Moving On: Step 1

I’m at that moment again. You crossed my mind. It’s one thing that’s been happening constantly. I read all your messages to me again. But this time, after reading them, I deleted ALL of it. Including your picture. While I was deleting it, my heart is giving me this feeling – like thousands of needles pricking my heart. But I know I had to do it. And it’s just now I had the courage to delete everything. I can’t recover the pictures again, just like the thought of having you back in my life. 
You’ll be 32 this coming Sunday. And you know how much I wanted to make your birthday special – so special that you’ll decide to stay with me. We had so much plans. Plans that I looked forward to. But then, you were just gone. 
Last year was so full of you… I feel you even you’re thousands of miles away.. You’ve made me feel so special… And now I hate myself that I am still stuck with your memories. 
Wherever you are, I pray you are happy. I pray you find what you’re looking for. This will be the last time I will think of you. This will be the last time I will cry for you. I am blocking you, your email address, your phone number. I think I’ve waited long enough? I have to move on – away from you. 
Advance happy birthday. And goodbye.

let ‘s give this heart some space…



Confessions of my Broken Heart (3)

There’s this guy. He makes me smile even at the littlest things he do. I look forward going to work because I know I’ll see him smile. Like smile the whole day. Smile like crazy! 
He even makes me forget about you. Which is good.. I think?

The thing is, that guy… Is beyond impossible. Situation is, very much complicated. 

I want to tell him how special he is to me… He does not know it but he helped me a lot not to think about you. But then again, I will just keep it to myself.
But at the end of the day, when he finally goes home before me… I go back to missing you. How pathetic I can be?

Baby, I will do everything until I can completely forget you…

As of now… I guess I have to endure the pain and hurt of missing you…

As of now… I guess I have to endure the pain and hurt of missing you…

Confessions of my Broken Heart (2)

It’s been days… Weeks rather… I miss the time we talk and not care for the next day… You made me smile every time I think of you… But now, I cry every time I hear your name… 

I would do everything just to have you back in my life.. Just to hear you tell me you never forgot about me… But I guess, this, is just wishful thinking.

I can’t forget you… It’s so unfair. </3

I miss you everyday baby… I just want to move on and forget you.

Confessions of my broken Heart

I miss you everyday. I think about you all the time. No matter how busy I am.. No matter how much work I take just to try to forget you, it doesn’t work, I think about you more. I am worried about you. 
I know that you don’t want me like this, how come a girl who miles away from you become so needy of you. I want you to know that somehow you own me, you’ve known everything of me.. And I trust you with those. You’ve own me that way. No matter how hard I try to forget you I just can’t. I am still waiting. You might have changed your mind about me, please have the heart to tell me what to do. Tell me to stop. 
You are right, as you’ve always been. I am sadder, and I am crazy. I am sorry. It was my fault, I fell in love with you and I made it complicated for myself. I don’t blame you, I can’t be angry at you, you don’t owe me anything. I just didn’t expect that what I have with you, the happiness I feel when I talk to you, will just be gone and taken away from me all of a sudden.
If you’re busy, and if I’m important for you, you can atleast let me know. You forgot my birthday. But then again, I was never your priority and responsibility so I understand. It hurts like hell but I do understand.
I might not hear from you again but honestly I am waiting.. Please let me know, tell me to stop and I will never ever bother you again.

I miss you so bad and I don’t know when to stop missing you…


Hi everyone!

To all of you who were asking about how to be a live audience for Eat Bulaga.. Sorry for not answering, because honestly I am not sure of the exact process. The two instance I was there, I was only invited. But, I will ask okay.. And then I will update all of you. 🙂

Happy weekend!

Eat Bulaga experience no.2

My mom asked me if I wanted to go with them to Eat Bulaga since one backed out on the last minute.. So why not?

November 2, 2015 was my second time to watch EB live…



And it was such a lucky day! I was chosen to be one of the contestants for their segment ATM with the Baes… 😍 
When you get to hug Alden Richards… The prize money did not matter… 😂





Viva Il Papa Francesco! Long live Pope Francis! Mabuhay Lolo Kiko!

photo from Google Images

photo from Google Images

Through my line of work, I’ve met a lot of Catholics who went to the Vatican to attend the mass celebrated by the People’s Pope. I have always dreamt this kind of experience being born and raised Catholic. I was even planning to be part of the World Youth Day next year in Krakow, Poland. So when this once of a lifetime visit of Pope Francis came nothing but a reality, I really have to be there.

Watching him on television doing all his scheduled activities… From his arrival at the Villamor airbase to his motorcade – you’ll be amazed with his energy, it’s like the people who waited for him out on the streets gave him the power to not feel exhausted – thus, when he was out on his Pope mobile, his smile was the sweetest and infectious. I said to myself, “I’d really have to be there on Sunday” — I mean, my chances of going to Vatican is out of grasp at the moment… But he is here in the country, the Vicar of Christ is here.


(15 Jan 2015) How many times do you think the Pope’s skull cap was blown by the wind? – photo from Rappler


(15 Jan 2015) Pope Francis disembarking Sri Lankan Airlines at the Villamor Airbase – photo from Inquirer

(15 Jan 2015) The motorcade from Villamor Airbase to the official residence, the Apostolic Nunciature in Taft – where a lot of Pinoys camped out on the streets to welcome the Pope – photo from

(15 Jan 2015) It may not be a long flight from Sri Lanka to Manila, but it was still tiring. But for a man of his age, it was amazing to see Pope Francis with all his energy and his smile never faltered as the crowd welcomed him – photo from

So I texted some friends and asked if they wanted to go with me.. Some were very unsure… Given the knowledge that thousands of Pinoys will be there. This one friend of mine was so game and agreed without hesitation.

So I’m all hyped up.. Woke up at around 5am to cook breakfast that I would bring for me and my friend. We met at MRT Taft at 6am – took a cab until Star City / CCP complex.


Me and my friend Jiro in front of the CCP

Roads were already blocked and people were already walking.


Groups walking along Roxas Boulevard to Quirino Grandstand


These people opted to stay on the island and wait for the Pope – in front of them was a big screen showing the events in UST


One of the big screens along Roxas Boulevard

It was not really that tiring, we were babbling at each other non stop and taking pictures of each other and the other people. I called it an intense work out. It really was (I wonder how many steps I took).

 #OOTD - These runners saved my feet from being stepped on and getting wet :)

#OOTD – These runners saved my feet from being stepped on and getting wet 🙂

So from Star City.. We walked the length of Roxas Boulevard. Me and my friend photobombed the selfies of other people and they would laugh at us as others photobombed ours. Everyone was in such a good mood.


The guy in blue pretended that he is not interested 😛

I was in the high hopes of seeing the Pope even just on the big screen I was imagining myself standing on the grounds of Quirino Grandstand and hearing the mass with my fellow Catholics.

But as we move forward to Quirino Avenue, the sea of people starts to thicken and the happy thumps of our feet started to slow down. Were no longer moving.

A few more steps and were in TM Kalaw — and we were stuck. A lot of groups were going back saying that there was no way for us to move forward – roads were blocked. I started to feel suffocated, the people around me would still want to move forward, some tendencies I shout and tell them “Wala pong tulakan (no pushing around)” — I would just take a deep breath and lean on my friend’s shoulders. My friend Jiro looked pale, we haven’t had breakfast and it was already past lunch time. When a lot of groups were deciding to go back, we looked at each other and we just decided to go back too.


No more space


Stuck and no longer moving forward


Thousands or Millions? Aerial shot of the people who went to attend the Pope’s mass at the Quirino Grandstand. Photo from Rappler


Thousands or Millions? Aerial shot of the people who went to attend the Pope’s mass at the Quirino Grandstand. Photo from

It was raining and we were soaking and dripping wet – umbrellas were prohibited for the Pope’s security – so we just had our raincoats on.

We kept walking back, and saw an empty pavement and we both sat there… It was very cold and we’re feeling our legs getting numb. It was raining very hard but we had no choice. We ate our lunch on the cold, wet pavement under the rain.


Lunch under the rain


basang sisiw #Selfie (lol)

The experience? It was very memorable. Though we were not able to see the Pope, or even hear the mass, I could say we had fun.

The people that was able to see him was so blessed and I wish that I had the same experience. But still, I had no regrets. I still had fun because I was with a true friend.

If I will be given the chance, if the Pope decides to come back – I would definitely try again (Im not sure with my friend Jiro..) – but next time, I better plan ahead. 🙂

Here are some photos and links:


My friend LJ is one very blessed person. He met the Pope last October 2014 in Rome. TV shows and News programs interviewed him about this experience. – photo grabbed from LJ’s Facebook account


Here, the Pope crowned the Image of Mother Mary and look who’s holding her? It’s LJ again! This was captured during the Encounter with Families in MOA Arena – photo grabbed from LJ’s Facebook account


I guess, Papa Francesco’s energizer is the crowd. Look at that smile! – photo from Rappler

courtesy of Johannes Eisele of the Associated Press

When Vatican Spokesperson, Fr. Federico Lombardi was asked by one reporter during the press briefing after their trip in Tacloban if there was any possibility of cancellation for Sunday’s scheduled programs because of Typhoon Amang, the Holy Father just said “IT’S JUST RAIN.” Then Cardinal Tagle playfully commented, “Maybe it was just a rehearsal.” Look how happy Pope Francis is, despite the strong winds and rain in Tacloban. – photo from Google (courtesy of Johannes Eisele of the Associated Press)


Pope Francis waves at the crowd one last time as he passed them by on his way to Villamor Airbase for his 10 AM flight to Rome via Philippine Airlines – photo from Rappler


‘HE LIKES IT.’ Cardinal Antonio Luis Tagle says Pope Francis appreciates that his ‘popemobile’ was modeled after the common Filipino’s mode of transportation. Photo by Giuseppe Cacace/AFP (photo and caption both from Rappler)


“MARAMING SALAMAT LOLO KIKO!”. Pope Francis waves goodbye as he boards the plane that will fly him back to Rome via Philippine Airlines. 

See clip here from Rappler:

Quotes from our Beloved Lolo Kiko:

Compiled by Mark Merueñas and Andrei Medina/JST, GMA News

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Photo from


Photo from


Biography of Pope Francis (Rappler) –

Raw footages of the historical Papal Visit in the Philippines 2015 courtesy of RTV Malacañang:

Day 1: Arrival in Villamor Airbase – Motorcade to Apostolic Nunciature

Day 2: Courtesy call to the President of the Philippines – Motorcade from Malacañang to Manila Cathedral – Holy Mass in Manila Cathedral – Motorcade to MOA Arena – Encounter with Families in MOA Arena

Day 3: Pope Francis in Tacloban, Leyte

Day 4: Pope in University of Santo Tomas – Motorcade from UST to Quirino Grandstand – Holy Mass in Quirino Grandstand

Day 5: Pope Francis’ departure –

Cardinal Luis Antonio Tagle’s message to Pope Francis (18 Jan 2015 – Quirino Grandstand) – from Rappler –

Buhay Kabitenya (effective August 2013)

Isa ka ba sa maraming commuters mula Cavite o Batangas na lumuluwas ARAW-ARAW para pumasok sa trabaho o eskwela?  Kung OO ang sagot mo, marahil ay isa ka rin sa apektado sa bagong regulasyon ng MMDA na ipagbawal ang mga Provincial Buses sa EDSA.

Taong 2009 ng magsimula akong magtrabaho sa Pasay. Isa akong Call Center Agent / Supervisor hanggang taong 2011. Araw-araw kong binabiyahe mula Dasmariñas, Cavite hanggang Baclaran. Taong 2012, lumipat ako sa Makati para sa bago kong trabaho.

Kung tutuusin, wala masyadong problema noon, dati naman nang trapik sa Cavite, pero marami kang pwedeng masakyan, papunta ka man sa Maynila o sa Makati.

Nagsimula ang Southwest Integrated Provincial Bus System noong August 6, 2013. Kung saan, isang terminal ang binuksan sa may Coastal Mall sa Macapagal Drive. Andito lahat ng bus Pa-Cavite at Pa-Batangas. <—– (see related video)

Well, meron pa ring ilang mga bus na bumibiyahe mula Dasmariñas, Cavite diretso Ortigas (Jasper buses), at pabalik sa Dasma, pero pagdating ng bus sa Dasma, tayuan at siksikan na.  Pag pauwi, Ayala pa lang, nakadikit na ang mukha ng pasahero sa pinto ng bus sa sobrang siksikan.

Para sa mga on-tight budget, ito ang ruta na tinatahak nila. At isa ako dun. Minsan nakakaupo ako sa Baclaran na, madalas, nakatayo ako hanggang pagbaba ko sa Pasay Road. 😦

Sinubukan kong sumakay mula sa bagong terminal pauwi. So, mula Ayala, sumasakay ako ng bus na may sign na MIA Road (ordinary bus: 10.00 / aircon bus: 12.00).

Medyo excited ako, kasi pag nag-abang ako sa Ayala ng Jasper bus, makikisiksik ako sa mga pasahero at mamanhid ang mga binti sa tagal ng biyahe, pero dahil may terminal na, kahit pumila ako atleast yung mga bus ay hindi pa puno.

Pero mali pala ako, maraming bus, at napakaaaaaaaaraming ring pasahero. Isa pa sa nakita ko, napakagulo ng pila ng mga pasahero.

Kung taga-Dasmariñas ka lang gaya ko, kahit anong bus na dadaan sa Gen. Aguinaldo Highway ay puwedeng mong sakyan. Dito sa terminal, nagkalat ang iba’t-ibang bus pauwing Cavite at Batangas, lahat puwede kong sakyan, at lahat may mahabang pila.

NAKAKALITO. Una akong pumila sa Dasmariñas bus slot na may mala-ahas na pila na hindi mo maintindihan kung nasaan ang dulo. Nakita ko ang bus slot ng pa-Alfonso / Mendez at maikli ang pila, lumipat ako doon.  Hanggang sa unti-unting nagdadatingan ang mga pasahero, humaba ng humaba ang pila namin.

‘Okay lang’ sabi ko kasi maraming bus na papasok sa terminal. Pero mali nanaman ako, dahil ung mga bus na pa-Alfonso / Mendez, puno na at hindi na pumaparada sa bus slot niya. So, sa labas pa lang may sumasakay na.

E para saan pa itong terminal?!

bus 001 bus 002

bus 003

bus 004

Hanggang sa yung mga taong nasa unahan ng pila nagreklamo na, may lumapit ng pulis sa pila namin at dalawang marshalls sa pila. Nag-aaway na pala yung mga nakapila dahil nasingitan na sila ng mga bagong dating. Pagdating nung isang bus, biglang dumami ang tao sa harap ng pinto ng bus at hinaharangan sila ng tatlong marshalls para hindi masingitan kaming nakapila.

Nakapili naman ako ng puwestong uupuan after ng ilang punong bus na nagsakay sa labas pa lang, mga isang oras mahigit ako sa pila. Pero naririnig kong sumisigaw ang driver, dahil meron pala talagang nagpupumilit sumakay na wala sa pila, at madami sila…

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Pasaway din ang ibang pasahero. Sila din ang nagpapahirap sa sitwasyon nila.

Kung ako, okay lang naman yung ganitong set-up. Magandang ideya ang ginawa nila. Pero dapat ayusin lahat, mula sa pagpasok at paglabas ng bus, at ang pila ng mga pasahero.

Wala pang isang linggo ang bagong regulasyon na ito, bigyan natin ng chance Kababayans.



Article: MMDA’s half-baked integrated bus scheme By Alvin Capino (Manila Standard website) — (Link:

Video: SONA: Bagong Southwest Integrated Bus Terminal sa Parañaque, inulan ng reklamo (uploaded via YouTube by gmanews) — (Link:


Criteria of a Foodie


Ciao a tutti! I am back!

I got inspired on creating this post because my favorite Sunday TV Show is encouraging us viewers to post our food photos (and plus I am sooo guilty of Instagram-ming what’s on my table). And thinking that my photos might be featured on Ang Pinaka is just heart fluttering! 🙂


Foodie Definition

n.Slang A person who has an ardent or refined interest in food; a gourmet.[1] 

Further, a foodie seeks new food experiences as a hobby rather than simply eating out for convenience or hunger. While gourmet and epicure can be used as synonyms they have fallen out of favor and bring to mind a stodgy or snobbish attitude. [2]

Source: Wikipedia

I think I am a foodie…. lol.

I dedicate this post to all food lovers out there! Here it goes!


Bida ang Saya! Jollibee’s Ultimate Steak


Lugaw Macau of Goto King


Sinigang na Bangus Belly sa Bayabas, Sisig na Babi, Tokwa’t Babi, Ensaladang Mangga and Tinapa Fried Rice of Mangan


Chunky Chicken on Baguette of Cafe France


Seafood Ramen, Ebi Tempura and Sushi/Sashimi Platter of Izakaya Nihonbashitei


Iced Caramel Macchiato and Pesto Chicken with Shiitake Mushroom on Flatbread of Starbucks


Cupcakes from Vanilla Cupcake Bakery


Banana Split of Super Bowl


Gelato (forgot waht flavor this is) of Bono Gelato


Chocolate Fondue of Swensen’s


The Dessert Bar of Ristorante Delle Mitre


Choco Yema Cupcake of Slice


Apple and Chicken Salad in Cranberry Sauce of Slice


Aglio Olio Pasta of Slice


Salmon in Wasabi Cream of Sumo Sam

Nagutom ako…. Kain muna ako…. 😀

Photo Credits: Ang Pinaka FB Page,

Thank You to Mystery Manong Last Night

Thank You to Mystery Manong Last Night

As a commuter, a lot of experiences might actually happen. Just like last night, it was raining hard and my umbrella just decided to retire. So I decided not to mind the rain, since I only have 1 more jeepney ride then 1 tricycle ride then I’m home! So I hopped off the bus, and walked like it was not raining, a man’s voice said “Sabay ka na..” (offering his umbrella to me), I looked around and there’s an old man holding out his umbrella to me and smiling. Well, this doesn’t happen to me normally and I usually say no because I am too cautious to accept help from strangers, but I felt OK and smiled at him and said thank you. He walked with me with a good distance, just me under his umbrella and him getting soaked in rain. When we got to the jeepney terminal, he waited for me to get on a jeep and I said my thank you one last time.

So, there are still gentlemen existing… Again, Kuya, Manong — THANK YOU!

Photo via Google