So I’ll Be Graduating High School In Less Than Two Months.

Candy Jar (2018)

I may look calm and composed on the outside, but I assure you I am in a constant state of internally screaming

A concept

Brian wanting to paint something awesome for noah and asking jude for help because let’s be honest the boy can’t even draw a straight line. And Jude gets so excited !!!! She gathers pamphlets and art books and tries to teach him a billion techniques he can’t even begin to comprehend and he’s just! so! lost! He spends a week working on 5 different sketches and “ohmygod jude they’re terrible, i’m terrible, i don’t know how you two do it, i should have sticked to sports. Do you think he’d like a signed ball??? Or maybe a telescope??” Oscar just laughs because god damn of course picasso would fall in love with a guy who can’t tell the difference between the color yellow and the color mustard. In the end, he ends up giving Noah a simple pencil drawing of him and noah star gazing with smudges all over bc he’s left handed and the struggle is real. he writes a tiny ‘i love you’ in the corner of the paper with a smiley face bc he’s a fucking dork like that and he’s so embarrased when he gives it to Noah like srsly he can’t even look at him. But even though it’s kinda terrible and it looks like it was done by a 9-year-old in sweetwine standards, Noah absolutely loves it. And late at night he stares at it and tries to hold back tears because jesus he has spent so much of his time drawing and painting the world and the people around him and no one besides his sister had ever taken the time to draw something JUST FOR HIM. and of course he spends the rest of the week grinning ,feeling like he’s walking on clouds and god he’s honestly considering having it framed????? and he’s so so glad he isn’t a horse because he loves that rock-collecting baseball-playing boy so damn much and he doesn’t know where he would be without him.

What a Journey It Has Been

Note: I don’t think this post can fully express how I feel about graduation. I’m not really good with words. But this is me trying.. :)

I still can’t believe I have graduated high school. Time really flies… fast. I feel like I’m still going to take the same route to the same school, see the same set of people, go to the same classroom, spend 8 hours with the same class, walk along the same hallways… and the list goes on. I guess it will start to sink in when school starts.. but I sort of don’t want it to sink in. :(

Get ready for post-sobbing + 4th year stress eyebags photos:  

I am so blessed to be placed in this amazing batch, Batch 2012, and meet these amazing people who have become my family and my home. Words can’t describe how amazing this batch is. I have to say that we are THE BEST BATCH EVER (sorry other batches, haha!). I am so blessed to be placed in this school, my home for 13 years, which has taught me so many lessons and gave me so many wonderful memories and experiences. My school and my batchmates, without them, I wouldn’t be who I am today. In fact, just to let all of you know, there wouldn’t even be Sophie’s Mom without them! My batchmates were our very first customers and pretty much started the whole thing. I owe it all to them. :)

Now, I can say that everything (all those never ending schoolwork, stress, zombie Sophie mode, no weekends, etc.) was worth it in the end. And sometimes we actually do get what we deserve. :)

Of course, I also thank my family who put me in this school and who have been working so hard to provide me with the best education. Also for their patience and understanding, especially when I am stuDYING and stressed! Haha!

And most importantly, I am forever grateful to God! Because without him, NONE of this is possible. Thank You for being my strength, hope and inspiration throughout this long journey. :)

Batch 2012, I know things will change. Definitely. But I hope we’ll never forget who we are and continue to dare to be radical. As a line of our batch song goes, “Don’t say goodbye, we’ll see each other again.” Hope we’ll never lose that bond even after years apart. :)

I love you Batch 2012. Long live all the magic we made. I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. We will be remembered. 

Congratulations to my fellow graduates! Here’s to a new road! Here’s to COLLEGE!!!

P.S. Sorry for the semi-dramatic personal post! This is something I want to look back too one day. :)

P.P.S. My next posts are scheduled because I will be out of town for Holy Week. So just keep checking my site for new posts! ;) 

And yet… Set It Up (2018) dir. Claire Scanlon

An introverted high school girl from a working-class background and her wealthy, debate-team nemesis can’t agree on anything. But when they’re forced to work together to compete in the state championship, they might discover opposites can attract. Candy Jar premieres on Netflix April 27, 2018. Trailer here.

a graduating senior's letter to freshman

tomorrow is my last day of high school. i guess it’s always been a tradition to give advice to freshman. when i try to think of just one solid line of advice, something that some scared 14 year old will hold onto for dear life until they are in my shoes in four years, it’s as if i’ve hopped on to a train that’s departing and i am screaming goodbye at the one’s i’m leaving behind. not once have i given someone a worthy goodbye. it always comes out in jumbled warnings and memories and wishes. but as my final day of high school lays ahead of me, i find myself on that train. i want to tell you to watch out for deadlines, and take more photos than you think you’ll need, and try new things even if you think you won’t like them. i’d tell you not to procrastinate, but in truth i just want you to learn to procrastinate well. don’t wait until the very last minute and end up turning in tear stained essays the morning following the night you spent rid with anxiety and feelings of worthlessness. turn in essays you write after you ditched studying to go driving around with your friends, essays that are filled with passion and too much conviction. always remember that what you get out of life is what you put into it. do not spend each day wishing for the next. you have to be there, so you might as well want to. i wish for you to love people with everything you’ve got, and then let them break you into a million tiny pieces, just so you know what it’s like. i wish for you to put up walls higher than the wall of china, and watch as one person single handedly breaks them down with just a few words. embrace every single thing that comes your way in the next four years, good and bad. embrace the positive and the negative, because you will learn from both. accept that the next four years are the only years when you will be surrounded by hundreds of people who are studying the same things as you, dealing with the same types of stress, are as much as they may hide it, are looking for support the same way you are. be that support for people. let other people be that support for you. and most importantly, be hungry. be hungry for growth, and success, and passion, and knowledge. remember that you are in no way required to be the same person you were 5 minutes ago. people say that high school is the time for finding yourself, but somehow i managed to lose myself more every day. cherish that, let yourself be constantly growing and constantly changing. realize that you will never find yourself and be happy with that thought, because to find yourself would mean that you had become stagnant. there are parts of your experience that are going to make you feel so numb, and you will settle with being stagnant and you will settle with feeling betrayed by your peers or your family or yourself. those times will come, but those times will also pass, and they are not worth letting the world break you. do not let the world make you hard, because you are beautiful and young and full of potential that you may or may not see right now. realize your own strengths, and do not dwell on the strengths of others. you are unique, you are important, and no matter what anyone tells you, the world needs you. 

these four years are short, so make it count. 

old(ish) musical aesthetics

phantom of the opera: evening gowns, dusty libraries, wine from a box, violins playing in the silence,  sad playlists, night time walks, crystal chandeliers, a cozy fireplace

west side story: tap shoes, jean jackets, dancing in the kitchen, late nights on the fire escape, roses in a mason jar, watercolor paintings

annie get your gun: red lips, lazy Sundays, leather jackets, mini skirts, cowboy boots, unlit cigarettes, greasy pizza, mindless doodles

chicago: silent desires, torn fishnets, hidden journals, glitter makeup, neon signs, club nights, winged eyeliner, matte lipstick

me: *patiently waiting for talented people to start writing “fbi agent watching me AU” fanfics of my otps*

fbi agent watching me:

Set It Up (2018)