Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Bittersweet Success of The Great Unknown

Obviously, the pictures are not chronologically arranged but it is not the issue here. The real issue is, finally, I can hang my diploma in our wall.

This picture was taken hours before my cousin arrived. I was like 'what do I do now?'. I was rattled, I could not even finish putting nail polish to my nails. 

Still not ready since I was not excited. Really...

Just taking pictures for the sake of the show.

I feel so messed up that day. I want to feel happy but I can't. I even thought of how will I act while singing our graduation song. 

My toga. 


I said, I wanted my hair curled. So it was curled. That's my cousin in red.

I didn't think that I wanted to graduate but I was so sure I wanted to wear this.

I've got two pairs of shoes that day 'cause I was so paranoid that I might suffer from wardrobe malfunction. I already have a fair-share of that when I was in highschool.

Invitation/programme

How do I look here? All smiles even if I was running late already.

I'm not yet ready. Still not ready to leave my I-Eucalyptus pupils.

All set. But I looked so fat.

With my friend, our magna cum laude, Carmela.

With my superfriends (L-R. Me, Merced, Carmela and Jess)

GenEds (L-R. Carmela, Janet, Merced, Aphril, Jess and Me)

I was with Teacher Merced with her cousins. The boy, Tranqy, was one of my pupils in Eucalyptus.

SuperFriends

Since I was in Elementary, it was my father who always accompanied me when I go up the stage. Perhaps the only time my mother accompanied me was when I was in Prep. I really, badly, wish that they both accompanied me when I went up the stage during our college graduation 'cause after all it is for them.

This was after the graduation. I felt so exhausted and I'm like 'why did they not let me hold the mic?'. I wanted to sing. HAHA. Though it would be a terrible thing.

With my batchmates (BEEds and BSEds)

(L-R. Valerie, Jon, Flor, Me and Abi)











Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Sick

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This is Me with my cousin, Karen and my sister, Heidee.

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My mom and my cousin, Sheryl. This photo is probably older than me.

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It is me with my mother :)

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I miss the old days. Especially when I was still a pretty messed up kid. :)

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Burst of bubble

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This episode of my blog is not all about me though I may inject some things about me. This is all about my cousin-in-law's business. Which is Balloons. She makes good balloon designs. These are some the things she did. I tried to do things like these, I can but it does not look good. Sometimes, I may think of being like a balloon, will burst whenever it can't carry the pressure inside.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Daydreaming. No more!

In some ways, I am like Carrie. We both have curly hair (sort of!). Both don't have mother (I lost my mom when I was seventeen). Both have a bitchy-bitch sister and a loving father.Just like her I have a lot of dreams, from small to big, from simple to complex. Right now, I'm starting to realize all my dreams, many of my dreams. I can't say enough about me and Carrie's resemblances 'cause I've watched only a part. Perhaps, I could tell you what my dreams are. I feel sick whenever I think of my dreams not coming true so I try so hard to realize how would I achieve my dreams. Dreams. Dreams. Dreams.

1. This year, be a teacher. (It's coming true now and in few months time, I will be.)

2. My target five years from now is to have my masteral and after that is doctorate.

3. I want to put up businesses. (Take note! Plural.)

4. Photographer

5. Writer/Blogger

6. Travel the world

7. Thespian (My very big dream)

8. And top of it all, I WANT TO BE MYSELF!

You are probably wondering how would I take these things to reality or I am just mistaken? Maybe it's me who is wondering. That is what I am trying to figure out. First thing, perhaps, is to avoid relationships at the moment. As much as possible, emotion should never overshadow reason because I know 'you are trouble when you walk in'. So for now, sacrifice. I may seem so ambitious but for me, it's natural.

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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Tired and Weary

It has been a very busy month for me. I can’t even find time to unwind. The more we get closer to the end (actually, the beginning), the more I feel like stopping and drifting away but there’s no turning back now. Everything just seems to move faster that it leaves me behind.






Every day (weekdays, for that matter), I have to wake up early so that I could prepare our breakfast and later on while eating; I will be mastering my lesson for that day. And before 7am, I should have arrived in school so I could still prepare myself and check my pupils (there’s no way I can deviate to the usual routines). At 7:15, my busy day starts. It’s my time to teach, shout, stand, and curse (of course it’s only in my mind). Then at 11:10 (my vacant), I will start to review and update my to-do list. And at 12 – 1 is my me-time. Time to eat and to freshen up. If there is one good thing that I learned from this experience is to move faster than usual. Eat fast or be late. I can’t even eat my lunch properly because I have to hurry, even at breakfast that’s why I end up with an empty stomach. Everything in my life now is always in haste.  Hurry up when you’re cooking! Hurry up when you’re eating. Hurry up when you’re taking a bath, brushing your teeth, combing your hair, fixing your things.

Again, at 1-4 is a life spent in hell (I’m just kidding)! I don’t even know how hell looks like. Actually, I really love my second period in the afternoon because my pupils are cute and adorable. At 4pm, while working with school papers, I’ll be waiting for my co-PST’s who are, unfortunately, designated outside our school. And when they arrive, we’ll go home. At home, I’ll do my share of the household chores then after eating our dinner, I will be spending the rest of my time in my study table working with multifarious tasks like lesson plan, instructional materials, PT Book and the like until I feel like sleeping. That’s how my day goes and ends. Wake up early and sleep late. I don’t know if I can keep up to this cause I feel like losing my liberty to be me and to do what I want to do. If I’m tiresome and wearisome, I feel my eyes well with tears and the next thing I knew, tears are already streaming down my face. If I could just only curse, hit and walk out, I already did but I can’t or should I say I must not!