To love at all

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.” –C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

AA Goes Pastel

In the name of all that is good and right in this world, would you look at this beautiful collection?! I pick the best times to be broke. I really do.

Throwback

Besides my History paper, getting a haircut is currently on the tippy top of my to-do list. This was in October 2011, during sembreak, when I went to Hong Kong with a few friends. I remember thinking it was the perfect length then and I still hold the same sentiment.

Spot the plum nailpolish and my one-piece feather earring! And how awesome is that psychedelic skull at the back?

at Coyote Bar and Grill, Hong Kong

Japanstagram

It was my pleasure to have spent Christmas break in this country. I haven't been to Japan since my first visit in Tokyo when I was 12. This time around, my family and I explored Osaka, Nara, Kyoto, and Kobe. Organized and systematic cities, beautiful history and culture, accommodating people, and great fucking food–what's not to love?
In just eight days I've managed to reaffirm the fact that I'm truly a kuishimbo, a grubber, someone who enjoys eating good food (a fat-ass, essentially).

From my expedition, I give you Japanstagram–captivating sights and tasty dishes I enjoyed in the land of sushi.
Although, there is no actual photo of sushi.
Nor were the photos taken on Instagram.

Yeah, She Squats.

There are times when I come across some really amusing things on the internet that I cannot resist sharing. This is one of them. It's not my cup of tea but it's bound to be someone else's. A great ass morning to whoever that might be.

Yeah, She Squats.

TT / Back from the dead

Bonjour world (and by world I mean my mom. Hi mom).

Finally back from the dead!
Previously in my life, I had a hipster photoshoot with Arthur T and Bell J, headed model management of AJMA Shindig 2013 and became best friends with the bathroom floor afterward (we hit it off pretty well), won first runner up in Love Dancelebration with the best team ever, created perhaps the most beautiful and touching promotion material I have ever worked on to date, and danced like a hoe in front of my parents for the last CADs Year End Concert. Living on the edge: someone's gotta do it.

It's the final stretch before a whole summer of some much needed R&R. I've got Sorsogon and Boracay lined up–pretty exciting first month. I'm three requirements away from finishing this school year and the nostalgia is kicking in. It's been one hell of a ride and if it turns out to be my last year in Ateneo, I have no regrets.

On another note, sometime this week I'll get my first ever lomo film developed, which will definitively decide my future as a hipster photographer. For now, I'll share some inspiration that's been cooped up in my laptop for far too long. Enjoy.