Skydiving in Cebu

Before the big jump!

Last December, a friend asked if I wanted to join Skydiving in Cebu. I said yes, thinking that the trip wouldn’t push through anyway. Even after booking flights to Cebu, reserving hotels, depositing down payments, I was still thinking that it would be cancelled. I can’t back out and be a pussy. It was part of my ‘Things to Do’. I never imagined that I could jump out of a plane, 10 000 ft above sea level. Yet here are photos to remind me that I was crazy enough to do just that!!!

Bantayan Island from the propeller plane as we ascend to 10,000 ft. No turning back!

To be honest, the plane ride was scarier for me than the actual free-falling. You can hear the roar of the plane’s engine, as you sit on the airplane floor, strapped to the diving instructor. And as the plane ascends to 10,000 ft, the winds get stronger and their howls get louder, it was as if they’re telling me that skydiving is a bad idea. Then add my paranoid, overthinking mind, and you have 15 minutes of pure terror.

Chillax-ing while free-falling yo!

It was 2 minutes of free falling and I didn’t feel that pull in my tummy. Or maybe I did, but I failed to notice.  I was overwhelmed by the wonderful view of Bantayan Island and the cold wind rushing to my face. I was just smiling the whole time. I still can’t believe that I did that!!! But I’m glad I experienced it.

Thumbs up after the instructor opened our parashoot
Touchdown! Adrenaline rush and extreme happiness after the jump.
That jump costs Php 18K. And add the hotel in Bantayan, for 2 nights (2000-2500 per night), fare going to Bantayan from Cebu City (around 600 one-way), meals (150 per meal), and rent for the motorcyle to go around the island (300-500). My responsible-money-conscious self is shaking her head silently. Haha! But it was worth it. Pramis! 😅


The crystal stars are all over my hair
I hear the waves crashing against the shore
The pinch-like feeling in my heart
They remind me that I don’t matter
There’s a sea of stars above
Each of them bigger than us 
Their brilliance mocks me
We are nothing but a speck of dust…

Swimmin With The Stars

I never thought I’d experience swimming with stars. I’ve been to Liwa Zambales last year, but I didn’t fully appreciate its beauty then. But my visit last weekend showed me how great the place was.

It was a few weeks ago when my friend, Joan, and I decided to go the beach. There was no definite plan. Just a goal: to spend the weekend with the sand, sea, and sun. 
Getting there was not that easy. It was a good 4 hour drive from Manila. And to reach Kuya Bot’s place, we turned left somewhere along the highway. It was a struggle for us. Because our signal light was broken then. Haha. And it was a dusty and lonely road, I never imagined that there would be ‘resorts’ further along. But it was the best place to go to when you need a break from the hustle and bustle of the city life. The gigantic trees in the area have a calming effect on me. And the beach! I love it. It was not crowded.

Every now and then we’d see some plastic floating but we’d fish that out. Liwa beach is too precious for us to destroy. I realized this when we decided to indulge ourselves with some night dip. 

There were tiny glowing things on the shore. And when you’re in the water, you’d see more of them. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. I wish I have a camera that could capture that moment. I’ve said ‘Amazing’ more than a hundred times that night. I never thought I’d experience that. Swimming with the phytoplanktons was the best! It was like swimming in a sea full of stars. 🙂


There are mornings when I wake up and wonder if it really happened at all. Or a humid summer night when I can’t recall how you look as you give me a toothy smile while you’re driving. Maybe one of these days, I will not be able to remember how my name sounds like when you pronounce it. When I start to feel this way, I open my pandora’s box and look at the proof that you existed. The happiness, the chaos, and the insanity. You were here. You may have left, but your memories are still here. You are with me, wherever I go.


Making sense of what I feel is like figuring out unrolled threads of different colors; you don’t know where a certain color starts and ends.
There is anger, pain, grief, regret…
And tons of other adjectives that is synonymous to losing you.
I will never ran out of words to describe how each and every day is never the same without you.

Gusteau’s Crab Hauz, General Santos City

Gusteau's Crab Hauz, General Santos City
Gusteau’s Crab Hauz

Whenever I’m in General Santos City, my friends would always recommend to eat tuna. But frankly, I don’t like it (except for the sashimi). That’s why I’m grateful for my friend Ria, for coming over to Gensan just to see me! She introduced me to Gusteau’s Crab Hauz.

Gusteau's Crab Hauz, General Santos City
Gusteau’s version of Crabs in Garlic and Herbs *drools*

Honestly, I think Ria went there for the food trip. Visiting me was just her excuse. Admit it! haha. Oh well, even I would visit Gensan just for crabs. Personally, I prefer the basic steamed crabs over the seasoned crabs with sauce and stuff. I used to think that the sauce masks the original crab flavor. But the Crabs in Garlic and Herbs made me question that preference. The sauce was the best! I can eat two cups of rice with it alone. And the flavor penetrated the shell. It was incorporated in the crab meat. I am drooling just by thinking about it. huhu. I wanna go back there now!!!!

Gusteau's Crab Hauz, General Santos City

We also tried their steak. It was okay. I would’ve liked it more if they haven’t served it in a sizzling plate. I was worried that the medium-well steak would turn out to be well-done so I ate it quickly. I haven’t had the time to savor it as much as I did with the crabs. But don’t worry, we’ll be back to try more of this. They have the Steak-All-You-Can for only Php 699.00!!!

Steak-all-you-can for Php 699 only!!!

 Thanks for coming over Ri! I love you! <3 <3 <3

Gusteau's Crab Hauz, General Santos City


“Where are you?”

Then you’d send a picture to prove that you’re indeed home. I’ve collected a couple of your selfies with your watch in your face, love. You look so adorable in all of them. I wonder, did you send these photos to them too?

Lullabies: Losing You by Lang Leav

I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse, and I wasn’t going to be okay for a very long time.

Because losing someone isn’t an occasion or an event. It doesn’t just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you, or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish I could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose you all over again.
Excerpts from Lullabies by Lang Leav.