This place is mind blowing beautiful.
What it's like to be me.
I just couldn't stop laughing. This video absolutely made my day.
(Thanks to Floyd for sharing)
My bike got stolen yesterday. Eli rode and left it unlocked at Golden Peak's car park. We never really bothered locking it because there was a guard, and we've left it there unlocked many times already and it was always where we left it -- until yesterday.
If you see a white Jamis 2009 Trail X2, please let us know if it fits this description:
This is how it looks:


I WANT MY BIKE BACK :((
Please help me find it...
Dear Fate,
You really need to improve your sense of timing. Like for example, when we are given a free night at Shagri-la Mactan, try to schedule it well so it doesn't fall on my goddamn bloody PERIOD.
Yours truly,
Sharon
We usually have a theme for the cookout but this one came out random. So random that I randomly decided to not cook anything and just eat.
Well, I toasted bread so I wasn't that useless.
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"The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." - Oscar Wilde
So there's an on going rumor in the office that I'm pregnant. All I could say about it was, "I am?"
Ehe.

Eli's camera ran out of juice early so I wasn't able to capture a lot of photos. Therefore, I shall steal some photos from friends to fatten this album up a lil bit.
Hurhurhur. Thanks to Aime's and Liliane's photo albums LOL
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As an adult, the thing I don't like about being sick is knowing that Royal Tru-Orange and Skyflakes don't cure it anymore...
the way it used to when I was a kid... because mama said so.
God must have enjoyed watching women get annoyed so much that he designed to fuck up our hormones for a certain period every month for his entertainment purposes.
First, his curly hair shaved off. Now, his being vegetarian.
This is Eli's first sushi and sashimi meal after a year of being vegan.
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The Outpost is located at 976-A Veteran’s Drive, Lahug, Cebu City but it would be more helpful for cab drivers if you tell them it’s near Neville Hills, just before Cosmopolitan. They’re more familiar with that description. Outside, The Outpost does not look like a restaurant or a bar at all—it looks like a house with a big balcony. That’s because it used to be house that was considered haunted and no one has lived there for years. Since it has been converted into a bar and restaurant, The Outpost has been one of the favourite hang-out place of local artists, musicians, eclectics, outdoor enthusiasts, music lovers and travellers.
Perhaps because of its history and structure of looking like a house, The Outpost has a very homey feeling. Another reason perhaps is that you’ll notice that most of its customers are not particular with how they dress and act. You don’t have to shave, put on make-up, or wear high-heels and all that jazz to go there. You can even wear your house flip-flops and you won’t feel out of place or dressed inappropriately. However, I think everyone would appreciate it if you at least take a shower if you haven’t showered since yesterday.
There’s a live band almost every night. The genre of music the bands that play at The Outpost are blues, jazz, rock, reggae, latin, acoustic but definitely no “show bands”.
As for food and drinks, The Outpost is relatively cheaper than most established bars and restaurants in the city. They have a wide variety of food, from Mexican, to Italian to Filipino. They also have vegetarian friendly food. My favourite so far is their Pasta ala Pesto and The Outpost Sampler. Beer and drink prices are very competitive and if you are feeling adventurous, you can mix your own at the bar. There’s no entrance fee and the staff are great.
Those who drive cars might find it hard to find parking because The Oupost doesn’t exactly have a gigantic car park. Most customers who can’t find space in the front yard usually have to park their cars by the side of the road, but pay attention when the guard starts yelling “TOWERS!” That’s one of my favourite sights too. When all these car owners dash to their cars to move it so it doesn’t get towed.
I remember back when we were kids and we'd write in each other's "slum book" and leave our friends messages such as "Please never change."
I have come to realize it is not right to tell someone to not change. People will change and so do our friends, and even our families. I change too. In fact I think I'm always changing. It doesn't matter whether for the good or for the worse. Circumstances and experiences cause us to always evolve. Do not take it against someone if they don't seem to be who you used to think them to be. They do not live for you, so do not expect them to always conform to your expectations. Let them grow in their own time and fashion. Do not expect the caterpillar to always stay a caterpillar.
Spent the new year with the couchsurfers who are in Cebu at the moment at Kris the Iceman's rooftop. There was so much booze for everyone that I was having 2 glasses of different kinds at one time and Eli got pissed drunk at around 2AM.
Racky, as usual, started a food fight that got people running here and there around the roof and Eli, as a result, lost his shirt because he took it off to avoid it from getting dirty.
Fireworks were going off in the wrong places and sent everyone running for cover in the safest area they can find, like on the head of the person sitting on the sofa in the corner for example.
Then we all went to the Iceman's room to, err... rest. We broke his bed that was worth a month's rent instead.
Eli and I went home happy drunk.
Photos below. Some were stolen from Aime's and Racky's albums teehee!
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