i just found this most amazing website where you just type in your url (or whoever’s) and it comes up with all the songs you’ve ever posted as a playlist. My life is complete.
Currently populating my web-based library. Love this cloud e-book manager. I have Kobo installed on my tablet (and I love it) but it only reads epub files. This one lets you upload epub, mobi and pdf, plus you can access them anytime from your phone or tablet hihi.
oh my god
This is fuckin awesome.
It’s been a while. I miss the sand and salty air.
Everybody’s got a hungry heart!
— When Strangers Click, a 2011 documentary about online dating (via obliteratedheart)
There are songs that can effortlessly inject a massive amount of feels into your system at almost 3AM in the morning. This is one of them. I almost want to cry and I don’t even know why. Too perfect for this post-midnight solitary moment I’m having, I guess.
Diversity stares you in the face when you’re in Hong Kong. The streets are brimming with personality, incredibly vibrant and overwhelmingly dense. Armed with nothing but maps and a whole lot of guts, Cheyenne and I wandered from Tsim Sha Tsui all the way to Mongkok, Lan Kwai Fong, Causeway Bay, and lots of other places, then always back to Tsim Tsha Tsui by midnight, in a span of three days. We walked a lot, ate a lot, talked a lot, saw a lot and got lost a lot. Refusing to succumb to the convenience that cabs offer, we walked most of the time. Whenever we would recurrently wind up at the same street, Cheyenne would say "Okay lang yan, as long as may lupa tayong natatapakan, buhay tayo." When we’re not walking, we’re using the subway. I’ve always believed that the best way to know a city is by blending with the locals. I fell utterly in love with their MTR. I’m a million percent sure that any Filipino who had experienced their transit system would echo my thoughts on this.
Far from my expectations, the locals were actually very accommodating. I was expecting so much worse because of some stories from a few of my friends. I was waiting for some of the locals to make faces when they couldn’t understand me, or shout at me when I’m walking on the wrong lane, but none of that happened. Everyone was very courteous and helpful. There are a lot of funny ‘lost-in-translation’ moments, like being told that the food I want to order is already sold out, even if it was clearly not, just because they can’t understand my English; and being told by a saleslady that she loves Malaysians even after I said clearly that we were from Manila (she must have misheard us).
We cannot wait to go back and discover more of HK’s hidden gems. We’d love to give Disneyland, their most popular attraction, a visit too. Nothing is more fascinating than getting lost in a foreign country and finding magic in the commonplace. We feel so lucky and happy to have gone to Hong Kong as travelers, not tourists.