Sunday, September 21, 2014


Sunday, September 21, 2014

I never really figured out why I love thunderstorms so much ever since I was a kid (but only when I'm inside the house) despite its startling sound and God forbid the aftermath it may bring. Don't get me wrong but I just love the flashes of lightning and the roaring thunder that follows. I love the smell of the rain and the sound it makes on the rooftop. I would have watched the spectacular beauty from our balcony if only the wind isn't too harsh and cold outside.

Thunderstorms, however despised by many, are kinda relaxing to me. Therapeutic and soothing as a matter of fact. Best if spent snuggled up on bed because nothing beats feeling safe in the arms of your love  while having a warm fuzzy feeling all over as the storm rages violently.

Wish I could spend a night like this with you, Lab. Haha. I miss you on nights like this.

Blogger Tricks

Feels like the first

There's always the first time for everything. And yesterday, it's my first time to see a starfruit (balimbing) as big as this. No kidding. I was even told this isn't its full size yet. Well, I just thought I'd share this with you because I find it peculiar though it might be common for some.
It's even bigger than my hand! :)
Anyway, I'm not here to share about first times. Because if I do, I don't think I would finish listing, if not everything, the most significant ones that happened all through out my 29 years of existence.

I woke up at 2am and since I couldn't go back to sleep, I decided to watch a film. To which unexpectedly gave me the same feeling the first time I watched it more than ten years ago. I regret watching it again because all the more I couldn't go back to sleep. So I thought I'll just type away some thoughts as I wait for sleep to come. So today, I'd like to share with you things that I've read, watched, or done to which doing it again still feels like it's the first time.

Here goes...

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

On breaking commitments

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The weather has been so dicey the past few days. One day it gets really hot then the next minute you'll be greeted with tremendous showers. We'll today has just been perfect. Perfect to stay on bed and snuggle under the sheets. But since I am already in the office, a cup of hot chocolate will do.

I poured a hot chocolate drink in my mug, then for some reason, I added a teaspoon of coffee in it. The aroma instantly awakened my senses. It smells good. Perfect. Just perfect for a gloomy and cold morning.

I sipped and savored the bitter-sweet flavor of my hot coffee-choco drink until the last drop. It was good. So good that I suddenly felt bad about it. I just remembered I haven't been drinking coffee since February.

Why do I feel bad? It's just coffee. Darnit.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Coming second is worse than losing

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Watching the UAAP Cheerdance competition brought me back my cheerleading spirit. I have watched every team perform. And basing from that, it's already easy to predict who will fly and who will flunk. NU and UP performed really well that everybody could tell one of them would bring home the bacon. Most likely NU.

Yep, NU nailed it.

Is coming to second really that bad? Did you see how UP publicly displayed their disappointment the moment the 1st Runner-up was announced? It's like bitterness surrounded them that they could hardly move from their places. It took them awhile to stand up. Accepting their award graciously seemed like a daunting task. I can see soreness. Both from the body and the heart.

Odd Quirks

Everyone of us has this awkward or maybe undesirable habit, but since we're already living in a society where the not-so-normal is more than welcome, let's just say such habit can add up to the personality which makes one even more interesting. We always have a thing or two in us that sets us apart from the norm. What's normal for us could be something others often dismiss as odd, weird, awkward or sometimes annoying. Everyone has quirks. Every. Freakin. One. And I believe no one is an exception to this rule.

Today I was told I am weird for dipping my instant pancit canton in a Pinakurat vinegar before eating it. Well, that's just one of the many things that make me weird, or I should say, unique. So today, I'd like to share with you a bunch of things that are perfectly normal for me which you may find pretty different, not normal, weird, or whatever you call it. And maybe uninteresting. And some items could strip off any respect you have for me. Haha. But for the sake of fun and telling the truth, I'll share it anyway. Here goes...

Thursday, September 11, 2014

The Gift of Idleness

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Seems like I got it all figured out. For the past few days I've been wondering what's keeping me on fire. If you would look at my archive I haven't really been so active at blogging. I may have been active at some point, but I was only micro-blogging at most. Usually about mundane events with nothing to think about. I was posting for the sake of posting. Nothing more than that.

But looking back at the past few days, or month for that matter, I've been posting about things that somehow make sense. Kumbaga, may laman ang mga sinusulat ko. It's not that I am writing about socio-political issues, life in general, current events or whatnot. I'm still writing about my life, how I'm living it, how I see the world, what I want and don't want, what happened to my day or what resembles to be what people used to write on their diaries. I still talk about me (hey it's my blog, so I don't think I have to apologize talking too much about myself). But the thing is, at the end of every post, I consciously or unconsciously share with you lessons I've learned, realizations, and few thoughts to ponder.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Why I love Ian

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

I rarely have celebrity crushes. Heck, I couldn't even recognize most of the "hot" men to date. For example, my friends and I went to watch a movie. Then there's this one trailer when my friends (girls - yeah i have to emphasize on that one) suddenly went giggling. I, on the other hand,  who was so engrossed on the film because I find it a bit funny, didn't pay attention to the actors on the screen. Then I heard a remark, "Grabe, ka-hot ni Channing Tatum."

Channing Tatum. Ah, yes. I've heard about him right. As a matter of fact, I've heard about him a thousand times before. I just didn't care enough to be able to recognize him on screen. No. I really didn't care at all. I think I haven't even watched his movies yet, have I? I don't know. I am not a movie buff to begin with. Loser noh? Haha.

There are just too many good-looking celebrities out there that I can have a crush on. I can like as many as I can. And drool to as much as I can. But only few are the ones that I admire the most. I'm not even talking about superficial admiration here. I'm talking about the inner being, what does it make them without that fame or pretty face.

And one the of the celebrities that I really admire, is no other than... drumroll please...