruising, not caring ‘cos we own the world, popcorn, a divergent story, streets, and chocolate army caps. There’s something about being in a sea of people, like you belong and don’t belong at the same time and it felt alright. All I wanna say is that I will remember days like this, happy and free.
(Can’t wait for more adventures! Stay tuned!)