the sea

artist/band: The Civil Wars
telly on: on everything Josh Hutcherson
soundtrack: Summer House - Gold Motel
flick: Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)
book: Star Girl - Jerry Spinelli

"The fool looks at a finger that points to the sky."

- Amelie

You know I love you, don't be a fool.

hullo stranger

Kira de Ocampo. Singer-Songwriter. Creative Writing student in UP Diliman. I am basically a grandma inside a 21-year-old body.

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6.11.2007 @ 1:38:00 PM
new haircut
after waiting for two long years of mom allowing me to have a new 'do, i finally have it!

i remember the good ol' days with my long layered hair that i've been sporting since 9th grade, and it was such a bummer since i'm soooo bored with it.

i tried coloring my hair, which is why people ask me if i'm a naturally brown-haired, but it was still boring, it can put me to sleep. (NOTE: i am naturally, although dyeing my hair made it "worse").

so then, i tried maintaining my side-swept bangs which i've been keeping since a kid. (way before people think side-swept bangs are hot.) and i realized the population of gurls wearing bangs developed.

hate it.

i need to do something.

i need to convince mom.

to allow me.

to get.


and i finally got it!!! LOL.

here's a before and after view. wahaha.

funny. i rarely post anything about my hair. but i'm happy about it. it's new change. and change need not mean losing something, but doing something.

safe sailing,


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