ASUS Philippines launched its new Zenfone 4 series last August 19 at the SMX Convention Center. Usually, phone companies just launch one model at a time but ASUS released a whole line of different phones for the inner photographer in you.
We Love Photo 💗
Basically, ASUS’ market (for now) are millennials (and non-millennials) that value experience or rather documenting experience. If it ain’t documented, it didn’t happen. Those who love taking pictures of travels or any memorable moment.
Focusing on the different aspects of mobile photography (i.e., aperture, battery and beautification feature), ASUS came up with a line of powerful and affordable smartphones ready to compete with its predecessors.
Last year, I impulsively booked tickets to Cebu just because I saw an A1 concert poster on Twitter. I also got my VIP concert ticket that same night. I used my GetGo points! Work got me really depressed that day so… don’t judge. This also happened way, way before I booked my Kim Bok Joo Korea trip, which I also happened because I was depressed so really, don’t judge.😝
The next day, the Manila leg poster popped up on my timeline. I should have waited but that would just be another concert in Araneta. When life hands me lemons, I make lemonade so I turned this impulsive decision into a one of a kind A1 Fangirling experience turned to an Amiciness Goes on a VL episode.
Short, funny and personal stories as told by moi, Amiciness. It’s also my first time to try making comic strips for the blog. I figured I liked telling stories, drawing, photoshopping and writing. So why not do all of them? Emmerayt? Enjoy!
1. How to Eat inside the Classroom
I was in the first grade when I first felt the need to eat during class. To not wait for recess and just eat my pandesal filled with bacon and sugar, prepared by my grandmother. Of course, this wasn’t allowed. So I put my head inside my stroller bag and took a bite of my awesome blissful sandwich. Et voila, my very own 1st grade hack!
Have you ever counted the number of likes your Facebook and Instagram posts get? I do but I count only those that matter.
Call it petty and shallow, or a non-existent first world millennial problem. Whatever. The number of likes matters to me. Likes of people that matter to me that is.
As a blogger, getting likes is important but whether I get ’em or not, I still need to do what I need to do. It’s good to have likers that aren’t people I know. I feel that they’re more objective and aren’t just liking because they know me or I told them so.
I may not get more than 10 likes in all the posts in my newsfeed combined but when certain friends do take literally a second give me a thumbs up, I am at peace. I get the energy to blog again. It makes me feel I have an army of supporters rallying behind. Then again, these likes come rarely.
I’m not gonna lie. I do feel sad when I don’t find their likes in my posts especially those that seemed to have “trended”. A part of me expects but I only find myself…well, disappointed. But yeah, I do what I gotta do.
In a world where interaction can be done with just a click or tap of a finger, friends don’t necessarily see each other physically anymore. And with the traffic, need I say more. The only means of letting your friends know that “yeah, I’m still your friend and I hear you.” (without messaging) is liking their posts.
Giving likes is the same as giving small compliments. Nice dress!Got a new haircut? I can’t wait for your next work.
Always be generous ’cause you’ll never know who needs ’em.
I remember when I told my mom that I was accelerated from grade 6 to first year high school. I whispered the news as we are about to shut our garage gates. I saw her face and how it lit up. I knew she was proud and happy. Everybody was. And I also was. Genuinelyhappy. Secretly, of course. We didn’t have Facebook then.
I miss feeling proud of what my hard work can actually achieve. I miss the feeling of making people proud without the need to try too hard. When I didn’t need to calculate and validate my every move. I miss crying tears of joy, being overwhelmed by happiness that you need to express it in the most ironic way possible.
My greatest achievement was when I was accelerated from grade 6 to first year high school, and it all went downhill from there. After that, everything became a competition.
My greatest achievement happened in grade 6 and it’s okay. It’s okay to hold on to that. That place in my heart and memories where I was proud and genuinely happy.