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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 28

I love… finishing a challenge.

Alas! My Feb-ulous Challenge ends tonight. There is an awesome sense of accomplishment in being able to complete something.

This writing challenge I imposed on myself was supposed to be a simple distraction. Something that will keep my mind off of the unnecessary stressful thinking I’ve been constantly doing. I was so caught up with everything that’s going on with work. My mind was on overdrive that it came to a point that my body wants to sleep but my mind is still up and running so I had to find a way to “disperse” all the energy brought about by my sickness: over thinking.

As it turns out, it was more than just a distraction. It was, I think, a reality check of some sort. Given the fact that my mind is all over the place thinking about not so happy thoughts, writing about things that I love no matter how deep or random, has proven to be therapeutic.

This whole thing made me realize a few important things. First, is that there are a few people who really really matter in my life. I guess, when it comes to that, quality is waaaay more important than quantity. I have wonderful parents, brother, relatives and a bunch of crazy and awesome friends. And the simple fact of knowing that makes all the stressful stuff – like being under the scrutiny of people – a lot more bearable.

Second, I am reminded of why I wanted to write in the first place. I’ve been thinking about what I was gonna do with my life. Once I got the “dream job” at The Office and after the immersion started, it got me to thinking if I was cut out for the job. I started doubting myself if I had the guts, the wits, or the talent to actually write for a living. Then I started to write about things I’m passionate about for this challenge. Simple, random things I really love like books, music, movies, and television. A light bulb lit up and I thought: “Ha! Now that’s why I wanted to write!”. I want to write and create something that will inspire people. I don’t know, I might make it big someday and inspire say, a twenty-something girl to blog and be a writer too.

Lastly, I realized that I am blessed with an awesome life which I tend to forget sometimes. I know, my bad. With all the crazy things happening and all the negativity, I kinda get side tracked at times. For a time, I felt like I was just ranting about how things sucked. I lost focus and I needed this project to put me back on track and to remind me of what is important.

So there, the seemingly random writing challenge become a sort of breakthrough, who would’ve thought?! Anywho, the Feb-ulous Challenge is a success! Yay!!!

PS. I’d just like to thank you for actually reading, liking, and following this blog. You. Are. Awesome. Stick around for more random, sometimes funny, and even profound (can you believe that?!) posts. Thanks again! 🙂


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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 27

I love LSS-inducing/catchy tunes!


1 Post A Day Challenge – ENTRY #5

Right now, my mom’s Last Song Syndrome (LSS) is One Direction’s song “One Thing”. WTH?! Yeah, I know. Face palm moment. Really. Anyway, I for one am a frequent victim of this contagious LSS. The most recent was Carly Rae Jepsen’s “Call Me Maybe”. Viral videos of this highly LSS-inducing song from celebrities and celebrity-wannabes plague the internet. Songs that cause LSS usually have one of the following characteristics:

1. Has a catchy tune.

2. Has lyrics repeated like 20 times in a 3-minute duration.

3. Has dumb lyrics (listen to Rebecca Black’s Friday).

4. The artist is popular (it’s either the artist is really good or the artist is really good… looking) so the song’s played in the radio over and over and over and over again.

5. Or the song is just so awesome that it sticks to your head like…

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When Nostalgia Strikes…

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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 26

I love… my box of memories.

Memory Box

Memory Box

I am a sentimental person and I love having keepsakes and small things that will help me remember events and people by. Growing up, we didn’t have digital cameras, cellphones, internet, Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. Unlike today, we were not able to document every single thing that is happening in our life or even the most mundane thing like our lunch, new hair cut, new toned gym body, or our Starbucks coffee.  If we want to “document” an event, say a graduation, we don’t have people raising their camera phones/digital cameras to capture the moment and see those photos on Instagram or Twitter at an instant. Capturing a moment needed a trusty old school camera and a roll of film with limited shots that ranged from 12, 24, and 36 shots.

Back then, we didn’t have Facebook to express ourselves, connect to people, or even poke our friends. DMs or Direct Messages were literally direct. As in face to face. I remember birthdays meant greeting cards or hand written letters on stationery paper or pages from a notebook and not wall posts or PMs. Messages were not texted or emailed but written on notes which I think are more personal.

Circa: 1996? My first ever Valentine's Card from my Best friend: Mariel

Circa: 1996? My first ever Valentine’s Card from my Best friend: Mariel

Fortunately, being the sentimental person that I am, I was able to keep a lot of stuff to help me reminisce the good old days. I keep mostly, movie/concert tickets, invitations (birthdays, weddings, baptisms), old notebooks/journals full of angst-y teenage stuff, photos, school stuff, and a TON of letters from grade school, especially high school, and a few from college.

Letters not to Juliet but to me.  <3

Letters not to Juliet but to me. ❤

I just realized that my friends loved writing me letters. Aside from the special occasion letters and recollection letters (which were required in our school), I found random heart warming ones and some written on sheets of pad paper or pages from our graphing notebook in high school. Some even starts out with “I’m just writing to say hi and to tell you that I’m lucky to have you as a friend.” When I feel sad, alone, or even forgotten (yeah, I’m emo like that), I take out my box of memories and read my letters. It’s an instant get-happy activity, I must admit.

I'm invited!

I’m invited!


2002: HS Sophomore Year

2002: HS Sophomore Year


My Maroon 5 ticket! and other awesome concerts and movies I went to. :)

My Maroon 5 ticket! and other awesome concerts and movies I went to. 🙂

I love keeping these little things. This box reminds me that I am special and loved. It contains kind words from people who have become a part of my life one way or another. Small objects that captured moments that defined the person that I am today.


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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 25

I love… my friends.

Treat your family like friends and your friends like your family.

And I do. These days, my parents and I, we’re more like friends now. Giving advice and talking like normal people. Unlike before when they would lecture me on every single thing the way parents do. Anywho, my friends on the other hand have become my second family.

My longest friendship is with my childhood friends who I met back in elementary. We bonded over school yard games like sikyo and patintero, foundation day rehearsals, and a common agenda to make fun of a teacher we all once had the opportunity to share a room with.

Maybe it’s because we had a small school that we all gravitated towards each other. When high school came, we went to different schools and the ones who were in the same school with me, we didn’t share the same classes. Despite that, we all managed to keep in touch. Amazing right? Cellphones were not really our thing back then. I remember we’d call each other on the phone to set a date for hanging out. During summer breaks, we’d go to each of our houses to pick each other up if we were hanging out. Because there were no texting or doorbells, we’d stand outside the gates and go: “Tao po? Tao po? Good afternoon po. Nandiyan po ba si _______” (Hello? Good afternoon. Is _______ there?)


Circa 2010: One Christmas photo missing one our friend who migrated to the States.

They truly are like family. They raid my refrigerator like it’s nobody’s business. I can tell them anything and they wouldn’t judge. They have accepted me for being the neurotic, paranoid, over thinking, and sometimes delusional person that I am. And never. Not once. Have I ever felt judged.

A few years, adventures, heartbreaks, almost relationships, life changing situations, and petty fights , tears, and lots of laughs later we are all still together. We actually take the time out of our busy lives and schedule dinner dates, movie dates, drinking sessions, and if we’re lucky and loaded, even an out of town trip. I am truly blessed to have found people who are different from who I am and yet have the same wavelength. How cool is that. These amazing individuals are definitely for keeps.

Before and After

Before and After

The Boy Who Lived: A Fan Girl’s Musing


Feb-ulous Challenge Day 22 & 23

I love… Harry Potter.


Here’s the new cover for the new editions to be released this year.

Move over Twi-hards because this year marks the 15th year anniversary of this awesome work of literature: The Harry Potter book series. I’ve been a fan since 2001. I remember reading my first ever paper back Harry Potter book: The Chamber of Secrets for a book report. It was sophomore year in high school and I didn’t know what it was about or that it was a series that’s why I read Chamber (Book 2) first before The Sorcerer’s Stone. I just knew that I had to find a book that’s easy to read. Being a crammer that I was, my plan was to skim the pages and skip some chapters and be done with the project but then after reading the first few chapters I was… enchanted. That was the beginning of my magical journey with Harry Potter.

My first ever Harry Potter book dated July 3, 2001

My first ever Harry Potter book dated July 3, 2001

The pages are already aging, the book's been with me for 12 years. That's half of my existence on earth. :)

The pages are already aging, the book’s been with me for 12 years. That’s half of my existence on earth. 🙂

It all sounds so geeky, right? But really, I’m a big fan. I got all seven books. Read them cover to cover at least 3 times. The first two are paper back while the rest are hard bound. I remember waiting for the release every single year and I would line up at the stores and search everywhere because it was sold out most of the time.

Books 1 to 7 occupy my top shelf. :)

Books 1 to 7 occupy my top shelf. 🙂

To say that they were well written books would be the understatement of the century. I can get lost in the books and be taken into the halls of Hogwarts and I could simply imagine hanging out at Hogsmeade drinking a butterbeer. What’s also amazing is how J.K. Rowling came up with all the spells in the book. She’s got spells for mundane stuff like lighting a room (lumos) and for keeping dementors (expecto patronum) and killing bad wizards (avada kedavra). How cool is that?!

I am still amazed how J.K. Rowling managed to keep us on the edge of our seats for 7 books. Turning every page of this “unputdownable” book. Their adventures every semester made my heart race and the losses made me shed some tears. It was heartbreaking to know that Sirius Black, Dobby, Lupin, Tonks, Dumbledore, and others had to die fighting off the forces of the Dark Lord that is Lord Voldemort.

My favorite is Book 3: The Prisoner of Azkaban

My favorite is Book 3: The Prisoner of Azkaban

Thinking about it, I now understand why it has a strong following. The story progressed as its readers matured. I always felt like I grew up with the characters. That’s why I cried when I read the dedication of the last book: The Deathly Hallows, it read:

The dedication of this book is split seven ways: to Neil, to Jessica, to David, to Kenzie, to Di, to Anne, and to YOUif you have stuck with Harry until the very end.

YOU. She was talking to me! Haha. I’m totally fan-girling right now but I was one of those who stuck with Harry and his story for almost a decade. It’s so awesome. 🙂

Harry Potter is a magical book that showed the enchanting world of witches, wizards, goblins, elves, giants, dragons, spells, Triwizard Tournaments, magical sports (READ: Quidditch), and most importantly it’s a story of friendship, courage, and the power of love. It doesn’t get any better than that.

R-mazing Warm Bodies


Feb-ulous Challenge Day 21

I love… R!

"Don't be creepy, don't be creepy, don't be creepy"

“Don’t be creepy, don’t be creepy, don’t be creepy”

“I’m not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I’m just a corpse who wants not to be.” -R

I just got home from the cinema and we saw Warm Bodies starring Teresa Palmer as Julie and Nicholas Hoult as R.

You probably look at R and think: “wait, that guy looks familiar” well, that’s cause he is. He was this very cute weird kid in the 2002 Hugh Grant film, About A Boy. Cool trivia huh? Yeah. I’m cool like that.


isn’t he the cutest? ❤

Anywho, my Facebook friends have been raving about it plus I saw an interview of Nicholas Hoult in E! News so I wanted to really see the flick. So today, I convinced some of my work friends, went to the cinema, got out and found myself totally loving R the zombie shrugger. SIGH.

Basically, it’s a romantic comedy zombie movie. The movie starts of with R’s voice over talking about what he was thinking and how he saw the world. The dialogues were funny and the monotone delivery fit for a zombie all works out. Example:

R: I don’t want to be this way. I am lonely, I am lost. I mean I am literally lost, I have never been in this part of the airport before.


I think it’s safe to say that R felt empty inside his dead self. He wanted more out of his “life” so he listened to records and longed for interaction. Then one day, he went with his best friend M, who he bonded with over grunts, awkward stares, and almost exchange of conversations, to search for food = brains. That’s when he saw Julie. Just like any individual who sees the love of his life for the first time, the world was suddenly in slow motion and there was music, until of course he was shot by Julie’s boyfriend. Julie was a part of a human group that rounds up supplies for the living people. Her dad is like the head of the squad that keeps everyone safe, kinda like the military. Because I wouldn’t want to spoil the movie, the gist of it all is that R is going to save Julie from being a zombie. He’ll take her back to his “home” keep her safe and after that everything is going to change… forever. HAHA!

I know you’ve got questions. Is Julie gonna be a zombie? What’s R gonna do about everything? Will they end up together? Can there be more deaths given the number of undead in the movie? I suggest, you go and watch it for yourself. 🙂

I’m not really a zombie movie fan, with the exception of Zombieland of course, but I gotta say, Warm Bodies was a great watch. It’s different, funny, heartwarming, and as we Pinoys call it kilig much! I love R because he’s so endearing, for a zombie that is, he acts like a normal human being around a girl he likes. He’s awkward and cute at the same time. You identify and relate to him and who knew you can relate and identify to a zombie, right?! Aside from it’s plot, the soundtrack is also great. The supporting characters like Nora played by ANTM Cycle 11 top 3 Analeigh Tipton, which was also in Crazy, Stupid, Love as the nanny BTW, and M a.k.a. Marcus played by Rob Corddry (Hot Tub Machine) provided comic relief. Analeigh has great comic timing, I must say. Anywho, so there, overall it’s an awesome feel good movie.

And with that, let me leave you with another quotable quote by R:

“What wonderful thing didn’t start out scary.”


“I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I’m drowning in ellipses.”

The Early Riser’s Consolation: Breakfast!

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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 19 & 20

I love breakfast food!

I’m not really a morning person. When I was younger, waking up early was a challenge. My mom is the only person who can wake me up without making me throw tantrums. I didn’t like alarm clocks before because interrupting a peaceful sleep early in the morning with a noise barrage from the clock will definitely throw me off and I’d be cranky the whole day. Yeah, I’m weird like that.

The consolation I get for being an early riser is the breakfast. My mom’s not the best cook but she has her moments and I think she has perfected making us breakfast food. Since my schedule does not require me to wake up really early anymore, I can wake up after lunch, crave for breakfast food, and still manage to eat some because my mom makes sure she saves some for me. There was even a time when I’d eat a bowl of cereal right before I go to bed.

Here are the top breakfast food I love:

Disclaimer: I’m not much of a photographer and unlike other people, i’m not really into taking pictures of food – with exceptions of several occasions, of course – so the photos in this post are grabbed from the internet. 🙂

1. Cereal

Since I was a kid who didn’t like to be an early riser, it was hard to feed me in the morning. I’d sit on the dining table stare at my food or fall asleep even (that is why I was always late), so my go to breakfast was, cereal. It’s quick to prepare and easy to devour. I also learned that they’re great snacks even without the milk. I’d munch on Honey Stars like pop corn. My personal favorites are Kellogg’s Frosties and Post Honey Bunches of Oats with Real Strawberries.


breakfast of the champs.


it does have real strawberries in it. 🙂


2. French Toast

My mom is the French Toast master. She makes the best french toast in the South of my village! :)) I don’t actually know how she cooks it but I sure know that it tastes awesome with a lot of syrup together with a hot cup of coffee. When I was still working for a publishing company, I’d bring my co-workers some of my mom’s famous french toast and we’d eat it for lunch.


Ze french toast is lurve. ❤


3. Pancakes with Bacon and Eggs

Ever seen the movie “America’s Sweethearts”? I especially loved the scene where Billy Crystal came and talked to Julia Roberts at the restaurant after she found out that John Cusack might get back together with Catherine Zeta Jones so she was like binge-eating and chowing down tons of pancakes, bacons, and eggs. After seeing that, I wanted John Cusack to pick her over Catherine but most of all I wanted Julia to… give me some of those delicious breakfast food!





Kiki: Excuse me miss? Can I have some butter?!


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