An Acrophobia’s Adventure

Haven’t updated my journal of late. My first hike was an exhilarating experience. I’d envisioned walking (yes, walking) on dusty, flat earth, being surrounded by dewy grass and warm sunny skies (I’ve packed bug spray for the WORST case scenario that I could think up). To my surprise it was nothing like I had imagined.

The hike up Nagpatong Rock was the EXACT opposite of what I’ve prepared for.

We began our journey at 3am to make it for the 5:30am trek.
It was drizzling when we arrived at the jump off. The rest of the hike up was wet, -incredibly- muddy (where the mud sticks to your shoes and weighs it down, making it slightly more difficult to move), slippery and rainy (much more perilous than a regular hike as the rocks and the paths are uneven and slippery).

I didn’t push myself to go up to see Nagpatong Rock Formation though, as I was too -chicken- scared of heights and danger.

Despite my Acrophobia (fear of heights) it was certainly an adventure nonetheless, one I am thankful that I didn’t need an inhaler for (my cardio down the dumps, btw). I wasn’t able to take photos due to the weather, but surely the experience was one to remember.

Stay adventurous.




For You, When You’ve Forgotten

On days when you could barely get up out of bed, hey, you’re awake, you’re alive.

On days when you simply just want to hide from the world, not out of fear, but for the sake of your sanity – you’re brave. Brave for taking care of yourself and that by doing so, you’re being strong for others, too.

On days when no one seems to be on your side, you are your own ally – you’re a boss. A one man team can often get things done too, no matter how small the task.

On days when the traffic gets you late, when you lose something that meant the world to you and nothing goes right, you still try. Sometimes trying is the best you can do, and for that you’re a fighter.

On days when the tears flow like endless rain, and your heart is gripped in pain, you will make it through – you are resilient.

On days when the world has washed you clean of your identity, remember that you’re unique. If you’re a pink, a blue, a green, a purple, whatever, just paint the world that color and revel at the masterpiece that you create.

On days when you doubt your beauty, your pace and your own self worth, remember that your value is not measured by the people around you – you’re amazing.

On days when the sky is overcast and the clouds are murky-gray, look deep within and there you will find that you’re the sunshine.

On days when you feel like your emotions are out of whack and your mental state is nothing short of a ship wreck, remember that to the person who loves you, you’re enough.

On days when you feel lost and look back and to see how far you’ve come, you’re an adventurer. Climb that mountain, cross that ocean, conquer the skies because you can, and you already have.

On days you feel like quitting, let me tell you, you’re not alone. You’re strong and no matter how small the efforts are that you put into making your life (even just a teeny bit) better, trust me, what you’re doing is enough. Baby steps are steps forward, nonetheless.

Let me be the first to tell you that I’m proud of how far you’ve come.

There are many days, even weeks when I could barely function because of anxiety and depression. There are people who are lucky, that they can CHOOSE not to feel what we feel, not to struggle with what we battle with on a daily basis. But for us, sometimes the only choice we have is whether or not to allow this illness to take control of our lives.

There are many days when I let it. But there are days when the only thing I tell myself is “Get off your ass” to get myself out of the intoxicating grip of the warden – depression and the cell – my bed.

I am writing this, miles and miles away from the comfort of my bed. I woke up today, feeling like I’m carrying a huge pile of rocks. It takes thrice as much energy for me to walk or to do the things I usually do. Humor is foreign to me at this point, and this tension headache isn’t making things any easier for me.

All I did today was to “Get off my ass” and somehow I believe it is enough for me to get by for now. That’s all it is. Finding little ways to get by.




The Beauty of Change

You know you’re on the right track when you decide to change. A few weeks ago, I’ve decided to make small life changes.

Over the course of a few months, I’ve used nothing else but Grab’s car services for its convenience. However, @grab_ph ‘s prices are getting unreasonably steep and uneconomical.

Now, I’ve always been afraid of commuting, not because of the public or the PH humidity, but mostly due to my *faulty* personal navigational compass. I’d get lost easily.

One day, I asked myself how much longer will I be dependent on car services and how much longer my *wallet* finances can take more of the price hikes.

(I have taken driving lessons but after a slight accident on the road I nevee got back to it. I blank-out most times and it’s a no-go for me as a potential driver)

But “Life is about not knowing and then doing something anyway” (Manson, The Subtle Art of Not Giving A F*ck) and I refuse to be a sob, dependent Grab B*tch so I gathered up my courage and faced my fears of commuting.

My last jeepney rides were back then in college when I’d take one ride home every day. I realize now, it wasn’t as bad as my anxiety thought it would be.

I feel relieved that I actually did have a choice. A choice to be bound to expensive car services, a choice to be stuck within the confines of my limitations. But it feels so much better, so liberating to know that I made a choice to be strong and free, instead.

To make my commute a habit that I look forward to, I pick any (public) leaf or flower on the way home. I do flower-pressing upon getting home. One day, it’ll be a collection. That what once was my fear, has become a thing of beauty.


My Truth.

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Truth? I still cry whenever I'm surrounded by the artworks my creative friends have made, in collab spaces and craft shops around the Metro – it reminds me of the past I've willingly chosen to leave behind. . It's like an echo from a past I refuse to return to. I remember how it felt to create and how wonderful it felt to be complimented and looked up to in the industry. I've met so many people and worked with many brands. But this is my TRUTH: I've came to accept that the spotlight is just not my 'home'. . I know what I am and what I am not. I know that I belong in the background, in the quiet of the bustling city, in the back room of a party (possibly talking to a random but the real-est person I can find). I'm not a social butterfly. I'd prefer deep conversations over small talk any day. I have (more than half of the time) moments when I need to be alone, and there are days (albeit quite rarely) when I'm ready to mingle. . For a year I've changed my name into @littlegirlwanders and closed my current account. That's how long it took me before I decided that I will start the process of healing and acceptance. . I look back to what I was. It still pains me that as an artist, I've stopped creating, drawing and writing for years because I've been so hung up over the past. I'm working on it. I know I am. . To this day, I repeat my mantra: 'You are home where your heart is safe'. In everything I do, I remember to practice self-care and to ask my heart if it felt safe. Because for now, that's what matters; #MentalHealth matters.

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Facebook Kon-Mari

Over the course of time (or maybe it’s just me getting older) I’ve learned that there is a certain kind of relief that comes with de-cluttering. After reading Gretchen Rubin’s book (which I must say, is a definite must-read for those of us who feel like we’re going on an endless loop-de-loop in life) I instantly followed one of her steps to a happier life.

One of which is cleaning up my closet. Who would’ve known that something as simple as this could boost one’s mood? One day as I reveled at the towering piles of clothes I’ve collected over the past..decade; I realized that my stuff mainly fall into these categories:

a) Clothes that looked nice in the dressing room mirror, but looked like something I’d never actually wear.

b) Worn-out clothes that I seemingly could NOT live without – talk about that solid black v-neck top that I wore whenever I was too lazy to put an outfit together – which was pretty much 80% of my life.

c) Hand-me-downs which had so much sentimental value.

d) Clothes that have gotten too tight as you know, metabolism *ehem* slows down drastically as years go by

e) Vacation shirts.

f) Bras that are over-stretched and worn out

g) Gym clothes that always made me want to wear them to the gym – out of guilt

h) My art stash. This list is unending. Honestly. I couldn’t tell you how much I’ve hoarded over the past years. I’m a sucker for cute stuff.

The day I let go of these, is the day I felt the weight being lifted off my shoulders. The guilt for not using my gym clothes. The sadness that my 20-something clothes could no longer fit. The heaviness of seeing stuff I could never use on a daily basis, brought a tiny bit of either remorse every day I crack open my cabinet.

I gave some of my stationery away to some of my -awesome- Instagram followers, with the hopes that I could spread the happiness those things brought me at one point in my life. I’ve donated some of my clothes to people I know would appreciate them, and some I’ve sold in a thrift market (where the proceeds are donated to Rescue Dogs).

In a way, this has brought a kind of release for me. I felt a sense of lightness that the pressure of actually USING the things I’ve bought was gone. At the same time I was glad that I’ve made others happy in turn.

I’m writing about this today, not because of my closet clean up. It’s actually about de-cluttering my Facebook Friends List.

Some things we keep. Some things we leave behind.

It was one night when I couldn’t fall asleep, I decided to delete every one who didn’t fall under all of these catergories:

  1. Have we spoken (chat or in any means possible) in the last 6 months?
  2. Have we seen each other within the past 2 years?
  3. Have we worked together and are we still working together in a project/business?
  4. Has he/she said anything to make me feel incompetent or unusually uneasy?

I realized that Facebook has NOT connected us to each other. Social Media has actually brought people further apart, fueled and brought down by emotions of inadequacy, insecurity, entitlement and the desperate need to have MORE. More travels, more photos to post, more likes, more followers, more subscribers, more, more, more.

This generation has forgotten what it is like to have ENOUGH.

This generation has forgotten how to make friends. To think you would already call someone you recently met, looked up and ‘added’ on Facebook, a FRIEND. It’s quite different to the traditional way of making friends where two people meet, shake hands, engage in small talk, move on to deep conversations over coffee, read each other’s facial expressions and gestures. Back then we read people for what we see them, how they talk down to their subtlest body language. Now all we read are blatant Facebook Status Updates, selfies and (the cause of all self-pity, the ever famous) #HumbleBrags.

That is not the type of friendship that makes us people. That type of friendship negates the mission of social media to bring us together.

With all of these thoughts and realities swimming in my head, I deleted my Facebook “friends” one by one that night. (Trust me it was a long process of removing one by one, there is no easy way to multiple-delete, in case you’re thinking of trying). I felt that I needed to let go of the people I accepted and added for the sake of calling them an ‘acquaintance’ or a ‘friend’ or even just ‘someone I met in the grocery store’.

Currently, all that I use Facebook for is to get updates on the trends, art, business, news and of course – DOGS. I’m sure this may spark different views from readers. Please note that my choice to de-clutter my Facebook List was to free myself of excess baggage and memories I wanted to move on from (which is not by any means to “delete” people out of my life, but to re-live the traditional sense of friendship – not by adds, likes or comments. But rather by what it actually means).

Self-care is important, Self-care is real.

My friends list shrank from 1,000+ to 83. There is no shame in it. I doubt half of my friends list would notice, though. I was a tad worried that many of my friends might get upset with me had they found out one day that I ‘unfriended’ them. But I knew that if people are truly our friends, a man-made social media website shouldn’t be the basis of our friendship. I’m not even Facebook friends with my boyfriend and it doesn’t make us any less in-love. Unfriending my family does not make us any less of a family, either.

It doesn’t matter who we’re friends with on Facebook. It matters who we’re friends with in real life.

If social media is the very core of our self-esteem and social well-being… Then what has our world come to?

Think about it. Does Facebook actually Spark Joy?


Where am I?

I am but a pawn in a chessboard world.

My body is a vessel, tossed by the storm, lost at sea;

I, am there and no-where.

My hands are shackled, my lips are sewn;

I, am there and no-where.

My feet they tread, on cracked, thin ice;

I, am tthere and no-where.

My emotions come in waves of misery and defeat;

I, am there and no-where.

My mind is a battlefield, one I’d fought and lost;

I, am there and no-where.

My heart it lives but beats for none;

I, am there and no-where.

My voice is mere static from the old TV set;

I, am there and no-where.

My presence is a shadow that’s born to be hidden;

I, am there and no-where.

My dreams, once a beacon, now shrouded in shame;

I, am there and no-where.

My life is a bubble that ends in a quick pop;

I, am there and no-where.

Let’s do a riddle,

Who am I?

Let’s play I-spy?

Where am I?

Yes, I am but a pawn in a chessboard world.


Snuggly Pets Philippines

I am incredibly thrilled to share with you guys a collab with possibly THE HOTTEST shop for 100% pet-parent-approved items in the Metro. I’m talking about everything customized just for fur your pet, from life-size plushies, leashes, dogtags and keychains! Oh my paws, it’s the one thing I never regret spending on (’cause that’s just how much we love our pets, don’t we?)

My mom’s Yorkshire Terrier, Candy passed away last 2018 and it left a heart-breaking memory as we watched the little one fight and lose the battle after less than a week. On my mom’s birthday this March 14th, I believed that having a replica of Candy would be a way to embrace the loss, but to remember the beautiful memories our girl has left us with.

Snuggly Pets

I came across Snuggly Pets on Shopee as I was trying to find the perfect shop to print Candy’s photo out for me on a pillow. I’m so glad David reached out to me, and was so kind to make one for Sushi as well.

So without further ado *drumroll* here they are!

Sushi is possibly THE happiest she has been this week even after all the road trips, because now she knows how obsessed mommy is with her special she is to mommy!

Snuggly Pets launched their new product 14x14inch Pet Portrait Pillows, and we are so honored to have been the first to have one! This takes me back to when Sushi was a pup, lounging about all day beside my giant teddy bear. It’s an amazing feat, as their company strives to create a solid, tangible memento that we, pet owners could look back to and remember every milestone and  memory that we have shared with our pets.

Their awesomeness doesn’t end there though, here are more things they can customize for you! What do you think of a personalized collar + leash set +  dog tag set? It’s certainly a must-have! You’ll never lose this at the groom shop again – they’ll know exactly who this belongs to. Oh, I couldn’t get over the excitement of taking Sushi out for a walk in this.

The back-side of the dog tag has a neat name and mobile printed on it too. Sushi is clingy as can be when we go out, but sometimes when she’s off-leash she gets carried away. This is a perfect addition for those of us who need to be *extra* sure that our beloved pets don’t stray or get lost.

Want one of your own? Already thinking of which photos to have immortalized?

I don’t blame you, I was sooooo damn excited too. 🙂 This is….
LEGEN… – wait for it – ….DARY!

So here’s a little more about Snuggly Pets and how they turn your dreams into reality.
(Psst…We’ve teamed up to give you a 10% OFF discount code on your orders! See below for more deets)

MAKE YOUR PICK! Their pillows come in THREE sizes, and more to come!
Check out their NEW 14x14in pillows launching this March 2019!

Look at all their creations, aren’t they just precious?


PHP 650 
Transform your favorite pet into an adorable Pillow Pet! Just send us a single high-resolution image of your pet, and we’ll cut out your pet and create an adorable cat pillow, dog pillow, or animal pillow out of it.  The Pet Pillow measures 15 inches on the longest side and is colored black on the back side.  Pet Pillows make the best gift to remember your pet by.  Order one today!

PHP 2,700
The Giant Snuggly Pet measures 40 inches on its longest size and stands around half the size of an adult. The enormous size will make this pillow pet the center of attention wherever you choose to display it.

Php 180
Carry your pet everywhere with you as a keychain pet! Send us a picture of your pet and we’ll transform it into a miniature-size 4 inch Pet Pillow keychain. The picture is printed on both sides. The pillow keychain comes with a keychain ring so that you can attach it to your keys, to your bag, or hang it anywhere you want. You can also choose to have a suction cup instead of the keychain ring so that you can hang it in your car window or any other glass window.

PHP 280

Our customized round and heart-shaped pet tags can be customized with any photos or message you want.  We print on both sides of the tag.  Put your contact number on the back of the tag in case your pet gets lost.

I’ve actually done some research and spoke to travelling pet owners, and gathered that one can only bring their dogs on board the plane – on coach – given that the said dog is certified as a therapy dog and trained as such, AND is flying overseas. Sad news is that we can’t bring them on local flights, but now, Snuggly Pets has come with (sort of) a solution to our dilemma.

For those pet owners (like myself) who have terrible sepanx and who would want to bring their pets EVERYWHERE (which aren’t pet-friendly — BOO), Snuggly Pets should be hailed a SAVIOR.

I can’t have enough of those puppy-dog eyes, so here’s some more!

Personally, the beauty behind these is the fact that every photo, every detail and how the workmanship gives justice to the personality and the uniqueness of our pets. In the littlest ways, these are the perfect keepsake, gift and memento we can have to remind us of our furry friends.

Snuggly Pets is launching a new 14×14 in personalized pet pillow this March. Along with their new product, we’re proud to share our collab by giving you guys a unique promo code for your first order!


Snuggly Pets

I’d love to see what you’ll have made, tag us at #Snapperdoodles or #SnugglyPetsPh!

Snuggly Pets Website

Phone / Viber: 0927-452-8620

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