Pacar

Ayah: Toh nanti masing-masing pada sibuk sendiri, dia sama pacarnya, Dina melongo sendiri. Makanya cari pacar dong.

Dina: ...are you kidding me, Dad?

Feathers hairband=Native American

bookshelfporn:

‘tsundoku’ - the Japanese word for buying books & not reading them, leaving them to pile up.

Me. Absolutely.

(via rosemcphee)

America. Home for the Pringles lover.

Yehaw Dad-daughter skype.

My first Instagram photo kya.

Saturday morning’s Skype with Adek and Abang. Gawd my siblings are so hi-tech.

@miqdamn you know what? I feel like taking picture of the message behind it.

Sunday project: Recesky Twin Lens Reflex kit. I made it!

Sports Photographer

Today was a wonderful, rare chance for me. Our JV softball team didn’t have any match, but the varsity had one. While cooling off under the shed, I spotted a man with hits fancy camera and big lens. I have taken interest with sports photography lately—right after nature photograph—because if the speechless expression that you cannot even describe, or that magical moments when someone slides or do some crazy stuff.

My coach told me to gather up my courage to talk to him, but I felt like I might disturb him. I decided to talk, though. He was very nice and he actually had two Canon cameras with Ultrasonic lenses. Yes, the fancy, super duper long lens. I told him that I started to take a liking to sports photography and I took one during a track meet. He was suddenly so excited and immediately asked me, “Wanna try to shoot?”

I was… Speechless.
Me, shooting with such camera? It’s gotta be crazy!
I asked him several times if he was really sure about it, and he was just laughing. He asked me whether I’m gonna be here or not next year, because he’d like to coach me to be a sports photographer. I told him that I had to go back home, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to pursue sports photographer as a hobby as well, and I’d love to get some of his advices for it.

So, I got some shoots that are not as good as his, though. I was using his Canon EOS1 DS Titanium or whatsoever it’s too long with the 200 lens. It. Was. AWESOME.

He complimented one of my pictures although I cannot really see it on the screen.

He gave me his name card to get in touch through facebook and to see some of his sports photography pictures.

I nailed the day! Even though I left 5 home works today (but I made it to school since I redid them again), I felt really energized and excited. Yahoooow!

D-Day Prom

Here’s a short somewhat recap of what happened during D-Day of Prom, which was Saturday, April 13th 2013.

Me and my host sister found two couples who were very nice and pretty close to us that we’re nice enough to grab us to join their circle to the prom (in exchange for taking their pictures, which I didn’t mind at all). On the same day, earlier before prom, I had to volunteer for my Environment Service Learning Group on the library’s Earth Day. I stayed from 9 till 3 in the afternoon. Something very touching happened during the Earth Day and I’d explained that in the later post.

So, my hostmum picked me up and we went to Target to get some foundation. Apparently it’s so hard for me to find a right foundation because of my skin color and the sensitivity. Gladly I found Neutrogena Honey beige foundation. This Neutrogena brand is focusing for special need skin,no for those who need a foundation but doesn’t want to encourage more pimples break-out, you might want to consider Neutrogena, even for regular use.

After taking a slight, fast shower, I was ready for the battle. Yep, battle with make-up. To be frank, that was my first time ever dressing up and putting make-up for a dance by MYSELF. Gladly it turned out to be pretty decent, for me.

Then it comes to the time when I have to put my dress on. And oops. I got two suntan line on my shoulders that were pretty visible because of the Earth Day. I was laughing so hard because now it looks as if I’m wearing attachable sleeves.

Then, matter comes to the hair problem. I’m so used with my short hair that now, since I have this length of hair, I have no idea what to do with it. Time was ticking so fast that I was going to scream in my hostmum’s bathroom. My hostsister tried to help me with curling my hair but I was so scared since she put it so long, my hair started to feel like it was burnt. I decided to take the matters by myself. Time was still ticking, when our friend finally texted us that his date was still taking care of her hair as well, so he’s adding extra 30 minutes. Fyuh, extra time.

I finally took my hair problem to an end and it looked pretty decent, again. At least that was my first. And I wasn’t sure if I’m ever gonna do that again.

We finally met up in a quite pretty park, I took some of the two couples’ pictures and my host sister’s pictures as well. After spending some time in the park, we decided to have dinner in Olives Garden, some sort of an Italian Restaurant.

It was a very nice yet too much dinner. Our friend volunteered himself to buy the appetizer (although my dinner was an appetizer as well), which are salad and fluffy breadsticks. They’re delicious but just too much! My main supper hasn’t even come yet.

I ordered a Lasagna Fritta, which is basically slices of fried-breaded lasagna which is very good. But since I was very full, I only ate two of them. Three I gave to my friend who gladly accepted it, one I handed over to my host sister. The whole table were planning on ordering some deserts, and I’m pretty glad that all of us were really full.

We decided to go to our prom’s place with one car, it was 9.30 already. Since everybody was so full, the car was pretty quiet. To be honest, I had so much fun already that I thought I’m okay with not going to the main prom.

After arriving in the prom place, I was pretty puzzled. I am not a party person, but if I ever had to come to one, it’s probably an after party for a week-long conference or meeting. But this prom, it was dark and it was not that big. Not to mention, not so many people in it.

Some if our teachers were there as well, chaperoning. My favorite art teacher was there and I was so happy to see her there. We took several pictures together, and then the song was changed. I kinna like the song, so I decided to go to the dance floor and “exercise” a bit with my host sister. But then the song was changed again, and the scenery became… Pretty disgusting.

When I said disgusting, it’s disgusting for me, personally. It’s not that kind of hugging each other slow dance kind of dance, but it’s the girls in front-boys at the back type of dancing. And they were all over the place. Even girl to girl, those people who didn’t bring date. I guess that’s what they called as “grinding”. And it was… Disgusting.

And awkward to see. I went back to the spot where we sat, which is near my art teacher, and I told her it was so awkward. She laughed at me and she told me that it wasn’t like that when she went to high school, which is several years ago.

I even spotted the guy who once asked my phone number and texted me if I ever wanted to hang out with him or whatsoever one day. He was dancing… Pretty bashfully that I converted my eyesight as soon as I spotted him. Eew.

We stayed there until 11.30 when we decided to call our hostparents to pick us up. Most of the people were still dancing crazily and awkwardly on the dance floor when we left, and frankly speaking, I was glad we finally left.

After that night, I felt pretty glad that I went because I got nothing to lose and I got things to gain, although some of them are bad ones. But I enjoyed it pretty much, especially our picture and dining time. It’s worth a try, although you won’t lose that much if you decided not to go.