It’s my birthday and all I’m doing is holing in the sofa staring at this photos “60 Moments That Gave Me The Chills During Seattle’s First Day of Marriage Equality” and crying my heart out. I’m just so happy for them even though it’s posted December 2012 and I’m so late and I’m having these life choices crisis. I really want to be a doctor. I always wanted to be a doctor, I hope I will be. I’m very passionate about it. But, damn it! Marine Biology is so fucking seductive. And I’ve grown some roots there. It messes my mind knowing that I have an option to live a simple and quiet and peaceful life there in Bicol. But what is peace? No, seriously, what is contentment and fulfillment?

So maybe I’ll do another page on Walden. I envy you, Thoreau.

So I only have 8 out of 26 days to stay here in Bicol for my practicum and here’s everything (not really) that happened

• March 23 = Had my longest bus ride ever which entailed a 14-hour trip. 
• March 24 = First day at Donsol as a volunteer for WWF. Listened to lectures about whale sharks.
• March 25 = Had my first butanding interaction. The research coordinator commanded us to jump in the sea and swim around the boat. The day was intense because we were tagging the whale shark for photo identification.
• March 26 = Went to Cam Sur for our transfer to BFAR Region FIve. Went to a party.
• March 27 = Spent our first day as BFAR’s trainees in the regional office. It was a day of orientation.
• March 28- March 31 = We spent our whole holy week vacay touring Bicol. It was fun.
• April 1 = Orientation at the laboratory where they do PCR, Parasitology, Histo, Residue etc.
• April 2 = Cultured seaweeds for outplanting then went to this district where they do pottery. Went off to Ligao
• April 3 -5 = This is the best days of my OJT life. We went SCUBA diving for the assessment of corals in different fish sanctuaries in different islands. Trekked the almost thigh-high mud in the mangrove sanctuary. This is the place where everyone I met was so passionate on the things they do. I’m not a clingy person but I’d been holding the impulse down my throat to hug them because I love them all very much. I spent every night by the beach looking at the stars. The sky is shaped like a parabola and I felt like I was in a snow globe, instead  it was sand and water and sky and stars and I am in love with that sky. With my sky. And then there’s also someone with me on those starry night… (I’ll probably delete this post as soon as I’m home)
• April 6-7 = Me and Rica just spent the weekend touring around Naga City. And malling. 
• April 8 = We documented and took part in the necropsy of a beached Dwarf Sperm Whale and it broke my heart because she’s pregnant. 
• April 9 = This is today and this is the only time I have access to the internet so that’s why I typed this whole lotta shit down. 

I’m going home with a really deep deep tan and bruises and a passion inside myself that is so damn hard to contain. And uh, fuck finning. 

Long-weekend in bullets (i.e. Saturday to Monday)

• Went out of town and jammed with people from ukulele underground.
• Finished the question parts of my lab sheet in Parasitology.
• Went buying for a new rash guard for my out of town practicum. I’ll be away for a little less than a month. I’ll be chasing whale sharks. I just hope I don’t get bitch-slapped by their tails.
• Read some one-acts.
• Practiced fingerstyle on my uke.
• Jammed uke with family then recorded in Garage Band. My big bro and mom did the vocals. I did the accompaniment for a heavy metal version of I’m Yours lol.
• Been alternating from studying to procrastinating.
• Doing this bullets because I’m burned out.

My 8-year old cousin said his favorite show is Penis and Ferb.

I have high school classmates who were extremely shy, but now that we’re in college they became weirdly aggressive, especially in Facebook chat.

There Are Two Things

going on my head for a while: One, I love the band Ivan Theory. Two, it’s hard to live somewhere where people think you are bad just because you don’t follow their religion or any religion at all. 

I just love Lulu Gainsbourg so much.

Mom was on queue at a restaurant's restroom

lordthorin:

The makers of The Hobbit are really lucky that Elijah Wood and Orlando Bloom are basically immortal

Hey People of Manila! Do you know which studio still develop photos by hand?

of-hobbits-and-men:

deathbedscene:

witchlette:

my dream is to one day make enough money to remake the movie twilight so that everything is exactly the same except edward cullen is played by kanye west and kanye west doesnt have a script and isn’t even aware of what the plot of the movie is, he’s just kanye west reacting to twilight in real time

#i didn’t know i wanted this until now

“your skin is pale white and ice cold”

“bitch I’m black what are you on”

Christmas Presents

I don’t really make a wishlist on birthdays and Christmases, except if I want a particular book, so I usually have no idea what I will get as presents. Here’re what I got:

1. Berkeley Watercolor Pad and Prang Watercolor from Mom (who was a fine arts student)

2. Black and Caramel shoulder bags from Mom

3. Polka dots shirt from an Aunt

4. Artwork doodle notebook from big bro

5. Artwork shirt from big bro

6. Towel and cash from Grandma - I really love receiving towels on Christmas, but only if it’s from Grandma

7. Other presents left unopened at the tree because I’m lazy from other relatives (and some cash)

8. Pinhole Camera from Me

9. Guitar from Mom

10 Cash from Dad

My favorites are the art supplies and my camera. My big bro will be getting a turntable from Mom second week of January so embrace la vie boheme and all that jazz.