Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Winging it, One Ukay-Ukay Dress at a Time

I tend to get days like this, oddly enough, yes. I plan for it, work around the details and then I mess up, or things just unravel on their own, I dunno.



“She can wear a veil, an eye mask, even a potato sack over her head - it doesn't matter. True beauty never fades; it radiates the kind of glow, that makes you turn your head and look, same way you unconsciously look for the stars, when the night is dark.”

Veronika Jensen

Tuesday, 9 August 2016

And We Stay Afloat

This one is for the Citybuoy, who celebrated his day yesterday and of whom this attempting writer takes most of her motivation.

Friday, 8 July 2016

In a cafe somewhere I imagine us sitting as they close up and this song came along

This one's for the Professor who is flying away to The Land of the Rising Sun (this is a bit cheesy, why??) today because he is just so awesome that he'll get to be even greater than he already is.



Wednesday, 6 July 2016

July na Magdangal

July came wet and wild from the hola-helluva that was June. Tears christened me along with the trial of fire that I had to go through, June left me reeling and free falling into this dazed like state. I wonder what July will hold for me.

Sunday, 19 June 2016

Y.Z, put your weapons down, and come home from war


Sunday, 5 June 2016

A Look Back: Hey Yow, BaguioW!



I have been told that I have a very bad habit of constantly looking back in the past and feeling sad about it. It is extremely wasteful and not to mention a mood-spoiling routine, but I can't help it. There is this beautiful shade of something unreachable that blankets memories like this one, especially with the kind where you and I are both happy (or so I thought).

Thursday, 2 June 2016

sea·son·al af·fec·tive dis·or·der (Why Did I ever stop Journal-ing?)