This Star Child...

DISCLAIMER: I really wanted to do this but I got so lazy to come up with a more coherent post with pictures and all so I made an outline format of my memorable 2010 moments. If I sent you the link then it means YOU are very much a part of it. :) January: Lost my phone during Sinulog. Sprayed Tequila Rose all over the parking lot of One Mango Avenue. Eeew. February:  02/13/10 = L . Good friends visiting Cebu! SMBPP Racket :D Bohol à Snorkeled for the FIRST time! March: Cattski Ten!  RCTV & PLDT Live & Loud.  Kumpara 63 Racket. Rode AND drove an all terrain vehicle for the FIRST time! April: Self Imposed Isolation for Holy Week. Birthday Surprise with people I barely knew (at that time). PARADISO! RCTV VJ Screentest! May: Artist Ko PMES. J Hale Manna. First Automated Elections à Team Galing at Talino! June-August Island Hopping with Screentesters. <3 The brother staying in Cebu for review à Another FIRST (having relatives in Cebu for long periods of t...

Today I attended another wedding. Its actually my third this year. All three had red as the motif. Its supposed to bring the couple lots of love and luck. Last year my parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. The motif was blue. Our gowns blended with the decoration of the reception place. But there was unlimited wine,so it was still awesome. This year my pseudo parents (in Ubec) decided to put an end to their marriage. With a little intervention and help from my real parents, and a little fixing on their part, they finally decided to just work on it. Many people do not understand their relationship, its too easy and too obvious to say that they should just quit, but for some reason, I think they shouldn't. At least they're trying. I am 24 years old. I have been in Cebu for 8 years. I am home now for the Christmas vacation. In Kalibo.  And every year, every time there are weddings HERE in Kalibo, people would always ask me: "Hay ikaw Ne, san-o ka man masun...

It was actually my dad's idea. I was walking in and out of the different rooms in the house. Restless. "I'm bored." I told my dad. I've been on vacation for only 4 days and yet I miss being busy again. I have been looking forward to this break for months and now that it's here, all I could say is "I'm bored." "Why don't you write? You do that all the time." Okay here we go again. Yeah I used to do that all the time. Hai. So I opened my old multiply blog and once again read my posts. I remembered how it felt...The excitement.The simple high that I get from being able to express something. The giddy feeling whenever there's  a notification that says 1 Comment received. I miss having to hurry to the computer and typing furiously as I tell whoever out there's reading what happened to my day. I miss telling stories and reading stories. I miss "writing my heart out" and not even care what other people would...

Every night, before I head up to a garbage dumpster disguised as a room, I’d sit on a rusty stair case right outside our gate and stare at the sky. Sometimes the sky would stare back at me and give me that mischievous wink of his, and I’d smile. Then there are times the moon would show off and gather her minions around and together they’d sparkle like diamonds and I’d sit there and marvel at their beauty. And right then and there, I’d think about my life and how the universe above me seems to examine it under a microscope and I’d wonder what would they be saying about it right now? From time to time I’d get distracted from my trance as dormmates would pass by and say hi and probably wonder what I was doing there, sitting with my happy stick and staring at the sky. But as time passed they probably got used to it as they would just walk right through without even giving me a second look. Sometimes (usually when my neck already hurts from looking up), I’d check out the scribbles an...

DISCLAIMER: When I think of coming up with my first entry for my 5th blog (yes, 5th---don’t ask), I just totally blank out because I don’t really know what to say. For starters, I was an active blogger before and for some crazy stupid reasons, I had to stop. And then I just started being afraid to write, and let other people read my stuff. So I created an anonymous blog for my random rants and musings. I guess some of them were kinda good---but still, I was afraid to share. But having an anonymous blog is no fun because what’s the point, really? So I’m starting all over again. With a clean slate and a new blog URL. Hopefully this time I’d be braver, and be able to just let it out. Me and My Starrs. My life changed in Year 2008 when I decided to get a tattoo. I was just sitting there in the office and my officemates were all out. I was feeling kind of weak and vulnerable and I just wanted to get out and do something that would make me feel…invincible. So I turned off my computer, ...