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A stressful month for me. Consecutive sleepless nights. I got used to the fact that sleeping at 2am is my everyday agenda. All this because of school! I know that I'm not supposed to express discontent because hey, it's school. You're supposed to be flooded with requirements and be pressured with deadlines. I mean, I'm not the only one who's feeling this. I think every student has this feeling. I think it's a part of a student's life, stress.

So yes, All of our subjects demand certain requirements. All 7 of them. MAJOR requirements. And they're not giving us easy ones. Especially our elective - Cropsci. It's harder than our major subjects. See, I really don't understand why minors are actually harder than our majors. Gives me headaches just thinking about that video documentary we have to make about rice. Plus the problems with Theater class, and Journ, and seminar, and! I think that's it so far. hmm oh wait, there's more. Outside school stuff. Need not mention it here now. Maybe some other entry.

And now I'm not in the mood to make assignments or anything for that matter. :(

Good night.

Photoblog2 : Standout

Standout
by: Manny Librodo

The girl indeed stands out from the rest of the girls just by the clothes she's wearing. I like the photo because of the culture that's present. As well as the depth of field. The sharpness pf the photo really makes it mesmerizing.
Though there are less emotions shown, still the photo was amazingly taken. Kudos to Manny! :D

FAIL!

haha photo journal gone wrong. I wasn't able to post any photos for the past 3 days! hmmm. I guess it was harder than I thought it would be. How do people do it?

I guess I'll just have to start all over. :(

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This will be the start of my Photo journey. :) I'm going to take pictures everyday until my next birthday.

The picture was taken by my cousin. (sorry. its not mine because I didn't hold a camera that night)

My Family. ♥

When enemies turn into friends.

HAHA! Well, I wasn't her only enemy. There were a lot of us that hated her when she wont let us out of the gate when we were dismissed early. Yes, you got it right, our security guard. She was our worst enemy. She had this annoying voice that when she speaks we'd shut our eyes and cover our ears because it was really irritating.
But when you graduate from high school, you start missing a lot of things. The lines for those who were late. Weekly assemblies at the gym. Teacher Nene's scary look in her office when you're late. The recess bells. The lines at the canteen. The dismissal bells, and lastly the security guard. :)

You see, I've met with ate outside the school premises several times already. And I tell you it's weird not seeing her with her officer uniform. I waved at her and made pangumusta's and then leave.

I was going home from rodeo practice and our presence met ones again. Usual hi's and hello's and pangumusta's. Since we were going the same way, we rode in the same motorela. Then we had mini conversations. She was pretty good! hahaha Not the strict security guard I once knew. When I told the driver "lugar lang" and gave my fare, ate guard offered to pay my fare. Ain't that nice of her? :)

I guess enemies really turn into friends at one point in life. :)

Togetherness

Togetherness

By: Nico Fredia

For a business man, time is gold. For a mother, time is spent with her children.

I chose this photo for two reasons -- one, I adore black and white photography. It's just the simplicity of it all. The impact. The color. Second, I love how despite their situation, they still manage to spend time with each other which in the urban areas are unlikely to happen in one family. The mom has work here, the dad has a business meeting there, the eldest has cheer leading practice, and the youngest has soccer tryouts. In this crazy world, you can't help but just miss those times spent together with your family.

buzz. buzz. busy.

In our class this morning, we made a time table, and guess what? WHAT? We have to submit two articles per week. OMG! Thank God it's per group. But still, each of us had to provide ideas and our own articles to submit. Remember when I told you that I didn't write well? And that writing really isn't my thing? So maybe, this is where hell starts. For the rest of the semester, I'll be writing articles and reading some shit. I'm going to have a hard time, I'm sure of it. But so far, Journ classes were fun! I do admit that my outlook towards reading and writing has improved. (see I'm writing now. :D) And I read the newspaper sometimes, when it's available.

But that's not all my problem. There are other subjects too, you know. Like our DC7 where we have to conduct seminars. DC8 for theater where we have to run a play by the end of September. (I heard that was really the hardest part of the 3rd year life.) And of course, DC 89, my love -- Photography, where we have to take loads of photos so that, also by the end of September we will be able to put up a gallery of some sort in and off campus. :)

HAINAKO. Help me God!

with the boys.

Okay, so I wasn't able to attend my Cropsci class today because I was hanging out with a bunch of well-known photographers in CdeO. (haha! if they can read this, they'd feel flattered) So anyway, yeah. I was the only girl in the bunch. That may sound like I'm a sort of.. ugh, i don't know the word. Basta! it sounds like... haha but I had fun with them talking about nonsense and all, about videography, photography, and what to do if you only had a square of tissue paper and you were disposing the garbage on your body. lol CRAZY STUFF! X)


stayed at Brewberry, ate Missy Bonbon gelato, went to Ketkai for shoe shopping, ate again at Sunburst, stayed at Bo's Cafe.

Back!

I guess I have to write a blog now huh ? Welcome me back internet blogerrish shit! XD

Okay, so here's the thing. I was placed in the Journalism major which was pretty shocking for me because I don't even write well, and reading isn't my best asset. Confused, I was. Frustrated, even more! Left out because all my barkada was placed in EdCom. (So just in case you don't know what I'm talking about, our course is Development Communication which has two majors namely Journalism and Educational Comm.) Still up to this day it hasn't sink in yet that I actually am a journalism student. Writing and reading isn't my thing at all. I'm more on the artistic side -- photography, graphic designs, photoshops and all those shenanigans.

It's going to be a challenging 2 years for me now. WRITE! WRITE! WRITE! and READ! READ! READ! :) what the eff. Got nothing else to do but just do it. I'm not mad anymore though, I actually had mix emotions when my classmate told me that I was placed in Journ and the rest of the crew was Edcom. Some part of me said "kyawa basad!" and then another part said "that's okay. I'm going to be journalist someday! AWESOME!" haha. see? Mixed.

So far, after a week of going to school, everything's okay. We started writing already. That's why I re-activated this account. I should really practice writing already. I feel as if I'm the only one in the class that doesn't know how to write. :( That would be pretty embarrassing. >.< So here's to Pens and Papers and long hours of writing.