Am I the next top model?

Modeling...It came to a point that I really love those models that I see in the television. They're tall and thin. Several people told me that I can be a model because of those characters. For me, being a model is like having a beautiful face, white skin, and pointed nose. So I have the beautiful face but I don't really have the white skin and pointed nose. I am quite tall. I am quite thin. It was one of my dream to be a model (print ad/ramp). Why? Because I love those creative photo shoots. I love those colorful clothes at the ramp. I can never be a model. Why? Because nobody can discover me. *Low self esteem on*


I think that I am kinda good in the ramp. I always say "be fierce." Being fierce is like being Tyra Banks. Tyra Banks was the goddess of fierce while I am just the local fierce princess *insert high self esteem* 


Okay, to cut this long dramatic story short. I had my first ramp at our mini-program for our course requirement. The said event consisted a fashion show of various traditional and ethnic clothes in the Philippines. The Philippines has it's rich and beautiful culture, my block has it's beautiful and unique girls. 


Here are some of my photos from my friend's camera:

 from l-r: Ina, Leila, yours truly, and Shannen. This was before the show starts.

This is me. This is my moment. HAHA

 And voila! :) 

"You got to be fierce...have attitude...show off your assests" - Tyra Banks

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Lastly, being a model doesn't mean having the perfect body and face. Being a model is being confident and living with a good values in life. ;)

¿ Hablas español ?

Today is Friday, last day of our Midterm Examination. Last subject in line was Spanish I. I can say that I can read and write things in español but I am not really good enough. I reviewed for the Midterm Exam but it seems that everything was a twist of fate. 


No MULTIPLE CHOICE because it is a language course, it needs application. Ate Steph, my 2nd cousin's cousin (who I considered as my 1st cousin), taught me Spanish online via Facebook because she knows how to speak fluently in Spanish but she is in Japan. Thank you modern technology! Mama and Daddy knew how to speak in Spanish too. Daddy was really fluent (how I wish to have his Spanish tongue). Sometimes we talk in Spanish because I'm applying the things I've learned in my Spanish class at home.


Anyway... When I received the test paper my face was like "Huh? What is this?" I know how to do everything from numbers to conversation. I am aware of my spelling. I am afraid because I might use the wrong verbos. It's really funny because all directions were in Spanish and I just read and tried to understand. Numeros really made my nose bleed. Como vas and donde blah blah was the hardest part for me because I haven't memorized the locations and I cut class when my professor was discussing about directions (because I was sleepy). 


I can't get over it. I was really depressed. Spanish is one of my favorite language in the world because it is used in different countries. I don't know if it is me or it's my professor. I don't know. I got few mistakes in my quizzes. I think I am good. I hope my MIDTERM EXAM will be as high as my quizzes. *crossedfingers*


estoy infermo ... (i am sick)




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Clamor of a simple college student

I knew this will happen. 


Yesterday, I safely got home from school (I skipped my practice for WYD and Rhetoric). On my way home, I saw the flashing lightning (as if it was a flash from a camera), heard the booming thunder (which scared me to death), felt the cool wind (which was not really cool at all, it is more sticky I guess), and smelled the scent of the rain. 


I slept as early as 9pm (I usually sleep at around 11pm - 1am). I was really really tired because of the stress in school. Actually I was sleeping in front of my teacher in Church while she was discussing and now I felt so guilty. I did not even wrote a blog because my eyelids were falling. So I slept. I think of my angel before I sleep and then bang I am already asleep. I had a dream but I forgot about it. The pictures were really blurry, I guess it was because of my tiredness. 


Mama woke me up as early as 4:30 A.M. I asked her if there's a class today. I went to the bathroom and took my bath (of course! What are you thinking? EATING in the bathroom?! Common sense). I still hear the news in the TV. I'm still waiting for the announcement. 


"No class in preschool, elementary & high school in National Capital Region (NCR)." I wish I never graduated in high school. 


I still manage to go to school. I slept at the bus because I am really sleepy. I felt my head falling in and out so I woke up. I'm still in the bus. I watched the morning news (Unang Hirit) in the bus. Good thing Arnold Clavio, the reporter, was having a phone patch interview with someone-big-in-the-CHEd (Commission on Higher Education). I really paid attention because I think "HE (WHOEVER HE IS) WILL ANNOUNCE THAT THE CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED!" 


This was what Arnold Clavio told that guy in CHEd (I forgot his name because I was sleepy.) There's a little difference between 4th year high school and first year college. His point is WHY CHEd is not suspending the class yet?. I do not understand what the CHEd guy told him. For me it was like: decide on their own. If there's no way then don't go to school (the logic was somehow like that). They also say that the universities are in charge of that matter (suspension of classes). 


Yes, there was no storm signal number but there was heavy rain. Yes, Department of Education suspends the class from preschool to high school in NCR because of the FLOOD (usually it's because of the flood).


THERE WERE ALSO HIGH SCHOOL INSTITUTES NEAR MY UNIVERSITY. 


WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS? THEY STILL DON'T KNOW IF THEY'LL SUSPEND OUR NOT.


I was still inside the bus. Thinking. Thinking how to get at my school without getting my precious feet wet. While the traffic light was red, I got down the bus. I saw a VERY DIRTY RIVER IN TAFT AVENUE. 


I really don't know what to do. I still wait for a pedicab to arrive, and I was thankful because a pedicab arrived as soon as I wished for it. Two UP (University of the Philippines) students wearing their cute white uniforms joined me in the pedicab. The level of the flood was quite high to reach the pedicab. My pedicab mates got their feet wet, good thing I put my feet at the opposite side of the pedicab. (HOW I WISH YOU CAN ALL VISUALIZE THESE THINGS). 


I arrived at my school around 6:50 A.M. My mom called and said CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED IN UST (University of Santo Tomas) and in St. Paul. I ALREADY SHOUT AT MY ROOM "CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED IN ST. PAUL..." AND WE YELLED "YEAHHHHHHH...YES! YEHEY!" ..."SAINT PAUL Q.C (OTHER BRANCH OF ST. PAUL)" 


Even my blockmate texted me that ST. PAUL MANILA's class was suspended. 


I was out of our room with my block mates. We sat at nearby bench, some were standing. 


We heard the most familiar bell in every school - the bell of announcements (that's what I call it just now). We heard a heart beat (lub dub lub dub). 


(not exact words but the same thought)
"Good morning. This is from the office of the President. To all the students, faculty and staffs who are here in the school...YOU MAY NOW GO HOME"


"YES! WUHOOOOOOO."


All I wanted was an early announcement of class suspension because I spend 1/4 of my baon to go to school. I spend an effort to go to school.


All I clamor for a better development of the road in all schools in Metro Manila. 


I am also a college student. In behalf of all the college student who experienced the same things in this blog WE ARE NOT WATER PROOF so are our professors. :)





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