Hot Air Balloon Festival

The moment I stepped out of the overpriced tricycle ride I was immediately greeted by a buffet of dust and a smothering of sunlight; in a matter of hours I have accumulated a weeks worth of dirt on me and a feeling of summer in the middle of February. Yep, it's the Clark I knew four years back. Six things stood out in my memory the first time I went to the Hot Air Balloon Festival of 2012 (also a leap year,) sun, dust, wind, planes, expensive food, and the horror of using a portable toilet with thousands of people, all still hold true this year. It's a pretty sight on the photos, but the reality is a little more stressful than the frame...having to pee alone is enough to haunt you for years...no pun intended there. 0_o

QLC Moment # 31

It was some time tonight when I was chatting with a friend when it occurred to me, the day has ended with not much done on the check list that I was supposed to be doing today. 

WHAT THE HELL HAVE I BEEN DOING FOR 14 HOURS!?!

I gave up on a supposed hike up Mt. Daraitan because I was suppose to be making some studies and stuff for the activities I have lined up next week (food shoot for a client, meeting with another client, bazaars, and go to the Hot Air Balloon Festival in Pampanga.) I woke up at 7:30am today, heard the light drizzle of rain out the balcony, stared at the gloomy weather outside and went right back to sleep until 10am. Huhuhu! I couldn't help it, I miss the cuddle weather so much!

As for the rest of the day, I must have spent six hours aimlessly staring at the TV, watching little nothings and spent another five hours online scrolling the screen for other little nothings. Huhuhu! I mean, yeah, I did get a couple of things done like getting the laundry, feeding myself and doing two renders of the venue for the exhibit I'm working on...but that's besides the point of what I set out to do when I planned my day the night before. Oh, the makings of a future successful entrepreneur surely seem far fetched right now...but I'll sort things out, eventually.

As seen on the screenshot below, I said it myself:

"Mahirap maging artist na tamad T-T" 

("It's not easy being a lazy artist.") 

QLC Moment #22

A couple of days ago, I was able to catch up with one of my college friends, and before that I also met up with another close friend in high school. For the former, we went to a cafe to talk over dessert while the latter, we chatted in a pub with a glass of wine and tequila sunrise on the side. Despite the difference in atmosphere, both spoke of the same issues: life. 

I suppose we're at this stage wherein we continue to question ourselves:

What am I doing? Where do I go from here? How come I am at a point wherein I'm not sure if I'm on the right track? Am I doing it wrong?!?

While my friend who chose to drink alcohol was downright frustrated at life, the one who chose to eat a slice of cake is taking into account that maybe life is a little too bittersweet for her taste.

Our conversations went on for hours, and at the end of the night we felt the same, that we are not alone in this journey of ours...because we have people who can make us feel a little sense of relief, that ironically, we are all a little bit frustrated...a little bit bittersweet.