EKsperiencing the Magic

Sometimes we just can't help but do what we were forbidden to do. And that's exactly what we did.

To make our OJT experience even more memorable, we decided to go to Enchanted Kingdom, despite having all the odds against us. We arrived at EK around 5 pm, and we got lost because we lost the bus would really pass by the amusement park. 

Experiencing the Magic for the first time.


The ferris wheel. too bad we didn't have time to ride it. 

Coz we got wet on our first ride. haha

Space Shuttle. My heart wouldn't survive this ride.

And wet we are again. :) 

Wishing well, Up Up and Away, Anchors Away (gasp), Merry Go round and Dodgem. 

Rialto Day and Night.

Don't forget to try the blizzard of DQ. haha

It really wont fall even if its already upside down. 

Jessel's Eldar Stuffed Toy. kawaii!

Right after surviving the Rio Grande.

After the log jam and I tell you, Lecza screamed like never before.


When it's time for us to go home, we found out that the shuttle service of SM has reservations and it's already full. Good thing Donna and I have a friend at Laguna who we met during our OJT stay at P&A. He instructed us where and how to go to the bus terminal. It really is all thanks to him that we were able to go home. And for that, thank you Aldrich! :)

Although we weren't able to make us of our unlimited rides pass, we all did have fun. Hopefully, we could return there again someday! haha

Special Greeting

I know I said that I'm gonna post about my OJT experience, but I guess my schedule has been keeping my away from blogging. I wanted to write much about my experience but time is a luxury for me. That is, I have to delay blogging about it. T_T

As a diversion, I believe this video is worth blogging. haha. Actually, posting about this video is all I can afford right now, as I'm currently having a short break from all the stuffs for next week.

So Elmark invited me to their town fiesta in Antique because he knows how much I love Christian Bautista. Obviously, my mother didn't allow me to go there, so he thought of having Christian greet me while they are at the backstage. Lucky me for having a friend who have a backstage pass! haha

When I saw this video, I just couldn't contain myself. Had it not been during the wee hours of the morning, I would definitely scream to my heart's content.

'School' Hopping

Our OJT experience won't be complete if we wouldn't be able to visit new places. On our list is UP Diliman. Need I explain why? So we went there and well, we don't have any specific plans or idea on how to make the most out of our stay there. So out of the blue, we asked our friend to tour us, even if we're not really that close. 

UP Diliman is really big, compared to our campus here in Visayas. Also, I envy their buildings. They are way too awesome and well funded, I'd say. Moving on, we had fun touring the campus and well, a little catching up with our 'tourist guide'. haha. 





I believe our 'tour guide' deserves the spotlight as a token of our gratitude. Hi Erl! :)
After spending half of the day at UPD and getting our feet massacred, we still have a long way to go before our 'school' hopping comes to an end. And our next stop? San Beda College. Our friends from our respective firms joined hands to show us their alma mater. One thing I love about their school is their chapel. It was just too amazing because of the hand painted designs on the ceiling. Unfortunately though, our cameras did not give justice to its beauty. 



At last, after a few arguments, primarily, me wanting to leave ahead because of a previous arrangement and them not letting me to, we reached our last stop: UST. As expected, they have really nice architectural structure.  I also love their church. Oh wait. That makes it 2 church in a row. 




Mumoy moments. 

With my twin:)


Getting a little refreshment after hours of walking.


It was seriously my first time to get my feet really hurt after so much walking, but I believe it's all worth it. The day was near perfect, if only a cold war didn't not occur. I prefer that they just didn't tease me with one of my co-intern at P&A. I believe the fact that they made it rather obvious just ruined the remainder of the day. Disregarding that fact, I'd say that the opportunity cost of cancelling my appointment with my aunt at the last minute was outweighed by the other happenings of the day.

Photo Credits: Camille Recalde and Jessel Ann Vilches

CPA for a Month

Time passed by so fast that the next thing I knew, I was ascending the stairs to the plane that will take me to the busy city of Makati. 

Bright city lights that looked like ants from afar welcomed me to the place I am about to set foot once again. This place is no stranger to me. I spent the first 4 years of my life in this city. But so much has changed since the last time I laid my eyes on it. I found myself wondering if I will ever survived in such a big city. But alas, I have to. There's no other option but to survive. And I did. 

For a month Makati has been my home, Donna, Jessel, Lexa, Krizza, Althea and Nang Anna, my dear roommates, became my family. There's no school to worry about. Only work, as an intern at P&A. There I met various people, from whom I learned many valuable lessons, and was able to form new friendship.



The Audit Library. The Intern;s hangout place.
Of the 51 BSA students who went to Makati for their internship, only 3 were assigned to P&A.

P&A girls: Berne, Donna and Me

Meet the Alumni. 
For the duration of my stay at the firm, I was assigned only to one company for fieldwork. I was very luck to work with a bunch of people like them. They were really fun to be with and very friendly. Before we bade goodbye, they made sure they gave us something as a token of gratitude for helping them. It's as if we just made exchange gifts, since we interns, also gave them something. Sad to say though, we weren't able to have  a group picture. 
With Ms. Mara.
Lunch Time with the interns @ Bonchon! Yum!
@ Krispy Kreme
Freebie from the people with worked with at the field. 
The Penultimate Getaway with P&A Buddies.
With my forever roommate, bestfriend, frenemy, and TWIN.
With The DPC People.

Its an honor to meet one of the partners:)

And yet another partner. :)

With the founder, Sir Ben Punongbayan. 
Saving the best for last.
If time and money were not a problem, I would love to stay a little bit longer at Makati. It was just one month, just a month, but there were too many memories and lessons that are too unforgettable to just ignore and store in a treasure box. Just a month but it definitely has been one hell of a month. 

 Photo Credits: Group photos are taken by Berne Facinal.

Incoming Posts

The past months have been so busy that I barely have time to write, much more maintain this blog. My summer vacation, if I could still call it a vacation, was all about my OJT experience in one of the established accounting firms in the country. Needless to say, I will be posting a lot about my OJT, so please bare with me. There's just too much that I wanted to share and write about, so I'm gonna be publishing quite a number of posts, and hopefully, these will somehow keep this blog alive. I'll be posting about my stay at the firm, the places we've been to, the memories that deserve to be shared, and a little bit of our food adventures along the way.

After the incoming posts, I'm not quite sure if I still have the luxury of time to write and share a little about myself as I'm currently in my last year in college. So I'm asking your pardon, in advance, if my blog will remain inactive once again. 

Lone Witness


I saw life drain away from her eyes
As the cold metal touched her wrist

Tiny droplets of blood from ruined arteries
Bed sheet soaked in bright red
A body sleeping peacefully

I saw her desperate move to escape this world,
Felt her pain and struggle to belong
But I didn’t stop her, couldn’t in fact
For fear had enveloped me.

It’s nonsense to stop her now
For what’s left of her is naught
I can do nothing for I have no power,
I am merely a translucent being,
Freed from the confines of that girl’s lying body.

 Here and now, I would wander,
Bearing witness to life and death,
Waiting Til that auspicious  day comes
When I’ll be pulled to the next dimension.


*It seems pretty appropriate to post this now after a month of being buried in my messy files. Although I am most certainly not an advocate of suicide. I'll write more about why, if I have time. RIP to Kristel Tejada. And to those souls who preferred to end their lives rather than to fight for it, may you find the peace that you have not achieved while you were in the world of the living.

Too Late


“Sorry, I’m late.”

“Late for the 38th time,” she said. But he was far too eager to grab a dinner to hear what she just said. And she, too tired and numb to make a fuss out of it, let it all slip away, just like all the other nights.

Just an hour past midnight, he drove her home and told her he loves her more than anything else. She for a minute believed it, and realized it sounded more like a song stuck in repeat. As she lay in bed that night, waiting for sleep to take her away from the real world, she reminisced the days when things weren’t the same as it is now. Those happy days, when she didn’t need to wait for him for 2 hours or better yet, got stood up. She missed those days when she was sure he’s in love with her.  Those days when the thought of him cheating on her for the 4th time doesn’t linger on her mind. With these, she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep dreaming of the elusive happy ever after she wanted.

They were the perfect couple, or that’s what other’s thought they were. Little did everyone know, damage has been wrecking havoc in their relationship. She did everything to save the love they cherished when all he did was add insult to the injury. She gave him chances, too many chances. She remembered the first time she saw him with lips locked with another girl. “Give me a second chance. I love you! I swear nothing like that will ever happen again,” she remembered hearing his voice begging her not to leave. She stayed, for too long a time, even after he cheated on her for two more times.

Another lazy day is soon to pass when her phone beeped. It was a text message from him telling her to meet him at their favorite cafe. For the first time in months, she felt really excited about going on a date with him. For unknown reasons she can’t explain, she knew something good is about to happen tonight.
She glanced at her watch. It’s only 7:45 pm. She’s fifteen minutes earlier than the agreed time. So she readied herself, freshened up and waited with fingers crossed. She glanced again at her watch, it 8:05. ”He’s late again.”

At 8:51, the man she so loved entered the cafe with a handful of roses in one hand and a huge teddy bear on the other. “Happy anniversary, my dear! Sorry, I’m late.”

“You’re too late,” she said with an anguished breath. She stood up, walked past her boyfriend, put on her headphones and played the songs he never liked. Just before she reached the cafe’s door, she turned back and saw him frozen in shock. “Oh I forgot. Our anniversary’s six months away. You must have confused our date with that of your other girls.” With that, she finally realized she had enough of martyrdom, of being only a second option.

As she walked her way to the bus station, she saw her now ex boyfriend running after her on her peripheral vision. He is too late now. He already ran out of chances. She is accepting no more excuses, no more buts and ifs. She climbed the bus that will get her far from him, and forward to a new beginning. Seating alone in a sea of strangers, one insight struck her. She would have sustained less damage if only she did this earlier. She realized she did it rather too late. 
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