Girl on Fire, Ms. Joyce Anne Ison ♥

*** The last photo with Joyce Anne Ison ***

For a moment I do not know what to write, all I know is we will miss you badly, we are missing you badly and you haven’t left the country yet. My mind is telling me to just simply make a video to let my feelings out but I can’t speak. One word and I’ll start crying. I want to hug you for a long time earlier but it will make things worse, tears rolled down my cheeks after we said I love you and take care. I questioned “Why of all people, you are the one who needs to leave?”, then again, I know you wanted it badly and you have waited for this for the longest time.

I will miss you and our stories over coffee

I will miss you and our super-duper wacky faces

I will miss you and our colorful outfits

I will miss you and our bending moments

I will miss you TWIN SISTER!

To the Girl on Fire, remember to keep ’em burning. You have to sing If I Ain’t Got You on my wedding day. Promise to take care of the girls, we are just a skype, sms, tweet and an IG away. Love you forever!

Perks of Being a Good Friend

“We accept the love we think we deserve”

This quote stayed with me from the first day I read it from “Perks of Being a Wallflower” by Stephen Chbosky. I am excited to see it on the big screen and “feel infinite”.

Mona, my dear friend borrowed the book and when I got it back, I was so freak*n happy! Surprise, surprise, surprise! I got gifts! Small things make my day and receiving letter from friends and loved ones never fail to make my heart pump 2 more extra liters (At times, I feel that my heart is gonna burst from too much excitement).

Thank you so much Mona, if I can change my name to Aster I would. I just love the sound of it, better than A is for Apple.

“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be”

“It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.”

“As you enter the tunnel, the wind gets sucked away, and you squint from the lights overhead. When you adjust to the lights, you can see the other side in the distance just as the sound of the radio fades to nothing because the waves just can’t reach. Then, you’re in the middle of the tunnel, and everything becomes a calm dream. As you see the opening get closer, you just can’t get there fast enough. And finally, just when you think you’ll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you. And the radio comes back even louder than you remember it. And the wind is waiting. And you fly out of the tunnel onto the bridge. And there it is. The city. A million lights and buildings and everything seems as exciting as the first time you saw it.”

“Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.”

“Sam tapped her hand on the steering wheel. Patrick held his hand outside the car and made air waves. And I just sat between them. After the song finished, I said something. I feel infinite.”

My usual weekends with #NueveD

Saturdays and Sundays are my favorite part of the week, simply because there’s no work and I get to spend time with my family and close friends. Last Saturday, though I was tired to death from singing the fun didn’t end there.

As you know, I have 8 close girl friends, they are actually my high school friends and up to now, we are still together (though technically, the other one is currently living and working at Saudi Arabia). Our house falls in the middle of all houses, so I guess that is one reason why we always stay here at our place. Since they have been a normal part of my daily life since high school, they can come and go as they please, these girls know where to go and they are welcome 24/7.

Normally, we would talk about everything and anything under the sun. We love to eat together while chatting non-stop. I thank GOD for these wonderful friends whom I consider sisters for life.

They arrived while I was sleeping, they bought food so I left them in the dirty kitchen . Look how busy they are!

Cooking has never been this fun right?

Three girls busy with food preparations, one girl busy texting, one girl busy chatting.

We can’t find the can opener, so the meat loaf turned into this. Not so presentable looking right?

Ron, Sheera, Bham, Ghel, Mafel, Jhong and Jambi 🙂

Myself, Sheera, Bham, Ghel, Mafel, Jhong and Jambi


Chicken mami ala king by Jambi… with orange toppings!

Our own version of “Pandesal Crust with sliced Maling and Egg in the middle”. Tastes great actually!

Thanks Jhong for your perfect “Home made Iced Coffee”. Finally after the third attempt, there are not more coffee bits left! *peace*

Sending our kisses to Belah, our dear friend in Saudi Arabia. We miss your Angelina Jolie pout!

I guess this is a vision of a drunken person, haha!

I was laughing all the time because of the things they were saying. I couldn’t help it!

Marco is serious and Jhong is… checking her phone?

The drunken laughter echoes through the night.

Biboy now that I found you @ Chicago Family Ktv Bar And Restaurant

Finally, time to sing! Yes, we Filipinos love Karaoke… one of the many ways to release stress while having a blast. Last Saturday after our shift, we decided to visit Chicago Family KTV Bar and Restaurant at 88 Meralco Ave. cor. Julia Vargas St., Ortigas Center,Pasig City.

If I am not mistaken, this place used to be Gutson’s, a place for beers and billiards. The renovation of the place had a great impact, the place is so much better! From the name (which reminds of me of the wonderful musical movie), the interiors and the food! Plus, the staff were very accommodating too. Love restaurants and places with excellent customer service.

Sorry I forgot the brochure that I got from them, I left it at the table I guess. We got a room package for 5000.00 pesos, not bad since it can fit up to 12 persons and it includes food, beers and 2 hours singing time. (TIP: do not forget to try their NACHOS!) You have a lot of packages to choose from, to make sure just call them at 02-637-9582 for more details. If possible, reserve the place in advance. The place is very busy during weekends, when we arrive, there’s only one room left.

I will not go into further details about what happened, haha, I had a great time. Singing together has never been this fun, and I didn’t know that the name “Biboy” can be found in most songs, lol! BABY = BIBOY

Logo outside

Another logo at the side, sorry Miss, whoever you are, didn’t know you were walking out.

The reception area

Bar outside and colorful stools! Want one if I am gonna be a singer… wishing!

The menu

Can’t be more excited to sing!

Logo inside


The hallway

I guess this space is for people who will get tired of hearing not so nice voices, haha, peace!

Our room number

Testing of cam with Biboy, Jude, Eldrige, Amie, Ampy and Pao

Biboy, Eldrige, myself, Amie, Ampy and Pao

Biboy, Eldrige, myself, Amie, Ampy and Jude

Karaoke Time!

The cute lights, like stars!

Eldrige, myself, Amie, Anna, Ampy and Pao

Josh and Randz (kissing) Gen, Marie, Hilda, Eldrige, myself, Amie, Anna, Ampy and Pao

Josh, Randz, Gen, Marie, Hilda, Eldrige, myself, Amie, Anna, Ampy and Jude

They have a secret relationship, lol (oh my, sorry I spilled, haha)

Smile everyone? Uhmmm, Eldrige? Haha!

Josh, what are you singing now? 🙂

Jude, Anna, Marie, Randz and Josh, just chillin’ outside.

Thank you Manong Guard for the picture!

A letter to a masked girl who doesn’t want to be named


From the time you read the title, you know this is for you. Things are so weird when we grow old (I can’t say grow up because I am still small) right? Funny, when I think about it, how we became close and how time healed us, only to learn that life will break and rip our souls again.

I know you are deeply concerned about me, I thank you for that. You have always been one of the firsts to reach out and ask how I am doing. You never fail to check up on me though I forgot your birthday this year (I am deeply sorry for that, it was all my fault, I was so consumed with all sorts of stuff).

Yes dear friend I am not okay, and I do not know until when this agony of mine will end. On the other hand, I see that broken hearts such as mine opens up our deepest thoughts and we see life in a different point of view. For example, when we live in a city, all we see are cars, people walking fast, dark grayed houses and the like. If we go to a higher place, we see the city in a bigger perspective. Aside from cars, people and houses we notice the blue horizon, the beautiful sunset, the birds flying, we feel the wind on our face and the warmth of the sun against our skin. This leads to a magical feeling of self journey and history is at its full-blown present time.

Last thing I would like to do is spoil your happy time, I know you are so happy. In fact I have never seen you so perked up. Your joy and the love of your life, keep it. Time as always never stops and it will heal me up.

One day, we should meet again, walk over to the foot bridge near Mcdo, with a Red Horse Beer in hand and Chasing Cars in our ears.

Love, Joys


Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that’s bursting into life

Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Nice to meet you!

Dear Stranger No Namer,

As you see, today I have a sudden urge to know you. I cannot say “to know you better” since I do not have any idea about you at all. Naming you a stranger would be unfair, I don’t want to be called one. But as you see, my eagerness towards real life is pulling me closer to people rather than things. Is this the effect of getting old and having so many friends but you find yourself not talking to one? You would rather entertain your own thoughts or speak to another soul that you have not met. I can see you and you seem at ease sitting at the brown chair with the drink on your hand. However, I cannot tell the thoughts that run deep in your heart.

So if you have time and noticed me as well, speak please until the word stranger is nothing and I will be glad to know your name.

Truly yours, Joycelyn