and when the music starts, I'm never gonna stop
Oh my god, I just had the busiest week ever and it's not even finished yet.
First was Monday where I basically freaked out the whole day over my one-week-late midterms (NOT fun, especially when I found out the next day that my professor was in Malaysia, which meant the sexy outfit I wore to school to push my grade up a bit went completely unnoticed FROM A THOUSAND MILES AWAY).
Then was Tuesday with that survey.
Wednesday was me doing a photoshoot for UP JMA (Junior Marketing Association, aka Partying Mestizos 'R' Us) for one of their publicity events. We shot it at a run-down building in UP, even though that's pretty redundant, and the models were all late so we ran out of light a third into the shoot and I ended up improvising lighting techniques out of my ass. I spent the night Photoshopping, and coming out with really amazing shots in the end, so take that.
Thursday was more editing, re-prettifying, re-cheekbonizing, re-smoothing, and it hit me that I could just maybe seriously do this for a living. It's so ego-stroking (and slightly weird) to know that people know me for my photography, when I don't exactly parade my photos around or madly link to them online.
Another thing that happened today: a mutual friend asked Moki and I how we'd feel to be nominated for this Valentine's Couple contest. Winners get money and an overnight stay at a hotel? What? Apparently it's a university-wide vote, so Moki and I will now be upping the PDA ante, and wearing really sexy clothes. Clearly we know who we are catering for.
Tomorrow's Friday, and the Axis of Evil (I seem to be the only one calling my CSA friends that, but maybe it will catch on in a less politically correct future) will be going out for dinner and a movie at Eastwood. Thing is we're probably watching Cloverfield, and from the reports of people getting sick in the cinemas maybe we should watch the movie first. Because we're smart. But because we've been naturalized into thinking that dinner must occur before a movie, even outside romantic-two-person-so-last-decade-heterosexual-dating situations, maybe we won't.
Clearly I've been listening attentively at my Anthropology class. Apparently everything is a social construct. Even anthropology.
Finally! Saturday's coming up and the JMA event will be held at Mezze Greenbelt 2. I'll be having dinner with the Divas first, then partying. I even got myself this really hot white long-sleeved black-striped button-down shirt for the event, and it makes me look even more enticing than usual really good.
So many things are happening and I'm catching and going along with all of them. It's like I'm actually popular and my parents don't exist! I love this feeling!
edit: I almost forgot. We have Wonka Nerds Rope. It's NERDS. On a JELLO ROPE. I could not be happier. Nerds are my favorite candy on earth.
First was Monday where I basically freaked out the whole day over my one-week-late midterms (NOT fun, especially when I found out the next day that my professor was in Malaysia, which meant the sexy outfit I wore to school to push my grade up a bit went completely unnoticed FROM A THOUSAND MILES AWAY).
Then was Tuesday with that survey.
Wednesday was me doing a photoshoot for UP JMA (Junior Marketing Association, aka Partying Mestizos 'R' Us) for one of their publicity events. We shot it at a run-down building in UP, even though that's pretty redundant, and the models were all late so we ran out of light a third into the shoot and I ended up improvising lighting techniques out of my ass. I spent the night Photoshopping, and coming out with really amazing shots in the end, so take that.
Thursday was more editing, re-prettifying, re-cheekbonizing, re-smoothing, and it hit me that I could just maybe seriously do this for a living. It's so ego-stroking (and slightly weird) to know that people know me for my photography, when I don't exactly parade my photos around or madly link to them online.
Another thing that happened today: a mutual friend asked Moki and I how we'd feel to be nominated for this Valentine's Couple contest. Winners get money and an overnight stay at a hotel? What? Apparently it's a university-wide vote, so Moki and I will now be upping the PDA ante, and wearing really sexy clothes. Clearly we know who we are catering for.
Tomorrow's Friday, and the Axis of Evil (I seem to be the only one calling my CSA friends that, but maybe it will catch on in a less politically correct future) will be going out for dinner and a movie at Eastwood. Thing is we're probably watching Cloverfield, and from the reports of people getting sick in the cinemas maybe we should watch the movie first. Because we're smart. But because we've been naturalized into thinking that dinner must occur before a movie, even outside romantic-two-person-so-last-decade-heterosexual-dating situations, maybe we won't.
Clearly I've been listening attentively at my Anthropology class. Apparently everything is a social construct. Even anthropology.
Finally! Saturday's coming up and the JMA event will be held at Mezze Greenbelt 2. I'll be having dinner with the Divas first, then partying. I even got myself this really hot white long-sleeved black-striped button-down shirt for the event, and it makes me look even more enticing than usual really good.
So many things are happening and I'm catching and going along with all of them. It's like I'm actually popular and my parents don't exist! I love this feeling!
edit: I almost forgot. We have Wonka Nerds Rope. It's NERDS. On a JELLO ROPE. I could not be happier. Nerds are my favorite candy on earth.