Saturday, May 28, 2005
She'll always be seventeen...
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MAY 26, 2005. My 17th birthday party was the best ever. Alv, Alkaide, and Val were the earliest guests. We watched the final episode of American Idol while waiting for the others. And when Mau and the rest of Pepz's party arrived, we snapped for more camwhore moments. The rest of the boys, Koko and company, actually had to rush here after their flat tire dilemma. I was glad they still made it.
The menu consisted of tacos, lasagna, calamares, barbecue, and cheesesticks. Ate Tina, my mom's patient whom we ordered pasta from, baked chocolate cupcakes with candy-colored icing and sprinkles for me as her gift! Aww, how sweet!
After dinner came the highlight of the evening. My Seventeen Wishes. Sounds debut-like, doesn't it? I chose 17 people to make a wish for me and finish off a glass of wine thereafter. Jayson's message was the most unforgettable... It was all about making the right choices. I know he meant something else. Right on, kumpadre!
And after that was Happy Hour. The Magic Sing videoke machine was hogged by Val. Believe me, she never stopped until she reached 99. Heirs to her throne were Jessie, Alv, and Daryl. Daryl took us away with his version of Pare Ko. LOL. Oh yeah! And by the way, Val dedicated Moon River to me. :)
The boys stayed until 10:30. So much for teenage girls and curfews. LOL. I had already changed into PJ's when they left. Daryl and Jessie left me touching messages before they left. Aww, how sweet!
As for the gifts, most of them gave me stuffed dogs. LOL. It was planned. LOL. Koko and Irvs gave me a stuffed piggy, though. Bugs, my ex-crush hidden under that codename, gave me a Bugs travel pillow! Weee! Kryzl and their barkada gave me a Spongebob and Patrick pillow. Alv gave me a scrapbook he worked on himself. Oh, and did you guys know that Jessie unexpectedly gave me a rosary?!
It was the best birthday bash ever. Not everyone from SLGP was there but the rest of my batchmates were just as fun to be with! I love you guys!
Batch 2005... ASTIG!
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Bye, sweet sixteen!
Tomorrow, I will kiss sixteen goodbye as time makes me a year older.
Maybe I won't be as sweet as I was when I was sixteen. Through a recent experience, I have become more of STRONG. And I'm loving it just as much.
Chesca last year wore high heels all the time. Chesca this year went for flipflops. Chesca last year would sulk for days over a loss or rejection. But Chesca this year would be down for a minute and thriving again the next.
Chesca has grown in all aspects. She has learned more from boys, modeling, school, and everyday encounters with different kinds of people.
I tell you guys, even if I don't win the Candy Teen Model Search, I know I still won somehow. I'm proud to say during the go-sees and the shoot, I made friends with almost everybody. Among the eight finalists, I know I am not the prettiest or the smartest or the most talented. But I guess I was the one who cared about people most. Knowing that seemingly trivial fact makes me a winner in my own right. Being one of the eight is quite an accomplishment already! ;)
Despite the changes though, I still am Chesca Sumilang. I remain transparent, outspoken, independent, headstrong, a little crazy, humorous, and ever-compassionate. I've had people bring me down for years already yet I'm proud to have survived. Oh, and I still know I'm imperfect by every inch.
And I thank God for making me human.
As much as I care about others, I take pride in the same kind of care others have showed me. My family, my barkada, my online buddies (with some I discovered to be real friends as well), my special friends, my boys (guy friends, silly!), my past enemies, my haters and fakers, the two kids who begged me to buy their ylang-ylang so they could go home (it was raining that time), the kids I got to talk to in the orphanage, and all the other people who've somehow touched my life... THANK YOU. You have been a part of my life whether you like it or not. LOL. Without you guys, I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be as strong and as experienced as I am now. I know that by heart, no need to remind me. :)
Sixteen will never come again in this girl's life.
But then she figured seventeen would be much better!
Can't wait for tomorrow!
I don't feel so bad after all.
I just don't. A blessing fell on my head earlier. It was something I've always wanted, aside from the Candy cover, in a loooong, long time.
Thanks God, you really DO care!
Friday, May 20, 2005
Be God's pal. =D
We are in need of used school bags or those you don't really like that were given to you.
My mom and I are collecting school bags to donate to one public school in Aguilar and one in an island barangay here in Dagupan City.
If you would like to help us collect enough bags, please bring them to Skin Solutions (my mom's clinic at CSI The City Mall, Dagupan City) or you can also visit me at home.
If you happen to have problems with going to the places given, please text me your address thru mobile (if you don't live too far away) and I'll be the one to pick up your donations.
Thank you, and God bless! :D
Another blessing.
I'm one of the eight Candy Teen Model finalists!
The go-see went fine yesterday afternoon although there were a lot of pretty faces! Achi Cathy even said 15/20 of us were already potential cover girls! LOL. I met quite a few of them. (Most of the girls didn't interact with the others, I don't know why.)
But hey, even if all of them were stunning, I was never intimidated. I just held on to my confidence. I think I spent 1/5 of the interview laughing and making the Candy eds laugh as well, and another 1/5 making kwento to them. It was fun. I left the Summit office with a smile regardless of the restlessness of thinking if I would get in.
Half of our trip back to Dagupan, I was thinking if I got in. Did I make a difference? Will I ever make it? These questions continued to linger until Candy finally called me up at 8:29 to say I was one of the finalists!
This is not the first time I submitted an entry to the Candy Teen Model contest. But this was the first time I didn't take it seriously. And I actually got in. How weird. Slap me.
Believe me, this year's entry was the most memorable. My mom called be obsessed just because I was looking for the receipt which had the tracking number of the package and she didn't have it already. I passed my entry TWO DAYS before the deadline. I got late for the barkada gimmick that day because I had to pass the entry. Almost everyone I told of the contest was in full support. And gosh, I did make it! ;)
Guys, the contest's not yet over! I still need your prayers!
Remember Cover Girl Dreams journal? The dream ain't over yet! ;)
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Nailbiting time.
Wow. The go-see's in less than 24 hours. Well, there will be 20 of us tomorrow, out of a hundred who joined. (Just got the info from Candy's email, heehee.)
But only 2/5 of the participants tomorrow will make it to the finals.
What questions will they ask? How can I make a difference?
*bites nails, on the verge of panicking*
Again, I ask for your prayers.
*sigh*
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Blessed is she.
It was about 4:00 in the afternoon when Achi Cathy texted me that Candy had started calling finalists for the go-see. (I joined the Candy Teen Model Contest, remember?) She asked if I had received a call already. I said no. I didn't really feel frustrated that I didn't get called, I just felt a little down. I knew it was the end anyway.
And so I went to the mall to have a facial. FYI, I had two HUGE zits in between my brows. On my way to my mom's clinic. It all happened.
I was in the mall and I barely heard what the person calling me had said. The words Candy and go-see sounded very clearly though.
That's right, I'm going to the go-see too. If I pass, I get to be one of the eight finalists. If I don't, well, better luck next time.
I have no idea what to wear yet! ARGH!
Oh, and my dad was so proud, to think he was the one telling me to stop modeling last year because I had to have good grades as a graduating student. He's even lending us his car and my mom's driver. My brother will be coming with me, by the way. We'll be shopping for some of his needs as a high school seminarian. I'm gonna miss that big stinkhole.
Okay, so I need your help, guys. Please help me not to look stupid in front of the Candy eds. Please help me on how they wouldn't find out I'm a total dork and a corny comedienne. LOL.
Or you can simply pray for me. That would do much better!
Monday, May 16, 2005
Wasabi and all that randomness.
* I wonder why some people don't know how to use the Refresh button on top of their browsers. Someone messaged a certain person I know who has entrusted his password to me with this: Apparantly, something's wrong with me giving you another testi, and i think your friend has something to do with it.
Apparently, Friendster has been cruel to me too. I lost a couple of award-winning testimonials for other friends too, you know. Honey, Friendster does not have a Block Testimonial feature, unlike what you're accusing me of. Chill, honey. I've got my own Friendster account to decide for. LOL.
* I was eating Oishi Wasabi Potato Ridges earlier because there was nothing else available. My tastebuds were enjoying until Wasabi Power got into my sinuses, which made me scream out loud! It was as if time stopped and it let me savor the moment. It was truly liberating!
* Sometimes I feel like I'm too nice. I know, I've recently developed the fighter attitude, but I still think I'm too easy to take advantage of. People get away with my trademarks, I let them be after confronting them.... which makes me think, Mabait ba talaga ako o tanga lang?
* I wonder why some people think books stink. Okay, everyone's entitled to his or her own personal opinion, but do they really have to say books are yucky? So are bookworms yucky persons too? Okay, please respect my own personal opinion too. LOL.
* I don't wear high heels anymore. AT ALL. And I'm not used to them anymore too! (Alv says it's a sign of acceptance that I'm short. Haha, whatever, dood.)
* Wow, go think. If Person A sends Person B a message that says MISS YOU TOO in the subject, does that mean that Person B sent Person A a message entitled MISS YOU beforehand? Yes? No?
* I'm hungry. Let's go eat.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Misadventures at the University of Pila.
I woke up this morning with my whole body aching. Standing for more than three hours straight during the Freshman Orientation yesterday, patiently waiting seven rows (seven horizontal rows) behind Counter 2, walking from counter to counter... Oh yeah, I've been through a lot for the past few days.
It was all about falling in line and waiting patiently for your turn. It's a nice form of discipline, though. Although I had to endure a few nuisances behind me. I heard one person say, "Ano ba 'yan, mas mahal pa outfit ko sa tuition ko!" Man, gotta hate conyos. LOL.
I also didn't know you had to have your X-ray validated at the infirmary. Just as we were about to fall in line for the checking of requirements was when I found out. Oh great. It was a case of building-hopping if you ask me. LOL.
The Freshman Orientation was fun even if I stood for hours. The emcees were great and super funny. The UP Pep Squad taught us the cheers already. And of course, we were also taught the UP Naming Mahal anthem. They also showed us a couple of videos. Here's something I learned from my favorite video. I didn't get to memorize the other details but here are my favorites.
1. You have to take a jeepney to your next subject.
2. You always have to fall in line.
3. Your seatmates happen to be valedictorians. (LOL!)
I'm still afraid of how my grades will turn out after the first sem, but it looks like I'm going to love being an Iska!
P.S. I'm so happy about being enlisted in CW 10! ;)
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Boom, boom, it's so great to be SILLY!
Alv and I were YMing last night and I had to endure his overexcitement having a newly-reformatted PC and a now functional webcam.
Okay, so guy forced me to post his pics. LOL.
Oh, and let's not forget the insults we drew on YM's Doodle IMVironment! ;)
*His Insults
*My Turn!
*I drew another one, which was a matchstick and I labelled it Commando Alvin Serrano. I wasn't able to capture it though coz he erased the page before I could press Print Screen. LOL.
Oh well, that's enough for now.
I just love YM. ;)
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Blogging and all that crap.
It's been a year since I've been putting daily details of my life into writing--and not only that, I've been writing in my own place in cyberspace.
My very first, Cover Girl Dreams (now deleted), has gone on from March til August 2004. It was the most controversial. It was where all my dreams, fears, and frustrations started. It was where I posted Bianca King's personal message of inspiration and where blog friends consoled me about my long wait for a chance to shine. It was where I got hate mail for being too ambitious and egotistic. It was where I first posted about my biggest insecurity--my height. I found my blog posted with both fan mail and hate mail, but soon, the latter outnumbered the former.
After some time, I decided to switch from LJ to Blogger. That was the birth of Venus Resurrected, designed and conceptualized by Raph. It was intented to be a private blog. There, I wrote mostly about school experiences--encounters with different teachers, my then drummer boy crush, regretting not being able to join the pep squad on my last year of high school, etc. After some time, I got tired of Blogger. I missed LJ.
Thus, livejournalDOTcomSLASH~chescalicious was born. I set comments to Friends Only to prevent hate mail. LOL. I've also written a few entries only viewable by friends. I am loving my LJ and I will love it forever. Thank you LJ friends for bearing with my crap displayed on your Friends page. Thanks for the encouraging comments too! ;)
Sometime in November, Raph surprised me with an Audrey Hepburn layout thru my Blogger account. (Audrey Hepburn is my ultimate idol.) I then decided to maintain it as Zet offered to host me. Now, Breakfast and Tiffany's definitely is here to stay. I have no plans of moving out, neither do I have any plans of changing the layout.
I am very happy that everyone has been so positive with comments and the tags despite the fact that Haloscan and Tag-Board aren't Friends Only. My Whapak has now become open to the public.
Recently, Pinoy Blogger added me to their growing list. I felt really honored being in the list. But after a while, I was so surprised to receive this message from them on my tagboard:
I know, it is sooo not me to be advertising my blog for security purposes. But I'd like to thank you all for taking time in reading my little emotional and mental by-products. Thank you for the positive reinforcement, and for commenting even at the most senseless entries. THANK Y'ALL SO MUCH! *hugs*
chescaDOTwhapakDOTcom will live on as long as you read on. ;)
Monday, May 09, 2005
Good things come in hundreds.
Okay, so I've dropped the toggle case title-slash-personality. I'm going to be seventeen and it's about time I showed some maturity. :)
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Gabe and I went to Hundred Islands earlier with Tita Rina and Lola Ciony, our balikbayan relatives. We had so much fun even if we didn't go swimming. (How I wanted to go snorkeling!)
We witnessed the water turn pale green to rich blue green--and that meant we were getting deeper! I don't really know, ever since I learned to row in a 30-feet deep river and to snorkel until more than 12 feet, hydrophobia was no longer in my dictionary. I never felt scared of what may happen because I have learned that if you learn to face your fears, you will learn to love them afterwards. And at that moment, I was in union with my element--calm, open, and fearless.
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Finally, I got to find one of the pictures for that shoot I did! Alright, alright. It's for Pink magazine, June ish. Happy?
*Thanks to Arianna, my co-model, for the pic! (There's actually another one but I look stupid there.)
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It's been a long day for her, you think. But noooo, we're off to the mall! Byeeee! :D
Sunday, May 08, 2005
...mOm'S dAy bLuEs...
I greeted a lot of moms thru SMS today. And I'm glad a lot of them appreciated my greetings.
Anyway, my Mother's Day went well. I don't know about how my mom found it. She bought me my needs, and believe it or not, just my needs. Well, I was actually the one who declined when she offered me to buy something nice that I don't really need. She actually didn't get anything for herself and it made me quite guilty. And take note, I did not give her a gift.
Bad daughter.
Oh, and I mean that seriously. I've been thinking too much about myself lately. I forget my goodbye, welcome, and good night obligatory kisses for my mom. I roll my eyes too often when she nags me. I know that somehow, I'm upsetting her already.
After I was born, she gained all those pounds and her belly became Jelly Haven. When I was a one or two, she caught my chickenpox. When I was 12, she got her head hit on the ref door because of me. When I was 16, she freaked out and got worried sick because I shut off my phone while I was away somewhere.
And look what she does for me. SHE FRIGGIN PAYS FOR MY SHOPPING.
I love my mom. I know how everyone does theirs. But I mean every friggin word.
She may be too nosy and strict more than often... but hey, she still rocks. Her love is totally UNCONDITIONAL. She loves me even if I'm far from ideal. (Being valedictorian isn't enough at all. I've been an evil daughter, I mean it.) She always tends to my needs. She's always one step behind even if she's always busy at work. She would fight for me even if it's partly my fault too.
That's MY mom.
And that's the woman I want to be like when I grow up. ;)
Thursday, May 05, 2005
...wHeN vAniTy StRiKeS...
I am soooo disappointed right now. I had my hair cut TWO FRIGGIN' INCHES shorter. And I look like a friggin' GUY. Remember the way Mulan's hair looked when she cut it with her dad's sword? SAME THING, DUDE. Only worse.
Ooh and my mom loves me again. "Hala, you will never bag a shampoo commercial with that kind of hair!"
Oh yeah. Thanks, Ma. I feel sooo much better.
On a barely lighter note, we've finally found an apartment. I'll be staying with three co-Iskas but I get to have one room to myself. We're going to redecorate the room and stuff, and I'm getting AC! LOL. And guess what, it's soooo near my relatives' home!
Oh, and by the way, I just got a new green mini and a yellow beaded tank! I'm gonna wear 'em on my birthday! Yaaaay!
Still, the hair issue frustrates me.I need some hair grower in here!
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
My mom was right all along.
For the past few days my mom has been playing Evil Villain in my happy and laidback summer life. She's been bugging me about inquiring for driving school, getting my card, and attending to the requirements for enrollment. She really did get on my nerves.
Then again, she was right. It was time to panic.
Now I realize what a mess I'd be without my mom. When I was in high school, she'd gamely call the principal's office for complaints regarding the grading system. She'd come with me to see if my prom gowns were okay. She would always have to see each outfit I wear for special occasions. She'd always be there to ask if there was anything else I needed.
I might as well savor it before school starts.
Hello, college life. Please be kind to me.
Sunday, May 01, 2005
...bAnGuS iT iS!!
Yesterday was the best Bangus Festival ever!
I spent half of the celebration with my fam. Unfortunately, they were the only ones who shared some camera space. I didn't bring my camera when I went with my friends, it was really crowded there!
My dad brought along his friends from Quezon too! That definitely added to the fun! :)
We weren't able to watch the Parokya ni Edgar concert. It was on the other side of Dagupan (LOL) for chrissakes! And we would have had to squeeze through a friggin multitude! Anyways, Tita Agnes, Alv's mom invited us to follow at Star Plaza and Alv introduced us to their fam. It was only Daryl, me, Alv, Pepz, and Jhen that time. The others (boys, take note!) had to go already. And we got free food again! LOL.
*Going for the record.
*Behind the scenes.
*It's a couple thing.
I just loved the celebration. It was festive yet peaceful. Not a single riot. If the world were more like that, I swear, I'd want to live forever.
