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10:30 pm. Just got back from a night out with my friends Anna and Janine, whom I only get to see during my vacations when I'm back home in CdO. Yes, I'm home at 10:30 PM. None of our get-togethers have ever ended this late. I know, it's very grade school. But this is how my high school barkada has always been: super innocent and holy. Not being sarcastic, I really mean it. With Manila friends, it's considered quite normal to have a beer or two and come home at 12. But when I'm with Janine and Anna, we just have Coke and come home early. We've never had any alcohol (as a group) and we never stay out past 9 (tonight was the exception). It's pretty incredible how even though we're all adults, we still behave like a bunch of grade schoolers. And to be honest, that's what I like about hanging out with them. Tonight, we met up at GC Suites and grabbed some 678 Chicken, had Korean ice cream at the movie place upstairs, and then walked a ...

omething I often joke about is my ridiculously low standard for food, or my inability to distinguish a gourmet meal from five-peso siomai sa kilid kilid. I remember when Rap and I ate some microwaveable pizza (that we had used as a prop in this video).  Even after we had heated it up, it still had a stiff crust, tough meat-like particles, and bland cheese. Simply put, it tasted really cheap. But I still liked it, even though Rap said it tasted like Freon . I didn't understand what he was talking about, because I'd never tasted Freon in my life. The pizza tasted pretty good, like a less delicious version of the pizza I used to buy from across school when I was a kid.          I will never forget the look of horror on Rap's face as I reached for another slice.          But as messed up as you may now believe my taste buds to be, they're actually not that far gone. Believe it or not, I actually do have som...

          I went to Syagit 2012 last night, and I only have one non-blurry picture to show for it:          For those who don't know, syagit is "scream" in Bisaya. I don't mean to say that to "syagit" is to "scream in Bisaya." The Tagalog counterpart of syagit is sigaw, and its English counterpart is yell, or shout. You get the picture.          But that's not important. Syagit 2012, the event, is a fiesta away from home for people who are from Cagayan de Oro and are now in Manila. It happens every August, during the actual fiesta of CDO. And it's always organized by UP Kagayhaan, which is this org in UP for people from CDO. Pretty specific, right?          On the plane coming here I sat next to this girl named Christine (or is it Khristine, or Karen) and we actually spent the whole flight talking. (It was the first time I'd ever had a real conversation with a stranger o...

Hi. Yes I know it's been ages since I last upated (nearly a month ago), but I'm making up for that with this long, picture-filled post about my day today.  I'm in CDO for the long weekend, and today just so happened to be my lola's birthday! To celebrate, the Capinpuyan family made an hour-long drive to my Uncle Mike's poultry farm in Alubijid. I've been to poultry farms before, and as much as I love getting to play with little chicks, I hate the smell and heat that comes with those visits. Today, luckily, I was in for a wonderful surprise. Uncle Mike and Tita Binky live in a home made out of container vans. I thought it looked really simple on the outside, but once I stepped inside, I was just amazed. Everything looked so shiny and new. And air-conditioned at that. There was even an HD TV and a PS3.  The food was so yummy too. I shouldn't have filled up on all those mini-burgers (goodbye healthy eating).  I spent the rest of the aftern...

  In which I attempt to summarize my three weeks of non-postage:           In NAIA 3, before my flight back home, I ate lunch at this Japanese place called Roku.  The waitress saw the box of cake I had on my table and asked if it was my birthday (it wasn't until tomorrow). Minutes later, this yummy plate of gyoza (or is it gyudon? IDK!) appears on my table. A birthday treat from Roku! It looked delicious but I was too full from lunch, so I saved it for my flight and ate it on the plane. It stank the place up but I didn't care because as far as they knew, I was the freaking birthday girl. Thank you, Roku!!! Rap's mom is so nice. She got me this pretty bracelet as a birthday gift!    After three years, my class finally organized a reunion. Not everyone was there of course, but it was still fun. We went for a bit of karaoke at Loreto's Grill, and then us girls went for some shopping at the Night Cafe. I should hire Angel as a...