(Source: the-sea-serpent)

• cellulite
• stretchmarks
• chicken skin
• unrequited love

20-Something Problems Maundy Thursday Edition:

• Manila is 63% better (I’m not sure how I got that number) this time of the year. There’s less of everything: people, traffic, noise, expenses, etc. Feels like a vacation already.
• I’m writing this at work and I had just finished a glass of apple iced tea mixed with psyllium husk because my bowels have not been cooperating lately and being the person who thinks that having movement at least once everyday is one of the most comforting things in life, I’m really having a problem.
• Trying to lose weight is such a bitch. Over three months of hard work — trying out every physical activity there is on the planet (Bikram Yoga punished me for all my sins and weighted hula hooping gave me bruises on my torso a la Tyler Durden), limiting meat consumption (except from creatures that live in the sea) to once or twice a week, and all I lose is 4 lbs. I decided to celebrate my little “success” by having a decent meal which then made me gain back those 4 lbs. in less than fifteen minutes. Are you freaking kidding me?
• I just want to tell you that you should be thanking your parents if you have naturally good skin. I realized that I had spent over a hundred thousand pesos on dermatological procedures/maintenance medicines in the last five years. That’s where all my hard earned money is going and my future children won’t have any proper education. Sorry kids!
• Where the hell is Mother Nature’s gift? I’ve not had my period since the New Year, not because I’ve given life to a little me (even the probability of it is impossible) but because of this drug (which is terribly messing with my hormones) I’m taking to finally end the battle with skin imperfections and blemishes. Aside from that, my face also feels a little more hairy than usual. Why am I still talking about all my girl problems?
• Summer is only super great and super awesome if you live by the beach OR if you are super rich and could afford a centralized air conditioning system in your home.
• I want to spend three lovely hours on a Japanese buffet or Shabu Shabu.

By Ryan O’Connell

I know Lindsay Lohan. Well, actually I don’t. But I know the type. Lindsay Lohan is the girl who comes to your party, does all your coke, screws your boyfriend, and leaves your house in shambles. Yet somehow after all is said and done, you’re still like “Wait, when can I see you again?” You hate her for the things she does but you’re still inexplicably drawn to her. Why? Because she’s exciting. Because she doesn’t quite value her life as much as you do, so she’s capable of doing stuff you only dream about. It’s fun to see her light the match because you never could.

(Read the full article HERE)

Two weeks ago, she went back to red hair. Faith in LiLo restored.

I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it. But I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you and the gory bits of me.

(Source: evaunderwater)

Yet another late post. A wedding we attended last December in Tagaytay.

Endorser ako ng pineapple tidbits. Oo wala kasi akong ma-post dito eh. Kbye.

The beach would be the place I’d go to heal. I was at peace. At the bangka going to the islands, I felt that there wasn’t anything left to fear but the sea itself. Forget about the future, the vast ocean could swallow you whole.

Having been stuck in the city for the longest time, our trip to Mindoro taught me to live again and find the better version of myself. I think I found my happy place.

And Malasimbo was freaking awesome but there’s another post for that.

“There’s a plane leaving for anywhere you want right now, and in an hour, and in a day, and in a year. You can get out whenever you want, it’s comforting I think.”

(via newyearskiss)

Last last Sunday, I helped out some friends with a couple of photos for their band — The Larkhouse Project. The weather was already pretty bad when we left Manila, and by the time we got to Cavite, we were praying for some sunshine. I still liked how it turned out though, with the mood being all somber. More photos soon (once I am given the go signal to publish).

Listen to their demo tracks HERE.

Kung gusto ko ipagpatuloy itong healthy lifestyle na to eh kelangan matuto na ko magluto. Pero kasi nakakatamad eh at ang mahal ng ingredients! Parang nung bumili lang ako one time nung ingredients pang tuna sandwich tas namulubi na ko.

Paborito ko ang original glazed donut pero minsan hindi ko alam kung ginagago nalang ako ng Krispy Kreme eh. Haha! I love you, donut!

Alam niyo marami akong natututunan sa buhay dahil sa diet and exercise na to eh. Pero next time na natin yan pagusapan.

From the night I decided to kill myself, in a metaphorical sense, that is. Hello, brand new me!