Dear Life


People say that a person’s 20’s are the highlight of their life. It’s when they shed off what’s left of their childish ways, officially enter adulthood, and fall in love for the first time for all the right reasons. Personally, I beg to disagree. I’m turning 25 this year and I can honestly say that I still have a bit of my 16 year old self conveniently tucked away. Some might call it immaturity, others, a desperate attempt at holding on to ones yester years. To me, the 20’s isn’t the AWESOME welcoming party to adulthood, RATHER; it is the rude awakening to a life you’re not sure you’re prepared for.


The 20’s can be wild and exciting. It’s immersing yourself in a whole new world with equally crazy, confused, and hormone induced 20 something folk just like you. It’s when you desperately want to be all grown-up but still cling to the thought of being a kid so you start juggling your workload with the weekend getaways and late night parties. It’s when you hold your first paycheck, call up a friend, and spend like you’re a freakin millionaire on a shopping rampage. Savings? What the hell is that?!!

In the end, you’ve achieved the impossible. Sleep deprived and broke; you’ve conquered the barrier between being a child and an official adult. You’ve now become a proud member of the “In-Betweens”.  You’ve matured physically but you’re not marked an old timer just yet. That, my friends is but a glimpse of a typical 20 something’s life. Forever on the go and not entirely willing to let stuff go. 🙂

Now we move on to love.  People tend to brand the teenage years, as the time for experimenting. The moment when raging hormones usually get the better of us so we jump at every opportunity to love and be loved. Personally, I think the 20’s aren’t all that different. Yes we’re older and supposedly wiser but at the end of the day, we still end up falling for the bad boy on the motorcycle instead of the cute, geeky guy who’s silently loved you your whole life. Why?!!

Two things you should remember about falling in love in your 20’s:

  • MAGIC rarely happens by chance

– We all want to be swept off our feet but at this point in time, we’re too old to believe in fairytale endings. If you want your own happily ever after, you have to work at your relationship. The rest of it will just click into place when the time is right.

  • The cute guy isn’t always the perfect pick

– Being cute is a huge PLUS but being able to laugh at witty jokes and having meaningful and deep conversations beats ogling a guy any day. Dating the hot jock is sooo 5 years ago!

“So fine. You’re going to fall in love with The One. You’re going to fall in love with someone who will make sense beyond college or a job or a particular season. They’ll make sense forever and won’t ever want to leave you behind. I’m telling you this not because it’s true but because it NEEDS to be true. Everyone is entitled to this kind of love, so why not? Have it. It’s yours. Blow out the candles on your 30th birthday, holding their hand, and let out an exhale that’s been waiting for ten years.”

– Thought Catalog


So there… I guess being in your 20’s isn’t such a bad thing.

Is it hard? Yeah it is.

Do you sometimes wish you could curl up into a ball and disappear? Yeah you do.

It may sound like such a cliché but it’s all about the decisions you make! Technically, your 20’s map out the rest of your life. It’s never too late to change but it gets pretty damn hard when you’re so use to falling into the same patterns.

To sum it all up, the 20’s are about figuring out what you wanna do and who you wanna be for the rest of your life.

It’s about killing the drama of the past, toning down unrealistic expectations and grabbing every opportunity that comes a’ knockin.

It’s also about looking back and choosing what to take along your journey and what to leave behind.

The 20’s is about embracing all the jumbled up emotions you have and making them a part of you instead of shoving them away.

It’s about acceptance and about making room for the real you to come out and play the game. 🙂

“It’s about a girl who is on the cusp of becoming someone.. A girl who may not know what she wants right now, and she may not know who she is right now, but who deserves the chance to find out.”

-Jodi Picoult

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The Wanderer and the Little Princess

I was waiting for my friend Gypsy (yes that’s her real name) in a café the other day. It’s been a while since she and I have seen each other so I was pretty excited. It wasn’t long before I saw the mass of red hair she warned me about. She recently had it done and apparently, it takes a while for the actual colour to surface. That day, she walked towards me with hair similar to the colour of a fire engine. I admit, I bit the sides of my cheeks and looked away pretty quickly so she wouldn’t see the grin spreading across my face.

As my shoulders were going up and down from my apparent mirth, I was distracted by a shrill shriek, “Ninang Jing” I turned and saw my 6 year old godchild Shani (although she says she’s 6 ½ now) barrelling towards me, a huge smile plastered on her face. She leaps into my open arms and says, “You still feel like a pillow” (gee, thanks) and proceeds to plant a slobbery kiss on my cheek before running off to look at the menu of the café.

Gypsy then gives me a big hug and I inhale the nasty chemical-ish smell of her crazy red hair. She moves back, sees the expression on my face and says, “Don’t start! Mom already gave me an earful last Tuesday.”  I put on my most clueless expression, looked straight into her eyes and said, “What? This is wonderful! Call of the search! I’ve found Nemo.”  She rolls her eyes, whacks my arm with her hand bag and walks to the counter to place her order. From our table I could see Shani bouncing up and down the side of the counter engaging one of the baristas in a story about Jess, her purple stuffed rabbit.

Shani had barely settled into a comfortable position on the couch beside me before Gypsy  launched into an all-out, animated story telling of the past 2 years of her life. She talked about backpacking through Europe and about visiting Malaysia, Alaska, Phuket and Brazil. She talked about all the interesting people she met (mostly men by the way) and the different cuisines she was able to try (she and I are both foodies)

Gypsy seemed so worldly that I felt like a country mouse in comparison. How is it that she and I are the same age yet she seemed to have been able to immerse herself in a lot more adventures than I have? Granted, she has yet to step into the hallowed halls of a University but I had to wonder; did she choose a better path than I did?

As these thoughts coursed through my already frazzled mind, Shani pulls herself up and hands me her iPad (yes, this 6 year old kid has an iPad. I roll my eyes at the injustice) and says, Ninang, you have to answer all the questions I listed honestly and truthfully so help you God.” I glanced at Gypsy for help. My friend, being the wonderful creature that she is, sticks her tongue out at me, smiles, pulls out her iPhone and starts a game of Draw Something (which reminds me, I have got to get into that game!) Left with no other choice but to comply to a 6 year olds demand, I smile down at Shani and scan the questions she listed down. (I later found out that Gypsy had already answered the same questions a few days back which explains the sticking out of the tongue)



  1. If you had to kiss a prince, would he be a pig, a fish or a frog? (Can’t he be human instead? What happened to that option)
  2. If Peter Pan came to your window, would you fly away with him forever? (I’d miss my family too much. If they could come along, then why not?)
  3. If you had to eat chocolate forever, would you choose Snickers or Butterfinger? (I guess I’ll starve because I’m not too crazy about either one)
  4. If you were a princess, would you be Cinderella or Snow White? (Neither. I’m more of an Ariel, Jasmine girl)
  5. If Barney asked to be your best friend, would you say yes? (Probably not. I kinda think he’s a little creepy plus, I’m pretty happy with my human best friends)
  6. If you could be a superhero, would you be a mermaid or a fairy? (What happened to the Justice League and the Avengers and all their cool super powers? Can’t I be one of them instead?)
  7. If I tell you a secret, will you promise not to tell Mommy? (Okay. – then she leans towards me and whispers, “Mommy has stinky feet.” HAHAHAHA!!!)
  8. Would you live in Disneyland forever? (YES! YES! YES!)
  9. Who’s your favorite cartoon character? (Winnie the Pooh! :D)
  10. Who’s your favorite Barbie? (There’s more than one Barbie now?!)
  11. Who is your Prince Charming? (I’ll let you know the second I find out kiddo. 😉 )

Questions made by Shani and Lana (her Mom) de Leon


That was some list huh?! I asked Lana about it after and she said it was all Shani. She just changed the spelling but those questions came straight from that little girls funky and colorful little mind. I felt a tinge of pride at how amazing this kid is turning out to be.

Truth is, as much as I loved being able to hang out with Gypsy again after all these years, my favorite part of the afternoon was my little conversations with Shani. There’s just something about a mind of a little kid that sets them apart from everyone else. It’s refreshing to be able to see the world the way they do. None of the bad stuff, only the good.

Thank you Shani for teaching this big lug a thing or two about setting your mind free and letting it wander for a while. One of these days I shall join you in Shanisia (her imaginary world) Don’t grow up too fast okay? 🙂


I’ve never been one for horror flicks. They scare the bejeezus out of me every single time. I guess that’s why it took me forever to actually get into the whole Walking Dead fad. I could go on and on but, long story short, ME + ZOMBIES that actually look real (not that I’ve actually seen one in real life) = DISASTER

Having said that, I’ve made a personal list (here we go again with the lists) of the people who should AVOID watching this series. (I say avoid instead of never because, well, you never say never right?)


____________ + Walking Dead = BAD IDEA!


    It’s more than a little gory and it CAN get pretty violent. My brother is 16 years old and he still cringes and looks away in some parts. My friend, being the smart Mommy that she is (and I say this sarcastically,) watched the show with her 6 year old daughter. Now her daughter goes into her room at night saying, “Mommy, I think I hear Walkers outside.”


    By chicken, I don’t mean the animal (although the chickens here at home do react to the sounds at times.) The chickens I’m referring to are those people that pee in their pants every time a loud BANG bursts out from the TV. Unless you get your kicks from staring at a friend of yours passed out on the couch, watching this show with a scaredy cat couldn’t be farther from a stress-free Saturday night with the gang. Yeah it’s funny the first couple of  shrieks but when your friends lips start paling, you know it’s time to hit the stop button on that DVD player.


    If you consider yourself someone with an active imagination, you should think twice about watching this series. Usually, people who are able to picture things vividly in their minds carry a very special gift. Unfortunately, when left with their thoughts and the lights are off, the zombies start to become that much more real.

  4. QUEASY QUEENS (my brother’s contribution)

    I can’t stress the word GORY enough. Blood is one thing but severed body parts, exploding heads and continuous spillage of guts can get your tummy turning inside out faster than you can say WALKER!


With that, I end my 2 cents worth on the topic of WALKING DEAD. If you do decide to watch this series, ease into it. Trust me, diving into it from zero will keep you up at night wondering about all the little bumps and creaks around the house.

As for me, I’m a CHICKEN, an IMAGINATION ARTIST and a QUEASY QUEEN rolled into one big mess. I watch this show and my eyes start bulging out of their sockets and my nails run out faster than the eraser on the end of a number 2 pencil.

The funny thing is though, the minute I started watching this show, I was HOOKED! It drove me crazy the night I first started watching it. I woke up at 3am, looked around my dark bedroom and wanted to glue my eyes shut. I freak out easily and I don’t really know what pushed me to start watching this series but in a way, it’s been both the reason for a few stress lines on my face as well as the reason for some of the smile lines too.


FINAL STATEMENT, Walking Dead is INSANE in both the good and the gory way. If you do decide to stick it into your player, make sure you’ve cleared your bladder and screwed your head on real tight! It’ll be one hell of a ride! 🙂

Weekly Junk and a Psychopathic Punk. All in all, a good week!

I’ve taken a much needed hiatus from the blog project because:

  1. I feel like I’ve become a conformist
  2. I’ve become way too dependent on the list and I think the train of thought isn’t very happy with me. That would probably explain why “he” (because I’ve decided that my train is male and I’ve named him Chuck) now refuses to make his usual stops in Lala Land aka my head.
  3. I feel like I’ve been blocking a lot of the real stuff out because I’ve been concentrating too much on the blog project.
  4. I’ve been preoccupied (enough said)

Having said that, I’d like to give you guys my two cents worth on some topics that I personally found quite interesting this past week.

I’ve decided to start a new segment on my blog. Since I don’t really enjoy droning on and on about every single thing I do every day (this is supposing you actually enjoy reading stuff like that which is something I highly doubt) I thought I’d just take time out to highlight the best parts of each week as well as make a note of the craziest and most random thoughts that pop up every day.  So… Here we go…

Aside from watching a couple almost get run over by a bus because they were making out in the middle of the street (true story,) here’s this weeks’ rundown of:



  1. If you randomly start humming “Rainy Days and Mondays” by The Carpenters on the train, someone’s bound to continue the song (this ALWAYS happens when I do it.)
  2. If you want some really cool tips on singing, I got one for ya! Stick a pen in your mouth (Not like a lollipop! Bite it sideways oh smart one) and practice singing like that. It lifts your cheeks and forces you to really work the muscles in your face (you may think it’s not a big deal but those face muscles can make or break you)
  3. TO THE RANDOM TRAIN GUY: When you fart on the train or in any crowded place, singing Circle of Life loudly doesn’t help take the attention away from you Sweetie. Whoever told you otherwise doesn’t like you very much.


  1. Contrary to what other people say, cheap breakfasts don’t always have to be nasty. Just make sure you know where to go. 🙂
  2. When a fluffy ass girl with an attitude problem picks a fight with one of your bestest friends, sock her in the gut MENTALLY(because really, we’re civilized people here) and quietly mumble a jinx ala Harry Potter (because it just sounds so cool and so mystical.) There’s a 99.9% chance that jinx won’t work but if you look AWESOME doing it… C’est la vie! 😀
  3. Paper bags are lifesavers. A friend of mine hyperventilates when she gets upset so that paper bag becomes more important to her than gravity!
  4. When you have to choose between walking under the heat of the sun to buy food or starving to death, you should seriously just plop down on the ground and start sobbing OR look for a kindhearted soul who will buy your food for you! 🙂


  1. Kids really do say the darnest things! I ran into a little girl on the street while jogging (yes, I jog now because I don’t want to waste my running shoes,) and she looks up at me and says “Are you the fairy godmother from Cinderella?” 😀
  2. When giving a baby boy a bath, make sure your head is angled at a considerably higher position. The water that shoots out from his direction may not be bath water. Trust me when I say, bath water is so much better than the alternative. 😛
  3. Watching a couple of episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S makes the world stop until there’s just YOU, Chandler, Monica, Ross, Rachel, Phoebe and Joey. After the show, you fade back into reality and realize that the world is no longer as horrible as it was an hour and a half ago. 😀


  1. Has the word SORRY become obsolete for some people?! I swear to the high heavens… there are people that feel like the world owes them a favor. They think that when they screw up it’ll eventually just blow over and the moment will pass. Well I hate to be the one to break it to you buddy but, if that’s the way you think, I guess your parents lied when they told you you were human because that’s just not the way things work here ON EARTH.
  2. Sometimes long walks under the heat of the sun is the only way you can separate the regular friends from those that are AMAZING! 😀
  3. First love never dies, True or False? My friend Miko emphatically replies that this statement is true (with matching head snap and dynamic gestures), I’m still on the rocks when it comes to this, seeing as I can’t even remember if I’ve had an actual first love (I’ll let you know as soon as I work it out,) and my other friend Val just rolls her eyes and says she has yet to fall in love.
  4. When invited to a pre-birthday celebration with friends, it’s always a good move to say YES (especially when your friends are pretty wholesome and totally  AWESOME.) You never know what you’re going to miss so it’s best that you’re there to experience everything firsthand. 🙂
  5. When your slightly drunk friend is smoking her lungs out, steer clear! That cigarette is deadly in more ways than one.
  6. Girl time in the parking lot is a great way to put gossip to rest and get some facts straightened out.
  7. When you know something good is about to happen (aka your friend comes home from the US and plans to surprise his girlfriend,) don’t go running off to the bathroom to pee. HOLD IT IN!!! Chances are, you’ll miss the whole thing (my best friend Jade did! Hahaha. 😀 )
WELCOME HOME LJ (with Badet and Sherry and half of Kaan's face)

WELCOME HOME LJ (with BADET and SHERRY and half of KAAN's face)

Meet my best friend JADE



  1. There are times when car air-conditioning just won’t cut it. Instead of it feeling like a cool breeze blowing from Utopia, it ends up becoming little gusts of steam from the mouth of a volcano (I wish I were kidding but, I’m not!)
  2. When having to deal with somebody you strongly dislike but can’t really ignore, put up a brave face and take one for the team.
  3. TO THE STUDENT WHO THINKS HE CAN FLY: When there’s a barricade of sorts in the middle of the sidewalk, don’t go all Superman-ish and decide to jump the thing. It’s there for a reason genius. Chances are, there’s a huge ditch right smack in the middle and you fall into dirty sewage water (which is exactly what happened.)
  4. There’s this thing we Filipinos call THE TRICYCLE. Now I don’t really know how  they do it but, this magical little vehicle fits 7 people (give or take) plus the driver.

So that’s about it for my very first “STUFF THAT MATTERS” entry. Here’s to hoping you guys picked up a couple of things.

It wasn’t a perfect week but it was MY week just the same. I am thankful EVERY SINGLE DAY for all the blessings that constantly come my way and for all the simple joys that pop up at the most unexpected moments.

I promise I’ll get back to doing the blog project soon. I just thought this would be a fun thing to write about so I broke the usual pattern. 🙂

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You’re on your own.
And you know what you know. You are the guy who’ll decide where to go.”

-Dr. Seuss

The funny, funnier and downright comical…

If you would allow me (and again I say, you don’t really have much of a choice,) I would very much like to dedicate this blog entry to my crazy ass friends and our fairly stupid and extremely goofy conversation earlier today that literally had me rolling on the floor laughing and crying at the same time. Before I get into the actual story though, I’d like to be able to give you guys an image of how my friends look like. It would be nice if you all could picture real people in your heads when I tell you the story and not some psychotic looking memes from 9gag.com.

This gal here is MIKO. She's crazy talented and always has something to say about everything. She's a bomb when she laughs because her voice literally explodes out of her mouth.

This is LESLEY. She and I have been friends for 5 years now. She can be the queen of perky or the mistress of sulksville (depending on her mood) She's pretty amazing and... NO, she isn't blonde.

AYLA here is the little miss cutesy girl-next-door. In truth though, she's dorkier than most people. I personally think that at 22, she still lives in her own Lala Land.

This is JUJU but only people close to her are allowed to call her that. Otherwise, she answers to the name JUDITH. This kid has the sweetest heart and the most infectious laugh ever.

Last is HONEY. She's always game to try something new at least once and she has the kindest heart and the biggest dreams.





















So these 5 people, plus myself, were the ones that made up the laughing gas gang (sucky name, I know…) earlier this afternoon. Now that I’ve officially introduced you to my friends, (well, technically, I did a cyber introduction) I’ll start with the story. I don’t promise that it will as funny to you as it was to us, nor do I guarantee tearful laughter or any sort of laughter for that matter. I do know that’s it’s been a while since I laughed that hard and had to clutch my tummy to keep from peeing in my pants.

Anyhow, it all started with the book/movie The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. If you’re not aware of the story, I’ll give you a quick rundown. It’s basically about these 4 friends that have known each other forever and will be separating for the summer. They go thrift shopping and find these pair of pants that magically fit each and everyone of them perfectly regardless of their body type. Needless to say, they end up buying the pants. They make a pact, promising to take good care of the pants while in their possession. They also agreed to have the pants circulate among the 4 of them for the whole summer so that in some way, they are able to share their adventures with each other even if they’re not actually together.








If you’re interested to know the rest of the story, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants is the 1st book in a 4 part series. It’s also a pretty good read but I’m pretty sure guys won’t be too crazy about the book. 😀

Back to my story…

So we were all eating lunch together in the Council Office when Miko brings up the whole Traveling Pants thing. She was saying how we should all go thrift shopping and find ourselves our own magical pants. The rest of us looked at her like she was some weirdo high on black markers and soda. Here’s the thing, I have a friend who’s probably a bit wider than a twig. I, on the other hand, am as big as a trunk so… Finding actual pants that won’t make her look like a deranged rapper and me Jabba the Hutt’s queen in jeans, will be nothing short of a miracle.

One thing led to another and we all ended up talking about what other item of clothing we could replace the pants with. We figured something like a traveling shirt (not washing that would be disgusting) traveling socks (HELLO Athletes Foot) traveling shoes (the foot binding experience for the size 9’s and the Bozo the clown moment for the size 5’s) and, seeing as we were all women at the time, the traveling bra. 😀 We thought about getting a really expensive, top branded bra and splitting it among maybe 18 of us (there are almost 30 people in my group and most of them are women) and that’s where the fun started.

Miko was the one who suggested the branded bra, Lesley said it should be in my size since I was the biggest and both Ayla and Juju were busy trying to keep  themselves from toppling over. It was pretty funny. There were all sorts of suggestions as to how we would go about making everyone fit into the underwear (we’ve long accepted the fact that finding an enchanted bra was slim to none) I had no problems but remember that friend I was talking about earlier? The one that was slightly wider than a twig? Well, we figured she could just wrap the bra around her top and make it took like a corset chemise sort of thing. Miko then proceeded to suggest that she fill the front part with weights (don’t ask me why. I can’t explain the workings of my friend’s mind anymore than you can 😀 )

Other suggestions were made and more carbon dioxide was released into the room via our seemingly unlimited supply of mirth. It came to a point where I was literally crying and laughing and clutching the edge of my seat to keep myself upright.

This, I think, is the best part about hanging out and just chilling… You realize that moments like that are beautiful and they make life brighter and more alive. I am grateful every day for the friends I have and the happy as well as the sad times we share. HAKUNA MATATA BABY! 😀 CHEERS!