Six Degrees of Separation

And I'm alive. I've been gone for so long I don't even know where to start things off. I've been doing a lot of school projects AND IT'S KILLING ME both in a good and bad way. Good because I know that I'm doing something worthwhile. Bad because I'm always tired and sleepy. And being tired and sleepy is definitely not what I need right now. Especially now that school is about to end for Christmas break, which means 'TIS THE SEASON TO BE STRESSED. Performance Tasks are killing me and all these deadlines suck the living spirit out of me. But long tests are finally done but we still have to exhaust ourselves for another set of exams are coming next week. But enough of this blabber about school. As of now, my priorities are the vlogbrothers, Dan Howell, movies and lots and lots and lots of novels to finish. (Not really lots but the number of books I NEED to finish is scaring me in a good way. I haven't got any time and yep, two days before the weekend but I think the weekend started two days earlier because tests are finally done AW YEAH.)

Anyway speaking of Dan Howell along with his fellow british youtubers and THE vlogbrothers, I kind of attached myself to their videos. I've known Dan Howell and his fellow youtuber friends for quite a while now (all thanks to tumblr) and even though I only started watching his videos last month, I learned new things like how you should walk away from drama llamas and how to speak internet and how to procrastinate like a pro. Also things such as an Alpacalypse. (Hey, alpacas are cute, okay.) (Oh and I'm secretly in love with Dan and his accent and his gay voice and EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM IS LOVABLE.) And of course I know you've heard voices inside your head that THE vlogbrothers are awesome. Those voices in your head aren't lying. You might not be familiarized with them yet but they're the reason why I'm still breathing. 

Okay so i should probably shut up about how I should get married with Dan. 

I watched The Little Mermaid! I was kind of bored last week and I had nothing else to do, so I downloaded The Little Mermaid movies and decided to be engulfed in a Disney mood. My seven-year-old self was definitely showing. Especially when Part of Your World (in strings!) started playing. I lost it when Atlantica was already in sight and there were mermaids and mermen swimming around and ahh my feelings. I'd seen this movie 475983475032 times now and every time I watch it, it still feels like the first time. I sound so cheesy, don't I?

And yes, I still fangirl over Prince Eric.

I watched the second installment right after the movie finished. Melody is the luckiest girl out there okay. I'm still jealous.

Ariel may be considered to be one of the stupidest Disney Princesses out there but she still is my favorite. Besides, aren't we all stupid? There goes my sanity.

Anyway I saw this somewhere and I freaked! I'm not even qualified to join here but hell, I'd kill to be a part of this! If I had a decent camera and actors with me, I'd be good to go. I'd love to shoot a music video someday. But: young filmmakers, I command you join this film open! 

And there you have it, another uneventful turn in my boring life. The talk about school, genius youtubers, Ariel and a film open. Well thank you for reading this whole nonsense. 

Six Degrees of Separation means the idea that everyone is approximately six or fewer steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person in the world, so that a chain of "a friend of a friend" statements can be made, on average, to connect any two people in six steps. (from Wikipedia). I guess this made sense? 

Wider than a Mile

Our report cards are given to us yesterday and I was kind of disappointed. I am not amused, AT ALL. While everybody was celebrating around me, I was mourning and wallowing in a corner because of my grades. I got two line of sevens--Chemistry and Geometry. Yes, I know. But I was glad because my dad wasn't mad at me. He even bought me a new book! He got me An Abundance of Katherines! Which only means one thing: only one more book to compete my John Green collection! Let it Snow would be perfect for the season. 

Still, the number of books I NEED is kind of overwhelming. Plus, I'm running out of space! The amount of space my old books are taking up is frustrating because it's kind of messy. I think I need a bigger shelf but a bigger shelf only means one thing: more money to spend. So, no. For now.

Anyway, I took a break from all these problems and decided to watch Breakfast at Tiffany's. Audrey Hepburn looked beautiful back then. She really did. I kind of wished I was born in the 1960's. I wish I had met Audrey Hepburn. I can't believe she's gone. 

Going back to what I was talking about, it was kind of a lovely day for me because:

Holly Golightly lives in an apartment in New York with an unnamed cat. She then takes interest to the new tenant, Paul Varjak, who was a writer. 

Anyway I'm completely alone in this house since everybody went out. I was too lazy to move and go around so I slept a little more and here I am, admiring Audrey Hepburn. 

I'm not really named after her, but I'm glad my name's Audrie. It's not Audrey, but it's still pronounced the same. I may not be as beautiful and stunning as her, but she's definitely a person to look up to. 

Run, whirlwind. Run.

We had our sports fest last Friday and it was kind of a dull day. Until the day actually turned out to be more active than I expected it to be. The soccer field looked very peaceful and there were people walking around and running and ahh, it feels great to be in school without having to attend classes; you just need to sit in the bleachers and stare at the people in motion.

It was a very sunny day, which is good for the track & field players. Juniors versus Seniors, it is. We won some rounds, but Seniors dominated us entirely. But it was okay. It was a lot of fun though, our batch cheering for each other and all aw. (I can't wait for the batch cheering competition, though! That has got to be the best event of all like, the trifecta of all the trifectas. At least that's what I think. Oh well.)

I didn't take a lot of picture during the track & field game because 1) i was using a a point and shoot and; 2) I'm not really good at taking photo subjects that are in motion, considering the fact that I was using only a digicam. Okay I make no sense.

(Fast forward to lunch time a.k.a., resting/sleeping time with Janina, Issey and Bea.)

We stayed in front of the covered court because it was a perfect spot to ~chill~. It was very windy and not much noise can be heard, except for the footsteps of people walking by and the people rambling about some other things. And yep, we lay on the bleachers and took a short nap. 

The view looked very lovely hihi. So I listened to my ~chill playlist~ which consists of songs from MGMT, Vampire Weekend, Two Door Cinema Club and of course, THE NAKED AND FAMOUS! I almost thought about making a mix because I just can't help thinking about those people who just sits around somewhere on a fine day, watching the people go by, hear the kids run and laugh with the wind blowing gently on their faces. And all you need is a perfect song to match the perfect scene. I hope you get me.

 Of course The Maine is one of them. How can they not be?

After that worthwhile nap and all that thoughts about a new mix, we headed straight to the complex to watch the obstacle course and the tug o' war game. It was my favorite part of the game because everyone had a lot of energy and everybody was screaming! And yes, my section one against the Seniors! HUZZAH. 

Well that's how my day went last Friday. I wish Fridays were like the other Friday. I'd kill to have that. 

What was I talking about?

(See last blog post for reference). These cameras cost a fortune, I kid you not. The film itself costs more than 450 pesos--more than a week's allowance.

Taking double exposed photos is a very overwhelming feeling. I sound so cheesy but whatever. The picture looks a lot better with the effect, especially if it's taken with such effort. The lighting looks amazing and staring at this picture you have just taken is like a warm embrace of your own work. 

 photo credit - (c) http://www.finnieramos.blogspot.com

photo credit - (c) http://www.flickr.com/photos/missvivienne/5931511327/

I want to own a DSLR so bad it has been keeping me up late at night. I would stay awake thinking about owning one and taking photos of everything. But I'm lucky enough to own a digital camera. It's very durable, despite the fact that it has faced so many accidents like  slipping off my palm once I was walking down the street. 

To conclude all these complications, I have been thinking about owning a polaroid AND a DSLR. I haven't got any money to buy one (hell, I can't even afford a DSLR nor a film camera), but I sure will find a way. I could do it all on my own, especially now that I'll be sixteen in 7 months. Time flies by so fast; I can't let it all run in front of me like a black cat attempting to escape. I want to take many photographs as I can so when I get older, I could look at them and wonder how ridiculous I was when I was still young and lost; how senseless I was just by looking at the photos I have taken over the past 60+ years of my existence. 

(I make no sense, don't I?)

I am so bored

Considering the fact that this blog post's title doesn't make any sense AT ALL, this blog post doesn't make ANY sense, either. 

My wallpaper looks really cute and I enjoy staring at it for quite a while before I open the internet. Because really, seeing LSP's face with that familiar twitch in her mouth makes me squeal like a hippo being chased by baby... penguins or something. (Okay I make no sense I'm sorry).

Anyway I dropped by SVA's site and saw this. They're accepting donations for Hurricane Sandy victims. I can't do my part here because 1) I have no money and enough resources to do that and; 2) I repeat, I have no money. I love the cover art, though. 

I've been on this online polaroid store for a while now and I can't help but get a bit disappointed at how life decided to suck. Kidding. In short, I have not enough money to buy a camera for myself. My dad won't approve of it and it's not helping. I wish I could still get my own camera of choice in the near future. 

Yup this blog post does not make sense. Apparently, venting here on my blog is not working so yup.