Continuing

Centenial Airport, waiting to board the plane for L.A.(October, 2008)

Getting old is inevitable. What's age really? To the obvious, its just a series of numbers that we go through year after year. Personally, this year was the very first year I truly felt withdrawn, reborn, taking hold of my destiny, facing certain fears, and basically just living my life each day. It was the birthday I felt sleeping through, not a tinge of excitement hit me. It was a countdown that I didn't want showing in my face- why? maybe quarter- life crisis hit me early. Although, looking back at my 28th year, I have come to terms with certain memories I was proud to achieve and of course will never forget.

Travelling has always been an addiction for me. It never mattered how far I was going to go, the mere thought of a road-trip or a boat trip, or my usual plane trips to wherever the destination maybe always has and always will excite me. What was new this time around was the start of being with myself . The comfort of knowing I can and will get through anything in life is now natural to me. Embracing my strength, weakness and longing for what has to come in my life has been a journey that I am aware of, and I'm truly looking forward to living out :)


Centennial Airport to leave for LA (October 2008)

I forgot who once told me, but who ever it was: the year before the 0 is always best to be celebrated and is a lucky year. I wonder if this year is and will be lucky for me. Personally, I believe and feel that luck is so vague. And it doesn't have to do with all positive outcome. I treat every opportunity, every learning experience that I come across with as a state of being in luck all the time. No matter how hard the learning that I have to charge to my own book of experience, I still take it as luck. So sue me for being optimistic, It's just plain gravity right? What comes up, must and will come down and vice-versa.

Laguna Beach, Ca. (October, 2008)


Welcoming my 29th year in Boracay was refreshing. I have so much memories of myself with this mystical island. My first trip to this island was when I was 9. It was still such a virgin. No electricity, just oil lamps in the evening with torches to guide our way back to our cottage in the resort we stayed in. There was only 1 cemented establishment with a generator for the resort to have electricity. Boracay then, up to Boracay now still all good and great memories for me when I would go back. Doesn't matter who I was with, this island is dear to me.

Bantayan Island, Cebu (March 2008)

My birthday get-away for 4 days was purely soul-searching and at the same time recollecting and making my new goals in life that I'd like to achieve. I knew what my past was like, I made the decisions then- I'm currently in my now slowly learning how to live each day to the utmost best I can. I don't know what tomorrow is going to be like for me, but I still look forward to it. My lonely travels have made me gain perspective and have made me learn about myself more to the point I would simply get surprised with myself. I love the fact I can out do myself once in a while, and of course there are moments where I just stay afloat. To continue my journey in life, cheers to more travels and maybe not do all of them alone sometime soon, obviously I'm shamelessly sending it out to the universe and claiming it :)

Boracay Island, Philippines (March 2009)

Approaching the LAX airport (October 2008)