Stop, Think, Breathe, Feel

It’s the 3rd day of 2014 and I thought to myself, days really pass by so quickly that I know in just a snap, it’ll be a year from now. With daily events no matter how big or small, special or not, meaningful or senseless that occupy our days, activate our bodies and fill our minds, I think it takes some kind of courage and bravery to stop, think, breathe and feel.

Stopping. This doesn’t necessarily means halting what you do. It’s not ending what you have started. I just thought that sometimes it’s good to stop, refreshing even. It’s like pausing from a long run to drink water, like checking how you are doing with that painting, or appreciating the view during a road trip. I believe that when you stop, you have the power to look back not to regret things that have happened or crave for something you can never have again but to evaluate and assess what transpired, what you felt and why you felt it all along. It’s not that you are trying to figure out why all those things happened because clearly you can’t have all the answers. It’s just that I guess for me it’s important to know what were the things that wounded and tore me apart and to be reminded as well of the things that kept me going because all these somehow speak as to why I am here and what I have become. With stopping, I think I am able to take a look at the past that eventually pushes me to move forward towards my future without forgetting of course that I am in the present, that I am actually living the moment.

Thinking. I think a lot. And I believe this is not a bad thing. This makes me realize things, it makes me discover myself more, and it actually makes a clearer view of what I want, where I wanna go and how I want to do things. Thinking helps me grow as a person; it connects me both to the physical and imaginary world, an amazing reconciliation of truth and beautiful imageries of my playful mind. I am very much grateful that I have this reflective mind, that I am able to weigh things, know consequences and draw boundaries. And although this doesn’t immune me from committing mistakes (which in fact I have committed enormously and repetitively), I still take pride of the fact that I understand my mistakes that I have done it and that I should forgive myself like how I would forgive someone who did the same to me. I believe that when you think, when you understand, deeply and wholeheartedly, you are a person who easily connects and feel towards and for others. And this isn’t such a bad thing, right?

It takes some kind of courage and bravery to stop and think which leads to breathing and feeling because when you do look back and use your mind in remembering what happened, how it happened and what you felt, you are confronting the pain you once sensed, the joy you always wanted to relieve, the failures that discouraged you and the memories that marked epic moments of your life.  These are roller coasters of emotions that transpired in your past and by looking back at it, you remember, you learn, you accept and you move on.



Like what i’ve told you earlier on my post, today was my exam day for civil examination.

This is what they call as an eligibility test for all Filipinos to take if they want to work in the government.

Anyways, sadly and unfortunately today, I was really sick! I ate my breakfast and vomit.the second I took it. I went there and was dizzy and weakly the whole time. I vomit threeeee times! GROSS! I actually didn’t think I did my best, but I tried what I could do given my sistuation. I just wish I did good enough to pas. 😦

That was the longest three hours of my life!


Hi guys,

It’s 4:00am here in the Phillipines and later this morning, i’ll be having an exam.

Wish me luck, please?

But I just wanted to share one of the most remarkable words from our dearest teacher in Political Science back when I was still in college.

“There is no amount of expensive guard that could hide an empty shell.”

We should love to learn as this takes us to places. As they say, knowledge is power. And with what our teacher has said, I realized that it’s not the money that defies your success, but the learning, the knowledge you received upon journeying your life.

A sexy brain is hot, you know?

Wish me luck on my exam guys! 🙂

What’s up?

Hi there guys!

It’s been a while since I last posted something here! I know I know! I should have spent my time writing my thoughts here rather than laying my ass up in bed and procrastinate! Uggghhh. I just thought I wanted something relevant to write and share but with what’s going on lately, I thought there’s nothing really new about me UNTIL I REALIZE OTHERWISE!

I actually had a new phone! *clap clap* This is actually kinda big deal for me because the money I used in buying this phone is from my own pocket. I just realized that  two to three weeks after I started working, my parents weren’t actually giving me any money and that everything I spent from the food I ate to the clothes I bought were form my salary and YEAH! that includes the new phone too! How cool is that? HAHA

It actually makes me feel really happy because I am not just using my own money, nor just giving help for my family as I pay our house’s monthly mortgage, I am actually contributing to the society as well! I AM PAYING TAXES! I just hope the contribution I make among others goes back to the society in forms of services and economic progress! SCREW THE CORRUPT!

How about you? How are you? Was there anything new about you lately? I’d love to hear it! 🙂

P.S. Take a look at some of the “SELFIES” I took from my new phone! HAHAHA

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Diploma: Proud and Happy

This is my first ever piece for this blog. You know, it’s just a few days ago that I have decided to put this tiny space of the milky-wayish internet universe some deep thoughts that I have (I don’t even know which is which, what you call this and that. I am confused how different a page is from a blog or article from a post or whatever! Please bear with me. HAHA).

Well, just so you know. I am 20 years old and it has been 6 months since I graduated A.B. Political Science. Whoow! Just reminiscing the past 4 years still leaves me that feel of surprise– How did I survive college?

Not to boast (well, just saying this statement makes me feel boasting anyways), I graduated with no failing marks. I can still remember my mom telling me during my freshman year that one failing subject would definitely mean a transfer of school. This is perhaps her one way of saying “You don’t have the mind to deserve an expensive school.” Yes! I apparently graduated in one of the most prominent school in Davao City, or in our country for that matter. And sadly, here in the Philippines good universities is almost synonymous to expensive.

AdDU Seal

AdDU Seal

Ateneo de Davao University from the outside

Ateneo de Davao University from the outside

I know what I promised my mom the moment I agreed with her rule, that is to be able to present her and our family my Diploma after 8 semesters. But I never knew back then how different and difficult it is to be in college. Did I mention I live in a neighboring island called IGACOS or Samal? This meant travelling almost an hour and a half just to go to school which included motor banca or lantsa (which courses the Davao Gulf) and jeepney rides (cheapest and most common mode of transportation).

Typical scenario inside the motor banca

Typical scenario inside the motor banca

This motor banca travels for 15 minutes to get to Davao City

This motor banca travels for 15 minutes to get to Davao City

Not having the motor banca 24 hours open for service added to the challenge. I had to make sure that I come home early to make it to the 11:00pm time limit of its service. I had to skip long-hours of meetings, practices, activities and other academic and non-academic stuff just to survive my set-up. It’s good to know however that I have close friends and relatives that I can sleep over with if I won’t be able to make it in time.

I am not like those consistent dean’s listers who impressed their teachers/professor with their whooping grades, nor that really hardworking lad who spent almost 60% of her college life at libraries. In fact I am one of those typical teenagers who like to drink, go for road trips, and are up to night-outs for movies or whatever. I’m just that “GO” girl who loves to have fun.  And being able to “BALANCE” everything, I think, was an accomplishment. I’ve had my fair share of craziness and mistakes which taught me a lot. I even fell in love in college which I think was a bad idea! But that’s another story. HAHA

But hey! Here I am, I graduated and I was able to fulfill my implicit promise to my family and self. Just imagine the feeling of being able to fulfill and surpass something really challenging. All I am saying is, sometimes it’s good to be proud of yourself, celebrate what you have become and from that, you can start giving yourself a chance to be better.

I Survived!

I Survived!

Let me know what your thoughts are! I’d love to meet you on Twitter or Facebook 🙂

Sorry People In A Relationship, Being Single Is Actually Better

Being single rules! 🙂

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Single people! Let’s rally!

Granted, I am in a very happy relationship and maybe shouldn’t be the spokesperson for you, single people — though, I don’t know, let me make my claim because someone needs to say something in our favor!

Before this relationship, I was THAT SINGLE GIRL in your group of friends who was just never dating anyone ever. Like, you know that girl? You wonder about that girl. You have questions about how she lives her life. You don’t get why she just doesn’t get a boyfriend. I was that girl.

I have over two decades of experience being MAD SINGLE. Like, the type of single where you’re not even remotely texting someone you might be interested in. There is no one to text. The type of single where if my lightbulb went out in my bedroom and I couldn’t reach it, forget it because there was…

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