Multi-Faced

So, I always have very out-of-the-blue thoughts/realizations and this is one of them: I'm quite active in a handful of social networks and I think I'm a different person in each one. Omigod, am I weird?

Here's a summary of a very cliche "different sides of me":

Facebook: The Good Girl/Daughter/Niece

Instagram: Feeling Foodie/Frustrated Baker/Artist or Calligrapher Wannabe

Pinterest: Fashionista Wannabe/Dream Builder via Wishlists (Pin/Boards)

Shelfari: Classic Bookworm

Tumblr: Damsel-in-Distress/Depressed Forever-Alone Nobody

Twitter: Medyo "Conyo" Hipster/Antisocial  Freak Who Rants About Everything



Oh god, I'm weird. Haha!

Viva Il Papa!

I am so happy and grateful that for the past few days the whole country welcomed our dear Pope Francis with open arms and sincere hearts. God has truly blessed the Philippines for endowing us this precious opportunity. Everything I see on the news, Twitter and Facebook has something to do with the papal visit and my heart warms tremendously whenever I see Pope Francis' jolly face. Even if I am not given the chance to see him in the flesh, I am already joyful and filled with gratitude and love. I know I am already beyond blessed merely because Pope Francis has showed us how he cares and cherishes every single child of God, even the non-believers. He does not single out any person, and that's one of the great things I love about him. May the Philippines continue to show compassion, respect, discipline and love towards one another. I hope everyone, especially the VIPs like the government officials, would not only act his/her very best because of Pope Francis. Not only that, the rest of the world is in an arm's length and is observant of the country's behavior. I hope this is a beginning of change, where people would be open-minded and act accordingly because it is the right thing to do, not because everyone is watching.

An Apparent Proof of an Overstayed Vacation At Home

P.S. Please don't judge a certain homebody...

Home is where you're totally broke

Home is where your groceries are free, thank goodness

Home is where you're roommates with your siblings

Home is where you fight with your roommates

Home is where you make up and laugh with them after an hour

Home is where "distance makes the heart grow fonder" makes sense (if you know what I mean)

Home is where you're perfectly comfy with staying in

Home is where boredom strikes like all the time

Home is where you're so bored you paint watercolor (and your nails)

Home is where you can cook what you want to eat (mostly eggs and anything fried though)

Home is where you can bake anything you want, even if you're a frustrated baker

Home is where you don't go to Jollibee when you don't know what to have for dinner

Home is where you eat more than one rice and a little piece of meat

Home is where you eat fish (because you know it's safe to eat)

Home is where you have to wash a pile of dirty dishes

Home is where you may or may not take a shower once a day

Home is where you tie your unruly hair in a messy bun and not even care a little

Home is where you can dress up like a cliche "labandera"

Home is where you don't have to do your own laundry (unless your mom tells you to)

Home is where your mother yells at you frequently for being lazy

Home is where you can be lazy and no one will judge you (your family not counted)

Home is when you literally go out of the house only one time in a whole week

Home is when you stay up all night

Home is when you sleep until noon

Home is where you kinda miss staying up for something productive like an exam (uh, maybe)

Home is where the most productive thing you do on a weekday is make merienda for everyone

Home is when you spend Sundays with a complete attendance in the house

Home is when you attend Holy mass with your family (and not completely alone with strangers)

Home is where you're slightly the stranger

Home is where it's always better than being in a dorm no matter what

Home is where you de-stress yourself

Home is where you can stress-eat by rummaging through cabinets and the fridge

Home is where you don't have to run to a cafe to buy a slice of cheesecake

Home is where you eat too much dessert

Home is where you just wanna stay everyday

But, no matter how sweet life is to be home,

Home is where you miss school and your college life away from home.

(Never thought I'd say that again after having four months of summer vacation last year. But somehow this academic shift, where sembreak and Christmas break are merged, made this break feel like it's way too long!!)