Free Falling

This marks an ending of an era. And though there are no real final goodbyes, I think this one's gonna stick for quite a long time.

Taken: October 15, 2016
1 hour and 23 minutes of sleep/ Jeep from Bauan to Diversion Road-Jeep from Diversion Road to Batangas Grand Terminal- Bus from Batangas Grand Terminal to Turbina- Jeep from Turbina to Calamba Crossing Terminal- Jeep from Calamba Crossing Terminal to San Pablo- Jeep from San Pablo to Rizal Recreation Center/ 4 hours and 17 minutes travel time/ Traffic,Traffic, Traffic/ Hunger, Fatigue and Sleep Deprivation

Whatever happened to the x-of-11 Series

I am probably being thought of being incredibly self-centered because of this series and the posts that comes with it. But hey, it's my birthday after all and who else would like it if not for me?

Dead Flora: 8th of 11

I am going to tell you a bit about my Grandmother: 7th of 11

Shown here in the middle, donning a cream top and a very stylish pants, just being fab under a banana tree.

Rat Race: 6th of 11

I don't think I follow the same time frame as most of my peers. When it comes to achievements in life or simply going on through a certain phase in my life, I'm either late or advanced that it even frustrates me; mostly at myself, mind you.

Sensitib: 5th of 11

There's humor and then there's heckling, there's a difference.. When I think about it, I realized that  I adjust to the person that I am talking to most of the time, or at least I try. But weirdly, I still get affected by comments from people closest to me. Saklap.

1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th of 11

For the 1st time in 3 years, my Xof11 series started 4 days late. For this, D apologizes. My life is in transition and I kind of lost the thirst to share random going ons in my head because of what happened last summer. But this must not be so, I owe it to myself at the very least to keep on writing, regardless of how useless these ramblings are.

Here's to Changes

I once asked friends what is that one thing that is keeping them from doing what they want to do in life and often I was answered back that is fear. Fear, taking form one way or another. I am afraid. I realized that I have been afraid for a long time and this realization came after an onslaught of unexpected news in my life.

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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).

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

The D that loves

And despite of me, I still took photos. Even with the overwhelming pain that awaits, I still want to remember. 😢😭😵😖😫

A Day in the Life: Thoughts on May 21, 2016 (Saturday)

“You become what you think about all day long.”

― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hit Follow (Para kay Bernardo Bernardo na si Bernardo Carpio pala)

Ikaw,

2 taon na mula nang huli tayong umakyat ng bundok, nakita ko kanina sa facebook "On This Day" ko, paborito kang feature nun eh, grabe 2 yearsssss! Di ako makapaniwala, ang bilis ng mga taon, parang di naman din kasi I think last month lang nag-dra-drama pa rin ako over a memory of you, haha. Oh wells.

Yes, your Ukes. Picture taken without permission. Go ahead sue me, tapos babalikan kita ng demanda dun sa 500 na utang mo sa akin at sa 500 na di mo rin ibinalik nung nag-Baguio tayo at para sa damages ng puso kong wasak for the last 2 years. Siraulo ka. Ay di, joke lang, supposedly positive post to eh. Hahaha. 

Blueberries on the Side

He handed me the bills and specifically ordered  for a Cheesecake, "The New York Style" he said as he rushed to the bathroom while I look on.

생일 축하 해요 좋은 선생님

Go and save the world, I'll do the sleeping for the two of us.

2 am walks

She and the Wonder boy walked down a sparingly lit road at 2 am.

Note to Self

D,

In cases like this one, know when to or not to write. Today is one of the tricky cases so I'll step in to decide. You are not going to write about today.

"Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go." —Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

Oh you don't say...

It's in their silence and pregnant pauses.
The well thought out sentences and properly chosen words; all there to make you understand.

27 years ago today

I'm convinced that I got my smile from her, teeth and all gums, delivered with so much heart :)

...

Narinig ko muna ang tinig nya bago ko naintindihan ng lubusan ang mga kataga. 

"Sige, alis na ako...," sabay banggit ng pangalan nya. 

Going Places: Mt. Sembrano (Solo Hike) (Late late late post!)

Intended Publishing Date: February 19, 2015

Ever since I got back to climbing mountains again, I've been often asked why and I've thought long and hard for the answer but nothing substantial comes to mind. Fortunately I could borrow the words  of someone who wanted to conquer the extremes, George Mallory. He was asked before "Why do you want to climb Mt. Everest?" to which he retorted (and I firmly believe with every ounce of sarcasm he is capable of) "Because it's there." I am not saying that I can climb Mt. Everest, but I am not saying that I won't either. The human spirit is limitless, like the God that created it.

To salvage this day (Post-"Mahabang Gabi: Una sa Tatlo")

So much immaturity in this post, I can't handle it.

Okay. Facebook's "On This Day" app officially sucks. 

I have a theory

Post-Something Post

Over a month ago I was tasked to write a poem, a Tagalog poem at that, with the intent of presenting it to about 1,500 audiences. It was nerve racking. The writing process prompted the return of my insomnia, irritable mood and writing insecurities. It was not a good time.

Things you can't post on social media

March. Why are you turning out like this?

Dear *Joseph

March 17, 2016

Thursday

Quezon City

Dear *Joseph, 

I realized I haven't written to you in 6 years, 3 months and 9 days. This realization came after that weird dream during my nap after my lunch break at Mama's. Halos isang dekada na tayong magkakilala, at ang weird weird mo pa rin, kahit panaginip lang yun. 

Of Cupcakes and With Disappointments

Post originally intended to be published on September 2015. 

I'm finally coming around and finishing draft posts that I have kept hidden for as long as 2 years. Goodness, please excise this one. There are at least half a dozen pending on my draft box. What a lazy bum I am. 

  I caught a glimpse of her as I was walking out of the cafe after the wrap up of the medical mission that I participated in. I slowed down my walk for reasons that I do not know, I felt it was rude to quicken my pace as it is evident that she was bee-lining for me. I stopped on my track when she reached me.

Ceylon Tea Saves the Day

I think, nope I am positively convinced that I am experiencing the 1st hang-over of my life. This sounds really juvenile and I'll probably delete this entry after a couple of days because of sheer embarrassment that will be filled with, "What was I thinking posting this?" But if you know me I'd rather live a life of oh wells than of what ifs. Shocks, I am still able to put together what seems like comprehensible words, it's amazing. 

9th of February

Originally posted on my facebook page on February 9, 2016.
Minor edits made. 

Ika-siyam ng Pebrero ngayon at malamig. If things were the same, I'll find you at the lobby with a guitar on one hand and your bag hanging on the other. Tapos aayain kita ng Happy House Donut, my treat kasi it's your day. Pipisilin mo ako sa pisngi tapos ngingiti tapos magvovolunteer kang buhatin ang bag ko habang kakaray-karayin ko ang gitara mo. Sabay tayong bababa at sisirain mo yung moment sa pagtatanong kung nag-shave ba ako ng kili-kili (biset to). Hahaha. 

Pulu't Gata

Di ko na naman na-a-update ang blog ko. Not that it's should be thing na dapat ay may schedule, but I have promised myself to write constantly and I am really crappy on following promises like that. My last real post was so dark that I was (I think I still am) in a rut for while. I am still contemplating on whether to write about it, hmmm pag-iisipan ko pa yan. 

Hello!? 2016! Are you there?

Will be updating this blog soon.

So much happened. Aghhhhgahhhh.