Ochi In The City: June 2011

, by Ochi Bernadas

Crustasia Thai Shrimp house

Food Diary : Crustasia

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Andrew Carillo

I Found My Thrill On Blueberry Hill

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boyfriend

I Am Human And I Need To Be Loved

I hate this feeling. Who wouldn’t? Every time I get into this kind of situation, it makes me want to puke. Throw up everything that I’ve eaten and everything else in between. I know trust should be one of the fundamental ingredients in a relationship along with love and whatever else you have in mind, but, it’s one of the hardest to acquire/maintain/keep in a relationship.

Honestly, I don’t know what the point of this post is that’s why I’m not promoting it to my tumblr. I just want to vent, shout and cry. Almost, always I do it on my own. Just like how I’m doing with this blog. I only have a couple of followers so that’s fine, I’m not naming names anyway since it’s pretty obvious who I’m talking about.

This movie that I’m watching, it’s not helping either. Last Kiss is the title, and it keeps on skipping because it’s pirated. It’s about relationships and how they fail, but then again it also depicts various situations where you have to stand up for something and make things work. I love how this movie shows that it’s difficult, unlike other romantic dramas out there where they give you an idea how things should work out, it’s as if a kiss will iron everything out. But that’s it, aside from that it’s not making me feel any better as of the moment.

Watching western movies break my heart, I feel like it’s easy for them to detach from something or someone with the snap of a finger. Spur of the moment thought, I’m anti divorce because I’m the clingy kind of person. I know it’s a stupid thought and will not necessarily work for everybody, but it’s a spur of the moment thought and may change anytime soon.

OMG, this movie is so mushy; it’s making me breathe really heavy. It has Coldplay in the soundtrack. Can I cry now?

I abhor this feeling with passion. I feel like my heart is about to burst into fucking million pieces and he’s just there, clueless. I’m scared to talk about it. I’m always scared. Especially if he is the problem or he has something to do with the problem. I always think about my problems on my own and everything else that comes my way. That may be the reason why my face looks old and wrinkled. I want to cry. I want to fucking cry right now.

Yeah, maybe I will. I always do. But I’ll do that after I get over with how selfish and stupid I am for not sharing my problem with friends whom I know will understand. Or I can talk to him since it does concern him? Or maybe I’m just going to light up a cigarette, eat my butterscotch and then cry. That’ll be more like Natalie Portman in No Strings Attached sans the driving scene and the confectioner’s sugar around my mouth. Wait, that sounds like a good idea.

I was just done with the movie and I’m teary-eyed right now. Hall and Oates is in the soundtrack as well. WTH, I didn’t realize this was a good movie. I actually like it. Again, subjective thought because my emotions make me like and hate things like that.

PPS

I will have emo posts every once in a while.

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college

On The Other Side The Grass Is Greener

I actually have to prioritize this post because this event happened in April but I was too excited to tell you guys about my birthday I forgot about it. Silly me.

Last April, just like we always do, the University of the Philippines-Baguio Mountaineers had its annual Run for Trails event. The Run for Trails is a non profit activity that aims to introduce park trails as an alternative to concrete roads for running and walking. It also hopes to promote the concept or trail systems within the city as conducive for physical, recreational and educational activities such as running, walking and bird watching.

Moving to Manila prohibited me from attending the past Trail runs, as we call it, for the past 2 years. But I wasn't ready to let go of it, so I prepared for it this year. I applied for my leave and was all set to conquer the mountains! Well, it's not as if I'm going to join because I'm too old for that, I wanted to attend the event so I can help them organize it. When I was still a student and a resident of Baguio, I felt like the amount of commitment I have given to the organization wasn't at all enough so I'm making up for it now.

When you decide to help, your main task would either be under the registration, the water stations or the posts. I was always designated to take care of a specific post so that's what I asked for when I got there. We were supposed to meet at around 4am, imagine the crisp cold wind at that time, then go to our respective posts. I was wearing shorts. DAFUQ, man. I didn't have anything else with me, I had a skirt and a dress so I opted for the shorts instead.

I wouldn't go much into details for that would bore you if you weren't exactly there to feel how fun it is to be awake in Baguio at 4am, drinking coffee and eating pandesal while you can see the air come out of your mouth while you speak. I'll let you feel the event through the photos!