Hi Ate Carla!! Galing mo. Idol po kita. :(
weeeeh sino ka IV3 to no miss na din kita huhu i transferred blogs soooo
idol ko din sarili ko sometimes JK hahahahahaha

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Hi Ate Carla!! Galing mo. Idol po kita. :(
weeeeh sino ka IV3 to no miss na din kita huhu i transferred blogs soooo
idol ko din sarili ko sometimes JK hahahahahaha
POST SOMETHING ABOUT DKFC!!!! :)
I DID! TAT
CARLA, UPDATE PLEASE! I need to know new things about you already
I'm just always tired, I can't write anything decent. :( I'm always on twitter tho so that helps...?
Update your blog pleaseeee huhu
aaack okay okay :(
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When we were in high school, psychological tests were administrated yearly. I always got a lower extrovert percentage and one time i showed the 38% extrovert and 62% introvert result to some of my friends and they were all "lol you cheated that test didn't you there's no way you can be an introvert". Well if you think I'm already too vocal and noisy as it is you should try hearing the voices inside my head.
Family Day is just 2 days away (and I'm not going) :(
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Ako ay magiging auditor mo karlito
Sige kaya galingan mo sa Math mo. Pati sa Philo mo wag kang galit na galit sa prof mo hehehehehe.
I just want you here at times like these.
You, here. Beside me.
I want you and that comforting warmth of your arms, your shirt.
The little blows you huff up unto your forehead that sweep your bangs out of your eyes when you're bored.
When you pretend you don't like the silence.
But you do. You've always loved silence, stillness.
I want to hold you, that's it. No talking. I just want you here. With those hugs that don't say "hey what's up" nor "aww that's so adorable" nor "okay I have to go bye". I want that "hush no more talking" kind of hug. Maybe it's not even a hug, maybe we're not even hugging yet. Maybe we just sit right next to each other and acknowledge the fact that both of us are not going anywhere soon.
We just sit there. Both wanting to suffocate what little gap there is in between but we don't.
Like always.
And we don't feel awkward at all that we're not hugging, not even touching, except maybe for the small brushes of our arms and thighs. Or maybe you lean on me a little or I on you, or maybe we don't, maybe not even that, because we think that's a little too much for us.
Or for you, at least.
I want that again. I want those quiet minutes, hours.
Wherein we don't talk but the silence is still reaussuring because you're the one I'm sharing it with and that's always been comforting and familiar for us. This is cheesy as shit but I don't think I care anymore because I haven't been talking to you for more than what I can actually take and this is the closest thing I'll ever get to telling you. I just
really
really
want you here.
This week in a nutshell:
Sunday: I got a new baby! Mom got me a new laptop yayyyyy. :D
Thursday: Math long test 2
Friday: Our teacher returned our math long test and I got a B! I know it's just a 77, but Math is my worst subject so I WAS LITERALLY JUMPING WHEN OUR PROF RETURNED OUR PAPER WHOO. And if this was high school I'd sulk over 77 but NO IT'S A B HOPEFULLY NEXT TIME I'LL GET A B+. TIWALA.
And tbqh I never studied for Math this way in high school. In high school I only studied Math a day before a quiz or an exam but no
This time I had to study a week before if I wanna pass get a decent grade
Today was our Math midterms as well. I didn't die so that probably means I won't get an F.
And Gab's birthday celebration after midterms!!
Advisory grades were out as well. Nothing bad, whew.
Extremely grateful for this week.
Mandatory photo because a B in Math may never happen again.
hallooo
Halllooooo
10.) Make me take risks.
Anterograde
This week I read about anterograde amnesia because of a certain fanfic.
Their knees touch. “Do you… like me?”
“Like you,” the boy echoes, and he’s laughing again as he says, “No, I just want to be in all of your tomorrows. I want you to remember me.”
Here's what I've learned about anterograde amnesia: It's a kind of an injury that is caused by physical trauma or intake of drugs. Anterograde amnesia is the loss of the ability to acquire new information. Everything that happened before the injury, you remember clearly. But everything that will happen after stays in your memory for only a minute, an hour, or a day at best. You can learn something new, you can learn a skill, like you can be taught how to play monopoly, supposing that you haven't played it prior to the accident. The next day, you would not remember being taught how to play the board game, but when you are asked to do so, you can. You retain the skill, not the memory of learning it. It's sad if you come to think about it. You only remember how to do something and not remember the person who taught you. And everyday you would have to meet new people and retain no memory of them. Maybe you'd meet them five times for the first time, simply because you can't remember having met them before. You'd ask them the same questions every time you meet them and you'd wonder how many times you have asked them the same things. It's sad how you could retain only the people from your past, and not the people from your tomorrows.
But it's kind of helpful because feelings are developed only when you have memories. Fond memories develop into friendship or love, bitter ones into dislike or maybe hatred. But if you wake up everyday without them, every morning is a clean slate; you lose all memories needed for feelings to a night's sleep. It's like being on an endless loop, because you start from scratch everyday. Everyday is just the same as tomorrow or yesterday. Maybe. You're not sure because you don't really remember.
I hate the feeling you get before you cry.
You can see the tears starting to form in your eyes. Your throat gets that sore throat feeling. You have to control your breathing. Your cheeks start to get a little pink. At that point, you have to decide whether or not you should cry. Because once a person asks what’s wrong, you know the tears are going to start flowing and there’s no way to stop it from happening.
Block R photos! Meet the people I will be spending the next 4 years with. :)
First block photo during ORSEM Sinag
Superhero shirt day! Every Wednesday we would dress up according to a certain theme, we even did a wear your high school uniform theme once. :D
First Ateneo game (versus UST)! :D Ateneo lost but it was still an exhilarating experience to cheer your heart out with the crowd.