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The scrournal… and more.
Having had recently succeeded in uploading all my scrournal entries, I’ve decided to take it one step further and post some crappy doodles from my past (and present) journals. I’m limiting it to mostly doodles though. Regardless of what you may have concluded from all my past posts, I do slightly value my reputation. There’s no point in shaming myself for all eternity at 22 years old. Who knows, I might actually want to live a simple and boring life someday. There’s no use in throwing out useless craps of evidences of my insanity to ruin my possible future dull existence. You’ll never know, I might actually end up wanting to run for president one day, and we all know nobody wants to vote for a (barely?) 5 foot tall girl who has psychotic tendencies… and prominent facial moles… right?
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The Blue Pages
This set is the last of the colored pages. FINALLY. All these uploads have done quite some damage to my non-20/20 vision. It really sucks that the infamous Iba robbers have ruined my glasses to the point that I can not last 10 minutes of computer time until I finally give up and curse them… and the damn glasses. It’s always a good thing to keep your old pair.
“Refuse to be just one of the many statistics”
It’s our barkada yearbook picture! Not everybody was present for the shoot, but there were enough of us to make the shoot fun.
It’s my Montessori school ID! Haha I found it while I was rummaging around my box o’ tricks from my grade school and high school days. I also pasted two neoprints (one I took with my sister, and one I took with my bestfriend Meakon), Singapore tours stickers, a name tag with the name ROW-MINA(?!?????!!!!), and finally an Ateneo Placement Office brochure.
A fruit-by-the-foot paper tape I saved from my first trip to San Francisco for my aunt’s wedding. Used stamps. And one of those papers that teachers ask you to pass around the room for your classmates to answer all sorts of useless questions about you. This was from 3-Borgia.
STAMPS and lots and lots of drama.
Basically this is Cersa 14K. Souvenirs and photos from our spur-of-the-moment EK trip before our college graduation, and after our Puerto Galera trip. Other pictures were from all our other tambays.
After Equitable PCI was bought (?) by BDO, I closed down my ATM account. I couldn’t bear to part with my Equitable card though, because I had such a beautiful love-hate relationship with it during my college years in Katipunan. So here it is… in all its peeled glory.
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The Yellow Pages
I love my first yellow page. I did this when I got back in Manila from the trip with mommy.
This here is the one of the few (two) pages that I didn’t make myself. This is Justin’s page. It’s his “dream home”. Haha It says: “10 Hectares. 4 bedrooms. 4 toilets. 1 indoor basketball court. 1 indoor swimming pool. 1 theme park. 2 dairy queen stations. 1 KFC. 1 Mcdo. 1 Jollibee.
As for the drawing, the one on the uppermost left side of the page is supposed to be the sun. The stick figure painting in the middle of the lawn is supposed to be me. The plane with the crying smiley is supposed to tell me how he feels when I leave him. And the two stick figures holding hands are supposed to be the two of us, happy together. Haha
This was a sketch/collage that I made when I started missing college. It was inspired by Avenue Q’s number, entitled “I wish I could go back to college.”
This is a sketch of the bean-y duck that Justin gave me back in college.
One of those random doodles… It’s a house!
Baggage claim tags. Ticket world envelope. West Side Story tickets from the manila production starring Christian Bautista and Joanna Ampil. A glorietta parking ticket. And lots and lots of doodles using permanent black marker, white out, red nail polish and a piece of plastic.
Justin’s plane ticket to Davao last November 2007. Movie tickets from the movies in the States. A metro card!
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The Orange Pages
The pencil marks actually say “words” while the red pen says “supress.”I was supposed to fill the blank spaces with silver ink, but I never got to doing it because it sounded too tedious.
ADMU vs DLSU game ticket. I don’t think you’ll ever be a full-fledged Atenista (or La Sallista for that matter) if you haven’t watched an Ateneo-La Salle game. That being said, ONE BIG FIGHT! GO ‘TENEO!!
One of the plane tickets I saved from my second trip to San Francisco. From Manila we had to stop over at Hong Kong for an hour or so before flying off to Sanfo. I remember seeing the city’s lights from the plane.
New year 2008. I wrote “this will be my year” but I’m not sure if it turned out that way.
I got this from my 18th birthday surprise party, the one Justin organized back in 200…4? My friends wrote messages for me on a paper pasted onto an illustration board with a photo of my head pasted over an FHM calendar (I think).
The kitchen cupboard in Paranaque.
This here is my favorite orange page. I pasted photos from our Borgia-Bellarmine-high-school-classmates christmas party.
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The Purple Pages
The Purple Pages. I don’t know why each color page set seems to have similar themes, but apparently they do.
This first page I did while I was in San Francisco. The materials I used were black permanent marker, pencil and my reliable white out correction pen. If you try to make sense of the sketch/project, the four middle boxes actually spell “F-E-E-L”. The four outer boxes say “nuts”, “cry”, “uneasy” and “scared”. This was just during one of my emo homesick moments.
My 1504 family. My lurrrrrrvvvvvssssss. OF COURSE I HAVE TO SCRAP ABOUT YOU GUYS!
This was one of those random posts I did just because.
My 1504 welcome: A MERALCO Disconnection Notice. AND AND AND Samantha’s shower post-it! I couldn’t resist. I just had to keep it before we completely vacated the condo. Spam, this one’s for you! 
This page is basically a hodgepodge of ticket stubs, metro cards, receipts, fortune cookie fortunes from my US trip. Oh, and an out-of-place SM Advantage card. I had nowhere else to put it so I pasted it here.
Vintage photo booth. This was taken back in ‘94 in an arcade somewhere around San Francisco, or I think it was Vallejo. It’s a polaroid of my sister and I with Auntie Aida. I love this picture.
This was the page after our polaroid. I cut off a square relatively the same size as the polaroid to show the page before this. Then I “stitched” up the hole using needle and thread. Then I pasted this navy blue ribbon I found at home. The black stains are from stamp pad ink. AND the silver stuff are glitters.
Materials: an Esprit tag, paperclips, blue highlighter, staples, silver metallic pen, scotch tape.
The page behind the Esprit tag. I inscribed a poem written by Pablo Neruda:
Each day I learn something,
combing my hair everyday
I think what you think,
walk
as you walk,
and eat as you do,
I circle my love with my arms
As you circle yours,
And then
when all’s known
and each is made equal,
I write
I write with your life and my own.
Another page filled with Neruda. This one’s a poem entitled “If You Forget Me”
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The Pink Pages
The pink pages are THE photo pages. It’s not intentional. I just ended up covering whole pages with all sorts of papers/paperclips/tapes/etc.
I covered the two pages with black permanent marker. I didn’t know what to do with it until I saw a picture of Auntie Char, and a gift card she gave me for my graduation. The bookmark on the left’s not pasted onto the page. The left side’s just plain black. I keep it so I won’t forget. Not that I ever will.
This is a page I dedicated to two thirds of our trio—for Trina and Chuchay. Some of the pasted papers/slips are: ACLC Soul Tasklist, my French oral exam slip, the calendar Trina gave me for 2006, and a Mocha Blends claim stub.
My sister’s and my page. These were photo stickers from back when we were BOTH still in college, and the closest cinemas were in Eastwood.
Tickets. Immigration cards. Boarding Passes. These were all from the my sister’s and my Singapore Trip after my college graduation. I love this page. I pasted our favorite Sing pic together.
A page dedicated to moi. I went crazy with the masking tape, but I love how it turned out. I also taped multi-colored paperclips onto the page, just because I can.
A tribute to our Puerto Galera Summer 2007 trip before we marched for graduation. I miss everyone. I miss the sun.
And finally… something I wrote when I was probably pissed off.
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The Beige Pages
I wrote/sketched/pasted/compiled the beige pages when I got back in Manila, and some in Davao. They’re mostly outlines and plans and pasted pictures.
This is a poem I copied written by Pablo Neruda.
This is a sketch of the clock that Justin gave me back in college. The text I wrote below it says: “You can’t keep on making other people decide for you. Every minute you wait is a minute wasted.”
This is an outline of the Mobile Project I helped my cousin, Francis, make for his art class. It actually came out pretty good.
Random ramblings…
How can I NOT include another picture of my family?
This was an outline I made for when I was planning out how to design my web page project during my internship at an IT company.
Finally, I made this… It’s a collection of pictures of my high school barkada. I created striped patterns by pasting masking tape onto the paper, then I pasted miniature pictures of everyone on top of it. It’s one of my favorite pages.
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The Red Pages
The second part of the colorful scrournal. It never really occured to me how tedious posting all (well, most) of the contents of the scrournal would be. It doesn’t help when my glasses has a bizillion scratches all over the left lens from it’s close encounters with the infamous robbers from Iba, Zambales.
However, being the sadistic moron that I am, I’m still gonna post every single not-too-incriminating entry from the scrournal, ONE SET AT A TIME. I don’t care how long it takes me to finish this. I’ve made a commitment to my (currently) two viewers/readers, and I intend to give them their money’s worth. Not that they’re paying me to do any of this. But OH I WISH. That would solve all my unemploymen-and-lack-of-direction problems.
Anyway, here begins the journey of the red pages… These were mostly done during the train and bus rides to and from New York, Washington DC and Charleston.
During one of the nights we spent with Auntie Laura’s sister’s home in Queens, NY, I had a dream about Auntie Char. Everyone was sitting around the dining table, but there was one chair left empty. I kept expecting for her to show up, even though in the back of my mind I knew she had already passed away. I had the distinct feeling that we were waiting for her, but she never showed up. I woke up crying silently while mommy slept beside me. I found out later that it was her death anniversary, and I completely forgot.
My New York Experience. I love love lurrrrrrrvvvvvvddddd New York. I had some of the best times of my trip while I was exploring the city.
I got to meet up with Eugene and he became my official tour guide. He acquainted me with the metro, introduced me to some of his friends over cocktails at this Thai-owned bar, we scoured Bleecker Street to look for Magnolia Cupcakes and finish a box of 4 just between the two of us—feeling very Sex and the City pig-ish—walked anywhere and everywhere–museums, adult sex stores, parks—we caught up with each other’s lives while people-watching from one of the benches in Union Square.
I also got to watch Les Miserables with Lea Salonga playing the role of Fantine. It was one of the highlights of my trip.
ALSO, I had the best time exploring the museums all over New York. I saw Starry Night by Van Gogh, and other paintings by Klimt, Warhol, Picasso and Matisse. It was such a thrill to see my favorite paintings up close.
This was just one of my random doodles. It was on the news: “Blazing car crashes into airport.”
I saw a picture of this guy on a magazine and decided to try my hand at sketching him. He ended up looking like my late grandfather. His name was Fred.
I bought a copy of People magazine during one of our train rides and one of the articles was about Meerkats.
I think I did this when we got back in Aiken, South Carolina. I just wanted to do something with the black permanent marker, that’s why I ended up doodling this.
This was to commemmorate mommy and my crazy and hellish Greyhound experience from Washington DC all the way to Savannah, Georgia. We were supposed to go straight to Charleston, but they overbooked the buses and the terminals were a mess. So we ended up staying with Auntie Kathy at Savannah. We got there during the wee hours of the morning. It was either that or just go straight to Jacksonville, Florida.
This was just a lame attempt at sketching portraits. I’m not very good with sketching people, unless I use grids. I had to write “SHE” because she looked more like an adolescent boy with dreadlocks, wearing a baseball shirt instead of a peasant blouse.
July 6, 2007. Waiting for the bus at Richmond, Virginia. The grapes were from the grapes mommy brought with us during the trip.
This one I did when I got back home. There was a blank red page left, so I decided to fill it with our family group picture. This was from my grandparents’ golden anniversary.
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The Green Pages
Aptly titled “The Green Pages” because the doodles are literally in THE GREEN PAGES of my scrap journal.
So here begins the journey of the scrournal:
I bought the journal on June 17, 2007 with Uncle Rob at Borders Stonestown, San Francisco.
Having recently joined the ranks of the unemployed, my cousin Ryan kept telling me “Hey Rowminaaaaaa, get a joooooobbb.” Believe me, no one knows better than me that I do INDEED need to get a job. That however does not stop me from punishing myself with self-pity.
Still feeling all my teenage rebellion (regardless of the fact that I have already graduated from college), I let off some steam by doodling something as silly as this.
The next page was something I did while I was just bumming around my Aunt’s basement while babysitting my cousins, AFTER I finished reading “If Andy Warhol had a Girlfriend.”
I’m not so sure where I doodled from when I made the sketches for the next page. I think it was while mommy and I were waiting at the airport during our flight from San Francisco to Aiken.
More doodles… If you notice, I refer to the U.S. Army a couple of times throughout the pages. That’s just because I see a lot of soldiers around the airport rushing to their flights.
The bit about the onions I probably did while Auntie Laura and Mommy were cooking in the kitchen.
During the trip to Aiken I brought with me a copy of Auntie Lulu’s “Jane Austen in Boca.” Hence, BOCA.
As for the floral patterns, I think I copied it from Auntie Laura’s quilt. The “Eastern Buffet” was where Auntie Laura and Uncle Jesse brought us for dinner one time.
When we were staying with Uncle Jesse and Auntie Laura, Uncle Jesse asked me to help him come up with a sign for safety at work. These were just some of my ideas…
Uncle Eddie’s Margaritas! This was sketched during my stay at Uncle Eddie and Auntie Yoly’s house in Charleston, South Carolina.
When I got bored, I doodled. It took me a while to finish the patterns.
I sketched this while the golf channel was on TV. Uncle Jesse said it was the first time he saw a golfer wearing bell-bottoms.
While waiting for our (Mommy, Auntie Laura and me) train to New York, I did this sketch of the train station. The girl’s supposed to be me. Uncle Jesse drew it.
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