Moving mountains

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Well…this is weird…

Nostalgic it may feel while writing this..I got to say..I am such a ”LAZY BUM”.

I guess every year I have this resolution that ”by next year I will be this and that”.

I did start well to be honest…but I am sure after the third month…laziness will surely be creeping inside of me.

I don’t know if this is how my life goes..or whatever. But, this year will be different ( with confidence and eagerness in my mind and my eyes twinkling– and yes I am talking to myself).

I will be moving mountains!!!

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I will however, try my very best to update as much as I can with this so-called-blog. 🙂

O! bucket list check for New years eve. (see photo- Coldplay #aheadfullofdreamsconcert December 31, 2016)

  • Celebrate new year on a concert.

 

 

Carte Blanche

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Today…i want to free myself..

From thoughts of you.

From the shackles that binds me to you.

From all reverence i felt.

From the gravity that pulls me back to you.

From the memories, the hurt, the happy and the sad.

From the hope that we could still fix what was broken.

-eli-

 

 

vehemence

 

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Vehemence – oil on canvas by Eli (17/11/2015)

 

I hate you.

Was the words I utter. I was, am hurt. And I don’t want to be a hypocrite and say that I am not. Because I am.

I never questioned you…I never asked. Because you help me and you were there when I needed a hand to hold on to. My respect to you was the respect I gave to  my mom. You are family to me.

But one single question changes everything. And BOOM! everything just exploded. Confetti’s everywhere.

And the sad part is, I was not hit with the confettis. I was hit with shrapnels. Shrapnel of lies and each time it hit me…I begin to ask a question.

Was I really that bad? Am I a bad person?

It is true..people will never see the good you’ve done to them. All they can see are bad things…lies …a web of lies.

I did not react..because it would be immature to do so.

So I decide that…

It is time. Time for me to let go…let go of people who manipulates your happiness.

I thank you still. Because without your help I wouldn’t be here. Thank you for the shelter you unselfishly provide. The food, the time and all.

THANK YOU!

 

 

wretched heart

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Was it hard letting go of him? It was, and it wasn’t because I missed him, because who he is right now isn’t who I miss, I don’t know who he is anymore. But it was hard letting go because I had this person who had became a huge chunk of my life, a person who lit fires in the darkest parts of me, and then they had left me, the fires burned out and I now had a gaping hole in my heart, and that’s why it hurts to let go. It happens in stages really, I had found myself one day laughing at how pathetic I was for ever loving him, but the next day I was on the floor of my shower begging God to bring him back to me. I think if anyone’s every experienced heartbreak you know how hard it is to do things without that person. It’s entirely way to hard to move on, and it’s also hard to accept. It’s also hard to grasp the fact that the person you had grown to love is now a stranger to you. You don’t talk to them anymore, but you hear about them and your stomach clenches and I can promise you it won’t feel too great. I’m sorry to tell you this but you’ll probably always have a spot for them in your heart, the hole they made can be filled by them, and only them. I truthfully don’t think I’ll ever let go of him fully either. (via @poemsporn)

melancholic thoughts of you and me…

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I’m over you. It’s been two years since we split, why do I still think of you? Is that what love really is? To constantly think about someone even after you’ve told yourself that you’ve moved on? Maybe I’m just trying to convince myself that my feelings for you are dead and gone. I’m trying to erase the fact that when I hated everything about the world and the people in it you made me love myself and want to live. I still think about it, and not just at 2am when it’s cliche but at 8am when I’m brushing my teeth and 1pm when I’m going to get lunch and 6pm when I’m doing laundry. I think about it, us, how we were. I think of the good times when we laughed so hard our stomachs ached and we felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen, when we made up our future kids names and picked where we’d live and made fun of how we’d act when we were 40. I also think of the bad times, when you told me that what I had to offer wasn’t enough for you. Was I ever enough? I still question it all the time. At one point, you made me the happiest I had ever been, but then again near the end you made me the most miserable I had ever felt in my entire life. So I ask myself, still, did you really love me? and then I have to ask myself right after, am I really over you? -@poemporns

MNL beach hostel Boracay

Backpacking is an adventure. You meet different kind of people from all walks of life. You have the chance to know and understand their culture and all.

When I went to Boracay, Philippines this year. I decided to book a hostel, for a change. And there are a lot to choose from.

However, after reading some of the reviews from different kind of Hostels in Boracay.  I choose MNL beach hostel Boracay. One reason is that the room is air-condition. Because, other bed and breakfast hostels only have fan rooms. And I cannot live with that (not that I am very picky, I just need some cool place to standby when the outside world is at 25 degrees… you know what I mean)

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MNL Boracay Beach Hostel is located just a 15-minute drive from Boracay Jetty Port, which is a 20-minute boat ride from Caticlan Jetty Port. It offers free Wi-Fi and 24-hour front desk service.

The rooms of MNL Boracay Beach Hostel has air condition, concrete flooring, and a wardrobe or a locker. There is a shared toilet and a shared bathroom. Some rooms also include an en-suite bathroom and balcony.

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The hostel has a shared kitchen. The stay include continental breakfast. Toast and bananas are over flowing (no kidding).

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Different flavored jams, breads that you can toast, eggs, freshly brewed coffee and Milo are served during breakfast.

They also have a bar. A Roof top where you can sit around and mingle with other travelers. Billiard table and a hammock.

There are also restaurants only a 10-minute walk away, offering local and Chinese cuisine.D’Mall is a 10-minute walk from the hostel. Kalibo International Airport is a 2-hour drive away.

Since It’s my first time staying on a Hostel. I can say that I enjoyed my stay. Because I met new friends and made new memories. I’ll definitely recommend and go back to this hostel.

Note: Book 1 month in advance during peak season (specially LA Boracay. They are normally fully book that time)

Enjoy!! 🙂

You can contact them on the below information:

Address: Road 1-A Bulabog.Boracay Philippines.

Phone number:+63 917 7022160/ +63 998 220 5700

Email: boracay@mnlboutiquehostel.com

FB: /MNLBoracay

Website: http://www.mnlhostels.com