Category Archives: Extremes and Randoms
It’s officially a grand hello to 2012.
I really do not know why, but I should create this post ASAP.
First of all, I’d like to acknowledge how great the Happy Holidays was last year, but this year, I would start not to slack off ever again. Oh noes.
Anyways, I’ll post some photographs straight to the Photoblog… I cannot really say anything really good right now.
Most people do not understand why I blog a lot of things, be it with sense or not.
Tyrone Perez is found dead on a car… maybe he was poisoned or committed suicide. Oh no! Perez… AJ Perez, then Tyrone aww. Well, Amy Perez, good luck!
[x] Passed all my subjects
[x] Wrote a review about a photographer
[x] Created a blog designed for most of my literary works (I am doing this is because I write directly on the Internet, not on document!)
[x] Achieved again a number of notes and faves – Update: State of Oblivion gaining faves!
[x] Started photography again.
[x] Stopped thinking about my crush and started not to think about him again haha.
A brief introduction to my new blog, the literary one
Molybdenum Studios Literary is currently my new blog. I still do not have an icon yet for that blog, but soon, I’ll create one if I’m not feeling too lazy.
First of all, I created the plot of my stories, Osaka Monogatari and of course, I Heart Mr. Enforcer.
Finally, Osaka Monogatari is written, even only a summary of it is because, I really love Japan. And yes, this is a story about two brothers who never had a happy beginning, while I Heart Mr. Enforcer is a story about a policeman and a seductive criminal who wins his heart at the end.
A series of events let me start a new beginning
First of all, I wrote a blog entry about quitting photography. However, what motivated me is only creativity and imagination. Photography is actually for me, just a hobby, but the only reason why I made it serious is because, well, just for a back-up job in case I won’t take up law at all. I simply observed that my specialization should be food photography and of course, fine art photography. Well, what defines fine art? Bokeh.
Next blog posts
Anti-Chinese Sentiment #3 – Tackling all the issues from piracy to dangerous preservatives
Admiring the superpowers is completely pointless
The dark side of the United States of America
It seemed that this post is shorter than the first centennial post
Of course, I really do not have something in mind and I only blog sometimes, good thing there’s a challenge I accepted so that I would post everything everyday. Haha.
Why Anything at Random was discontinued
Hmm… long story, but if you guys want some random things, just tell me.
This is under the category of Extremes and Randoms (Anything in Random), Free Elective, Fearless Forecast and yeah… it’s a free elective mixed of everything I wanted to post about!
Note: This post is about reviewing the past posts, remember Chobits recalling all the episodes? 😀
What ever happened in my whole sophomore year in college
I am a second year student in college, and it’s no doubt that my mind is starting to change. No more interference and distractions from other people, those who are NOT letting me post anything from heart.
I started to become feisty here in this blog. It’s all thanks to a fellow blogger who inspired me to post rants, constructive or not. I also learned to control my emotions (thanks to that venting shizzzzz) and yes, no more exaggerations in this blog. Everything makes sense.
‘Wag ka talagang magpapadala sa mga emosyon mo.
That’s one important lesson that everyone should learn. Learn it, be it the easy or the hard way, but the best way is to vent things like, “F*ck those <state subject>.”
Of course, no popular kid or even some feeling conservative know-it-all (my worst pet peevie take note of that!) is going to get on my way. It’s over now. They are now party people. Smoking, being drunk all night, but that’s no problem to me. However, I just sit down here typing on this blog. This damn blog which is the best ever. I would say that this IS MY BEST BLOG. My previous blog may be the worst, but come on, I personally think that this is the best blog ever.
Tomorrow’s gonna be the bloodiest pre-enrollment online. I hope my schedule isn’t fucked up, though.
Sorry, non-Filipino people. I can’t speak straight English either
Although people think I’m very fluent in speaking the language, to be honest, I’m not they type of person who speaks really, really twanged English. I speak it either the barok way, or maybe the accented way. No wonder there’s such thing as the “DLSU Taglish Language.” (Yes, in order for the popular kids NOT to be offended/insulted when I say the “other” word)
Good thing there are no lurkers out there.
Being able to speak in straight English means that you are ready to make a bloody thesis. That’s right folks. Your nose will literally bleed due to the fact that the English words has no meanings.
I feel very jealous when people speak perfect Tagalog. I personally think that it’s a big shame for you to speak English better than speaking your own native tongue. Ika nga, parang tinatalikuran mo ang pinagmulan mo kung hindi mo ituturo ang sarili mong wika sa mga anak mo, mapa-‘Pinas man o ibang bansa. Shame on Michael Copon’s dad, for teaching him that they’re “already Americans, so no need to learn Tagalog.” Hindi porke’t nangingibang-bansa ka na, eh, tatalikuran mo ang pinagmulan mo. Remember, other nationalities never ever do that for the sake of being a “completely-changed” person. Why, do you think even the Roman people in ancient Rome knew English that time (Old English, that is)? Latin may be a dead language, but of course, it is one of the oldest languages in history (good thing it’s not yet obsolete or extinct). Every word’s derived from Latin. Even German. Even French. Even Spanish. Every language has a word derived from Latin.
I think I was wrong. English may be the language of communication, but it doesn’t really make you an intelligent person. If your parents (of Filipino descent) think that it is a superior language, don’t get me wrong. They’re elitists.
I really admired the Fil-Ams of their willingness to learn their parents’ native tongue. Mapa-Ilonggo o Ilocano (aside from Tagalog/Cebuano), ayos lang.
The Philippines is the only Asian country that has this title. Being colonized by the Spanish and the Americans make the history of the Philippines more confusing… and more debatable. If we were rather invaded by the British, French or Dutch, we might’ve not been coerced to give up our heritage, so does developing the useless crab mentality thing.
We may tend to follow our traditions based on our faith, but roxyisferox commented on this post that I made regarding my write-up on how it is to be a liberal. Well, through a blog entry, too.
Filipina women tend to “keep” their virginity, but once they fall in love with a white guy, they’ll give it to them. Now how stupid would you get. White guys aren’t the only guys out there. It just so happens is because, with a white guy, you’ll get the following: FAME+FORTUNE+WORSHIP.
Worshipping foreigners (100%) is really the most dangerous form of colonial mentality. We reject our own race, we diss our own ancestors. Lawl, I really hate the fact that I really wanted to get out of the Philippines not because they worship white people, even mixed people who are white-skinned. Being white may seem to make you a goddess, but truth is that, the Miss Universe that we usually sent to another country isn’t usually white. Do you portray Filipina beauty as “white-skinned?” Of course, not! Alex de Rossi isn’t the only tanned actress to promote sun-kissed glow, but also Bubbles Paraiso, Nikki Gil and Katrina Halili. How’s that?
To those who love white-skinned people: Look at Jinkee Pacquiao when she isn’t fake-looking. She’s not attractive at all. She’s. Just. Fair. I would appreciate it if she covers her face with a very thick layer of makeup, rather than being so insecure on other women Pacman had. Yeah, she may have an improved face, but that would only mean that she feels so inferior when Krista’s around.
To those who think she’s pretty before the cosmetic surgery, you’re totally wrong! She’s only fair, period.
Don’t let your emotions eat you up|On Relationships and Couples
Like what I mentioned before, my maternal great-grandmother married a poor native which is unforgivable if my future child (especially if it’s a girl) will do the same as well [My future kids will not receive any good gifts from me if they marry a poor native and they won’t be invited to visit my place anymore, sorry if I sounded too mean, but it’s for their own good]. Sorry for sounding too mean, but marrying a poor native (take it figuratively, but don’t take this shit personally) will make you have many frustrations. Ganyan talaga ang may mukha. Bigo sa pag-ibig. Almost everyone who has the face value has a big issue on love life. Your beauty will never be inherited by your kids and will really start a fight with you if they inherit the ugly genes. Yes, I did that one time to my mother because… I was just joking. What she did before to her mom was a “slap in the face” when I did the same. I won’t tell you that thing, I was only joking.
Sometimes, jokes have meaning, too. Like the saying of
Nung unang panahon, hinihintay ang kabilugan ng b’wan bago ikasal. Ngayon, hinihintay ang kabilugan ng t’yan, bago ikasal.
which is actually hurtful to some people, but these jokes are meant to be true at times. Corny jokes? Nah. Green jokes? Make it creative. Real jokes? HOMG you just reminded me of Chris Tucker!
This best example of a joke becomes true. Like how I ranted the dangers of PMS, I am also an advocate of keeping one’s virginity. Contrary to that, I strongly recommend an unmarried couple who are expecting to have their first child to marry. Shotgun wedding or not, it’s a blessing. A baby is a blessing. Plus points blessing if the unwed but expecting couple are going to marry. Now you get what it takes to become parents. Forbidding the expecting but unwed couple to marry is a taboo for me. An unwritten taboo, that is.
Random Sharing: Eldest grandchild is a spoiled brat
My pop’s side: Full of narcissists and false critics. Even the eldest grandchild (and eldest cousin) is so far the most spoiled brat ever.
My eldest cousin Phil (not his real name) is someone not to look up to. He’s a maniac and of course, someone who thinks he’s too handsome to deceive women (but truth is that, he’s not handsome at all!). To think that he’s my cousin, to be honest, no one in my family (my other cousins actually) likes to work with him. I feel sorry for his wife (whom he just dissed and later on left) and to his kids. He’s not a good father after all. He’s just selfish. I can’t stand him, even though I really do not give a f*ck about him. Even my late grandmother had the grudges against him is because, he used to be the most favorite grandson who didn’t even bother to visit his own grandmother who used to spoil him. He didn’t even care about her condition. If I was really ashamed of myself for taking her for granted (because she was bedridden), I apologized to her, but I really don’t know if it was sincere. But because she’s forgiving, I thank her for that.
Sometimes, growing up a spoiled brat makes your life harder. You start to become rude to your seniors, you started to cut relationships with your friends for no valid reason, etc. which makes you the “poor” one. I wasn’t really the center of attention nor the most spoiled grandchild. I was the most abused so far. I hate to admit this, but I experienced a very terrible childhood. I was bullied because of my early growth (I hate being the eldest daughter, seriously!) and because they just want to do it due to jealousy. Forgive them? Well, forget about those people because I really don’t care about them. It’s not my problem if they are seeking for refuge. It’s not my problem if they suffer the same way they let me suffer. Rather than ridiculing them, I’d rather tell myself, “Paki ko ba?”
Those who were my “friends” started to turn their back against me. It’s all thanks to that toothless freak who was always late at school back then. I was really doubting why I had a very terrible life (thank goodness I’m not a rebel). I used to be a bitch way back then, but it was all lost, thanks to those feeling conservative know-it-alls. They’re the real bitches. They want you down. They want me down. All because they’re jealous. Jealousy, that is.
If those guys think that I’m the one who’s jealous, now look who’s talking.
Feisty rant: Feeling Conservative Know-it-alls
My worst pet peevie. GTFO of my sight because you’re only a mere distraction in my life (for those people).
They think that what you’re doing is a taboo. Well, what THEY’RE DOING IS WORSE than a taboo, that is. They were once the “know-it-alls” turned popular kids. I was even attempting to rant this shit before I started to write bad things about them.
They are insecure. They wanted to be you. They wished they were someone else. All because they’re jealous.
Where are they now?
Feeling conservative know-it-alls are using the name of the Lord to make some invalid excuses. They do it to impress everyone. They do it because they feel superior. What are they, promoting a selfish, jealous God? They’re the one who’s using the name of God in vain, which is against the 10 commandments.
I know that some of you are feeling conservative know-it-alls (FC-KIA) who are only manipulating the lives of other people because again, you’re jealous. Well, get a fucking life, you people. You’re jealous and insecure of those people. GTFO of their lives because they don’t need you. They can live without you.
I was turning feisty
NOT because I need it, but because I wanted to protect myself.
Go and send a hate message against me. You know what’ll happen.
Being feisty isn’t bad at all, actually. Being feisty should be done in the right place and at the right time. Kung dati, nagpapadala naman ako sa emosyon ko. But now? I would simply be defensive if someone attacks me on a regular basis.
And lastly, hindi rin ako magpapadala sa mga intriga. Sige, tsismis lang sila ng tsismis, eh anong use nu’n?
Feisty Ashley: The younger Gosiengfiao tells it all
I really feel so bad for Alodia’s little sister Ashley when she was attacked by an asshole who was falsely obsessed at her. I would really feel the same if someone would criticize me for doing “not enough.” Of course, who wouldn’t feel insulted if someone tells you that, right?
Ashley never dreamed of being a celebrity. It just so happened is because her older sister is a famous cosplay icon. She even said that she and Alodia have differences. Why, would you just have to imitate someone to feel complete? ‘Course, not!
Ashley may seem feisty when it comes to people who are criticizing her in a wrong way, however, it’s because she was introverted. She isn’t like Alodia, like what I said, who is more discreet. We’re not close, but it’s based on my own observations.
Asking too much to someone shows that you’re being too draggy. You’re hard-to-please. You’re discontented. BUT your standards are low, and the maximum would only be zero. Also, Ashley never sold her songs to iTunes. She uploaded it for everyone to download it. She isn’t making any money from her music. After all, she does this is because she feels like it.
I may feel annoyed when she’s turning feisty, but like what I said, being feisty is really your shield from your false critics. “The Critic” from fictionpress.com who criticized “Why I Chose to be a Liberal” is NOT a real critic. That person’s only using that monicker to annoy people. That’s how she felt when her false admirer did really tell her that he’s “hard-to-please” kuno.
Do you want me to namedrop “The Critic”? Here we go:
To be blunt, this is short-sighted. While there are some conservative people that go to an extreme degree, there are even more that do have a slightly more relaxed belief. Saying that everyone who is conservative are bad, is like saying everyone who is liberal are irresponsible. Neither assumption is true, and both are completely pointless.
While you might be able to blame your up-bringing for a period in your life, eventually you can’t push fault onto it anymore. You’re a grown adult, and you can’t keep blaming mommy and daddy for all the negative things in your life. You are ultimately the one who controls your life, and it is up to you to decide how you want to live it.
I know both conservative and liberal raised students who are on the honnor roll, play sports, and have a developed social life. Extremes exist, but they are often few and far betwixt the ones who have more balance.
This isn’t an essay as much as it is a vent.
Now look who’s talking. The word essay originally means, “to attempt.” You know that, right? Attempting to target a specific audience is the goal of a writer. Yes, this is an essay, because I attempt to target a specific audience. The essay may sound elitist, but there are times that conservatism prevents a person access to the real world. Look at most royal families. The younger royals are starting to become rebellious against traditional beliefs. They wanted to blend in ordinary people. They are sick and tired of prim and proper life. Remember, living in a prim and proper life makes your life structured.
LAWL, blaming my parents? You may say that again, but the feeling that having a feeling conservative know-it-all parent is very frustrating. You want your life flexible but he/she wants it structured. Sometimes, life with a lot of curfews (which are really unbreakable at all times) will just make your life harder. I won’t ever let my kids suffer an upbringing from feeling conservative know-it-alls who want to manipulate everything. I would really say a very firm no on that.
Saying that everyone who is conservative are bad, is like saying everyone who is liberal are irresponsible. Neither assumption is true, and both are completely pointless.
It’s an opinion, remember? An essay may have both facts and opinions, and sometimes these ideas get along with each other. Sometimes, there are contradictions, but that’s an essay, right? I don’t want to be redundant, but yeah.
I’m not literally saying that being conservative is bad. The only problem with conservatism is that, everyone abuses it. Everyone does is because, they feel empowered. Being liberal… makes one person irresponsible? Come on, there are some people who are reliable in terms of being carefree. They always have your back no matter what happens.
Pointless? There is a point, and I said everything. I share this to everyone, but I only target a specific audience. If you are a conservative, reading this write-up, you may argue with me, but please be as constructive as how persuasive you could be.
Overall, I might’ve used all my emotions here, but remember, arguing based on your beliefs without thinking means that you really disagree, but sometimes, there is always a reason why. Lawl, I just ran out of information. Fuck that.
Now I gave you an example of being feisty. That’s how Ashley felt when she’s lambasted by that fake dude… but THIS:
My Formspring haters and false critics
Remember the fake Miley person who’s actually a whore? I wonder where she is right now. Being ashamed of being fake and at the same time, whore? Dude, people are hating you because you’re an attention whore. You called almost everyone a retard and you are not even American either! You’re a Filipina lambasting your own race, and even trashtalked other people. Look, no one gives respect to you is because, you’re asking everyone to diss you rather. Whoa.
Those false critics, however, are sending hate messages against me. Well, I based again my answers from my emotions… I couldn’t almost control my emotions when in fact, everyone’s starting to raise their middle fingers at me. I know, they’re raising their middle fingers right in front of the monitor.
All thanks to that guy (my crushie who was actually anon) who actually started that shit. Gosh, I didn’t know everyone’s asking me very personal questions. Like my unusual habits that are out-of-this-world, because I was at that time in the identity crisis period. Of course, it’s really hard for someone to get up and fight like a man in that period.
Alright. I know who you guys are. Being really, really anons, right?
I know some of you are really mad at me because you’re popular kids. Popular in a sense that you made a lot of issues that almost damaged the reputation of our former second home.
I hate to admit this, but my batch was the worst during high school. The admin, however, tolerates those things. Gah. The admin’s really like the government. Useless.
Looks like I’m going back to Extremes & Randoms all over and over again
If you are very curious about it, click here to download the file. It’s in .pdf format, so you don’t need to worry. 🙂
Unfortunately, there are a lot of typos. E-Mail me if you want a copy of the document in .doc format.
So, yeah. That would end this post. 🙂
Candy Magazine: Should I say good-bye for not buying one anymore?
PinoyExchange.com (Forums)|Nicole Uysiuseng as the covergirl for Jan-Feb 2009
I haven’t bought a single CandyMag issue, it’s all thanks for its unending targeting to the popular kids in high school. However, there are only interesting facts in CandyMag that I liked the best: Advice, Hard Candy and Oops moments.
Reminiscing hard candy: History repeats itself
I read about the hard candy section (Candy Mag) and I really felt so, so sorry for this girl who always do effort to please her mother who is always thinking about money. Money? Well, for your information, that mother thinks that her own daughter will look ugly if she doesn’t wear a very thick layer of make-up. She doesn’t care about grades. What she wants is her own daughter (Dee, not her real name) is to marry a rich guy (the reason why she always wear skimpy outfits), which sounds really stupid and ridiculous. Y’know studies should always be the first thing that a parent should always remember. But this parent– may have PMS, leading her to “frustrations.”
This reminds me of Karen Carpenter’s own mother, who controlled her diet, which caused the singer to die. Like, come on. A parent being not contented of his/her son/daughter is? My parents accepted me for who I am, despite the fact that I really didn’t consider myself that attractive. It is because I do my priorities right, though they really do not know my “secret.”
If your parents are manipulating and hard-to-please, take note of this: Being a feeling conservative know-it-all IS really frustrating, especially if you’re a parent. Being overprotective is much more understandable, but sometimes being over-protectionist has a certain limit. Invasion of privacy is one issue. Respecting one’s privacy (even your kids) is very important. Imagine being locked up because you’re being shielded. I understand that is because that’s how parents show LOVE, and not feeding their fantasies. Take note: Feeding fantasies. Being a parent doesn’t really mix with feeding fantasies. Being single and childless but feeding fantasies? Only up to your mind/imagination, but not in reality. Feeding your fantasy as a parent doesn’t help at all. This is really based from emotions and frustrations blended at the same time, in different places. You know what will happen if your children will suffer the same fate as you. I may not be a parent (but I’m the eldest child), but I just want you to know that being a self-absorbed human being doesn’t make a good parent. Just let those kids learn their own mistakes, and when they realize that what they did wasn’t really for them, they’ll soon regret it.
Grudges: Should you forget the past?
I may seem to be a forgiving person, but what hinders me from being forgiving is that, my OC nature is interfering with my decision to forgive someone. I never ever thought of being forgiving, but forgiving someone is really hard to do so.
The most painful thing that I did is to let myself go from my ex-best buddy who was really, really possessive. I thought he would be “overprotective,” but truth is, his emotions were really absorbed by his conscience. He was really obsessed that he wanted me away from other guys. I was really, really a whore. But I do not blame the homewrecker for this decision, because if I still continue my friendship with that guy, I think something not right will happen.
I moved on from him, not only because someone is more deserving to have me, but because I do not want to have distractions. Remember: Distractions. I really see in him that he was so desperate that I might be with another guy. FYI, I never ever had an interest on that guy whom he used to get jealous at. He was always sticking to his own beliefs, and he doesn’t want others to get on his way. He wasn’t like that, before.
Do you think I have forgiven him? It’s really hard for me to do so, but I have moved on from him, but when I browsed his account, he still can’t move on. He once said, “Luckily, I have moved on.” Wait a second… I don’t think he had moved on. He is always keeping grudges against me, thinking that I left him for good. Yes, I simply left him not because I got fed up with his antics, but I also wanted an independent mind. His thoughts about our former second home is that, he thinks that what the admin does is always right. Lawl, think about Kim Jong-il and his arrogance and narcissistic attitude. But when I started to grow again, normally, I was thinking that the admin’s way of governing our former second home wasn’t really applicable to the real world.
Do you think I have forgiven the admin of my former second home? NO. They insulted me and they always wanted the “pestilent classmate” of mine (she’s my classmate for 5x and I think it’s a goddamn insult) to be my classmate. Can’t they do anything else rather than being self-absorbed assholes? That’s why I wrote the real “Extremes and Randoms” (Extremes & Randoms is the title) so that I would publish it one day, and let them realize that they’re catering the needs of the popular kids and the honor students alone. Although I was thinking of visiting my former second home again, I really do not want anything that will make my mood damaged.
Do you think I have forgiven my first serious crush at school? Yes. I moved on from him because I feel that he’s no longer the cutesy-type of guy. Oh, and he’s already part of the popular kids.
Forgiveness is really hard, but let’s face it: Keeping grudges won’t really help you.
Why I quit the training-for-officer program in high school
I wasn’t really meant to be an officer after all. My officer friend had these very high expectations, which is, a fact.
However, the “culture” that used to annoy most students is finally making everything lenient. Lenient? Yes.
If I were an officer, I might be the most lenient and the most tolerant. However, having the duties of an officer should be taken seriously and not for granted. If this officer training used to be taken seriously, now everyone’s doing favoritism. They choose the lamest and the most incompetent of officers, and most of all, privates.
I may not have received the “best private” award, but being a dutiful private proved me right. After all, being aware of being a good example to your fellow students is really… an honor.
You might not want to believe this, but yeah. I was dreaming about being in my former second home if in fact, I’m safe in college.
I really don’t like the fact that I’m in college, but yet I’m still third year high school. How’s that? It’s really a nightmare for me since I really never thought of coming back in that place. I thought it was the worst of nightmares.
College ka na, tapos ‘yun pala, high school ka parin? You know the feeling of being in college but still attending high school, which sounds ridiculous. It’s ridiculous, indeed, that you are being prevented from finishing your degree in college because you are still in high school. Remember, I thought of this as the worst of all nightmares not because I really abhor the system of my former second home, but because I have to undergo the most arrogant of all teachers, and worse, being stuck in a very annoying part of the investigatory project. How’s that?
I do not want to dream about that ever again. I just… don’t want that.
If I were not Filipino…
No doubt. I’m Japanese, or European. But more Japanese, that is.
Everyone goes to Japan, but the first impression would be, “I wanna go back home!” However, once you go back home, you’ll appreciate it. Japan’s really a very nice place to visit and all the boring shit will be the most interesting.
I always wanted to visit Tokyo, but because it was struck by an earthquake, I think Osaka’s the best place to visit. Yep, that’s right. The home of everything food, comedy and breathtaking view, everything’s Japanese. Not to mention Kansai is more Japanese than Tokyo, that is.
Tokyo, Japan — the land of gadgets, anime, etc.
I might become a singer, then an actress, singing and become popular.
Also, I might have many benefits in visiting other countries, without a need for a visa. I think it would be the best experience.
The game is still on the go, but people are too lazy to join! Nah, don’t be shy! It’s a challenge, remember?
Blogger Profile: Miho
The half-Japanese, half-Filipina tourism student is one of the many famous bloggers not only in my former second home, but she keeps a deviantArt account that has many followers. If she wasn’t that good then as a photographer, at least she has improved. Siya nang maraming followers/watchers sa deviantArt xD. She is well-admired for her friendliness and most of all, the way she shows her kawaii side. Although being Japanese in looks, her heart belongs to the Philippines.
She has other blogs since she loves blogging a lot. I think I could almost relate with her since she was blogging about who she was before until her blog entries are starting to be like that of a real blogger. I really do not know if she has a new blog, but anyway, I think she has a lot of things to share, at least.
Typing in just one shutter click away
Photo blogs, or we call it, “PH-logs.” This term is coined by Andrew Pamorada, a proud Lasallian photographer who currently works for The LaSallian. Yep, that’s what most bloggers do. Aside from Kuya Andrew or “Andoy,” of course, who doesn’t even know Tricia Gosingtian, a fashion photographer and at the same time, a blogger? HA! She’s listed in “Interesting People” and you know how to find her there, right?
Creating a photo blog isn’t just blogging and taking pictures. It’s actually something that you want to express yourself… through pictures, that is. To express yourself in that way, there should be creativity. Aside from that, there should be aesthetics. This may sound technical, but y’know what I mean. Having a good photograph should speak a thousand words in it. So, yeah.
Join this challenge! (Simply comment and do the same as what I’m doing, mmmk?) Post a blog entry about your thoughts coming from the stream of consciousness, not from traditional drafts. Or it’s like this: Write a draft that directly comes from the stream of consciousness then type it in your blog.
So, I’ll start the game first.
Blogger Profile: Arnie
The nicest and most approachable person that I knew, she was an editorial staff member of the Filipino section of the Ignacian Imprint. I didn’t expect that she’ll be a CAT officer.
Having connections with her is like knowing her more as a person. Aside from being a CAT officer, she’s also from the honors’ section. I was wondering why her high school life was colorful.
When she knew that I am taking up ISE, she said that she passed that course, but she chose to study in a state university due to the scholarship that she applied.
The only thing which is hard to believe is that, she’s an only child. I thought she has brothers or sisters, but yeah… most of her blog entries do not mention that she’s either the eldest child.
It’s quite hard to believe since she’s not spoiled at all, unlike other soloist offspring. It doesn’t seem obvious, but it’s just the way life is. Sometimes, the middle child is the spoiled brat, or the youngest. The eldest child, well, never mind.
A Low-Profile Life
If you’d notice, I do not talk much about my personal life here or family matters. Being the eldest child, I’m always treasured for being the first-born child. I am just like any other person there who walks to school and enjoys an ordinary life.
I’d never been a class president, but I was a peace officer, and the worst assistant beadle with most mishaps. I do not like to be the beadle since… it sucks ass, alright. However, I learned something from this experience. I usually become the group leader, although it’s against my will to become one.
Each time the dark past comes back to me, I usually keep this journal about my horrid experiences during first year college. It isn’t already in the net anymore.
I challenge you to do this
That’s right! Posting something in random will help you enhance your English skills. If you think it can’t help you, then start typing a decent blog entry with a catchy title on it.