Here is another workday vlog. We visited several Davao events places as research for a project. It was a rainy day but we managed to accomplish so much.
Category: life
Workday [January 28 Video Diary]
Here is what I would consider a workday. We visited a cafe and a bakery, took some photos. And that's work. Kinda.
Cafe Hopping [January 17 Video Diary]
Since college, my cousins and I spend a lot of time trying new food or sometimes going back to our favorite food spots. We have been "cafe hopping" even before the term came to be. And we have been doing it again this year.
January 2024 Video Diary
Sharing my short Davao vlogs and other video diaries here. Going into 2024, I did not plan for the year to be so busy and productive but it turned out that way.
Rainy Days and Mondays
Hanging aroundNothin' to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down Rainy Days and Mondays, The Carpenters First, I love The Carpenters but I don't hate rainy days and Mondays. I used to love the rain. And I used to love Mondays. Keywords: "USED TO." In fact, I loved rainy days. As a sweaty person, I avoided any and all chances of being under the sun and getting sweaty. Growing up, I barely commuted, except going to school and going back home a few times in high school. And for a few semesters in college. And when I started working as an adult, I also barely commuted. Hence, no real reason to hate rainy days. Even when there were flooding in some areas or when traffic was a hassle, I did not mind it much. When finding a cab is a hassle because of heavy rains, I would just spend time at a cafe or wherever I am and just wait it out. I did not mind the rain or its hassles. Plus, rainy days and nights also make the weather cooler and more comfortable for me. Rainy days would usually be spent sleeping in or just lounging…
Dear Love 08.22.2022
Dear Love, It's me again. I just wanted to write today. I have been meaning to do something. I never thought I would seriously consider it. I never did. You know me. I know I will not be good at it or the best at it, I do not even try. But this time... I want to do it. Like think about it everyday kind of want. I do not have a good enough reason other than the thought would not leave my mind. And though it scares me, it excites me and makes me think I should have tried it a long time ago. Will you jump in with me? I need you there. Will you smile and be proud of me? Are you going to tell me I did well even if I end up being mediocre? As I write this, I am listening to songs that remind me of days when I was a little bit more confident. When I thought I was the best and infallible. When I did not have plans but it did not matter because I was smart and good at almost everything. The songs also remind me of the days that inspire…