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Monday, February 2, 2015

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7 Signs you are Really Fucking Good at Being Socially Awkward

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After reading Elite Daily's  "11 signs you are really fucking good at being socially awkward" I figured I'll come up with a list myself, since I've got my fair share of experience.  I don't usually go out much and when I do, at times I really hit it off well with people but there are also a number of times that I get really, really awkward --- it's embarrassing.

And you'll know if you're like me when you do the following:

When recently introduce to a new set of people, you forget their names instantly. 

You shake their hands and pronounce there name: "Hi, ___"  but after saying it once, you completely forget about it.  After minutes of chit chat you feel silly for making a new friend, whose name you don't even know.  And since you really wanted to be friends with them and maintain contact, you ask their names again.

When conversation is taking off between you and 6 more people, and you find yourself not knowledgeable about the topic.  You just stare at them and look dumb, and then dumber.

Your eyes would be like ping pong balls moving from one person to the other because that's just the least thing you can do to create the illusion that you're still with them.  And to at least, participate you throw in a couple of nods, and blurt out "yes", when in fact you don't have a clue what they're talking about, and you would then feel dumber, and look dumber, so you just drool and swallow saliva, all that with your ping pong eye balls

When with a group that you recently get to know, you tend to act like a chicken without feathers.

Yeah sure you know some tricks to look confident.  Fake it till you make it remember.  The only problem is, you are oozing with awkwardness that you standing with both feet apart and with arms widely open and hands on your hips -- which supposed to give you an illusion of power -- would just make you look like an old lady with her hands on her hips, and with her adult diaper on, with only her adult diaper on.

When you try to suggest a venue to the group, you say it so boringly that you can put crickets to sleep.

"So guys I know this place down the street, I heard it's cool there."  You say that sheepishly and nervously your last words would go inaudible.  You just wasted your time and spent it by further proclaiming that you're indeed a freak.

When walking with them, you walk like you have a woodboard at your back.

Ok so you feel tense, it's pretty obvious by the way you walk and how your shoulders are way up high that it almost touches your ear lobes.  You may not know you've been doing it the whole time until the next morning.  You'd feel shoulder pains and wonder where you got it from.

When you're trying to start a conversation with someone, you don't start.

You try too hard to figure out what to say that you didn't notice that it had been already minutes.  Starting your conversation long after when you supposed to start one, doesn't make any sense at all so you just decide to shut up and do things that would look like you're having a ball like you whistle, you sing under your breath, you hum, you look away at the dark alley at the corner and look at it like it's Superbowl's half time show.

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When being in a conversation with someone your interest wanes down to a set of 2 front teeth.

Ok so you smile and nod because you want the other person to think that you're interested, and maybe because you really find the conversation interesting, well for the first 5 minutes that is.  After that you get bored, and not contribute to the discussion at all.  The only contribution you have is your 2 front teeth, ready to bite off the lips of a very boring and self absorbed person in front of you.

So here's my list and I've totally ticked all 7.  All 7 base on experience.  You probably have yours too.  Mind sharing? :)

Publisher: Shy - Monday, February 02, 2015

Sunday, February 1, 2015

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5 First thing-in-the-morning to-do's to Start Your Day Right.

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There could be plenty of things that goes in our brain as soon as we wake up, that or nothing at all.  If I'm not mistaken, we most likely think about what we need to be doing today.  Our deadlines, our reports, what to serve for breakfast and all the factors that demands attention from us.

Here are 5 things that you should do to make to make life better:

1.  Whisper the affirmation: Another day, another chance to make it better.  It's true that everyday is another opportunity to give dreams a chance to be acted upon or even thought of, give more clarity, shape and details to it.  The more we think about it, the more we slowly convince ourselves that this could be our calling.

2. Asking yourself life-provoking questions:  What am I here to do? How can I contribute more goodness in this world?  It's hard to think of ourselves as dead, so it is difficult to sink in the truth that our time is limited.  Unless you experience loosing a loved one, had a brush with death, you will never get to appreciate the time that you're living.

3. Breath in.  Countless of studies have proven that just the mere act of breathing in does wonders for the soul.  Come on, try it now and see for yourself what wonders I'm talking about.  And you're welcome.

4. Pray.  You don't have to be a part of  religious group to do this, nor do you have to composed one long prayer.  Just saying "thank you" is a prayer in itself.  

5. Stretch.  It loosens up the joints and get the blood running faster for just a few seconds. It has the same basic concept as with breathing.

Here are my 5 to-do's that works for me to start off my day right.  What's yours?
Publisher: Shy - Sunday, February 01, 2015

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

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10 Great Things About Being Single

I have been single for a few years now and I remembered that for the most part, I was longing for a companion.  I was longing to be in a relationship again.  And whenever I am in a relationship, I've had thoughts that I was happier when I was single.  It seems now that I've never been satisfied of where I am. Longing for better, happier, bigger, richer robs me of the joy of the present.  So I've vowed to be happy and contented, irregardless of the relationship status or bank account.  Slowly, I've come to learn this.  Slowly, I've come to love the process.

Thinking of that now, I've come to realize that being single isn't really that bad after all.  I've come to embrace the joy that I remembered having before getting this in sticky situation called relationship.

1.  Freedom to go anywhere I want, anytime.  If you plan to go somewhere, you wouldn't need to ask permission to anyone (given that you're of age), other than my parents of course.  And when you're at it, you wouldn't have to feel in a hurry to go home because "you're missing someone".

2.  No Drama.  The only drama that would occur are when pimples start appearing on your nose, lost cellphones, problems at work, and gaining that 5 kilograms over Christmas.

3.  Low battery?  No problem.   No one's going to text you that much anyway apart from friends of course.  You wouldn't have to load all the time too.  The only time it goes  low bat is after 4 days of using and not using it.  That's it.

4.  More girl bonding.  What's more fun than being with your girls and spending more time with them doing anything from fabulous to the silliest of things.  Building this bond would not only support your sisterhood, it also makes your life a lot more colorful and exciting.

5.  Focus on Career.  This is the best time for you to fly high and pursue those dreams that have been staying too long on your bucket list.  Work in another city and learn the ropes of the job and of living in a new place.  While in it, get more friends, and network like crazy.

6.  You can network like crazy.  No one would ask you who this guy is and why have you added him on facebook.  With you being available, you can network to as many kinds of people as possible.  Choose the ones who would give more value to your life and the ones who would give you that much needed leverage that would take you a step closer to your dreams.

7.  Eat whatever you want and not feel guilty about it.  Of course, it's also true when you're in a relationship.  But with you being single, you wouldn't have to worry if someone had noticed that extra pounds you gained because you spent your entire weekend emotional eating.

8. Have time to Reinvent Self.  Although this is also possible when you are in a healthy relationship, it's just easier when you're single because there isn't any resistance from you or from a special someone.  When you're tied up with a guy, you would second guess if he likes it or not.  If you're single, you can go as extreme as you want.

9.  More time to do what you want alone.  If painting and reading is your passion.  You have plenty of time indulging in these creative and mind stimulating pursuits.  There wouldn't be an urge to check on your cellphone to see if your guy messaged you or not.

10. Date as many guys as you want.  Meet different guys from different backgrounds and see who suits you the best.

Publisher: Shy - Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Monday, January 26, 2015

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Moving Forward on Being 30

It has been more than a month since I turned 30 and ever since then I feel more in tune with myself.  Knowing more that I'm indeed a woman or at least what I hope I'll be.  Is it late for me to think of this?  Or maybe why just now that I've got this womanly thought in mind? Is it because I overindulged in the wallows and wonders of being carefree and just having fun which for me is just hanging out, riding through the current, just staring blankly at the horizon, looking at the sides, up and front again.  You know how you search Facebook mindlessly pulling you to click this, and that, and next thing you know hours has already passed.  Many great read, few friends you've touched based with again, from up and down the scroll you've gone through countless times. Nothing really has been achieved, nothing that would really moved you forward in life.  And that's really how I've been probably how I've spent a portion of my life on the past years.  Checking stuff, peeking into it and moving on to the next cool stuff.  It was entertaining and sometimes boring, but yet I never fail to get distracted.  There's a lot of interesting things out there that I'd want to spend my time just poking on to it.

Now that I've turned 30, I've slowly feel the urge to paddle my own way around and go see things that I really wanted to see rather than just seeing what is appearing before me.  While that sounds exciting it's pretty colossal to go places where you know that there are tons of them that you want to see.  So then I'm still learning to stay focus, and accept that not everything in life I can experience. I'll just have to trudge a way that I want to be my life, no poking on other routes anymore, just looking ahead, moving forward, and staying there.

Publisher: Shy - Monday, January 26, 2015

Saturday, January 24, 2015

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Quick Trip to the National Museum: Get Up Close and Personal with the Spolarium

Late post again.  But since I have some pics in my drive, I figured to share this with you so hopefully you can visit this place if and when you are here in Manila, and if you are in Manila and still haven't been here, I strongly recommend this place.

Here are the reasons why:

1, You witness the Spolarium first hand and be in awe as to how big it is.  I covers almost the entire side of the room and mind you, the room is really big.  So you can only imagine how big it is.  

2. The place itself is well maintained and grandiose.  The limestone flooring and intricately designed metal railings were gorgeous that I had to take a feetsie. (My own term for feet selfie. Hello! LOL)

 3. The structure outside was phenomenal, I couldn't help but be proud of it.  Philippines represent!

4.  Aside from the Original Juan Luna Spolarium, another original favorite work of his is also here: The Parisian Life.

5.  The chandeliers in this place are fantastic and beautiful, giving this place a more sophisticated vibe.

6.  The glass paintings were also magnificent.

These were just few of my fave.  Try to find out what yours are when you get there.  And oh, let me now!

Publisher: Shy - Saturday, January 24, 2015

Friday, January 23, 2015

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Cam on to Pinto Art Museum Antipolo

Where have you been all my life?

I've had been to National Museum in Hongkong and I remembered being fascinated and mesmerized by the artifacts--- how they were saved and preserved through time, and how well these were presented to the public.  And as I was going through each paintings, and murals, while in my higher ups of admiration, I felt a sudden jab when I compared what I was seeing to what I had seen in museums back in my country.

"Why can't we have anything like this?"

"Do we even have great artists and if so why aren't they featured as well as artists here are featured?"

It saddened me but I managed to brush these thoughts aside so I can enjoy the moment of seeing art showcased the way it should be.

I thought that the art industry in the Philippines was a hopeless case, but all that changed when I came to Pinto Art Museum.  "Hey let's go to Pinto Art Museum." he said, I thought ok  and when shown a link on Facebook showing off just 2 or 3 pictures of paintings in a Grecian-inspired house, I figured, that doesn't look so bad.  With my memories of local museums I've been to before, I knew it was wise to keep my expectations low.

Good thing my expectations were low and good thing I just saw 2 to 3 pictures because when I got there, the place really blew my mind!

 Since I don't want to spoil the surprise, I consciously decided to post few pictures.

You'll thank me later.  

Don't forget to bring your camera.  There's tons of things to click.  My partner-in-crime and I were like kids in a park because there were just so much of greatness for our eyes to see.

Publisher: Shy - Friday, January 23, 2015

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

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Magic and Romance in Wisdom Path, Lantau Hongkong?

It was Dec. 6, 2014.  The day that I turned 29.  It was morning.  I was cold and tired after a long walk around the Giant Buddha, and even after that, I was still determined to power through to see the Wisdom Path.  My journey to the Wisdom path wasn't so enlightening.  It was just a very narrow path that's just formed by people waking on it for years. I'd say people lining up and walking along it, because that's how narrow it is, or at least that's how I perceived it too be.  My fear screwed up my reality that what I was seeing as a long, narrow brick road seemed to me like a scene in the Blair Witch project.

I'd second guessed myself a number of times if I was indeed walking on the right path.  I even went back as far as where the sign was and, even when there was a sign pointing on there implying that the path that I had been trudging is indeed the way,  I still asked some locals where the path is and with a reassuring nod I then head on once more.  It didn't took me long to have my doubts creep in again.  In my head I was thinking, what if there's some kind of puma hiding in the bushes, waiting for the perfect timing to pounce on me. What if there's some rapist around the corner seamlessly looking for a lone female travel a.k.a. me.  That freaked me out and turned away again.   

I'm not a psycho, but any woman with a sane mind would feel vulnerable walking down the path.  It was long and narrow and it's smack in the middle of a forest.  It would have been fine if I was with a crowd of people, but in this case, I was on it alone, and being a tourist spot I was expecting people if not going with me at least heading at the opposite direction, but while I was at it for what seemed like minutes, I didn't see anyone, which scared me.  So it could be a perfect place for a malicious person to drag me into the bushes without being seen by anyone.  And to remind you, I'm on this trip alone, so if I'll be missing, no one will notice.  So it was imperative to take extra, extra, caution.  So I had to dismissed it.

Listen, this Wisdom Path isn't worth my life!!! 

Good thing I saw an american family on their way to my supposed destination.  I asked the guy carrying a baby if I was in the right way to the Wisdom Path.  He confirmed what I already supposed to know, yet refused to accept.  Shamelessly I asked if I could go with them because I was too scared walking alone.

When we finally reached the site, he told me "See we're right all along.", in my mind he'd probably think I'm a weirdo.  And so you know how many times my mind had screwed up with me through my trip.  I said "Thank you." and walked my way up to the Wisdom Path, leaving them behind as they were sitting under a tree, resting.  

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There I saw another American travel talking to an asian traveler,  as the asian traveler left, we were the only ones there as I reached the middle part of the whole installation.  It wasn't long before we started a conversation.

His name was Frank, age 54.  Like how any conversation starts, we said our his and hellos, and then he pointed out that the writings etched on the wooden beams, explaining to me that those were Buddhist Sutras or prayers.  And like with any traveler meeting a new traveler, the "where are you from?" question was asked.  When I said Philippines, he then beamed and said

"Oh I've been to the Philippines before, I've volunteered at the peace corps...." hearing this I felt mesmerized and honored that he has been to my country, and felt deaf as I was thinking all these, and next thing I heard was...

"You know it's weird because the reason why I'm here is because of the Philippines."

We then looked at each other and had a second to contemplate EVERYTHING.

Ok we're smacked at the center of  Wisdom Path with us being there alone. Alone, while we were surrounded with so much mist and mystery.  And here this man, is talking about how the Philippines is the reason why he is in HK, and I am a Filipina.  

"What does this supposed to mean?"

This seemed like the perfect set up for a romantic love story, then violins and orchestra started pouring in.  

But wait what is this. No. Is this the universe playing tricks on us?  What's with this coincidence and with the ambiance.  Ok sir, but no.  And universe, stop it, this isn't funny.  And he probably thinks the same thing too.  And for a brief moment right there, we were back to traveler meeting traveler mode.  And bid our goodbyes soon after.

Funny how things sometimes seem right even momentarily and and then seemed entirely wrong at the blink of an eye.  Sometimes things aren't meant to be thought of deeply.  Sometimes things are just what they really are and nothing more.

I went on back again to the path I was freaking about not too long ago.  This time with the smirk on my face..."What the hell was that?"  Oh well. Moving on.
Publisher: Shy - Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Monday, January 12, 2015


Hidden Massage in Baguio

"Walang socket ano?" speaking to an Asian woman sitting by herself in the  lobby area.

 "Ugh socket? there's one right there." pointing at a socket just under the table.  And immediately I thought, ah ok, but got bothered a bit by her response.  Inglisera si ate lol.

After our few chances of chit chatting did I only discover that she really couldn't speak nor understand Tagalog.  She's Chinese by race but grew up in Holland.  

Her name is So.  

It was only over breakfast when she spotted me sitting alone (as usual) in the Inn's kitchen did we had a chance for a longer than usual conversation.  

She was around the area trying to place an order of her own.  Shortly after my breakfast came in, she offered to join me.  Thank God I've got company!  So of course I said, sure!  

From our talk, I discovered that she had done research on sexual workers in China and told me that prostitution there is a taboo and had to hide it in establishments such as"videoke bar", "massage parlor" to name a few.   I was shock to hear this because for all I know, there are red light districts in China.  

So on my last day, as I was in a taxi on my way to the bus terminal I saw an ad that draw my attention:"Hidden Massage".  What an irony that is.  Surely it screams seedy.  I'm quite sure what kind of service it offers.  With a signage like that?  I couldn't be wrong.

Publisher: Shy - Monday, January 12, 2015
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