Clap along

Shortcut but the pathway is overgrowned with “sagbot” but anything to make. Shortcut
This river only appears during rainy season. It provably is not at all clean but it looks beautiful!

Back to civilization!

Big accomplishment after a very ling time of always making excuse not to run! Because I don’t want to be dying out in some upcoming exciting races this august! 🙂

Greenmiler Trail Road Compostela run – aug 3, 2014
Talisay city marathon – aug 17, 2014
You can register for these at! 🙂
So happy… Clap along!

Lampaso Look

After a St. ignatius run, and so a whole bucketlist of tasks to do going awry in my

Mind. I need to kill them. So I went to yoga so i can do a dead pose. Because when you’re dead, nothing will bother u any more. I’m not being suicidal here. I just want to murder some of unnecessary tasks running around my head.
Then, i went to david’s in qc pavillion. My suki is shirly. And, i remember now why i like shirly. Because she’s the only hairstylist who dared to cut my hair really short. Most of the stylist would advise me not to go into boycut-ish kind of cut because i’m fat.
I realized that it’s hard for me to get into the zone for another project after a project. I need space. #chos

“Lightning Crashes”

This deserves a #selfie. I was able to make this  cloud/lightning face-in-hole for migi’s play w/out losing my mind. Meg made the illustration though.

Now i feel like singing:

“Lightning Crashes”

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
her placenta falls to the floor
the angel opens her eyes
the confusion sets in
before the doctor can even close the door

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

oh now feel it comin’ back again
like a rollin’ thunder chasing the wind
forces pullin’ from the center of the earth again
I can feel it.

lightning crashes, a new mother cries
this moment she’s been waiting for
the angel opens her eyes
pale blue colored iris,
presents the circle
and puts the glory out to hide, hide

Not #836

8:36, i was on board a multicab going home to Consolacion from athletes talk in danao. And it was raining hard. But i was able to take this photos beyond 8:36.
I had so many thoughts going on this ride:
* about the mitsumi and IT park
* about city races and outside the city races
* about people who want to make a diffence like bien, RD of greenmilers road trail run compostela
* etc

Dalers Babster

I read when I’m

Having a hard time to sleep. So i came across the Dale Escueta suicide ish. I read the post where text message of him And boyfriend is posted.
And there’s a part of the text exchanges that i can relate on an inch level — 7 EVENTS IN 1 WEEK!!! 
How did he ever handle that 7EVENTS IN A WEEK?!? I even want to die with just 1 event per week. @.@
Anyway, today I found myself in Mayor’s office,
then in Mitsumi!

Rough rainbow patches

I had given up a long time ago on! It’s just too much for me to handle any more. But somehow, i could not totally pull myself out of it… yet.

One of the things that makes me want to let go is because when you’re trying to “make money” out of the thing you are passionate about, i could no longer tell if this is for money or for passion. And, sometimes you really have to swallow your pride, and do it purely for money, and it’s killing me because i can only perform well if i love what i’ working on. And, i hate it so much when i not giving my best! And on and on…
It’s really such a painful thing to do, that i really have to numb myself, forget about the passion, and trudge on. And, it has been working perfectly well when i
Numb myself; if what i’m doing is good or bad, if it deteriorates or not the community, every thing just goes out into the other side of my ear. Viola! I guess at the end of the day, nobody really cares what i’m doing and what are other people doing. And if nobody cares, why should i worry?!? 
Thing is, even if no one cares, i care! 
Because of numbness, it made me forget about negative things, but it also made me forget about the good things. I could no longer distinguish about good and bad, sad and happy that i tend to just NOT care at all.
Until i receive this text message this afternoon. Startup / entrepreneurshit or whatever you call this is a lonely journey. It seems you’re surrounded with so many people, but at the end of the day, only you will go down and make bungkal the soil. It’s not that no one wants to help, it’s just when it comes down to the dirtiest part, it’s something that only you understand so you have no choice but do it yourself. If it means kissing azz, then  go and make it look fabulous.

So the text message. Yes, it reminds me to be grateful. Despite of and inspite of, i do still have a lot of friends to count on — you know who all you are!
And to the husband, i always hate being put into this sticky situation. But i could not deny that all these annoyances never fails to bring out the beast in me, thank you! 


I wonder how are others’ married life feel like. Like i wanted to know how others solve issues, plan on things, priorities, etc.

Because I feel like being married to mark, there is sooo much pressure. It’s not that other couples are not having pressure. I mean that’s why i want to know how are other couple’s lives are so i would know if  the pressure in this house is just a typical normal kind of pressure any couple has.
Hello, Monday! 

8:36 7/4/2014: soika art

I met this guy after athletes talk. Karla came to carebear with him and his arts. 🙂 honestly, i do not know how to appreciate art, i could not tell what is a good art and not. 

I only see colors. Any thing colorful visual art to me is beautiful. I don’t care if they’re illustrating sh*t or corny unicorns as long as they make it so wildly colorful, i will like it! Think adventure time characters in a very saturated / sharp colors — that’s my kind of beautiful art. I like it colorful, fluffy, kidlike doodle drawings.

Now i dunno if i should confess whose arts i really love coz it might be an jnsult to them if i like them based on my “judging qualities.” 🙂

So i got 4 “soika” pieces because i thought my kids would like them, and of course, i like them. Though, i dunno how to display these kind of arts. 

* soika is a cebu-based street mural artist or something like that 🙂