We shall return

This was on the news yesterday but when I saw the news bit on the Yahoo front page, I felt the wave of sadness all over again. Swimming with the butandings was an amazing experience I cannot wait to do again. So seeing the floating, lifeless body of the whale shark on TV yesterday was particularly heartbreaking.

I promise, we’ll return to Donsol someday soon.

 

Hmmm :)

Everything about this photo speaks to me.

The studio space, that kickass Mac monitor, that gorgeous cat, and the little cutie with her feeding bottle. A vision for my kind of future? Definitely.

Photo via Lovely Design.

Anxious, anxious

There’s nothing left to say about the recent calamity that struck the country, except maybe let’s pray that this new super storm will avoid us completely. It’s much too soon to for another devastating event. Please give us time to recover Mother Earth. Please please please.

Somebody pinch me

It has been less than a month since THE DAY and things are moving fast fast fast. We have set the date but we have yet to go through pamamanhikan. We have not booked a single supplier but I’m already claiming the date as ours. And more importantly, we have a house.

WE.HAVE.A.HOUSE.

Everything still seems pretty surreal and I can’t help but think that one minute I’m going to wake up and realize that this has all been just a dream. Ack, too cliche. But it really feels that way.

Somebody pinch me. Please.

Morning runs

I am ashamed to admit that the only running I’ve been doing lately is running late for work. Come to think of it though, it also has its physical benefits seeing that in trying to beat the clock, I have also been practically running as soon as I get off a shuttle. Up the footbridge, zigzagging around fellow pedestrians, and then down down down and run run run until I reach the building. I will halt for a bit to have my bag checked before I hurry over to the elevators.

What I am proud to say though that going through all these, practically everyday, hardly leaves me panting or gasping for breath. That should be a good sign, yes?

One thing I hate about it though (apart from the late part, that is) is the fact that a good chunk of my morning runs has me holding my breath because of the incredible number of smokers that I pass by day after day. You all know how much I abhor smoking so I wouldn’t even elaborate on that. But, can you imagine how much healthier my morning runs would actually be if they weren’t there?

The return of the comeback

I’ve been gone for so long that for a minute or two I considered creating a new blog altogether. It just feels a bit weird picking up from where I had left off. Like this isn’t home anymore, if that makes any sense.

But I figured that not only would it make my life even more confusing than it already is, it would also probably irritate the life out of the few people who actually still bother to visit his forgettable little corner of cyberspace. So, no new blog for me.

I miss blogging. I really, really do. I’ve always thought that when the the day finally comes when Irone asks me THE QUESTION, I’d practically be live blogging it. But as we all know, things don’t always turn out the way we think they would.

I’m happy to report though that one thing did happen as planned – the boy has proposed and we will be getting married in the foreseeable future. I am still brimming over with love and happiness, and I believe this feeling won’t fade away anytime soon.

So there. I am back. For real this time. And I promise not to turn this obscure little space into a wedding blog. Hehe. Thank you for sticking it out with me.

waah

I thought wouldn’t say this anymore, but..

I miss blogging!!!

Hi, remember me?

So much time has passed since I last attempted to write anything other than work-related stuff, I don’t know if I still know how to blog. Or how I can do a decent recap. So I won’t.

Instead, let me just say that I am now in a happy place. A month ago I was seriously considering the idea of becoming freelance full-time. And I really was keen on taking that route. But, practicality beckons. I do, after all, have two siblings to see through college. So that particular dream had to take a back seat.

It seems that God has other plans for me. I never thought I’ll join the corporate world, but guess where I am today? Somewhere in that posh pocket of buildings and restos in Quezon City, where getting to my cube means taking the elevator up, up, up to the 15th floor.

It’s only been two weeks, but I’ve been getting good vibes all around. I am honestly surprised that I can actually imagine my self staying there for quite some time. We shall see.

So, that’s about it with the recaps. In non-career-related news, everything else is nice and steady. The heart is still very happy. I still love pink. And cats still rock my world.

How are you?

I can’t tumble

…but I’m now on tumblr

I’ve been at a loss for words lately, too many articles to write that’s why. So I signed up for yet another account where there isn’t a need for long posts and stories. A repository of sorts for the bits and pieces of my life – all I can manage at the moment.

The trip that almost didn’t happen

Last March, the boyfriend joined a fun run. He didn’t make it to the top ranking but he went home with a prize nonetheless – two roundtrip tickets and free acommodation in Donsol, thanks to a costume contest. He took on the 3K wearing this: