Dear John ❤️

Dear John ❤️

There’s so much I want to say, but words always seem to fall short when I try to capture how much you mean to me. Still, here I am, hoping that I can put even a fraction of my heart into this.

You’ve been my loudest cheerleader, even when I couldn’t hear my own voice.

You clapped so loud that I could barely hear the voices within, the doubts, the fears, the endless critics. Every time I was ready to shrink back or give in to self-doubt, you stood there, reminding me of my strengths and anchoring me to my core self. Your love has been my compass, guiding me back whenever I felt lost.

In moments when I questioned my worth, you saw my potential before I even recognized it. You never let me forget who I am, even when I was too tired to see it for myself. You carried me with your trust and belief, giving me the courage to keep moving forward.

You’ve been my safe place. In a world that often feels too loud and demanding, you’ve given me a quiet corner where I CAN JUST BE. You listen when I ramble about my thoughts. You hold space for all the versions of me: the career alpha woman, the fangirl, the emotional thinker, and most importantly, the wife and mom who sometimes just wants to cry for no reason.

You love me in ways I didn’t even know I needed. You show up, not just in the grand gestures but in the everyday moments. From the little things like preparing my favorite food daily, peeling my shrimps and dried fish, to silently staying by my side when I’m overwhelmed, you prove that love is felt most in the quiet, consistent ways.

Our journey hasn’t always been easy, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. You’ve been my rock through life’s highs and lows. When I was navigating emotional phases, financial challenges, and moments of doubt, you were there, patiently, lovingly, reminding me that I’m not alone.

And when life got chaotic, you didn’t just stand beside me, you carried me. You gave me the space to be vulnerable, the strength to rise, and the courage to dream even bigger.

I’m here today, stronger and more confident, because you’ve never stopped believing in me.

Di, thank you for being my constant. For loving me through every season... when I’m at my best and even when I’m far from it. For being the kind of man who doesn’t just say “I love you,” but lives it in every action, every word, and every sacrifice.

I don’t say this enough, but I’m beyond blessed to do life with you. And if I had to choose a thousand times over, I’d still choose you. Always, you.

I love you more than words can say. ❤️

With all my love,
Your Queen Sugar Bee

ILLUSIONS and MY REALIZATIONS

I’ve always been skeptical of books that sound too dreamy. Maybe it’s the existentialist in me. So when I picked up Illusions by Richard Bach, I didn’t expect much. Just another philosophical read. But page after page, it got under my skin.

Existentialism says life has no set path. We create our own meaning. Illusions leans another way. It says reality bends to belief. That idea bothered me. If belief can change everything, then what about pain? Regret? Loss? I've been through enough to know life isn’t that simple.

Still, it made me think. Maybe control isn’t about changing events. Maybe it’s how we look at them. I’ve spent years trying to make sense of life’s mess. But what if I’m not supposed to fix it... just live it?

One line stayed with me: “Argue for your limitations, and sure enough, they’re yours.”
It hit me. I’ve used labels like “introvert,” “not good at numbers,” or “too emotional” to stay small. I never meant to. But those words became excuses. Beliefs that boxed me in.

And then there’s this: we can’t save everyone. I’ve tried. I’ve poured myself into friends, thinking I could help them see what I see. But growth? It’s personal. You can’t drag someone to their awakening. You just live your truth and let them find theirs.

Illusions didn’t change my life. But it held up a mirror. Reminded me that I can shape my reality, not by pretending bad things didn’t happen, but by choosing what meaning I give them.

That might not be magic. But it’s powerful in its own quiet way.

BREATHTAKING DUBAI DESERT

The moment my foot touched the golden sand of the Dubai desert, I just stood there, overwhelmed, emotional as h*ll. It wasn’t just the breathtaking view or the vastness stretching endlessly before me...it was the weight of everything I had been through to get there. A flood of emotions rushed in, and for a second, I felt like my younger self again - the child they once said would never make it.

Growing up without a father, I heard the whispers, the doubts, the quiet judgments. Society often paints a picture of what success should look like, and according to them, I was at a disadvantage. They said I’d struggle, that I wouldn’t go far. But here I was, standing in a place I once thought I’d only see in pictures. Life has a way of proving people wrong when you choose to believe in yourself.

This journey wasn’t easy. It was built on long nights, sacrifices, setbacks, and the constant battle against self-doubt. But with every challenge, I pushed forward. I worked hard, I failed, I learned, and I kept going. I carved this path with resilience and faith, and stepping onto that desert was proof that I ---  I had made it. Maybe not to the ultimate destination, but to a place I once only dreamed of.

If there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s this: "where you come from doesn’t define where you’re going". People will doubt you, circumstances will test you, and life will challenge you. But at the end of the day, it’s your belief in yourself and your relentless pursuit of your dreams that will take you places.

So, to anyone who’s ever felt like they weren’t enough because of where they started, keep going. The world is big, and your journey is just beginning. Onto the next... /sugarquoted

To Christ Through Mary

Whenever we visit Cebu, we never leave without paying a visit to Mama Mary of Lindogon in Simala. There’s something truly miraculous about being there. It’s a place where I can pour out my heart, shed tears without fear of judgment, and leave feeling relieved, heard, and comforted.

I vividly remember my first visit to Simala, where I prayed fervently for more closed deals, specifically hoping for a sale exceeding 5M. Just a few weeks later, I closed a deal worth 5.4M. Since that moment, visiting Simala has become an annual vow, my "panata." 

Mama Mary of Lindogon has also been a beacon of hope when I sought guidance for my husband’s board exam. I left feeling assured, and soon after, my husband became a licensed real estate broker.

I had promised to visit Mama Mary again after our national convention, but a typhoon disrupted our plans, canceling all boat schedules. We had to reroute through Santander, the southernmost part of Cebu, a 7-hour long drive, followed by a short boat ride to Dumaguete, and another 6-hour drive home. Unfortunately, this unplanned detour meant missing our visit to Simala. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that this misstep affected our business, as we hadn’t closed any deals since.

In December, we returned to Cebu, determined to visit Simala again, but time constraints due to our flight schedule foiled our plans once more. Another failed promise, and December passed without any sales.

Finally, on January 7, we returned to Cebu for a business event and allocated a day to visit Simala. After a nearly three-hour taxi ride, we arrived. It was a relief to be there again and fulfill our promise. We spent several hours at the sanctuary, lifting the weight of guilt off our shoulders. Right after, we headed to the airport. Just a few days later, on January 11, we secured our first sale of the year, a smooth and successful transaction.

I know this was no coincidence. Thank you, Lord God, and thank you, Mama Mary, for interceding for us. To Christ through Mary. 

Day 1 of 365: This Year Is Gonna Be Different

It's been a long time since I last felt this serenity within me. For as long as I can remember, Christmas and New Year's have always been difficult for me. These holidays, meant to be a time of laughter, warmth, and togetherness, have often felt like a mirror reflecting back all the ways I feel lacking. It’s as if there’s a gap I’ve been trying to fill. All I know is that, year after year, these seasons leave me emotionally drained and vulnerable.

The twinkling lights and cheerful carols, ironically, seem to amplify that emptiness. I see families gathered around lavish dinners, friends exchanging thoughtful gifts, and social media flooded with carefully curated snapshots of joy. And yet, there I am, wondering why I can’t feel the same unfiltered happiness. Despite being surrounded by people, there’s always been an unspoken loneliness, a heaviness I couldn’t quite name.

Growing up, the holidays weren’t defined by material abundance or grand celebrations, but they carried a weight I struggled to understand. Perhaps it was the pressure of unspoken expectations, or the realization of what wasn’t there. Each year, I’d replay the "what ifs" and "should haves" in my mind, trying to piece together an elusive sense of wholeness.

But this year feels different. For the first time in a long while, I’m beginning to embrace a quiet kind of peace. Instead of chasing after some ideal version of the holidays, I’ve started to redefine what they mean to me. I’m learning to focus on the small, genuine moments that truly matter: the sound of my son’s laughter, a heartfelt conversation, or the simple act of sitting by the Christmas tree, basking in its soft glow.

I’m also confronting one of my deepest fears---the fear of becoming the person I don’t want to be. For so long, I’ve carried the pressure of not turning into my father. It’s been a constant shadow, an anchor weighing me down. I’ve worked tirelessly to distance myself from the patterns I saw growing up, but in doing so, I’ve realized I was still letting those patterns define me. This year, I’m choosing to let go of that fear. I am not my father’s mistakes, nor am I bound by his shortcomings. I have the power to break cycles, to choose kindness, understanding, and love as my guiding principles.

Letting go of this weight hasn’t been easy. Undoing years of emotional baggage never is. But I’m learning to forgive myself for not having all the answers. I’m learning to release the pressure of making everything perfect. Most importantly, I’m learning to offer myself grace. 

Perhaps the gap I’ve been trying to fill isn’t meant to be patched with grand gestures or external validations. Maybe it’s about sitting with the discomfort, acknowledging its presence, and finding beauty in the imperfect moments. It’s about showing up, even when I feel like retreating. It’s about choosing love---for myself, for the people who truly matter, and for the life I’ve been given.

So this year, I’m letting go. I’m choosing to let this newfound serenity guide me into the new year. For the first time, I’m approaching the holidays not with dread, but with a quiet hope that things can be different. That I can be different. And maybe that’s the real magic of this season---not the gifts, the parties, or the traditions, but the chance to rediscover myself amidst it all.

9 Years with Filipino Homes: A Journey of Growth and Gratitude

Nine years ago, we took a leap of faith and entered the world of real estate with Filipino Homes. It was a mix of excitement, uncertainty, and  hope that this path would lead us somewhere meaningful. Looking back now, it’s incredible to see how much has changed---not just in our careers but in our lives as a whole. Filipino Homes didn’t just open doors for us; it built a home where we could grow, thrive, and find a community that feels like family.

The early days were no walk in the park. There were endless learning curves, countless rejections, and moments of doubt that made us question if we were really cut out for this industry. But those challenges shaped us. They taught us resilience, strengthened our work ethic, and reminded us to celebrate even the smallest wins. Filipino Homes gave us not only the tools to succeed but also a support system that made every step forward feel like a collective victory.

Through the years, we’ve celebrated milestones we never thought possible. From closing dream deals, mentoring new agents, and even being recognized as one of the Top Real Estate Superstars. But more than that, what truly stands out are the relationships we’ve built along the way. The clients who became friends, the team members who became like family, and the mentors who believed in us when we struggled to believe in ourselves.

This nine-year journey is not just about our personal growth; it’s about being part of something bigger. Filipino Homes has taught us that success is sweeter when shared and that real estate is more than just closing deals—it’s about creating opportunities and being a tool for others to find their own sense of home.

As we celebrate this milestone today, we’re filled with gratitude for everyone who has been part of this journey: our mentors, teammates, clients, referrals, families, friends, and, of course, our Big Boss Anthony Leuterio and Boss May who has been our anchor through it all. Here’s to nine years of growth, grit, and endless possibilities... and to the many more years ahead with Filipino Homes.

Happy 9th anniversary to us! Thank you for being part of our story.

Finding My Flow

In October 2024, I signed up for a Yoga Class, and it is a journey I didn’t know I ever needed. Trust me, I know... I know this is a big leap to take, but I am pretty proud of that decision. At first, I wasn’t sure if I could keep up with the schedule and poses or even find peace amidst the chaos of my daily life, but I knew I had to try, and it's the best decision I’ve ever made in my self-love era.

My very first session was all about awkwardly stretching while trying to balance and follow the instructor. I couldn’t even touch my toes without wincing. My body felt stiff, and my mind was louder than I realized, filled with doubts about whether I belonged on that mat. My mind used to juggling endless tasks, resisted the idea of slowing down. But Khalon became my sanctuary, and surprisingly, now... I look forward to the next session every time.

Over the month, I noticed subtle shifts. I can now take deep breaths. If you know me, it's always been difficult for me to breathe properly in certain situations. The poses, once intimidating, became opportunities to challenge myself and celebrate progress. Every time I feel the pain, I love it. That simply means my muscles are doing their magic. Showing up twice or thrice a week transformed yoga from a fitness routine into my healing ritual.

Now, even when life gets busy and schedules clash, I find ways to keep the practice alive, even at home. A quiet corner of my attic room has become my personal studio. With a mat rolled out and soft music playing, I’ve learned to create the same sense of calm and connection within my own space. Studio days are still my favorite when time allows, but I’ve embraced the beauty of flexibility, both in my body and my routine.

Have you ever tried yoga? I’d love to hear about your experiences or what you do to find your calm amidst the chaos. Let’s talk in the comments! Namaste 🌿

IS IT TOO LATE NOW?

You ever find yourself questioning decisions you thought were set in stone years ago? Like, “Hey, is it too late now?” Well, that’s exactly where I’m at right now, contemplating going back to school for a second degree. Really.

But I’m stuck. Do I go for BS Real Estate Management, which makes total sense because, hello, it’s my career, my bread and butter. Or do I throw caution to the wind and dive into something completely different and totally exciting for me right now---Philosophy? I mean, existential questions have been creeping into my mind lately, and I’ve found myself completely fascinated by this new world of deep thought. So yeah, BS Philosophy has become this weird new crush I didn’t see coming!

On one side, Real Estate Management is a smart, sensible choice. It’s in line with everything I’m doing, and I know it’ll boost my career. On the other side, Philosophy is a completely different vibe, one that feels like feeding my soul in a way I didn’t expect. Can you tell I’m torn?

Then there’s that looming, annoying voice in my head asking: “Is it too late for this?” Like, shouldn’t I have figured this out 10 years ago? But—is it really about being too late? Or is it about giving myself permission to grow in ways I didn’t expect?

I mean, why should I limit myself? I could chase Real Estate Management and sharpen my skills, make better deals, and grow my business. Or, I could nerd out with existential philosophers, question life, and get deep. Both options are appealing in their own way, and both paths lead to different versions of me.

But really, the best part of this dilemma is realizing that I still have the chance to make a choice. I can do something completely practical or something that feeds a newfound passion... and maybe, just maybe, there’s no wrong answer.

I’m still figuring it out. Help!

Missed Opportunity : A REDIRECTION

Lately, I’ve found myself strolling down memory lane, bumping into moments I hadn’t thought about in years. One memory, in particular, popped up out of nowhere---it’s about a life-changing opportunity that I’ve kept to myself all this time. Not even my closest friends or family know this story.

So, here’s the tea: Right after college, there was still a part of me that dreamt of continuing my studies. I applied for a scholarship for a Master’s Degree at Mother of Life Center (MOLC)--- and I got it!

Here’s a snippet of the email I received:

"Greetings in Mary, Mother of Life!"

We are happy to announce your admission as a scholar at MOTHER OF LIFE CENTER (MOLC) for the academic year 2013-2014. Please find the attached Letter of Acceptance and a Direction Map to the Center, along with the necessary requirements. We look forward to your confirmation and attendance. Congratulations, and may God bless you!"


I was beyond excited, but there was a catch. As a fresh grad, I didn’t have the financial means. Sure, the scholarship covered tuition, but I still had to think about transportation, living expenses, and everything else. Most scholars had sponsors from sectarian groups or private individuals, but I didn’t have anyone who could help me with those costs.

Knowing my family’s situation, I kept this opportunity to myself. I needed to start earning, so... I turned down the offer and dove straight into employment.

Fast forward while I was working at PSI as a “bayaning puyat”, I got a call from MOLC’s Dean of Studies. She urged me not to give up on the scholarship, reminding me that I was one of only two people from Negros Island who had been accepted.

Sometimes, I still wonder, “What if?” What if I had taken the leap? Would I have become a nun like I once thought? Or maybe I would’ve followed my passion for teaching Religious Studies?

Well, who knows? It's all in the past now and my "not-stpd-afterall" choices had led me to FH and, eventually, to my husband's loving arms. My two forever! 

Indeed, life is full of choices. Some we pursue, some we let go. There’s no sense in dwelling on what could have been. Life is about creating our own meaning from the choices we make. I am where I am, not because it was meant to be, but because I chose this path, and God is with me.

Happy Birthday, Maria!

Happy Birthday, Maria!

You were never just a neighbor. Not just a classmate, a distant cousin, or part of the barkada. What we share, this connection that slips through words, is something rare. It's tucked into our shared silence, our old laughs, and the easy way we just get each other. And now, look at you—--Sed’s official guardian. Ikaw ang PINILI, gurl.

How are you, really? I keep wondering what your days look like over there in Aus. It must be a beautiful kind of difficult. I know how it feels to be away. I can barely make it through a week without Sed, so I can only imagine how it is for you to be that far for this long. But hey, you’re doing it. You’re in it. That alone deserves so much love and recognition.

Your leaving left more than just an empty seat or a gap in our routine. You took a piece of my normal with you. I never really said much about it, especially knowing you’ve got your own battle with homesickness to wrestle with. But we’ve both had to carry our weight quietly, in different corners of the world. You, adjusting and enduring. Me, holding space here, missing your presence. And honestly? I admire your courage. Deeply.

I just hope that, somewhere in between the quiet days and the new routines, you’ve found moments that feel like home. That you’re choosing the life you dream of, even on days when it doesn’t feel like it’s choosing you back. I know there are things you might not be ready to tell us yet--- and that’s okay. I’ll wait. You’ve always had a quiet strength, and I trust that when you're ready, your words will find their way home.

Always know this: we’re not going anywhere. We’re still here, still cheering, still praying, still waiting. Ready to catch up on all the things left unsaid. Because distance? It can’t undo what’s already rooted.

I just want you to be okay. I hope each day gives you a little more light. And when the world feels too loud or too quiet, remember, you’ve got us. You are part of our family.

XoXo, Team V.

FH: Instrument of God's Grace

The story of our journey, Dadi and I, is one of grit, perseverance, and hard work. We've built our lives, our careers, and our family with the same spirit that has driven us to succeed in the ever-demanding world of real estate.

When we decided to take this path as licensed real estate broker and unit managers, we knew the road wouldn't be easy. It was a challenge we willingly accepted, something worth every step, every sweat, every tears. Our combined efforts have brought us to where we are today: Top Sales Managers, national awardees, and consistent leaders of Team Prime. But our success isn't just about the honor we've garnered all these years... it's about the people we've impacted and the team we've built.

We began our journey humbly, but with great ambition. Partnering with various developers, we quickly established ourselves as top performers, consistently ranking among the best in Visayas and on a nationwide scale. Over the years, we've been recognized as top agents and sales managers, celebrated for our leadership and commitment to excellence. From our early days in Bacolod to becoming nationwide top sellers, it’s been a whirlwind of growth.

But success, we’ve learned, isn’t just about numbers. It’s about building relationships, touching lives, and helping our clients achieve their own dreams of homeownership. It’s about the joy we feel when we hand over the keys to a family’s new home or when our clients realize the long-term value of their investment. Real estate, for us, is not just about properties--- it’s about people and the legacy we’re building.

In 2017, our dreams started to take shape. We invested in our first house, marking a significant milestone for our family. This was just the beginning. In 2022, we expanded our portfolio with a second house investment, and today, we acquired our second ride. Each achievement brought us closer to the "dream life" we envisioned for ourselves, a life where hard work translates into peace of mind and financial security.

Our journey also took us beyond the shores of the Philippines. From Japan to Singapore, Bali to Thailand, Malaysia to Hongkong, our travels have opened our eyes to global real estate trends and the importance of expanding our horizons. We attended international conferences, participated in international roadshows, and cultivated relationships with clients and investors from all walks of life. These experiences have not only enriched our careers but also deepened our understanding of what it means to succeed in this industry.

Yet, amid all the success, we remain grounded in one simple truth: the true measure of success is not found in the places we've been or the things we've acquired, but in the lives we've touched. Our real estate journey is about helping others achieve their dreams while building a legacy beyond material possessions. 

Real estate success is a process. It’s not always easy, but every challenge we’ve faced has been a stepping stone toward something greater. As we continue this journey, we wear our real estate hats proudly, knowing that we’re in the business of making a real, sustainable impact on the lives of real people. We trust the process and embrace the future with optimism.

Through all the milestones we’ve achieved, our investments, our travels, and our recognitions, one thing remains constant: the desire to keep moving forward, to keep striving for more, and to keep touching lives. It’s not easy, but as we often remind ourselves, it’s going to be worth it.

Because of FH/LR, we're not just living, we're thriving. And the best part? This is only the beginning.

An "ALMOST THERE" Dream

Many years ago, I've dreamed of standing before a large audience, sharing my success story as a Guest Speaker at a Graduation Ceremony. I knew it would be SYMBOLIC--- A WINNING MOMENT! 

I’ve always believed that to earn such an honor, one must be a person of success. So, I threw myself into my work, striving relentlessly day and night.

But as the years passed, and graduation after graduation went by without an invitation, doubt crept in. "Was I not accomplished enough?" Then came the day when I saw a Facebook post from an acquaintance who had been invited to speak at our Alma Mater. It stung deeply. But instead of feeling bad, I found a renewed sense of motivation. I worked harder, prayed more, and soon enough, my efforts began to bear fruit.

As I’ve grown older and wiser, I’ve come to realize that success isn’t defined by external validation, it is about how I perceive myself, how I measure my progress against my own standards. Age has granted me the freedom to set my own benchmarks. Success, I’ve learned, is aligning my goals with my values, pursuing what genuinely resonates with me, and embracing my personal growth. With this mindset, I’ve come to cherish my unique journey, understanding that success is a subjective concept --- one that I define for myself only.

Then, yesterday, the long-awaited moment finally arrived. My former teacher invited me to be a Guest Speaker at our Alma Mater’s Recognition Ceremony. While it wasn’t the Graduation Ceremony I’d envisioned, it was close, still, and I was elated. I quickly accepted, eager to share my story with the students, and began drafting my speech immediately. The nerves are there, but so is the excitement, and I’m ready to inspire.

To be invited by my Alma Mater as a guest speaker is more than just an acknowledgment of my accomplishments; it’s an affirmation of my character, values, and the impact I can have on future generations. I am deeply honored by this invitation, and I think I can finally say---“ALMOST THERE.”

P.S. This post was drafted on February 8, 2024, on my Mac Notes.

The Day I Slipped Into the Diamond Life

I never expected this turn of events, but here we are, I’m a proud CARAT. Honestly, if someone had told my past self that I’d be this emotionally invested in a K-pop group, I would’ve smirked, sipped my water (non-coffee drinker here), and walked away. I used to be the kind of person who gave K-pop a skeptical side-eye. Yet somehow, December 2021 hit different.

Credit where it’s due: my sister is the OG CARAT in the family. She’s been repping Seventeen since 2015--- playing their tracks on loop, obsessing over choreography, crying during award shows. Me? I just coexisted with the noise. It was background music to my life... until one day, it wasn't.

It happened so casually. She played “2 Minus 1” and “Rock with You,” and something clicked. Like a flicked switch. Suddenly, it wasn’t just a catchy beat, it meant something. ess!  And just like that, I found myself crossing a line I swore I’d never toe. Curiosity turned into obsession, and before I knew it, I had quietly packed my bags and moved into the diamond life.

But it didn’t stop at the songs. The more I heard their music echoing through the walls of our home, the more I began to pay attention. Really pay attention. Watching their pre-debut grind in SEVENTEEN Project Debut Big Plan and 17TV? It hit different. These boys were dreamers who fought tooth and nail to get where they are. Every lyric, every step, every chaotic laugh, it all felt genuine.

And somewhere in between all those playlists and tear-stained live clips, I fell for them. Hard. No turning back kind of hard.

Truth is, Seventeen found me at a weird point in my life, one of those messy chapters you don’t talk about unless someone pries. Quarter-life crisis, internal chaos, daily existential commentary, you know the drill. But their music? It didn’t just soundtrack those moments. It carried me through them. There’s something about the way they pour life into every performance that makes you feel like maybe, just maybe, you’re not as alone as you think.

Now I’m here, streaming tracks like clockwork, memorizing every beat drop, collecting merch (mostly gifts from fellow CARATs with big hearts), and catching every Going Seventeen episode like it’s a religious ritual. I’ve found joy in things I didn’t know I needed. The excitement of a comeback countdown, the WeVerse chaos, the pride when they win something they’ve worked hard for, it’s not just music, it’s belonging.

Fangirling, I’ve learned, isn’t just about screaming over pretty faces or memorizing names. It’s about connection. It’s about healing. It’s about rediscovering joy in a world that sometimes feels too much.

Seventeen become a constant. One of the few lights that stayed on when everything else went dim.

So here I am, once a K-pop cynic, now a full-blown emotional CARAT. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

When the Time Comes

For someone like me, who treats "preparing for the future" as a bit of a hobby, planning for what happens after I’m gone is just another step in my process. It might sound morbid, but to me, death arrangements are a practical way of showing care and thoughtfulness toward those I’ll leave behind. Thankfully, I have an incredibly open-minded husband who, in everything I do or plan, supports me fully. He listens, understands, and hopefully, will carry out my wishes when that time comes.

Here’s my detailed plan for my death arrangements:

1. Cremate My Body.
This has always been clear to me. I want my body cremated. The simplicity and symbolism of returning to ashes feels right. Plus, it’s an easier burden for my loved ones to bear compared to traditional burial arrangements.

2. Display My Prettiest Photo.
I haven’t decided yet which one, but rest assured, I will post it here soon! I want that photo to reflect who I am. Alive, vibrant, and full of love for life.

3. Keep My Death Private.
This is very important to me. I don’t want my passing to be a social media event. There should be no posts, tributes, or announcements online. I’d rather only my immediate family and closest friends know. It’s a deeply personal matter, and I want to keep it that way.

4. A Simple Prayer Vigil.
For those mentioned above, I’d like a quiet, private prayer vigil. No external prayer leaders, just the people who truly knew and loved me, gathering in their own way.

5. No Wake, No Fuss.
I don’t want a wake or any big gatherings. This also means no expenses for food or any extra arrangements for attendees. I’d rather my family keep things simple.

6. Burial Mass and Tree Planting at Brgy. Sum-ag.
I want my ashes placed in an urn and buried at Brgy. Sum-ag, where my roots are. In place of a traditional tombstone, plant a small tree at my gravesite---a native species, of course. Let this tree grow tall and strong as a living reminder of me. Oops. I have to check my memorial lot policy 1st. If tree planting isn't allowed, then a small plant will do.

7. Annual Tree-Planting Event.
In keeping with my love for nature, I want a tree-planting activity held every July 4th in my memory. It’s a small but meaningful way to remember me, contribute to the environment, and to continue my advocacy.

8. No Social Media Posts, Again.
I’ll repeat this one because it’s key. I don’t want my death to be shared on social media. Let my family and friends be informed in person or through a personal message. Let it be something intimate, rather than a public thing.

Silent Conformity

Have you ever felt the need to tone yourself down just to fit in? To hide parts of who you are so you don’t stand out too much? It’s a strange feeling, and I’ve found myself in that spot more times than I can count.

In a world that encourages you to "be yourself," it’s ironic how sometimes it feels safer to just blend in. Like a chameleon, you change your colors, adapt to the environment. You adjust to the people around you... speaking their language, thinking on their level. It feels like the only way to avoid standing out too much, especially in a society where “smart shaming” is a thing.

It’s disheartening. Having a more complex view on things can make you a target for rude remarks or quick dismissals or false judgments. So, you shrink down, simplify, and camouflage.

The thing is, you learn to adjust. Not because you want to, but because it’s easier. You adapt to their way of thinking, pick your words carefully, and lower your expectations of how conversations might go. It’s frustrating because you know there’s more in you that you could share, but you hold back.

At the same time, I’ve realized that blending in comes with a price. Sure, it keeps things easier, but it can also feel like a gradual erasure of who you really are. You start to wonder: how much of yourself should you hide for the sake of fitting in? And is it really worth it?

Yet, despite this, I believe there’s a way to stay true to ourselves without alienating others. It’s a tricky balance---learning when to stand out and when to blend in. But maybe it starts with small steps. A word here, a thought there, shared with the right people who understand. Because in the end, there’s always a space for authenticity, even in a world that pushes us to conform.

Lost in the World of Hyun Bin

Here I am at 21... completely, utterly obsessed. And not just any K-drama obsession...this is all about Hyun Bin. Yes, the one and only Hyun Bin, who has completely taken over my life  since 2010!

It all started a little while ago when I decided to check out Secret Garden. Everyone was talking about it, and I figured it was time to see what the fuss was about. Little did I know, that one show would completely consume me. From the moment Hyun Bin appeared on my screen as Kim Joo-won, I was hooked. There was no turning back.

Hyun Bin isn’t just another actor to me. There’s something about him...his presence, his expressions, the way he brings every character to life...that’s just... mesmerizing. I’ve watched "Secret Garden" so many times now that I can practically quote every line. But I didn’t stop there. I quickly moved on to his other dramas, soaking up every bit of Hyun Bin content I could find. 

My days have turned into late-night marathons, binge-watching episodes until I can barely keep my eyes open. I’m not even sure how many hours I’ve spent glued to my laptop, rewatching scenes, searching for interviews, and diving into fan forums just to see what other people are saying about Hyun Bin. It’s become my little escape... a way to forget about the stress of being in the poverty line, the pressure of figuring out what I want to do with my life, and everything else that comes with being 21.

Anyway, here I am, writing this blog post at 4 PM, while Secret Garden plays in the background for what must be the hundredth time. I don’t know how long this obsession will last, but for now, I’m just going to enjoy every second of it. Because honestly, at 21, why not let myself get swept up in a little K-drama magic?

Hyun Bin, you’ve got me completely under your spell. And I’m not complaining one bit.




All About Hyun Bin:

This is a Korean name; the family name is Hyun.
Hyun Bin (Hangul: 현빈) (born Kim Tae-pyung on September 25, 1982) is a South Korean actor. He is best known for his leading roles in the TV dramas My Name is Kim Sam-soon in 2005, and Secret Garden in 2010.
Career
Hyun Bin's acting career began when an official at an entertainment agency saw Hyun passing by on a motorcycle in high school and approached him. After his 2002 film Shower could not be released due to lack of funding, Hyun eventually made his debut in 2003 with the television series Bodyguard, followed by roles in the sitcom Nonstop 4 and quirky drama Ireland. He shot to stardom in the 2005 romantic comedy My Name is Kim Sam-soon with Kim Sun-ah. Sam-soon was a massive hit with average ratings of over 37% and 50.5% for the finale, for which Hyun won the Top Excellence Award at the MBC Drama Awards.
Mainstream success eluded Hyun in the next few years. His first film as a lead actor A Millionaire's First Love (written by Internet novelist Guiyeoni) flopped, as did TV melodrama The Snow Queen, a love story between a math genius-turned-boxer and a sheltered, pampered girl (Sung Yu-ri). Despite low ratings, 2008's Worlds Within was well-received for its writing; he and Song Hye-kyo played TV producers struggling to create the perfect drama while still maintaining their relationship. He then portrayed a sociopath in the critically acclaimed gangster saga Friend, Our Legend, reportedly watching the original film 20 to 30 times.
In 2010 he saw a surge of fame with Secret Garden, a romantic fantasy about a fussy and arrogant department store owner and a penniless stunt woman (Ha Ji-won) who switch souls every time it rains. The show brought in 30% ratings and garnered much interest regarding its fashion, catchphrases and music, and Hyun was recognized at the SBS Drama Awards and Baeksang Arts Awards for his performance. He also contributed to the soundtrack with "That Man", which peaked at number one in eight Korean music portals.
In February 2011 he walked the red carpet at the 61st Berlin International Film Festival where two of his films Come Rain, Come Shine and Late Autumn screened. He described the honor as his "happiest achievement."
In Late Autumn, an English-language remake shot in Seattle of the 1966 Lee Man-hee classic, Hyun played a man on the run who falls in love with a woman who is on special leave from prison (Chinese actress Tang Wei). It became the highest grossing Korean film released in China to date, taking in more than $9.5 million over two weeks, which is unprecedented for a melodrama. He received a good review from The Hollywood Reporter which stated, "It is Hyun who impresses more for not underplaying the dandy, narcissistic side of his personality."
On March 7, 2011, Hyun volunteered to serve his 21 months of compulsory military service in the Marine Corps, considered the toughest service branch. He was discharged on December 6, 2012 and received a citation for being an exemplary soldier.
After the merger of their former agency AM Entertainment with SM Entertainment, Hyun's reps announced in November 2012 that the actor and Shin Min-ah have decided to go independent and set up their own management agency O& Entertainment.
Personal life
Hyun was born and raised in Seoul. He has two older brothers. He graduated from Chung-Ang University in 2004 where he majored in Theater Studies. Since 2009 he has been enrolled at the same university for a master's degree.
He briefly dated actress Hwang Ji-hyun from 2006-2007.
In August 2009 Hyun confirmed that he was dating Song Hye-kyo, his co-star in Worlds Within. In March 2011, hours after Hyun's military enlistment, his and Song's agencies confirmed speculation that the couple had broken up. According to the joint press release, "Both have been very busy shooting films and dramas both in and out of Korea, which inevitably caused them to grow apart. Excessive media scrutiny of their relationship put extra strain on them, and rumors of their split were a source of great stress. They did not have enough time to overcome these obstacles and the distance between them grew." With rumors of their separation circulating since the end of 2010, the agencies said the two split up in early 2011 but wanted to keep it secret for the time being "because neither of them wanted the public attention to be directed on their split instead of their professional work. Hyun also did not want a personal issue to interfere with his last days with his fans before starting his military service."

Filmography
Television series

Year	Title	Network	Role
2003	Bodyguard	KBS2
	Nonstop 4	MBC	Hyun Bin
2004	Ireland	MBC	Kang Gook
2005	My Lovely Sam Soon	MBC	Hyun Jin-hun
2006	The Snow Queen	KBS2	Han Tae-woong/Han Deuk-gu
2008	Worlds Within	KBS2	Jung Ji-oh
2009	Friend, Our Legend	MBC	Han Dong-soo
2010	Secret Garden	SBS	Kim Joo-won

Film

Year	Title	Role
2004	Spin Kick	Min-gyu
2005	Daddy Long Legs	Hyung-joon
2006	A Millionaire's First Love	Kang Jae-kyung
2008	I'm Happy	Man-soo
2010	Late Autumn	Hoon
	Come Rain, Come Shine	He

Music video

Year	Song	Artist
2003	"내탓이죠"	Herb 허브
2005	"Memory"	Kim Bum-soo
2006	"Hey U"	Lemon Tree

Discography

Year	Track	Album
2010	"Dream in My Heart"	Dream in My Heart
2011	"Can't Have You"	Friend, Our Legend OST
	"That Man"	Secret Garden OST

Awards and nominations

Year	Event	Category	Nominated work	Result	Ref
2005	MBC Drama Awards	Top Excellence Award, Actor	My Name is Kim Sam-soon	Won
		Popularity Award		Won
		Best Couple with Kim Sun-ah		Won
2006	42nd Baeksang Arts Awards	Popularity Award (TV)		Won
	KBS Drama Awards	Excellence Award, Actor	Snow Queen	Nominated
		Popularity Award		Won
		Netizen Award		Won
		Best Couple with Sung Yu-ri		Won
2009	MBC Drama Awards	Excellence Award, Actor	Friend, Our Legend	Nominated
2010	SBS Drama Awards	Top Excellence Award, Actor in a Drama Special	Secret Garden	Won
		Netizen Popularity Award		Won
		Top Ten Stars Award		Won
		Best Couple with Ha Ji-won		Won
2011	47th Baeksang Arts Awards	Grand Prize for TV		Won
	Seoul International Drama Awards	Outstanding Korean Actor		Nominated

Endorsements

• 2011 and 2013: Samsung Smart TV

• 2011: Laneige Homme

• 2013: Cantata - ready-to-drink instant canned coffee

• 2013: Lotte Department Store, with Girls' Generation

Reference : https://www.facebook.com/pages/Hyun-Bin/111991195485136#

After School: Getting True Satisfaction.

Academic achievements is important to us, students, resulting for some individuals to resort to less ethical practices to secure good to excellent academic grades.

I am an alumna of a four-year program from one of Bacolod's most esteemed institutions. My graduation lacked any formal recognition, a consequence of my indifference towards my belief --- "SAY NO TO CHEATING".

In college, I was the CCTV during exams and quizzes. The "tagabantay" among us. My reminders to avoid cheating made me infamous but I adhered to the principle of "Honesty is the best policy" firmly until I graduate.

As a working scholar, church volunteer, and public servant (SK), my academic focus was diversified by my involvement in various extracurricular activities. But not that I lack the time to study, I was simply not the studious type. During exams, I answered questions based on stored knowledge, regardless of whether I had studied them before. I was often the first to submit my test paper, creating an impression that I had studied thoroughly. hahahahaha

While my Transcript of Records may not reflect outstanding grades, I take pride in my journey, having pursued and achieved success full of honesty.

Now established in my career, I take pride in my past convictions. Despite a less-than-stellar academic record, my job reflects my unique skills and knowledge, my leadership, and commendable personality --- each gained from the choices I stand for when I was in college.

Phenomenal Woman

Sharing my favorite poem
By : Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.