Etoiles
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class=" aligncenter" src="http://www.atlasoftheuniverse.com/orion.jpg" alt="" width="540" height="480" /></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.atlasoftheuniverse.com/orion.jpg" target="_blank">image borrowed from The Atlas of the Stars</a></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">We are taught, in Nursery, of stars in rhymes that are capable of making wishes come true. By Grade School, they become badges of honor; medals we receive for proper decorum or academic excellence. In High School, they become role models; athletes and performers whom we wish were either us, or people around us. And by the time College hits us they are made to be of gaseous form, composed of Helium and Hydrogen, are far away, distant and unreachable.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2009/04/etoiles/#more-20" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>
A Test Of Patience
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class=" aligncenter" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; width: 252px; height: 350px; border: 0px initial initial;" title="Patience!" src="http://opinionsandexpressions.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/9496_schoolgirl_under_stress_while_taking_a_test_quiz_or_exam_at_her_desk_in_a_classroomjpg.png" border="0" alt="" width="252" height="350" /></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://opinionsandexpressions.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/9496_schoolgirl_under_stress_while_taking_a_test_quiz_or_exam_at_her_desk_in_a_classroomjpg.png" target="_blank">image borrowed from The Studies Reloaded</a></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">It's funny how as kids, we cringed at the the thought of a quiz, test, or exam. I remember making faces and testing the limits of my teachers' patience once the announcement of such events took place. It even got me to the Disciplinary Office quite a few times. At the same time, I was always a firm believer that tests are never indicative of who I was, or still am. Maybe it was reflective of my current state, or of my prevailing mood. But never in my wildest dream or sanest state did I succumb to the belief that a 66% grade in Math made me stupid with numbers, nor did a 99% in English Lit make me a laureate.<div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2009/04/a-test-of-patience/#more-19" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>
T3#3: 10 Things To Remember When Doing A Shoot
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class=" aligncenter" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; width: 550px; height: 363px; border: 0px initial initial;" src="http://www.grandpalais.fr/upload/m_file/550x550_51_vignette_DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" width="440" height="290" /></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.grandpalais.fr/upload/m_file/550x550_51_vignette_DSC_0038.JPG" target="_blank">image borrowed from The Grand Palais</a></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">This is the reality for someone who's saving up for a wedding (mine, of course): booking every available slot and saving up for that special day 15 or so months from now. So in the interest of those who are in the same condition as I am, whether it be purely to save, or for those who's schedules are just packed against their will, here are some things I came up with that might be of help or amusement to your already over-burdened lives. (<span style="font-style: italic;">Iba na talaga ang bored at naghihintay sa mga starlet ano</span>?)</p> <div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2009/04/10-things-to-remember-when-doing-a-shoot/#more-18" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div>
T3#2: 10 Things I Hate About Wannabe Photographers
<p style="text-align: center;"><img class="aligncenter" style="margin: 0px auto 0px; cursor: hand; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.photography-colleges.org/wp-content/themes/hello_d_wp/hello_d/images/photography.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></p> <div style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;"> <p style="text-align: center;">image borrowed from <a href="http://http://www.photography-colleges.org/wp-content/themes/hello_d_wp/hello_d/images/photography.jpg/">Photography Colleges</a></p> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;">Eight years in the beauty business has taught me one singular thing: there is no such thing as mediocrity. You're either just beautiful or you're not; just ugly or not. Plain is a white polo, or a place where you plant rice, not a beauty standard.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;">The same, I guess, goes for people who call themselves "photographers." With the advent of new technology (read: digital photography, and the countless list of "cam-whatevers" - from phone cams to mp3 cams, etc.) more and more people are getting into the realm of photography. But few, I declare, are worthy to be called photographers. It's meshing a great eye with technical savvy; clicking at that right moment whilst making sure one has prepared that perfect moment to begin with.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;">Let me keep this simple. The title says it all.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2009/04/10-things-i-hate-about-wannabe-photographers/#more-17" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>
T3#1: 10 Things I Hate About Home Makeover Shows
<p style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffxImage/urlpicture_id_1064687668614_2003/09/28/350queereye,0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img class="aligncenter" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 348px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffxImage/urlpicture_id_1064687668614_2003/09/28/350queereye,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> Ok ok I know it's been a while (read: almost half a year) since I last posted. I have been a deliquent. But in between bouts of writers' block, procrastination, and pure boredom, business has been booming, and life has been quite active.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;">But now that I have found the time to write (much like finding the time to go to the gym and haul my 15-pounds overweight ass), I will try to keep it as regular as possible.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;">Let me keep this simple. The title says it all.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2009/04/10-things-i-hate-about-home-makeover-shows/#more-16" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>