You know the feeling of wearing a new pair of shoes for the first day of school?
That is exactly how I feel: Excited, confident, and ready for the rainy day.
Everything is brand new. From the timezone to the food I eat, from the language barrier to the strangers I now call friends, from living alone in a countryside to planning for the “next step”. Read more…
“Self-evaluating” is what I would describe the moments of last night. After 5 months of living a new life here in Chiang Mai, Thailand, it took a bonfire in the woods before I could finally say “I’m living it.” Read more…
Wall of never-ending colorful youth.
First day of the second half of the year. First of July. I turn 18 for the 8th year.
I had a productive day. Heard two mass in two churches with most number of devotees. Took public transit. Unlike in most part of the world where there’s summer sun, here, July could be the wettest month. Luckily, it didn’t rain until we were home that afternoon. But of all, it was truly a happy birthday for having spent it with my light and rock– Dad. Read more…
Out of passion, from my heart to yours.
The greatest of love stories are not exactly stories about love, but also of failures to little victories.
And so I guess it’s timely that i share the real beginnings of Chaffles.
It could be as simple as a heartbreak turned gold, but it’s the in-between that made moving-on a colorful process and one of the sweetest blessings in disguise.
Full disclosure: Not going to be too dramatic 😉 Continue reading
Year by year, i’m OK spending my birthday with my family while receiving well wishes from friends here and there. Last year, i took a bold move on celebrating with friends from the eve to the very first second of the first day of the second half of the year. It was the first time on the first day of July.
This year, my friend Apple booked a room in a premier hotel. Together with my best friend, Monica, all three of us welcomed my birthday tucked in the sheets, dead-tired from work, hungry as hell, all while watching wedding videos! Suicide it may seem for 3 single ladies, but it was.. sensible. It helped us to constantly believe in the art of taking time and the concept of a perfect person in the perfect time.
It was simple. It was intimate.
I had wine on my hand. I had friends in my arms.
It was enough.
I could not express in words how good it feels to reach a meaningful and blessed “quarter”. I may be imperfect in my ways but i have a happy heart and i have a great Father up above who mapped (or still mapping? hmm) a journey better that anything i could ever plan for myself.
And so i raise my glass for another year captured with fullness, chances, and travels. Anything else in between will be considered a bountiful bonus! 🙂
25th birthday portrait.
The class of red in a glass.
The colorful life in shadows and windows.
The ray of gratefulness that is a birthday.