Exactly two years ago, I was in my first trip while I was doing my student exchange. Ange, Cham, Anj and I went to the Loire Valley where we were able to go to different châteaux and one of the more interesting ones we went to was le Château du Clos Lucé.
Located in the quaint city of Amboise, le Château du Clos Lucé was said to be where Leonardo da Vinci spent the last few years of his life. In the château, you can visit various rooms such as the bedrooms, kitchen and different halls. Continue reading “My First Encounter of Da Vinci”
One of the dilemmas I have with owning an instax is where to place all the prints. At first I thought I could just keep them in my wallet but eventually I had more and more shots. I kept them all in a random box but eventually I realized it looks so tacky to just keep them in a box. Continue reading “My Polaroid Album”
Today’s the 5th day of our weekend. Originally, we were only supposed to not have work last Monday (Quezon City Day) and today (Ninoy Aquino Day). Due to the arrival of a typhoon (or storm, not quite sure with the classification),
work was called off yesterday, we were advised to just work from home. Quite happy that meetings yesterday didn’t push through. I’d feel pretty bad if my colleague had to risk her life going to the meeting as she’d come from a place already flooding (I think). Continue reading “This Unproductive Weekend”
It has definitely been a while since the last time I woke up early on a Sunday morning, get a bowl, fill it with cereals and milk, and just enjoy the peace of the a new day. In fact, I think last time I did was back in Italy during the best year of my life (as of today).
While I was enjoying my bowl of cereals I couldn’t help but take the time to do some morning reflection. When I used to play the violin, I remember stage fright getting the best of me during recitals. Sadly, it always showed when I made mistakes in front of the nuns, guests, parents and my peers in St. Paul. There were times when I had to design for projects, papers or presentations in college, I encounter creative blocks which really frustrated me. Continue reading “It’s That Kind of Sunday Morning”
I can still remember that time when I was introduced to Starbucks. I was 9 or 10 years old and my parents were craving for something sweet after a Korean dinner with my dad’s friends. I can’t quite remember what I drank but I remember it was an iced drink. I remember I told myself I’ll never drink anything from Starbucks because I didn’t enjoy that one drink. I was introduced to frappuccinos a year after and ever since, I’ve been a fan.
I distinctly remember starting to shift from frappuccinos to actual coffee/latte/macchiato when all of my peers labeled themselves as coffee drinkers when in fact they would just drink mocha/chocolate/caramel/strawberries and cream frappuccinos. Haha! I even remember starting to collect for Starbucks planners even before planners became an in thing among my peers. And no, this is not my way of saying that I have started being a fan even before Starbucks and their planners became a thing. Continue reading “The Starbucks Card”