DIY Galaxy shirts

If there's one thing I really like about my upbringing, it's how my mother's side of the family immersed us, intentionally and unintentionally, in the world of arts, crafts, reinventing junk, and DIYs if you want something you can't afford. Kidding about the last one, of course. 

Anyway, this afternoon, I brought a shirt to the museum (Go visit the museum anytime guys! You all are welcome *insert welcoming hug here* well except for... *rolls eyes* but okay since it's not a place under my ownership I shall have to accept that you are and pretend to be extremely happy about it) because I knew they had paint there. Ooh, sneaky me. Buahaha. 

Thanks for the paint, Jorge! We all had so much fun working on this t-shirt:

My mom had to leave me behind because after her office hours, I was still busy with mine (tambay hours, if you know what I mean). When I arrived home I showed her the shirt and she wanted me to teach her how to make one so she asked the maid to put out this gigantic basket filled with at least 20 bottles of textile paint. Ugh, can't believe she lied to me when I asked her if we still had paint at home! So, yeah, we spent the stretch of the evening painting shirts, shoes, and cloth. Well, Julia painted the cloth at least (she does try okay and don't judge her because as her older sister, I'm the only one who has the right to do so). 

I'm going to post pictures of my Chucks and Vans that I painted on when I'm done.

We might sell shirts like these so watch out. Thinking of making one for a blog giveaway....or maybe not. I don't know. You tell me. *wink wink* Or maybe I should give one to the most faithful to my dying blog. Hahaha!

I just looked at myself in front of the mirror a few minutes ago and I think I just crushed my own self esteem. I am so fucking fat. I think I can die now.

CRS

I've been waiting for so long already for the results of the first batch run which was supposed to be released yesterday. I've been raping the refresh button since this morning because I was sure it would be released today, and it was. Here's a meme I even made earlier because I got pissed off already:

After at least 100 refreshes, I was finally able to log into CRS and was surprised to see 17 units! Hooraaah. The only thing I need now is PE. Freaking PE. I've been enlisting for PE 2 Badmiton for 3 sems already, but the odds are never in my favor. *le sigh*

I'm happy anyway. 17 units. *super big sigh of relief*

HAHAHA I CAN'T WRITE. I'M WATCHING PBB RIGHT NOW AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M TYPING. I'm making baboy my blog. HAHAHA 

My questions have been answered, and I've always known it wouldn't take me this long to finally get a grasp of awareness and the bitter taste of truth.

I live in a jungle

I really had to clean up earlier. I am such a lazy person and I've been living with and in this mess since I got here. Hahaha. 

Look, it's Darth Vader!

I've been running around UP since 9 this morning, and I am so damn tired. Today's the last day I'll be fixing my stuff for shifting. I'm really, really happy, even if I'm dead tired right now.

Refresh

I am only blogging tonight because I couldn't sleep. Either I really am getting used to sleeping at 3 in the morning or I'm just too excited for tomorrow. Well later, technically, because I am attending the orientation for freshies, shiftees, and transferees in my new college. I'm really, really happy right now. 

I know it may or it may already have shocked the world that I chose Architecture, but to be honest, I've really wanted to take this course up. Maybe I was in denial before. Long story. To cut it short, I have self-esteem issues. I always wondered what others might think of me if I told them I wanted to take up Architecture, because I wasn't really known in high school for these kinds of things. People thought I would go into business, and so did I. Now you might be wondering why I was a Psychology major. Like a lot of people I know, I didn't get in my first choice - BS Business Administration and Accountancy. 

Everybody must have thought I was shifting to BA (Not BAA, long story. Again.), because that was what I used to tell them. I thought I was already very sure of it, but I knew something was pulling me back. I've only confessed to a few people in my life that I wanted to take up Architecture but I didn't know how to draw, so I thought it was stupid. If you're judging me still, well yes okay I can draw a bit stop it okay okay thanks. Anyway, can I just give Elise Mendoza a shoutout (or whatever you call it) right now? I was talking to her about my interest in her course, but that I couldn't really draw that well, and she was the one who told me that you don't really have to be good in drawing, because they teach you. Here's a secret: That day changed my life.

I never really told my mom or any high school friend about my interest in Architecture, because I didn't know how they would react to it. I often got calls from my mom regarding my future, what I wanted to be, and I never really knew how to answer her, so she made a decision for me: to stay one more year in Psychology, and finally be the one to decide after that. So, I panicked. I was really stupid for choosing Psychology as my 2nd course. Ugh, regrets, regrets. Anyway, I sent her a message on Facebook telling her how I really felt about Psychology (that I couldn't stand one more freaking year being all depressed and lost and feeling like extremely out of place, socially exluded in Psychological terms). I also told her about Architecture (yes, it was very last minute. As in March 15++ last minute), but she was okay with it. More than okay, even. What shocked me more was that my dad was also fine with it. The first batchmate (in highschool) I told about my shifting plans was Chinnie, and she thought it was a good idea. Even Marj thought I should go for it. Anika, too. And Kara, and and and well, a lot of people. 

Can I just tell you that I have never felt this encouraged in my whole life? I would like to thank everyone who  has been supporting me since...since forever, at least. I'm glad I have you guys in my life. I really am. 

Okay I didn't know it was going to end that way, but arryt. I always knew I'd put that sail down one day. :)

Enough said.

My ninang sent a package last week and I am extremely happy with what she gave me.

Sorry I'm keeping my blogs extra short, I don't have much time to blog anymore. :<

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