M O N D A Y | December 21, 2015

• I got up a little early and spent a couple of hours in front of my laptop. I then heard my messenger popped up, so I grabbed my phone beside me. I thought it was just a message from one of my high school friends in our group chat, but I was wrong. It was from somebody I don’t know personally. I mean, I get to see him occasionally in school, and as long as I could remember, he was one of those varsities who taught and facilitated us during our swimming lesson in PE way back then. It’s just pretty unusual that he sent me a random message so early in the morning. Actually, it’s for the second time. The first convo we had was a month ago, I think? He approached me by sending me a “hi” and then asked random questions (questions like what degree I am taking and whatnot). I was puzzled then, wondering why he messaged me, but I brushed it off my head then. We never had another convo after that until this day. Today, he approached me as if we know each other too well. Well, yea, it’s just nice of him being friendly, but I’m just wondering why he is being like that. I mean, it’s way too strange that a guy/somebody I don’t know that much in school (not even an acquaintance) is being friendly with me. Idk, it’s just so odd. Maybe he was just bored or maybe in need of somebody to talk to or whatever.
• I decided to change the curtains in the living room and I really like the color and the details of the newly-changed curtains.
• And waaaaaa!! Miss Philippines was crowned as Miss Universe 2015! I was really thrilled and blissful for the success of Miss Pia Wurtzbach. She aced every single thing during the pageant and the title is very well-deserved. Idk but I was really cheering for her while I was just watching the show on TV. I just can’t contain the thrill that I was feeling. I was actually clapping my hands every time Miss Philippines is being called for Top 15, Top 10, Top 5, Top 3, and finally, for Miss Universe (right now I realized I was kind of crazy that time); not to mention that the pageant host had a really horrible mistake (I feel sorry for him and for Miss Columbia, too).

T U E S D A Y | December 22, 2015

• I continued my linis-bahay operation (haha). I dusted off one of the cabinets in the living room, removed everything from it and rearranged them thereafter.
• Nothing much happened this day. ‘Twas a typical boring day.

W E D N E S D A Y | Deccember 23, 2015

• I cleaned the entire room, changed the sheets and the curtains as well. It’s kind of wearisome but there’s nothing more refreshing than lying on bed thereafter, smelling the scent of the newly-changed sheets.
• I reminisced old memories with Kring (my sisiter) and Dazzle (my cousin). Oh, how we miss the good ol’ times.
• I woke up from a nap feeling positive. Wait, can 2-3 hours of sleep still be considered a nap?
• I found it pretty hard to fall asleep this night. This is always my problem of being not too busy – of not being too tired – I always find it hard to fall asleep; plus the fact that a lot of thoughts have been occupying my mind – sad thoughts to be exact. Yep, I cried.

T H U R S D A Y | December 24, 2015

• It was almost one in the morning when I fell asleep, yet I still woke up early. That was a few minutes past five. I grabbed my phone, scrolled a little through Twitter and Tumblr, then finally decided to open my laptop. I gave my blog a new look again for the nth time during this break. I just can’t seem to settle. I have been looking for a theme that won’t compromise the quality of the photos I upload because it honestly gets me annoyed seeing those super blurry pictures whenever I view my blog. I’m glad I found this theme and it’s pretty good. S/o to Miss Yani and thanks for your free themes! I hope I can settle with this theme at least until the next month. I’m still looking for a more minimal theme. I just wish I have enough knowledge with HTML so I could tweak themes according to my own likings. (Google is not enough and I never had a background about HTML coding, not until I met Tumblr).
• It’s pretty great how I woke up feeling all the positivity today, despite being a bit emotional last night. I’m just grateful for everything. The Man above is pretty amazing – as always! Anyway, it’s just a very nice feeling having a hug from your mom so early in the morning. Yep, we hugged for a couple of minutes. Despite all the arguments we ALWAYS have, she’s still the sweetest. Now, I know why I was sort of inhaling bad vibes from the air around me last night. I’ve already sensed something is not going fine. I’ve recognized it from my mom and from my aunt, too.   And yep, that was the whole reason why I got quite emotional. I didn’t know what the problem was all about, but I’ve got a strong feeling that something’s going wrong that’s why I seemed to overthink before I slept. And my mom told me it’s all about the problem with that portion of the family’s lot (which I wouldn’t elaborate more because it’s a family matter). I don’t want to call it big, but certainly, it’s not just a minor problem and grandma still doesn’t know about this. Sorry, but we just don’t want to add the weight that she had been carrying. THIS TOO SHALL PASS.
• I and my sister went to the Salon to have our hair treated. It was actually the first time that we’re together doing it, and it’s our mom’s Christmas gift for us. It’s also my first time at that salon we got into and it’s some sort of taking a risk since the salon is newly opened and we haven’t heard any feedback about their service yet. But, sad to say, I am not impressed, not with the service but with their crews. I think the salon per se is quite fine, but their crews, preferably the ladies, especially that lady who held my hair first, are a little disappointing. She keeps on complaining – too much complaining – that my hair’s too long and too many and is pretty difficult to manage. It's her job to deal with hairs, isn't it? So she must expect that she’ll be dealing with different kinds of hair. And whether my hair is too many or too little, too long or too short, or difficult to manage or not, she must deal with it because it’s her job. Gracious goodness. I will greatly understand if she’ll complain once, but not for a thousand times. Like duh. I’ve already known it ’cause it’s my hair and that’s why I was there so they could at least help me deal with it – that it could be managed somehow. She then gave up and let the other handle my hair (and it was actually very okay with me). Ohh! Sorry for this huge rumbling. I’m quite guilty of this because it’s Christmas, but I can’t help but take this out of my chest. I don’t want to carry any grudge and I surely won’t. Anyway, the Salon that I’ve been into for the past years got so many customers that day and they couldn’t accomodate us anymore, so that tells why we ended up at the former.
• An unregistered number popped up in my phone with a Christmas greeting and it was a personal message because it has my name with it. The number’s familiar and I already had the idea who that was, but I still asked who he was and I was right. I was actually in the battle between to reply or not. But I remembered it’s Christmas, so I did. I just want to give him/her some hint that I’m doing so great without him in my life and, that I’ve already forgotten him, or at least to let him know that I’ve already removed his digits from my phone, so he won’t expect anything. Okay, enough with that.

F R I D A Y | December 25, 2015

• Everyone in the house went to church and attended the Christmas Eve Mass, except me and my mom. At least one should be left in the house to look after the tyangge, and mom volunteered herself and decided to attend mass in the morning instead, so I also  decided to go with her because I don’t want to make her feel alone. So mom slept and I was the one who looked after the tyangge. After everyone arrived from church, we had our Noche Buena in the balcony. Sweeeeeets overload (hnd ko na kaya, hahaha). It was almost 2:30AM when we all decided to get some sleep.
• I went to church with mom. #raremoments
• We celebrated Christmas Day the way we always celebrate it -- family bonding and then receiving gifts from our aunts and uncles. I always love this part of the year because we get to bond with everyone in the family and the air around is filled with happiness and laughters. Family is the greatest gift I have ever received. All thanks to the Man Above. Happy Birthday, Papa Jesus!
• I slept early because my eyes seemed tired. I’ve been sleeping late and waking up early the past few days.

S A T U R D A Y | December 26, 2015

• I feel like I got sepanx with the celebration yesterday. Anyway, nothing much happened this day. I just did the laundry and the rest of the day was spent eating, sleeping, and just chilling out.

Merry Christmas, everyone! *throws confetti*

When I arrived in school, some of my co-SR Officers were already there and I kind of felt awkward because they were teasing me of my outfit (Hmmm. It was actually my first time to wear high-waisted jeans and a low-back blouse – totally out of my comfort zone). I helped on arranging the chair (“somehow” because the chairs were already almost arranged when I arrived).

A few minutes later, the students gradually arrived and also some of the professors and the guest speaker. The first part of the program was the devotional. I wasn’t actually listening (huhu. Sorry.) because I was preparing for a closing prayer (lame excuse, I know but minsan lang naman di nakikinig eh, haha), so obviously, I led the closing prayer.


After the devotional, there were some parlor games and I joined just quite a bit (#introvertproblems ) then, we (the CBA students) have prepared a little surprise to our professors as an expression of gratitude. We requested them to sit in in the center for a game (which was just a ditch play). Then, each of them were asked to pick a student and those who were picked were the ones who covered the eyes of our beloved madams with their bear hands (wala kasing blindfold) and then their gifts were placed in front of them.

Sorry, but I was already so hungry then which put me out in the mood to do so, but of course, I wasn’t just the one who separated from the group. I was with my girls (so hindi lang ako ang nag-iisang KJ).


After lunch, we practiced for our Christmas Carol (first and last practice) and I cannot memorize the lyrics, haha. Then, we went back to CBA-3 and had some games outside. It was actually full of fun, but I wasn’t really in the mood to join. I don’t know, but I’m really not so into joining games.

When everyone felt enough, we went back inside and then there was the awarding. Our group (3rd year) got the Most Active award. The head-turners also came from our group; Patrick in the male category who also got the most active student award and Marilyn in the female who is undefeated for 3 consecutive Christmas Party. We were second in the Christmas Carol, yes and forgot the other awards (if there’s still any).

And the most awaited part came; the exchanging of gifts, which was basically the finale. We were first asked to describe our monita/monito before we hand them the gift. My monita was Sarah, coming from the first year. I bought her a bag. My SP was… OMG! I don’t know here name (feels sorry and sad), but she’s from the first year, too. She gave me a hardbound blue notebook and I really liked it! (Proud notebook-lover here!)


After our Christmas Party in school, me and my girls decided to hangout a a little. We went to the beach (there’s no place more relaxing than the beach, y’know) and had a little walk along the shore.


We then agreed to settle at Marc’s (a resto beside the beach) and ordered something to eat. We ordered lomi and I paired it with shake (ironic, ain’t it?).


A few minutes after it got dark, we decided to go home. We had a small walk from Marc’s to People’s Park and then we rode a tricycle to go to our respective destinations. I rode another tricycle to finally get home (obviously, our house is quite far from the beach).

‘Twas an awesome day! Thank you, God!

this is what we get of having no expectations – the outcome brings great impact and it’s very satisfactory.

i never thought that this camp would be this fun.  before the camp, i never felt any excitement. i even had that feeling of not wanting to go. i was anxious. i felt like i wasn’t ready to meet and socialize with new people with different kinds of personalities.



but i guess, i’m just so fortunate that i get to belong in a group of great people. i was in concinnity group no. 3, together with Angelika who's my former classmate. i’m just glad that i never found it hard to adjust. it was so easy to get comfortable with them. from the moment we first gathered together as a group, i already sensed a friendly atmosphere.



mostly, i was with the group the whole camp. we got to enjoy the activities together. we even got to chill and enjoy in between the challenges during our campus trek. we were able to share and hear one’s story. we shared so much laughter.

right at this moment, while i am typing this, i feel like i want to experience it again. i want to go back to the time when we first introduced ourselves to each other, passing that red ball from one to another so we could hear everyone’s story, being altogether as a group holding each other’s arms with a tight grip during the trust reach challenge, lifting each other one by one to surpass the nuclear fence challenge, feeling exhausted together as a group during the helium (idk-the-second-word) challenge, having our lighted candles hear our deepest secrets, overall working as a team, and the list goes on. i can feel this so-called “separation anxiety” right at this moment (i mean, right from the moment we had our group hug for the last time during the camp and yes, until now).









i miss Angie (though we’re just in the same department) with winning “hugot and pabebe lines;” Nong Juner, who they say the "kabayo" of the group – our mascot; Nong Paolo who’s the biggest among us and is just silent at times; Reneil who has this mysterious side that we somehow got to understand; Neil who’s always energetic and with a spirit of a leader within him; Nang Cylene with this very mature way of thinking; Sarah who’s loud, funny, and a little bit crazy; Pau-Pau who I rarely hear speak; and our CG facilitators, Leo and Artemio who assisted us and completed our group. i miss them.  i miss CG-3. i miss horse power.





three days seemed like way too short to enjoy each other’s company, but everything has its ending, they say, but this isn’t exactly an ending. this is just a beginning of our new friendship (hopefully).

joining the camp was really worth it – no regrets. i just hope, those people i mentioned above won’t forget me, because surely, I’ll never forget them.

no goodbye’s, just see you around. ursa! ursa!

that was one unforgettable weekend, indeed.