graduation...

It was a sort of celebration.

Excited chattering.

Black long robes.

Red ribbons.

Bouquets.

Students.

Teachers.

Families.

Exchange of hugs & handshakes.

It was definitely a day for the students a.k.a. graduates

to give themselves a pat at the back & say to themselves, "Congrats".

Graduation, a rite of passage, they say.

I have gone over you.

- B -

end of another chapter...

High school is over.

Realized once again just how fast the uncaring time can be.

CIMP, you will be missed.

- B -

the story of my angels~

If I remembered correctly, it all started when I was at the age of 15 /16?

A couple of close friends had shown me a few of their songs and even their photos. During then, I enjoyed their songs and only for that. A while after, I saw a couple of their MV / PV in a couple of music stores. Somehow it began to create a spark of interest towards them.

As we all kno, YouTube is the "go to" for videos and that's where I searched for more of their MV / PV. Soon, I found videos of them in various TV variety shows. I can't explain how thirsty I was then, for more of it. What attracted me to it was that these shows often made me laugh and their character attracted me even more.

Through the years, I became one of their support and continued to watch and listen to them. They made me smile, laugh till my tummy hurts, tear, and etc. They were my medicine and most importantly my lullaby to calm my nightmares.

Before I realize, I was naturally attached.

A while back, something terrible happened. For reasons that are too complicated for me to type broke them apart. They were all hurt and probably more down than one can imagine. Like a reflex, I was crushed when the news traveled to me.

That is that.

I could only continue to believe in them from a corner far away.

Always keep the faith.

- B -

masquerade...♥

Here it comes again, just when I thought my last was over. When I first heard the rumor about a prom for this sem, I thought its just what it is, a rumor. After confirming it was real, I was unsure whether to attend or not. However, in the end I was there.

Masquerade was the theme this time. In the beginning, I felt too lazy to look for something to wear but after a sudden inspiration from Lady Gaga, I found my way to what I wanted. It took some time to complete the look I was going for, but I was lucky since most of the things I found was accidental.

The night was held in the Holiday Villa, by SJMC. The hall was gorgeously beautiful. It has a romantic feel with a touch of ancient Greece / Roman-like interior furnish. The food was good and the performances weren't bad either. One of the most memorable performance was the fire-playing dance. Not sure what it's really called but its the same type of dance lilo's sister's bf did in the hotel. *from lilo & stitch* I have always wanted to watch one of those dances for myself and it came true.

After the night and the picture-taking sessions are over, most of us headed for the after party in M.O.S. Then on, its mostly just about having fun, getting loose and dancing our hearts out on the dance floor.

Reached home in the early a.m. exhausted, but managed to drag myself for a shower that felt nothing but a bliss. Keeping in mind that I've got no choice but to wake up at 6.30am for college, I decided not to sleep or it'll be tough to wake up. However, taking a 5min rest on the bed was a BAD idea. So I ended up falling asleep and waking up was a nightmare as expected.

Thanks to lack of sleep and drained of energy, I zombied through the day but I didn't regret anything because I had a blast.

Carpe Diem.

- B -

how to pick a piece of art...

Picking a piece of art is like picking a mate.

You'll see them everyday,

so you have to be able to live with it.

- picked up from "the break up" movie -

- B -