Originally called as the Malacanang of the North, I prefer to call the place as the famous house at the lakeside. It served as the palace, office and house of the former president and his family. The place has a long and complicated history. Much of this was attributed to the legal cases pursued against the former president and his family. 

The house was grand but did not impress me well. I appreciate old structures, wood and the capiz windows. But the entire structure does not suit my preferences. The only thing I appreciate, the view of the lake. The lake was relaxing and to some extent, breathtaking. 

I've been savoring my two-week break from work. I just arrived home after meeting some good old friends. I have a lot in my mind now. All of a sudden I feel pressured, bombarded, frustrated and at the same time, sad. This is the least I wanted to feel, especially after having a great time during Christmas. Part of the continuing phase of growing up as an adult, I believe. Whatever this maybe, I hope I'll be able to overcome it.