hbw! :)

  • England: This is not some simple task such as say, riding a bicycle, or cracking an egg, or c o m m i t t i n g p r e m e d i t a t e d m u r d e r
  • America: Wait, what was that last one?
  • England: Cracking an egg.
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autumn grass by marianna armata

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HBW: Frozen (in Space-Time) [Explored] by Don Price
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fun story time

This is at my school because we are v artsy and our walls are basically all paint and i am so proud to be at the school im at. So lady gaga posted it on instragram and we were v excited because lady gaga is queen. im not gonna lie, we’re a pretty liberal school and this was obviously salt at trump’s victory but honestly???

so right it went pretty viral and the superintendent calls our principal and is like ‘your sign is making a political statement take it down’ and like what??? do you want us to promote a culture of acceptance? because kids were terrified at my school on wed and still our. our gsa was in tears and that not even the worst of it.

do you want a sign that says ‘undocumented students there are walls…female students men can grab you…muslim students you are all isis…black students..all lives matter…mexican students you are all pretty sus so hand the drugs over…lgbtq+ we dont accept you’? 

honestly the fact trump won means that these simple statements of acceptance are now ‘political statements’ and im disgusted. im fine if you voted for trump bc of his economic politics (even if i dont agree) or policy matters but this is a matter of respect and love for each other and the fact that respect is controversial is so disgusting

if i come back to school on monday and this is changed or painted over im going to be so disgusted at this world

thanks for your time-

eliza

Epic Art tip #1

HBW / Panda / Pilot or any cheap ballpens are really good for a straight draw doodles XD also faber castel? idk faber or fiber?..wth XD

but hey 7pesos worth it :)

pencil? ooohhh theres monggol pencil and other cheap ones like free school supplies every firstday of school yr. (in elementary )

PAPERs!?
i’m a student also sooo buy extra notebook when u r bored in class, draw…..

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Beautiful in Pastel. HBW! by Small and Beautiful

OKAY OKAY SO IN THE BEAUTIFUL WORLD BLOOPERS GERMANY’S VA SAYS:

“We will interview all the activities, but not the Model UN because that would just be too metal!”

AND FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DONT UNDERSTAND:
MODEL UN IS SHORT FOR MODEL UNITED NATIONS AND ITS A YMCA PROGRAM WHERE EVERY MEMBER REPRESENTS A DIFFERENT COUNTRY, AND MUST KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT THEIR COUNTRY.
THEN THEY HAVE SEVERAL MEETINGS TO DISCUSS WORLD PROBLEMS.

ITS LITERALLY MIDDLE SCHOOL HETALIA.

GOODBYE.

MGA BAYANI HIGHSCHOOL AU

feat. MacArthur as English Teacher, Tonio hates groupwork, Artikulo Uno Squad, Miong, Pole and Co., Pepe and the Katipuneros, rl female bayanis, noli me tangere easter egg

Chapter 1 of 4 (?) KASI MAY DADAGDAG PA DITONG KASALANAN 

Chapter 2 here, chapter 3 here

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“Alright,” Sir MacArthur said, pausing in front of the class. “Today I’ll be telling you of your Performance Task.”

The result was a million groans ringing through the classroom and Tonio muttering a barely audible ‘punyeta!’. It was English class, the least of Tonio’s favorite subjects, and it had his least favorite teacher. It didn’t help that they, the seniors, were approaching what they called ‘hell week’. Also known as deadlines dito, deadlines doon.

Sir MacArthur swung his ID with its binocular keychain. “To make things easier for you, the faculty decided to integrate as much subjects as possible in your Performance Tasks. So you’ll be pleased to know that this incorporates seven subjects.”

Takte. This only meant that if they failed this one, they’ll fail seven subjects at once.

“Write this down,” MacArthur said, and there was the shuffling sound as people got their ballpens and notebooks. Tonio pulled out a small notepad—his to-do list—from his pocket. Kwaderno ng sakit ng ulo, he grumbled as he took his HBW. 

“You will make a short film, minimum ten minutes and maximum twenty minutes. Love story.” There was giggling from the Wattpad enthusiasts (and Pepe) “Burned in CD. You can get outside directors if you want, but the script must be made by you. You can also have other people in the film, but they can’t be major characters.” Ang arte naman, thought Tonio as he wrote.

“Other subject teachers will tell you what they’ll grade, but for English, I’ll be grading the dialog,” MacArthur counted off his fingers, “writing and plot. Speaking of which,” he put on his grin, the grin that Tonio absolutely feared after he told them let’s have deadlines for dinner tonight a semester ago. “The plot has to be something I’ve never seen before. You’ll need your group ideas to be approved before you get to writing. So now!” he clapped his hands loudly, and Tonio flinched. “Groupings! Count by six,” he said with the grin. And he pointed at Joven, the quiet boy who sat at the corner. “START!”

“One!” Joven said, with all the vigor that his name implied. The counting continued with his seatmate, on and on, while Tonio dreaded being groupmates with the lazy ones. You know who they are. Every class had them, especially class 10-A.

As the counting neared his seat at the middle, Pepe said, “Two!” and Tonio immediately started praying to all the saints, sana group two sana group two sana kasama yung valedictoria—

“Luna!” MacArthur suddenly boomed, disturbing Tonio from his vigil. The man was pointing at him. “What’s your number?”

Tonio blinked and looked at his seatmate, Alejandrino, for aid. “Ano daw?” he asked, ignoring how MacArthur’s mustache twitched in annoyance when he didn’t use English.

“Six ako,” Alejandrino said, almost apologetic. “One ka.”

Punyeta.

“O-one,” Tonio said defeatedly. And the counts continued. He grinned when Paco got in one and nearly drove his HBW through his notebook when Mascardo said the same number.

“Alright!” MacArthur’s voice cracked again. “Organize into your groups! By the end of class your ideas better be approved and a ¼ paper with members and group name has been passed!” Students stood up, holding up numbered fingers or shouting their group numbers, and MacArthur glared at Tonio. “AND USE ENGLISH!”

“Ayoko nga,” Rusca said as he sidled next to Tonio.

Tonio grinned at that. “One ka?”

“Siyempre brad. Ay, yun sila,” and he pointed towards the window area where Paco was waving a finger, surrounded by—

Ay, tangina naman.

Number One reason of why Tonio hated groupwork: his groupmates.

Rusca seemed to read his mind, and laughed. “Hindi pa katapusan ng mundo, dre.”

Siguro. Paco and Rusca were here. Joven, too— he wasn’t too close with the transferee, but they bonded from time to time during club meetings; and, he was always polite to Tonio. Apolinario Mabini was here, too—he was serious, he scared Tonio a little bit with his glare that could shut anyone up… but he was their salutatorian, second only to Pepe. He could trust him to do a good job. Perhaps the same could be said for the one behind his wheelchair.

Emilio Aguinaldo, class president, also an honor student, but too friendly with Mascardo and too sipsip for Tonio’s taste. However, they were on the good side. And then Tomas Mascardo. Then him.

And that was where Tonio froze.

“Teka, diba love story?! PERO LALAKE TAYO LAHAT DITO!”

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School Supplies Haul 2016!

School’s just around the corner here in my country, and so that means it’s time for a supplies haul! (: Me and my mom bought everything in Divisoria, from a wholesaler under the company name PAMCO. I highly recommend this store for all Filipinos out there if you want to save money and get the best deals. Take note that as of now, they are not accepting retail orders for some products. 

Details are under the cut!

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“Jet Stream”

Hey #LOOP Heads! Last year was a difficult one, but I’ve been inactive far too long. I just want to thank all of you for the support, shares, likes, and love over the little year and a half I was creating loops. I honestly didn’t know I was taking a hiatus until I was already in one, but I’m back! Aaand, I hadn’t completely stopped creating, so there’s actually a queue of fresh content, starting now! I thought this one would be fitting for today. Happy 4/20!

MGA BAYANI HIGHSCHOOL AU PART TWO

ETO NA. CHAPTER 2 OF 4 (?) KASI MAY MAIDADAGDAG PA DITO NA MAS MADAMING KASALANAN SA NEXT CHAPTER (filming na kasi yun eyy)

feat. Fanboy Andres, gwapito Manuel Quezon, sleepover at Rusca’s, Mabini and Aguinaldo are Investigatory Project partners, Pacoven???, Rusca is a shipper, stressed Tonio is stressed

Chapte One here

Chapter Three here

———–

“So ako, si Paco at Joven yung magsusulat ng skrip?” Tonio asked, writing it down in his kwaderno ng sakit ng ulo. As he wrote he noticed Filipino Performance Task!!! written on it. Bukas na pala yan. Lintik.

They were all sitting down at the best table in the cafeteria, the one next to the window that blew cool breeze that (somewhat) soothed Tonio’s nerves. “Oo,” Mabini said, who was poking at his tapsilog. Emilio was next to him, as usual. Tonio couldn’t help but find it a little sweet. “Pagkatapos i-send nyo sa’kin para ma-spell and grammar check ko. Sinong mag-e-edit ng footage?”

“Ako!” Rusca said in mouthfuls of ensaymada. At everyone’s stare, he said, “Gulat? Oy, magaling ako d’yan, wag kayong mag-alala.”

“Ako nalang bibili ng CD at mag-bu-burn,” Mascardo piped up.

“Wow, mahirap na gawa ‘yan,” Tonio muttered.

Mascardo glared at him. Tonio returned it in kind. To his right, Emilio groaned. “Pag tapos na yung pagplano, pwede na tayong maghiwa-hiwalay. Di nyo ba magawang maging sibilisado, kahit ilang minuto lang?”

Tonio blinked and looked at Emilio. The man looked more stress than he had ever seen him, and a strand of his flat-top hair was actually down. Hell week nga. “Sorry na,” Tonio said, quickly but earnestly. “Ano pa yung kailangan?”

“Cast,” Mabini said.

Something that MacArthur would’ve called ‘tension’ roiled through their table.

“Tsaka na lang ‘yan!” Paco pointed out. “Kapag alam na natin kung ilan yung characters at kapag nasulat na na’tin, tsaka na lang mag-assign.”

Mabini nodded, and he looked like a weight was plucked off his shoulders. “Wala pa namang due date na binigay. Basta ma-send nyo sa’kin Lunes pagkatapos ng long-weekend. Punta na kami sa library.”

Kami?

And Mabini wheeled himself away from the table. He was struggling to turn the chair until, with a huff, Emilio pushed the chair for him. As they were going away, Tonio caught some of their conversation.

“Kaya ko na’to!”

“Alam ko. Pero di ibig sabihin na papabayaan lang kita.”

“Sweet nila,” Rusca said with a smile. Tonio didn’t like that smile more than he liked MacArthur’s. It was the grin of a prankster with a plan in motion.

“Sunod din ako sa kanila,” Mascardo said, standing up. Walang may pake, Tonio thought.

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