You may notice that there is now an Exhumed thingy in my description area. If you like Bastille, or is fond of Dan Smith like I do, please take the moment to open it. It’s a new fan fiction I’ve been working on. So yeah, read away. Thank you!

Dear Wonderful Anon,

I saw your recent message, and it’s the second message that I received today that made me really smile (well the other one was from a socio-political organization in the university I’m enrolling myself in, and it’s just funny because I’m not officially a student yet but they’re already recruiting me). Anyways, thank you once again, nice person. You have to know, I have been pessismistic for as long as I can remember. But thank you for encouraging me, and again for appreciating the things I do.


Love always,
Ariene

P.S.: It would be great if you reveal yourself :-)

I just saw this message, and I’m very very flattered. Thanks a bunch, nice person. Anyways, I’m not really sure why you like my photos/posts, but that’s very nice of you to appreciate the things I do. The edited photos are products of pure boredom. I don’t even know how to properly use Photoshop. And whenever I’m on Photoshop, I don’t really have a goal. I just go with the flow.

Let me use this photo of the huge ass ferris wheel in Enchanted Kingdom.

So I began with Image-New Fill Layer-Solid Color(?) haha I’m not really sure

Then I chose a color. Most of the time I use any shade of blue, and I used this particular color on this photo because I want to give emphasis on the sky.

I changed it to Overlay then dragged the Opacity level to 25%. The next thing I do is I play with the Curves and the Brightness/Contrast. You can do pretty much anything. It’s really up to you to experiment with stuff.

This is my favorite part. I love playing with the Exposure.

This step isn’t really necessary. I just like to Gaussian Blur some photos because I think it’s a nice effect plus it’d be great for the next step. But again, it’s not necessary.

The last step: add Noise. It gives a film/hipster effect or something. Sometimes, I don’t add Noise anymore, but it really depends on what kind of photo I’m editing.

So this is how it looks like. It’s not good in my opinion. You can add some Vignette effect if you want, but that’s up to you. I hope this has been helpful. I’m sorry if it’s crappy and all. (I’ve never done any tutorials before so yeah). Also, I’m not sure how this looks like on a computer since I typed this down on my iPad. Hope it looks decent though.

Once again, thank you so much for putting up with my crap. (Wow, so pessimistic. You’re so close to being Dan Smith, Ariene. Great job. Okay, I’ll shut up now)

Nine months ago, I had this epiphany, but I decided to keep it to myself because it’s wrong to have such emotions. And besides, someone else came along.

But on that same month, that someone else disappointed me, and only one person was there for me. I should have learned from that lesson.

You are so fucking stupid, Ariene.

Now I feel like I’ve been making terrible decisions and that I’m throwing my life away for the wrong person.

Summer, I’ll stand the fall

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These were from a shoot I did in March for the promotion of our Lasallian Star Quest Finals. Clearly, the venue was inappropriate for a summer-themed kind of photo shoot, but we didn’t really have a choice. And besides, I had so much fun doing this plus it was awesome to have used a different camera. Thanks, James! Well it’s summer time, so I guess this post is relevant? (I’m sorry I am just trying to find an excuse not to write the new chapter for my Harry Styles fan-fiction) 

I officially graduated from high school few weeks ago, but I’m not as sentimental as most of my batch mates were/are. It’s sad, I get that point. But maybe my high school experience was over-whelmed with so much joy, happiness, infinite moments, that there’s no room for sadness. I swear it was a roller coaster, and it seemed to only go up, but through it all I had my awesome bffizzles. Des, Beige, Therese, Kien, Basco, Martie, Jobe, Yumi, Jearl, Teza, Shayne, Daddy, and Liliana (not in this photo), you guys will always be my peasants. You have no idea how I’m truly grateful for the forever within the numbered days. There is no certainty to what the future will bring me, but I hope, and I continue to pray, that you’d still be a part of it. I love you so so so much. Forever and always, your pretty weird princess.

I officially graduated from high school few weeks ago, but I’m not as sentimental as most of my batch mates were/are. It’s sad, I get that point. But maybe my high school experience was over-whelmed with so much joy, happiness, infinite moments, that there’s no room for sadness. I swear it was a roller coaster, and it seemed to only go up, but through it all I had my awesome bffizzles. Des, Beige, Therese, Kien, Basco, Martie, Jobe, Yumi, Jearl, Teza, Shayne, Daddy, and Liliana (not in this photo), you guys will always be my peasants. You have no idea how I’m truly grateful for the forever within the numbered days. There is no certainty to what the future will bring me, but I hope, and I continue to pray, that you’d still be a part of it. I love you so so so much. Forever and always, your pretty weird princess.

Say Happy Birthday To Apache

belgradetuvilla:

lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

So this is LOVE :)

belgradetuvilla:

lovequotesrus:

EVERYTHING LOVE

So this is LOVE :)

You’re not supposed to read this

It’s 1:20 in the morning, and I just finished watching episodes of a certain television show (don’t ask). It’s kind of relevant with what I’m going through right now, and I’ve been thinking, it’s been a while since I’ve been truly honest with myself.

Few months ago, I had this dilemma with my emotions. It went on for days, and even to a point where I couldn’t sleep thinking about the decisions I made. If the feelings were right. And do you know why I couldn’t say it out loud? Because I don’t have the right. Because in the first place, I know very well that it’ll never be me. For such a long time I had to supress the infinite torture and act like everything’s fine. Other people actually noticed it, and I was so stupid to let myself believe in the illusion that it was going to wok out. But I’m also a human. I’m a girl. So one day I decided that it was time to at least tell somebody about it. I almost told my best friend about it. Almost. Until somebody else came along.

I thought I was going to be happy. I thought this was going to be the right decision. But lately I have realized that I’m only lying to myself. I have been attempting drastic changes, forcing myself toforgetthe things that I’m not supposed to feel, but every time I try, it gets harder. Something happens and I get hurt, then I try to cheer myself up with another lie, and I get hurt again. This — whateverthisis — it’s a vicious cycle.

So many things are involved, and a lot are at stake, so here I am right now making another decision that will surely haunt me for the rest of my life. I am choosing to let this lie take its course. Wherever it brings me, I hope I will be happy. There is nothing else I want and need but to be happy.

“I will forever suck. And you’ll be going down with me, sugar.”