The Happy Hobo.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Saturday, September 15, 2012

There were stars.

And it was just like that. Gone like the wish flower that was once afloat on the flowing river. It was shivering cold and biting. But it was momentous and too beautiful. We owned moments. And my world stopped.


Eventually, time played with the little sword that could. Gone were the sweet berries and stars twinkled less; until there was only breathing. Stars shone down like dreams balancing its worth. No. Not too soon. There was hate, much hate. Arrows stroke straight to that beating piece. But wait, the wind heals. And there was hope. It is bittersweet. But there is end. 

But the lavender will bloom. Maybe in time, or possibly never. But I'll stay. I'll keep still. Wait just right here. Until you say a word. But I'm afraid not too long. Because one gotta fly away and find one's north.

Sunday, September 09, 2012

Dry eyes.

Woke up from the unfamiliar. This weekend has been too, for the lack of words, mind-boggling. I get the drift. Been getting it for a long time already, actually. There was just denial somewhere and melancholy on the dirt road. And yes, a massive amount of hope up in the air. But alas, this wakes me.

Things learned: respect moments, aboveall. Take chances, and by this I mean nick it whilst it's burning hot. Don't keep those words unheard. Go. Or else be sorry. 

Monday, September 03, 2012

Bright Lights.


Too many a thing have been happening in my little crusade called life. It's funny that things get you off guard too quick and the next thing you know, you're in that pothole having to make the deepest breaths of your life for decisions that will change whatever course or shit that deals with it. 
I'm pretty more than surprised I'm doing this 2013 dream plan into actions. I've never thought I'd want this, but hey, I think it's a great chance for my future enlightening. This shit sounds crazy but this really hypes up my veins. 
 If you know me too well, you'd understand that I've always been the happy-go-lucky devil-may-care, 'you gotta live the present because you never know when you'll ever die.' and all these crappy shit. Thus, all these wild things I do with my life: Fight hard for something I love, travel til my last penny, crossing out bucketlist sooner than I could have imagined, and living life to the fullest has just been an understatement. There is--rather--WAS no stopping. 
But now, baby steps. Slowing down. Thinking. The comfort zone is becoming too comforting and I don't see this as a good sign. Making that leap. I shall make it happen. 

Sunday, July 08, 2012

Keeping still.



Home alone today. For some reason, I like my alone times. Got my sanctuary all to myself, it's very quiet and calm. I blast my own music as I flip through recipes of what I'd like to cook for myself tonight. Probably doing gourmet open-faced burger or whatever. That's what I like about 'me time'. You can indulge with your whim and you're fine with it.

Saturday, June 02, 2012

No can do.

One of them days that makes me want to escape this land. YOU suck!!!!!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Common ground.

Maybe we were always in the wrong place. Never parallel, until then.

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

Foggy hill.

I'll move here for one reason I won't even think twice about. And it's not travel.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

12.11am.



Got the softest spot for stories like this. 

Sunday, March 25, 2012

March 25th.

Day 3: Ruling out of diagnosis. Blood and urine tests, clear. Abdominal exams, good. Not appendicitis, thankfully. Ultrasound clear, thank God no cyst. But it leaves me more buzz. What's wrong with me? (Save for being mental.)


First time to ever be confined and dextrosed. 
I look shitty, but yeah, hello from room 306. hospital food is bleh.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Fin.

No song can do anymore. So yeah. Maybe that's the thing about time, it's like wind; it blows away when everything's stale. And new breeze comes along. 

Friday, March 02, 2012

6:21am.

Sleepless and giddy! Do not mind, I'm bipolar.

Spotted in Phuket's old town, July 2011

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

5:18am.

I haven't actually written for the longest time, which I take as a bad sign. My body clock is more screwed than ever, and path, well, same old: a blur. So yeah. Funny that this ain't an atom funny at all.

In other news, a very dear friend flies in a couple of hours. I'll miss him so. 

Flickering.

Hello from my hood at 2:35am. Just posting this to remind that this particular scene from 'New Girl' made me cry. Yes, easy girl right here who sob in the least melodramatic scenes. One day, something like this will happen somewhere not here. Good night!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Turning back time.

Anything done in the morning is usually worth it. 

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Just some post.

I remember a friend ask me so randomly why I do things I love doing like there's no tomorrow. Say, travel. I found it so difficult to give a decent response. I don't know, I told her.


I am very bad with deadlines, but in some instances, deadlines fuel me. Say, when I am very passionate about something, I give deadlines to myself. It takes me centuries to follow it but at some point, I stop.

Consider this wanderlust, 2011 has been my craziest year in terms of travel. I got to tick off loads from my bucketlist. I'm more than happy about it.


It made me think, until I totally forgot about it...until I saw this video:


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I grew up in a home wherein, luckily, I have the sweetest parents who are still very much in love after x number of years. Of course, there are loads of down moments, but overall, they're the sweetest. Peg ng buhay ko! Haha! When my grannies were still alive also, my lolo will prepare my lola's medicine every single meal. My lola was just the queen of his life, and I think every girl will just hope for this. This video remind me so much about them. I miss them so.

Taking a shower just a while ago, I finally realized the answer why I seem to hasten so many things at once, like now. Because I realize, in the future, I want to be a hands-on wife and mother. I will be. I know that when that time comes, I won't get to be away that much, considering the need to be home and finances. So, now I try to live my dreams because in a few years, 'my' will be 'our'.

Wala lang, nagiinarte lang! Haha!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

2:03am.

You do crazy things, and some, not-so-crazy. Maybe what's important is you do/are doing/have done something. Instead of just waiting for it. 

Thursday, January 05, 2012

Blanks and Mondays.

At some point in your life, you'll start finding the missing pieces of your life. I think mine's now. Right at this very moment. Ready to chase for it. And it's not home.