One of the most exciting parts of ending the year, for me, is to reminisce. 12 months that can also be summed as…Amazing.
My partner since 2008, my Canon Digital Rebel XS has met its untimely demise while I wading the waters of Hua Hin. Well, it sparked to life after almost a month of putting it at rest, but you know, some of the features don’t function as well. I got over it though, I bought a Canon G12 to get by and it’s actually doing a pretty good job, like my good ol’ DSLR, only that of course, I can’t achieve the same effects when changing lens. I’m okay though, I know I will be okay, it will only be a matter of months (I am still talking about the camera here, not some stories of heartbreak, confessions and utter awkwardness thereafter. No, I’m not defensive! I really am talking about the camera here, and more. Stop taunting me!) before I can finally get my hands on a Canon 5D Mark II, at least if I stop spending on shoes, which I am serious about. Oh, I feel a New Year’s Resolution coming in. If I don’t get a 5D by 2nd quarter next year, I am going to shoot myself in the head. Tee hee!
Because I wanted Miley Cyrus’ hair, I tried to reach that awfully long length. Then one day, I just realized, long hair doesn’t suit me and my personality. So I layered it because I chickened out upon the thought of cutting it really short. Then after two months, I had the courage to get my “college hair” which was a layered bob. But my hair is naturally wavy so every time I try to blow dry it, humidity always destroys it. I then decided to chop it all into a bob, a sleek and straight one at that. And I received compliments!
My first and only trip in my home country this year. I loved every minute of it. Spent it with good friends and new ones, entirely different atmosphere which made me realize 1) Travel the Philippines more; and 2) Do it with friends.
After eight years and I was given a week to take it all in. And it was heaven! I felt so touristy –and we plan to change that.
I felt like I was on the set of Tomb Raider with all my long, curly hair, Lao skirt and flipflops. With heavy gear on my shoulders, the sun rising, all alone in the remnants of the kingdom.
Who knew that 22 years after I was born, I will be cross-countrying, processing papers and beating deadlines of consulates.
The day I called myself a Digital Native was the day I decided that Writing is my thing.
…and it has given me the trip of a lifetime to walk on European pavements.
I celebrated my blog’s birthday, which is rare for me. My baby is one!
1 Becoming a Travel Writer
Need I say more?
I can’t stop dancing and singing my heart out. I can’t stop myself from blabbing and giving out unsolicited travel advice. I won’t stop. I have (insert name, you know who you are :D) to thank for my best year yet, and I mean that.
HAPPY 2011, dear reader! May prosperity and happiness overflow not only next year but for the years to come.
Your restless blogger,