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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

where i'll be


One of my secret hideaways is my favorite spa place, which will remain anonymous. I'm selfish, I only share the info to close friends ;)
I've been such a spa addict lately that I'd rather go there than eat! I've been also known to go there as frequently as twice a week, a guilty indulgence. Well, if you sorely need de-stressing like me with nowhere to be and no one to be with, it is really the next best thing. Scratch that, I would rather be at the spa getting pampered than (sometimes) be with someone (especially that someone).
My specialty since college was to discover hideaways like these- places that feed my soul, places that let me heal. It can be anywhere from a quaint coffeshop, a cozy bookstore, a small chapel, a friend's kitchen. I'm happy that I'm able to find these here in Manila. It can only mean one thing- I'm getting settled.
Now that I have own suking masseuse, foot spa/pedicurist, hair-trimmer and stylist and now that the baristas at the nearby coffeshop know me by name, how else can I be but settled?

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