Baler: Surfing and So Much More for a Quick Weekend Trip

I caught some last minute heat as the dry season (there’s no summer in the Philippines, we only have two seasons 😉 ) finally said goodbye this year. I filled last weekend with a fair share of nature’s quiet beauty and the surprising waves of the open ocean in the stunning little wonder down south… Continue reading Baler: Surfing and So Much More for a Quick Weekend Trip

A Weekend of Love

I haven't been able to write much on this blog because I have been busy finishing my final paper for my literary criticism/theory class. 😦 But, luckily, I was able to have a wonderful weekend. What started as a sort of simple yayaan with my MA classmates, became an eye-opening experience on my part. Last May… Continue reading A Weekend of Love

Memories of a High Schooler

In a couple of weeks, 2016 is almost over. Today seemed like a great time to look back into some of the memories of my younger years. Nerdy yet Fun High School There weren't much to do when I was in my teens. I was the typical girl who went to school, studied her lessons,… Continue reading Memories of a High Schooler

Random Reflection of a Busy Panda Bear

Love and Everything in Between- A possibly eye-catching title for a blog post. More clicks, more chances of having new readers, but those don't matter. This is a random bit of my thoughts to kill the time while waiting for my next class. So, if anyone is interested in reading through this, better have a lot… Continue reading Random Reflection of a Busy Panda Bear


Alas-kuwatro ng umaga, gigising na naman Pipiliting ibuka ang kanyang mga mata, Ngunit sumabay na lamang ang pagbuhos ng luha. Pinunasan. Bumangon na sa kama. May bahid ng pagkatulala at namamanhid ang mga paa, Dumiretso sa banyo upang maghilamos ng mukha. Sa salamin nakita niya ang kanyang ginawa, Tatlong araw na nagmukmok at lumuha. Lubog… Continue reading Cynthia

Books for an Old Soul

Personally, there is a different feeling whenever I flip through pages of books. The new and the old ones, I tend to be more attracted to the latter. The smell of old, thrift shop books are intoxicating, and yes it's strange but I sniff through some of the pages. It's just me 😉 Every reader… Continue reading Books for an Old Soul