Makati Prime Towers

    My First Residence

Makati Prime Towers

Kalayaan Avenue, Makati City

 

Makati

Currently in Makati for Bar Review. Decided to resurrect this blog primarily because I want to post some photos on the web.. and I don't want to do it on fb, twitter or instagram. :)

In Neverland

Imma sing all noon with Hoon.

In Neverland

Imma chat and laugh out loud with Soohyun.

Dazed and Confused

daze

tr.v. dazed, daz·ing, daz·es

1. To stun, as with a heavy blow or shock; stupefy.

2. To dazzle, as with strong light.

n.

A stunned or bewildered condition.

con·fused

adj.

1. Being unable to think with clarity or act with understanding and intelligence.

2.

a. Lacking logical order or sense: a confused set of instructions.

b. Chaotic; jumbled: a confused mass of papers on the floor.

I. am. dazed. and. confused.

I know I got a lot of things to do. But surprises stun me to my seat everyday. Different situations arise daily and every time, it just blow my senses away. When I thought I had it all figured out, something would happen. And it would lead me to take another course of action. I'm not sure if it was the best or if it was right, I do it anyway. But while doing it, I get confused along the way. Somewhere I would be lost and I would retrace my steps. And in that somewhere.. Somewhere while I'm figuring where have I gone astray,

I get lost some more!

You get me? I don't get me. Really. Should I bother understand my thoughts? Should you? What one must do if he/she is just that?

Dazed and Confused.

Going to Neverland

I've learned Photoshop because I wanted to go to Neverland!

More beautiful pics to be uploaded soon. Kindly anticipate~!

Dae Han Min Guk vs Pinas [Chapter 1]

Quezon City, Manila, Philippines

February 2004

In my room, I busied myself folding clothes while listening to Christian Bautista’s latest album. I really don’t wanna hear my parents argue with our relatives on the wisdom of Mom and Dad’s decision. I don’t want to live in any other country. I’m a Filipina. I should live in the Philippines. Despite of our midget lady President, I believe Philippines is good. I choose to believe that Philippines is good. Well except for the fact that our school needs more rooms. I feel like dying of suffocation in class with my fifty classmates. Additional teachers would be great too. And less traffic! Oh god. Traffic is just a bad way of jumpstarting one’s day. Ohhh how i wish our country could have better leaders too, better political system.. health programs.. housing assistance.. less tax.. swift administration of justice. Ughh. Whatever! I love Philippines.

“Ate!”

I raised my head up and saw Lenna standing beside the door. She is wearing a short shorts and a tangerine spaghetti top.

“What?” I asked.

She grunted and answered, “Even though I don’t really like the idea of living in Korea, hearing those oldies downstairs makes me wanna fly to Korea now. Like now na!”

“Hahaha. Mabuti nga at hindi na naman pinuna iyang suot mo. Bakit kasi para kang kapos lagi sa damit? You’re showing too much skin, all in one time. Reserve some for yourself.”

Lenna made a face and said, “Opo ate. Eh kasi naman po ang init ngayon at sabi mo po, we should save electricity. I’m sorry po. Next time I’ll just wear an overly oversized shirt and undies inside.”

“Gaga!” I exclaimed with a smile.

“Hahaha. Really, Ate, you need to loosen up. You are sooo uptight. You don’t need to act like you’re 20 or something just because you’re the ate. Act and feel young,” retorted Lenna.

I just smiled for a response.

At the age of twelve, Lenna could be mistaken as a high-schooler because of her towering height. Although the curves and the mounds are nowhere to be seen yet, her love for accessories and of dressing up makes her look older. As they say, ‘Nagmamadaling magdalaga’.

“You haven’t started your packing yet?” Lenna inquired. “The D-day is in two days!”

“I know alright. It’s just that I was wishfully thinking that this whole idea of moving to Korea would be called off. I just graduated elementary and the high school life I have in mind is one with my BFFS plus boys, in a new school, here in the Philippines. Not one with chinky-eyed strangers for a classmate in a country with a culture I am not even aware of! God, I only know of Chinese.. and Japanese.”

Lenna made a crooked smile and said, “Well.. Maybe Korea is not our choice but the gods had decided. Say annyeong to Korea, my dear sister!”