Friday, September 7, 2012

One talented rapper

Ryu Hwayoung. April 22,1993
A pretty face with a pretty voice.

I don't know but I really like her voice. She's a former member of a Korean girl group. Now, she's on hiatus. Her face really resembles Park Shin Hye's. <3  Here's rap she's working on. :)

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Peek-a-boo!

Our graduation pictorial was held last August 24, 2012. While I was suffering from German measles, the class president told me that we were scheduled to have the pictorial that day. Left with no choice, I decided to have the pictorial. I talked to the editor. I asked her if she can edit the measles on my arms and legs. She said she can do it, and not to worry because the lighting will lessen the measles that I have on the picture. We were standing outside the room for two hours. When my name was called I felt glad that it will soon be finished. I wasn't really in the mood, because I was running a fever. Make-up and hairdo then the outfit. The dressing room annoyed me because it was small. Ten girls were inside. I cannot even move an arm because of the space. We had five outfits to wear: the black gown (toga), casual attire, corporate attire, Filipiniana, and the creative outfit. I do not want to reminisce how bothersome the changing of outfits were. So here are some pictures from the said pictorial.

Black toga. With yellow accent.
The color of my college.
Filipiniana attire. Red for love and pain that I experienced
during my years in college.
My casual attire. It's blue on blue. (Aqua)
'Coz I love the sea. :)
This outfit is big on me. My corporate attire.
For my creative shot, I chose the cowgirl outfit.


So there. The unofficial photos from graduation. :)


Last of August

I want to let you go. But each time I try, my heart is breaking into pieces.
Marry someone quickly. So I'd know that there's really no hope between you and I.
I know it's my greed. But I'm sorry. Seems like I cannot forget you even if you get married.
Do not think about me. I won't let you see me shed a tear. I wish I was born earlier.
If I was, will you look at me? If I was, will you love me? If I was, will you take me seriously?
You and I should have met sooner. I will always stare at you from afar, and hope that you're doing well.
I will bid my farewell. Because this is the last of August.