She bangs. She bangs.

Okay. So I got my new haircut or should I say newly bangs heehee :3 Well, it sucks T_T I also got some sarcastic reactions from my friends. Take note: friends.  THANK YOU FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^______________^ MY GAD YOU MADE ME SO FCVKIN HAPPY.

Because I’m pissed off about my hair I did something that made me more pissed. I cut my bangs. HAHA! You know, I love hearing my friends joking around and hearing their ironic compliments so. Sadly, my friends know how to tell the truth. HAHA!

P.S. thank you bathroom for having a good lighting and hair for being so cooperative.

IDK why but whenever I’m at home I always have a good hair day and otherwise when I’m at school (in particular). WTF. Tomorrow is the distribution of graduation pictures. Waaa I don’t want to go to school O.O What should I do with my hair?! :|

 

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On the other note, that night too I was practicing of what eye shadow I will use on the graduation day since I’ll be the one who’s in charge of my hair and make-up. I’ve never been an expert when it comes to make-up so that’s a challenge. But all I can do is a not-so-perfect-smoky eyes which I don’t know if it will be appropriate in the event. Hehes. Anyway it doesn’t matter how I will look on that day what matters is I will be with my friends. Hehs. Kbye!

Date a girl who takes photographs

Date a girl who takes photographs

Date a girl who takes photographs. Date a girl whose favorite sound is the click-click of the shutter as it closes and opens to capture a memory. Date a girl who sees the wonder in the simplest things. Date a girl who looks at the world and wonders how to put a little of herself in it.
 You might find her in the park, lost behind her lens, the world a blur around her as she tries to capture a single moment in time. You might find her in an exhibit, a look of concentration on her face as she contemplates a photograph that called out to her as she was passing by.  Or maybe you will find her in a bookstore, a book in her lap as she pores over photographs of weddings all the while wondering what hers would look like.
 Take her out to photo walks and laugh as she tries to take a picture of you. When she gets tired of walking, buy her cupcakes but wait until she has taken pictures of them before proceeding to eat them.  Listen as she tells you her ideas for a photo shoot on the ride home.
Take her to a restaurant and wait patiently as she surveys the menu carefully, appreciating the food photography. And again, wait until she has taken a photo of your food before digging in. Allow her introduce you to Ansel Adams while you both eat your lunch. Introduce her to your favorite musician as you wait for the bill to arrive. When you get home, change your Facebook profile picture into a photograph she took of you. She silently hoped for it.
Take stolen shots of her. Compile it and give it to her on her birthday. Tell her you love her over and over until your voice replaces the click of the shutter as her favorite sound. Kiss her after she lifts her head up from the camera. Give her camera-shaped necklaces. Go places with her.
You will never be bored again.
Date a girl who takes photographs. She will never whine about a little dirt on her favorite pair of jeans as she kneels down to get a better angle of her subject. She will never be afraid to take adventures with you. She will take photographs of you not just with her camera but with her mind as well and keep it to herself to admire at night. But above all, she will teach you how to look at the world with a brand new perspective and she will do that unknowingly.
Marry a girl who takes photographs. Ditch those wedding photography books and give her the most beautiful wedding you could. She will teach your kids to find the beauty in everything just as she had taught you. Every day will be an adventure as she tries to create photograph-worthy memories with you. She may wake you up in the middle of the night because she is buzzing with ideas but she will make it up in the morning with a stack of hot pancakes beside a steaming cup of your favorite coffee blend.
Grow old with a girl who takes photographs. Sit with her on the front porch as you both pore over the bits and pieces of the moments you’ve had together. Stroke her hair as you both relive the photo walks that you took and the places you have been when you were both young. Smile as you both reenact your clever wedding vows.
Date a girl who takes photographs because she will always see that “something” in the most “nothing” of things.  She will never let anyone take you away from her like she never lets anyone steal her photos and that is just one of the evidences that she loves you.

(source: http://lafilleimaginaire.tumblr.com/post/4363697945/date-a-girl-who-takes-photographs)

worth re-blogging for :3

Job and dress hunt

It’s Friday morning when I, Digs and Deth went to Makati to job hunt. Good thing the weather was just fine so we took the chance of walking around to familiarize the place and as well as to gaze at its infrastructures that made the walk worthwhile.

Did you know that the best way to follow simple guidelines are through walking? And I together with my friends proved that as we:

(a)    Did not litter,

(b)   Did not spit (since birth),

(c)    And followed the green and red light. K!

I felt like I was a good citizen that day (only)  hehes :p Anyway going back to the story, my first stop was at a Japanese co. I guess they weren’t accepting a walk-in applicant but then they still entertained me and conducted a semi-interview while standing. (?) It only took a minute or two so it’s okay :). Second was in a recruitment agency, a gay guy interviewed me he’s sort of stammering which I couldn’t seem to understand some of his questions, I couldn’t tell if he has a speech disorder but that doesn’t matter. The thing that made me surprise is that our so-called interview has turned into a post-defense in my thesis. He first asked the title of my study, the objective, how many we are in the group, statistics used, qualitative or quantitative approach, test instrument used,  the result of the study and the grade we received after our defense. (P.S. and lots more) I was like WHOA? GREEEAT! then *evil laugh*. I know I can answer all his questions and I did! HA! And he went “Very good” “Uh wow” “Nice” then “Are you the leader of the group?”...Umm you know what my answer is *peace group mates* ^____^V .

It was such a nice interview experience! Through these I knew what are the do’s and don’ts in an interview HAHA! :))) As what Rebecca Black sings it's Fun! Fun! Fun! LOL

After the exhausting walks and interviews we wolf down at one of the bestest fast-food our asses could ever place in...MCDO! Aaannd..It’s time to look for a dress beybe! Grad dress rather. Digs and Deth are kikays at heart! I couldn’t believe it haha! Thank you guys for being my fashion consultants! You guys are uhhmazing!

My day went great plus the fvckin heavy traffic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Which I didn’t mind. K bye! :) 

~Pulchri

To be continued...

‘Tis aint a Halloween day but a Graduation day it’s just my penmanship that made it more Halloweenesque. Pffft hehe!

...Anyway, 12 sleeps to go!! 

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Before the 12^th day of April draw closer, let me allow myself to recollect all the highlights in my 4 years of stay in my university.

Wondergirls

In my first month of school I’ve originally met 9 good friends namely: Chak, Dawn, Martha, Salve, Kheycee, Karla, Denise, Christine, and Jessie. We’re quite a lot in the group and misunderstandings took place. It was soon resolved and by chance the group were split into two.

(FROM LEFT: Dawn, Chak, Salve, Me, and Marti) And not to forget Heysham at the TOP!)

And then we called ourselves as “Wondergirls” only because we're a big fan of the all-girl Korean group which we had obviously taken the name :p

 (FROM LEFT: Dawn, Me, Marti, Salve and Chak)

And oh this is the video we made during our dance rehearsal. It’s called Nobody by Wondergirls haha! 

You’re too good to be true

On the 2^nd year of second semester I met this unpredictable guy. He treated me with respect. He made me happy but in just one tick of the clock he was gone. It was the end of my love story.

Friends vs. Boyfriend

My good friend Chak luckily found his “man”. It was a good news but as what others may experience. Our friendship encountered problems that result of heading separate ways. I didn’t lose her totally if I could describe my relationship to her it’s a costly glass with minor fractures on it.

Loser

 I together with Joy and Martha audtioned for the Schitzo dance group. It was such an…umm…embarrassing experience. To make it more concise the title explains it all. HAHA XD

After hearing the devastating comments and result....
Our comfort food: MCDO! (FROM LEFT: Joy, Marti and I)

Live your dreams

 On the brighter note of being a loser, I think dancing is not really my thing. 

It is a dream came true as I became the Psychology Ambasadress and the 1^st runner-up of the IAS Ambassador and Ambassadress pageant. Err sorry if I’ve been a broken plate (sirang palaka) to you guys like I’m telling it you a many a times hehe. It’s such an overwhelming experience to me eh : p also to my ever supportive friends. Btw, thank you guys :”)

The more the merrier

 (FROM LEFT: Jus, Digs, Cez, Deth, Marti, Ruby, Debbie, Salve, Charm, Dawn, Me, Janina and Madz)

I uhmazingly met FREMS the group which I’m actually afraid of before! Haha our group eventually merged which is now called S.G. (a group of gorgeous girls come together in one group.)

‘Tis ain’t a déjà vu. It was happier the second time around and now there’s this 13 girls. I guess this is the real lucky number. I almost spent my whole life with them. I love S.G.

1.43

I got a 1.43 GWA which means I’m a partial scholar. First time in the history lol. Cos I always got an excess points in reaching the criterion for scholarship. Time to refund baby! $_$

Jun2x the killer

 (source: http://creativeyear.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html)

Clutching an axe or maybe a knife, hiding from silhouettes and sometimes wearing a foul odor. I describe killers based on the horror movies I watched. But this time Jun2x (a killer but in fact was not), was holding a paddle that frighten the heck out of me. He was drunk. He's psychologically disturb.

Since this guy struck us in our outing somewhere in Zambales this guy has been the subject of our conversation like almost everyday. Making fun out of him because seriously! it was such a great experience. If I could describe it it was terrifyingly one of the happiest outing ever!

12 BALLS

We got 12 balls / perfect balls in our thesis defense that’s how you spell G-R-E-A-T! We’re great! Sooo uhh...Okay I kept on repeating it :p

God is great! :)

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.  ~From the television show The Wonder Years

If I could type it all down, I would. I'm worried that I will fill all the spaces here so I decided the unforgettable memories are only written. But that doesn't end there. Life is continuous. Life us unlimited. Life is...to be continued

~Pulchri

And finally...

Howdy y’all? I’ve missed blogging so much T__T This month of March has been so stressful to me, REALLY, TRULY, VERY.

I experienced…

14 hours of staying in school to edit/construct our thesis, 6 hours in front of the computer/thesis paper, 2 and a half hours of sleep and 1 and a half hour preparing myself to go to school. Just by merely thinking of these I promised to my brain it won’t happen again. I realize I was actually torturing myself, the only exemption is that I wasn’t holding any blade or knife to stab at.

I was…

Anxious, scared, sad, stressed, groggy, down, irritable, pissed off, out of my mind, nocturnal and full shit.

But…
guess what guys! To God be the glory! Cos we got 12 balls or should I say a perfect score in our thesis defense. At first, I couldn’t believe it but God has given this to us so believe anyway! ^___^. It’s worth all the sleepless nights!

Thank you…

Marti, for being so responsible, always online and for cheering me up in the middle of the night!, Dawnie, the great defender in our thesis defense, Salve, for the great introduction to the panellists and Cezy for your cooperation and doing your part. Thank you my group mates :)

The key is to...

Make an effort, think positive and keep God in the center of your work…the rest will be perfect.

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Aaaand finally!! We had our Thesis bookbind YEHEY!!! =)))

MAY GOD BLESS ALL THE GRADUATING STUDENTS HERE IN THE PI AND AROUND THE GLOBE ^______^

Oreo pancake ~ First trial

Yesterday my sister and I actually planned to cook a fried Oreo ^__^

Exactly as what this picture looks like, BIG BUT is that the cooking oil should be in  whatsoever degrees (F) as well as the cookies and blas. AND Mom will get madly red coz we'll be using lotsa cooking oil.  WTH. Since we’re using pancake flour here I suggested that after mixing it with eggs, milk, sugar, etc and placing it on the pan that’s when we’ll be sprinkling it with Oreo cookies (P.S. the cookies were portioned into bits) then doing the same simple procedure all over again.

After a few minutes…Voila! Here’s our home made oreo pancake lolz. It doesn’t look that scrumptious but hey it tastes good, really! :)

 You should try this one too! or if you really want to make a fried oreo.HERE's the tutorial :)