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HK and what it represents

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All those prayers about winning the HK DISNEYLAND PRIZE in a raffle at CENTRAL WAREHOUSE CLUB when I was 9 come to me like a thunderbolt.   WHEN I THINK OF HONGKONG …   I get this familiar tinge of excitement. I feel the giddiness that envelops me when my sister screamed, “we’re booked!” I was 21 then. It was my first overseas trip. It was a trip that I financed fully after being employed right after graduation. Yes, it was a reward to self, you see. I can vividly remember that night when we spent some time trying to access CEBU PACIFIC AIR website, as they offered a PESO SALE. We tried several times before being confirmed and it was the sweetest, most glorifying moment ever! I mean, I used to hear it when artistas say “oh, nagkita kami sa hong kong” or when a classmate says “yes, sa HK Disneyland kami mag ki-Christmas”. Wow! I mean, how I wish I have the power to do that too. Arriving in HONGKONG was every bit of a dream come true. Those pictures

confessions of a semi-insomniac

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1131pm He’s very nocturnal, I see. But I know I’m gonna regret the next morning. I bid him good bye as I need to sleep. He replied four consecutive messages , I wanted to ignore and just reply the next morning, but I’m too curious what he wanted to say. I read, he said, goodnight and sweet dreams and two other texts basically mean the same thing. I couldn’t resist to reply, sweet dreams as well. He messaged again, I managed to ignore. I’ll read the next morning, alright? 1145pm My heart is beating so fast. I shut my eyes tight but I can’t seem to shut my mind. For some reason, something is bothering me. I went to pee. 12am I began to hate myself. I should’ve tried sleeping at 1030pm to make some leeway. My roommate is still busy with her phone and the movements, even the slightest noise and vibration, I can feel it. I grew sensitive to movements as I loathe my mind from thinking too much. 1210am I counted sheeps. I am tempted to get