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January 19, 2016

Social media at its finest: catering to the laziest of human beings via dating apps. No offense to those that actually found their soulmates on Tinder or Ok Cupid. These dating apps have become such a trend now because, well, it’s convenient.

Inspiring story – a friend of mine introduced me to one of the dating apps she’s used after she met her now boyfriend via the app. She’s a single mom too and on this dating app, she met someone who’s totally into her, maybe even in love with her, her having a kid and all and not only that, bonus: the guy is also good looking. He’s from Australia and after months of chatting and video calling, the guy decided to come to the Philippines so they could finally meet. They hit it off big time. Us friends also got to meet the boyfriend and he’s really nice, awfully nice. Now, they’re set to be engaged, planning to marry next year and move to Australia. Sounds too good to be true? But yeah, it did happen.

So me, bored as hell as usual, downloaded the app just to see how these dating apps work, I guess. You put in a username, think of something catchy or unique and post a very pretty version of you or maybe just a picture of your red hair and fill in sarcastic nonsense on your bio. Set up your Instagram on public because you don’t really post pictures on Facebook (sometimes even linking your about me to your blog just for traffic haha). You’re actually quite being a salesman here, selling your product (yourself) to potential “customers.” And after you’ve set up your account, you’re greeted with a surge of faces of men you’ve to scroll through.

I’ve come across all sorts of men although I’ve never met any of them for real. I’m not sure I’m up for that. All types, such as:

Perverts (mostly perverts, god there’s a ton of these on dating apps) where they message you and send a picture of their dick and asking you to sext? I mean really, that fast or just desperate? Welcome to loserville.

Racists, like when they see your pretty picture and they message you and make small talk but since they didn’t read your profile, they find out later on you are Filipino and they are like “Ah no, I’m not sending you money” or “You are not getting a green card through me,” I mean seriously, what the fuck? Like I need your money? I don’t.

Then there’s the occasional delusional, some are not even on the criteria you set. They shower you with all sorts of fantasy, they make you feel special, talk to you like you’re a queen and tell of building an empire and shit and ask you to get married. And you’ve talked for less than 24 hours. It’s quite funny actually.

There’s also these annoying, gross looking locals. Don’t you get that I’m just not interested? I mean you could have combed your hair, got a haircut or got your cavity-stricken teeth to the dentist. Please.

There’s also the wannabe mysterious guy aka creepy. He doesn’t have a clear picture of himself, no clear profile, doesn’t tell you what he does, nada. Just asks all sort of things about you. I mean, dude, what are you trying to get at?

But it’s not all that bad. I’ve made quite a few friends (I’d like to believe they are friends), friends who actually make sense and it’s good to talk to someone about interesting stuff like culture, astronomy, aliens, human evolution, Mars. Some of them, you have a deeper connection, them being able to listen to your rants. It’s nice talking to these type of strangers, they’re like your best friend, only different. They give you non-biased advice and they also don’t judge. Well I guess because whatever they know about you is just through the thread of conversation you have. They know you on what you decide to let them know. And they too, show a little part of them and you start to build a totally different world apart from reality that only fit the both of you.

I’m not looking to be in a relationship, I’ve got my hands full on so much more important things so I’m not really sure what I was doing on those dating apps besides curiosity and maybe boredom. I guess, sometimes you just fall in love with the idea of being in love. The attention, the “making you feel special” feeling, the pointless conversations, even the random questions like “do you like pancakes” or “does your apartment have a view” or “why’s your couch purple” that somehow make it close to being normal and familiar and real. I think it’s okay to daydream sometimes.

I’ve actually met someone who I really connected with, he’s inspired most of the poetry I’ve written recently. He’s taught me a lot of things about life and survival and the guy’s funny too. He’s like my girl friend, like I could bitch about work or the wrong size of the dress I purchased online and he’d give me all these chuckle stickers, I could tell about random stuff that goes on my day, laugh about dogs on treadmills trying to cheat on the workout or that squatty potty video of rainbow unicorn poop, comfortable to the point of humiliating myself by singing songs off key. But then let’s be real, this social media platform–your world is boxed around a five-inch screen. It would have been different if you were facing each other, talking over a cup of coffee. After months, you just run out of things to talk about. Maybe because you really don’t know each other on a more personal level even if you’ve already exchanged personal experiences, even talking about heartache and other serious stuff. I don’t know. But it eventually happens, you will reach that point. Just like when a couple falls out of love, you just run out of things to say.

What I’m pointing at is these dating apps, you can’t really find love here if you’re really searching for love or romance. Temporary maybe, yes. That fairy tale fantasy of having found “the one.” Well, at least that’s how I feel. I mean you just don’t get to choose a face with a really interesting profile and make real a daydream. It takes more than just a set of words. It takes intimacy. Like how his rough hands feel on yours when you finally hold, even the energy emancipated from the space between the driver’s and passenger’s seat when you go out for a drive. It’s different when you get to know a person in a more tangible manner, seeing up close how his pupils dilate when he gets embarrassed or how his nose twitch when passing a flower shop displaying chrysanthemums because he’s allergic. It’s just different.

This love thing, it’s not fast food. The ugly part is those who take part or join these dating apps are somehow reduced to the likes of commodities wherein someone (or you) picks out what’s easy on their eyes and suits their taste.

So yeah, in my opinion, (others may think otherwise), these dating apps tend to sensationalize love or romance because it’s convenient. It’s also some sort of instant gratification, validating your feelings of being attractive when you have notifications of mutual likes (yay! would you believe somebody actually likes me!) and lessens the fear of rejection because you wouldn’t really know who doesn’t like you.

But you are more than just a category or criteria on an app, you are more than just a pretty thumbnail. It’s somehow become a battle between reality versus the substitute we are confusing it with.

What’s sad is it’s very addicting (lol).




These are all just my opinion from personal experience, like some sort of social experiment maybe, I don’t know. It’s actually worked for two of my friends, one’s married, the other engaged. It may or may not work for others. And to date, I’ve deleted all those dating apps. 


Oh October

November 6, 2015

That month when family was almost complete.

First up, my cousin’s wedding. Just some random photos.


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Special thanks to:

HMUA – Jan Nicole Puentevella Uy
Coordination and Event Styling – May Lee Wedding and Events
Photography – Digital Arts Photography
Video – Yellow Light Studio
Cake – The Cake Room
Photobooth – Mike’s Photobooth
DJ – Leandro Zayco
Acoustic Band – Aire Band
Host – Dani Dingcong

Official Photos and Videos:

Digital Arts Photography:


Onsite Photo

Yellow Light Studio:

Engagement video


Next stop: chill at La Vista Highlands


La Vista Highlands Resort

Eco-Translink Hwy, San Carlos City, Negros Occidental

+639228680463 (Manilyn) or +639173216704 (Albert)

Next Stop: Dumsville! Haven’t set foot since God knows when and finally.. Was supposed to go whale watching in Oslob but weather did not permit us so we stayed in Dumaguete City instead.

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Last stop: Pura Vida, Dauin

That much needed beach escape.


And I’m missing my cousins and the rest of the fam already.






September 4, 2015

When I opened my Facebook account today, feeds about a drowned boy kept popping up. I know it’s click bait, but I clicked on the bait.

And I’ve been ugly crying here.

“A 3-year-old boy named Aylan Kurdi and his 5-year-old brother, Galip, were photographed face down in the surf Wednesday morning. They both reportedly died on a boat that capsized while carrying them to the Greek island of Kos. The brothers were attempting to reach Canada, where their aunt lives.” – BuzzFeed

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The images are so heartbreaking. I cannot even begin to think about my almost 2 year old boy experiencing the struggle from the violence this little Aylan must have faced in a place he supposedly called home, escaping and fleeing in terror, hopeless and cold in a tiny boat until it tragically capsized and he and his brother washed ashore to a foreign land, lifeless.

3 years old. It’s so unfair.

How privileged are my children for they do not know war or terror or starvation or death and they have the opportunity to laugh and play and learn. How fortunate are they to be sleeping in a warm bed at night and to wake in the morning and embrace another day of their young lives.

This too was little Aylan’s universal right. To wake up in the morning and greet the face of his family. To help himself to a sumptuous meal. To bask in the sun, play and get his hands dirty. To read nursery rhymes and fairytales. To learn how things work, how plants grow. To go to school and have friends. To grow up. To experience love and pain. To live.

All these taken away too soon because of selfish and heartless government and laws. We live in such a cruel world and at the expense of the innocent.

So tonight, after an eventful day at work or from wherever you are coming from, do a little extra. Shower your little one with kisses and hug him a little tighter. Appreciate that you have the TIME to watch their chests rise and fall when they sleep, to read to them, to sing to them. To see them learn to crawl and walk and jump and utter their first words, to call you Mama. To hear them cry and laugh. To look into their eyes, to hold their tiny hands. Express your love and be thankful.


How his story should have ended…

Photo source: Steve Dennis

And to the rest of the world, there’s something that needs to be done soon NOW. The urgency is palpable.

We don’t have to live in hate.




Love is Spelled T-I-M-E

July 23, 2015

Love is Spelled T-I-M-E

Love is wildly popular, in conversations and songs. Everyone believes in love, at least we think so. But believing is not a problem. It’s the doing.

How is love best described? Self-sacrifice might be the higher definition: “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends” (John 15:13). This thankfully gets us past warm feelings to costly actions. Dying for someone we love is the ultimate proof. What loving parent wouldn’t give his or her life for a child?

But as we break that life down into smaller increments, it is simply made up of time: minutes, hours, days, and years. We may be ready to sacrifice blood for our beloveds in times of crises, but not always our precious day-to-day time. We can imagine ourselves as the parent hero in some big screen moment, but can we also play a big part in the daily routine?

Time is the currency of all relationships. It’s precious because we all get only twenty-four hours per day. Once we spend an hour, we can’t recapture it—it’s gone forever. If we spend an hour or two with our children, we can’t spend those same hours on anything else. The hour is sacrificed for them. It’s gone.

Doing the math, 2 hours a day equals 14 hours a week, about 56 hours a month, which becomes 730 hours a year. Spread over 20 years, this means 608 full days, almost two years of our lives.

But it takes more than two hours a day to raise children. The average grade school child demands three to five hours a day. This isn’t even quality time; it’s just busy time.

An infant and toddler demand even more. Those early years are front-loaded with urgencies. The teens through the twenties have back-loaded demands in worry alone, over friends, dating, college or career, and other almost-adult choices. Going from worry to hurry to a slower “hang” time is costly.

Time, time, time is the high price of a loving parent, but who has time? Jan and I believed that if we invested our time heavily in our kids while young, we would give them a growing deposit from which to draw when they were older. It was a calculated risk we were willing to take.

Source: Mark and Jan Foreman (parents of Jon and Tim Foreman or Switchfoot) and David C Cook, Never Say No, Raising big-picture kids; please visit




Session | Verdeflor Family (by HM Veñegas)

June 2, 2015

Family – Where life begins and love never ends.


Family is not an important thing, it is everything. – Michael J. Fox



“Each of our lives will always be a special part of the other.”

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“You remember where I’ve been, respect who I’ve become and encourage me where I’m going.”


“Children are the keys of paradise.” – Eric Hoffer


“Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.” – Susan Scarf Merrel



“Even though we appear to be sewn in a different pattern, we have a common thread that won’t be broken-by people or years or distance.”



“No closer bond of friendship is to be found than the love shared between brothers.”


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“Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life!”– Albert Einstein



“There’s nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or more happy. Or more exasperated. Or more… secure.”– Jim Butcher



“A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no aw, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.” – Agatha Christie

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“Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.” – Henry Ward Beecher


“What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family.”– Mother Teresa

Photo courtesy: HM Veñegas




His Mercies Are Always New 

May 7, 2015

Every day is an opportunity to start over. How fortunate of us, we should be grateful.

Sharing Day 339 of the reading plan I am currently on from Joyce Meyer: Promises for Your Everyday Life – a Daily Devotional

His Mercies Are Always New

Each day is a new opportunity to close the door on the past and experience a brand-new start. Even the fact that God divided the days into twenty-four-hour segments is evidence that we need to start over on a regular basis. There is always a new day, a new month and a new year. But in order for us to make use of these new beginnings, we must make a decision to do so.

Are you battling guilt and condemnation? Do you feel bad about something you did years ago or something that happened yesterday? No matter how much time has gone by, the past is still the past. What is done is done, and only God can take care of it now. Your part is to admit your mistake, repent, receive God’s forgiveness, and go on.

In Lamentations, the prophet Jeremiah encourages us with the news that God’s mercy is new every morning. Every day He gives you a fresh start. I’m so glad that God sends a new batch of mercy daily – we can decide to have a new beginning every day!

Prayer Starter: God, I’m so glad that You’re mercies are new every morning! I can start fresh every day because of Your love, mercy, compassion and faithfulness to me!

The faithful love of the LORD never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. (‭Lamentations‬ ‭3‬:‭22-23‬ NLT)





A day at the farm

April 3, 2015

Holy Thursday at the farm.

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Time well spent with loved ones.




To My First Born Son

March 25, 2015


My dearest Joaquin,

How time flies, it’s been 11 years and how you’ve grown! In just a few years, I’ll be having my own teenager.

I’m so proud on how you’ve turned out to be, being your own individual person. And I’m so thankful for you because you have taught me so much about life; you gave me a darn good reason to live; you showed me my purpose on this earth and yielded me towards the right direction.

And I am forever thankful to God because not everyone is as lucky as me to be blessed with a son like you. I know sometimes I may be a little too hard but I only want you to understand your mistakes so that you learn from them. I want you to see that you can dream big and I will always be here for you, to walk with you in every step you make to fulfilling those dreams.

Manong, you are loved. Don’t ever think otherwise. You and your brothers are my world and I would do anything, everything, to give you the best life you could possibly have.

I love you beyond words. Always remember that. Happy 11th birthday!






Happy Hearts | 2015

February 20, 2015

So every February, me and my friends agree to go to some random place together, either just here or out of the country. Haven’t joined them since forever but was fortunate enough to tag along this year.

This year they decided on Baguio.

Took the last flight out to Manila.

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Took the 3AM bus to Baguio.

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We made it to Baguio in less than 6 hours.

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Day 1

Caught up on some zzzs and had lunch at Cafe by the Ruins. They serve organic food and beverages. No junk here.

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We then went to see the Philippine Military Academy. Just so we get to see it I guess especially for the first timers (haha).

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Flowers were just sprouting all over. Lots of pretty.


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We had hot chocolate in the afternoon at Choco-Late de Batirol at Camp John Hay. Temperature went as low as 17C. Must try the traditional blend Chocolate de batirol, bibingka and turon de langka.

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Dinner at the Forest House. Loved their chicken skin!

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Day 2

Good morning! It’s Valentine’s day! ❤️


Started the day lining up at Good Shepherd. Must try their ube jam, strawberry jelly and chocolate crinkles.

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Had our lunch at Pizza Volante and went to the market after to buy pashmina shawls and blankets.

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We also went strolling at Burnham park and munched on a lot of street food. It’s Panagbenga festival the whole month of February so the park was full of floral displays.

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We also had our picture taken with Doglas, the largest St. Bernard in Baguio (so they claim).


Went to the spa and had our Valentine’s dinner after at Mario’s. Food is really good. Going to the spa was interesting too (haha).


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They also had this treat for the ladies.

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And to sum it all up, s’mores by the fireplace.

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My Valentine’s dates 😘

Day 3

Pack up to go back to Manila.

Strawberries sell at Php150.00 per box!

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Last stop…


Time to get lucky!


Day 4

Went shopping and had dinner with my loves at Clawdaddy before flying home to Bacolod the next day.


I may not be lucky in the romance department but I am very much fortunate with family and friends. I did not receive flowers or chocolates or whatever on Valentine’s day and it’s okay. This is enough, they are enough.

Until the next February adventure!



Additional bonus: Talked with my kids (via Viber) and they showed me their grades. I was one happy Momma. This has been the best Valentine’s treat I’ve had in years. Thank you God!


The Greatest Gift You Can Give

February 11, 2015

I never imagined that following Christ’s example could be so hard because being self-centered is being human. You cannot deny that most of the time, all we think about are our selves. It’s always about us. It’s always us that need to be taken cared of, to feel comfortable, to be understood. Being human is being insensitive and selfish. And being human opens up to disappointments and frustrations because, reality check, we don’t always get what we want.

I won’t be a hypocrite and deny that I do not enjoy watching the lives of people who’ve hurt me fall apart. But then, I know I am in no place to judge. After all, I am oblivious to whatever it is that they are going through. As the bible says in Romans 12:18-20,  As much as it is possible, live in peace with everyone. Don’t take revenge, dear friends. Instead, let God’s anger take care of it. After all, Scripture says, “I alone have the right to take revenge. I will pay back, says the Lord. But, “If your enemy is hungry, feed him. If he is thirsty, give him a drink. If you do this, you will make him feel guilty and ashamed.”

My journey to finding and being with Christ is far from accomplished. I will always act human. But knowing Christ and his teachings bring you to a place wherein you interact with peace. And being selfless, being sensitive, being considerate, being compassionate to not just your self brings about peace; peace of the heart and peace of the mind.

Being merciful and good, especially to your enemies, may be one of the most powerful things you have ever done. – Joyce Meyer

Sharing Day 243 of the reading plan I am currently on from Joyce Meyer: Promises for Your Everyday Life – a Daily Devotional

The Greatest Gift You Can Give

It’s the most outrageous thing. The more I think about it, the more amazed I am. It gives blessings that are undeserved and withholds punishment when it is deserved. It’s absolutely the greatest gift you can give someone.

This gift is called mercy. See, Jesus came to earth and gave us mercy, so we need to learn to give mercy to others.

By Christ’s example, we’re taught to love and pray for our enemies. We’re taught to be friendly to those who do not treat us as we would like to be treated. We are told to give to and care for the poor and helpless who will never be able to pay us back.

We can give to people who will give us gifts in return. But we’re more blessed when we choose to give to those who cannot pay us back, that’s giving mercy.

The greatest gift you can give God is to become more like Jesus. You can do that by treating others the way He treated you. Give those around you the greatest gift they could ever receive from you: mercy.

Prayer Starter: God, I thank You for the mercy that You selflessly give me every day. I choose now to give that mercy to others. Every chance I get, I will show them the mercy that You have shown me.

You must be compassionate, just as your Father is compassionate. (‭Luke‬ ‭6‬:‭36‬ NLT)


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