The Stylish Scholar

Meliora Eligo. I Seek the Better Things.

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Awww… you’re so sweet! Reading your message made my day. I wish you wrote your name so I can thank you properly. :”> It really feels nice when people appreciate my work - I get inspired to do better. Haha. God bless you too! :))

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Just Wondering

Yesterday, I went to the Bureau of Internal Revenue to fulfill one of my work requirements. While waiting for my taxpayer identification number to be issued, I happened to glance towards a small sign beside the woman assisting me. It bore her name, photo, position and an enumeration of her responsibilities. Then my eyes zoomed on a certain item…

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Did you see it? Yes? Yes. What exactly does Function Number Three entail? I was curious and I really wanted to ask the woman. But I was afraid that she might obliterate me. LOLJK.

If you can enlighten me on what this particular function is about, please do so. Hahaha. :))

~Cris, July 23, 2014

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Learning New Things

Hello. It’s been a week since I last posted anything. It’s a combination of a lot of things why I couldn’t write easily. But I’m feeling better now. My beloved kitten wouldn’t want to see me sad, right? :)

Anyway. Next week would mark my first month in my first job (hooray). In the days that have passed, I got to learn a bunch of new things. My work as the fashion merchandiser/designer for Viseversa entails different responsibilities. From researching different trends and pegs, creating new designs and line collections, selecting fabrics, allocating merchandise in the stores, analyzing the sales progress of the products and clientele type per branch, making spec sheets and taking notes during sample fittings, coordinating with other departments and the warehouse, attending different meetings, to being a pseudo-paralegal (LOL) who writes contract drafts.

A whirlwind of tasks, but I keep in mind that these things would be useful for me in the long run. If ever I pursue a career as a designer, even with my planned future path to be a professor, the things that I will learn from this stage onward would certainly be applicable.

One of the new things that I learned at work was digital rendering/sketching. I was used to doing freehand illustration and painting with watercolor and pencils. Back in college, during some occasion wherein I needed to present my designs in digital form, I would ask some of my friends who can do digital rendering to help me out. But now that I was told that I also needed to learn to draw using the computer, I knew I had to rely on my own strengths. LOL.

And so, one of my office mates (hello Teacher Tat) taught me how to make illustrations using Adobe Photoshop. This was one of the results of my 30-minute tutorial. Hihi. :))image

It’s not perfect, but I tried my best, teehee. :”>

~Cris, July 22, 2014

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The Cat Returns to the Sky

Once again, I have learned that each moment spent with those you cherish is precious. Sometimes, we take those special ones for granted just because we are used to having them around. We go through our routines without caring much because we know that when we go home, they will be there waiting. But then, we forget that nothing is permanent. Sooner or later, the things that we’ve grown accustomed to having will be lost.

Yesterday was one of those days wherein I went through my daily motions without knowing that my life would be changed unexpectedly. I was at work when I received a call from my mom. The quiet shadow called Death came to fetch my baby kitten Crossini. 

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I’ve always known that Crossini won’t be with me forever. I knew that his stay at home is temporary because my family members are asthmatic and are allergic to animal fur. Someday, I would have to give him away to a pet shelter or to someone who could take care of him better. I just didn’t expect him to leave me so soon.

Honestly, it was difficult to keep my emotions in check. Lunch break just ended when I learned about what happened to Crossini. It was tough to continue working and act as though nothing is wrong, when I all I wanted was to be with my kitten. I had to endure waiting for hours before I can go home. My mom and my brother were considerate enough to wait for me to pay my last respects.

Some people might scoff at the depth of emotions I’m feeling for “just an animal”. I don’t care about them. But those of you who have fond memories of the first pet that you had will understand how I feel.

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We had family dogs, Sasha and Happy, who were both good and loyal. They were with our family for years, but I didn’t form a strong bond with them because they lived in the azotea. I could only play with them for a while and feed them as they couldn’t stay inside the main house. I never loved them as much as I loved the kitten who stayed with me for just a few weeks. For the first time in 23 years, I found a pet that I can call my own.

Each day I spent with Crossini was a learning experience for me. I found out that raising a kitten was challenging as they were very delicate, so I did my research. I learned about his different quirks, habits and preferred brand of cat food. I became attuned to his moods and wary whenever he was too frisky. Inasmuch as I wanted to focus on raising him, I couldn’t because my job is priority. I’m really grateful to my mom and brother for watching out for Crossini when I’m at work. Most of all, for being with Crossini during the last moments of his life.

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Having Crossini in my life made me really happy. Whenever I read a book, do embroidery or watch my favorite series, he’ll sit on my lap and observe what I’m doing. Whenever he mewls, just like a doting mother, I would pick him and cradle him until he sleeps.

He would always sit at the edge of my bed, waiting for me to come home. Every time I enter my room, he’ll approach his usual spot and give me a welcoming “meow”. That “meow” that rings with happiness is enough to cheer me up and make me feel better. That dear sound is one of things I’ll surely miss, and the small scratches on my arm will always remind me of him. Every time I glance at his spot on my bed, I’ll always remember the little bundle of warmth that used to sleep by my side.

When we lose someone important to us, we wonder about the “what ifs” and often ask “why?” But I wouldn’t do that.

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Some people believe that when a beloved pet dies unexpectedly, he is protecting his master from impending danger. For Crossini to lose his nine lives all at once, he must have saved me from something gravely serious, right? Whether this belief is true or not, I'm sure that there is a reason why God sent Crossini to me, and why he was taken away from me. I'm just happy that I was able to meet him even just for a short while. That for the brief time we shared together, I was able to make him feel loved and wanted.

To my dear Crossini, I’m sorry for the times that you were lonely when I wasn’t at home. I really do wish we could have spent more time together, but… it’s probably not meant to be. Thank you so much for making me happy. So happy. I’m sure I’ll meet you again someday. And when that day comes, we’ll play to our hearts’ content.

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I love you, my cat that fell from the sky. Sleep well Baby Crossini.

~Cris, July 15, 2014

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Working Girl

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Hello. It’s been a while since I last posted anything because I’ve been busy with work. As mentioned in my previous post about my kitten Crossini, during my birthday week, I got my first job. So yes, I’m a working girl now. Hihi. :}

Thankfully, I was able to survive my first week with flying colors. LOL. As a newbie, I’m still adjusting with the way things are done in the office. But my transition is going well because my co-workers are nice and are willing to help me out. It also helps that the atmosphere in our department is light - the people are friendly and funny while still being professional. I’m glad that one of the people in the office is also from UP. It feels comforting to meet someone who shares and understands the same experiences I had in a place I called my second home for the past six years.

Somehow, my first day in the corporate world felt like the first day of classes. The night before I went to work, Mama and my aunts were fussing over me - preparing my baon, giving me reminders about commuting and telling me to just be myself and have fun. So sweet. Hahaha. :))

During the week, different tasks were assigned to me. Taking one step at a time, I’m beginning to understand what I’m supposed to do for the company. I was a little worried about how to manage my schedule - work, helping at home, taking care of Crossini, finding time for my friends, my other fashion endeavors - but I’m coping by setting my priorities straight.  I’ll just have to keep the determination, resilience and faith which gave me courage to face everything that came in my life through the years. And so, I remain optimistic that this new chapter in my life will go well. :)

~Cris, July 6, 2014

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The Cat that Fell from the Sky

The past week has been full of surprises for me. One of which is the new boy who came into my life. Teehee. :}

Last Monday, I was told that a kitten fell from our roof into the laundry area. We couldn’t keep pets at home because our family has asthma (although it’s mild in the case of my brother and I). My brother has a soft spot for little animals, so instead of shooing the kitten out to the streets (thereby increasing the chances for it to prematurely perish), he released it in our backyard (where it could survive with the fruit-bearing plants and could eventually be reunited with its mother).

I am quite fond of animals, especially the little ones (puppies and kittens). But growing up, I was never allowed to keep my own pet (for the reason that it might trigger the aforementioned asthma attack/allergies). But when I heard the piteous mewling in the middle of the night, my maternal instincts were triggered. Thus, I found myself in the backyard, armed with a flashlight, cradling a shivering kitten.

Disclaimer. I don’t usually get too affected by lost and lonely kittens because it’s a sad reality that not all these animals can find someone to take care of them. But for some reason, this little one with its gray coat and olive green eyes just touched my heart (cheesy, but true). :p

And so, meet my little boy, Crossini (named after the first food that I fed him. LOL). Meow. :3 

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Although his official name is Crossini, I call him Baby (what? He is a baby cat) most of the time. Hahahaha. :)

As I said, I’ve never had a pet before, so I don’t really know how to take care of a kitten. But what I know is that what he needs is a lot of love and affection.

For almost a week, I’ve been taking care of Crossini and got to learn a lot about taking care of cats (based on the several articles I read online). To be honest, it’s a bit challenging (especially cleaning up the mess, ughhh). At first, I wasn’t sure if he hates me because he likes nibbling and biting my hands (which I discovered to be a cat’s form of showing affection). But seeing him sleeping peacefully, watching him go “crazy happy” when it’s playtime, hearing him purr when I pet him and meowing happily when I get home, make me feel so warm and fuzzy. It feels nice to be needed by somebody.

I am not the superstitious type, but I think Crossini is a lucky charm for me. Since the day I took him in, I received a lot of good news. After waiting for weeks, I finally got my first job post-graduation; the day I accepted the job offer, another company tried to hire me; and during my birthday, I got a really wonderful news (which I will share soon) about something that I’ve waited for a month.

I think that God gave me these blessings because of my hard work and determination. Maybe it’s good karma for the goodness I’ve shown this kitten. Perhaps it is a combination of both.

I’m not sure for how long I can keep Crossini by my side, but I want to make the best of the time I have with my first pet - the cat that fell from the sky. :)

~Cris, June 29, 2014

P.S. Thank you to my friend RC for the (evil LOL) Nyanko-sensei phone holder, hihi.

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Birthday dinner with my family. Thank you to everyone who greeted me today - through texts, Instagram and Facebook. I&#8217;m really happy to receive your well-wishes and messages. :))
~Cris, June 25, 2014

Birthday dinner with my family. Thank you to everyone who greeted me today - through texts, Instagram and Facebook. I’m really happy to receive your well-wishes and messages. :))

~Cris, June 25, 2014

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Preserved in Pixels

In two days, I will be turning a year older. A few weeks back, I told a friend of mine in her early 30s that I felt so old. In which she raised her eyebrows and asked if I was so old, what would it make her? LOL. :))

The years have gone so fast. Before I knew it, my quarter life began to draw close. When I was younger, I tried to keep a diary which was a failure since (1) It was dangerous to be left on its own; even secret hiding places could be discovered (2) I skipped a lot of days and being so OC, I decided to scrap the entire thing. Thus, I decided to keep an online journal, a blog, instead. I started my chronicles with the now-defunct blogging site Multiply which covered some of my high school days (I think) and the first two years of my college life.

Eventually, I felt that it wasn’t interesting enough. So I opted to create a Tumblr account instead. This blog of mine spanned the past four years - the years that I spent as a Clothing Technology major. This online journal became a scrapbook of sorts. A hodgepodge of my anecdotes and life as a UP student, my random thoughts and interests, the different projects that I made, my love stories and little (+ major) heartaches. Keeping this blog is therapeutic for me as I can express my feelings without constraint. And so, thank you my dearest blog and to the people who spent some of their time to read about my life (and ask me questions about UP and about other matters), haha.

After graduating from the university, it’s time to pursue the goals I’ve set for myself. And whatever happens, I still have this blog as a reliable confidante. LOL. 

My 22 year old self preserved in pixels. Aureus top made by me. Photo by my brother Raf.

~Cris, June 23, 2014

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