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Nothing fancy, just LOVE.

Out from the bustles and hustles of the city.

Parade of Presets and Filters

Bare foot on the sand, wind blowing against my skin, sun gently kissing through my eyes, hearing the soothing sound of serenity of the sea, peaceful lying under the trees. I longed so much for these until last Saturday, our delineations finally came to life with parade of presets and filters.

One Chapter

As I stare at the screen of my computer, the digital clock registers nine-eight upon typing the title of this entry. But why One Chapter?

Earlier today, I started flipping through the pages of a book I borrowed from a friend only to break-free from the usual kind of books I read in my everyday life as a student. One Chapter.. It only took one chapter of a novel to switch my emotions and pour it into writing. One chapter to activate my dormant gene of love for expressing my thoughts and feelings through words. One chapter to ring the bells of the past.

From had been gatherings, people always ask when will I plan to get married. The thing is they fail to realize that what they are asking is a wrong question. How can one make plans if the vital elements of such plan are not present? I admit that sometimes, I’m already tired of explaining myself to people while incorporating my answer into jokes just to put an end on it. Plus, the answer to such questions lies on the future which obviously is something that is unknown to anyone. But just to satisfy the nosiness of some, let me tell these things which I will never get caught red handed divulging to anyone in person.

The idea of marriage for me is something that scares me a lot more than the idea of just spending one’s life alone. In fact, the idea of being in a relationship again makes me shiver not in a good way. The hope, the faith and the belief that someday, I will meet the person who will have enough courage to break the walls I’ve built, are slowly fading. I’ve made wrong decisions in the past, way too many of them that they probably are the reason of the clouded fear I have at the present. I’ve witnessed too many failed marriages and relationships - friend’s, former colleagues’, and even close relatives – to believe in love again. Honestly, I get tired of having have to start all over again. Getting to know a person, have conversations about things that people talk about when all is new and love is dawning, only to end up playing games of frozen feelings and constant restraint in the long run. It’s all different now. The mentality I had way back when I was a teenager or in my earlier twenties is far more hopeful and optimistic (on matters like love) than the mentality I have now. Once I knew that there’s a bigger possibility that things won’t work out, I backed out at the slightest hint. ‘Cause I know that I will get hurt, and why should I put myself through that?

I have learned that what people say is true, that love is only for the brave ones. And I’m definitely not one of them. Or maybe I am not brave enough just YET. Or maybe I know the real reason why, whether or not I want to admit it. There isn’t a man yet who I’d be willing to take all the risk again. I always keep in mind that I owe myself to give it sometime and allow the universe to just fall into place and to just let it be. If it’s meant to be, then it will be. If not, then probably I’d have to accept that I’m destined to go through life alone which is fine just the same. Who knows right? Only time will tell.

Written: May 30 (09:08 pm)

Sugar, spice, and not always so nice.

The whole opposite of a daily grind of student is sum up in one word – vacation. With all the stress brought by school, unlimited caffeine intake, sleepless nights, palm-sweating and mind-boggling recitations and examinations, heart-pounding and soul-breaking words of professors, sugar, spice and not always so nice; vacations are the only escape from reality. The road I chose to take isn’t only a battle of mind prowess but a test of emotional strength.

Last Holy Week, with the slightest push, I got out from bed on a supposed-to-be rest time and went to Sabang, San Juan, beach bummed as if midterms are already through.

Elyu

Let me start by saying not everything in life will go the way as you planned it. That’s what makes life worth-living. You go on a trip packing all the desired outfit you’ve been planning from the very moment you decided to go on a place, only to end up watching them being teared out and ruined. You hop on the vehicle with the hopes of arriving on time at your destination only to spend most of your time, if not all, on unnecessary things like contemplating whether Waze is right or you have to trust your poor memory and strong instincts then eventually be told that you’re up to no good but a Santelmo fire. You never really know what lies ahead of you and that’s the interesting fact about life. Where’s the joy and excitement if you already know the exact things that’s going to happen.

There were series of unfortunate events happened during my last trip to Elyu. Not to mention that I brought my friend, Marie, at the nearest hospital ‘cause her toenail has been murdered and the aftermath of pain concurrently happened when we were there. Treachery might have been present since Marie, the offended party, has no means of defending herself from the manicurist (the offender) during the pedicure sesh. (It was called ‘murder’ for a reason, lol.) Another event was when my newly shopped surfing outfit was negligently ruined by myself when I was trying to take out it’s tag. We nearly ended up sleeping on the shore when we were told that all rooms were fully-booked. I got an unexperienced surf instructor which I felt being money-robbed for it. But despite all the damning events, we chose to laugh at those moments instead of burying ourselves with sadness and let the entire trip be totally ruined. It is not everyday that you get to step on a beach, wear swimsuits, lie mindless on the sand, and eat unfamiliar foods. So might as well careless and just go with the flow with the turn of events and be home with unusual good memories that is definitely one for the books.

I&N

It was two months ago when my friend, Nikki, spilled the news that she’s finally going to get married. Being a friend, I felt so genuinely happy for her. I was told that I’m going to play one of the important roles on her wedding - to be her Maid of Honor. I was surprised at first considering that it will be my first time to play such role. I knew I had to absent myself in school because her wedding day falls on a weekday. And so last March 2, 2018, we celebrated their permanent union followed by the reception at The Bella Plaza, Tarlac. I knew it was going to be very memorable but I least expect that it will be a tear-jerking experience. I made my speech just a week before the wedding and the original plan was just to plainly read the entire speech with no emotions involved. But I ended up ruining my make-up for crying like a baby when I was reading my speech. It’s different when you’re rehearsing it before the wedding and when you’re delivering it already on the wedding day. I couldn’t contain my emotion which led me into sobbing the entire time. Even during the photo shoot where Nikki was reading Ian’s message for her, boy, I felt like my heart’s going to explode for I know how it has been for them being apart from each other. Even after all the tears of joy shed that day, it was indeed a fun-filled occasion.

Maid of Honor Message:

The first time I met Nikki was five years ago when we were working for the same company but from different departments. She didn’t talk to me much and we just merely exchanged hi’s and hello’s to each other so I never thought that I would be standing here five years later watching the woman, most like a sister to me, marry the man of her dreams.

When you’ve been close to someone, even if not long enough but with a quality relationship with, you gather a lot of juicy secrets and hilariously embarrassing stories, however, I will spare Nikki from those stories because first, it would take me days to tell them all, and second, because I respect Nikki too much to embarrass her on what is supposed to be one of the best days of her life.

Nikki, bebeloves, there really aren’t words to define the kind of friend you have been to me. There are also no words to describe how happy I am for you and Ian today. I remember one of the times when we both talked about the things with regards to love. The exchange of thoughts and that we always remind each other that we both deserve to be happy one day with the man of our dreams. And I know that God is already doing that in your life now and that starts today. We’ve had some crazy adventures, like when we both share the same memories whenever we travel and share the same experience when it was both our first time to step out of the country. By those moments, I knew a lot about how you are as a friend and as a person. You and I definitely had our moments and our ups and downs, like when we used to argue about things where none of us wants to accept that we don’t have the “last talk” in an argument (so this leads me into an assumption that we both have futures in the legal profession, lol). But we always find our way to make up. We’ve always been there for each other, so here I am as you start the next crazy adventure in your life known as marriage.

Well, I don’t know much about marriage because of course, I’m not married yet. But despite my lack of knowledge, what I can give as an advice which I surely do know is worth-taking and worth-applying in your marriage life is that, always remember to put God at the center of your relationship. I believe that if you put God first in all of your personal and marital decisions, God will be the one to honor the kind of hearts you have and He will be the one to bless both of you in all areas of your lives.

These lovely couple met in the most unexpected way and time in the City of Pines. Their love story is a testimony that destiny do exist. Even if two people come from different places, if they’re really meant for each other, destiny will find a way for them to meet. I heard enough about Ian for a good couple of months before I actually met him. There were times when Nikki would share stories about Ian. Naalala ko na sinasabi sakin ni Nikki during their getting to know each other stage,“Hmm, bhe, ayoko kay Ian, basta ayoko sa kanya” pero maya-maya may tumatawag sa phone niya and guess who. Then it will take them hours talking to each other na halos lahat ng usapan naming ni Nikki ay alam na din ni Ian. So I guess totoo nga yung sinasabi nilang, “Tulak ng bibig, kabig ng dibdib.”

When I finally did meet Ian, I could see why Nikki is getting attached to him. I may have been a little jealous that Ian were stealing my friend and my adventure buddy, but I realize that as her boyfriend and now, as a husband, he is her best friend too. I see how Ian is making Nikki happy and how much Nikki loves Ian.

Nikki, bebeloves, best wishes with your new adventure buddy, your friend, and your husband. And Ian, you’re a very lucky man. Just remember, a happy wife makes for a happy life. May your love be modern enough to survive the times and be old fashioned enough to survive forever. Congratulations and I love you both.

Random Things and Unloading Thoughts

I wasn’t able to use my car today going to my appointments because it recently got into an accident. I wasn’t the one driving and our side wasn’t the one at fault. Fyi, never have I violated any traffic rules yet, so far in my ten years of driving (or probably none that the traffic enforcers know of, lol) which was a revelation to me yesterday when Rj and I were talking, and she asked whether or not have I experienced being fined for any traffic violations already. Back to the topic, the driver of the other vehicle voluntarily and immediately took charge with the responsibility of paying for the damages of my car, knowing to himself that he is at fault. That, I believe is something to be thankful for considering the fact that the person who was driving my car that time doesn’t have any Driver’s License. What a good favor from the Lord, don’t you think? Hehe. If I were to analyze the situation, the other driver who volunteered to pay the damages and wants an areglo without having have to call for authorities probably doesn’t have any Driver’s License also. Well, that is what I think. Who knows, right? See, the thing there is, that very simple thing is something to be thankful for.

And today, after going to church, I immediately went to the bank to have a card of mine be changed into new EMV Debit Card. It was last year when a friend told me that I have to have it changed already because it can no longer be used in the future but for no specific date. But due to lack of time, or more probably because of my being kuripot (there was a fee for applying for a new card which I remember was Php 250 according to my friend, *not sure), I didn’t attend to it until this morning. There were notices in the bank that says Debit Cards that are not EMV can no longer be used starting January 31, 2018. I immediately laid down my concern to the bank personnel. After showing my identification cards and filling up some papers, the bank personnel advised me to wait for my card. At first, I thought it will take a week long for it to be released and I have yet to pay a fee. To my surprise, my card was already released after 15 minutes or so and I didn’t pay a single cent for it. Lesson there? It pays to be kuripot sometimes, hahaha. Another simple thing that I have to be thankful for.

When I was about to ride a tricycle that is next on the line, after seeing me alone, the driver immediately told me that he cannot accommodate me for a ride so I took the next tricycle after him. I heard the next Kuya Driver said a snide comment which was in the lines of “Nagtorpe’n, han la nangiluganen, agpili’t pasahero na” as if he was the one being declined. You know, in such situation, my normal self would instinctively get the Tricycle’s Number (the choosy driver) and have it reported and would intentionally blurt out loud to the one next in line that I’ll just double my fare and say “Ireport kun to latta detan” so to ease my feelings after being declined. But what happened awhile ago was that I just tirelessly rode the tricycle. Probably I was too lazy to argue (and since I just went to the church), I let that one pass. When I reached home, I gave Kuya Driver my fare which I tripled in amount. He reluctantly get the money and said “Adu unay, Ma’am” which I responded in “Okay lang, Kuya. Basta hanka agpilpili’t pasaherom, ad-adut ited ni Apo’n tu kenka”. He gave me a smile. Lesson there is, there’s something good that Kuya Driver did, for God to touch the heart of a kuripot one like me to bless him.

You know, sometimes, we, people would only recognize the work of God in big things such as success, good health, wealth and the like. We fail to see the smaller ones which we think are just ‘normal’ and let it slide without thinking how those small things speaks so much of His goodness upon us. That is why sometimes, when circumstances come and we have to make big decisions in life that involves choosing from right or wrong, we tend to choose what we think is good for us instead of asking ourselves what would God wants us to do. God is forgiving, yes. But we fail to see that sometimes we’re already taking His goodness for granted and we let that goodness be an excuse for us not to do the right thing. I’m not a saint, don’t get me wrong. All I’m saying is that, if only we see these little blessings that we receive from Him the same or equal manner with the blessings that we think are big, we will definitely see a different perspective when it comes to life.

Nu sika, makitam ti kinasayaat Na iti biag mo, di ka ngarud mabain nga agbasol Kenyana? We call Him “our Father” for a reason. We are all His children. Take this an example, if you’re a parent, and if you have children, who do you favor more? The good ones or the not so good ones? You may love them all EQUALLY, but there are some areas and times that you tend to favor the good ones over the not so good ones, is it not? Same is through with God. He loves us all and provides blessings to each and everyone of us but He gives additional blessings to those who love him (those people who do things which are good before His eyes). It pays to do the right thing. So in the midst of struggle in life, let us be reminded that the wheel is on us and it is our choice to make. Fruits and results only come after because God is always just there to give.

Sanity Maintenance

There were many difficulties and unwanted episodes in the twenty-fifth series of my life, that is why, welcoming the year 2018 doesn’t excite me at all. But because of my family who makes life bearable, a seed of hope is rooted in my inmost to keep holding on and wishing for brighter days ahead.

Me and my family started the year with a very sudden decision to spend the first day of the year outside the confines of our home. It took me so long to convince them to go on a road trip heading to the north. We ended up at Graciano’s Cove in Burgos, Ilocos Norte. When it comes to nature, Ilocos never fail to amaze me.

The beauty of living in Ilocos is the fact that seas, falls, rivers, lakes and other nature destinations are just within our reach. But sometimes, it is a shame because we tend to make them last in our bucket list of travel destinations and choose otherwise, those that are not within our town or province. From my own experience, when meeting fellow travelers, after brief introduction of names and where each came from, they often ask me what are the best destinations in Ilocos, particularly in Norte. Some would ask for reviews on La Paz Sand Dunes and Kapurpurawan Rock Formation. The fact that I didn’t get to visit these places yet is a shame whenever I give recommendations and reviews as response. Please friends, I’m willing to be kidnapped before classes resume so take me away!

May 2018 be filled with days of goodness, making no room for sadness, disappointments and fear. Pure positivity shall consume each and every second of its span. Please heavens, be gentle.

Early Year-end Post for 2017

This year has been the lowest point of my life in terms of all aspect to the extent that I don’t look forward for the next year to come. There’s nothing much to look back on this year. I felt much greater sadness (if not entirely) for the past twelve months compared to the previous years I’ve been through. Limited friends were there when I needed people to talk to. This year happened the biggest change in my twenties life so far. I resigned from my work for four long years with so much hesitation and fear that I might not be able to sustain my needs and might fall in the pit of bum for the rest of my life. The primary reason of writing and submitting my resignation letter was the stagnant life I had in the company with no promise of good future ahead of me. That reason was fueled by my secondary reason which was to take Bachelor of Law. I dream of being called “Atty.” just because I think that it’s nice and amazing to be called so. I enrolled myself with no stable income and relied on the knowledge I got from my four-year work experience at my previous job and applied it in my recently opened business which was only known to a few. I had very limited resource and earnings to put it up considering that I worked hard for the money to start it up alone. I had to endure months of working my ass up and studying well at the same time which gave me the biggest stress I’ve had. I passed five of my subjects with no 3.0 grade so far which gets me going in pursuing this field.

This year, I worked hard more than I relaxed. I cried more than I laughed. I made mistakes more than I made good decisions. I kept emotions more than I spilled. I went out with a mask and pretended happy more often because it’s harder to explain and be understood than to put a smile on the face. It’s easier for me to live knowing that people see me as the happy one instead of receiving pity from them. There were times that I felt genuinely happy this year but the quantity of times being unhappy covered those times that I couldn’t even remember how it feels to be happy anymore. I was lonely for the most part. I prayed so much for His presence to come down but got silence all the time. I felt hated more than I felt loved. I felt screwed more than I felt success. It was easier for me to rebel instead of doing the right things to do. I feel like a water lily floating and simply going with the flow of life because I feel that my life has no direction anymore.

I came to this abandoned Tumblr of mine spilling all of these out wondering would there ever be a single soul who’s going to read this entry. I kind of felt relieved writing all these down. Knowing that somewhere, my thoughts and emotions were divulged from my inside and it somehow taken out the loads that I carry within me.

And as I type, for the first time I felt grateful having a blog. Because right now, whatever floats in my head, the emotions, the sequence, all gathered pouring into words and I’m confident that it will be left unread.

-End-

Ps. Please pretend you never came across this entry when you talk to me.

Live. Love. Laugh.

Who says you need to go far to get enough relaxation? Who says you need to get a high end camera to be able to have your pictures taken the way you want them to be? Who says you need the entire time of your life finding awesome and lovely people to be friends with? Whoever said such doesn't know how to live life the way it should be lived.

Primum Tempus

Heaven on Earth

“A law student is deprived of everything” those were the words retained in my memory since I heard it from the speech made by one of the BAR Top Notchers during a Testimonial Dinner recently held in our school. It’s been two months now since I penned my name and some personal details on that sheet of paper which I know will eventually change my life in a hundred eighty degree turn. Before I embraced the thought and idea of getting back to school, I did series of interview with people who are in the field of what I am going to enter to. From all the information of first-hand experiences I gathered, there was only one common typology of “law school” that was emphasized, it is the word - HELL. At first, I considered all those commentaries way too absurd for life is too good for “law school” to be likened to such word. With all the testimonials I heard with regards to law school, never it did quench my desire in entering to such. But until I finally experienced those myself and realized that everything I heard, judged and given personal snide comments at, were not total exaggeration but rather exact and accurate definition of how being in law school feels like.

It is for the first time that I experienced how to be deprived of time, sleep, or say, deprived of a normal life - life that I used to live - which have luxury of time for everything. The presumption I had upon enrollment of a hundred eighty degree was extended and was actually resulted to a three hundred sixty degree turn that makes my wheel of life in motion.

I was separated from my beloved oppa’s, and I eventually had to forget my love for Kdrama, and left with no choice but to spend time with Laurel, Paras, Reyes, and Suarez instead. Messages from all my social connection were left unopened ‘til I got to be bombarded with boo’s and hoo’s for being MIA for like 24/7 of the time. My newly opened business (the reason why I can support myself) is affected due to lack of time to manage it well. It was also then when I realized how important a minuteis for it serves an advantage if used and spent well. Funny that I even came to a point where I left my hopes to the rain only for my car to be cleansed. HAHA.

The first three paragraphs are already too much of an introduction and are way too far in connection with the subsequent photos in this blog entry. But anyways, they say that the hardest and the most difficult year in law school is during the first year period for it is the stage where the adjusting period happens. For the first two months I had in law school, I can say that it is for real, not easy. I have yet to find out in the succeeding days and months and have yet to finish the first "hell" year for me to be able to compare and declare it as the hardest and most difficult period. Will I ever get to the next level? YES, OF COURSE. How can I be so sure? Well, that is my faith. :)

After my first stressful and buwis-buhay prelim examination, I recompensed and dragged myself to the Burgos Wind Farm and Casa Consuelo which are both likely Heaven on Earth.

When life gives you lemons.. Let me tell you how to make lemonades.

From the voice of a person who’s chosen by life to throw lemons at, it is such an arduous thing to think that life will get better. “Life will get better” are the words that is forcefully kept on repeating like a mantra followed by the question ‘When’? And a series of follow-up questions like.. Will it be later? Will it be tomorrow? Will it be the day after tomorrow? Or will it be at all? Sure, it will, but at the most indefinite time. And that is the difficult part. You’ll never know how long it will take and you’ll never know the answer unless you’re strong enough to survive and patient enough to conquer and look pass thru the series of tests before being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

It is easy to say that when life gives you lemons, make some lemonade. It is indeed recuperative making lemonades, literally and figuratively. But again, the bigger question is ‘How’? If only it is as simple as doing it literally, one wouldn’t have to go through such difficulty in life. Funny thing is that, sometimes, it’s not even easy making lemonades literally, akin cutting lemons to pieces and extracting the juices. One has to make effort to know the step-by-step process of making one. What I’m trying to say is not all people can make lemonades. A new born baby cannot make one for itself. But as the baby will become an adult, brought by the knowledge gained and experiences, both good and bad, while growing up, it will eventually learn how to make one on its own. Same is through with life. If life wouldn’t give a person a taste of sourness in this world, he won’t be able to know the “easy” because there is no representation nor a comparison of it from the “difficult” to begin with. Therefore, it is never a solution to ask the question ‘Why’ for it is already given.

Let’s go back to the bigger question mentioned earlier. How then will you make lemonades out of the lemons being thrown at you? If lemons are being thrown at you, there are only two things you can do. (Activate your imagination for this one’s going to be very literal). Either to let it hit you or you catch them. Catching them would be much wiser than getting yourself be hurt by its hit. Catching them will give you more control of the lemons for you have them in your hands. It is also your choice if you let it remain sour in taste or you turn it to a sweet lemonade by putting some sugar before taking it in. Akin to life, facing the problem is much wiser than running away from it. Running from things can only result to an unsolved one that may lead to bigger problems. Thinking of solutions to a problem are much better than leaving it as it is.

Now this is the crucial part. I believe that a person can only take enough. That is why not everyone last. Some backslides and takes the wrong path. Don’t become one of those “some”. Instead, plant a seed of hope in your heart. The seed of hope will always signify to One supernatural being, God. Rekindling the promises you received from Him will never fail to give you inner strength and peace most especially at times of difficulties. Here’s one of the promises that can keep you going..

This promise of God should always have a portion in your memory for it always gives comfort. The good things in all areas of your life will definitely happen for that is what God wants you to have. Lemons will be turned to lemonades, sourness will be turned to sweetness, and difficulties will be put to an end. And know that when God gives you promises, it should always be taken at heart. For a man’s promise can be broken. A friend, a family and even a president’s promise may not be kept. But God’s promise will surely come to pass.

Get Out

After being drowned to K-drama series for the past weeks, I was able to regain my appetite on watching movies last night. It is precisely in times like these that movies and shows are essential to survival considering that I quit my job. With adequate amount of savings that could pretty much allow me to survive, but with lesser social interaction (means lesser expenditure) for the coming months, watching is the only substitute I can think of for my sanity maintenance. I’ve chosen the movie “Get Out” out of the three movies I was contemplating on watching.

I decided to share five points that I noticed and learned or basically my personal comments regarding the movie which is very unnecessary. But due to the reason that I do not want to slacken my posting in this so-called blog, here’s a fire away.

1. Camera cellular phones has a very unique importance. Not by means of communication but by means of saving fellow specie from hypnosis.

2. Find yourself a TSA (if ever we have somewhat like it here in the Philippines) friend. It could help you in times of trouble (when you decide to disappear in the face of the earth) even if it means being ridiculed and laughed at for reporting your reason for disappearance.

3. Dogs can survive for more than two days without food. I don’t know whether it’s a fact or if there’s a scientific justification for this but the movie gave me this thought.

4. BINGO cards aren’t just for playing the BINGO game but it also serve as placard for bidding. How? That I have yet to figure out.

5. Do not, I repeat, do not go to your girlfriend/boyfriend’s home to meet the parents if you have only just dated for a couple of months. Unless you have full investigation files of his/her family background (information from Facebook aren’t considered). Otherwise you might end up being a slave while drowning in a sunken place.

Over-all, it’s a movie I suggest when your heart is in perfect condition and when you ran out of Korean series to fiddle away.

#GetOut

I don’t know how, but I know He will.

When I was still studying, I always prayed for the days to pass by faster so I could finally graduate and earn for a living. I yearned for a real job to help me determine if I was capable of developing a career being an employee or if I should stick to the main reason why I took up a Business Administration course. I grew up in a family of business people, we own a Goldsmith and Repair Shop only to watch it slowly demising in the hands of my parents who, by the time, have no enough knowledge of running good business. That was pretty much the reason why I pushed the issue of shifting to a business course instead of pursuing what I’ve already started up back in the day which was in the medical field.

Four years ago, what I always desperately prayed for just fell into my lap. Through series of application, I landed a job. Being a fresh graduate, I can say that I’m one of the lucky ones for my compensation was much better than my expectation considering the lack of experience that I have. Despite the series of approved applications and offers from other known companies, I stayed and learned to love the job that first chose me. April 12, 2017 marks the day of my last service to the company that adopted me for four long years. Even I, myself couldn’t believe how I reached that number working for the same company all throughout my years of being employed. (I kinda loathe the idea that I can make a commitment with work and a company that long while I can’t make my relationships lasts, let alone, to make it work for long. Lol.)

With all the knowledge and experiences I gained through the years of being employed, I convinced myself that these will never be put to waste and will surely produce good results in the future. They say that every situation in life; whether good or bad, big or small; has its reasons for happening that only time can unveil. Looking back now, I know that fate have directed me into this and the One up there will continue to lead me into something great. If you’re gonna ask me now how, I surely don’t know how. But I know He will.

Unsolicited selfie for an unsolicited blog entry.

Surprise, Surprise!

I remember when I was blogging about my first visit at Puerto Princesa, I stated that I would definitely come back to the place. Who would've thought that after a year, I will get the chance to come back. Now I'm thinking of stating a 'definitely coming back to this place' mantra in every travel blog entry that I'll make so I could get future free-expense travel. Hehe.

The Underground River has the same mesmerizing effect just as my first visitacion in the place.

My kind of mirror selfie.

We also went to Ugong Rock Adventures. I forgot to mention in my recent blog entries that due to the unexpected turn of events before going to Palawan, my name in the tour packages wasn't updated which results to unawareness of what my real name was. (I won't further discuss on this matter). That led to a misconception that made me snobbish the entire tour. The tour guide, by blameless ignorance, kept on calling me by someone else name. Huhuhaha.

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