Nothing exciting has come up in recent days, or even months. Last Monday, I heard the most pivotal rumor that added more sorrow to my already dismal life.

It stunned me as I listened to my friend who was delivering the news. I wanted her to stop but each word acted like a stimulant to my mind. I was painting scenarios which I know wasn’t helpful in my coping process.

As I lay in bed, the nagging thoughts kept me restless. I needed an outlet so I came up with this cringe inducing bunch of phrases:

Give a rest to your pretension

If anything, that was only the initial phase of attraction

Those undertones will never be but a notion

So let’s not brew this to a deeper level of emotion

Give a rest to your pretension

I am better off alone and miserable

Than to have uncertainty as a companion

As you have sorted me as the ‘unfavorable’

Give a rest to your pretension

For I’m not as naive as I seem to be

Through a throng of people,

It will always be him that you see.

In my twenty five years of existence, I never attempted to write a poem but the words just came naturally to me. Maybe it was the perigee (also known as the super moon).

Hate is slowly consuming me. The one person whom I thought would never say such awful words, is the reason why I am more cynical than ever. I’ve given up on her ever since I can remember. It seems the best way to tolerate her is just to act civil, and so far, our situation has been placid. I wonder if it will work on you, too? I appreciate you for at least acknowledging my existence before, but what had happened will never be forgotten. For the record, this post was not created because of the recent rift, rather, it’s because of a multitude of instances.

I dread the day when recurring thoughts of what a person (who was once so dear to me) said when he was under a similar predicament–“They feed me, provide a roof to live under just so people would not judge them.” (not in verbatim) will become my mantra.

I never tried to compete with them because 1.) it’s not in my character to do so 2.) no act of trying to be at least a little up to your liking will get past the great barrier that is called bias. You have been very vocal and blatant about it, too. Don’t worry, I’ve taught myself to understand all of you. Why would anyone look past the object that is blindly pleasing to their eyes?

The problem with the likes of you is that, you practice age discrimination. Yes, there is such a thing. A person who is younger than you does not automatically mean that they can not call you out when your line of thinking is illogical. I know how it hurts your ego because sometimes I also feel that way. Just because I have the guts to reason out with you, does not prove that I’m the worst human being there is that you can mark as “impossible to like” or a “reject”. Being aggressive should not be used as a gauge of likability. Some people are just wolves who hide in sheep’s clothing.

I have made wrong decisions in my life which still haunts me to this day, and admittedly, you somehow supported me. I will be destroyed beyond repair, and no one might even notice.

Thanks for trying, though.

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Drop off empty bottle at 115 Malakas St., Diliman, Q.C.

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Seoul 2013 || Log #01 || 02 October 2013

(The first part of my travel log series to Seoul, South Korea.)

This time last month, my dad asked me if I wanted to tag along with my Aunt & cousin for a short trip to South Korea. Being an enthusiast of almost anything Korean–food in particular, I immediately said yes. Never mind that I’m not close with my cousin as long as I’d get to visit The Land of the Morning Calm again (My 3rd visit now). Within a month, I arranged every document needed, shopped for some fall/autumn clothes and on the first week of October, I found myself on board a Cebu Pacific Air flight to Incheon.

Look at those lovely colours~

Look at those lovely colours~

It was my first time to try Cebu Pac and just a friendly advice, if you’re not on a budget, I suggest to take other airlines instead. Those rants from your friends on various social media sites about this airline–notorious for having delayed flights and overpriced food, drinks and stuff to keep you comfortable on board–believe them! Sadly, I experienced the same plight. I have tried Air Philippines, PAL (needs to update their seemingly vintage video from the 80’s) and Asiana Airlines (best so far!) and it is only in this trip that I experienced delay. Our flight got delayed for around 2 hours! (Instead of waiting for what seemed to be forever, I could’ve used it to walk around Seoul…) My friends said, I had it easy since some flights actually get delayed far more than that!

On to the trip!

Day 1

  • Tip #1! If you’re travelling with middle aged women and/or older, take the limousine bus. You do not want to take the subway, towing your luggage around through flights of stairs and Koreans who are always in a hurry. Please note that some of the subway lines do not have elevators available. There is a Airport Limousine Bus available that goes through different routes bound for Seoul and other provinces.
  • Tip #2! Stay away from pushy cab drivers. More often than not, the cab price they’ll offer is heaps more expensive than taking the subway or bus. Also, I’ve read from somewhere that in Korea having 5 passengers in 1 taxi is illegal.
  • Tip #3! Get yourself a T-Money card! I swear, your tourist life in Korea would be much more convenient. Priced at 2,500KRW this card can do wonders. You could use it for most of the subway lines, bus lines, taxis and even for doing transactions at convenience stores.
My 3 year old T-Money Card. It does not expire!

My 3 year old T-Money card. No expiration!

Nothing much happened except we arrived at Seoul at 11PM.

Right after exiting immigration and customs, a cab driver approached us and offered to take us directly to our guest house for a hefty price. Oh, you know, just 85,000KRW that’s around 80USD or 3500PHP! Sure we were a group of 5 (see Tip #2) but anyone could tell that he was trying to take advantage of tourists. You do the math. Naturally, we declined but it was a hard-fought battle.

An hour’s worth of subway travel later, we finally reached our stop–Myeongdong Station specifically Exit 4. Our two older companions still had to endure one last flight of stairs. After successfully tugging my luggage all the way to the top of the stairway, I was supposed to go down and lend a hand to my Aunt but to my surprise a young lady was already doing it. Dead tired and food deprived (Cebu Pac does not offer any free meals. They are called budget airlines for a reason.), my Aunt’s friend decided to ask the nice lady where it was. I could already tell that these group of young ladies were tourists like us. For one, they did not look Korean at all based from their facial features (Being racist is the last thing I want to do!) and how they did their make up. Also, they had with them confused looks too, still some of my companions went on with their inquiries anyway. So she asked around for us! Finally, there were two men whom she asked for help. Later on, I figured out that the nice young lady and her friends we’re Japanese and I asked her just to confirm. Of course I said “Arigatou gozaimasu!” to show appreciation. Anyway, these two men probably just got out of a pub but they were sober enough to lead us to our guest house.

Moon Sun Guesthouse (Photo's not mine. Credit goes to the owner. Click on the photo to direct you to the site where I got it from.)

Moon Sun Guesthouse (Photo’s not mine. Credits to the owner. Click on the photo to direct you to the site where I got it from.)

(Photo from Moon Sun Guest House is adjacent to Hot Station

(Photo from Moon Sun Guest House is adjacent to Hot Station

Moon Sun Guest House (henceforth will be referred to as MSGH) is next to a souvenir shop called Hot Station. You need not go far to look for presents to friends back home as Hot Station offers traditional Korean items like fans, utensils to K-pop items like socks, pens etc. I don’t know about the price though but I think they are reasonable enough. :) Also, if you check in at MSGH, you’ll get 5% discount at the mart located at the basement.

Based on the facilities and information online, I think MSGH is rather new. We stayed in the “Triple Room” which has three single beds, a small fridge, flat screen TV, cabinets, free wi-fi, air-conditioning system, heater and ensuite bathroom with toiletries & towels. There is also complimentary bottled water. Breakfast is not included, though.

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Triple room (photo from

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En suite bathroom (photo from

En suite bathroom (photo from

Having said that MSGH is new, I commend the management for keeping it clean and free from specks of dust. The only thing that I didn’t like about this place is that the people running it have limited to no understanding of English at all, but that’s not a problem that can’t be solved by calling a professional translator. Also, it says in MSGH’s page in that they have a 24-hour front desk (located at Hot Station), but HS closes at 11PM, same goes for the mart at the basement. The management was very generous and accommodating that it compensates for the language barrier. :) For instance, I needed extra towels (which I believe have to be paid for), and asked “Free? No pay?” (Tip! You have to use simple English) and he said “Ah. Okay, okay” with a smile.

Moon Sun Guesthouse is located at 14-5, Namsan-dong 1-ga, Jung-gu, Jung-Gu, 100-041 Seoul

(34th) MIBF: From A First-Timer

New Books

Novels bought: Perfume: Story Of A Murderer by Patrick Suskind, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. These cost me around P1,500 (Total discount around P400).

On the 34th run of the Manila International Book Fair (henceforth mentioned as MIBF), my friends and I braved Metro Manila’s public transportation during the monsoon season–you could only imagine what the daily commuter goes through every single day. Half an hour and unruly heads of hair later, we arrived at the SMX Convention Center or the “holy grail” of books.

As first-timers, we didn’t know what to expect. Upon entering the venue, we were welcomed by a staggering number of people. Imagine flies and maggots circling around on a pile of sh- yeah, using that as an analogy was very distasteful, sorry. If possible, I go the extra mile to avoid crowded areas, and going to MIBF was how my fate was mocking me. Thank you for leading me to a closed, jam-packed area.

What to expect at MIBF:

  • people (bumping into them and the buzzing noises they make when enclosed in an area)
  • books (novels, comics/graphic novels, scholarly, religious, back issues of magazines…)
  • small percentage discounts from big name bookstores (Fully Booked & NBS)
  • food
  • freebies
  • book signings, meet & greet authors
  • As with most crowded places, just to be safe: petty crimes and accidents (So be alert!)

My rants aside, I think the week long event was successful. This year’s MIBF and perhaps the ones before, made bibliophiles buy more bookshelves or clear some space to accommodate their book hauls.

What I liked about the MIBF was the discount, though at a minimum. It seems that the bigger bookstores like Fully Booked and National Bookstore, only gave out 20% off in most, if not all books. Logistics-wise, there was a fully functioning air-conditioning system (Yes!), booth layouts were a little above satisfactory (people flow needs to be improved), a reliable PA system (read: like lost and found except for people ha ha), there was a map, and the place was clean.

Above all, I didn’t hear of any accident during the event…except for mine. The scenario: a signage by the information area. I was preoccupied with blabbering about while fixing some of the contents of my rucksack which I put on top of a table. My rucksack, with still some things left inside had enough weight (plus a little of my force) to topple down a flimsy object, and in this case, the signage behind me. Cut to the scene of my friends’ horrified faces. And just in time, a passerby managed to grab the signage. Unbenknownst to me, while I was fixing my stuff (which is a rare occasion), someone was saving me from a possible injury. Thank you, random citizen! All these unfortunate events were witnessed by one of the organizers which was dealt with accordingly.

Mom and Tina’s Mocha Buttercreme Cake

IMG_4473As a casual way of celebrating my sister’s birthday–without turning it into a gala affair–we bought her a cake. Mom and Tina’s Bakery and Cafe in Katipunan is usally my go-to place for a quick cupcake or pastry fix, but would I recommend their Mocha Buttercreme Cake? No.

For the record, I am not a fan of buttercream. I do not like its overly silky texture and how it greasy it is, and this is exactly how I would describe this cake’s icing. It was not too sweet though, which I liked. The cake itself was not dry, yet was not moist and fluffy enough for my liking.

At 795PHP (8″), I think you’re better off with another cake for the same price. Buy the Dulce de Leche Butter Cake instead.

It’s Been 3 Years

It's Been 3 Years

It’s been 3 years since I bought my Instax Mini 7s. Now, everybody seems to have one, or even two. No one seems to be amazed at the sight of this camera anymore. However, I have more access to the film cartridge refills now. In the past, I had to let someone who was visiting Korea, HK or Singapore buy a box of film cartridge.