All my life, I’ve been searching for a person who can be my other half for the rest of my life. But the things that I’m looking for in a man is, I think is very unusual for the ones that most girls want for their dream guy. (No it’s not you Hanagata! *facepalm!*) My “dream guy” at first, can be seen in the likes of Tuxedo Mask, Tamahome, Kazehaya Shouta, Mr. Darcy, Derek Ramsay, Gabby Concepcion, David Cook and Antonio Banderas. I know that I cannot find a perfect

Thursday I’m in love

There is something about Thursdays that made me fall in love. <3 It’s not about being the day before the much awaited weekend, or about being  just another ordinary weekday. It can be an ordinary sunny or rainy (or sometimes stormy) day, but it is the time where I get to celebrate this “yet ordinary” day and make it into something special… like going to the mass in the morning finishing my chores and my work on time having my favorite home cooked meal hanging out with my friends having

Today I realized…

That I can be like St. Pedro Calungsod, one of the newly-beatified saints (and the second Filipino saint) in the Roman Catholic church. (crappy photo is crappy, I miss my old SE phone boo hoo hoo!) If you’re following his journey, he’s been doing missionary work, teaching God’s word and evangelize people from the Landrones islands at such an early age, even died in the hands of the local villagers while baptizing the infant baby girl from the said remote island. His legacy and spiritual life is admirable. And because


I know that I made a lot of grammar and spelling errors in my previous blog posts and in my Facebook status messages, and it’s embarrassing to see my own post full of misspelled words and grammar errors, being seen online. That is why – I wanna learn. I want to correct my mistakes. I want to be understood. I want to be politically correct to everyone who reads my post here and on my Twitter and Facebook account. Somehow, the picture above makes perfect sense. I’d rather use MS Office’s autocorrect for grammar

Last night, me and my college friends went out for a night of fun, friendship and adventure. We went out on a park, having a chit chat about our lives and happenings, went for a 5km walk going to Mercatto Centrale just to eat isaw (it’s huge and it’s worth the money! nom nom nom), rode on a “killer bus” just to see one of our broken hearted friends, have a drink and went home before the day breaks. It was sad though, that we never had any pictures of

I had this feeling that I get to share everything that I’m doing with someone every now and then, like waking up early just before the sun rises and having my usual late lunch, making myself too busy with house chores and just slacking off, or being in seclusion all of a sudden, or being melancholic, or just plain hyper… It’s been crazy for sure to think of this, but my gut feeling tells me that there is. It can be a certain relative or a random friend, or even

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