List: Changing for a better you

“people change” my friends favorite line after coming home from our trip this past week.

Everyone feels like a fresh start at times. Change is easy but knowing where to start is the hard part. Here’s a list of pointers.

1. reflect

Make a wishlist or bucketlist or a  “if you had one day to live” list. Mull over your thoughts.   Take one hour moment of reassessment, do some root cause analysis over a cup of tea. Reassess your financial status- overspending, savings, credit balance.  Prioritize things according which is much needed.  Go over the past day and review.


2. refresh

Slow down a little, avoid an overloaded life, keep a moment of giving a full attention to your breathing. Break some routine, try something new, seize the moment and appreciate all your blessings.   Relax. Everybody deserves a break. Take some moment of silence and be comfortable by hearing only your breath. calm down, inhale, exhale.


3. resolve

Always be motivated by your resolutions keep it realistic and practical. It should always come from the heart and not from the expectation those around you.  Break away from the old habit, from the not so better old you. Embrace your eccentricities, show off your kooky side.  Why not switch the introvert you to an extrovert or at least an ambivert.


4. relate

Talk it over. Don’t harbor your feelings. Give problems a chance to be fixed, acknowledge it, voice it out, express your thoughts.  Lessen the load of household chores by sharing, too much housework can be dreary and depressing.  Socialize, I mean don’t sit all day rolling your facebook and twitter timeline, go out and have fun, let strangers and friends know you.









Make some radical change on your self, lifestyle, ways. Make your better or maybe a bolder you. New hairstyle or a new point of view.  Have some fitness routine like running, boxing or swimming.  Unleash the wanderlust in you, pack your bag and run away from the hassle and bustle of the city life.  Try new things.  Give change a chance to be discovered.



why do we need to kick a bucket?

What’s with bucket list? Why I have it and why a lot of scribble for those, where did it originate, why it has been trending on my mind, in the minds of a lot people I know.  Tell me what is with bucket list.  And, if we did kick those what will happened after?

According to sendoff bucket is a slang term that refers to dying and a lot more theories for that but just like many other epic stories there is no documentation found for that.  Well, anyway so what will happened after checking each bucket list?  There maybe nothing just the adrenaline and the happiness or maybe sort of fulfillment. After running down the memories of those crazy things for the sake of bucketlist and running down on my timeline, this is what I found.


notes and thoughts

On my way home last Wednesday after getting stuck in the The Medical City because of the heavy rain, floods and understaffed.  I was very excited that day I even wanted to already go home early of that morning but my OIC keep pleading on us to duty because there is no one but us she can rely and because patients should always be on the center stage, we go even with so much longing to feel our bed and even with dizziness, we still go on and continue with our AM shift.  
When I am about to go home at 3pm the rain starts to pour hard again that made EDSA a huge parking lot with continuation to Quezon City hall.  It was a four (more or less) travel time.  I wanted to cry not just because I miss home so much but because my urinary bladder is about to explode but then I realized I have no right.  I have no right to fret, I have no right to complain.  And, the men who made me realized this are the bus driver, the conductors and the Navy man standing in front of me.  I stayed three days inside the hospital to do my duty and to cover the duties of those who wasn’t able to cross , I get paid to it, I was given a free meal, although I was not given a hot shower for my tired body I am inside an air condition facility which will not make sweat.  But the driver and the conductor they will not earn the money they used to earn on usual days.  They even joked about it while findings means to survive, they were planning to catch frogs, thinking of borrowing money to their boss, even wildly thinking of applying on “riding on tandem” but of course they were just joking.  I firmly believe they were just joking.  The other man is the man in army uniform, if my ears heard it right he’s from Navy and he is heading to Tandang Sora to rescue.  Because the (intrigerong) conductor kept asking questions we knew that the gentleman haven’t eaten and slept since yesterday.  After rescuing the people from Cainta they were rescuing people from Tandang Sora on that day.  So, hail to all the rescuers they have the most fulfilling job in the world.  They were indeed at our service across the land, in the name of Honor, duty and Valor and always in the first force.  
Home is where the heart is but to these days I guess home is where the heart breaks.  When I was working for the second day a colleagues told me that there was a landslide in Commonwealth and my stigma made me dialed our number and ask them if how are they at home.  I know it is so impossible to have landslide to where we live and even far to be flooded and I thank God for it but I just don’t know maybe the first thing that will come to your mind when you think about tragedy is family, is home. Thank God that we are all okey and safe. The landslide that took away the whole family of the father and left him all alone.  The tragedy that took away their home and broke his heart to little pieces. I know up to this night many were still on evacuation sites finding a temporary home, recovering and putting up the pieces of the broken heart. 
I know a lot of us still on recovering stage-recovering from  the massive stress, recovering from floods, recovering our houses from mud and recovering from all sorts of recovery.  As we recover let us all remember that tougher nights are about to come but we will live for as long as we hold on to our super power and that is HOPE.  And as we hum this Kelly Clarkson song “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”, let us invite good vibes and pray for the speedy recovery of our nation especially those who had the most destruction.  Always remember that despite what Metro Manila had been trough we still owe God a lot and take this challenge as a major call to clean our drainage, to reuse, recycle and reduce. 

photo credit: paulina celis

Can we just please set aside our personal issues and think how lucky we are.  Let us set aside petty love life issue, unhealthy cravings and selfishness and give to those who are in need, I didn’t mean materials things help could also be in the form of prayers.  

This has been Liza tapping myself to realized.





Quick press just to say HBD

And because birthdays will always be special I’m making this quick press just to say Happy Birthday to the man I always fanatasize….charrr

And this is my gift for you….


Joke lang….

ito talga yun…

o di ba ang effort, parang project lang nung highschool…
But, seriously looking at those Facebook pictures made me miss you on this rainy day (parang LDR love affair lang)…  Yung mga times na 24 hrs kang nasa twitter.  Yung Greenhills moment natin o ako lang yata ang nag moment nun, yung so Happy horse and red horse..  Tubig at hopia moment sa upuan ng teriyaki boy. Yung hikbi moment mo sa Sacred heart ng gate nyo at nung nahuli tayo ni Manong guard sa basement makapgyosi lang.  At ang maraming maraming tawa and di masyadong halatang serious moments natin.  At syempre ang drama na…hehehehe

I miss you Toni and the long coffee talk and that big big smile.  Happy Birthday!


PNR and the thoughts

It was the 6:30 pm Bicol express to Naga ride that we took, It was 5pm when we got at the Tutuban terminal station, very hungry and very excited as well.  I have all the anticipation on my mind, of how will it feel, how will it be and never minding about the safety despite our colleagues jokes about train ride.  Until, finally the personnel start the call for the passenger and (as we wish) someone offered us help as a porter for the boxes and the bags that we have.  Then it came, finally I will now experience a long train ride.

Even before the driver start the engine we already open the bucket of chicken and start eating, we haven’t eaten the whole day due to cramming packing and maybe (for my self) adrenaline ranging. So, there it us looking like children deprived of food.

KFC and train dinner

After sharing our thoughts about the train, the outpouring of blessing from our colleagues, friends and family for the outreach and the thoughts of pushing this through even in the absence of a defined plan and even without serious conversation about this so called (as our friends named it) “singles with a cause”.  It still (thank God!) happened.

As my friends get on with their respective bed and I decided to squeeze in Franz bed assume that like them will be able to doze off but apparently, sleep didn’t recognized my wasted body, mind and soul.  I tried it hard, watch a movie (courtesy of Marela’s laptop) listen to music, pray and even drained my mind, sleep still ignores me.  After turning around in Franz free space, find the position, even the right angle just to sleep I already gave up, I stand on the bed, pull the flip chair located at the walkway of the train, borrowed Crystal’s book “the unbearable lightness of the being and just plug in the earphones, read and guard them on their sleep.

thanks Marela for the photo grab without permission

Then suddenly I realized Crystal had the same dilemma, I was not alone.  Crystal went up of her bed and talk to me about the book, travel, philosophy, reasons, life and about PNR. We even made an issue (as we usually do) about the train being just a second hand thing from Japan (as we guess), that well I guess Philippine can only afford a used thing. Comment about the creepy trains stop over, about the smell of the cabin, talk about the late comedy king Dolphy and the life along the Riles. Naiitindihan ko na kung bakit sila nambabato, sa ingay ba nman ng tren mapapasigaw ka talga ng “kung ayaw nyong matulog, magpatulog kayo” tapos may yanig factor pa. Sad to say that Filipinos and all its tax payers deserved what is best not just better because we pay taxes, pay for the ride and also pay for a lot of extra fee.  PNR, terminals is not just the issue there are a lot actually including best settlement area for Filipino people.  Everybody deserves a safe, comfortable shelter as our basic necessity.

Coffee break…..

It’s 4 o’clock in the morning already then I ask again the train police if where we are, I forgot the name but it was in Bicol area already, Marela said half way through Malilipot and ask if he saw manong who sell coffee then he look for him.

presenting “Manong” and his shaky cafe

I wondered if “Manong” rides the train 24 hours back in forth Manila-Bicol-Manila.  I forgot to ask because my mind is loaded with hesitation to ask Mr. Train police if we can see the driver’s train and witnessed the Bicol Sunrise in full glimpse.  If I was able to ask I actually did but Mr. Train officer declined my curious thoughts.

coffeeing and sneezing

After drinking coffee I had the chance to sleep or lets just call it power nap.

It’s 7am when we got at Naga Terminal, a little bit late but it’s okay.

our cabin and my TMC visitor sticker (forgot to remove)

Naga Terminal and my glimpse of good morning Bicol  (my longest train ride so far and farthest Luzon South travel)

Rise and Shine Bicol version

If Train or bus ride? In terms of comfortability I’d go for trains, when you want to get rid of stiff neck hop the next train ride but if you are the kind of person very sensitive to noise well train ride is not for you.  The ticket fee is almost the same.  On train ride we spent 13 hours more or less, we depart at Tutuban station at 7pm we arrived at Naga terminal 7 am or 7:30am while when we took the bus going back we depart at Tabaco at 8am we arrived at Cubao 11pm.  So you choose, which do you prefer.  In Bus ride you have a lot of stop over plus a bonus stiff neck while in train ride you don’t have very little stop over, CR is already available inside the train, you can sleep lying down position but with free annoying signal horn sound and thousands of allergens to make you sneeze.

And the things I realized while cursing sleep for ignoring me is in cherish every chances of solitude.  It is not a bad idea having taking train ride going to places you have never been as one of your bucketlist.  Forget the world for just one moment, drift without being afraid of not coming back.   This whole vacation made me forget about work, home and Manila, this is one of the vacation I will really cherished.  Thanks Marela and thanks for the hospitality of your family, you made us all feel on a vacation plus plus thank you for a yummy three times a meal.  It is indeed an adventure to cherish and a vacation to remember.

If only the  railways could talk.  PNR has been there ever since the time of Rizal, it has been through world wars, revolution, a lot of typhoons and volcanic eruptions.  It has its fair share of history and story.  It remain still despite the many hardship the Philippine had been through.  I just wish that its service will continue up to my futures “apo’s” adventure.  I just wished that PNR mattresses and cabin will kept maintained and clean and hygienic.  I wish that they will allocate budget for Lysol or any disinfectant spray.  You’ll never know high end traveler might consider train ride on their next vacation.

This has been Liza looking forward for another long train ride, through Russia with the changing of timeline while on a train ride.

This little island called “isla”

When we were asked by Marela’s grandmother to where we want to give the school supplies, to “isla” which is obviously an island or to “putok Mayon” a place located at the bottom of the famous and beautiful Mayon Volcano we actually can’t decide and just leave the decision to her grandmother.  After thinking it through we decided to bring the school supplies to “putok Mayon” since they only have school their unlike in “Isla” they have two school but before the day of the school supplies giving day her grandmother “Mammy” decided to change plan and give the school goodies to “Isla”, I think  they consider our sense of adventure.

at their VIP table, yes! feeling VIP

                      ***Mrs. Amparo Bien is a former vice Mayor of Malilipot, Albay and is still active with social works even at 74.  Still very groovy and always on the go.

Fast forward to the day itself….

The Bacacay port is half an hour away from Sta. Theresa while the island is more or less 30 minutes boat ride from the port.  The “Isla” is actually San Antonio Santicon Island, one of the baranggay in the Municipality of Malilipot, Albay and is included in Luzon group of island.  An Island where beautiful and famous Mt. Mayon and another famous Mt. Isarog is overlooking, a small island hidden from the off beaten path of the tourist.  An exit and entry point of typhoons that goes in and out of our archipelago.  A place where struggles, hopes and dreams remain unchanged.

Bacacay Port

Bacacay port is the entry point to San Antonio Island and other islands like Pinamuntugan Island.  Thanks to google for all this facts, I hope I googled it right. hahahaha.  When we go to places we researched but for this we leave it all to Marela.

Then after the 30 minutes boat ride and 30 minutes of excitement and 30 minutes of thirsty thoughts we finally arrived.


boxes are coming kids

stones are a bit slippery so we take every step carefully

Upon our arrival we were greeted by a lot of smile and curious faces from the little kids

After emptying the boxes, we proceed to of course eating.  yahoo!

We are not expecting anything about the food, what ever will it be we will eat it, after all we don’t have any problem with food especially when it is free but we know its gonna be good because hello we are in Bicol, a home of good food.

The home where we will take our lunch is at the other side of the island, they are the owner of the boat we rent going there and a good friend of Marela’s family.  We are supposed to ride again a boat going there but it becomes low tide already so we decided to walk going there which is pretty far away from the school but no problem we’re very much used to walking.

Until the food were served. Charan!


Don’t ask my name, I forget it.  Lechon paksiw, adobo, veggies with crabs, tilapia, crabs and crabs.  What more could you ask for?  See the crabs are smiling.  They are all fresh.  Hayyyy…Thank You Lord!  Bless them.

Burp.  Excuse me.

After that very sumptuous lunch, a few videoke songs and after digesting everything this is what happened.

we jump for joy

This is San Antonio Island very far from the look of the  luxurious Misibis bay, not as famous as Mayon Volcano but few hours spent here are as good as the holiday we spent at CWC.  I love the people here, the kids and their genuine smile and how they appreciate the little things.  I just hope that all this kids will remain hopeful and will still hold on no matter what, they will hold on the way that this island hold on.

Travelling with a cause is travelling with not just your backpack, not just your things but things that you can share.  It is travelling beyond your reasons.  It is spending a holiday with people whose notion of holiday is vaguer than yours.  Next time you travel, travel with a little something, travel with a cause.

Special thanks to Marela and the rest of her extended family, to our friends who share their little something and those who gave us a lot of good vibes.  Thank you!

The Medtechs are out!

Everybody deserves a break, especially those who work so hard.  I don’t know the degree of stress that we have at work but there were times that we’ll just knock down at bed like a dead person from a 8 hours of work, 3 hours travel plus the unpaid overtime that we can’t even afford to dream about our prince to be.  This maybe the reason a lot of us do other things like photography, one is into make-up, others is into sports and a lot of us is into travel.  We always makes time to unwind, we always makes time to break away from Laboratory  works and meet other people other than patients.  This time, people from Clinical Microscopy section (the one that handles stool, urine and other body fluids exams) escape to Batangas!!!

Marela and yours truly handled the main part of the planning, budgeting and marketing but of course with the help of each one of us.  We are 29 and down to 26 before the day of the event, it was not easy but it was very fulfilling.  There are a lot of things to consider-division of labor, the type of food that they eat and a lot more. Plus, that there will be  hassles and last-minute unexpected decision, so brainstorming is very important when you are travelling with a big group, you have to consult all the moves you will be doing.  Another thing is you have to confirm all the transaction before the day of the event, the group, the place and the transportation or else everything will be ruined.  Thanks goodness to Shelly’s friend for saving us from distress about the Van.

After looking and vigorously researching for the place we finally find the right place; 

Tierra Salva Lakeview Resort in Tanauan Batangas 

✓      Cost :                12,500php for 15 persons plus 500php for the exceeding person

✓      Location:        just one and a half hours from Ortigas

(Purok 5, Barangay Gonzales, Tanauan, Batangas, Philippines)

✓  Facilities:           It was a rest house kind of place, very homey, the Taal lake is overlooking and all the cooking needs are all available-utensils, cooking ware, stove etc.  You won’t have the hassle of bringing plates, glasses and the like.

For more information you can call the owner at this number: 0917 832 8472

This is how we enjoyed the one day escape from work

The pool is so beautiful especially at night with its color and it is only 3 feet, 4 feet and 5 feet high.  The size is just right to have bond with each other and enjoy the whole day.
Some of us were from night duty and went straight to unwind, so some need to sleep to energize their spirit.  Some are just addicted to what else videoke, who will not sing when there is a microphone, no one especially on our group.  This is what we love most among the facilities-unlimited videoke for the our long list of songs. Yipee!



You can also be sporty, sporty and play volleyball or stretch your arms and kayak away from the resort and enjoy the mountainous scenery.
Its been years since the last time I touch a volleyball and it was my first time to kayak, it was awesome.

My favorite thing to do when in vacation is drink coffee while staring at the nature, listening to my favorite songs and thinking things through.

I am so thankful that all went well despite the hassles and last minute changes.  Thankful also that we came back to work safe and happy.  It was also great to see them do things for the first time like see them cook, prepare and wash dishes.  I am very thankful that I got to know them more than being a colleague. I am happy that we had great pictures and memories to laugh out at when work become stressful.

Until the next outing guys!!!!

photo credit: Boh Daniel photography

The idea has been residing on our minds for so long, long enough to almost left it their unnoticed, long enough to almost forget about it and focused on out miseries, self-centered misery.  Until, one late night, minutes before the day changes to another day I received this text message “tsang, travel for a cause tayo”, I don’t know if she’s in front of the computer reading blogs, watching a true to life documentary or just can’t sleep thinking about her social responsibilty, inspired by  “Panatang Makabayan”.  The t ext message was from Crystal, a fellow 7/11 sessionista, an alter ego of my itchy feet.  My reply was a full pack adrenaline “yes” of course I agreed its in my bucketlist, but I know this not just fulfilling before midlife life crisis bucketlist, this is something, I know this is gonna be something. After thinking of where to travel with school supplies on our back, we decided to do it one hometown at a time and the first set will goes to Marela’s hometown Bicol, besides we’re craving for Laing.  Ohhh Laing (my taste buds are screaming)!!!!

For more information you can visit Crystal’s post.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Create

We are all made from a creation and from His creation we create–ideas, dreams, something, future and a lot more.  We struggle to create and there are who struggle a lot harder than we do which make life a challenge, which makes life exciting.  And, from the challenge and the excitement we create an adventure, a meaningful life.

To the people who’s challenges remain unchanged for the longest time, hold on.

To the children who are creating their dream, make it big.

And, to all who never get tired of ideas and thoughts, let’s wrap around hands.