Our usual Friday nights are often mysterious and spontaneous (meaning: we have no real plans except find a restaurant with ample parking space). Our grumbling stomachs took us to Bravo, an Italian restaurant along HV Dela Costa, Salcedo Village. It is not fine dining but it "at…
I w I was not consciously thinking of it. But when we got stuck in traffic after dropping off a colleague, we decided to eat at Forum. It was one of those spur-of-the-moment decision. I didn't know that the stop-over decision will bring me back down memory lane. …
And so I was called forth. But I am not part of this. Not in this circle. I was always in the peripherals. But these... these are aliens with centuries behind them. While I am but a human struggling with living. And there I was. Smiling hesitantly while they chatted, their voices dronin…
I can’t remember finishing books that fast! (Discounting of course those times in high school when I would finish one Mills and Boon in 3 hours. Well of course I have more free time then). The Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer grabbed hold of me and gave me enough time to read again the s…
I never thought about it. I am young. My life stretches in front me, filling me with excitement of the unknown and all my plans for the future. My life is filled with hope for all the things that I can do and what life can offer me. And then it jolted me awake. Life is fragile. Life is pr…
Cotton, born on December 24, 2007 is half poodle-half spitz. He got his looks from his father and his height from his mother, Bonita the poodle. The spoiled one during his puppy days as he was the only baby in the house. Cotton's first picture at one month old Cotton's f…
