Teach other people how to treat you.

This is the lesson I've learned after a disaster took place last Sunday.

I was having my photoshoot for my finals. We were required to do seven looks on which we should spend an hour for each. What I did was, made a schedule that would consist of 45 minutes per look. Things didn't turned out as planned. My model acted as if she knew make up more than I do. As I apply a product on her face, she keeps on complaining that her skin was uneven. She even told me that, " I've been in this indutry for 16 years, kaya alam ko kung sino yung maganda o panget na mag make up. " Hearing these words make me want to strangle her. But then I again, I tried act professional as I could. I gave her the sponge and asked her to go to the comfort room to conceal all the flaws in her face. She did as she was told. Then, I worked on my other models.

I was in the middle of my fourth look, when she entered the room and insisted that I redo the her make up. I asked her to go directly to the studio. Then, my aunt told me that she was talking to my teacher. I entered the studio when my teacher told me to go back to the make up lab and continue with my work. Then, they continued to have their private conversation. To make matters worse, she was calling my mom pala and make sumbong how terrible my work was. Then she told my aunt that she doubts if I would finish all the seven looks. I went to the CR and cried, then this model came and told me that it is okay to quit. I wiped my tears and told her, "No, I won't quit."

At the end of the day, I was able to finish all of them, hindi nga lang pulido. Well, at least, I proved her wrong. For all I know, that b*tch is going down.

Love? in time of cholera

I hope that this title would be apt for whatever I'm writting.

Yes, I'm heart broken right now because: I lost my father then, I realized that I fell for a person who's not even worth it.

The first one is painful, the second one is even more. What consoles me is that i still have friends around who loves for who i am. I thought, i'm one of those lucky girls who'll found their prince. Unfortunately, I didn't.
Shucks, I fell for someone, whom i thought will be there. but he's not.

he's not man enough. I resent the fact that i even met him. grabe, the feeling sucks.

i can't even talk to him right now. i just cant.

Musings of a 'Princess' Wannabe 3: Detour

Detour

This coming April, I was about to enroll for a make-up artistry class. A dream come true, isn't it? When my Dad told me that he would shoulder everything, I was never been happier. I was excited looking forward on my first day. I even imagined myself working for runways...

Unexpected happened.

My dream came into halt when my Dad was rushed last week to the hospital because of heart attacks. Everything fell apart. Obviously, I won't be able to enroll anymore because the money would be alloted for his hospitalization. I was devastated.

Honestly, my faith got challenged. I felt like God dangled a lollipop in front of my face and yanked it back. In other words, I can't help but make 'tampo' to him. I was at a point where I was already standing up and making new dreams, then this happened.

But, as they say, God has a way. Up to this point, I'm trying to understand why this happened. I guess, God wants me to teach me something.
I mean, I was not a Daddy's girl. Ironic isn't it? But I was not really that close to him.

Probably, this is God's way of reinkindling my relationship with him. Though my Dad is by nature, an inexpressive person. I don't mind at all. Ako na lang ang magbibigay for him.

I don't let God do the walking for me. I step my feet on the ground even if I don't feel like waking up. What keeps me going the thought that, I have friends who never fails to show their compassion on me.

As for my dream, it could wait. Besides, there's a time for everything. For the moment, I have to focus on other things that are more important. My family.

Musings of a 'Princess' Wannabe

On writting my First Novel

I love attending weddings and listening about how the couples met because I never had a chance to write a love story of my own. I never had a happy ending in real life, that's what inspired me to write my first novel, " Prinsesa sa Tasa". It's a story about taking chances, moving on, and forgiveness. So far, it's a depiction of my life. Most parts of the story were based on my real life experiences. The story may be classified as a chic lit or a teeny bopper, but definitely not a rip off of some paper back romance. In other words, it's original. It took me five years to write this. Actually, PST started as a school paper for our Communications Class in College. We were asked to write our love story, using different tenses. I had fun doing it because it was an open-ended story. Just like in real life, I had my fair share of open-ended stories. I was graduating then, and I'm going through a lot of struggles that time from my family to my academic life. I went through an emotional turmoil. I underwent counselling and found out that I was depressed. Those times were hard because I felt that everything in my life fell apart. Then, it came to a point that I need to put back the pieces again because I still wanted to move on with my life.

What I did was I re-wrote that story that I made. Everytime I'm revising Prinsesa sa Tasa, I experience gamut of emotions since most parts, as I've said before were based on my real life experiences. But, after that, I felt relieved. Right now, I'm still revising it and I hope finish soon. I can't wait to have a happy ending, even it's only written in my blog.

On Real life

After graduation, I admit that I haven't found my place in the sun, yet. But, I don't want to go back to my previous emploments due to my traumatic experiences in the corporate world. At the age of 25, I don't want to admit that I'm going through a quarter life crisis, because, I'm not.
After I turned twenty five, I began to plan my personal and professional life. And, I can say that I'm more driven compared to by earlier years because, I'm making things happen a step at a time.

Yes, I'm fine with who I am even if I know that there were still things that I need to work on myself. I'm also in a stage where I'm not bothered whether I'm in a relationship or not, probably because I'm more assured with myself now than before. But, still, being a human as I am, I still hope for 'that person' to find me. I find it funny that my family, and friends wished for the same thing. Instead of sulking in despair, I make it to a point to enjoy my life while waiting.
I believe that I'm doing that.
Unexpected things happened. Recently, the guy that I liked in high school, who was rude to me, added me on face book. Then, he began to chat with me. This was very unusual because, we never had a decent conversation in the first place. Honestly, he was one of the reasons why I never looked forward to our high school reunion.Needless to say,I don't have good memories to look back. Anyway, I really wanted to avoid him that night. But actually, before, I was telling myself that when I had a chance to meet him, I would become maldita or b*tchy. Apparently, the opposite happened, I was actually nice to him. I felt that God is telling me to forgive that person and move on with my life. I believe, he is teaching me the lesson and the power of forgiveness. After talking to that guy, I was relieved and happy at the same time, that at least, he was, for a moment, became kind to me. After all these years, I never thought that it would happen. I'm glad it did. This experience taught me that I have to get rid of my hurtful past and start living the present. I believe that God is not interested on what I am before, but on what I'm going to be. Bo Sanchez, one of my favorite authors said that, "God wants to bless us with abundance and great relationships, we just need to open our hearts". I agree.