Happiness for a friend

I got a good news. One of my co-workers sent me a message in viber. I know that I should not use my viber account for this week; however, he sent me a message that made me think, what was he thanking me for. So, I opened my viber and replied to his message. Then something popped into my head. Oh that’s why. He got the job!!! I asked for my brother if we’re there any open positions so I could help him to get in, in line with his profession. So my brother told me yes and he said that my coworker must send his résumé to his email so he could pass it to his boss. I could still remember that day, it was a Thursday, I was reviewing for my final exam in Anatomy and Physiology. I was in distress that day cause I was nervous since I had been receiving failing marks. He, my coworker, sent me an email as well about his “Road to Chicken Pork Adobo.” It made me inspired how he passed through all of his trials while he was reviewing for his boards to be a Certified Public Accountant (CPA). Because of that, I really pursued in reviewing cause he promised if I passed the exams and got what I needed, he would come to my debut. Wait, this is his story, not mine. So, yeah, he got the job which is in line with his profession. I’m so proud of him even though he is thankful to me because I helped him. He even called me an angel because of that. I think hems waiting for that job to come to him. Thank God. Yet, I’m not the reason why he got that job. God gave that job to him and he helped himself, he was the one who answered the questions during the interview. I was only his bridge, as well as my brother.

I’m going to miss you kuya Gene! I will always be your Pong, Pong Pagong. 🙂 Till next time, although we only got a short period of time of mingling as a friend. I’m going to miss how I started my shift and you were there, nonstop laughing with you. Lol. Good luck for everything! Cheers to new job!


I Travel Full Time, Here’s How I Afford It (And How You Can Too)

Live now, worry later…

Thought Catalog


I travel without income. This was a choice, I don’t want to travel and work freelance. It’s distracting. I didn’t win the lottery. This is what I do.

1. Save money

Old school way, no quick fix about it, I’m afraid. I don’t earn that much, but for six months I put about 70% of my monthly income into savings. Yeah, that means I can’t buy a lot of stuff, but really, what’s there to buy in Singapore? I sometimes shop like hell when I’m overseas though –- like a monk gone rogue -– (and my traveling companions can attest to this) but I try not to spend too much here.

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2. Be debt-free

I’m lucky in that I am 100% debt-free. No mortgage, no car payments, no education loan, nada. The only installment package I had was for Brazilian wax but that’s paid off now and…

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5 Love Languages

1. Words of Affirmation – Where you get compliments from people and where you compliment people truthfully to cheer them up.

2. Quality Time – Finding time to spend with people you care for and whom you love

3. Service – Where you serve them independently without any replacement for what you did. It is something that you are willingly to offer them something or do for them something.

4. Gift – Giving them gifts because you just want to.

5. Touch – You hug, kiss and so whatever that’ll make them feel comfort and safe.

Yesterday, someone approached me if I could sing because they said that all Filipinos could, well that’s mostly the passion and talent of a Filipino. Hence, my new found friends asked me to sing, so I sang “Alone” by Celine Dion, the chorus part.They liked my voice and they were amzazed, they forced me to make an audition for the talent show thing. Thus, they accompanied me to Jerm, the guy who held the audition, and made me sang. I was shocked and I don’t know what to sing. But, I sang to them some chorus of “Alone” of Celine Dion and “California King Bed” of Rhianna. I really don’t know what to sing because it was on the spot, really. I was also shy, because it was my first time, no not first time though but maybe I’m not into this anymore.

Singing was my passion, I really liked singing since I knew how to utter a word and rhythm, but why like this? I used to perform in front of the populace. I used to perform in defferent malls, schools and events, but why I suddenly gave up? My last performance was June 2012 in a theater. I texted Maku, my ex-friend, that maybe I should give up after that certain event because I’m really tired of singing in front of people. He asked me not to because he loved me the way I sang (ugh, Ireally can’t remember what he said) but, he cheered me up and continue singing. After that, I really gave up because when I auditioned in our school to become a member of that club, I failed to be part of them. I felt really terrible.

And that, it was when my singing career ended. Now, I was scared to sing again cause I don’t know of my voice again.

Old School

This blog is entitled ‘Old School’ because this blog is all about my ‘future suitors’ if I’m going to have one (seriously please). 

First and foremost, all I have been wishing is that I want a guy who’ll serenade me, like singing a song for me even though his voice stinks or the guitar is broken, all I want is an effort. Furthermore, I want someone who’s proud that he likes and loves me even though I’m not perfect in their eyes or I’m not that beautiful just like the models you’ve been watching and seeing from tv shows, movies, magazines, billboards, and wherever. 

This is the result of watching not-so-romantic movies and reading books with awesome and loving fictional characters. Pardon myself from this blog but, this is what I’ve been dreaming since I knew what’s love all about. 




To this woman:
Thank you for entering my life, for being my friend, bestfriend, sister, mother and so whatever. You’re always there whenever I needed you, thank you! I don’t know how to return all of your good deeds that you did do me. Chos. Hahaha. Seriously speaking, I really miss you “bro.” I don’t know when I’ll be coming back or I’m going to go back pa, cause they have this decision that I’ll continue my studies here. Huhu. That’s the sad part.
Anyway, sorry for all the pain that I caused you. Sorry for being mean (sometimes) and being a hard-headed friend (you already know why). Thank you because you’re there when I was down, I got three strikes this year, I mean last year.
If you wonder why I did this, it’s because you got jealous that he have a space in that collage picture that you just recently commented on. Sorry for that. 😦
As soon as I arrived in the Philippines let’s hang out okay? 🙂 Let’s go to “Love Desserts” then find some quality time again. I missed that moments when I was with you. 😦 Weird moments. Hahaha.
Happy 2014 to you! May all of your dreams come true. Miss you super and hoping to see you soon. Keep safe always and keep in touch!! Love you to the moon & back!
Signed with love,
There might be a snow here in New York tomorrow, where would I place that snow (water hahaha) for you?

The Song


While I was listening, iTunes were in shuffled. Then, I suddenly heard this song for numerous times and I always interrogated myself, “what is torete by the way?” Wherefore, I searched the meaning of that song entitled as it is, “Torete.” Afterwards, I laughed at myself for searching for this word cause it suited my situation. For the first time of my life. Yeah, first, He was too lucky to be my “first love”…? Until now, I can’t define the meaning of “love,” although some of them already reciprocated to my question of what’s the difference of “like” from “love.”

I always ended myself from liking, not loving. Ugh, I’m really confused.