No men required


Today in Awww Yiss, people have come and gone and wondered who assembled the table since there are no guys in the household.

Well, I assembled the table. A table that I bought.

Plus I carried it singlehandedly to my room, a table that two men had brought in from the delivery truck.

*hairflip x1000*

Own Appeal – Oddisee

And yo this so real,
Not knowing what’s ahead but I’mma go there still
Living in the moment got a hopeless feel
But the feeling in itself got it’s own appeal (I know)
I’m attracted to the lights in the distance
The closer that I get and the brighter my wish gets
Excited by the risk and the chances I’m taking
Not sure what I’m putting my faith in
But I’mma be alright!

“Love that friend, that person, that thing, whatever you like, you’ll be on the right path to knowing more thoroughly, afterwards; that’s what I say to myself. But you must love with a high, serious intimate sympathy, with a will, with intelligence, and you must always seek to know more thoroughly, better, and more.”

Vincent Van Gogh, from a letter to his brother


Jane (she goes by Alex now. LOL) has been one of my best friends since high school. Though work-related, it’s still great to finally go out of town with her…and in Boracay, no less!

Sunset from the second day.

Never gets old.

Familiar faces from my last office. We were taking photos of each other like we spotted wild Pokémons.

More of these lovely folks. :)

Can’t pass up the chance to pose like this with my awesome swimsuit!

Boracay on fire.

Toby and Amanda, Young Kidlat winners and this year’s Young Lions for Cannes!

The thug lyf chose me when a wave knocked me off my paddleboard just when I was getting the hang of it.

Siquijor + Dumaguete

Last Thursday up to Sunday, my best friend and I whisked ourselves away to Visayas.

The plane tickets were purchased way beforehand, and as the date of the trip crept in we haven’t really paid much attention to properly planning the trip. It was so YOLO that we’ve only secured places to stay in two or three days before flying there. Anyway! That is just the beginning of our semi-epic adventure to the mystical land of Siquijor, and a little bit of Dumaguete! Continue reading