What. I'm here again. Hi.

*makes epic sounds like opening a huge door* *coughs because of the dustiness*

Hi again. I know, I know it looks like I've abandoned this place. Which I have done, for like a month.

AND I'M SORRY! Stuff gets in my way, and I'm telling you. I am not amused. What with my recent travelling around the Philippines escapades, and newly discovered fandom and another book I'm pressured to update, I still have to post stuff on Tumblr, Instagram, and WeHeartIt, discover the pains joys of digital art, rediscover the joys of traditional art, and I finally posted something on my DeviantArt!! Wooooo~~

Okay, I'm sorry. I've been rambling, and I'm just getting out everything I've wanted to say. So let's start again.

What have I been doing while I was away?

I was travelling. I went to Baguio. I went to Antipolo. I also went back and forth from Manila to Batangas.

From my Instagram: "Because touristas. #baguio #minesviewpark #nofilter"

I posted this photo on my WeHeartIt account, but I have loads of photos I was too lazy to upload. xD
This was when I went to Antipolo with some churchmates. Those were some of the boys. :)))

From my Instagram: "Oh look I'm on a bamboo dock. #TaalLake #nofilter

What else? Oh right. New fandom. Hahaha haha ha ha... ha. Yeah, I'm back to the weirdness (and awesomeness) that is called a fandom. This time, I'm not always surrounded by 12-year-olds (or younger) who doesn't even know how to construct a proper sentence. (No offense.)

Anyways! New fandom. *drumroll* Marvel.

Yes, I said Marvel Comic/Cinematic Universe, even though I don't actually read comics. lol. Well you see, it started out on a fine day. I was on Tumblr. I see someone called "Bucky" with Captain America. I reblogged it, even though I have no idea what it is. Soon, my sister and I (yes, the two of us only, with no parental guidance) ((whoops i probably shouldn't have said that)) watched Captain America: The First Avenger. I got OBSESSED. I immediately fangirled over Bucky. (HE'S MINE. NO WAIT HE'S STEVE'S BUT. THEY'RE BOTH MY BAES SO)

Then at night, I watched Iron Man 3, because it was the only Iron Man movie available on Megashare, and yeah. The next day, I watched Captain America: The Winter Soldier. I was crying. Literally and figuratively.

Edit: I've loved Avengers since 2012, but I kinda only focused on Natasha and Clint, even though my knowledge of them was really small. Then I stopped for a bit, then CAT:FA revived it. :3

Then, I followed some great tumblr and deviantart artists who have the same fandom as I, and I got inspired to do digital art. So I made some. Here, lemme show you some~~

I painted these first, then I scanned it. (Yes, I am very embarrassed to say that that red and yellow blob is in fact Iron Man, and I was in a rush to paint him. I don't know why.)

Cropped, enhanced, and with watermark pasted on.

It's very huge because of the size of the scan. I should've made it smaller for DeviantArt though. Anyways...

So there. Did I miss anything? Yeah, I think. I've been going back and forth from Manila to Batangas, and I got an allergy. I don't know where, or why, but now it's gone, and I'm thankful for that. So yaaaaaaahhh

Oh oh and I'mma do some quick promotions here.

Read my newest story on Wattpad! I'm really intent on finishing this one, don't worry. xD it's entitled This Can't Be Happening, I Must Be Dreaming. I shall explain it on my next post. xD

And probably follow me on DeviantArt. I'm just starting, but hopefully I'll be able to post new artworks soon! :D

And my WeHeartIt. I post Tumblr-worthy photos that I should be posting on Tumblr instead. hahaha. Well, it's a good platform to get my Tumblr around so... yeah. :)

Aaannddd follow me on Instagram, if you'd like to follow my day-to-day adventures. Yep. Hahaha okay.

I'm done here! Until next time! :)
Eunicorne xoxo

Flashback On A Monday: UPCAT.

I believe I owe you guys something. Although I never said I'd post this (I think...), I think I should because I won't have any written memories of this event, other than my own memory, which will most likely fade in the next few months because of my very busy life. Also, I don't have photos, because I wasn't allowed any electronic device during the event. Anyways.

You probably know what I'm talking about. I took the UPCAT last August 16, and I'll just kinda share with you what my experiences were.

The day before. So the day before, I wasn't supposed to study, because the information wouldn't get into my brain anyways (the review center told me that, I didn't say that okay don't hold me accountable). But I really think the information would've stayed. Anyways. They said I should relax or something. So I did. Guess what I did?

I blogged. And I refreshed my mind with HTML and CSS. I had my reviewer beside me, but instead of last minute reviewing (which really wasn't advisable), I blogged, listened to music, wrote out a code for my school portfolio, and I wrote something for this blog. After all, they told me to relax. So I did what relaxed me.

I also arranged my stuff for the next day: my backpack, pencils, erasers, my reviewers, my pens, my wallet, my school ID, my UPCAT test permit, and a bunch or other stuff I didn't need (take note of this fact). After that, I slept at like 9PM, which was quite early for me.

The day itself. I woke up at 3:50 AM. We were supposed to leave by 4:00 or 4:30 AM. I took a shower to wake myself up, wore the clothes I had set the night before (the outfit thought about a week before), took one last look at the ID and the test permit to make sure it was there, and we, (as in me, my parents, and my sister) were off. Wait a bit. I actually posted something on my Instagram, which then sent it to various social networking sites I linked it to.

From my Instagram: "I will hold on to the hand of my Saviour. 🎶

UPCAT. Yo. You’re going down because of the One beside me. :)))))))

Hahaha what #upcat #bibleverses #AllHis"

Well actually, we waited for a bit in the clubhouse of the condominium village. Then here comes a taxi, then we were off to UP Diliman. We left at 4:30 AM. The ride was rather quick, since we went by way of C5/Kalayaan, and it was early in the morning. The only time the traffic flow got quite heavy was when we were turning from Kalayaan to C.P. Garcia, and inside the campus itself. [OKAY WAIT. Sorry about all these road names, I like remembering roads and places. If you know the place, well then good for you! If not, go find it in Google Maps. Or not. Anyways.]

We didn't enter the main entrance of UP, because there was a sign there that read, "UPCAT ENTRANCE ONLY." So we entered there, and followed the flow of the traffic going to the National Institute of Physics building. Just so you know (or if you already know, whatever) in the southern part of the campus, this building is the farthest from the main entrance. So it's the nearest to C.P. Garcia and Kalayaan Avenue. Yeh. I like far off places. So we alighted the taxi, and lined up.

There was this walkway-like thingy before going into the building. There were some steps going up, then a walkway with low walls on either side you could sit on, and grass beyond. Further on, there were a bit more steps going into the building. And all of this place was occupied by people. I say people, and not students, because for every student taking the UPCAT, there was an average of two people with him or her. So yeah. I tried looking at my notes at the last minute, but I couldn't because the queue was ALWAYS MOVING FORWARD. So I couldn't sit and read. Instead, I stood in line, phone tucked in my pocket, holding my pencilcase (because I had like ten pencils and two erasers inside it), and my food pouch (because I wasn't sure if bags were allowed inside the exam room). I left my backpack, with everything I didn't need and use, with my parents.

At around 5:50 AM, little by little, the students were let in. I thought we were being ushered to the test rooms already. But no. More queuing. I couldn't stand still, so I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, I walked in the space between the students on either side of me, and stretched my arms and fingers. I had to be active somehow, but, contrary to what I said I would do in my other post, I didn't jog. I think the other students thought I was nuts. Or maybe some thought I was nervous. I wasn't nuts, nor was I nervous. I just needed to move.

6:20 AM found me in the loo, after walking down some stairs to more queuing to the testing room, and being ordered by the UPCAT Examiner to show our test permits to the proctors, then being told to head to the loo before going inside. As usual, the line was long for the girls, and I was able to talk to this girl from some science high school in the metro. Remember, I still had everything with me and I had to pee and I really looked weird.

6:35 AM was when the examiner prattled off, the 'terms and conditions' (sorry I called it that, I don't know why), and asking every now and then, "Do you have any questions." Then the students would murmur a feeble, "None." Then again, "Do you have any questions?!" Then, from the students, a louder, "None." We also had to place our bags and electronics on a designated area because, hey, anything can be found in a bag and an electronic device. So yeah.

6:50 AM, I think, is when the UPCAT actually started. Language proficiency was very okay for me. Easy, I might even say. I finished all but three items, because for those items, I really didn't know the answer to. Science was okay-ish.  I wasn't able to answer a lot on Chemistry and the harder parts of Biology. I almost got sucked into the time limit. I started eating my fruits after Science. Math was alright. I did the geometry first, then the logical sequence, then the others. I wasn't able to finish everything, but I found the geometry quite easier than the rest. Reading comprehension was a bit harder than the others, as I was very tired and my eyes were rather strained. I was expecting 60% English and 40% Filipino, but I think it was more like 50/50. I wasn't able to answer everything, but I was able to finish all but two each of my fruit and and my chocolate.

When the students were let out, everyone's faces were like, "Unggggghhhhh... What did I just do... What just happened..."

And I found my sister looking for me among the crowd that had formed outside the building, and the moment I saw her, I tried to crack a smile and say hi. Which I succeeded in doing. And my mum was talking to one of her friends, whose son was going to take the UPCAT in the same building as I did. And they asked me how the UPCAT was, and I was like, "Tiring." My mum's friend's son came and asked me how it was, and I answered, "A lot of Filipino questions. It's quite easy, but it's rather tiring."

A few minutes later, we left the line on front of the building and headed to where my dad was. Upon seeing me, he asked how the exam was. As usual, I answered, "Tiring." We stayed there for a while and then I turned on the pocket wifi to snap a quick photo (I had like three takes before I picked which one to choose) for Instagram.

From my Instagram: "Out of the freezer then into the oven. It’s so hot bc tanghaling tapat. Hahaha what.

So yeah I just finished the UPCAT. Yeh."

Then my mum's friend went off somewhere, then we also went off somewhere. Then we bought ice cream and then found our way out of the campus. Then we went home. So yeah. :)

From my Tumblr: "Mobile blogging after UPCAT because I’m so badass. HAHAHA what"

There you have it. I may or may not have left some things out because... I dunno. Probably forgotten about them. But yeah. I'm sorry, I'm such a terrible blogger, I keep you guys hanging. Screw procrastination and distractions and hard subjects. Scratch the hard subjects part. I need those for school.

ANYWAYS. Thank you all for reading, even if it's so long and I suck at this (news flash: I don't suck at this, whatever I said). Thank you thank you thank you. See you next time!! <3 xxx

IT'S MY UPCAT TOMORROW?

So. I'll be taking the UPCAT (University of the Philippines College Admission Test) tomorrow morning, August 16th. Wooo~

I had been reviewing since May for this exam, and I am confident in God that I will be able to endure this test and pass and be accepted into the University of the Philippines. I have another post about my reviewing. If you haven't seen it, it's right through here.

Although I say I am confident, there's still this tiny part in me that says, But remember the 70k+ people you'll be competing with? And then I get nervous again. But then my lovely mother said not to get worried. I'll list down some of the advice she gave me.

First off, she said that I should not get worried because God is with me. I prayed that I will pass the UPCAT, and I reviewed a lot, and I should trust God no matter what.

And trusting God in the UPCAT means absolutely trust in Him alone. No doubt should ever poke at your brain.

I reviewed a lot, and I should just try to process everything fast. I said that I think faster when there's adrenaline rush, so I'll be jogging in the wee hours of the morning before the test.

Don't think about passing. Focus on answering and finishing the test. Don't get gigil at the test paper.

Bring chocolate for energy. Yeh. And food, cuz the test is like four hours and you're not gonna eat?! Okay.

And yeah. Just be confident in God. No worries.

:)
Eunicorne xx

Throwback Thursday!

SO. I've decided to post a throwback thingy every Thursday? Yeh. (MAYBE NOT. Whut) Woop woop~ But I still have yet to see if this is going to work for me. Hah. Anyways. I shall start.

So yes. Throwback. I need a photo. Here's one.

Presenting: The Godspell Cast. Nope, it's obviously not the original; this cast is made up of the students in the theater class in our school.

So I shall tell you a little story. The day was May 31st of 2013. It was drizzling because of the rather odd weather in the Philippines. We were headed to the PETA Theater in Quezon City for the one and only show of Godspell. After a few months (two or three, I think) of preparation, tiredness, rehearsals, and script memorization, we were finally going to act it out on stage, in front of a live audience. Within that audience was our beloved teacher, Ms. Neomi Gonzales, our parents, family, friends, schoolmates, and a lot more. The theater was filled. Lights and sounds were up and running, cues memorized, makeup retouched, and 3, 2, 1...

Wait. Before I become a tad overdramatic, I shall just kinda make this story a bit more fun. It's still all real, I promise you.

So yeah. Everything I said in the paragraph before the last was true. But I missed out some important and hilarious details.

I got sore/inflamed (whatever you call it) throat the night before the play. It so happened that while I was putting hairspray, I tilted my face upward so my nose caught some hairspray. The liquid went straight to my throat and stayed there. Plus, I accidentally inhaled some powder while someone was putting it on me and my clothing so it'll look messy steampunk. The result? I looked good. My voice was the exact opposite. I couldn't talk properly and normally, much less sing. This play was a musical. Self-explanatory. Good thing I didn't have any solos. Good thing I knew how to use stage voice.

A lot of the costumes were made from old clothing. The theme was steampunk. If you don't know what steampunk is, go Google it. Anyways. It was cool making those! It triggered everyone's imagination. The kind-of bad part about it is everyone mistook the steampunk color palette to be emo-ish. Guess what? A lot of people showed up with costumes that had a lot of black in it. Our teacher, Ms. Neomi, advised us to tweak our costumes a bit so it was more steampunk. So we did. The outcome is pictured in the photo above. Still had a lot of black, ey?

Godspell was the last play where this batch was together. So after the play, and the giving out of certificates of something something, the tears began streaming down everyone's face. Except mine. I felt really sad because it was like the last time I'll be with these people in a play, but my eyes just didn't have the energy to cry, and my throat felt like sandpaper. Meanwhile everyone was hugging everyone and the parents were taking photos, and the tears were still streaming down everyone's face. One of our friends who didn't join the play went around asking for souvenirs, like bangles, gloves, scarves, earrings and stuff. It was quite funny because when we were getting ourselves cleaned up, one of my friends/ates was like "Eunice, take care ha. No boyfriend muna! I'm gonna miss you! No boyfriend muna!" And I was like, yeah, sure okay.

SO YEAH. There. #ThrowbackThursday because it's Thursday here in the Philippines. Aye. Kbai

Eunicorne xx

I like photography.

I think you don't have to be a professional to take really good photos. I dunno. I'd like to share some of my favorite shots. :)

 

 

 
 

That's all I have to show right now. :) Sorry if the layout is quite messy, I kind of don't know how to fix this. Haha. Anyways. :))

All photos are copyrighted to me.

(c) Jasmin Umali

Pride.

[This piece of writing is rather odd and messy and uses a lot of metaphors and similes, and connects everything like a puzzle. This writing may or may not feel sad/depressing to some people, but please bear with me because this was my mood when I wrote this. Thank you for reading.]

~

pride

prīd/

noun

1. a feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one's own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired.

Pride is a big thing. Some kind of pride is okay, I guess, like having pride in your sister for winning three gold medals in some sport. Another kind though, I think, is when you overdo it. Like when you have such a deep satisfaction in yourself that you never take anyone's advice anymore. Instead, you take what everyone says as an offense you your so-called greatness, when you're actually just one more idiotic person who needs a lot more improving as anyone else.

I'll just tell a story. This happened.

Sometimes, people tell me to tell them about the things I, or other people, want them to improve. Then one day, they do the thing I want them to realize they have to improve on. I tell them that they have to improve on that particular area, then all of a sudden, they explode. My words were supposed to be the key that, when turned, triggers the self-thought in the person, and in turn, makes them stop and pray and improve. But heck no. My words became a fire lit match, that when brought close to a hydrogen-filled balloon, it just obliterated anything within a certain radius.

It hurts. I try to be helpful, and yet all I get was a beating. Not physical, but verbal and emotional. It hurts even more when you're not in the conversation, not even in the same room, but you hear every. single. word. Both voices rising, one trying her best to contain the situation, the other defending his pride. It just sucks because I promised, but I couldn't say it out loud, straight to his face (but in a kind way, but still), because I sort of know what's going to happen. It's going to get worse.

What do I do? I sink back into my bed and attempt to make a decent conversation with my sister, so she wouldn't have to go through the agony of hearing them quarrel downstairs. Call me a super overactive shielding older sister but heck, I don't want her to hear the negative things and adopt them.

It kind of worked, but he was still so frick fracking talking too much. I cannot. I took a shower just to hear the water in my ears, and not their raised voices. It eventually ended, right after I took a shower. They went out. Their original plan was to go and have something printed somewhere. One thought the other was waiting, then the other one burst out just because they have a slight misunderstanding. 

Some days or weeks later, we come at the same topic again. About openness and how important it was to tell the other family member about the things they had to improve on. So the interrogation (exaggeration) began. 

"So what can I improve on?" he starts asking the family over dinner.

I say that there was nothing to improve, but it was all fine, and it was better than compared to a few months before. I had forgotten all about the recent quarrel, but a few minutes into the conversation, I kinda remembered it. And when I say something about an issue, I don't just keep a straight face if it really hurt me. If I don't care, or if I was angry, I'd have a straight face. But when I got hurt, especially emotionally, that's where my eyes turn into a waterfall. 

~

The problem about all of this is that this pride thing, can be from the fact that like hey, I do a lot of stuff for you guys, I am the 'head' and therefore I should be respected. Anyone who acts otherwise will immediately be bombarded with loud words. But you can still tell me what you want me to work on. Like what?

I know people have a lot going on in their lives, what with the world going too fast, change comes to frequent, everyone demanding more from telcos, and it's hard to manage the telco of the whole Philippines. Sometimes what causes the bursting up is pressure. Pressure on everything. From the house to your work to your idiotic nephew to anything related to life. 

Well I guess the only thing you actually have to do is to just let it go. I mean, if you identify with me or with the person I'm talking about, you just have to let it go. Not like let it go, can't hold it back anymore so you'll just be another hydrogen-filled balloon with a fire right next to you and you burst, damaging everything within your reach.

Let it go, meaning, let the hydrogen-filled balloon find its way to the clouds. Let God take care of your problem. Lift it up to Him. He knows what to do with it. Surrender. Don't let pride get in the way of your surrendering because it's getting in the way of your relationship with other people. Surrender your pride, your pressure, your anger, and let God mold you and fill your life. This may be hard, but it's worth a shot.

I don't know who I'm addressing this to, but I don't care. Maybe you need this. I also need this.

Thank you for reading. 
Eunicorne xx

Eunicorne's Little Predicaments

Hi. I, Eunicorne, am here again for no apparent reason at all. Just kidding. I decided to post something here to reduce my slugishness. hahaha what.

So yeaah. It's reviewing and college entrance exam time, and August 16 is drawing in quickly. Although there's still a month left for reviewing, it's still scares me because Time hates us all and is always at full speed ahead. And my brain isn't cooperating. Today, it decided to download 14 albums instead of studying physics. Yeah. Sorry.

Anyways, now that I've got my mess ups down on paper (or blog), I just kinda want to share with you all what I want to do and what I'm planning to do with my life. I just kinda need a reminder to myself, and my sharing it with you all, will help me strive to meet my goal because if I don't, whale den. I'm screwed. jk.

Let's begin.


I want to eventually get a job and help my parents. Um, self-explanatory. I would like to repay them for everything they've done for me. Honor your parents. :3 Also, so I can help myself. Duh.

I want to be an interior designer. It's because I don't really have a thing for making the really big structures, nor do I have a thing for only doing art. I know that both architecture and fine arts aren't really all that confined in those things that I stated earlier, but I think I could explore a lot more if I combine the two. Which is interior design. It's still art, so... yeah.

I want to get into the University of the Philippines. I want to because Makabayan. Hahaha what. But seriously, I want to get into UP because...

1. It's like the best.
2. It's a very great privilege to get to study in UP.
3. It's as close to the real world as you can get.
4. Diliman campus is so huge, so many quiet spots to stay in.
5. My parents want me to get into UP, and so do I.

And yeah. I think there are more reasons though. I just didn't write it down because I think I'm running out of space. I dunno.

I want to reach out to students. Also, one of the main reasons why I want to get into UP is because I want to share God's love to everyone. I know that's kind of a hard thing to do, but I'll start from now. I just have to show that I'm different from other people so God's love would shine through me. :3 I want to show God's love in a world where there's a lot of hurt.
There is no try. Do, there is.

I want to glorify God in everything I do. Not just in passing the UPCAT, and getting into UP, but also right from reviewing for the exam. I want to glorify God in every thought, word, action, decision, answer that I make. I want to push myself so that I glorify God, and not myself.


Now, speaking of reviews, I'll state what I have to do in my reviewing.

I have to know my goal. I won't be able to run the race if I don't know what my goal is. Even if I don't see where it is, I have to know what my goal is. It's to study and review everything I've learned for the past four years of high school. And be able to master and answer it as quickly as I can.

I have to study smart. I've got to study smart, not study hard. I've got to practice the right things. Because practicing the right things makes perfect.

I have to actually study. I have to lessen the random stuff done on the internet. Ugh. Just one more month, and you're a free Eunicorne.

Never ever ever forget. I have to pray and ask for God's guidance. I can't do this by myself, even if I have review kits and review helpers and the whole world wide web at my fingertips. I'm human. I'm a normal teenage girl who falls into temptations and traps, but I have an all-powerful God who can help me get through everything life has to hurtle at me.


So I guess that's just about it. It's very challenging, but I know I'll be able to get out of this alive. Hahaha. Entrance exam time only comes once in a lifetime, and I'm glad to have the opportunity to go through this hardship so I can achieve my dreams. So there. I think I'd like to end with a favorite quote from one of my favorite movies.

There is no try. Do, there is. - Master Yoda, Star Wars

Feel free to comment what you think about art! :)

Hi!

HI! So this is my... um... fourth or fifth blog. I know, I know, usually people only have like one or two, but I keep on exploring stuff so... here I am.

I'm not sure if I'll be able to post as much as I do on my other sites. The first two (on Tumblr), are easy to manage anyways, but my this blog, and my Wordpress blog won't be as easy because I have pledged not to post the most random of random stuff (I'm not saying that the ones on Tumblr are random stuff). I'm just starting all over again on my Wordpress, and just starting here, but I guess I can manage.

You will be able to feel the full blast of my posts when reviewing and college entrance tests season is over. But for now, I'll be on a semi-hiatus until August.

I think that's all for now. But I'll do some shameless promoting, so... xD
my Tumblr blog
my Wordpress blog

That is all.