Pool party in Silvino Maceren Sr.’s crib. Wordless yet picture-heavy.
Photos by Amyl Ortiz + Pat Gallardo + Scott Sandal + Amyl’s camera
Post-processing by Pamelle Gallardo
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profaneinsanity’s photography meetup last March 12. Had fun with everybody <3.
(I’m the one in stripes if you can’t see me. xD)
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I know this is pretty last minute but I got a text from a close friend of mine on Tumblr, Glenn (@pseudoperfection), that he’ll be visiting Cebu on March 12-13. I’ve been thinking of a Photography Meet Up for a very long time already and I knew it was the perfect time to pursue it. Glenn is also a photography hobbyist, as well as Janna, and they’ll be our sure speakers for the day.
You don’t need DSLR cameras for the meet-up (but it’s okay if you’re going to use one), as long as you have a camera then it’s cool. You can share your insights on photography as well. If you don’t have a camera, then just go and stick around for the fun! :)
If you want to model for us, then go ahead! Wear your best outfit, with/without hair and make up and come :)
Reblog :)
See you there guys! Drop by if you’re free or something. :)
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Today, our school held our year level sportsfest after the cake raffle. I was made the invocation.
I wasn’t supposed to be nervous about it, mainly because I already finally got used to speaking in front of a crowd, but when I went up the stage, the microphone stand was raised too high for me to reach.
I tried lowering the microphone, but it would fall. In the end I had to tiptoe and read my prayer painstakingly slow because I had a hard time holding my notebook and keeping balance at the same time.
I hate my height.
The ToC is something like the Junior-Senior prom of our school. Most of the event was pretty much standing, eating, and dancing. I had lots of fun, which I think is pretty evident in this picture:
I just loooove the disco and dancing. Don’t you?
Art inspired by Ate Lace’s pretty cotillion dress. So *o*. Part of the New Canvas series. :)
Black Star held my hand today.
We take our rides in the same stop, so even though we don’t ride the same tricycle, there are times when we kinda have a little time together.
He just came back from walking The Girl to her stop when I was about to go to another place to catch a ride. It was then that he said, “Hey, let’s share” and held my hand while he tried to go under the umbrella as well. Sadly, I really needed to go. When I told him that I had to leave, he went all, “Ah? Really? GOOO!!” and he gave me a gentle push at the back.
If only I didn’t have to go home early, I could have waited with him under the rain.
/fail Paint attempt
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Walking Home Alone
So many couples would walk from school to home together these days. They walk together underneath colorful umbrellas, and make the single and loveless feel like trash.
Remember what I said how my crush of three years is going all M.U. with this friend of mine? Well, she was really guilty when she told me about it. She said, “I know that you like BS for about three years. So that’s why I don’t want to tell you this.”
Too bad I already figured it out. It was obvious by the way his friends were teasing him about it, and The Girl didn’t even try to hide the pleasure she got from all the attention she was receiving from his friends.
I won’t say that I’m hurt, but it’s more of an “Oh’ feeling. I felt myself go, “Oh, so that’s the type HE likes huh?” Compared to the rumors of his past crush, I don’t really see anything not to like in her. She’s good at dancing, she’s far more mature, she has her hair rebonded, and she can talk to boys really well. She’s nothing like me: nerdy, gawky, stiff in dancing, and hopeless with boys.
Sometimes, I feel as if the only thing I’m good at is drawing. But when I look back at my work, and see some other, better artist, I realize that maybe I’m not so good at what I believe I’m ever good at at all.
I’ve had this concept about rainy days and mood swings and how they are related to my personal life and current situation in my head for a while now, but I’m too lazy to set up the tablet, and far too busy with homework (*cough* Filipino essay *cough*) to start making a new art piece.
I decided to post some pictures I took. Mainly because I believe that I am a multi-talented fifteen year old who is not only good at art, but at pictures too./sarcasm
Sleeping turkeys me and Pamelle saw one night near a not yet opened hotel near home.
Sketches of Cho Chang, Luna Lovegood, and other Harry Potter female characters on some brown cartolina. I was busy with a Filipino comic thing (I had to redo it because my partner is a horrible freeloader who only nags at people), and doodle on an extra piece to relieve the stress.
Last year’s recollection photos from a classmate’s cam which I never got to upload. I took most of the photos and she asked me to copy them in a folder in my PC and upload them to Facebook or wherever. I got the copying thing right, but I never really got to uploading them. Pretty tiring if you ask me.
Me working on that fail Filipino comic thing. I was to illustrate chapter twenty-three of Noli me Tangere, but I added my own version of the dialogue in broken Filipino. ._.
Maybe I should just stick to drawing.
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