The Bacolod-Masskara Festival Adventure

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I know it’s somewhat late to post this but I’ll post it anyway. Last October, me and Ali went to Bacolod to experience Mascara Festival. It was truly a fun and extremely difficult experience. Yes you heard it right! Extremely difficult!. So what happened was, we arranged this outing for a considerable length of time and we truly can’t bear to wipe it out. Regardless of the fact that there was a tropical storm we still chose to travel. We went to North Bus terminal Saturday morning and shockingly Bacolod outings were scratched off because of the tropical storm (Like, whaaat?) It truly made me extremely upset realizing that we can’t push through with the trip we were so eager to go. Since we truly can’t simply release it, we attempted to go to South Bus terminal trusting that there will be a trip to Bacolod there. So when we arrive there, we rode a Bus going to Toledo City wanting to have the capacity to ride a ship going to Bacolod. When we arrived at Toledo City, we were informed that there’s no trip going to Bacolod and that it was wiped out. We were about to surrender yet a v-hire driver let us know that there’s a trip to Bacolod from Tabuelan port. He said he was certain in light of the fact that it’s as of now his third outing heading off to the port and that there was a trip there going to Bacolod. So we went for an hour ride. Following an hour trip going to Tabuelan, we arrived the port and it was somewhat heartbreaking since they officially ceased the trip going to Bacolod because of the storm. They said that they’ll be continuing the trip most likely tomorrow morning. So since we’re already there, we simply spent the night there and chose to wake up ahead of schedule to check if there will be a trip going to Bacolod. It’s fortunate there’s a shabby space for rent in the place.
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So then we woke up at an early hour the following morning, they now continued the trips although there was just a little delay. We landed at Escalante port so we just rode a Bus going to Bacolod terminal. It was at that point around 7pm when we landed at the terminal and it was raining. So then we just took a taxi setting off to the spot where we will be staying.
We arrived at the spot around 8PM so then we had dinner then went out for a bit. It’s never past the point where it is possible to experience Mascara celebration, is it? There were road parties simply like amid Sinulog in Cebu. In spite of the fact that I can truly say that Sinulog is more enjoyable and wild. So anyway, we truly appreciated the night, in any event.
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We woke up at a young hour the following morning to go to the well known “The Ruins”. That is truly one of our bucketlist so ACHIEVE!
Anyway, the place was really stunning! It’s beautiful! Some even chose it was their wedding or birthday receptions.
We did not really staylong because we still have to go home since we have work that night.
But the struggle did not end there. On our way home, we rode a motorcycle from The Ruins to terminal. The bus left the terminal around 12. When we get to the port, we were told that all trips were cnacelled due to the storm (Again??). We were advised to transfer to another port because there’s trip going to Cebu there (Again??!). The driver then told all the passengers that if we wanted to transfer to other port, then we have to pay additional 100php. All passengers agreed so we then travelled an hour to transfer to another port. When we get there, there really was 1 ferry that will go to Cebu, although it was delayed but at least there is. We already left the port around 7pm. We arrived at North Bus terminal around 3am.
The trip was really a struggle but it was really worth it!

Say HELLO after the GOODBYE.. =)

There are really times that you have to let go of some things that you like. It’s not about giving up on what you want, it’s about letting go for something new to happen.. So I say goodbye to my long hair and big curls and say hello to my short and wavy hair.

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This is before it’s curled ☺

I’ve been wanting to cut my hair or have a new hairstyle it’s just that I’m afraid to try something new cause it might not look good on me. I have to be careful because I don’t want to regret cutting my hair off and mess it up.

This time since I’m bored and I want to keep myself busy with a lot of things (you might be thinking how boring my life at home is) I decided to go out and have my hair done. I went to my friends house first cause I promised him that I’ll drop by. It’s been a while that I haven’t seen him. Though we’re still very close (he is really more of a brother to me). Good thing I was already close to their family so it’s not a big deal if I show up their anytime. might it be be very early in the morning or late at night, they won’t really bother.  So I went their around 9am and ate my breakfast at their house. It’s so sweet of her mom to prepare extra breakfast knowing that I’m going.

When I arrive at their place he was still asleep so I wake him up. I know he was so annoyed with my voice but I really don’t care (HAHAHA). He was like “why so early?, go eat first and I’ll be there in a while”. he was kinda pissed already but I know he won’t get mad at me. He has no choice.

I then asked him to accompany me to the parlor to have my hawir done. I kno it’ll be boring but then again, he has no choice (hahaha). I know he was so bored already cause he keeps on complaining so I told him to go somewhere and I’ll just text him once I’m done. After I had my hair done, we just ate lunch with his sister and went home.

It feels good when old friends are always there no matter what and even if you haven’t seen them for a while they would still treat you the same way it was before.

Mom knows best! ☺

 

 It’s been a while that I haven’t updated my blog. But I really do appreciate those people who emailed me personally that they’re looking forward to my next posts. I would really love to update my blog everyday but as much as I would like to, I can’t. However, I would try my best to post twice or 3 times every week and that’s a promise. So here’s for today:
PicMonkey CollageIMG_0299 IMG_0298My mom crashed into my room this morning and invited me to go jogging with her (If she says jogging, she means hiking HAHAh.). I know my mom knows how I feel these past few days and attempted a lot of times to talk to me about it. My mom knows everything even before I say it. So I accompanied her and we went hiking around the place. She grabbed my hands and asked me to get up and change.

When I already went out, my mom shouted to get the camera so we can take some pictures. And I was like “Ma!!!” (with sleepy voice). I didn’t bring the camera so she went ahead and get it. Now you know where I got my vainness from? (I got it from my mama hahahaha. )

So anyway, we talked about a lot of things, we talk about work, people, future and she suddenly asked me how am I doing. I don’t know what to reply but I just said “I’m fine”. I didn’t tell her anything but she told me a lot of things that time.  I totally agree with everything she said so I just listened and was so quiet while she was talking.

“You’re still so young so enjoy, you won’t ran out of boys so don’t worry” that’s one thing she said and I just replied a smile and said “TRUE!”. Every time she asked me what really happened I always try to change the topic until she realizes that I don’t want to talk about it.

Once Upon a Time…

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Love what you do, do what you love, get what you like and like what you have. I hope it’s as simple as it is, but life is so complicated and so are people. Sometimes you’ll understand, sometimes you don’t, sometimes you won’t, sometimes you can’t and sometimes you’ll try. But one thing is for sure, everything happens for a reason, you may not know it yet (maybe not yet or maybe never).

Life offers a lot of things so maybe just enjoy every bits of it. Don’t complicate things, believe what you trust but don’t always trust what you believe. An answer to a question isn’t as easy as how the question is being asked but sometimes is also not as complicated as the question. Just live and enjoy life. Don’t ask (even if sometimes you just can’t help it, haha). Wait for the the answer. You might get the answer once you stop asking the question. Just let things happen (come what may…) and everything will soon make sense and everything will just fall into place! =)

She’s now 1 year wiser! ☺

It’s her birthday and I know she would really love it if I’m gonna write something about her ( coz’ she’s vain. haha). PicMonkey Collage523640_3585313193027_1712779151_n 208843_3495210858448_1700329530_n
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I just so miss this chic. She’s in leyte right now. enjoying her SUMMER!.

I actually never imagine that I’m gonna be so close to this girl cause the first time we know each other, we always argue with almost everything. We were friends since first year college, we have the same schedule and we’re together all the time. We have a lot of things in common, and we agree on almost everything. We almost have the same likes, from clothes, idols, food, dreams and BOYS.. hahaha.

We’re mean! YES we are, but we are also crazy. We might have our own world sometimes especially when we’re with our group of friends. And when we’re with them, we’re crazier.

We have signals that we 2 only understand. There are times that we just look at each other and we already know what we meant. Weird thing about us, especially when we’re at the mall, we don’t mind boys, we mind girls! AHAHAh. No we’re not lebos, it’s just that we know how to appreciate beautiful and pretty girls (wwweeeee?). HAHAha.

OK to much for the compliments. haha. anyway, happy birthday Sheen! Your now 1 year wiser!

I miss this girl! Hope to see her soon. Hopefully in leyte, in their place. ☺

You’ll get what you want if you want it enough☺

Year 2011 was really a tough year for us. We’ve been through a lot, I mean a LOT. From our business to my studies, name it.  But then as they say what goes around comes around, what goes up must come down. Wait, sound familiar? yah, it’s a lyrics of a song. HAHA.

Year 2012 has been a really good year for me especially in terms of career, and I wish my luck would continue this 2013.  I know I have to thank a lot of people and I dont want to mention all of them cause I might miss something. Can I just thank God for all of this? ☺

Anyway, before everything turns so dramatic and before you guys cry (haha. OA) I just wanna look back to everything that happened in 2012 and look forward to this year 2013.

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Friends through the years ♥

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Target Turned 1 year! ☺

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cup cake addiction with cha-cha

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photo shoots from photographer friends =)

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hosting ☺

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modeling ☺

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blogging/ fashion blogging ☺

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lookbook posting! ☺

These are the things that keep me going. I don’t mean to brag, it’s just that I feel so lucky, happy and flattered that I have and I achieve all of these since these are really some of the things that I imagine myself doing. My friend told me “you’ll get what you want if you want it enough” and yah, it’s true.  Again and again, these are the things that I want but this is not it, this is not just it. I’m looking forward to more of these things and more new things this year More projects, more shoots, more lookbook fan, more followers of the blog, more new things, more learnings, more of  everything ☺. I don’t think it’s bad to ask for more, is it? I don’t think so, as long as you work hard for it. As my friend told me ” be the next Kryz uy (ambitious! HAHA)”. I’m sure most of the bloggers know who I’m talking about. I’m really a fan. But I say “I wish! HAHA” it’s so hard, HELLO!? real estate business owner, Top Blogger and a What a Girl Wants Creative director, WOW!. But then again, “you’ll get what you want if you want it enough”.

By the way, I was reading articles about Chinese zodiac and it says that people born in the year of the monkey are quite lucky this year in almost all fields, so I just wish it’s true.

Here’s for the MONKEYS to feed your ego (haha):

Of all the animals of the Chinese zodiac, your are the most intelligent. Your pranks, finesse, and craftiness get you out of the most delicate situations without a scratch. Particularly at ease in public and at parties with beautiful people, you are charming, surprising, and entertaining with the faces you make, and your irresistible, funny stories. You can also laugh at yourself with astonishing lucidity. Your character is that of a “happy pessimist” and you adapt easily to any context – and not without a certain amount of cunning. Confronted by a muscle-bound adversary, you use servility and flattery to lead him by the nose. Your skillfulness in the art of manipulation has no equal and you easily play the actor to soothe those around you. Crocodile tears and shameless lies are part of your daily bread. If you are caught, you have the good grace to recognize the error of your ways and can make others forgive you. You jump from branch to branch, from problem to problem, with an incredible degree of fickleness that borders on childishness. It is difficult to keep you in one place; at the least sign of boredom, you swing to another tree. But behind your mimics and gestures hides an old monkey that the Chinese name The Wise One. Your fault: You want to be first at any price

Single Monkeys can expect a great problem in 2013: too many suitors! Don’t make a rash decision and get into a relationship too quickly, because you will have other options available. That said, don’t be afraid to commit when the right person comes alone. You’ll know them when you see them. It’s not always true, but the Chinese 2013 horoscope for Monkey shows us that this year, if you aren’t sure about a relationship than there is a good reason for that.

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Scars by Rudy Francisco!♥

Here’s another Rudy francisco peice that I really love. hope you like it too ♥.. By the way, I got the lyrics in his tumbler account. ♥

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This pic is from Rudy Francisco's tumbler

This pic is from Rudy Francisco’s tumbler

1. If I could, I would nail these hands to the edges of stars. I would sacrifice this body to the sky hoping to resurrect someone spiteful enough to not give a fuck about you.

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From Rudy Francisco’s tumbler.

2. Staple me to a cross. Pierce my side with a broken promise and I will bleed all the crippled reasons why you deserve one more chance.
3. Your bed smells like the last thing I was really good at.
4. You wanna know how I got these scars? I ripped every last piece of you out of my smile.

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5. I whispered you stardust.
6. I spoke you into sunflowers.

from Rudy Francisco's tumbler

from Rudy Francisco’s tumbler

7. I dipped my hands in forever; touched you infinity; treated you as if you were the last molecule of oxygen inside of a gas chamber, I was good to you.
8. You wanna know how I got these scars? I swallowed my pride and it clawed its way outside of my mouth.
9. I realized I was never really your boyfriend. I was just your fucking hype man.
10. I hope your next boyfriend gets smallpox.
10. Yes I said smallpox!
10. I hate you!
10. I miss you!
10. I love you!
10. It’s hard for me to count when I get emotional.
10. I heard that 90% of human interaction is nonverbal so…
10. If I could, I would tie your arms to a daydream and then auction you off to my fondest memories.

To the random dude who started dating my ex-girlfriend two days after we broke up: Yes, I saw that shit on Facebook.

Now when I realized that you were in a relationship with a girl that I thought I would someday spend the rest of my life with I walked outside and said to myself: “There’s no way Ashton Kutcher would catch me off guard.” I waited 45 minutes.

And then I realized that there hasn’t been a new episode of Punk’d in damn near 4 years.

So I guess I’m the only practical joke in this entire situation.

One: The first time I saw you and her in picture, I wanted to take my entire arm shove inside of the computer and snatch the happiness right off of your face.

Two: If I ever see you in the street, I’m probably going to punch you in the throat.

Three: I apologize in advance. And I know, I know it makes no sense to have this much anger toward a man that I’ve never actually met face-to-face but my definition of love is being robbed in an alley eight times in a row and hoping there is something about today that makes all of this different, there is nothing logical about cutting off the most important parts of yourself and then putting them inside of hands that shake, that tremble, that crack like a Haitian sidewalk.

Four: There is nothing rational about love. Your love stutters when it gets nervous. Your love trips over its own shoelaces. Love is clumsy and my heart refuses to wear a helmet.

Five: Cupid is fucking irresponsible. And I’m tired of him using me for target practice.

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Six: I was told that time would heal all wounds, but what exactly do you do on days when it feels like the hands on your clock have arthritis.

Seven: She always wore her heart on her sleeves, so tell me, then why the hell do you look so familiar?

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Eight: I think I’ve seen you somewhere in her smile, like I’ve heard your voice in her laughter, like I’ve smelled your cologne on her thighs. I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints we would only find yours.

Nine: I have this envelope; it’s full of all the butterflies that I felt the first time she relaxed the Velcro on her lips and smiled in my direction. I think most of them are still alive. I guess these belong to you too.

 

Love Poem ♥

Let me just share to you one of my favorite love poem of all time. This is written by Rudy Francisco. This Guy really has a lot of BEAUTIFUL poems. Here it goes.

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“I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak. And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations. I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet. In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp… just to show me how painful love can be. And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned.
See I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in brail. And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless. I always believed that real love is kind of like a super model before she’s air brushed; it’s pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended. See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet. But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem… it would be about you.

About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike: Scared… but reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you. You see, I’m not really a love poet. But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window, you see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe someway you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me because if you were here, right now, I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.

Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the pacific ocean, I want to drink the sunlight in your skin. If I was a love poet, I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful, even on days when everything around you is ugly you see I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink.

If I was a love poet I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture, every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart, it plays hop scotch inside of my chest. Yo it climbs on to my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again. I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back in to one of my ribs just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you.

I swear, I’m not a love poet. But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love, my first poem it would be about you. And after all of that she was like, so how do you feel about me? And I said, put it like this: I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that he never had the courage to do like… trust you.

I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life. And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer. If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat, do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time. Whenever, we stand next to each other, love I was the only one made for you and you can be at last my Etta James. I’ll be oh child when you’re in pain or you could be candy coated drops of rain even though it never rains in Southern California. And together, we could be music.

And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend, I’ll say no. She is my musician. And me… I’m her favorite song.”

You can watch the video on youtube:

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