Please give me the power to yoga because i just wanna overtime in the comfort box that is my work desk


The older we get the more in touch we become of reality.it's a nice thing actually, when all the things you watch in TV fades gradually and you start loving everything you have.


things i think of on sunday


Makes me think every actual human being I know is bloated.


I feeel so good at saving money these days... like "I'm on the right track" kind of feeling.

(P.S. Sorry harddrive, I'm not buying you until next month)


Finally paid for my maccimac.com and my mom's website again. No no no no, I'm not abandoning you blogspot. Or I dont know.


Talking Shmalking

It's 1am and therefore time to panic that I'm not asleep yet.

I just added every living soul I know in Instagram. But now that I've done it I'm suddenly all conscious: "ugh, it's pretty much like I've invited them to look at the photos I take an realize that I just look party... but nooo, I only have images of dogs and bags to show off."


 So huh. Fugly blog, eh? This is what happens when you don't have anyone to impress. A two word text header (which isnt even fairly creative)... way below what people would expect from a forever blogger as yourself. Plus an advertising arts major.

Okay, so I actually have a job ladies and gentlemen. And as much as I want to whip up a fancy shmancy collage of the beautiful things happening in my life, I'm doing a collage of why you should buy my company's products.

(Nope. Still not disclosing company name.)

In betweener

Thanks 8tracks.com


I would like to

I would love to fix this blog and blog selfishly again. Like how pretty the bag(s) I bought awhile ago was, how I need to attend yoga class tomorrow because I missed it for a week (maybe two), and how I've been reading nonfiction for months now.

I would like to blog about how everyones blogs have evolved into faintly relate-able blogs because we are all no longer in college and we lead different lives now. It's still very interesting, mind you, because its striking how different our realities are, but all so trivial and mundane. I've been very conscious about blogging because I did not want to bore people. I would put so much effort in avoiding the word "I".

(Oh and also I've discovered Instagram and was turned dependent. So long too whatever Photography skills I've acquired in college.)

I would like to blog about growing up... or the not growing up. I'm sure I'm not alone on this, but I'm also sure that other people are not suffering a slight stunt in their growths.

I would like to discuss feelings, being the girl that I am, but I won't divulge because I respect my boyfriend and I know he loves his privacy. Maybe I'll tell you where we had lunch, yeah?

I would really really love to make a mood board. Miss Weng, an officemate asked for a photo of a local celebrity to put in hers (she wanted to lose weight as successfully as the celebrity did) and it reminded me of how relieving and inspiring and pretty much pleasant moodboards are. I'm recently attached to my tablet these days, I'd love to turn it into my wallpaper.

I'd love to tell you how much I love people. Most people. People relieve me, really. I'm happy really that I am fond of people instead of afraid of them... I'm sure a lot of people avoid crowds. When I was little I was actually shy (could you effing believe that?), but I actually was. Well more than shy, I was uhhh mean. I was people incompetent. I'd get in more fights than in alliances. Alliances were important and natural for children, but I remember struggling with that. Until the recent years, I'd find myself clashing with personalities

I love being alone and unconscious of how people would perceive me. Anonimity is a blessing. But also love company, I love dinners and lunches and coffee and pretty much just hearing what anyone has to say. It drives me away from my thoughts, I guess. Arent we ALL afraid of our own thoughts.

And as my ex-interns would say, I tend to be uhh existential. Pf.


Energy attracts energy.
One little energizing thing leads to the next enrgizing thing and so on.

Okay I'm sure you don't know what I'm talking about and you don't half as much as care. I'm just reminding myself.

I have so many things on my to-do list, that does not have anything to do with work. Everyone always wonders, where does the time go?



Thanks girls.


Bagong download

Instagramming EVERYTHING. sooo happily noobly.


What you think about, you bring about

“I have two wolves fighting in my heart. One wolf is vengeful, fearful, envious, resentful, deceitful. The other wolf is loving, compassionate, generous, truthful, and serene.” The grandson asks which wolf will win the fight. The grandfather answers, “The one I feed.”


Rant random

My room is so messy :( it makes me feel so absolutely irresponsible and totally unladylike.

And my tooth hurts.

On another note, i have instagram now. Yipeee


September Plans

September is DEFINITELY cheapo happiness month. And ONLY cheap happiness allowed!


Child's Pose

<3 new love: relief yoga. After a long day, nothing beats well-formed stretching.


Oohh positive vibes in general

I actually had a personal project recently where I write down 10 things that I'm thankful for everyday. This is in line with a book I haven't even read. (Byrne's The Magic)

So in no particular order, for my life in general, here are what I'm thankful for.

1. For a the perfect parents who are eternal loving and gracious
2. For my pleasant sisters who never fail to warm my heart
3. For a boyfriend who loves me and respects me and never ceases loving me despite my crazy times
4. For my friends who has the best words and the time to spend growing with me
5. For ate neng and the others before who has kept this household peaceful and loved us despite not being family by blood
6. For ginny, luna, phil, and bubbles.. for being fluffy sources of sunshine, no matter the weather, especially in times when my family's heart hurts of loss
7. For my office mates who remain laidback even when tides are high and the energy is low
8. For yoga for healing me. For sleep.
9. For lolo and lola have been dedicated to us girls
10. For myself for finding the drive to thrive and improve
11. For God.



I really need to take more photos. Reminds me of pleasantries.

(posted using android tablet)


Not that I'm all superficiality, but material things do count

Dear sisters, parents, boyfriend, and friends: It's almost my birthday!!! Woohooheeheee.

The mandatory annual wishlist:

Book Wish List
1. In general I'd be happy if anybody gives me Slim, Calm, Sexy Yoga from Women'sHealthMag (Available at all leading book stores)
2. Allure and Marie Claire magazine are nice too
3. Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of the Champions also seem interesting
4. I'm in an age of self-discovery and internal drama, I love Bo Sanchez
5. I just really need a good book to launch me into Good Writing mode

Sunday Morning

After days and day of heavy rain and bad ol' Manila flood, it's finally a pleasant Sunday morning. The feign smell of baha is still there, all amag-smelling, dirty, and stuffy. But gawd its so pleasant to be at the dining table with cereal, brewed coffee, and the Sun. I'm sure the whole Metro Manila is feeling the same. Relieved and light.


Ho ho ho. Seeking peace, wisdom and all the pseudo-new-age thing that I tend to believe in. Still the same old hippie me.