| The Shoot |
[14 Jul 2009|08:14pm] |
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The photographer sent us some of the RAW shots that he liked from last Sunday; the floor director included one edited picture that he took with his point-and-shoot. Since I don't want to show any of the official photos yet, I'll just share the unpro one.
Vanity Fair-esqued RCS
I wish I'd titled my head a little more sideways, and Erwin could've rested his head on Nez's legs instead; but other than that, I cannot wait to make the posters and start marketing for the show in September! All you friends had better watch it or else it's FO.
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2 Blossoms  Knot the Stem
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| Troubles + Upsides |
[14 Jul 2009|12:36pm] |
Had my first big exam on my Speech Pathology major today. Had the RCS photoshoot last Sunday. Planning the next steps until completion in September. Lab hatred. My aunt died last Sunday. Gig on Thursday and the organizer's difficulty in getting wireless microphones. An almost-two week old sore throat and a more recent cold.
... but there's Chinese food, and exams that we pass, and blossoming relationships (I'm jumping ahead here, I don't know what's going on with them), and my dog wanting to cuddle tho his face is dirty and he stinks like rotten food. There's nearing the end of this day when I can lay in bed and just lay in bed.
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| School is (Most Def) Cool |
[07 Jul 2009|08:39pm] |
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When I get home from school, or during my free days, or even on my way to school, I make it a point to go through my (very messy) notes. If I read them over a bunch of times, I don't need to make a conscious effort to memorize what I've written, they just latch onto my memory; and because of this, I now know how it feels to ace a test! Snaps!
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| First & Last |
[30 Jun 2009|10:24pm] |
This morning, I put on my uniform for the first time. This afternoon, my mom left the office as Senior VP for Medical Services for the last time. I cannot begin to explain how ambivalent these make me feel. The implications of the latter make me more motivated to do well in the former, AND NOW! It is the beginning and end of eras. I'm scared, but I will and am pushing on.
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I've been having trouble sleeping again. It could be all these changes, or it could be environmental geology seeping into my subconscious, always reminding me of doomsday prophecies. Then there's that movie, 2012. It could also be the heat, the gloominess, the heaviness of the air. It could further be the recession, the most recent plane crash, terrorism, torture, the government and abusive arranged-marriages. There are so many reasons for me to be happy in my little shell, but awareness gives cause for dejection; but it's part of life to accept that we are always part of a bigger picture. Ignorance is bliss, but also unrewarding. So, I've decided that knowing is good, and that I can choose to put on rose-colored glasses and do something to make the world less dismal. Small, positive things everyday, firsts that will last and ones that I will have no fear of ending.
I have another thing in mind that I think of fondly, one that I don't mind being the first and last.
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| Blah-ness |
[28 Jun 2009|09:38pm] |
My friends said I was "doing college right" this time around. That's true and funny and sad. I was making lab schematic diagrams on a Saturday. I get annoyed when classmates talk to me during lecture. I roll my eyes when students come to class saying, "Oh that was due today?"
Two of my dogs have been looking sickly, and the third has been acting extra distant and aloof. It makes me sad.
I wasn't able to attend the leadership seminar I was excited about. I'm very turned off.
I have been noticing a little more each day that I have trust issues with regard to everything. I'm not sure where my mistrust, over-cautiousness and paranoia stem from, but I find it irritating to feel this way especially now that I'm aware and can't control it. It makes me think things I don't want to, and do things that even I disapprove of. Maybe there is an assurance I'm looking for that I haven't gotten, then maybe I will feel more at ease about many things.
I've been happy, no doubt, but antsy too. Could it be school? It's always been a cause for anxiety, I think I'm tipping over again.
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| Middle of the Week HappySad |
[23 Jun 2009|09:51pm] |
I've been more than passing my quizzes, have been having time to play silly games like Cooking Dash and Carrie the Caregiver (not as cool nor as much fun), have been blessed with one more week of not-so-busy Ry because of the suspension of UST medicine (sadly, because of more a(h1n1) cases), and still have had enough time to read lessons ahead, write thought-out papers after which I was rewarded with a fantastic Father's Day lunch and afternoon of shopping with my family, and a night of wine (and regrettably, gin) with a couple of friends I won't see for a while.
... and that was the epitome of a run-on sentence, but whatever, I'm not in the mood to reread anything tonight. I'm sad about some friends that seem to be drifting apart from me, one of whom, I feel, is acting strangely because of a new boyfriend. The other, eh, she has always been weird, I'm just ticked at the pettiness of it all.
Today I took a risk and didn't wear boots to school, and luckily I had gotten into the car after school before the rain poured.
Last night, someone forgot to let Bruce in, and he spent his first night outside the house.
I was so hungry after class, I finished an entire bag of Sashimi chips, the cheap ones from Regent.
I wasn't told earlier, and unfortunately I had gotten my hopes up, but I won't be attending the leadership seminar this weekend.
I'm gonna watch the Transformers tomorrow. Eric might be there, two days fresh from the States and probably still smelling of Texas, which could either mean the nasty swine flu from nearby Mexico or the even nastier recession.
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