Sauna sauna sauna

Hello internet world, I'm now working. I've left the comforts of UST and this so-called "student life" for a more "mature" "socially-involved" world... of fashion! :D I'm currently a graphic artist for a direct selling company and things are going great, if you don't mind me saying.

But who wants to hear about my work?

No one.

I guessed as much.

I'm typing away at these rare dead in-betweens where work kind of just STOPS because we're waiting for an approval or somesuch. It's deathly hot in our window-less office, sweat is forming on my brow and *ting* I believe it's time to turn us over in this blasted oven-of-an-office. Did I mention I love my job?

I really do. Swear on my Harry Potter books.

*beep*
They finally turned the air conditioning on.

That's basically it. Hurr.

Loves to all. I'll blog again when I have something a bit more interesting to share.

Cheers!

An attempt at being productive

I have nothing much to say or post about except that this is my 60th post on this blog and I'm hella slow. I'm done looking at make-up looks for our photoshoot, (a job *someone* butt him/herself into), so now I blog.

Hello world, how are you?

Honestly, I'm not feeling that great. Confusion is a feeling I do not enjoy reveling in. What do I do? Do i bury it in the back of my closet like Carrie's Westwood wonder? Lost in reference? Go out and watch Sex and the City.

Hopefully, this time, human insistence and will will prevail.

I just hope I'm not giving up because I don't really want to.

Or do I?

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See? Confusion does not suit someone who wears such high heels.

I miss having a life outside work, eRO and sleep. I miss parties and get togethers. Being silly with a bottle of blueberry vodka in one hand and a frantic wave of a "go away!" in the other.

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I have a beach trip disguised as a family reunion. This may prove a turning point. I'm growing up so I think I should be allowed to venture to fun spots with Petter as company.

Cheers,
Creole

The madness continues

Hello dear readers/friends! I'm actually here in the office, taoiling away with lighter work translating disjointed chinese long finished and gone (I'm actually quite afraid of it resurfacing in the near future). I missed blogging so very much.

Well, as I said, I'm still working until next wednesday when I finally say "Sayonara!" to my iffy laptop, DSL-connection, orange office and funny officemates and finally let my summer start.

Nothing of great significance has happened between my post... well, excpet for this one thing. AdDos no longer exists at least in it's technical sense. We found out much to our (and our faculty's) surprise, our thesis class will define our section for the entire 4th year. So basically, the CFAD office proved itself to be made of suck and boo. Buuut we all have Addos aline in our hearts and we have each other in our far away sections. This just gives us an excuse to get together and drink for often! :D :D

There's also the passing of Isabella Blow, muse and fashionista extrodinaire. Now, I've never heard of her until my favorite fashion bloggers posted about her death and their devastation so I did a bit of research and oh my goodness am I super insipred! I actually feel sad that I haven't been able to actually follow her life and stuff. I wish I've known her longer because that would give me a real proper excuse to mourn such a genius' death.

Her gorgeous collection of hats and her brave and bold fashion picks has actually nudged me to take abolder step in my fashion chorva. And because of her I've actually started reading other bold fashionista blogs like Diane Pernet. More on Blow and her greatness soon in my fashion blog (Mad Mad Fashion).

Well, I will post more soon because I have to get back to work! :D

Lovingly yours,
Miss Creole

P.S. I love Milk Tea!

Work is trouble

Work really is trouble and old issues of insecurity and paranoia resurface.

Or maybe it's just too much coffee.

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Yesterday was my dad's Deathday anniversary. It's been 13 years since he's died and we really really miss him. When I remember him my eyes well up and I feel drained. I guess I haven't really paid much attention to him for so long. I really miss my dad.

I didn't have enough money to buy flowers for him yesterday so I'm counting our Monday get together will be a blast. I'm sure it will because everyone is going to be there!

I'm inviting dragging Petter so Leslie can start calling him a winner xD I love it.

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On better news. Sagar and Marishka are back together! I love this news so much and I'm so happy for the both of them!

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Wow, this post is really a rollercoaster of emotions.

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I'm typing happily away in the office because there's no one around. The PD people are somewhere having a meeting and the quietness makes me think better and be more productive.

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I really miss him too (even though wre just saw each other the other day). The past few days were so draining and all I need a good non-relative hug. Yeah.

I'm also hankering for some serious Kabab pigging out. Mmmm Keema with eggplant.

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For the first time ina very long time, I am very much broke. I can't even buy a bottle of C2 without thinking hard about it. Seriously!

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I promise pictures soon. :)

♥ Creole

P.S. Does anyone know a good diet pill? One that doesn't have severe side effects like cardiac arrests, an extra head or vagina failure? I really want to loose weight. For reals.

Work desu.

Wow... it's been a long time since I posted and I kind of feel guilty about abandoning this blog of mine.

Well... where do I start? I'm currently working level up games as a game dialouge editor. Pay is ok and the people are fun so it's pretty ok.

I watched Spiderman 3 (me and the rest of the Philippines) and it's ok while Pan's Labyrinth is made of GREAT.

I saw the HP: OotP trailer and I believe I just experienced a very powerful moviegasm. I'm so excited!!

I can't really post in complete and proper sentences because I've been typing froufrou sentences for the past 8 hours. Grah.

I miss blogging ;_;

Up and Down

Did you know it's a bitch trying to animate someone going up a flight of stairs (regular perspective, mind)? It is!

I want to re-do this thing because I want to redesign it. But submission is tomorrow and a grade of INC (which is kind of acceptable) is a no-no because my professor might leave next year. OHNOWHATDOIDONOW???

I only have around 5 seconds and I have to do a minute. Shet.

I love my poster though. I love photo references. They save academic lives.

♥
Creole

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. Please. 8D

Workaholic?

Khan tells me I'm a workaholic. Is this true?

2nd

Whoa. What? We're going to present on the second day (competition day) so we have a week to fix our shitty paper and get our act together. YES!

I'm planning on fixing the ads Monday evening together with our adprod project. It's going to be quick naman eh.

Petter and I saw 300 the other day. Holy shit, I wanna watch it again. Though there is something lacking about it, I can still honestly it's brilliant. I love the end credits. :D :D

Work work work. SO much work, so little time.

I'm glad I have a little David Sedaris to keep me company. Naked (by David Sedaris) promises good laughs.

Ta~ Off to buy some cake

♥ Creole

Tadpole feet

I'm cramming my adprac media plan assignment which isn't very smart, but at least the time pressure makes me think better. If my environment is lax, my brain is lax. I have bad work ethics. Boooo.

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Advan shoes are awesome. Sure, your feet resemble tadpoles when you wear a pair, but they're awweeesooome. In a sea of Nikes, Adidas and Chucks, you standout with your tadpole feet. Tadfeet. And they're dirt cheap too. I believe a pair of lace ups are 150 pesos and the Vans-type are 200 or something? Basta, they're cheap. I'll buy a pair someday and paint on them.

So it's sad when this personal pinoy pop-icon (it reminds me of PE days in STC --ew--) doesn't even have information available on the web. Another advan shoe pops up and it's from Japan. I want my canvas tadfeet shoes!

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I saw the trailer for 300 today. Oh gosh, I almost wet myself. I plan on breaking doors and other forms of public property after watching it next week :3 We also plan on eating in Mister Kabab after because it's Persian food. If we see the owner of the said establishment, we'll restrain ourselves from kicking him in the guts and into the vat of white garlic sauce. :D :D

Soooo excited!

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I'm doing my media plan now to JT's FutureSex.LoveSounds and I can't think!! D: D;

♥Creole

This day should be over

I had a surprisingly good day yesterday, even though it was sprinkled with unwanted flubs and overspending (I'm seriously running low on funds).

My Life Painting plate didn't suck so much (I got an 86 for 3 hours of crammed and crabby work!) and even though I flubbed (read: lost my balance for a nano-second) during the model screening, I passed it with my other model Jam (Muchos thanks to Johan and Asia!!). Sadly, my model of uber-choice, Karla (read: CFAD twin), didn't make the cut.

Some stupid fashion director of some agency asked her if she was willing to loose weight. What? I wanted my model to be curvy! As much as possible, I wanted them to be not stick thin! Not stick thin!! But to save the drama and wasted time, I decided to get the other model Asia got me.

So I have two semi-professional models and a cousin (Maui! ♥) under my management. I'll pay for all of their expenses and then some (regular trips to Starbucks so that they can have a good working relationship. Ha ha.). Oh, and me.

Hello? Do I see another Starbucks planner soon?? I hope not!

Speaking of which, I named my Starbucks planner Bebii.

Bebii is currently full of fashion show stressing, late Animation requirements, bugging of the sponsor-like sort and Pep Squad meetings. I never thought I had such a packed schedule!! I guess my need to fill up Bebii with the things I have to do contributes to me being so stressed and mataray. I don't want to see my Bebii go to waste, kasi naman sayang yung coffee and the permanent dent on my wallet and nervous system.

So much work! Pep Squad pa. I've been transfered from the Booster (taga-sigaw) department to the Drummer (taga-tambol) department. I'm not eve sure if I'm a bass or a snare drummer. God, I don't even know if I have what it takes. Bahala na.

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By the by, I created a fashion blog for my designs, fashion show schedule, details and my fashion-related opinions. It's still a work in progress.

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Drop me a line! Show me that you love me!

♥♥ Creole

P.S.
Today's saving factor: It's a weekend!

HOW IS MY DRING?

Excuse me, your what?

How is my dring?

Luwlz. I saw this the other day painted at the back of a white cab on my way to school. As many of you know (to the Filipinos who read this, at least) that every PUV (public utility vehichle) is required to have that at the rear end of their cars (together with the LTO hotline which isn't a hotline at all.). It's funny how the painter/writer/what do you call them exactly? missed a "V" and an "I". Ohoh. I just think it's amusing.

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Hectic hectic hectic! School's been hectic! Crazy! The fashion show is closer than we anticipated and there's some serious inner-group issues (nothing to be concerned of, of course, we can handle it.). I submitted my designs and had 2 approved and 2 "to be improved".

Which means I have to re-do my designs. Luwlz. I'm not happy with them.

The fashion show brings forth a whole bunch of issues.

he design, how is it related to the Sidewalk theme?

Excecution, will you make it in time? Will your sewers actually listen to you instead of going ahead and making this original-cut dress into a Manang's bestida?

Fabric, will this actually look good with this other type? Is is too thin? Stretchy? Light against this quilted linen?

Models. Will you find 4 in time? If you do, can they walk? Are they even tall enough? Will they listen or will they pull some serious Morgan and bitch out because they have "model" to put under their name?

Money. Simple. Do you have enough?

All these questions run through my messy head every time someone mentions fashion. It's fucking crazy I think I'm going to collapse!

But not.

Last fashion class I suffered a mild anxiety-attack. I started to palpitate, my head starts spinning and breathing is a chore. It seems like I'm pressured and expected to do an amazing job because for the past 2 1/2 years I'm in college I've ranted non-stop about fashion design. HARGH. At least I'm chillax now. I'm tryng to contact models and by models I mean friends who are interested.

If you are SMS me (o9158330136)! If you're 5"3 (w/ or w/o heels) you'd be awesome!

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And oh yeah, I suck at Package Design. Seriously.

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I also got my Starbucks planner! Marishka was mildy surprised to see me with one.

"May nagbebenta ba sa inyo nyan?"
"Wala."
"... So inipon mo lahat ng stickers for one?"
"Yup."
"Lupet mo babe, so wala ka nang pera?"
"Wala na."

Lol lol lol.

Maybe I should pull a Nicole Richie

And ditch the bad inflences in my life. Get rid of the MEGA NEGA factors, people and things that hurt me and my friends.

Of course I'd rather not talk about it because these factors insipre negativity, insecurity and dangerous dangerous paranoia. I don't think anyone needs that.

So please, stop making my life worse. Stop antagonizing me. Stop making my life a living hell.

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Back to work.

Let me take this oppurtunity...

To tell the world that I am so bloody pissed I cannot see straight.

Maybe I'm asking too much or maybe, for the first time in my life, I actually see someone is at fault. It's not even worth talking about.

Thanks guys, you just reverted me back into a MEGA NEGA BITCH.

Loves ya! *mwahmwah*

♥

Plus side:
I got to see and talk to Tokwa today. :"> If I keep writing like this it'll look like I'm in a one-sided crush affair than an actual relationship! lawlz.

Mega Delaying Tactics

I'm too lazy and stupid to work on my raisin box. I think I had too much Keema for lunch. I'm overstuffed and my head hurts.

Some serious negative things now.

My head is fucking throbbing and my eyes are deathly unfocused. Thinking of raisin boxes, Velez-work and Fashion Design is making me wanna pull a Mia and share my lunch with my toilet.

Speaking of Kabab...

Went to Victorynite last night where I got dolled-up (and by dolled-up I looked like someone's Tita chaperone!) and listened to some serious ispiration. Can't wait for my One2One!

Ate at Kabab with Petter and his friend Joel. Nazee missed this which sucked because I was supposed to treat him!! TSK!

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I can't even write properly. Headaches SUCK.

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On a lighter note, I talked to Tokwa last night. ♥ It does my heart good.

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I leave you with Japanese cult classic, Suicide Circle. I haven't seen it but it may be too freaky for me to watch alone.



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Thinking of work makes me wanna vomit.

EDIT!
I made a dollie!


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