Jeepney Rides Are Fun... or so I thought.

Whenever dad's not around, I commute. I prefer riding a jeep because it's an inexpensive way to tour the city... unless if you live ten boondocks away from downtown.

Jeepney rides are fun! (Photo credit)

But sometimes there are some reasons why I sometimes hate commuting. No, it's not about how small or old the jeep is, it's the people whom I share a seat inside!

Here are some nosy people that I hate to be with inside the jeep. You might as well encounter some of them in one of your future rides!

Real Happiness

One time, I was walking at the mall when I saw a bunch of kids sitting at a coffee shop. They were either holding iPad 2 or PSP, I don't know... It's too far to tell, but I'm telling you, these kids were surely enjoying the benefits of today's technology.

But if I were given a chance to remove all the technological benefits brought about by today's gadgets, will these kids enjoy their life? Probably not, unless if they don't think superficially.

Instant Fashion Photographer!

I never dreamed to become a fashion photographer. No, it is not because I'm not fashionable (FYI I have a good sense of style... not HAHA!) or what. But seriously, it's not THAT easy to become one.

Food Junkie

I love food more than anything else.

Nomnomnom.com

More than myself. More than my friends. More than my dogs. And more than traveling.

Okay, I was just kidding with the last part.

Why Davao Tagalog is Funny and Equally Amazing

DISCLAIMER: This particular post is just a collection of stories about Davao Tagalog  (personal insights of the author included). The "how-to-speak-Davao-Tagalog-101" was originally written by Mr. Ian Garcia sometime in '98-99. I do not own that part, as well as the Nay Pruneset story (I can no longer trace that particular blog written by someone named  Weng).

For years, Davao has been known to be one of the most diverse cities here in the Philippines; having been tagged as a melting pot of cultures. True enough, a number of indigenous tribes settle in the mountainous region of the city and a number of people from different points of the country settle in Davao City for good. And because of that, the city has been home to numerous local languages of the Philippines - Tagalog, Cebuano, Hiligaynon, Chavacano, Ilokano, Bikolano - you name it.

If the Filipino language is a composition of all the dialects and languages in the Philippines , you might as well say that the language we speak in Davao City is the real Filipino language, and not Tagalog.

Adventures and Misadventures of an Iskolar ng Bayan

"Time's up! Please pass your booklet followed by your answer sheet".

UPCAT was indeed hard. The exam literally squeezed my brain up to the last drop of wisdom and knowledge. Several hundred hopefuls, including me, made their way to the atrium of UP Mindanao after the entrance exam. Mom saw me and excitedly waved her hand to me. I honestly do not know what to say to her. I was afraid that I might fail her. I didn't finish the math subtest because, holy kabaw the number-letter combination went complicated after number 21 (there were 60 questions). But she just smiled, knowing that I will make it.

Five months after the exam, I passed UPCAT... and I didn't expect it! From that moment, I knew that the next four years of my life would be more exciting. It took me days before it finally dawned on me that I'm going to brand myself as an Iskolar ng Bayan.

Welcome, Dragon!

We finally bid good bye to 2011 last night, of course WITHOUT a bang.

2011: The Year That Was

I must say that the previous year has been good to me and to my family as well. It's my favorite year so far, but I can sense that I will own 2012. Heh. >:)

Looking back, 2011 has taught me a lot of things - from making decisions on my own to discovering that there's indeed more to life in traveling. True enough, I have known and understood myself better in 2011.