Some Days

Some days I’m an evil choosing to love

And some days I’m an angel giving in to her lusts.

Some days I ask myself if life would be worthwhile in the end

Then there are days I just want to be mended.

Some nights I rock myself to sleep

Some I wait for the answer of the stars up.

Some days I let fear consume me

Some days I consume my fear.

Some days I choose love

Some I wish love choses me.


I and my girlfriend visited Brgy. Pansol, Calamba, Laguna last August 26-28. Pansol is known for their hot springs.

From Cubao, Metro Manila, we rode a bus and the travel time to Pansol was no longer than 2 hours. We didn’t have reservations.

We chose a place wherein the hot spring is natural and free-flowing. Some resorts or pool in Pansol offer hot spring, but don’t come from natural sources. The Laguna Hot Spring Resort is one of the oldest resort in the area, tracing its roots since 1949.

There are also fishes in the pool which eat your dead skin cells. Careful, though, you might be surprised!

Our room rate was Php 1,800, for two, during our 24 hour stay. You can visit the resort and pay Php 100 if you just want to swim. There are available rooms and cottages if you want.

Near the resort is a market. The prices of food are not high. For Php 69, you can enjoy a whole box of super cheesy pizza. You can also buy liquor and enter it to the resort. Note that you should only drink or eat in your room or cottage.

The warm water really calmed me. It’s best to dip around 3 am to 6 am where little to no other visitors are around. We had floated using the ladder in the middle of the source of the hot spring, which is in the left side of the pool if you’re coming from the entrance. The pool may appear to be black because of the sand and stones beneath.

The staff are not that friendly, and they even forgot to bring us our blanket.

Overall, I will rate my stay as 4/5. The hot spring was, again, so relaxing and rejuvinating. I’ll definitely come back!


Zambales: Ocean with Black Sand

Here are some pictures when I visited Zambales, Philippines. Zambales is about five hours drive from Manila. The province, located in Central Luzon, is known as the “Wreck Diving Capital of the Philippines”. A storm was in the vicinity when we went to Zambales which resulted to higher waves and more powerful winds. Nevertheless, the ocean is both terrifying and beautiful, with black beach surrounding it.


Don’t Go, Please Stay

I died last night.

In my dreams, we were together. We’re not talking, we barely used to, but I saw your eyes, your smile, I saw how you move- those movements, that smile, those eyes which I love(d). 

It felt so real and I knew it would not happen, so that dream became a nightmare. Six years later after I fell in love with you, and you were just ‘amazed’ of me, whenever I dream of you, it became so hard to imagine, so painful, that I feel I’m dying.

I, for the nth time, told myself to stop thinking of you. To spare my dreams with what I think about you.

For maybe, one time, I will not wake up anymore.


Blog ko ‘to’ di ba?

Mabuti naman at may trabaho na ako. May tumanggap sa akin bilang writer. At sa malapit pa sa amin. Sa dinami-rami ng pinagexaman at pinaginterviewhan ko, dun pa sa puro q and a lang ako nakapasok. Yung boss ko parang magka level lang kami. Di ko siya mina-ma’am.

Start ko na sa August. Sa wakas may silbi na naman ako sa pamilya namin. Makakapagbigay na naman ako ng pambayad sa internet, cable, gas at tubig.

Pero sa gitna ng pang araw-araw kong pagpasok, pagbibigay sa magulang at paminsan-minsang pagkain sa gusto kong fast food, ano ako? 

Anong ginagawa ko para sa sarili ko? Saan ako papunta? 

Nag chat yung kaibigan ko sa akin kanina. Nawalan na raw siya ng passion, balisà raw siya. Ako yung tipo ng kaibigan na papayuhan kita o tutulungan kita sa abot ng makakaya ko, pero sabi ko sa kaniya, this time, I can’t help you. Kasi ako rin niyan, nasa kalagayan mo rin ako. Tatlong taon na. At hindi ko alam kung paano kita tutulungan kasi di ko rin matulungan ang sarili ko. 

Akala ko nung college, madali lang maging successful. Papasok ako sa magandang kumpanya, magiging best employee ako. Puta di pala. Pero sabi ng girlfriend ko successful naman ako sa ibang bagay. Naging government employee kasi ako at may mangilan-ngilang nagsabi sa akin ng pasasalamat kasi natulungan ko sila, outbound sa job description ko. Dun daw ako successful. Sabi ko siguro nga. 

Ang tagal ko ng di alam kung saan ako papunta. O siguro alam ko pero di ko gustong kumilos. Nung bata ako nadiagnosed ko yung sarili ko with depression, meron kasi kaming Reader’s Digest nun na may ganung quiz. Hanggang ngayon di pa ako nagagamot.

May blog post ako dito dati na dapat talaga mag s shift ako nung college. To psychology. Pangarap ko talagang maging psychologist. Para sa ibang tao, oo. Kalimitan naman ng mga desisyon ko these past, matured years eh para sa ibang tao. Like pagpasok sa government. Pero gusto ko rin kasing gamutin yung sarili ko sana. Alam ko kasing may sakit ako, yung sakit na di nakikita, pero habambuhay na.