I was so overwhelmed over the weekend after reading books about Martial Law that I began to narrate a number of good and bad things that occurred during such a crucial time of history to […]
Category: reflection
What Happened to the Millennials?
January. February. March. April. May. June. July. August. September. Whew, we’re now down to the ninth month of the year, and in a few ticks, we’ll be bidding goodbye to another year full of adventure […]
Maybe I Believed the Wrong God
What I believed as a solo hike turned to be one of the most life-changing hikes I had.
CEBU MOUNTAINS: Perfect Trails for Reflection and Pilgrimage
I’m back! It’s been quite some time since I last posted something relevant in the blog. Others call it “writer’s block”; I’d like to call it hiatus. And while on those moment of reflection and […]
Fun things to do in the beach, if you don’t know how to swim
Ang galing ‘no? Kung sino pa ‘tong di marunong lumangoy, sila pa ‘yung ang hilig-hilig magyaya ng outing, islandhopping, at bitching – ay mali pala – beaching pala. HAHA. Sino ba naman kasi ang […]
BMC: A MUST OR NOT?
Today, with the world more connected than ever, it is easy to share experiences through various social networking sites – allowing more people to know that behind the totally developed urban areas of the country, […]
Finding Dory: A Traveler’s Reflection
“When life gets you down, do you wanna know what you’ve got to do?
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming.” -Dory
Do you know that feeling when you really want to get something but you can’t? It’s like trying to reach your back which is so itchy but you can’t or answering a test in Algebra but you studied Trigonometry. Frustrated. Yes, that’s the right word. I have been totally frustrated these past few weeks. I have not been out for almost two months and it is totally frustrating. Wait, did I repeat it again – the word frustrating? Frustrating, right? WAHAHAHAAHA. :D :D :D
Mt. Maculot: Why do we climb mountains?
“What?! You’ll go to Luzon just to climb a mountain?!” That was the initial reaction of my father upon asking permission for our trip to Batangas. I know. It’s outrageous. Though he knew my crazy […]
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