Don’t you just love it when you discover something so good by accident?

It’s like fate giving you a gift while saying, “You seemed to be having an off week, here you go!”

Here in wordpress, it seems like you can have serendipity moments all around!

Here’s a few of the precious WordPress gems I’ve been happy about:

1. Diario Da Chris

ImageIts pictures of books alone already makes you want to love this blog.

It’s in portugese but can be translated into English using a widget in the sidebar (thank you Chris for pointing that out!). I have only begun obsessing over this blog and will more likely be a regular visitor.

2. Mommy Man

Mommy Man

I was just browsing around “Freshly Pressed” and found this awesome blog. It’s created by Jerry Mahoney who lives with his partner Drew and their two beautiful twins. They are a gay couple who are rocking their way in parenting. Jerry Mahoney’s posts are not only quirky, but inspiring as well. Come and visit his blog and their parenting adventures! Mommy Man, away!


3. Blogging For a Good Book

Books & awesome reviews. I love how this blog makes me want to read ALL the books they feature.

4. Mookology


Movie + Book =  Mookology

What is Mookology?

Mookology is my effort to clear the air between readers and movie-goers.


Let there be peace between the readers & the movie-goers!


Ahh… so many blogs… so little time. Check out their blogs and be a fan yourselves! 🙂


1 Year Old Panty… Gates!

Just realized…

In a month, this blog is gonna be a year old.


This is the longest I’ve ever been able to hold on to a blog… and actually love it!

Big thanks to Morla (aka Darlyn) for convincing me to do this and inspired me to continue it. Also to Donna who just recently made her account and inspired me even more to keep The Pearly Panty Gates up.

We’re waiting for you Josh.

Letters to Donna & Morla: Of Songs and New Projects

Last night, Darlyn and I were chatting and got to compiling a song list. Just like the ones you did. So here’s mine:

1. Marble Sounds – Time to Sleep

2. Lorde – Royals

3. Kat Edmonson – Lucky

4. Gabrielle Aplin – Panic Cord

5. Nina Nesbitt – Just Before Goodbye (or any of her songs… I love her)

6. The Honey Trees – To be with you

7. Natalie Walker – Waking Dream

8. Agnes Obel – Riverside

9. The Staves – Winter Trees

Anyway… discussions about awesome songs led to cool music videos (or was it the other way around?). Nevermind… we ended up talking about “Document Your Life” project and thought we could finally try it out. Sure our cameras aren’t that up to par… but that’s what awesome soundtracks are for!

I know Darlyn is in… how about you Donnabelles? ❤

Change Tactics

Okay… so we’re clear on things, alright?

Do we care about each other?


Do we intend to be truthful to one another about everything?


Are we determined to make this work?



that’s all I needed to hear, Gha.

And I’m glad we reinforced what we have. I know that there’s going to be a lot more ahead, and I pray that we face them hand in hand.

Once upon a time, you picked up pieces of me and put it back together. Since then, we became one… a beautiful work of art with our pieces fitting together.

So we got chipped a bit, that’s fine.

We didn’t intend to be perfect anyway.

Nobody does.

Letters to Donna & Morla: Let him not be like Donna’s “Dead Cat”

Dear b*tches,


But seriously, how are you guys? Morla, aka, Darlyn, is obviously head over heels based on her blogs. How bout you, Don? Law school treating you okay?

Anyway, I know both of you are curious as to what my previous blog is about. I know by now, you already have an inkling (lol understatement) as to what happened.

We’re currently working things out. Apparently, Aladdin’s been having his “man-struation.” He’s been so idle that he can’t help but think about anything and everything… including my shameful act. I can’t blame him. He’s usually so active and on-the-go, I can’t imagine him being idle. He has an interview this Friday. Hopefully he’ll get the job.

What’s up with the title, you say? Well, like I said in my previous blog, it seems that Aladdin is going through a phase (as Donna put it)… what’s worse is… he’s going through He-who-must-not-be-named (aka Donna’s former “Cat”) Phase.

You’re right, Don… he sounds like the Dead Cat. Oh, but I certainly hope he doesn’t act like him. I get relief in the fact that I know he’s better than that. And I do sincerely hope it’s just a phase. It’s been six months since we last saw each other, it’s the longest I’ve ever been in a long distance relationship. It’s tough. It doesn’t help that we might not see each other on my vacation next year, coz he might be on a ship by then. ARGH! This is harder than I expected.

He says he can feel himself changing a bit. What kind of change, I don’t know… he doesn’t know either. I don’t want him to change… but I know it’s something I cannot control.

I am doing everything I can to be good at this LDR thing. I focus on work, on family, I rarely go out (it’s kinda hard to spread your wings here), and I mostly read & do artwork… and maybe window shop when I get the chance.

Speaking of which, Darlyn, I found the most amaaaaaazing cardigan in H&M last week. It is so you! I couldn’t take a picture coz the salesmen were giving me the evil eye. But for sure you’d buy it in a heartbeat. I also found one for you, Don. leather jacket, sorta biker-ish but more chic. As for your beau, Darlyn, he asked me for a black thobe. Why? You ask him. I’ll try to find something better (and affordable).

Back to me (narcissistic, much?), I’m doing what I can to make my relationship with Aladdin work. Just pray that we pull through.

He says he loves me with all his heart and he would not think of abandoning me. He just wanted to let me know that he’s human and he might make mistakes. And that this LDR is not easy as he thought. I told him to try his best the same way I am. I don’t want to lose him… and I hope he doesn’t want to lose me. He says he doesn’t want to lose me, I hope it’s true.

It’s weird, huh? Before, I would’ve believed him in a millisecond. But after this… It’s like I don’t trust him (bad karma, wouldn’t you say?).

It’s like I don’t know him anymore…

… and I’m scared.

So this is what an ex-con feels like

It’s taking its toll on me… on us. I never expected this to happen, knowing how kind & well-principled you are. This Long Distance Relationship is beginning to wear you out… and I am scared.

What I did to you was despicable & unforgivable… but you gave me a second chance anyway. I’ve done my very best to earn that second chance. But it seems you haven’t totally forgiven me.

In the middle of business hours, you send me this text saying “I’m going crazy here… I keep remembering what you did.”

I tell you “I’m sorry” a million times once more.

You say you forgive me, yet asking me for a little bit more freedom, using my guilt as leverage.

“What kind of freedom are we talking about?” I asked you.

“Hanging out with women… I’ve never hung out with women before without you freaking out,” you answered.

“You’ve met someone… haven’t you?” I asked, already crying in our office pantry.

You were silent for a moment and then said “No.” I was almost relieved until you said “I might.”

The call cut short, I bought more load to call you again. You answered right away.

You said a lot of words saying you need to have more fun, that I shouldn’t freak out, that this is no big deal… that I’m still going to be your bride one day. That you’re asking for a “cool-off.”

I asked, “Really? A Cool-off? I won’t accept that. Do you really mean it?”

“Not really…”

“Not really? But just a little bit? Please don’t sugarcoat anything, I don’t like being taken for a fool.”

“Neither do I, but you did it anyway.”

“Is this what’s it about? That you’re still mad? I can’t blame you, and I’m doing my best to make it up to you… I….” I ran out of breath, and my boss entered the pantry.

She looked at me, appalled at my ugly cry.I was already choking up and couldn’t stop, she left me alone and gave me some time to settle what we were doing. I let out a breath of relief.

“Stop crying, it’s ok… forget about it… i won’t abandon you. It’s just…”

” ‘It’s just… ‘Not Really’… Stop using those words! and be straight with me!” The frustration has been unleashed not caring if anyone hears.

“If you have someone else… I’d rather know now… and be done with it.” I said, my voice breaking.

“I’m not with someone else! I just said I might! and I’m telling you this because if that happens, you won’t be so… ‘this’ .”

“You’re asking for a free pass… is that it?” I asked, expecting the worst.

“Not really…”, You answered. Ugh.

I asked you, “Do you still love me?”

You answered with a hearty “Yes of course!”

My heart relaxed for a moment and then you added “but..”

You were torturing me… and you made me feel I deserve it tenfold. Maybe I do deserve it. Then I asked you if you if you still wanted to do this… coz I know I do.

When I met you, you were a man who had kindness, awesome sense of humor and most importantly, a one-woman attitude. That’s how I knew you. I reveled in it so much that I forgot, despite how morally straight you are (or seemed to be), that you are still a man… a man who has weakness… a man who can make mistakes.

I was supposed to be the broken one… the one who had and did a lot of damage. You were supposed to be the good one… the one who chose to love a broken being despite its flaws. The one who put the pieces back together and still loved it, cracks and all. I’ve been watching too many teleseryes and see… no… saw you as this perfect person. I forgot that you are still human.

You continued in saying lots of “I love you”, “if we’re meant to be together, then we will end up together.” That’s just another way of saying “I’m done with this, but if we ever bump into each other we might be cool with it.”

What I got from 500 pesos worth of load was:

1. You want to have cool-off to explore your freedom.

2. You want me to be OKAY with this cool-off and wait for you to come back to pick up where we left off.

3. You’ll still love me even if we’re on a “cool-off”

4. That I am a despicable human being, but “Not really.”

Is this your revenge? I hope not… coz you’re better than that.

Am I sorry for what I did to you back then? YES.

Do I love you? ABSOLUTELY.

Do I want to grow old with you. WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING.

Those are called “straight answers.”

Now, give me some. None of that “but”, “not really” crap.

I was straight with you when it happened… willing to accept whatever you would’ve wanted. You chose to give me one last chance and that we’ll move on. I deserve that second chance and I am determined to earn your trust again… no matter how long it takes.

Now, you be straight with me. Decide. Whatever it is… I’ll learn to live with it if it’s what you truly want.