Wicked Photo Diary is a feature on the blog where I recap what happened in my life, bookish and non-bookish, in the form of my Instagram photos. Do follow me on Instagram here.
Okay, this is like a month late. Sorry for that.
February 2, 2016
This is 1 of the 4 romance novels I acquired from Uniqube, a place where they sell all my favorite Filipino authors! This is Chrissie's first novel and I see why it was such a success. The whole story is just so adorable.
February 3, 2016
I went to the Ayala Musuem with my brother and my cousin. It was an awesome day because for one, the Ayala Museum was filled with amazing works from Filipino artists like Fernando Zobel and Juan Luna. Unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to take a photo in the Contemporary Art floor. The Philippine Diorama however, was the coolest thing I have ever seen. A whole floor filled with Philippine history, some parts that aren't even in history textbooks. Here's my photo with the National Hero Jose Rizal who stands just a mere two inches above me.
February 4, 2016
Blasts From Two Pasts was a pleasure to read. I'm a sucker for anything involving exes and how to deal with them. I think I've become an expert.
February 5, 2016
How does one leave the friendzone? That's like the ultimate question that requires the one ultimate answer.
February 6, 2016
Now, this one I like a lot. It was adorable, funny, and cheesy at best. Just like those Japanese romance dramas and Korean romance dramas that I am currently obsessed with.
February 7, 2016
Before I moved to Cebu, I stayed in Montalban, Rizal, the province where most of my mother's side of the family stay and grew up in. During Sundays, we gather around and play BINGO and eat food from our own backyard because that's how countryside people live.
February 13, 2016
A gift from my good friend Neil before I moved to Cebu. Forever grateful to the person who introduced me to A.S King, who wrote about the realest characters I will ever know.
February 17, 2016
Our flight in Cebu got delayed by two hours...as expected even if it wasn't peak season like summer or Christmas. Nonetheless, the one hour and forty minutes journey to Cebu made me cry, because parting with Manila was like parting with a loved one.
