18 Cheers to Teenage Dreams ♥

Last Saturday, October 8, my gorgeous HS classmate Ferica celebrated her debut at C3 Events Place in Greenhills. To begin with, Gox and I met up at Mcdo Taft at around 6 PM where we waited for her dad to pick us up. When it finally arrived, the two of us fixed ourselves up and did our makeup. After a litany of directions on how to get to the place itself and getting stuck in the traffic, we finally arrived at around 7:45 PM. As soon as we got out of the car, we were greeted by our batchmates and the IV-3 girls with compliments about how my dress looked amazing and how much weight I’ve lost the past year. As for the wacky Iya, she teased me about attending the debut in St. Peter’s because of my black dress. Haha! For the first time since graduation last March, I got to see my GS friend Cellia! We spent minutes talking about her One Direction fandom, my college life, and everything revolving our silly lives while waiting for the program to begin. 

The party began at around 8:20 PM. We watched a video slideshow of photos from the debutante as a baby to the present. We were in awe when outtakes from her debut photoshoot were presented because it looked like a real magazine photoshoot from Vogue. I wonder when can I come up with something as breathtaking as this. So after the video, Ferica came out in her astonishing purple dress to the tune of Fergie’s “Glamourous”. From that moment, we finally got the idea why we were forbidden to wear anything pink or purple.  Several minutes after that, we had a dinner of garden salad, penne pasta in tomato sauce, paella (my favorite from the event), roasted chicken, and creme brulee! I wanted to get more of the penne and paella but I was kind of embarrassed since there were lots of guests in attendance. Despite having one serving each only, I was able to satisfy my cravings. During the dinner, all of us invaded the photobooth. 

the debutante in her spanking pink dress 

Outtake from the AVP featuring her debut photoshoot

We were then treated to a surprise number by no other than the “Christmas in Our Hearts”  hitmaker himself, Jose Mari Chan! It was interesting to know that Jose Mari is her godfather even though she never mentioned anything about him back in our HS days. Anyhow, his voice was very pleasant and sounded as amazing as it is on record. The 18 Roses part made many of us guests tear up because all of the men in her life danced with her. Suddenly, in the middle of her dance with her dad, they performed to Barbie Girl! Seeing the father-daughter tandem made me miss my dad and our hilarious moments together ♥

What’s with a party without the upbeat stereo, the camera flashes, and dancing until the break of dawn? That’s right! All of us spent the whole night breaking out in the dance floor while everyone took pictures of those delirious moments. After about an hour and a half of dancing and music, the party officially ended at 12:30 AM. We spent the rest of the night chatting with our old classmates and our newfound Thomasian friends. We had bonding time at Mcdo Greenhills right after and eventually Alecs’ parents brought Gox, Ja, and I home. When I got home, I immediately uploaded the photos. Surprisingly, I got bombarded with 4 friend requests and 57 notifications on Facebook roughly ten hours after the party. 

Don’t stop make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up

Thank you IV-3, batchmates, UST friends, and of course the debutante herself for an ecstatic and unforgettable night! Looking forward to the next birthday celebrations with my HS friends ♥

***Photos from Aly, Erika and yours truly :)

100611: LASARE1

I wasn’t able to blog about this last Thursday because I was so tired when I got home from the retreat house. In contrary to what Lasallian freshmen (past and present) say about the LASARE1 that it’s boring as hell, it was FUN. It was better than I expected - not much of lectures, lots of games, delicious food, and lots of bonding time with friends and blockmates. No pictures for this because we weren’t allowed to bring a camera :( Albeit this, everything was awesome from the beginning of the recollection up until the very end.

Highlights of the day:

• Played this game where our block was divided into four groups. Each were named as the following: Volleyball Spike, Swimming Dive, Basketball Shoot, and Football Kick (the group I ended up with). Turned out everyone won :)


• We had two snacktimes and lunch. For the morning snacks, we had pancit. Pork steak, turon (one for each person) and veggies were up for lunch while sandwiches were served in the afternoon. 


• We had a skit activity that was so entertaining to watch


• The best part of the day: 90-MINUTE LUNCH PERIOD! Was inside a secret room with a bunch of blockmates where we spilled secrets. Yes, LOTS of secrets >:)


• Enjoyed talking to the priest during confession where he gave me lots of great advice


• At the end of the day, we had Mass. Unfortunately, something happened which lead us to the making of our individual LASARE1 reflection paper due the following morning.

Thank you LR23 for that Happy Thursday! I hope we’ll all be in LASARE2! 

6. I don't get it why people are so obsessed with getting a huge number of likes on their Facebook profile pictures.

“Please like my profile picture and I’ll love you forever!” I don’t know why people make a fuss over it. 

Based on my experience, I have schoolmates in FB who get 100 likes on their profile pictures. Some of them have breathtaking pictures that is why they deserve to get a staggering number of likes. In contrast, I get skeptical whenever I see average-looking girls’ photos with more thumbs-up than they are supposed to have. Worse, the more attractive girls don’t get as much attention as they receive when it comes to their DPs. The question comes to mind: is beauty measured by the number of likes you receive on your Facebook DP? Do you believe in the superficial statement (according to some)“The more likes you receive, the prettier you are whereas no likes means you’re ugly" ? 

The answer is no. 

A picture does not show who you are as a person. It may speak a thousand words but there is always a secret lying beneath the smile, the colors, and how the shot was made. There is so much more than that. You may have a thousand likes on your default image but it was made possible only with the help of Photoshop. Besides, being pretty is different from being photogenic. There are people who are gorgeous in real-life but look wasted in photos whilst some transform unbelievably on-cam albeit their average in-person looks. If you ask me, I’ve seen lots of people in both sides.

It’s okay to ask me to like your DP - only if it really is Facebook-worthy.

Wake Me Up When September Ends

September was, overall, a satisfactory month. It was a mix of ups and downs. The first two weeks were bad, but the tide turned in the latter days of the ninth month in the calendar. If you may have noticed, I don’t blog about my day in essay form anymore because I want to keep everything simple. What matters is not failing to leave the key events of the day in my post. 

But first things first, it was Ondoy’s second birthday last September 26. However, history has repeated itself last Tuesday, when Pedring annoyed Meralco’s millions of customers all over the country. 

Without further anticipation, let me tell you what happened on the clash of typhoon Pedring in the Philippine shores and last Friday’s lunch treat. 

September 27

• Woke up at around 6AM to a text that classes were suspended


• As soon as I read the message and climbed back to bed, the power went off - and it went for six hours


• While the electricity was out, I finished reading Jodi Picoult’s Nineteen Minutes


• As mentioned above, the lights were back at 2PM and immediately checked my Twitter feed


• My Twitter feed was DEAD because almost everyone had no Internet connection and electricity

The next day, classes were suspended once again in DLSU because of the power problems. That night, I got my monthly allowance and had a carefree dinner with my aunt in Jollibee. 

Meanwhile, last Friday was superb. Tisha’s birthday is this Wednesday, but she decided to celebrate it on the last day of September since we had free cut in FILDLAR. Supposedly, she will treat us in Gravy Fix this Friday for a lunch of their tantalizing chicken and Oreo Sundae. However, the free cut caused her to change plans. Instead of Gravy Fix, Tisha treated my blockmates and I in TGI Friday’s, Robinsons Midtown. The eight of us had a great time feasting on a whole-sized Baby Back Ribs with yummy fries, two plates of Mozarella Sticks (my personal favorite next to Mushroom Chicken), nine (?) cups of rice, and fruitshakes. After the lunch, we went to Starbucks and chilled there to pass the time.

When I got home that afternoon, Tita Badette and I headed to SM San Lazaro for the 3-day sale. We wanted to look for affordable yet pleasant dresses and shoes which we didn’t get to find, however. Despite going home without a shopping bag, we enjoyed making rounds in the many stalls set up outside the stores. For dinner, I had Greenwich chicken with java rice and onion rings. Finally, after four hours, Tita Badette and I went home dead-tired but delighted over that sale.

Yesterday, the two of us went to Divisoria to buy a cheap pair of shoes. Luckily, we bought one for only P150. I won’t be posting the photo because I was forbidden to do so:/

This Saturday will be a IV-3 reunion because of Ferica’s debut in C3 Events Place, Greenhills. Because of her finals week, she wasn’t able to distribute the invites. But according to her, we’re welcome as long as we informed her party organizer of our attendance. I don’t have a green / yellow / red / blue party dress so I settled with this instead. BTW, my mom owns this ;)

        

In other news, I’m psyched for the following events this week:

• Wednesday - CGEAT


• Thursday - LASARE1


• Saturday - Ferica’s debut / IV-3 reunion


• Sunday - Avon Fun Run in SM MOA

“If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask… with nothing beneath it?” - Jodi Picoult