grad pics!

we recieved the contact sized samples of our shots from our profile pictorial for us to select those that they will develop... LoL.. mine's not ugly.. of course i'm not in the right position to say i am ugly anyway. haha...
mine's fine. nothing great. just.. well, ordinary. i mean, that's how it should come out right?
there... can't say i'm satisfied coz i've been fixed in front of the monitor (photoshop) trying to swtich my head to different bodies!

it's hard, mind you and at some point my neck looked akwardly grotesque due to my lack of toning skills or in general, my lack of photoshop skills.

but somehow i managed to stick my head on a body quite, er nice (sarcastic)
i'm experimenting on my head. haha...

tomorrow... i wish there will be no classes!
i really wish!!!!
i need the time to... have fun and make my formal pic more presentable. =)
teeheee...

i need help! how do you tone the skin? in photoshop, i mean.


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by the way. if by some bad omen there will be classes tomorrow i'll be attending the screening for the html contest.

wish me luck ok?
=) i'm thinking of my edges in html. basically... NONE!
i want to be in a contest... for once! please naman... i'm so desperate! i've been turned down once (in the ecosong audition)! and if i don't get in with this... aba. mukang malas lang talaga ko pag may screenings and auditions!

oh my... is there really someone who works with html in notepad and practically types EVERYTHING? as in codes? the javascripts? whoever he may be... he's a GENUIS! genius to the brink of not being human anymore!

whew.

help me help me.

the little girl

click to know her story

sunday morning

afternoon na nga eh pero di bale... =)

ok. so i did my usual sunday routine which involves waking up 6:30am, getting dressed for church, going to church, singing, greeting people around, sitting and opening a book (no not the bible, hihi) and dozing off to my rude habbit. what's that? well, aside from sleeping (sometimes) i also bring a book to church (sometimes)especially when i find the homily boring. (i'm so evil, i know!)
you see, our homily lasts for more or less an hour so i won't be surprised if one by one people get knocked off to sleep. i mean, yeah i'm so rude but i still pay due respect. but of course, i don't make it obvious that i'm doing something fishy.
after church, we went to SM! yay! that's the thing i'm always looking forward to especially that it's just across our church. waheheee...

we ate at my favorite restaurant, yoshinoya! and bought some stuff for my sister. dad also bought me a vcd of troy coz i nagged him to. haha... you know what? my sister bought 3 cassettes of m.y.m.p. ... LoL.. why not a cd? eh wala cla cd player sa boarding house eh... that's why she asked me to let her borrow my recorder... hehe.. la lang.

ayun. when we got home, i watched troy again.
tapos.. eto.

hogwarts emblem!

wee.. my most recent artwork. just made this last night... =)
watercolor. =)

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at last! i found an achipatro fic!
hahaaa... getting giddy!

troy =)

i'm reading troy fics.
i finally found achibris acceptable. ironic to the fact that my OTP is still achipatro. =)

later!

a bad start and a good end

It's Friday once again!
I'm currently eating a Cadburry TimeOut that my sister bought me.

So, let's go back to where i was 11 hours ago.
That must be around 7am and pretty much I'm still at home, scrambling my way through the stairs rushing to the car that will bring me to school, but that's not the whole story. It's about what happened a few minutes after i stepped out of the car and walked my way to our classroom. Our vice-president was checking who paid for the DLSU application fee, I inquired her if i already paid (although i knew i already did but i just want to make sure) and she said no.

that is when the bad start began.

during the mass, i was in a super bad mood. i'm trying hard to hold my tears because i just lost my chance to go to La Salle (not that i'm really serious about it but let's say the more important thing is the 500 pesos application fee). I can't speak, well i WON'T speak to anyone because my throat was filled with hiccups-and-sniffs and if i managed to say a word it will be like YEE-hiccup-EE-sniff-S?

that's how i felt and i know that's how you feel too when you're going through a series of long sobs. it sucks you know, my handkershief is so wet with tears and mucus. my nose feels so hot and scratched. my eyes seem so red and sore. my head aches!

after the mass, i cooled down a bit. but the anxiousness is still there. first pd. after recess, the matter was rub in further and i cried again! it really sucks big time! people are suddenly concerned (like always) and it helped me a bit. thanks.
i was sniffing the whole time i re-wrote my rough draft, which was by the way 78%, while trying to hold back the tears that insistently want to well out and flood.
i was thinking if ms. benitez saw me, she would think that i was crying because i got a line of 7! but no, i won't cry over that because i realized my faults.
there...

after lunch. cultural show.
i wasn't crying that time because i want to enjoy myself. the program ran from 1-4pm. 4 friggin hours of boredom! the presentations of the lower levels aren't that good. in fact it sucked, they ruined the Filipino culture with what they showed us awhile ago. luckily, some people did a pretty good job so i guess theres still a small fraction of hours that i watched something worth watching.

dismissal time. at last it's done! i think i'm going to have a seat-sore after the show but of course not. went to MMA, had fun with friends. then came the good news,
it was proved that i already paid the lasalle fee. yay!

and that was the good end. include the chocolate there!

it sucks to be grammatically wrong

*iyak* haaayy... it's hard to meet a teacher's expectation, especially when she expects you to always observe proper grammar!
i hate grammar! but i have no choice but to follow it.
i just write what i think sounds good not knowing na there waits a big X mark on my paper.

i think i'll drop writing off.

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anyhow

we finished watching troy. it's a great movie. and i cried a lot, i mean held my tears a lot during the scenes where patroclus, hector and achilles died.

if you were in my position, as in you like yaoi and you knew that patroclus and achilles weren't cousins but lovers (in some versions), then you would hate Briseis.

At some point, yes, i hated her but it somehow cooled down when the succeeding events made me realise that patroclus is still MORE important to achilles than briseis.
then, during the last scene where achilles looks for briseis... i hate her again! and again, i cooled down a bit when i realised that he's looking for her just for the sake of sparing her life from agammenon's hands, which doesn't sound compromising enough but is better than knowing that achilles looked for her because he wants her back. i can't take that.

so far that's all i want to rant about. i don't want to bore you with how i clutched tightly to my seatmate's sleeve when some casts are on a brutal combat.

wotcher...