Malapascua, take me back!


After having my fill of Cebu City, I was ready to take the bus and head way up north to see Malapascua. I’ve heard a lot of things about the place, especially the thresher sharks. Oblivious of what I may find, the first thing I saw when I reached Malapascua was the coast lined with small houses. From afar it definitely looked like any small Philippine village. At 4 in the afternoon it looked sleepy, with the seawater receding gently and not long after the light would slowly turn warm.


First glimpse of Malapascua

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The Traveling Doctor

While traveling solo around Cebu – from the North to the South of the province, I’ve been to conversations with several backpackers on hostels I’ve stayed at. Some of them have traveled for 7 months to several years all over Asia or the whole world. I can’t help but admire them all and have thought to myself if I could do that too.

I really love traveling. You wouldn’t be reading all the things I’m writing in this blog if I didn’t. Sometimes I feel like it’s not just the destination, but it’s also that feeling of moving through places that makes me ecstatic about traveling.

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Queen City of the South

My first visit to Cebu wasn’t really a vacation, so I promised myself to come back. The first time I was there, traffic was so horrible because it was Christmas and I felt kind of miserable when I unexpectedly got stuck there for Christmas Eve. I knew all my friends who came to visit Cebu City had a nice time being there and I really wanted to feel that. I didn’t want to be able to remember Cebu City as the place where Colon street was horribly crowded with gift shoppers or be reminded of my frustrations as I walked from pier to pier looking for a boat home. This time around I was bent on experiencing the city. Continue reading

Tagaytay Hits

Tagaytay is such a well known place, so famous that I never really was so interested in going there. I’ve passed by it a few times during bus rides to Batangas, and I always thought the glances I get of Taal Volcano was already enough. This time however, I went mainstream hence I have a touristy picture of Taal Volcano, yay!! 🙂 Continue reading

For the Love of the Game

It all started with a book. I got it from booksale for P30 and the cover showed this handsome blonde guy with carved abs and smoldering looks

At first I was only hooked on looking at handsome European footballers…

… but when I started watching them in their games, holy ****! I wanted to throw my shirt off. Continue reading

The One That Got Away

“…the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal… the one that got away.”

This just hits the right spot and my heart does ache. I wanted to write something similar but all I have been right now is a big jumble of extreme emotions. Now this article returns to me, after having first read it 8 years ago, and it speaks the same thoughts I want to convey at this moment.

I hope it’s not too late for me. I hope I learn – about love and life, enough to make me not lose someone. I don’t want to have someone that got away.

“…I guess it’s that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn’t fall the right way, I suppose.”


By: Mark J. Macapagal, The Manila Times

In your life, you’ll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There’s the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you’re with …and the one that got away.

Who is the one that got away?

I guess it’s that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn’t fall the right way, I suppose. I believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a long time partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part…

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On New Years, each year

I have had 23 New Year’s Eves so far, and only remember about 16. I can divide these 16 years into two halves, based on how I spent it – the first half all spent at home and the other half variable, depending on where I stay during NYE.

I’ve always thought the conventional Filipino way of celebrating is… cozy; it’s traditional and homey. When I was still in primary school, I thought it was how everyone in the world celebrated. My father would buy firecrackers, not fireworks because mainly they just crack my eardrums. They’re as loud as explosives and potentially fatal, and the whole block would end up with smokes because almost each house would have their own share of explosions. And this is why I never was so keen on firecrackers unlike our neighbor’s kids or most classmates. My mother made me wear polka dots and red dresses. My sister and I would also jump as high as I can so I could grow taller (currently I am 5ft 2in and the only growth I’ll ever have is sideways). In our hands were coin jars that clanged and jingled as I shook it vigorously, hoping for a prosperous year. Continue reading

The Privileged Patient and the Grateful Patient

I have made a casual observation that charity inpatients are kinder and easier to empathize with than “pay” patients. Charity patients look at their doctors with such respect that they are afraid of disobeying their instructions. What you tell them, as their physician, is taken in full confidence. If the doctor says so, then it is so.

Of course this isn’t always the case. I have encountered charity patients that have gotten to my nerves but I have put forward this observation in order to present my view regarding that feeling of “privilege” among patients. Continue reading

Anilao – a breather from Manila

When clinical clerkship duties already feel overwhelming, I close my eyes and imagine the sea. I remember the sound of the waves, the cool breeze in contrast with the bright warm rays of the sun, the sharp broken pieces of dead corals battered and eventually ground to powder form, and the varying shades of blue created by the water and the horizon as it meets the sky. Continue reading

The Lights at Pinaglabanan Street

Two days ago I took my new old Nikon for it’s 2nd official field test, aiming to understand a little about Manual settings. It was already late so I had no choice but to take the photos with not much light, but it’s a good thing it’s Christmas time! I was excited because I had just read a refresher on shutter speed, aperture, and ISO settings. The only thing left was to know which buttons to press to adjust these because I was too lazy to download the user guide.

After several takes and trial and errors, I finally achieved acceptable shots. However, I admit that these shots are pretty mediocre haha! I got hungry and needed to go home, but I learned a few lessons. Continue reading