Huling hirit before graduation

Since tonight, for some reason, I am feeling a bit upset about graduating and all that, I'm going to just let it all out by writing this :))

I just have to say (or write, in this case) that I have found the best people in the entire world. Have you every felt so secure, that you feel like you do not need anyone else in your life but your barkada? I mean, normal people (yes, I don't consider myself as normal) would probably associate this feeling with their girlfriend/boyfriend, however, in my case, it is with my college friends. 

I guess that I am just amazed of how big their hearts are and how incredibly witty and beautiful they are inside and out. 

These are the people that I went to in first year when I was having my moments at school because of what happened to my mother. They were the ones who helped me get through it, along of course with several other people. But being with them every single day (because we had Sat classes) they really were bound to see me breakdown :)) I am sorry and thankful for them, sorry because I they had to see that but thankful because they helped me get through it. 

We all have our insecurities but we try our best to pull each other up. We are all scarred by life in many ways but we accept each other for who we are despite knowing each other's weaknesses. 

They taught me how to be patient (they know my mood swings), humble, baliw and to actually fix myself to look presentable (because I didn't care of what I looked then :)) ). 

Last Friday, March 14, thanks to Claudine's generous mother, we stayed at F1 hotel. Unfortunately, not everyone came because of their schedules but we still had fun. We went bar hopping around the fort, went home around 5am and slept aroun 8am :)) I'd like to call that night "Free Will Night" mainly because there was no single adult that was with us. It was that ONE night that we got to do whatever we wanted without curfew and without the supervision of our parents. Well.....our parents did not exactly know that we went bar hopping LOL. Anyway, we know our limitations. Nothing stupid happened because we were all sober :)) but to just experience that one night of total freedom with the people you love was just EPIC! 

I really treasure these people. I got a bit sentimental while we were talking before sleeping. I told them: My life would really suck without you guys. Mejo cheesy lang. ahahah! I'm not showy talaga pero just because tonight, mejo the bading inside me is peering out...this entry is for every single one of you ladies. 

I love you all so much and I just thank you for everything. May God bless all of you!!!!!!! Muwah! <3 

WE MARCH THIS MARCH.

Harry Potter

It just occurred to me that I have sold all of my Harry Potter books (or lost somewhere) after I have raided my bedside drawers. I can't believe that my childhood ended just like that. I don't remember finishing the 1st to the third book (The Sorcerer's Stone, Chamber of Secrets and Prisoner in Azkaban) but I do remember finishing Goblet until the last book :( I actually cried after finishing The Deathly Hollows, mainly because, I would not have the luxury of reading and imagining Radcliffe and the gang grow up. I mean they did, and even had babies but, like every Harry Potter fan out there, you just don't want to end an amazing story.

It was a good ending, don't get me wrong. I mean compared to other books that have open ended endings, this one ended pretty damn good, but can't we make it a little more longer? ahahah!

JK Rowling is just an awesome writer. You really feel like the world she created may be true, that it exists in our world today. I hope that the book will be passed on to the children of the next generation. It is just too good to ignore.

Sisters from another mister

I can't really describe how grateful I am to be with these two most annoying people in the whole world :)) Andee and Paola, ang mga ate na wala ako sa totoong buhay. ahahaha! Thank you for being annoying :) I love you girls...deep deep down..as in 6 feet under. ahahah!

*Pinakamatinong picture of the three of us

Narealize ko lang na wala pa akong post ninyong dalawa dito.

Kapatiran 2013

Presenting: 4A1 and 1A1 of the Assumption College 2013!!!! (applause) 

I must say that this year's Kapatiran week is extra special, mainly because we are part of it for being the seniors of our school (HAHA). Every year, each senior will choose a freshman to bond with and get to know for the span of 1 week. On the last day there will be a pinning ceremony where the seniors will hand over their AC pins to the freshmen as a sign of welcoming them in the Assumption community. 

Today, 4A1(us) prepared lunch for our babies and we had a little program for them. Since the theme of Kapatiran is sisterhood, PINOY HENYO became the game of the day. Prizes were gift certificates from Star Bucks, Serenitea and this other store that I can no longer remember. ahahah! 

After all the eating and the games the program ended with speeches from the seniors and then the freshmen. Nakakataba ng puso :') The freshmen reminded me of how I entered Assumption and all the hardships I encountered during my stay. From entering first year with my mother also entering the hospital for her first chemotherapy, the contests I joined, the friends I made, all the fights we've been through, lahat ng iakan, tawanan, kulitan, everything just came rushing in...sobrang heartwarming :') 

I hope that every single one of those freshmen will be able to remember this day and the following days to come. They have so much in store for them. 

Happy Kapatiran ladies! :) 

KIDS

I don't like kids. I can't relate with them, they are incredibly rowdy, they poop and urinate everywhere they please, they shout when they do not get what they want, hit you in the face if they want to. I'm just a living bomb when I'm around them. 

Having to take care of a child is a lot of work. It really needs your full attention, it tests your patience and is exhausting physically, emotionally and psychologically. 

After Izzrie was born it took me a while to adjust to a new life of being an aunt. I looked at my brother and my sister-in-law and how they struggle to take care of her. Babies are helpless. You just have to do everything for them and yet despite the struggle, there is that fulfillment that lingers inside your heart as if anytime it might explode. 

I came to love children, especially babies because of my niece. Their innocence is overwhelming that I can't help but feel all lovey dovey and warm inside. They will come to love and trust you without hesitation, without any doubt. If you get pissed, they just look at you without holding any grudges. They get confused for a while but they easily let their guards down. They are angels. 

Tomorrow morning, if the weather will permit us, my barkada and I will go to Jubilee Learning Center in Mandaluyong and pass our forms for us to be selected as several of their interns. Too be honest, I was not so excited at first because I wanted to go to an environmental NGO instead, but after researching and seeing a clip online, I realized that those kids need us. Hopefully I'll be able to record my stay in JLC. I shall be posting my experiences here. May God help us to have patience and understanding as well as to really help those children and not take into account the needs of our own.

The Bucket List

Sing in front of an audience

Learn to sketch

Learn to paint

Learn to play the guitar

Learn to play the cello

Learn taekwondo

Design clothes and make them

Own a clothing business

Graduate College

Take up Masters Degree in Communication

Learn a different language besides English

Debate in front of people

Learn how to cook (as in yung masarap)

Compete in sports (badminton)

Speech competition

Writing competition

Get out of the country

Live on my own

Own a car

Fall in love

Have a relationship with a foreigner (an Australian in particular or European)

Donate a big amount of money to a charity

Work for an advertising company

Art in general

          I have heard a lot of people critique art as it is, only seeing the surface and not going deeper into what it truly means. I believe that every art that a person does is beautiful whether it be through photography, painting, drawing, writing etc. It is art. Therefore, it can never be ugly. It may be irrelevant to some, but then, relevance depends on what the person's situation may be or his/her capacity to imagine and dwell into things.  There are people who see things objectively and those people will never get it. It is just what it is. Nothing more. For them art is simply a drawing, a photograph, words, sentences; But then for some it is their voice that cannot be mounted, their way to travel without leaving their homes, their cries on how they enjoy life or simply, their masterpiece. Art is art, and I think every person has the right to express.

If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Vincent Van Gogh