Vapidity.
11.56 pm
[1] imagine. ~ sisterchua

My eyes were strained. I had to look up, and so I did.
I closed my book and scanned the polychromatic interior of the restaurant. I saw two families inside, and a couple who were caressing each other’s hands while staring sickeningly cheesily at each other. I took in the scene and deliberated a bit. The blandness of the environment I was in troubled me to no end. I realized how this vapidity applied not only to this restaurant, but to life in general. Bring on the drama, ‘cause I could definitely use the excitement now.

After a long time of artist’s*cough*block, I’ve been feeling so creative lately. I couldn’t stop writing whatever, drawing whatever, imagining whatever.

I missed this feeling! So how are you?

Doltish.
8.56 pm
[4] imagine. ~ Anna, Nel, nannie, The Observer

Some people are just downright dumbasses. I swear to God they are. Note that I’m not really thinking of people/a group of people in particular. This is more of an in-general thing. You see, I was browsing Urban Dictionary, reading random entries, and I firmly established something I’ve been pondering on for a while now - a whole lot of kids my age A whole lot of people of various ages are highly idiotic, remarkably pathetic and very superficial. Especially online.

A lot of questions regarding human tendencies have been running through my mind, and frankly, to list them all down will mean a whole day or more of typing. I don’t get it. I really don’t get it.  Why label yourself and other people? Can’t you just like what you want and do what you want without having to conform to whatever stipulations a stereotype has? Why do you have to be like everyone else? Does having a lot of page views make you any better as a person? What’s the use of having a lot of friends on MySpace when you don’t have true friends who’d be there for you? What’s the point of engaging in cybersex to satisfy your immediate needs when it takes away your dignity by exposing just how desperate you are?

Answer me. Violent reactions are very much welcome.

Unchartered.
10.07 pm
[5] imagine. ~ Anna, Jmar, Hume, Pam, Erika

So my orientation started yesterday. I’m officially not a b-girl anymore - technically, at least. In spirit, I am always and forever a b-girl. I miss my umaapaw silly rabbits a lot. Srsly. My family.

College life is kind of weird. I mean, I can’t really feel the actual thing now since I’ve only attended orientation, but I still feel weird. Albeit I’ve been to UA&P a lot of times already, I don’t feel quite at home. I feel like someone who shouldn’t be there. It isn’t that I don’t like UA&P, ’cause I do. I love my block, too. It’s just that I’ve been so accustomed to being just in OBMC that everywhere else is unchartered territory. I feel like I’m being forcefully dragged (or pushed) to a strange and foreign place and I’m desperately searching for something familiar. I don’t know.

Que sera, sera. This is only the beginning.

Void.
4.22 pm
[5] imagine. ~ Jmar, madel, Jmar, Erika, Chee

I’m being poetic. Does it show?

“Lovely,” she sang along quietly. “Never, ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won’t you please arrange it? ‘Cause I love you just the way you look tonight.”

The man continued playing the intricate notes of the ending. When all was done, he looked up to the young girl standing beside him. He smiled at her and she returned it shyly.

“Do you play?” he asked her, all too grandfatherly.
“Barely,” she laughed.
“Give it a try, then,” he beckoned to the the piano as he stood to give way.
“Oh, I couldn’t,” she shook her head. “I’m not at all good.”
“I doubt that,” he smiled warmly. “You have a great voice. Your piano skills should be well.”

She reluctantly sat down in front of the majestic instrument. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to get into the mood. She softly slid her hands along the keys, then, she played. Her hands pressed down the black-and-white keys playing a familiar classic. She wasn’t good at it, but she was able. When she had finished her short show, she stood up and smiled at the old man who resumed his position.

“You’re able,” he said encouragingly. “Would you do me a favor?”
She nodded, “What is it?”
“Sing again. Let’s try a bossa nova tempo.”

She nodded. His hands were back on the keys. He closed his eyes and played slowly. He seemed to be caressing the piano, as if they understood each other. She believed they did. She truly believed they did. She closed her eyes and began singing.

Elation.
3.46 pm
[8] imagine. ~ Pam, Erika, Jmar, Chee, Kim

I’m watching AI right now, singing along with one of my favorite broadway songs, All I Ask of You [Phantom of the Opera, of course]. Andrew Lloyd Webber rocks, yeah? A genius, no less.

Jason Castro is hot, I tell you. You’d have to agree with me, right? David Archuleta is cute in the gayish kiddy sort of way. David Cook is hot, too, but Jason’s more of my type. LMAO.
So I’m officially crushing only on celebrities right now. Jason Castro - cute face, great voice. Gaspard Ulliel definitely tops my list . Liam Aiken from way back ASoUE. Edison Chen, of course. Lol.

I’m just happy for various (mostly shallow) reasons.

1. ReeDeeChee meeting at last! Hello, Dee [Rolando] and Chee [Britney] Unfortunately, Mee [Kimeow] can’t be here sa Manila to join us so boo. You suuucks, bes. We’ll have to print out a picture of you, save you a seat and treat you iced tea. Rolando even offered to make a Kim puppet. We still love you.
2. So I’m writing this fanfiction [don't laugh. O_O] and I have the best set of readers ever. Their reviews are so encouraging and shiz. I’m just so happy.
3. I made a new song! XD
4. I was able to take a few okay/good pictures. Click#1 Click#2 Click#3.
5. I’m have nothing to stress about. Need I say more? XD

About my photography lessons, I’ve been rethinking if I want to go through with it. (insert reader’s complaints here). I’ve been contemplating on this and I figured that I’d rather just learn by my own. I mean, sure it’ll be great to have someone teach you the techniques and whatnot, but idk. I’d rather explore what I can do by myself. Like, if I want to bend the rules or do this and that, there’d be no one to contradict me. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m prolly just gonna tell my mom that I don’t want it anymore.

JASON IS SAFE!

Okay, nothing more to say. Byeeee.

Inevitable.
10.06 pm
[7] imagine. ~ ERIKA, Kim, Nel, Jmar, Tricia, Macy

Unfortunately, I can’t prolong this no-blogging thing any longer. Strange enough, I have this unidentified feeling of responsibility to blog, else, my pretty hostess’ webspace will be wasted, yet again, on me. With that, I present to you a new entry.

–cut–

What have I been upto lately? Here’s a really quick run-through.
Ozine was held last April 5. It was a preeetty interesting event & I spent most of the day with them Ateneans [RC, Carl-Myer, Johann, Gab & a09 dudes]. Yeah, dork nation unite!
April 6 was a day I spent in Tagaytay & Enchanted Kingdom with my parents & the employees. Company outing. Yadda yadda.
I have no memory of April 7-April 13
Today, I was at an inauguration of the St. Frances Cabrini Cancer Center. I’m really not in the mood to kwento about that.

–cut–

So far this summer, my most used word would have to be lethargic.
Whenever someone asks me how I am or how my summer has been so far, I give them the one-worded answer.
My summer has been progressing oh-so very slowly. Okay, that’s an understatement.
Frankly, my summer is dead.
I’m not bothered, though. God knows how much I enjoy being the sloth that I am right now.
After all the stress I’ve endured during the last few weeks of my high school life, this is SUCH a relief.
My days have been filled with nothing but reading, going online [to read, mostly], sleeping & daydreaming. Anticlimactic, to think that the last month was such a milestone.
Now that I think about it, I can’t believe I graduated only a few days over 2 weeks ago.
Anyway, everything’s relaxing & you won’t hear me complaining about the lack of things to do.
So there. Hurrah for lethargy.

On a side note, I’m still terribly lazy to update the pages of this site. It’s my vacation, for crying out loud! Spare me the complains. Now, go shoo & be productive. XD

Reappearance.
7.52 am
[8] imagine. ~ Madel, kim, cars, ERIKA, Patti, sisterbritneyspearsmary, Carla

After an all too long break from the website/blogging scene, I am back!
I’m not sure if I could blog regularly, though. This site’ll be my online portfolio of my written, graphic & photographic work.
Okay.