The culminating night for Numina 2011 was held last Saturday, Sept 24. Below is a photo of my official entry. It’s under the photo manipulation category. I used a photo of the Adidas shoes I got, then manipulated it. Initially, I planned to make it look like as if the person was looking into a kaleidoscope but, I kinda got lazy and decided to make it more simple. This entry is entitled ‘Flower Power’ just because it looks like a flower from afar.
This same night, ACTM music pool, had a performance. We were supposed to sing ‘I Love Rock and Roll’ and ‘Raise Your Glass’ but, Rockwell had this decibel limit so…they did not allow our songs. So we ended up singing ‘Slow Dancing in a burning Room’ by John Mayer. - Which by the way…I only know like one line from the lyrics. Then, we took chances and still sang ‘I Love Rock and Roll’. Who cares right? We already practiced for it.
(This is me and Emman with my entry || Nope, we are not the same height, i’m just wearing kickass heels to make me taller)
Well, aside from the song boo boo, our performance was moved a few minutes earlier due to program difficulty, so Emman ended up not being able to watch us perform. Still, he went there right after his game to support me. <3 Thank you.
I don’t know if i’ll be posting the video from the performance since looked like a giant awkward turtle while singing. :| I’ll think about it.
I gained more than 15 pounds since freshman year; gained a few inches around my body; increased to a few dress sizes. I missed the time when i’m sure I fit those free size dresses and and when im sure I fit a small or size zero. I never thought I could actually walk the runway again (how big or small the event is) because of my (1) height and (2) weight.
Then I saw a tweet. My friend was looking for models for a party, and as a joke, I replied. To make the long story short, she listed me as one of the models during MCA Hoopla- MCA week’s culminating party held last September 23.
A list, along with Nicee Atienza couture are the featured clothes for the fashion show.
Below are some photos during fashion show and after the show.
I love this picture because my legs don’t look huge. I’m probably the smallest and biggest girl on the show. HAHA.
What do I like about this? The thrill of having makeup artists around, knowing what to wear, wearing heels meeting new people and all those things that come with it.
Thanks to Martha for listing me in! <3 I’ll forever love you!
Even though I accepted the fact that i’m too small for modeling, it’s not always a closed door right? I hope I lose weight asap so that this wonderful experience will happen again. *crosses fingers* Although…at the rate i’m eating, divine intervention na ata ang kailangan ko.
Someone dies every five seconds. We are reminded about death everyday but somehow, it does not create an impact because those who die are just people that are part of the statistics.
When I was a kid, going to Cebu is always part of my summer vacation plans. Going there is something I really look forward to. I remember running around the house of my grandparents, playing in the garden, or play hide and seek.
My grandfather is a man of small words. Even if he does not talk much, you know he loves us by showing it in small and simple actions. He used to take us to Jollibee, or buy us a gallon of ice cream. He drives us around and makes sure we’re having fun. That for him,is showing his love.
Today, during lunch, I was going down from Gonzaga Cafup. I checked on my phone and saw a message from my mom. “Daddylo passed away na.”
For the first time in my life, I felt death. It hit me hard. Rock hard. Ganito pala feeling. To think we were not even that close. Still after reading that message, it left me standing there. I felt empty and my hands were cold. I was frozen.
This person was not just someone who is part of the numbers that statisticians count.
My grandfather was someone who mattered to me.
Late July to early August, we visited him. Before I left, I told him “Get well soon, drink your medicines okay?” Then I hugged him. He was teary eyed, and hugged me back. I left knowing that it might already be the last time I will see him. And it was.
I am sad but I know, that this is all just part of God’s plan.
I believe he is in a better place now. No more suffering. :)