The Moment When I Forgot About the World (El Nido, Pt. 2)

Logged out, shut down and forgot about the world. These were the exact things I did when I went to El Nido. Funny, I didn’t have my laptop with me. My phone couldn’t access the internet as well. The islands had my full attention and I didn’t think anything was worth the trouble of being bothered. I was in El Nido in the first place! What more could I ask for?

Our El Nido trip wasn’t part of the plan but I’m more than happy that we went through it anyway. We all decided that since we’re already in Puerto Princesa, why not go all the way?

Let Loose and Get Lost. Then Find Yourself in Palawan (Puerto Princesa Pt. 1)

The smell of the salty breeze, the rush of the waves at shore, my flowing Sunday dress and a good company. The heavens were as happy and as bright as what I felt inside. Finally, I was in paradise. Better yet, I was in Palawan.

A humungous slab of land situated on the West Philippine Sea, Palawan is an island that boasts and without a doubt delivers highly impressive natural attributes. And when I tell it like this to someone who has been to Palawan as well, it would sound more of a cliché than something that’s exaggerated. Believe me, I’m not the kind who is too fond of hyperbolic form of speech. But when I’m in such place that bestows white sand beaches, glistening waters, jaw-dropping land and rock formations, friendly locals and a clean environment, I’d be more than happy speak of it in a colorful manner.

Manila Blues

A work colleague told me the other day that he was thankful he didn’t grow up in Manila. I asked him why even though I sort of knew what he meant to say. So he answered “kasi hindi masama ugali ko.” (Because I’m not mean). I knew it was a joke but I did agree somehow. Honestly speaking, it’s understandable that living in an environment like Manila, you do get a bit of a tough persona.

Amidst Everything and Everything in Between

A simple reminder about the finer things in life. I saw this photo today and suddenly it hit me. I am not the kind of person who is too fond of the idea of love as most people perceive it to be. I don't really bask too much on its definition. More so, I have never treated this affection as highly as I have treated loyalty, kindness, determination and justness. But I do know that it is something precious, something rare and something genuine. The only problem is, I cannot seem to fully define it because of how the society portrays this overused word, literally and metaphorically.

And then I saw this post. Somehow, it gave me a lot to think about.

Sending You a Letter for It Is More Heartfelt

Hi.

I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I don’t want to be your anything. But I like you.

I know it’s what you feel as well. I know I’m just someone random in your life. Someone to help you with your “thing”. But then, you like me too. And we both know our bodies want each other. We want to explore each other’s secret spots. We want to cover ourselves up in just sheets and shy the night away making sweet, sweet love. We want to grab each other really hard and intense, test where our kisses would reach, where our hands would land and our breaths would meet.

Torn Between Two Lovers

Oh my g! Oh my g! Nakakalooookaaah! Confusion ang peg ko today. Ang haba ba ng hair? Abot Japan? Abot Japan? Paano naman kasi, not one but two ang mahal ko these days! Charot. Sabi nga nila, bawal ka daw magsagwan sa dalawang ilog or something like that. Naturalmente! Try mo sagwanin koya. Try mo lang.

Haaay layf. Kung bakit kasi kailangan ko mag decide. According to Renz Verano, sana dalawa ang puso ko with matching husky voice pa nga eh. Ay mali. Si Janno Gibbs pala kumanta nun. Hihi. Sowee phowz. Sana nga talaga dalawa na lang din ako. Isa na kay lovey doods number one and the other one kay wishart number two. 

Ang hard kasi pumili! Naloloka ako ng very light. Let me explain kasi…

Some of my Life’s WTF Moments

Believe me, this isn’t even half of all of it. Circumstances aren’t arranged in chronological order. I hereby solemnly swear that all of the events below are real-life experiences- not a single fictitious WTF moment was made.

Everybody Loves Flirting So Everybody Should Flirt

The norm of the sexes just baffles me sometimes. Until I reached twenty and finally had the liberty to fully interact with the opposite sex (which isn’t even that active, by the way), I realized how complicated the rules are. They’re just so many I can’t even grasp all of them at once. What’s worse is that they’re so much easier said than done. Literally. It’s so easy to give a friend an advice when they’ve messed up or they’re plain clueless on what to do with some guy they have the hots for. But when it happens to you, you instantly become like any other stupid, ignorant human being that constantly tries to fill in something that doesn’t really even need filling in.

I Am an Island Girl

The rush of the waves is an instant high. The moment I hear its sound as it hits the shore, I know exactly I am in someplace I want to be. The sunlight is as perfect as ever. I do not care if it’s too bright. I don’t give a rat’s ass as the heat lets me sweat from the specific crevices of my body. It is the beach anyway. I can take a dip whenever I please.

Why We Live

No one ever does understand the complexities of life. We never know. No matter how much we inquire, no matter how much we seek, it would never be enough. We would still continue to look for something- even if we already do not know what we’re exactly looking for.

Monday Blues Because I am so EMO

Yes. Sometimes too much caffeine makes me emo. F*ck caffeine. Oh wait, I love caffeine. Sorry. 

Reality hits you hard. Straight to your guts and then right through your brains. You feel that pang. That haunting voice and eerie shudder. But you have no choice. You have to fight it. And then, you have to beat it. Fast. Fast and straight. Because if you don’t, it takes you down to your knees. And when it’s not contented, it takes you flat on your face.

The Epilogue on What Happens When You Don’t Know What’s Next

A dozen mosquito bites, an uneven tan and muddy shoes- these have been my new signs of a successful adventure. I’m surprised that I haven’t acquired dengue or malaria out of this trip. But it doesn’t matter. Even if I had I wouldn’t regret it once I survive. Mosquitoes are part of nature anyway. And this trip, by all means, was nature.

Looking at my right arm as I’ve counted eight swells from the bites so far, I perfectly remember the words from the man who welcomed us warmly in his humble abode that seemed like it has sprouted naturally from nowhere. It weren’t deep words really. But they were wise. Basically, what it meant was “get used to it”.