First Light: Ocean

When I woke up this morning, the first thing I thought about was the super weird dream I had.
It was of the ocean.

The dream began with me in the middle of the ocean.
I wasn’t in the water. It’s either I was flying over it or I was in a floating vessel with no clear visible edge and was not rocked by the ocean’s waves.

I felt the hot sun on my skin.
I was fast approaching the shore of a beautiful island with a white sand beach.
Just before I hit the sand, I see two adult sea turtles making their way to the water. They got to the water and started to swim to the deep end. They swam and paddled their hardest but the strong waves of the ocean kept pulling them back to shore.

I left the struggling creatures and went inside a very modern man made shelter.
Inside the building was like a public ocean park with a large aquarium.
The aquarium being the ocean itself.

I just stood there mesmerized and scared of all the vast blue emptiness.
Then all of a sudden, a big whale swam vertically beside the glass that separates air from the water. The whale had a see through bottom. I can see all the little fish and corals inside its mouth. And just like in the movie, Life of Pi, everything was luminous.

It was a gorgeous sight to see.
I took out my phone and took a picture.

Then I woke up.
Weird, huh?

This post was in response to Daily Prompt: First Light.



Happily Ever After

“And they lived happily ever after.”

Excuse the cynicism, but I don’t believe in happily-ever-after’s.

This is with the premise that ever-after’s are the same as forevers.
(Pardon the plurality of the words. I know they’re so wrong on so many levels.)
Since being happy is an emotion for people who are actually alive, this means that the ever-after or forever in this context is just the life span of a person. But the probability to live happily until death without experiencing the opposite of being happy (at least once) is somewhat impossible because we are just humans and are vessels of many different emotions.


Pushing aside my stubbornness, “happily ever after” can also just mean you’re happy in general or most of the time. So I will continue with this assumption, for with this, I think it may be plausible.


Honestly, I don’t know if I’m already living my happily-ever-after.
I hope not. Not yet, anyway.

To live happily ever after is like saying the story of my life has already ended.
And I don’t want it to. Not just yet.
I still want to experience all the highs and lows of life, and all other emotions that comes with it.
The feeling of being alive.

So, to hell with happily ever after!
As long as you’re happy right now.

This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Happily Ever After.


“A bird in the hand is worth two in a bush.”

I don’t use this cliché very often.
For one thing, this is uncommon or have no equivalent in my first language (which is Filipino).
But mostly for the reason that I’m the type of person who seeks the two birds in the bush.

As long as there’s a guarantee that there ARE birds in the bushes, I go for it.
Regardless, if I get them or not.

I guess, I’m still young, idealistic, and stupid that way.
Yes, the one already in hand is worth more but I really have nothing big to lose (yet).

So I just go for it.

Most of the time with patience.
Every time with hope.
All the time with faith.

This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Cliché.

Buffalo Nickel: 2004

Daily Prompt: Buffalo Nickel

Dig through your couch cushions, your purse, or the floor of your car and look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?


I spent my first Holy Week away from home.
I spent my 18th birthday alone, falling in line to enlist for classes.
I ended my freshman year and started sophomore year in college.
I moved from a co-ed dormitory to an all girl’s one.
I started to love Calculus, Physics, Chemistry and Engineering Science.
I was active in Friendster and I just joined Multiply.

All in all, I was an Engineering undergrad who was miles away from home, starting to love the degree she’s chosen to pursue, grateful for having the most understanding and fun dorm mates, and was living the dream geek life.



Notre Dame Cathedral in Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam.
Taken last February 2012.

Love on Screen

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Love on Screen was a post-valentine event held by a local retail establishment last weekend.

This was a free outdoor showing of three romantic comedies, each one from the last three decades. All you need to do was bring a blanket (optional) and find a spot and you’re all set.

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Soundtracks of these 80’s films alone will get anyone goosebumps and warm-fuzzy butterflies of nostalgia. Add to this the classic best-friends-who-fall-for-each-other act and you get the perfect chick flick!

220px-NottingHillRobertsGrant90’s – Notting Hill
Hugh Grant. Need I say more? (For me, he’s the perfect epitome of what a male celebrity is. The smile. The hair. The accent. Ugh.)
Anyway, make this handsome chap play a boy-next-door falling in love with a famous celebrity (that is Julia Roberts) that delivers him a catchy cheesy line makes it really all “Surreal… but nice!”.

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Balancing all the mushy-ness is the hilarious romantic comedy starring Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore. This is where comedy outweighs the romantic part more. Hilarious but tragic and gets you to say “aaaw” all at the time.

I consider these three films classics of their own time when it comes to the romantic comedy genre. And I am really happy and proud of the establishment that thought of this.

Roses were handed out.
Proposals were made.
Hearts were warmed.

Bonifacio High Street provided a venue to spread love,
and I hope that this becomes a tradition every year.
Kudos! 🙂

This post is in response to Daily Prompt: B+.

Moving Lights


Taken at Orchard Road, Singapore last March 2011.

**This is a late response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Illumination

Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward


Never looking back. Always looking forward.

I took this photo of my friend while we’re on the way to the Sentosa island in Singapore last February 2012. This is the walkway to the island from the mall, Vivo City.

This post is in response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward.


My most satisfying meal will probably include at least one of my favorite foods plus rice and coke! Below are the top three on my favorite foods list.

1. Beef Kulma

This is beef in coconut milk with spices and peanut butter. My favorite version of this dish is by my father, which is super spicy. And since this dish is not known here in Manila (spicy or not), I only get to taste this every time I go home to Zamboanga. I always request my father to cook this dish for me and I am already satisfied with having only this and rice for days.

2. Spicy Eggplant

I only made up the name of this dish because it doesn’t really have a name of its own. The recipe for this was only made up by one of my aunts who now lives (unfortunate for me, at first) in Alaska. Good thing, my dad and other aunt learned this dish. So now I only have to ask them (I only have to show my face to them, really) and they cook it for me. They know how much I love this food.

The way this tastes is similar with beef kulma only instead of beef, it’s eggplant.
So it also has coconut milk and different spices. Only difference, I think, is that it doesn’t have peanut butter in it.

I love spicy food, I love anything with coconut milk, and I love eggplant!
So this dish is really a win-win for me!

3. Chicken Wrappies

This is another dish with a made up name but this time by one of my aunts. She also created the recipe for this and is now in the menu in one of the restaurants in Zamboanga. And every time we have a gathering, we pre-order this from the restaurant.

This is chicken with vegetables, cream cheese, mayonnaise, and other stuffs enveloped in lumpia wrapper. All I can think the first time I tasted this was: “OMG! This is heaven!”. So this has joined the foods I make sure to eat every time I go home.

This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Seconds!


Daily Prompt: Undo

If you could un-invent something, what would it be? Discuss why, potential repercussions, or a possible alternative.

To start off (and to make things a little bit challenging), I am already cancelling out inventions or discoveries that have (or perceived to have more) negative impacts to us. Like cigarettes, illegal drugs, missiles, weapons, and the atomic bomb. I want to stick to those that are actually helpful and commonly used inventions today.

If I could actually un-invent something useful, this would be the advent of:
Credit cards!

Oh, yes!
These mean little things are very helpful to us, especially for transactions in cyberspace.
I love them. Yet, I hate them all the same.

I love how convenient it is to buy an outfit in Forever 21.
I love how easy it is to book a flight to Singapore.
I love how, in just a flash, you can upgrade from iPod Touch 4 to iPad Mini.
All with the just a swipe or an input of a few numbers.


I hate how I now crave for a new outfit every time I pass by the mall.
I hate how I would always want to book unplanned trips.
I hate how I am always thinking of upgrading my gadgets.
All because it’s just a swipe or an input of a few numbers away.

I would choose to undo the creation of credit cards.
So that the probability of impulsive buying
and increasing debt will be less than what we have now.
We would have to save, budget or allot cash for every thing we want to buy.
This, in turn, would make us plan buying luxuries and focus more on what we need.
It will make us live within our means and we will be debt free (or at least debt-less?)!

A Plot of Earth

Daily Prompt: A Plot of Earth

You’re given a plot of land and have the financial resources to do what you please. What’s the plan?

Land and money?
What else to do with it but to build a dream home!

A home where each of my immediate family has their own room.
A home with a library. Books from floor to ceiling.
A home with a mini theater where I can watch my favorite films.
A home with a pool and mini bar.
A home with a state-of-the-art kitchen.
A home with a mini farm.

All this plus a means to sustain it, like:
Building an inn nearby or a hotel; or
Building small homes to be rented out.

Oh, to dream is such a wonderful thing.


Daily Prompt: Nightmares
Describe the last nightmare you remember having. What do you think it meant?

I have not been having dreams lately.
Maybe it’s because I always lack sleep recently (sleeping late and waking up early) that I almost always drift to non-REM sleeps every time I hit the sack.

But I am no stranger to nightmares.
It is most curious, however, that my nightmares do not have elements of fanstasy to it.
They do not involve monsters or fictional far away lands.

When I was young, I remember I would always wake up crying and scared to a dream wherein my mom would forget about me and leave me behind. She never did this in real life, of course. But I remember waking up with the feeling that what happened was so real. There was this one dream that my mother and I was trying to catch a jeepney. She carried me up the back entrance but she was not able to ride it herself and she was left behind. I remember I was crying so hard that even when I woke up, I was hollering like a baby with tears streaming down my face.

As an adult my nightmares were still about family. Now that I was the one who left them behind, my nightmares were about finding out that my family isn’t perfect at all. Well, I know it is not literally perfect. But for me, it’s as perfect as it could ever be and I could not wish for anything more.

However, I had this weird dream where we supposedly found out that my youngest sister had a different father than me and my other sister. I dreamt that my mother told us all about it and I cried. I woke up crying and heart broken. Heartbroken for me, for my sister, and especially my father.

I’m glad it was just a bad dream. But I hate how dreams have the power to make one thing feel so real. Not just the bad dreams, but also the good ones. You wake up either feeling so sad and scared for nightmares or so happy but devastated that it wasn’t true.

Far From Normal

Daily Prompt: Far From Normal

Many of us think of our lives as boringly normal, while others live the high life. Take a step back, and take a look at your life as an outsider might. Now, tell us at least six unique, exciting, or just plain odd things about yourself.

1. I don’t like dessert and sweets.

Not that I don’t eat them. It’s just I prefer eating something tart and salty than something sweet. Yes. I don’t crave for cakes, chocolates, and ice cream that often.

2. Everything spicy!

I love spicy food.

3. Tears for fiction. Scoffs at reality.

I don’t know why but I cry at almost everything I see on TV and movies. I also get super emotional just by reading books and listening to music. Even at public places (at the office or bus stop), I can’t help but cry like a lost kid after reading a touching book or listening to a heart-wrenching show tune.

4. I’m scared of everything that moves.

Cockroaches. Mice. Dogs. Cats. And, yes, people.

5. I sing out loud without noticing it.

Complete with facial expression and sometimes, even with hand gestures.

6. I love performing but I have stage fright.

Don’t ask me why.

7. I’m a self-diagnosed bipolar.

I’m super hyper one second and super depressed the next.
Super friendly one minute then super evil the next.

8. I want to experience living in the past.

Not the metaphor for past but as in the real past. Like the 1960’s or 1900’s.

9. Sneakers and Heels

Dreams of buying and wearing high-heeled shoes but can’t get enough of chucks and Doc Martens.

10. Left or Right Brain?

Math, Chemistry, Physics, Biology, Electronics, Engineering!
Broadway Musicals, Movies, Fiction, Music, Guitar, Dancing, and Theater!

That’s it for now…
For those who know me, feel free to add more on the comments section. haha

Mentor Me

Daily Prompt: Mentor Me

Have you ever had a mentor? What was the greatest lesson you learned from him or her?

In my twenty-six years of existence, I cannot think of one person that struck to be a mentor to me. Well, not one that I can say that directly and officially guided me.
This may be because I’m stubborn.
I hate being told what to do and what to think or what to believe in.
I tend to question everything and over think things.
So no one would also probably own up to being my mentor.

I do, however, have some people in mind that had taught me lessons and left impressions that have helped me in the path of life.

One person is my mom.
When I was in college, I got to be independent.
I was already living alone at the other side of the country.
During this time, I had been in situations where I had to make decisions and choices that greatly affected my life and future. And every time I would ask my mom for her guidance.
And every time she would give an opinion but at the end close it with:
“You know what’s best for you.”

At first I hated these seven words.
I wanted to scream and say:
“That’s just it! I don’t know what’s best for me!”

Being independent is exhausting.
And knowing you get to live with the consequences and possible regret is nerve-racking.
Sometimes I wished that somebody would just make the decisions for me.
So I have someone to blame if things don’t turn out the way I planned.

Years later, I realized how lucky I was for having such a mother.
I finally saw and understood how these words affected me and helped me to grow.
It made me know how to think and decide for myself, have the guts to follow through every choice and live with little or no regret at all.

My mom was right.
Whatever other people may say the right path or good choice one should take, at the end of the day, we will be the ones to get to live with those decisions. So we should be the one to know what things we could live with or without.

Now, unconsciously, I find myself using these exact words when people ask me for advice.
And come to think of it, maybe this is one of the reasons why I don’t think I have (or need) a mentor. Because my mother have taught me to guide my self.

Makes sense? I don’t know.



Parasailing in Boracay Island, Philippines
February 2010