| Current mood: |  worried |
| Current music: | giyang by razorback |
november rain
wonderful. i have to go to the studio for the grad pic retake. i looked like a human cake, thick on foundation, topped with bronze and the most prominent concealer. i know damn well that my eyebags are impressive ones but come on. the lighting was engulfing me, making me appear as if i were embedded in the photo, my face glued annoyingly to the surface. and my hair, it's puffy as it is, so why didn't the beautician just leave it alone? i'm hailing ditziness, yeah, pero nakakainsecure lang. everyone is fabulous on his gradpic. why can't i be one?
and yeah, it's as if i'm going to graduate on time.knowing my history with badtiming and scholastic ill-fate, i don't want to be too damn sure because things could go wrong. cum laude standing? nyeh, as if i could keep up with that. i actually got an imcomplete for one subject and this moment, i am just taking the break from typing the reports that could save me from fishing an INC on my transcript.
however, sans this angst and the financial muck i am in, i seem to be okay. i'm so hellishly paranoid about another thing but still i'm okay, bubble-mouthed. i'm wading through a thousand stiff teardrops, but armstretched away, there's a raft where i could lodge myself in. he's my god-given lifeboat. sailing away to sleepless nights and distant dreams, i promise you we're going to make it.
***
postscripts: binibini november issue. sally's seventh birthday last friday and i had korean barbeque plus sajo (korean wine) for dinner - her mom even handed me a takeout :) happy birthday to all november beauties! ang dami nyo :)
(Read comments)
|
