19 Things Only Women With A Low Maintenance Fashion Sense Understand

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1. You have three hairstyles: down, ponytail, and bun.

2. You have one pair of shoes that you wear with 95% of your wardrobe.

3. Most of your outfits are just some combination of t-shirts and jeans.

4. This makes getting ready massively easy. What are you going to wear? Throw on the first pair of jeans and t-shirt you can find. Put on aforementioned shoes. Boom. Done.

5. Sundresses are also great because they look like you put more effort into getting ready, but you definitely didn’t.

6. You have to be very clear with your hairstylist that you need a cut that’s easy to maintain, because you’re not about that life. Your idea of styling your hair is making sure the part is nice, and if you’re feeling fancy, throwing a clip or headband up there.

7. You find make up a little terrifying. You understand the basics…

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To The Women Whose Lives Are Not Love Stories

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Here’s to the women whose lives are not love stories. To those who never expected to find happily-ever-after on their wedding day or the moment their eyes locked with somebody else’s across a crowded café. To the girls who grew up measuring success based on what they achieved for themselves – what they worked through, what they accomplished and what they did not let diminish them along the way.

“Here’s to the damsels who pulled themselves out of distress and to the heroines who didn’t wait around to be saved.”

Here is to women who grew up searching for the dreams that they wanted to realize and the people they wanted to become, not just the man who would sweep them away from the tragedy of their mundane existence. To the women who hoped that their lives would be thrillers, adventure novels, comedies and occasionally pornos but never predominantly…

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What It Means To Date A Girl Without A Father

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It will not seem different at first. You will do the things all new couples do: joke and share silly stories. Laugh louder than you ever anticipated. Laugh harder. You get drunk off fingertips and innocent touches, like when she lingers on your shoulder for just a beat longer. She kisses you like you are the first person she has ever kissed, and it will keep you up at night, in the best way possible. Everything is fun and exciting. She will do whatever she can to make sure it is fun. She needs it to be fun. Exciting. Light. She knows darkness already too well.

She will be careful in her words. You notice she never says “parents” and looks away when someone mentions their father. You are consumed with a strange, irrational guilt when you answer a phone call from your dad. It feels…

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20 Things You Should Know About Dating An Independent Girl

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1. We need alone time. A little each day and more than a little on other days. It doesn’t mean we’ve lost interest in you.

2. We don’t mind if you don’t call or text us every second. We like it. We won’t be contacting you either. That said, if you’re late, don’t keep us guessing as to when you’ll show up as we’ll make other plans.

3. We can clean up our own messes. We’re not waiting around for you to fix our problems.

4. We are perfectly fine doing chores, running errands, and exercising by ourselves. If you want to join us, we’re glad to have you along, but don’t talk to us while we’re in the zone.

5. We sign up and attend charity events, races, and cultural exhibits on our own. We don’t need a date to feel comfortable at these things. Set us loose in…

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Thrift shopping

I was on my way to Moonleaf Teashop in Maginhawa St. when I spotted this really cool store. i’m sorry but I haven’t had any quality time with non-acad books lately, so please do forgive me.

As the name implies, it is an ukay-ukay bookstore. It contains all sorts of things you can find in Fully Booked BGC. Well maybe.

From mix tapes to CDs to Books and MARVEL Comic books! Anyway, the place is a little bit small that when people start to come in, movements become very limited.
Anyway, I managed to get a copy of Cecily von Ziegesar’s Gossip girl! I have always wanted to read the novels as I have liked the series so much but I think I got the second book.



And when you purchase, you get this cute, minimalist bookmark!

A wall of bookmarks!



I would like to blame our recent exams for my bankruptcy. We were all wastrels this week since we really wanted to forget the sad truth on how our exams went and also wanted to “reward” ourselves for surviving the hell week.

College life has never been easy and giving yourself a little treat every once in a while is already that big of a deal. Yesterday we went to Army Navy Katipunan right after our Human Growth and Development plan. It was an unplanned visit since I just asked if my friends wanted to eat something before heading home.

Here’s a squished photo of us on the way!

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We can’t get any vacant cab so we had to take the FX and the trike. Oh the things we do for food!
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We had a very long argument on where to eat. We have been jumping from pizza parlors, to burger joints, to ice cream houses, to Pastries, and Italian restaurants just so we could end up at Army Navy. Fair enough choice.

Army Navy

Maybe your still wondering why the title of my blog post is “Barracks”. I got the idea from Clash of Clans (if you’re playing, you’ll get it) as it is the place where you train your army. (I know, it’s lame in all levels).

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I wasn’t able to take photos of all the food because, I’m pretty sure everyone’s familiar with Army Navy already.

I ordered Soft Tacos – Steak which are pretty good but the meat was a little bit too hard to eat. I still like the consistency of the soft taco, though. It neutralizes and balances the taste of the whole meal. (Lakas maka food critique)

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And of course, FREEDOM FRIES!!! and all I could say is “purr-fection”.

Army Navy 3We were also supposed to have a dessert at Conti’s but we were all too full and too poor to go. Next time!

Movie x LUDO with Kakaibatch

Breaking the barriers of our mundane life has always been fun. Being able to go beyond our desk has always been exciting. We all have been looking forward to the day where we can all hit the F5 button of our academic life so we can start anew. Then it comes!

Just last Wednesday, we were able to go to this heavenly board game bar, LUDO. Everyone (or maybe just me) was looking forward to go there since forever. The place was introduced to us by friends from school too.

The place opens at 4PM so we had to kill time for about 4 hours that we have decided to watch…

On our way out of the mall, we saw GROOT! (What a side story. I don’t really know how to blog so, whatever).

Going back to the original blog post, where was I? Oh wait! So we arrived there a little too early. Excitement, if that’s the term you want to say. The place opened at around 5 already since they still had stuff to fix inside. There were also a few people who were waiting for the bar to open, and came in early just like us.
Photo grabbed from the instagram post of Ysabelle H.


Check the place out and be amazed! I drowned inside. I’m pretty sure that you will do too! Just look at all those board games you could play!!!


Upon entering this heavenly place, we immediately picked out NEW games to try as we were already familiar to some since they were introduced to us via DIY! HAHAHA.
Ludo01LUDOOOOOFood was also great! (sorry no photo) and let me tell you that they don’t have free wi-fi. I don’t really mind since you can’t really have fun while always checking your phone 24/7. The only use of your phone is for photo-taking. But I didn’t have that much photo since I forgot my phone at home. boo-hoo-hoo!Ludo03

Anyway, here are more photos (excuse the group selfies). I’m sorry but we’re just trying to make memories.
Shameless self portrait x Sherlock

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Kakaibatch photo grabbed form J. Borje
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Davao: Life is Here Part 1

For those of you who haven’t read my recent post, I went to Davao for the Annual Grand Session (AGS) of Job’s Daughters International (JDI) here in the Philippines (that will be another post). So Davao became my home for 5 days.

Photo Grabbed for @rptdeguzman’s instagram.

DSC07048I was picked up at the airport by the relative of a mom in Davao and went to Penong’s (it’s like their Mang Inasal there) because my sisters were currently having their dinner there. On my first night (since my plane arrived at 7:25 in the evening) I stayed in Roadway Inn with them. When I got there, I was surprised to see a room that looks like it was just bombed. Like the things just got out of a blender all mixed and scattered around the bed, the floor, the table, etc. (I think you get my point) Anw, I had to live with this for the next two nights.

That same night, we didn’t notice the time since we were studying the ritual in time for the opening of the AGS on the 11th. We looked like crazy people talking to the walls around us, reciting things you’ll never hear about (unless you have the honor and privilege, of course). We slept at around 3 o’clock early morning. 

I woke up at around 7AM the following day because they said that we had to go to the venue of the AGS to help setup the place. To my surprise, everybody was still snoring and dripping saliva off their mouth. I was about to take a shower when I realized that I forgot to bring my towel so I called for room service. Talk about luck, THEY RAN OUT OF CLEAN TOWELS. WOW! So I had to wait for 5-HOURS (what is it with me and 5-hours? get that? no? read here.) just to get a clean towel and I also had to pay an extra Php50.00. boohoo!!!

So while waiting I just ordered my breakfast which is Corn-Si-Log (CORNed beef + SInangag + ItLOG), a usual Pinoy breakfast. It costed me another Php90.00. FOOD REVIEW: Their corned beef tasted like onions, which is not a negative review for me because I LOVE Onions! Yay! 🙂 **Sorry I did not take a photo of the presentation of the food because my Digestive system kept on producing more Ghrelin and I just can’t take it anymore. Chakka! Ano daw?**

So when everybody was up (and my towel was already delivered. Hurah!), we all prepared to leave to help in setting up the venue.

We took a jeep from Roadway Inn to V. Mall and road a Prinsesa, a trike BUT with unusually-amazingly-cool BACKSEATS! (Sorry for the reaction. We don’t have cool trikes like that here in Manila or in Pangasinan)




The venue of the 17th AGS was in Ritz Hotel in Porras St., Bo. Obrero in Davao City almost downtown. It’s pretty amazing. The place is clean and the Security is superb because they had to check everybody’s bag before being admitted to enter. The guards weren’t that annoying in checking the bags too (as I easily get annoyed when being submitted to checking).

Here’s an overview of the place.





DSC07072I’m sorry (not really) for this grainy photo because it’s already night time. And as I have said on my recent post, I FORGOT MY CAME-WA )):

That same night we were invited to have dinner with Dad John (a Dad from Davao). He treated us dinner at T.G.I. Friday’s. We had to ride a cab to get there because it was already dark and there were a bunch of us so it is easier to travel via THE CAB (you don’t get it? no? fine.) Anyway, the cab we were supposed to ride was so cute because its color is MINT GREEN. It’s not often that you see cabs like that here in Manila so I just had to sneak a photo. (Turistang-turista vibes)


I had chicken fingers (ata!!! I’m not sure) And again, sorry no photo kasi NAKAKAHIYA KAYA! ((: HAHAHAHAHAHA. I wasn’t able to finish my meal because I didn’t expect it to be that heavy. Then he even ordered this brownie desert which is very delicious yet very hard to finish that we all just struggled to stuff it all-in in our stomach where, apparently, we FAILED.




It was already getting late and the restaurant was closing because they had curfew, we had to say goodbye. The place we were staying in was just a few steps away so we just dragged our full stomachs back.
Thank you Dad John for the treat! 🙂 And oh! Happy Belated Birthday.

Disclaimer: Photos without watermarks are grabbed. Clicking the photo will direct you to the link of the photo where it was originally from. 🙂

The Ultimate 5-Hour Airport Experience

Agenda: To cross out one of the things scribbled in my bucketlist.

So when my mom asked me if I wanted to travel alone to Davao, I immediately answered “YES!”, no hesitations.

I packed my things the night before my flight (akalain mo yun wala naman ako nakalimutan, except nalang for my dearest camera which I left in Pangasinan pa. Sakit sa kasing-kasing).

And of course on the day of my flight, I made my very own checklist. More like cross-out list. (And yes! That’s a receipt. hahahahaha!!!)



My flight bound for Davao was scheduled at around 5:30PM last April 9. I was 5 hours early, thanks to the note at the site of Cebu Pac that said “check-in 72 hours to 4 hours before the flight“. So I did get there early because I was afraid that I won’t make it in time and that my plane may fly leaving me behind (ang mahal kaya ng fare, chakka bear!). I got there a few minutes before 1PM. I checked my baggage in as soon as I arrived.

My mom called me and told me to request for a window seat. Too late! I was already checked-in when she called me. and was already boring my self out at the boarding gate. So instead of staring at the wall, I just amused myself by watching all those planes depart because I don’t really know what more to do aside from studying some things needed for Dvo and you know, the usual… WI-FI!!!! hahahahaha!

When the boarding gates were finally open *cue music: For the first time in forever “Finally they’re opening the gaaaaaaaaaaatttttttteeeeeeesssssss!!!” choss* All the people ran like they already missed the first part of the movie they were scheduled to watch. (Kaloka! Kala mo mauubusan sila ng upuan. hahaha. sorry!) I was part of the last bunch of people to board the plane and to my surprise, the kind lady at the counter gave me… WINDOW-freakin-SEAT!!! Hoooooorrrrraaaaah!!! Thanks, ate, whoever you are. Love you xx ((:

But to my surprise someone was seated on my seat so I asked them kindly if I could take the window and they were too generous too to give me the seat. *cue: hooray for today!*


I was given the chance to see such amazing beauty the earth holds. For a moment, all the trouble, the pain and everything else going on in my mind drifted away.




I remember the line from Will.i.am & Britney’s song saying “Just scream and shout and let it all out.” At some point in our lives we’re gonna do this for fun or for really just blurting how we really feel. And in my case I think I just spat it all out. I didn’t scream though. I kept myself composed and cool.

It was our block’s or rather batch’s Christmas party at one of my friend’s house. And as expected, booze was around. thank you. The person I was waiting for came in a little late and stuff. Before he got there when people were saying his name, I always get teary eyed and start to half cry. I can’t really explain how or why. It just comes. Then by the moment he arrived, people were all gathered around him, welcoming him. And there I was seated in the corner trying to make myself busy. But I really can’t hold my feelings. I started to sob so I escaped the bunch of people. I sneaked out of the house. I was crying. I was sobbing and I didn’t understand why. I blame my lacrimal glands so much on why they had to act that way.

some of my friends saw me and gathered around me asking me why, and all I could tell them was “I. DONT. KNOW.” Because I didn’t really know. They told me that at some point we had to talk. I did know that. I still need to give his gift because I accidentally reaped his name in the box full of other people’s name. Maybe it was fate.


I gave him my gift. As I gave it to him words like “NAIINIS AKO SA’YO”. And then I walked away. He followed. He asked. All I could reply was that I still need to comfort my crying friend. They told me that we should talk and I said later. He went out.

Later that evening, I found myself sitting on the floor just outside the washroom, CRYING. No, sobbing. I was ranting about everything. I broke down too. Like my friend. People gave me a handful of tissue and tried to comfort me asking me stop. And at some point, I did.

Thank you to R-OH that I had all the courage to call him and talk to him. Whatever I said will remain between us. I was crying in front of him. I was weak. He gave me hi hanky to wipe away my tears. Bla bla bla. He was asking me to stand up. He was already giving his hand. I didn’t take it. I stood up and went the other way and sat down again. And then cried again ranting that I miss my grandfather so much. And he said some assuring words that I would never expect him saying. He brought out his hanky again. This time, he was the one who wiped those freakin tears away. I took it. And after that, I ASKED FOR A HUG!!! Would you believe? Everything went cool and felt like nothing awkward happened. I just hope that nothing awkward will ever happen again.