Fat Ria

I wasn't always the Diyosa that I am now. And I was inspired by Kuya Andrew to look for old embarrassing photos. We all need to laugh at ourselves sometimes. I usually cringe when I see these photos but what the hell... looking back is so much fun. Here are some photos from years ago... when I had a 38 waistline and scared of the weighing scale. MANAS LOOK FTW! So funny! And it's obvious I lacked the confidence and didn't have the Diyosa attitude I have now. :)

To the One Who Broke My Heart

Dear you, It's been a year since I chose to break down my "force field" and let you into my life. A year since I chose to silence my nagging brain and listen to my stupid heart instead. A year since I chose to love you and let myself be hurt. You broke my heart, and in a way, my spirit. Insecurities re-surfaced and I was brought back to the reality that no matter how great a person I try to be, not even when I try my best to please people, I cannot force them to choose me or love me. My pride was hurt. And I felt challenged. So I chose to stick it out. Hoping that maybe this time, I will what I deserve. That maybe being the better choice, the better person will pay off. But alas! Like how most of my life has been, I didn't get what I think I deserve. No matter how hard I tried to be good, to be better, you didn't choose me. It took me a long time to let go. And I must admit there's still a part of me that won't let go. I have moved on,…

36 Hours

The past few years, I tend to either get bored out of brains or do crazy things on Holy Week. This year, as with last year, I did a crazy thing: stay awake and active for 38 hours. What started out as a simple get together with our poker friends ended up as a saga of stamina, strength, and willpower. I woke up 3 pm Thursday and started preparing to go out with my friend for the planned 4 pm meet-up. I got to sleep at 5 am of Saturday. What happened within those 36 hours of being together was nothing short of Big Brother-ish. Some of us went home for an hour or so to take a bath and change clothes. Some were not around for more than half a day. But most of us were just there, with each other. There were around 10 or so guys in the group, but only two of us girls. Most of us are in the same age group, late twenties to early thirties. And there were several points when I asked myself "How did I get to this point in my life and how did I even get to be friends…

Kalilangan Festival in General Santos City Day 5

A day after the Kalilangan Festival 2010 closed, we celebrated it's success with a farewell beach shindig at Maasin, Saranggani. We hied off to the beach with Orman, Avel, Marell, Direk Dino, and Marz. We camwhored, chatted, and aaate. There was ice buko, lechon baboy, pansit, lechon manok, bopis, and many other food. I binged since it was going to be my last day before the no rice month of March. And I enjoyed eating. If only everybody else didn't eat so fast, I wouldn't have stopped. After the delicious lunch by the beach, we bid our goodbyes to our gracious General Santos City hosts. And with the promise of more adventures and festivals together, our group rode the van on our way home to Davao. Before going home, we dropped by Robinson's Place to buy pasalubong and some coffee to wake up our spirits. But our tired bodies and minds gave up and most of us slept on the way home. We were tired... but still looking forward to our next visit to General Santos City.

No Softdrinks, No Iced Tea for February

I have decided to resolve to do something or not do something for each month of 2010. In keeping with the fitness movement among the Davao Bloggers, I have decided to have a healthy one this February. I resolved not to drink any softrdrinks or iced tea for an entire month. I have been doing great. Even when I eat fastfood, I don't drink soda. I also don't drink iced tea even when it's free and bottomless at the poker club. I kinda faltered during Humba Night last February 13 at Jim's house. They had 3 1.5 liter bottles of COKE ZERO! And ice! RAWR! Now I can't wait for February to end. I have already decided on what I will do for March. I won't eat rice. That will be so much torture! Wish me luck! Got any challenges for me to do for the following months? It may be anything such as watch a movie twice a week, write a poem once a week, or go home before 3 am everyday. Post your suggestions here. PS Suggestions for no alcohol or no boys won't be accepted. Haha! :P