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Showing posts from June, 2015

Here's to Turning 30

I am 30 today. And since I've already given myself a treat on the last few hours of the decade that has been my twenties, I decided to stay home, sit in silence and savor the moment being in complete solitude. If there's one thing I've given myself valuable for my birthday, …

Birthday Getaway: Buwis-buhay River Trekking at Amsikong Falls

Last Saturday, Jan, Bretch, and I trekked General Santos City's hidden gem - the barely touched Amsikong Falls.  The road going there isn't easy. There's not even a road to begin with. Of all my travel adventures, riding a  habal-habal  is the very least of the things I e…

15 Problems Every Bookworm Will Understand

I'm running out of space and I still think I need more books. Yep, that's the problem. I don't think there's such thing as having enough shelves .  Haha. That and bumping into a post or a wall while walking and reading are just few of the many problems a bookworm encou…

Confessions Vol. 5: I am fascinated with the Nazis and the Holocaust

Yesterday, Jan and I watched Schindler's List. It reminded me of my obsession with the Nazis which started back when I saw one of my classmates in Fifth grade drew a swastika symbol (actually it was doodled all over his notebook). I asked him what it was and he started telling me with…

SepAnx

Whenever something big or a drastic change happens in your life, you end up explaining a thousand times what the eff just happened and why. Case in point, the day I said goodbye to my normal/regular (or however you call it) office day job. I love how my close friends eagerly asked for d…

This Is Not Goodbye :)

Anticipation is creeping in. 2 hours. 2 hours more and everything will be shut down, signed out, and perhaps forgotten. My desk  that used to be a home of a cutesy pup plushie, scratch papers, post-its, and candy wrappers now screams emptiness. This room, once a nest of brilliant people f…

June Mayhem

Here comes my birthday month. I never really look forward on my birthdays like most people do. And I think I have my school to blame for that. You see, during my pre-school and grade school days, birthdays would mean getting exposed to the first and basic form of public humiliation - to…