The pest,DALAGA na...

This is my pest. Her name is Chynna Marie Joyce Ledesma.

Well she's taller than me now,she's dalaga na,but still a pest.
She already loves make up,cute boys who look like artistas and listening to bopping music.
She likes following me around when she does not have classes, irritatingly nice.
She likes to dance and to sing.
She makes my dad insane
but in general she is a stunning pest.

A pest i cannot get rid off. But it's nice

just thoughts

A lot has been happening lately. It's just barely 3 months since I arrived here in Manila and since so much activities has been going on, I feel that I have not really left at all. So many overwhelming things are happening from my personal life to my work,from how I perceive things to how I talk with people. I kinda like it though.

Everyday since the year my best friend died,i wake up saying thanks for another day and another life. I try to smile at little things that irritates me,see the bright side of something bad or sad. The monotony of life is what challenges me. To spice things up for my own buds and taking notice of little things around me. Even the cracks on the wall could be interesting and a source of inspiration.
My new set of eyes brings everything alive. Just the last time i saw my grandma, i see beautiful lines in her face. No amount of botax could make it more wonderful. Little lines deep and shallow,tells a story of a smile and a frown. Lines that looks so rough yet very soft to the touch.

lovely lovely