After the conference we hotel revel

No boys allowed.

(Except Fred.)

Sidecar

I once told someone how I love riding fast-driving sidecars/pedicabs and tricycles because they bring me some sort of inner peace I can never get anywhere else.

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

Hell yeah. And the more dangerous the ride, the better I feel.

Glass pride

Slipper Animosity

Who uses the stairs when you’ve got escalators

I do.

Wallcrax

One of the favorite locations of many aspiring fashion photographers in Quezon City are in UP Diliman. We have naturally worn-down, and “olden-times” walls all over the university.

This place is at the College of Mass Communication, with its walls well-loved and used.

Wait. That’s really not a good thing, is it?

Bamboo Silver

String Curtain Satellite

Better than when the sun shines

Go on, let the rain pour.

I’ll be all you need, and more.

 

- Umbrella, Rihanna

Disc Paradise

Splendid Carpet, Golden Chairs

My summer internship: Events planning and secretariat work for an ASEAN conference. It’s very academic, very un-Aleli, but it does have its perks: one being able to hang out in a schmancy hotel with all those Baroque-patterns, Persian rugs, golden fixtures and lights.

 

The Sky, Manila

Unusually unpolluted. Or I just couldn’t see the supposed smog of it :P

Barbie bad!

Who are you making out with over there, Barbie?

Are we there yet?

Eleven days from now is the closure for my internship. 

The real closure to this sort of life though still seems far away ^^;;. I can see this “ending” in the form of a book of research which data I’d have constructed myself, and in a diploma I should receive one year from now.

The actual wait seems long; the anxiety could kill the energy I have for reaching it.

I’m lucky I have people who elbow the bad bad anxiety that slinks by my side :)