Eating in Baguio: Ketchup food community :)

well, I wrote some notable restaurants in Baguio City in a past post here.
here is an addition :)

The Ketchup Food Community


- located at Romulo Drive near Wright Park.
- This place used to be just "happy tummy" but now, its already a food community where once inside, you will see a collection of small restaurants offering different cuisines.
-I haven't memorized the names of the restos inside but some of them are
*happy tummy-- thai inspired
* Cirkulo - cafe (did not try yet)
* there is one offering western inspired dishes like pastas or the like.
*Rumah Sate - offers good food, actually where we ate. Serves Malay and Indonesian food.
*completely forgot the other one, I think they offer Filipino dishes but I am greatly unsure :)

come have a visit there and I'm sure you will be delighted ;)
btw, budget friendly prices assured! :)

COLD.

why is it so freakin' cold today?
the coldness of the weather seem to bite at the insides of your skin no matter how much layer and cover you use. haha. Baguio City is so unique.  The amount of rainfall and the seemingly gloomy feel makes me think that this place is the Philippines' "Forks" . haha :)

aside from the weather, what else is cold today?
SILENCE is.

how do some people perceive silence anyways?

Mostly, some people may perceive it as a sign of anger, bad feeling or being upset. Some would try to respect this silence and make some distance without doing anything, others would try their best to get you out of that silence zone no matter how much you resist it, they find a way and others, they would just simply think that you don't wanna talk, leave it that way and cuss you for doing that.

out of the three, which could make the silently angry person feel better?

for all I know its the second one. Its the initiative despite the barriers that softens the hard spots. this happened to me once and that made me realize that there no stone, no heart so cold that couldn't be melted by some conscious and self-initiated effort accompanied by honest emotions.

"ikaw, if you think that she is worth the effort, the time, the uncertainties and the chances of rejection, just as long as you get your message across, then go ahead."

the person responded: "that is the best thing you said out of all that you did."
*language modified    *conversation lifted from another source.




tricky, how life will make you feel that you matter. Sometimes, it is all a battle of perspectives leading to the thought that if you give it a try, make sure you've done your research and you know the person more than knowing what YOU think that person wants.

how cold is your night tonight?

:(

seems like I have long neglected this blog didn't I?
just like a million times before, I dont have any words to say. I have no ideas how to start writing the thoughts that kept bothering me before I started to type.

anyway. as most of you might notice, I get more motivation to write when I feel bad.
I know the fact that its not a thing that people would want to read but the inner feeling of wanting to write it no matter still wins.

from the very first time I posted here until now, its pretty pathetic to admit that I still did not reach anything great, or went anywhere good. I am still unable to take my life into a successful turn. I am still unable to find that peace and to escape that dreadful feeling I get from knowing how others seemed to be successful in some sorts already. We all had the same start but here I am, lagging behind.  I always tell myself to fight for my future but its not sustaining to only think and continually self motivate. lucky for some moments that motivation gets me somewhere.

I never imagined my life to be like an empty bin. When I was still studying, I always envisioned myself as good, compared to some who obviously did not have any regard for what is good, proper, standard and stereotypical. People used to say I was good, that I was bound to reach great heights but here I am, doubting my past visions and what people used to tell.

I used to think I would be much better than where I am right now.
I stayed blind and careless, letting my situation remain that way.
I stayed sitting waiting for butterflies instead of running around trying to catch them.
I thought that by waiting, that by deviating from the road I was obliged to take, that I will eventually find what I am looking for and find myself there.
my questions are still unanswered now.
I am becoming more hopeless day by day.
My mind is slowly getting fried and I am slowly aging uselessly.

I dont know how to move.
My desires to be with people that I cherish prevent me from taking steps for myself.
and I do not want to blame them.
God knows I treasure them much more than anything else.
They are all that I have now and losing them even in a bit would get me broken, possibly beyond repair.

pathetic me.

Must reads! :)

It's been a very long time since I last posted here and to fill up that gap, I would like to share what kept me informed, entertained and addicted to reading these past weeks :)

Here are a list of fashion blogs written by fashion bloggers whom I enjoy to read.
Passion and dedication really came off  their words and pictures and that is what I consider a must read! :)

CAMILLE TRIES TO BLOG
by Camille Co
http://itscamilleco.com/

THIRSTY THOUGHT
by Kryz Uy
http://www.kryzuy.com/

TRICIA WILL GO PLACES
by Patricia Gosingtian
http://blog.triciagosingtian.com/

ALL THAT GLITTERS
by Marj Ramos
http://marjramos.com/

BREAK MY STYLE
by Laureen Uy
http://www.breakmystyle.com/

A SHOE TALE
by Vern Enciso
http://www.vernenciso.com/

THE WALKING RECESSIONISTA
by Cheyser Pedregosa
http://www.thewalkingrecessionista.com


Would you like to be up to date with fashion, style and beauty?
well if you do, then check them out.
They are all worth more than a try :)

hair

I had long hair for quite a long time. I was not tired of it, I was just pissed that my ends seem to have been singed, taking all kinds of shapes and unpleasant curls. I needed to get those ends chopped and so here I am, rocking a shorter hair with amateur side bangs--which I am really unsure whether face flattering or not. I hope this cut would suit me and not make me look like the woman I don't want to look like.haha. As with all new haircuts, I am experiencing, yet again, the feeling of missing  my old hair. I miss swishing and combing it up with my hands and not caring about how it would look unpleasantly messy.. the good old days.

oh well, new hair work with me, will you? :)