Okay, this post has been sitting in my drafts for way too long already. I’ve post processed these photos just for the purpose of posting them here but I never got around to writing the post sooner because I got busy. Excuses, excuses!
I graduated 2 months ago. Last October 29 to be exact. Contrary to what you might be expecting to read here, my graduation wasn’t how I anticipated it to be. I have said my piece over at tumblr (not very friendly, btw) and I have moved on. Seeing the post-processed photos for the last time before I saved them for uploading reminded me of that bitter moment. Anyhoo, just like the usual, more photos after the jump!
Apparently, this is the only decent photo my brother got from the DSLR. According to my folks, somehow the camera stopped functioning at the beginning of the program. That was strike one for me.
Fast forward to the end of the program, here are some photos with my blockmate and friends.
Lol Jortz. He does that pose on purpose, IDK why. I think he’s in New York right now, lucky him!
And there’s that kissy pose too hahahahaha. I smell bromance. Why does Drew’s face look big here. 😐
Now, of course my goal was to have more photo ops with my classmates, blockmates, etc. and talk to the profs and say a couple of nice words to them but SOMEONE was in a hurry to leave the place that he pushed me in the center during the photo-taking session with the family (part of the photo package that I paid for this graduation) just to have our turn even tho there’s a proper queue infront of us. What is rude?
That’s strike two, man.
At that point I was really pissed off and it really started to reflect on the photos (that I have here, thankfully the professional family portrait turned out great). Gee thanks for ruining, pissing all over and really just stomping around acting like a spoiled grown up man on MY DAY.
We took some photos outside PICC, which was really shitty because who the fuck wants photos next to some stupid wall when you can have the photos INSIDE the grad ceremony area and it would mean something more important. I only picked two because I looked decent (I think?) and uh, I like what I wore that day. 🙂
Hmm, I noticed that the bruise on my leg is showing on the last photo. : I was trying to hide that away during the ceremony because people will keep asking me about it. FYI, I think I got it from playing w/ the dogs, y’know bumping to walls and such. Actually there were two, the other one is on my thigh. Lol my legs looked a little battered then. They looked pretty bad during that time, too.
So that ends the PICC part of the photos. I specifically requested that we dine in this Korean restaurant in Makati but my dad forcedly took us to this “posh” Filipino cuisine restaurant in Greenbelt. I didn’t enjoy my lunch that much, unfortunately. In my defense, the restaurant where I wanted to eat was much cheaper so if he didn’t want us to eat there because it’s “expensive” then it’s not really a valid reason. Even I can afford to eat at that place by myself.
Look how displeased I was. HAHAHAHAHA.
On our way home I remembered that there’s a Conti’s restaurant so I insisted my mom to let me borrow some money so I can buy a box of Mango Bravo cake, a best seller of theirs. Good thing I remembered otherwise this day would’ve been a total flop.
Oh, I guess you were expecting to read a paragraph here that will make you teary eyed because I am very appreciative that I am finally finish with school. I could make one right now but after going through everything I just posted up there plus snippets of how unsatisfying the experience was (for me), I can only say so little about it. And I don’t think you’re up to it, maybe I’ve ruined your happy day already LOL.
I’m sorry but I can’t help it with the BV side comments. Talaga namang sira yung araw ko nung graduation day ko, eh. The photos say it all.
Yes, I am grateful that I made it this far. Yes, I am thankful for my parents for the support they’ve given me and the freedom of choice for letting me choose this course in the first place. I am thankful for the people, professors, friends, acquaintances I have met, known, became friends with throughout this so-called journey.
Apparently, one of yous had to shit all over this one day where I am supposed to feel the greatest. An event like this happens ONCE, and I am still very bitter about the way you acted and how you ruined things for me without even realizing it.
Edi sana hindi nalang pala sumama if you were going to act like this, diba?
Incase you are wondering, which I am assuming that you are.. I have been unemployed since October 29, and a
proud bum. But I’m not really bumming around doing nothing. There’s more to do inside this house than you think.
I do chores, clean the house, and mostly take care of the dogs. What? No shame in doing that. Though, in the process of doing a lot of non-MMA things, I feel like I am losing my creative/artistic side. I do get little projects every now and then. If this lasts too long, I might look online for some art classes that will keep my creative juices flowing.
I like me some chores. Hahaha! Or just pretend that I am ‘freelancing’ for the meantime. I don’t feel like looking for a job yet. In short, I’m not ready.