It has been told in this very blog (wow) that I have always been a 90s kid. Now I know some of y’all may say that I ain’t no 90s kid ‘coz I was born in the late 90s but I don’t really care because I feel what I feel and there’s no point of arguing over it. It’s like arguing that Cady Heron cannot be from Africa because she’s white. Pointless, really.
As a non-Cebuano native, the airport is a very familiar place to me. Whenever I travel going back home to my province or come back here in Cebu, it’s always on my checklist to secure my transportation to and fro the city. Whenever my uncle’s driver isn’t available, there’s only one place, err app, to go – UBER.
Vanity is an old familiar word to me. I mean I’ve been called vain, conceited, self-centered – and all those other synonymous words – and I am not ashamed. I’m not ashamed because of the fact that it’s not true and I don’t think that there’s something wrong with loving yourself for whatever you look like. It’s just that I love to create art from simple things and my face is quite simple (and pimply).
Hey! It’s me, Kerr. Kerr Quevedo. Welcome to my blog!
It’s been a while since I posted a style post because I have been really busy these past few months. I am in that phase where I really need to amp up my school game so I could get through my fourth year in college. Thankfully, it paid off. I am a fifth year Engineering student now and I’m just really happy.
I bet this is the millionth article off the internet giving tips about braving the heat this season. And I guess one of the reasons why is that we have different coping mechanisms as soon as the rays of sun we used to enjoy pinch our skin soon as it shines in all its glory. This depends on where we are, what we do on a daily basis, and how long we are outside the comfort of our homes.
If you’re like me who’s mostly outside every dreading day but still want to look and feel sane until the sun sets, you might want to exert an effort of prepping up before stepping out of your door. Continue reading
I love the fact that traveling makes me feel like I’m at home. Since Maria Sofia Love said it, it has been engraved to me that the world is our address. And it has established an implication that each travel opportunity is an instrument of bringing us closer to home. Pak ganern! Continue reading
Daya is asking where the good boys have gone to hide away.
Let’s just say that we’re here studying real hard to have a great future.
It’s really hard to be an adolescent these days, especially when you’re a college student. People just think that it’s two of either school, social life, or rest. When, in fact and subjectively, it’s more than that; there’s family, academics, love life (for the lucky ones), homework, resume-building, friends, hobbies, PROPER SLEEP, and extra-curricular activities. It is a cycle of stress and guilt-rest that seems endless. Continue reading