A couple of weeks ago, the boyfriend invited me to come with him to Baguio so I can meet his parents. His parentals have been in the UK for quite sometime, I met his dad when we were still in college but not his Mom. I was quite nervous, with the television feeding us with thoughts that our lover's parents are supposed to disagree with everything and they're not suppose to like you by default.

Before entering their house, I have tried every delaying tactic so we can prolong the agony, but alas, we had to come in. Upon going inside the house, we were surprised that his Dad was on his way out and his Mom is out. Yesss! I think God heard me. We slept for we were too tired from the trip, when I woke up it was already time for dinner. This time, I can't delay the meeting anymore because we will be eating in one table. When we went to the table, his mom was smiling and said hi. She was friendly. Contrary to popular belief, she's not scary after all.

The weekend was a blast and his mom was kind beyond words. His dad on the other hand is a natural comedian, he also told me stories about Mountain Province and I was a giddy little girl all ears. I couldn't be more thankful for the weekend. I also met his extended family, I hope the photos justify how good the weekend was for me.

 In this photo, you can see the birthday girl trying to dab some lip gloss onto her lips as if preparing for a debut party and the debutante is about to come out in her shimmering gown. At least that's how we thought it should go.

Yay, summer is here! Good news, yes! Bad news? Definitely, or at least for me. Summer always translates to beach, pool parties, etc. basically anything that involves a body of water or water itself because of the sweltering heat in this tropical country that we are in. Apparently, even if summer is one of the things that I anticipate the most every year, it's also one of the seasons that I dread. Ironic. I know exercise is good for the body yada, yada, don't give me that lecture because I know that, thing is, work has taken it's toll on me. And for the past year alone, I gained. 8kgs. And it's so fvcken obvious with my humongous thighs and bulging belly. Don't get me wrong, I'm not THAT fat but I'm starting to become heavy. I'm just awesomely covered in pieces that thankfully cover these things up.Plus, I'm fat in all the wrong places. I have a flat chest, very thin arms, but my tummy and thighs are--NVM. Haha!

A lot of people get deceived when I talk about my body issues, they come up and say, "You're so thin, WTH is your problem?". I'm like, "Girl, you ain't seen nothing yet." It's so difficult to be fat in a weird way. Thank God for high-waisted swimsuits.