Once I visited an unknown and very beautiful island. It was popular, I heard about it a million times yet once I arrived it captivated my heart. Words ran out to describe its beauty. It was surreal. Its water was inviting and before I knew it, I found myself diving into it. Then it dawn on me, I couldn't swim. So there I was, mesmerized by the island's beauty, dived into its waters without hesitation, and now drowning. "I might die today but heck I will die in the arms of beauty," I thought. I was in the middle of this thought when someone grabbed me. Someone took me out of the water and swam me back safely to the shore. Someone saved me and asked me to admire the island's beauty first. Savored every sensation it has to offer. And so I did. Afterwards, he taught me how to swim, he taught me how to enjoy the island's water. He taught me to understand its mood. Then, encouraged me to swam further. Encouraged me to explore more. I swam and swam. I was pretty confident now that I wouldn't drown, or if I did, someone was there to save me. I swam further and further until I noticed that he was now ashore. He was just there standing, looking at me looking tired. I tried to swam towards him, but when I reached the shore, he was gone. I stared back at the ocean, its beauty stared back at me. But this time, the feeling was different. Something strange happened. Now I noticed the danger of coming to the island. The danger that though I was equipped with the knowledge of it and have learned how to swim, I now fear testing the waters again. Because now I know that the water is too deep and I've lost the confidence to swim into it again.

I've been in erratic shifts since January and I must say it's messing my body clock completely! Totally messed up! Okay, let me explain it to you. We have four shifts in the our department and each shift goes on for two weeks. Like I'll be in 8 am-5pm shift for two weeks then next shift will be 3pm-11pm shift. See, what I mean? Not complaining though because it is work. And I love what I do, but the monster in me unleashes when I'm doing the morning shift. You see I'm not really a morning person. So for me, morning shift is a curse. Hahaha! Listed below is advantage and disadvantages I've observed during morning shift.

For this year I've changed my notebook thrice. I don't know if it's just me or others experienced this, but I have to find the suitable notebook for me. And until then I can write into it diligently. Or not? Haha. I have to find that "one" perfect notebook because it really serves a lot of purpose to me. You see, I only not write in it but I post and glued a lot of stuff there. Hence, this year I finally found the "one." I just a bit personality to it.

I glued some pieces of origami paper because I find it boring if I just wrapped it to one. Somewhat similar to decoupage. :)

How can a wonderful trip could end so soon? Don't pull me, Reality. :/

My best friend's parents are a huge fan of Forevermore, so basically that was the main goal for our second day.

My best friend celebrated her 29th birthday and as a treat for the whole family she planned for a Baguio trip. And yes, her family adopted me for this trip. This is not my first time in Baguio but still I enjoyed it like it was my first time.

DAY 1

Lion's Head
Pink Church
Station of the Cross
Tam-Awan Village
Good Taste Restaurant