Located in Southwestern Tagalog Region, Sta. Cruz, Marinduque is now becoming a travel destination for both locals and tourists alike. If you think about it, it’s just another island.
Who is Yuzuru Hanyu? Wait, really? JK. I had the same question though when I first saw his name popped up in my twitter feed few weeks ago. The hashtag was related to the Winter Olympics in Pyeongchang and I didn't intend to check it out until I saw a video uploaded on Facebook. Hanyu,... Continue Reading →
Amo Gani. The person I remember whenever I hear South Border singing to Rainbow. He's a good friend, a big brother who loves arts, music, his family and his friends. He was amazing and unforgettable. He was too young but that was God's plan- I guess. I am still haunted by his death in 2003... Continue Reading →
The lights went down. The stage was dark and in a fraction of second after hearing the first boom of the drum, I saw Taka running on the stage.
It's the 2nd day of my immortal (a.k.a lutang) day. The concert has ended since Monday night and I haven't been sleeping well since then. Bits and pieces of the concert keeps on running in my head. And no matter how much I dislike "American Girls", I seem to find myself humming to the tune and... Continue Reading →
I read a lot. And some people often mistakenly take me as a highly intellect biatch because I read various kinds of reading materials. While in reality, my brain cells malfunction from time to time; I look at numbers like Chinese characters; I say stupid things; my English and even my Tagalog aren't perfect. I... Continue Reading →
My brain either wanders far away or in a total silence when I do my chores. It helps me make better decisions, contemplate the life I have and want. It helps clear out negative thoughts but sometimes invite some as well (well, I guess this is the downside of it). Nonetheless, I like it when my thoughts are overflowing like a waterfall ready to be written down. It may neither look peaceful and relaxing but trust me, it is. Specially when I see my clothes being dried by the sun outside or when I see my stuff tucked in the places where they belong.
While everyone else are listing down their reasons they couldn't see the band this year, I've crossed everything and included the concert in my monthly budget.
This note always brings me tears. In 2015 I've got everything planned. I was willing to give up my high paying job and earn lesser in a different industry doing a totally different thing. I was taking risks- little by little and it felt good. Really good that I thought I was ready to take... Continue Reading →