It Was Indeed the Fairest Night of All

I have never thought that a year after attending my very first Davao Bloggers Society Christmas Party, I will be one of those who will be preparing and managing this year's Christmas party.

You see, I have been appointed as the Secretary of the Davao Bloggers Society. Have I known about the drawbacks that come with it, I would have not accepted the role. Because first, I am no longer eligible to win raffle draws nor will I have the chance to bag the Best Personal Blog Award for this year's Davao Blog Awards again. Bummer, isn't it?

But then, I am just kidding. I'm thankful for this. I am thankful to be an officer. I am thankful for this new family. And even if it can get stressful sometimes, I would not have it any other way. Nothing gets ever so rewarding when you pull off something you devoted your supposed free time with that made everyone else happy. :)

So for this year's Christmas party, we, the officers have decided to go for a Disney theme. And I thought it was easy because we all grew up with Disney. Turns out this only happens when you're a kid. To an adult, however, it's a different story.

Although honestly, while everyone was frantic about what to wear, I had my costume prepared 3 weeks before the party. I decided to come as Pocahontas because I don't think there is another Disney character that fits me well (Mulan, perhaps?). Plus, I already have a skin-toned bodycon venus cut dress that's just perfect for a Pocahontas. All I had to do was just sew the fringes, make a belt, and voila! Nailed it. I don't even have to spend a hefty amount for it. ;)
with Pau of who bagged the Best Dressed Award. Photos by Jim Carlo of

Mondays and Rainy Days

The past week until today has been the Mondayest week ever. To be honest, it felt like I am stuck in an episode of The Walking Dead where everything nasty and ugly is chasing you and badly wants you dead (and here I am talking as if I watch TWD). For more than a week, I really thought the universe hates me because nothing seems to go right. I was already on the verge of becoming a nutcase. Then Columbia happened.
And bubble wraps. Yes, bubble wraps kept me sane.
I just got myself a new pair of Silver Ridge Convertible Trek Pants from Columbia. And it was enough to act as a Prozac. Yes, ganun ako kababaw. But then when I think about it, hindi naman talaga sya ganun kababaw. Never in my life have I thought I would own a trek pants that would be worth more than 3,000 bucks. Akala ko pang ukay-ukay lang ang beauty ko. I'm not the one who would splurge on taong bundok luxuries like this tapos ipanggugulong, ipanggagapang, at puputikan lang.

But I guess, with all the hard work and that all-nighter project I just pulled off a few days ago, I deserve this. I am just too happy that I even bothered to blog something nobody really cares about. Unless this post is about Trek Pants Shopping Tips, then this will remain insignificant, at least for you.

The Resorts World Manila Experience

I have got to admit, I rarely ever check my blog email. Yes, the one I posted on my contact page so people can get in touch with me. I wouldn't know that I was getting a handful of emails until Kuya Andrew (Davao Bloggers Society's President) asked me if I got an email from Resorts World Manila (RWM). So I checked and behold!

I have been exclusively invited to the RWM Christmas Familiarization Tour.

As interesting and exciting as it sounds, I was quite apprehensive at first because I have never been invited to an event this big. And knowing RWM, the words world-class, prestigious, and elite are always attached to it. And buddy, I am none of those things.

This is something far-fetched and different for me. But different is something that I always love to try. It is definitely an experience I wouldn't want to miss. So even if it means working double time to make up for the two work days that I won't be around, I gave out a faint, sexy whisper: Resorts World Manilaaaah.

Here. I. Come.

Being Sick Sucks

I don't always get sick but when I do I get the nastiest cough and cold virus ever. I think this is the first time in 2016 that I got hit (yeah, I'm a hardy like that). I was all and well training Muay Thai, then the next day I have a sore throat, then came the fever, and now my voice is gone. I have an annoying dry cough, my nose is stuffy, and I can't breathe properly.

I hate being sick because it makes me lose my appetite and I end up feeling completely incapable of taking care of myself. I hate that I feel too needy. Jan has been going the extra mile to take care of me when in fact I could have done things myself. Although I love it this way (spoiled girlfriend alert teehee), being sick still sucks.

And the worst thing about being sick is the timing. The body could have chosen another time to weaken and lay all the drama of dying. I cannot afford to be sick when I have to impress the client with my awesome skills and fast delivery. But work is not something I could do properly when the head is all foggy. I couldn't get a lot of stuff done. Even writing this post is a beast.

I really hope I get better soon because I have a prestigious and BIIIIIG event to attend to. Not that I am excited about it (the word prestigious scares me). But damn! It is something I don't want to miss.
Ito talaga yun eh. Ito lang naman kinain ko bago ako nagkasakit.

Get a Life

I was browsing through a thousand photos that I have just transferred from my memory card and sorted them according to the places I've been to when I said to myself, "my 20-year old self would be so envious of me".

She was a carefree, adventurous, and spirited young girl until the chains of digital age caught her. She got herself locked up and enslaved in a virtual world. Many of you would describe her as a video game addict. Yes, that typical gamer who'd resist the urge to use a toilet and deal with it for as long as she can. She allowed the video games to control and take over her life. And for years, she turned into a zombiefied no-lifer girl who merely existed for rare drops and +7s.

She wasted her life playing video games, I would say so. And that is the sad and horrible truth video game addicts will never realize until they take a step back and zoom out to see a wider view of what they've been missing (and losing) in real life. When you get into that sinkhole and lose sight of what's real, you lose grip of what could have been great. Maybe if I played a hundred hours less and devoted that hundred hours practicing the guitar instead, I would have been a prodigy by now. Okay, that's an exaggeration, but I know you get my drift.
Go out. Chase the sun. Be free.
I have nothing against gaming and I do not regret playing video games. Perhaps I played too much, spent too much, and did not care too much. Perhaps I did not set my priorities right. Perhaps I neglected a lot of important things. Apparently, the video games have not brought me any closer to the things that I really want and honestly, it made me feel a little dead inside. But there's no use crying over spilled milk because none of that matters now. I cannot change what I've done in the past but I have changed my ways to live better than to simply just exist. Maybe I have just outgrown it. Maybe I got bored. Or maybe I just want to do something even more with my life. Whatever that is, I am certain now that I know better.

It's a tough world out there and I do understand we all need an escape from time to time. I have my ways of escaping reality but gaming is no longer one of them. (I don't do drugs, okay?)

Yes, I have already quit playing virtual games a long time ago and LIFE HAS NEVER BEEN BETTER. :)