I have been told that I look “suplada” or standoffish or just plain “mataray”. (There are no English translations that I can think of for the two Filipino words in the first sentence that I’m quite satisfied with, let me know if any of you five readers think of one) I don’t quite agree. I’m just, for a lack of a better word, shy. I am not the type of person who can walk up to someone and just strike up a conversation (I just met one, a colleague named Jean and I think she rocks). I just can’t. However, when I do get approached, I try my best to…

Once during a blackout when I was a kid, a frog jumped on me at night. Childhood trauma? Check. So it comes as no surprise that at the age of 25, I still hate them with a passion. Those jumpy, warty, slimy things still make my skin crawl whenever I hear them, and no exaggeration, I run like hell when I see them on the street. So about 3 years ago when I was given an opportunity to have them for lunch I really was iffy. A friend was offering to order them for me for free as long as I took a bite. I kept hearing about frogs tasting…

… to a four year old bunny. Ever since I got this guy I have been amazed that I have him. He is such a cutie patootie, with his black eyes and furry butt. Not that we don’t get into arguments, I always lecture him when he turns over his just replenished food bowl (which he does a lot, I think for attention). Usually I just stare at those eyes then rub the part between his eyes and nose (he loves that) and tell him what a cutie he is. Now all he needs is a woman, anyone with female bunnies as volunteers? You’ll get to keep all the offspring!

I still don’t drink beer, but when I do, this is what I go for. Now don’t go saying I’m hoity toity, I think San Miguel Premium when ice cold is insanely refreshing, but I get tired of it easily and want to give it to someone else when the temperature of the drink succumbs to our tropical heat. But Guinness here, is so good. Deep, dark, delicious. It reminds me of the bitterness of coffee and the smoothness of chocolate. If you ever see it on grocery shelves, try it. You may find the beer for you. 🙂

One of the world’s most cliche photo concepts, but still one of my favorites. This is just how I felt that day, giddy, jumping for joy, and not quite believing who I was with and where. What’s your jump worthy moment of the day?