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I refuse to blame our 2-day vacation in Bicol for causing me another round of malfunctioning senses because I had colds and cough since then.

Not that we took 103 of these slippery steps just to get at the bottom of the mountain where the pool of spring water lies.

Nor bathed in the cold spring [...]

It's been three years...

To Esther, Lirio, Garic, Darryl, James, JB, Kitzr, Noki, Donster, Emiel, Glenn and Homer.
Happy anniversary buddies! (When are we gonna drink, eat and play DoTA to that?)

I thought I was the happiest girl in the world that time...

Friday afternoon, after our Christmas Party, I was slumbering at my desk (wrought by the freaking db migration) when he tapped me and asked if I wanted to sleep in the barracks. I said I'm okay, I'll be taking up some rest before going [...]

This post's previous title is actually "College peeps meet-up". Yesterday, I went with my former college blockmates and friends to a dinner at Teriyaki Boy in Glorietta. Jenny Vi is leaving for Singapore to work and it was our sort of farewell dinner for her. Most of them came traveled from Libis.
Nothing seem to have [...]

Today marks my second month in the corporate world. Not so much has changed, I'm still coping with work and finances, and controlling workaholic tendencies. I mean, you know, there's no stopping a programmer at work. But I'm beginning to learn how to detach myself from facing the computer at 5:30 in the afternoon, pack [...]

A change of life. A change of lifestyle. And lot more undetermined changes.
I feel less like the weeks prior to this. I tell you, I've undergone in those times one or two of the most stressful events in my life. I felt there were too many things moving away from me. My home, my friends, [...]

If there's something I wasn't able to do in one particular situation sometime ago, I thank God for giving me courage to tell off a cellphone burglar and feed him to the police yesterday.
Fluffy and I were among the crowd waiting for the train at the Ayala MRT Station. I was still weary from getting [...]