Showing posts with label self-portrait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-portrait. Show all posts

Monday, May 23, 2011

SELF-PORTRAITURE: April and May 2011 and HAPPY BLOGOVERSARY

to me!

Wow I didn't even get to post the past couple of months... that's how time flew. I must've had fun.

Blog! It's been 4 years. Man!

I have nothing much to say except I need to get some sleep because I just came from a long ass ride home from Dumaguete City with my family and I am not myself when I am this tired. Travel is a bitch when you ain't rich. Ha.

For documentation purposes, I'm just going to leave these here:

shit-eating grin - on my way to Hush Hush 5 - April 2011


my birthday, May 2011


My face is a mound of dough right now. Food's been my best friend and worst enemy lately and forever but I want to go to the gym because I want to fit into my old hipster clothes again. Ha. I kid.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

SELF-PORTRAITURE: March 2011

Kidding. Just showing off my photoshop skills. Ha!

Okay, here I am.

At Vinyl On Vinyl, The Collective. Behind me, my favorite painting there.

We have finally arrived at the last week of March (like it's a place). My nephew, Tony, turned seven yesterday and again, all of us here at the homeland missed it. He had a little kiddie party. Every time my sister, nephew, and niece turns a year older, I always wish the entire family could be together but I know the most important thing is, we're all well at the time. I wish everything goes smooth and their plan to come visit next year pushes through. ONE WHOLE MONTH WITH MY LOVES. God! 


Stop the presses! This just in!

I'm going back to school this summer to enroll my internship units. What happened was, I got on the job training last May without enrolling because we (Mimie and I) got the call about a month after the summer enrollment was over. We had to wait a whole year for this and now, here we are. Although I have like 3 more subjects left to take, I'm starting to get my hopes up about graduating this year. 

Fuck. For real. Buckets of tears.

Mine and my parents' tears, that is.

Fuck. I seriously hope this is going to happen. My parents will be happy. Big pats on their backs. It will be awesome for them. As for me, who was never a fan or a big believer of diplomas, I'll be the same. Maybe with a higher chance of getting a job, but I'll be the same.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

SELF-PORTRAITURE: Ferbuary 2011


Right after dinner with my Ma and Pa. I still got a bit of makeup on. I'm a huge fan of makeup, although not as obsessed as other people. I got a box full of it, mostly hand-me-downs. I rarely buy my own shit. I'm one of them people who aren't blessed with great looks and I didn't really care much when I was younger but as I got older, I've gotten a lot more interested in making myself look better. I think it's alright.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

SELF-PORTRAITURE: January 2011


Assuming that I'm going to be blogging until (and if ever) I reach 40, I'm going to take a monthly photo of myself. This is a great idea, wouldn't you agree?

Also thinking I'd someday turn the photos into an animated .gif or better yet, a slideshow with a really sentimental background song about aging or letting go. Hahaha. Fuck no.