You may have heard of "National Novel Writing Month" or simply, NaNoWriMo, and maybe you've even heard of the NaNoMangO which doesn't have any real meaning (it's a reference to Japanese manga if I'm correct; it's a page-a-day for a month sequential art project), but have you ever heard of NaBloPoMo? Because I sure hadn't!

Ahh, the majestic NaNoRhino. A creature that eats a lot of grass and
occasionally feeds on the souls of  foolish NaNoWriMo participants.
I never got to finish a single novel in the 7? 8? Years that I attempted to participate, but planning out what to write seemed to sap me of any motivation to continue; those plots will always be full-fledged novels in my mind. I even attempted to join NaNoMangO, if I remember correctly. All my favorite artists were jumping on the bandwagon so I, being a silly little high schooler, hopped aboard as well. I fell off rather quickly though. Man, I love comics, but I'm shit at actually making them. Perhaps if I took a page out of XKCD's book? But then again, I'm not witty enough to pull off writing comic strips either. This year, however, I'd like to think that I'll succeed this time around. It's not a novel, nor is it a short comic, but updating my blog every day for 30 days (supposedly for the entirety of June, but I'm a little late to the party) seems like a fun and achievable task.

From what I saw, this month's theme revolves around the word:

That girl didn't fall, she was just taking a shortcut.
Asymmetr-- JUMP!

I'm not too sure as to what I'll be writing just yet, but I promise to keep them fun and interesting! I'll be checking out the June prompts as well so this blog might start to become more "artsy-deep-hipster literature", but we'll never know until we try! I'd like to point out though, that I'm staying true to the theme because this entry is celebrating my JUMP into the NaBloPoMo universe!

If any other participants stumble upon my blog, please leave your own blog in the comments. I'd love, love, love to see what you guys are up to all month. But now, I've got to get some rest because this week is getting a little too hectic for my tastes and I don't even have classes yet :T.

Bye guys! See ya'll soon~!

Just listing down a few things that I've been thinking about the past few days; small things that rubbed me the wrong way or sparked some interest; controversial things, maybe, that I feel aren't too much of a big deal.

  1. On Facebook, I had a friend who wrote about her visits to the OB-GYN and how she was uncomfortable and disappointed about how the people in the waiting room immediately seem to judge her. How easy it is for them to assume that she is just another teenage mom--another whore/failure/disgrace (I'm not even exaggerating because this is how absurd Filipino people can get when it comes to non-conservative lifestyles)--when in fact, she was just going to the doctor because of female-limited problems. Something about the hormones and the period.
    • Filipinos really need to wrap their heads around reproductive health. Filipino women need to come to terms with the fact that their vaginas--the bodies that their God had given them--are special snowflakes that need care. Women in the Philippines are already treated like baby machines because of the whole poverty -> drinking/abusive/controlling husbands -> too much sex pattern.

      Stop being so fucking insecure and judgmental about the women who actually give a fuck about themselves.
    • The other thing that bugged me was how easily one of the commenters on my friend's post said something along the lines of "Your hormones aren't erratic. It's just a phase you'll grow out of!" and of course he had to throw in "I'll pray for you!". And yes, this was coming from a boy who knows not of the severity of extreme menstrual cramps. Yes this was a boy who may have the best intentions for my friend. But no, this was not a boy who knows how messed up women can get because of genetic bullshit that fucks up our systems.

      Perhaps he did do his research before commenting or whatever, I just found it terribly ignorant of him. There's a difference between being hopeful/helpful and being smart about something.
    • Conclusion: I read an article about Filipino society dealing about depression once. The author mentioned how families immediately dismiss symptoms of depression as ploys for attention. The blame is immediately put on the person; no one ever actually tries to talk to these people or ask what's wrong before they judge. The closed-mindedness of this country pisses me the fuck off because no one gives a shit about the sick because everyone leaves them to the will of "the Lord" or just shrugs it off as a phase when it actually has the potential to become a life-threatening, debilitating issue.

      In short, I think it'd be great if we could do a little research before diagnosing something as a phase or misjudging someone's character.
  2. This following public service announcement is not directed toward anyone in particular but more toward fandoms in general. No particular events or instances brought this up, just pure observation on my part. 
    There is a difference between being a devoted fan, a terrifyingly devoted fan, and being an elitist. There are ways to share and spazz and love your cartoon/comic/anime/series/etc. without having to go so far as fighting about it and severing friendships; without having to become culturally insensitive; without belittling someone for not sharing the same headcanons or not knowing as much as you regarding certain things in the media you're so madly in love with.

    Take a look at the Hetalia fandom, for example. It started out as a whole bunch of people who were charmed by the characters and their relationships (and of course the fun historical trivia here and there), but somehow, in it's own special way, a great chunk of the fans have become greatly ignorant and insensitive about culture going so far as to spawn Nazi fangirls. What bugs me even more is that these kids are using freedom of expression and the like to excuse this behavior when, in the end, there is
    never an excuse for cultural insensitivity.

    It frustrates me greatly when friendships are forever shattered because of a work of motherfucking fiction. Just be fucking mature about it and don't cause any unnecessary drama; just because you have different opinions does not fucking mean that you need to act like kids who don't want to give up their spot on the swing. Jesus Christ, guys. Fucking talk about it in a civilized manner; calm or not, just don't fucking fight about your fiction. You're given the right to an imagination of your own and no one has the power to take that away from you just as long as you're not hurting anyone. If you really can't get along because of this, then fine, stop being friends but be mature about it.
That's it for now. There're some other things that were getting on my nerves but I can't seem to bring them to mind.

Anyway, I apologize if this post isn't as fantastic as the previous ones, but I just needed to let off some steam. Thanks for reading!

I don't know why, but one of my other filler posts disappeared when I posted about shoes (I think). I liked the pictures there too! But anyway, sorry for the lack of updates, I'll get to posting what I've been up to the past week eventually.

I'm not dead yet, guys!

Meanwhile, I've got to set up a blog for my dad so stay tuned, cuties~!

After much postponing and procrastination, you guys, my lovely, lovely readers, are going to see my hair's transformation. Keep in mind though, this isn't going to chronicle my long hair-short hair adventures. Just the most recent (and awesome) one which had me go to the Basement Salon (Rockwell branch) with my mother; a very impromptu decision that I do not regret at all! I heard everything I had done was kind of pricey in total, but in order to respect my mom, I didn't bother asking. If it's free, why complain right?

But enough about that, you guys need to see what went on, not read about it. 


Went a little nuts with the GIFs, this time around.

As you can see above, my hair went through a lot this summer; bleached it around...four times, I believe! 

After a few weeks of really brassy, jeje-looking hair, I put some blue food coloring in my HBC/Hortaleza Virgin Coconut Oil Shampoo to substitute actual toner, and it made my hair a lot less shiny (check out the camwhore photo at Momo's--it's somewhere in the earlier entries, I think). Finally, one day, my mom decides to take me with her to Basement to get my haircut fixed and with a little coercion, she agreed to let me have my hair bleached by ~*~*~the professionals~*~*~.

I realized too late that going to the salon would make a great blog entry so I don't have any legit interior shots. I do have this to say though: Basement has a very homey-kinda-DIY-kinda-grunge-y feel to it that I really liked. All the wood and fauna made you feel really cozy, and the abstract art was a great touch; I especially liked how everything was so neat and sharp to look at (not in a pointy way) because it gave the place a sleek, modern appearance despite the natural elements.

Let's move on to the progress/process shots:

First batch of bleach!

Dude, that machine hovering above my head was the neatest thing. You know how in most salons/TV shows, ladies usually have those huge domes covering their heads? Basement uses this machine that has a huge circle rotate around your head for maximum-coverage (I'm assuming). It was like my mind was being probed without actual contact; it was a very Sci-fi experience.

Close-up of the first bleaching process.
First bleach after rinsing
And now for the roots!

I was actually very, very pleased with that hair color already; I liked the platinum-Malfoy blonde because it looked quite good on me and looked like a very gyaru color as well. Manfred, our awesome hairstylist (is that what you call them), had another thing in mind though! Perhaps some of you are thinking, "What kind of dumbass doesn't complain or speak up when their satisfied with the result already?", and I agree that it was silly of me to not have specified or whatever, but you're about to see what Manfred had in store for me!

But first, have a picture of my mom getting her roots rinsed!

Back to me:

And a new X...X-Man? X-Member? Is born!

That's right kids, that isn't photoshop, that's my hair. It was pretty fuckin' silver. Or well, really pale-ass pearl blonde with some anti-yellow agent.

Letting Manfred rock the scissors, while I camwhore.

After the haircut (or before) the haircut, I was subjected to a much-needed Keratin treatment that revitalized my damaged hair. Interestingly enough, they seemed kinda impressed that my hair was still sturdy after all the bleaching I put it through. The lady who did my mom's roots was really worried about my scalp getting burnt as well. I pushed through though! When I bleached at home it just itched, but at Basement, where it was done properly, it felt like a whole lot of Salonpas was pasted onto my head; kinda cool and kinda scalding, just the way I like it.

Excited for the end result? Well, here it is (+ a before shot):

Taken before Momo's despedida

Goodbye jeje/Zonrox-ed hair, hello Storm! Well, actually, I've had to say goodbye to Storm after 2-3 days because my hair started to yellow a little. Don't worry though, I still look like a very special snowflake and I think I'll be getting my hair retouched after my roots grow out a little more. To anyone who's thinking about getting a haircut at Basement, whether at Eastwood, EDSA Shangri-la, or Powerplant, I totally recommend it. The staff are skilled at what they do and they're very friendly to boot! How I wish I was actually being sponsored to say these things, haha~

Anyway, that's all I had to show you guys. You're probably underwhelmed so let me just leave my regular pole photo for today and I'm off:

I'll be hangin' around if you need me!

Headed home~

Once again, unfortunately, you'll have to wait for me to post the hair transformation post another day because I've got something more exciting to talk about! Not that my hair is boring or anything; it's been changing colors lately so it's pretty darn cool, teehee. But that's not the point. If you take a look at this entry's title, you can guess that what I'm going to be talking about is...

This won't work well with wedges, I think
Okay fine, I haven't done any research about that so I can assure you that I'm not talking about those at all. What we're really going to be talking about are my shoes, and most especially Asianvogue's shoes (my favorite pair/s, to be exact); to start this off, I'd like you to take a look at my "shoe closet". 

So organized, right?
Until recently, I was never really one to care about my shoes. In high school, I had destroyed so many pairs because of all my running through the shit terrain that composed this huge field outside our classrooms. Thinking about it now though, I was a very terrible and dorky otaku in high school so fashion didn't really interest me at all (until I got a boyfriend and my lady hormones finally decided to show up). Sad to say, while I love looking at shoes (and buying them, of course), I still have a hard time choosing pairs that work for me, much less taking care of them!

M&S Footgloves, I think? They're those wedge-type ballet flat kinda shoes. 
Take those shoes, for example. My mom "lent" them to me since I really had no decent pairs, and when she did, I totally loved them. Super soft and ultra-comfy to wear, I wore these shoes with almost everything I wore back in late high school-early college until the front parts slowly started to degrade. If it wasn't for puddles/rain/>insert water here<, these might've lasted longer, but with all my running and all the rocky roads and "sidewalks" in this country, it wouldn't have made too much of a difference. I still wear those shoes from time to time, but last time I did, they fucked up my feet with blisters and overall soreness.

Shiny, glossy shoes that are perfect for semi-formal occasions! I
 think I got these somewhere in Greenhills. Not the tiangge though.
These shoes that I picked with my mom were only ever used when I had some sort of happening, well, happening. They were made of some kind of firm material so they fit very well at first, but when my default black flats started to stink up like crazy (tmi, I know), I turned to these! I don't think these were meant for my lifestyle so, as you can see, the tips are quite worn out. They also tend to slip off now since they've become loose, so they sound like flip-flops sometimes.

Blue wedges from the Greenhills tiangge, Yellow flats from Tomato
Oh man, I really loved the blue shoes but the straw/fibrous things that comprise the wedge--I forgot what you called these kinds of shoes--started to come off and exposed the black wedge heel underneath. Also, the striped fabric has started to come off and the overall shape of the shoe has started to warp because of overuse and, I guess, weather conditions. The yellow ones, while not as obvious here, are really fucking dirty because of this time I got drunk and slipped in the mud. I've tried cleaning them but it's not really doing much, tbh. They're also quite loose now huhu.

House slippers I stole from my mom
I haven't had these for too long but look! Already the straps look like they're about to come off. Maybe since they're a little too big for me they flip and flop around too much. Hnngh. Good thing I've got another pair of slippers (but they aren't as cute as these!)

More shoes, lah
HAHA, it's a complete mess. Some of these shoes aren't even worn anymore because they're so ugly and don't match any of my clothes. Some are just old and broken /sigh. What's cool though, is that this country is so fucking full of places to buy shoes! From cheap shoes ugly shoes, expensive-ass pretty ones, and everything in between, Metro Manila will never run out of shoe stores. Another cool thing about the Philippines-- or well, Filipinos, is that when Multiply became such a huge hit, online shopping also started to bloom as well; cyberspace will not escape the Filipina's desire for shoes.

To be honest, I was never much of a Multiply person until I found out that quite a few of my friends bought a lot of stylish clothes and shoes off the brand new Multiply Marketplace! After checking it out for the first time, looking for "Asian/Korean/Japanese" clothes, I seemed to have stumbled upon Asianvogue! At the time, I wasn't really into shoes, but lately, oh man, looking at it again, I realized how fucking amazing shoes can really be.

I have young Desiree of the Homestuck PH group to thank for reintroducing me to Asianvogue. It's really quite smart of her to check this store out for shoes to use for cosplay! But of course, while we did find some great pairs to use for our future plans, after looking around some more, oh my god, somewhere inside of me, a tiny fashion diva started freaking out and shit. EVERYTHING LOOKED SO GOOD MAN. My current shoe collection is so crazy pathetic-- I was fucking enchanted.


Click here for more info
SO CUTE RIGHT? OH MAN. If I wasn't so fucking broke right now, I would've already filled up the order form and pre-ordered these babies right-fucking-away. I don't really know what clothes to wear these with (I've got a couple ideas), but man, just having these cuties in my closet will make me the happiest girl in the country. I've been slowly wrapping my head around sexy pumps and stilettos, but wedges--especially adorable, colorful ones like these--will always be my favorites. They give you the height you get from heels, but give you a whole lot more comfort! Hnngh, I'll need so much poise and shit to pull these off.

Here are my other two favorites:

Here and here, respectively
Man, I'm such a sucker for stylin' wedges.

This is how our relationship would be if I was rich.
Anyway, the lovely Asianvogue Store is actually having is actually on its 3rd year so 


to the lady/ladies/boy/s who run the lovely store! When I get more money, expect me to buy a fuckton from you for sure. Or, you know, I could always win that raffle, teyhey. COME ON "THE SECRET", DON'T FAIL ME NOW.

If any of you guys are interested in buying from Asianvogue, you can click on the badge to your lower right, in the Links section, or check them out on FB here, visit their tumblr here, and you can check out their Twitter over here! And if you're curious about that raffle I mentioned, here's a link to the 3rd Anniversary Giveaway's details! Good luck to all of us who enter, and may whoever wins choose her shoes wisely~

Just a short filler post before I get to posting that hair article (oh god); here's some of the stuff I've been up to in the past...week, I believe? Yeah, I'm pretty sure all of this stuff happened last week. Okay, so maybe not this past week, but last week. You get the picture. OHOHO, get it? 'cause this post is just gonna be full of pictures of random things I was able to capture throughout those days! So witty, lah! So puntastic, desu!

Okay, seriously:

Dani the baby, spacing out in the cutiest-patootiest dress ever
That picture was taken on the way to my voice workshop/lesson thing courtesy of the 2012 Blue Repertory Core, teehee! Man, I never realized how little my control over my voice had become. Ever since I stopped taking formal voice lessons, I've been doing weird pop-y, jazz-y kulots and vibratos and scoops-- it's kind of gross to listen to sometimes.

It's Jodie struttin' her stuff in a hat that's way too big
My lovely niece on her regular Thursday visit to our house! She's already 4 years old, man. It's crazy how time just seems to zip by. I was, what, 15 or 16 when she was born? She made the cutest faces when she had to poop! Oh man, I have to dig that picture up. It's really cool how babies change appearances as they grow--it's like they're shapeshifting over and over and over. But then again, we never really stop shapeshifting do we?

Shots of my first game of Journey at Tasha's house!
GOD GUYS, IF THERE'S A GAME YOU NEED TO BUY, IT'S JOURNEY FOR THE PS3 via the PSN. I need to save up for this because, oh my GOD. It was such a wonderful emotional investment. It was so fulfilling to encounter your first companion; so painful to lose him or her for the first time. I felt bad that I lost my first friend because of my impatience and the lack of proper communication, but at least I didn't finish it alone.

To Star-Shine, if you find this, it was totes fun drawing that endless DNA sample with you on our way out ;Q;! /cry
She-who-cannot-be-named-on-the-internet because her
parents can't know about her poledancing activities.
My lovely friend,                  ,, executing a pretty good "Dreamgirl" pose. Lower your hands a bit more next time, babe! Payat mo na, girl. Nakakataranta!

Look ma! I'm a flag!
Forgive the blur, that photo was supposed to be of me holding the position and not getting into it, but that's more or less what it's supposed to look like~

And finally, this is what I cooked for my breakfast yesterday: 

Oh god, I want this in my tummy again.
My yaya left for her vacation so we're to fend for ourselves while she's gone. My mom cooked most of our meals for the past few days because of our laziness, but this time, I wanted to give it a try. I made a pretty decent Spam + Parmesan + Mozzarella omelette and it was totes delicious even though I couldn't fold the egg properly. NNNNGH, I'd make more but there aren't any eggs anymore /wrist.

Hold on a little longer guys, the hair post is coming up next, but for now, I hope you enjoyed these pictures~

Today's post is not going to be full of pictures or anything extremely fantastic; today, I'd just like to say that I'm extremely grateful to have such good friends and a raburi boyfriend. I'm not going to delete this post, but it's more of a filler than anything really. I'm working on a long-ass post that's just going to be the documentation of the day I got my hair insanely bleached at the lovely Basement Salon at the Power Plant Mall in Rockewell, so stay tuned 'til then <3

Love you guys ;Q;


You are about to witness Angela Emmanuelle's attempts at becoming "a real girl". Please prepare yourself for a gratuitous amount of camwhoring as I venture into the worlds of fashion, food, and lifestyle-- actually, you're just really going to see what it is that I do in my spare time, so be prepared to be exposed to a whole lot of craziness, and hopefully, a whole lot of fun.



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