Yesterday, my siblings and I were literally baking in a cramped office that was the DFA (Department of Foreign Affairs). Its sad how most government agencies aren't given that much attention when it comes to facilities, man power and even a decent working space. I mean seriously, can they not transfer to some building with ample parking space and spacious working area? And can the government not build one enormous building for all its subsidiary departments just so the people wouldn't have to transfer from one place to another? Oh and please don't get me started with the turtle-pace system of some agencies! *rolls eyeballs*
We only needed to renew our passports but the DFA required (STILL!) an original NSO (National Statistics Office) birth certificate copy for my two brothers who are minors. I mean, what's up with that?! It's RENEWAL and not NEW application, people! Geeez! And just so everyone will know, the NSO is a marketplace and it'll take you forever to get your birth copy! Gaaah!

So after what seemed like forever, mom decided to just see our travel agent and leave all the work to them. teehee! The fam then made a beeline to the nearest mall to grab some lunch and buy school supplies for the boys. My sister and I however headed for home right after lunch for a client appointment in the afternoon. Busy thursday, it was :)

Oh and no matter how I adore my new Promise heels, I still brought along my trusty black flats to use for our morning stroll around Colon area. Walking in them in this part of town is just instant suicide.


Thrifted pinstripes L/S polo. Levi's Melissa blue jeans. Gojane heels ordered from Power Retail. Red braided belt from SM. Forever21 black bag. Accessorize ring. Sunnies from Metro.

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 So this is a super late post. I wore this to our Good Friday road trip down south. My sister keeps on saying that this, in our dialect, is pan.os already (panis in Tagalog, stale in English) Haha! But what the heck, I owe it to myself, to this cute top and to our beautiful destination to make this blog entry.

The family made a beeline again to the now infamous Boljoon Church which is situated at the town's center fronting the gorgeous endless blue horizon. The drive was exhilarating as always, an experience my lola (grandma) missed again for she spent the better part of the trip sleeping (just like last year haha!) When we reached the place, I was once again smitten by the beautiful old structure and the warm welcome of the people. I blogged about this before and the experience was pretty much the same as last year. (You can read my 2009 blog here)
The only difference this time is that we went farther down south, to Oslob town proper, the farthest I've ever been to this part Cebu. I am now officially in love with Oslob and I definitely would want to live there someday. As I am writing this, dreams of owning a house on a cliff, overlooking the breathtaking and calming blue sea with a patio that opens up to the world where you can breath in the goodness of nature haunts me day in and day out. One day...

Oh Cebu, I love you. Mi provincia linda.


much love,
Toni

p.s. Sorry for the pictures overkill.. felt the desire to share with you lovelies a few of the pics we took ;)

F21 sunnies and Old Navy floral skimmers ordered at Power Retail

Good Friday Road Trip

So this is a super late post. I wore this to our Good Friday road trip down south. My sister keeps on saying that this, in our dialect, is pan.os already ( p…