#I Heart Davao

[perksofimmortality]

JUST GO WITH IT — LAST NOTE.

[SCREENPLAY / SOAP OPERA / RADIO DRAMA FORMAT]

CHARACTERS: Morgana, Morgause

THEMES: Magic, LGBTQ, Autism

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[Morgana storms into the room, surprising Morgause, who is watching something on her smartphone. Morgause has earphones on, but takes them off and discards her phone.]

MORGANA: [deep breath] Oh, you are not going to believe what Arthur just said to me.

MORGAUSE: What did he say?

MORGANA: "Stay the *fuck* away from Merlin." The nerve!

MORGAUSE: Hm. Pendragon boy swore? [huff of amusement] Wish I was around for *that*.

MORGANA: He sure did! And, let me tell you-

MORGAUSE: Why? What did you do?

MORGANA: Nothing!!! I just offered to heal Merlin!

MORGAUSE: What happened to Merlin?

MORGANA: [sighs] You weren't around, but his nose was bleeding earlier.

MORAUSE: Why?

MORGANA: That's the thing! I have no idea. I ASKED, but Arthur wouldn't even tell me! Wouldn't let me heal Merlin, wouldn't even let me touch or speak to Merlin! And when I said, fine, let me call another magic user with better healing skills than me, he HISSED at me to go away! I just wanted to help!

MORGAUSE: Then what happened? What did you do?

MORGANA: Well, of course I refused! Doesn't he realize Merlin was MY friend before he even met him? But nowadays, he just acts like he owns him, runs his life, forces him to stay at Camelot under Uther's thumb, and NOW he wants to *date* him, too!

MORGAUSE: Why shouldn't they date?

MORGANA: Oh, come on. Surely you realize Arthur doesn't deserve him. All he does is monopolize Merlin already. Arthur dates and shags whoever, whenever he wants, until they come packing or crying, yet REFUSES to marry. Meanwhile, anyone who's even mildly attracted to Merlin either hits a wall Arthur placed OR tries for a little bit... until they get intimidated by Arthur's *everything* and break Merlin's heart and leave. Again and again. It. Never. Ends.

MORGAUSE: But, something changed. They're dating now, aren't they?

MORGANA: YES, BUT!!! That only makes it worse!

MORGAUSE: Worse how, exactly?

MORGANA: Ugh. I shouldn't have to explain this. Merlin's already miserable and sick just being Arthur's so-called "best friend", working himself to death at Camelot all the time, and what does he get in return? The most underfunded department because of Uther's refusal to progress magical studies any further, only barely kept afloat by Arthur showing up to demand the bare minimum of it not being closed at every budget hearing. Merlin doesn't even get sick days or vacation days! Just more *Arthur* dictating his every move! How is it ethical or moral or legal that Arthur now gets to be Merlin's *boyfriend* as well? He doesn't even value him!

MORGAUSE: Or does he?

MORGANA: Please, don't do that. I was Merlin's best friend before it all. And I've lived with Arthur all my life. I know. Don't doubt me, please.

MORGAUSE: I'm sorry. I'm not doubting you. I'm your older sister, too. I love you, Morgana. In my own way.

MORGANA: I know... you already work so much. [...] How was Manila?

MORGAUSE: Don't know. I went to Davao City this time.

MORGANA: Where's that?

MORGAUSE: Philippines still, but further south.

MORGANA: I see... 

Silence.

MORGANA: Magic is still illegal there, right?

MORGAUSE: Yep.

MORGANA: It's just awful. They have one of the most ancient and diverse magical communities in the world. 

MORGAUSE: That's true. But the magical community is still there, isn't it?

MORGANA: Yeah, after being brutalized by multiple foreign powers! It's disgusting, especially after I learned the Secret Service funded and even sent our own sorcerers down there to do their dirty work.

MORGAUSE: And yet. The magical community there thrives. You've heard about them, know some of their songs and spells, eaten at their restaurants. Even without legal recognition.

MORGANA: That's true, but... look at us! Hell, just look at Arthur and Merlin! It's just the same story all over again - a brilliant magic user being caged and exploited by the too-rich too-powerful son of an absolute bigot. And my brother *still* isn't content being Merlin's boss. Oh no, wants to date and fuck and marry him, too, in addition to working him to death. That's not love.

MORGAUSE: If not love, what would you call it? If not best friends or boyfriends, what would you call their relationship?

MORGANA: I have no idea. A total monopoly, maybe.

MORGAUSE: Monopoly of what?

MORGANA: *Merlin*. Everything he is and does. Arthur wants to have it all, and yet still dates and shags others and answers to Uther. And on top of it all, tells ME to stay away from my own best friend. And Merlin just keeps falling for it.

MORGAUSE: Keeps falling for what?

MORGANA: Arthur!

MORGAUSE: Arthur's what?

MORGANA: EVERYTHING!

MORGAUSE: In other words, they are... in love. And dating. And best friends. And colleagues. Hm.

MORGANA: But it's not right! Arthur's a faithless heartbreaker AND Uther's lapdog. Merlin shouldn't be in Camelot University barely managing to run the magical studies department; he should be more involved in the magical community, like us! Like you! He should be travelling and learning about all the magical cultures he's never even heard of! Ugh... Did you know that Merlin doesn't even have a passport?

MORGAUSE: I did not know that. Why doesn't he have one?

MORGANA: Take a wild guess.

MORGAUSE: Arthur?

MORGANA: Of course it's Arthur. It's always Arthur. Nothing but Arthur. And Arthur still wants more of Merlin's love and attention just for himself while telling ME to "stay the fuck away" when I just wanted to heal my friend. Even though he KNOWS Merlin can't use healing magic, much less on himself.

MORGAUSE: Mhm. Did you hear about that recent law in the States?

MORGANA: Of course I did. No sorcerers in the military, again.

MORGAUSE: Do you agree with the passing of that law?

MORGANA: It's... complicated. I know how American sorcerers get treated, especially in the U.S. Military. Same as how British sorcerers were used to subdue India, and China, and the Middle East, and Canada, and so on. But outright banning them? What does that solve?

MORGAUSE: I don't know. I'm not American. And neither are you. Or Arthur. Or Uther. Or Merlin, for that matter. And neither Merlin nor you have ever been to the States, or India, or China, or West Asia, or the Philippines.

MORGANA: That's true, but... Arthur monopolizing Merlin's love is still wrong. He's Emrys! He doesn't *deserve* to be chained to a man, and *especially* a non-magic user.

MORGAUSE: Who deserves Merlin's love, then? Who does he deserve to be "chained to", if not his best friend, colleague, and now boyfriend?

MORGANA: No one! Merlin should be free to see the world, the magical cultures of other countries, and FREE TO BE WITH HIS FRIENDS WHENEVER AND WHEREVER HE DAMN WELL PLEASES!

MORGAUSE: Did Merlin tell you that's what he wants?

MORGANA: No... because ARTHUR NEVER LETS ME SEE HIM ANYMORE! I only HEAR about Merlin secondhand from him or Gwen nowadays. It's unfair. I'm Merlin's REAL best friend. A fellow magic user. I actually understand him. I would never exploit him or command him the way Arthur does.

MORGAUSE: But Merlin is here with us now, isn't he?

MORGANA: Well yes, until-

MORGAUSE: Why did Merlin's nose start bleeding earlier? Before his nosebleed, what was happening?

MORGANA: The party! At the pool! And it was going great, too! Merlin and I were talking for the first time in a long time. About magic. About politics. About British society. Gwen was there. Lance was there. Gwaine and Mithian and Elena were there. Mordred, his girlfriend, and his whole family were invited, too. Do you remember Auntie Alice? Merlin doesn't! I had to remind him who half the magic users there were.

MORGAUSE: So, Merlin's nose started bleeding because he got overwhelmed. What did Arthur do next?

MORGANA: THAT'S THE INFURIATING THING!!! He snatched Merlin right up, carried him bridal-style away to the living room, wrapped him in towels and blankets, made him wear earplugs and a sleep mask, and REFUSED to let me anywhere near him or call any healers for help! Just kept Merlin there, lying atop him, face buried in his chest, while he cursed or hissed at anyone who got close. And when I refused to let him keep on like that, do you know what he did?

MORGAUSE: What did Arthur do?

MORGANA: He tapped at his fucking diamond-studded Rolex and glared at me until I left the room.

MORGAUSE: Does Arthur have work today?

MORGANA: What? How is that relevant?

MORGAUSE: It's not. I'm just curious. So, does he?

MORGANA: No idea!

MORGAUSE: Hm. I think they're fine.

MORGANA: What? Didn't you listen to a word I told you this whole conversation.

MORGAUSE: I listened to it all.

MORGANA: So, how can you possibly support such an unqeual, imbalanced relationship?

MORGAUSE: [narrows eyes] When did I say I supported Arthur and Merlin's relationship?

MORGANA: Just now! You said you think they're fine!

MORGAUSE: Yep.

MORGANA: How can you-

MORGAUSE: Hold on, my phone's vibrating. Have you eaten dinner?

MORGANA: ...No, I haven't. But I'm not hungry.

MORGAUSE: You sure? Come back to me when you've eaten. Then, we can continue this conversation. Okay?

MORGANA: Okay. Thank you, Ate[1]

fin.

[1] "ate" (pronounced "ah" - "teh") means big sister in Tagalog. It can refer to elder sisters no matter the blood relation, older women not too far in age to you, younger/same age girls you think are more mature/smarter than you, or as a compliment to visibly mature women to make them seem younger, or mockingly towards any person who is being annoying/too full of themself/you want them to leave/you are about to leave.

EXERCISE FOR THE READER: What emotion informs Morgana's usage of the word "ate" in this context? Answer in the replies.

[mojoeeee]

about me!

I’m Joel Nelson Y. Macias, a 16-year-old Grade 11 student at the University of the Immaculate Conception in Davao City. I’m currently in the STEM strand, diving deep into science, technology, engineering, and math. Aside from school, I’ve got a few things I’m super passionate about.

Basketball is a big part of my life. I love playing the game, and when I’m not on the court, I’m following the NBA closely. I’m a huge Golden State Warriors fan, and Stephen Curry is my all-time favorite player. His skills and leadership are seriously inspiring. I’m also a gamer at heart. When I’m relaxing, you can catch me playing NBA2K, Mobile Legends, Fortnite, or Marvel Rivals. I enjoy the thrill of competition and connecting with friends through these games.

When it comes to food, I’m all about good eats! Steak with mashed potatoes and a slice of pizza are my ultimate favorites, and I’m always up for trying new dishes as well.

Here is me Playing Basketball!

I love basketball because it’s more than just a game, it’s a passion. The thrill of competition, the teamwork, and the rush of making the perfect play keep me coming back. Whether I’m shooting threes, making clutch moves, or just playing for fun, basketball gives me an unmatched sense of excitement and freedom.

[lifewithanj]

Life with Anj: A Little Fighter Gone Too Soon

There are some patients who leave a mark on your heart forever. For me, that was Baby Rafael. He was my first patient when we began our duty at a known hospital in Davao City, and though our time together was brief, his story became deeply personal to me.

Rafael was just nine months old, battling Biliary Cirrhosis, a condition that made every day a fight for survival. His mother, Ate Cha, shared their struggles with me—the endless hospital stays, the overwhelming medical expenses, and the urgent need for a ₱1.7 million liver transplant before he turned one. Despite everything, she remained strong, holding onto the hope that her son would get a chance to live.

I remember suggesting that they reach out to radio stations, hoping that someone with a kind heart would hear their story and help. Many people did, offering support, prayers, and donations. For a moment, it felt like a miracle could happen.

But life doesn’t always go the way we hope. Today, I just learned that Baby Rafael is no longer with us. The little fighter who endured so much is finally at rest. His passing is heartbreaking, but his story will not be forgotten. He taught me about resilience, about the strength of a mother’s love, and about how even in the darkest times, kindness can bring people together.

Rest easy, Baby Rafael. You were deeply loved, and you will always be remembered. 

[mgahinugotnadila]

Review: Tableya from Sorsogon, Bicol

As an amateur chocolate enthusiast, I thought I should start documenting more of the chocolate I eat, so let's start local.

Yesterday my relatives brought us some tableya from San Roque, Sorsogon, Bicol. Tableya, or tablea, is Filipino chocolate. You may know it as a ball of chocolate in plastic bags at your local pasalubong shop. It is markedly different from your typical, Western chocolate. Tableya is very dark, pure cacao. It has a distinct smell, almost like a roasted scent. Some of my classmates say that Davao tablea is the best, but I've only eaten Bicol tablea myself. (I have eaten Davao tablea once but not the tablea itself. I ate it as a cold choco shake.)

Typically, our relatives from Bicol or Leyte send us tableya balls (one time my cousin and his friends made tableo and pressed it into pretty shapes, I can't remember what exact shapes though). I normally just eat it by the ball--a ball will last me a whole day at home while I do homework. But I don't recommend trying this if it's your first time eating tablea. Like I said, it's very dark and often sends one's pulse racing.

It's more common to turn tableya into hot choco for breakfast. Which is how I woke up today, to a kaserola of melted tableya.

If it was your typical hot chocolate from the store, or melted from a bar of Western chocolate, then I could have easily downed 2 cups of the stuff in succession. But just a sip of tableya will have your heart racing.

I added a bit of cow milk to my tableya which softens the roasty taste a bit. It almost reminds me of candy (or the aftertaste of suman, for some reason). Still, it has the earthy taste that tablea is known for, and little, powdery bits of tablea are left behind on my tongue while I swallow the liquid down. The aftertaste of tableya with milk makes me want to try mixing tablea with coconut milk.

Honestly, this is a better way to wake up than coffee. You're super awake and you get to eat chocolate. You don't even have to drink a lot. You also get to hear news about your relatives that brought them home, which may or may not be a good thing.

TL;DR - My rating: 5 tablea out of 5 tabla.

[alburobrennan]

Hello everyone before I tell you my story I will introduce my self first my name is Brennan Alburo 17 years old,

My hobbies are playing video games, volleyball, like to sing and a lot more

I have no siblings and I am a Mama's boy but I sometimes wonder what if i have a brother or sister so that I can take care of them, play with them.

Moving on I lived in my Lola's house with my Mom and step Dad and I started nursery in Davao City we stayed In my tita's House at least One year in a half, When I was a little kid I dreamed about being a Doctor/Nurse cause I want to helpthe patients who is sick and now I want to be a Accountant

however after I finish nursery I continue studying here in Gensan Elementary (kinder- Grade 6)  highschool (Grade7 to Grade 12) I'm a Former SPA STUDENT Here in Labangal National High School

And my grade 10 journey I found true friend that I would nerve ever forget. That made me realize how much they treasure me so much and I want to keep all the memories that we had. so grateful to have them

These are my cousin's I always want to be with them because they are there and I'm happy when I'm with them. the laughs, the stories will never disappear, there is no day that is not happy as long as they are with me, so I am blessed because they are the ones who make me happy.

Now I'm in grade 11. When I finish college I want to help my parents because of their hardwork,sacrifice and a lot more that that, I want to feel and promise them that their sacrifice will be rewarded. I love staying here in Gensan because my cousin's lived here they showed me what it feels like to have a Siblings and I'm so thankful to our beloved Jesus Christ because he never left my life he always protects me no matter what happens or disaster happens and  to my parents who always supports me I'm my journey, thank you for your love and cherish hearts thank you for being there for me no matter what happens you are my inspiration for all of my hardwork, thank you

[pinitiknirayj]

Day 2 of our Community Health Nursing 📍Talusa Village, Talomo, Davao City 🏡 Snapped some shots of my classmates throughout the day, capturing their smiles and moments that made it special. We also couldn't resist buying lots of siomai from one of the stores nearby (hunger hits different out in the field 😅😂).

Even though I’m not in the photos, I’ve always loved being behind the camera, it warms my heart seeing people smile and being able to capture that joy. 📸💛

Aside from taking pics, I also noticed how much I’ve improved in communicating with clients and patients. Every interaction helped me grow more confident and empathetic. 🌱🩺

[lifewithleen]

About me

My name is Nicole Pauleen D. Fuentes. I am 20 years old, born on November 5, 2004, in Davao City, Philippines. Although I was born in Davao, I was raised and currently reside in Panabo City, a place I hold dear to my heart. My name holds meaningful meaning as it was carefully chosen by my parents. "Nicole" was inspired by my mother’s favorite actress, Nicole Kidman, while "Pauleen" was derived from my father’s name, Paul. To give it a more feminine touch, they added the suffix "een." 

[xmandre-dimple-family]

I Found a Secret Church Hidden Inside a Shopping Mall

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Cinema to  @TOGetherWorship   A Unique Worship Experience with Insta360 X4! ⛪️🎥 #ph #ita  🇵🇭❤️🇮🇹 

Exploring an incredible discovery at Victoria Plaza - the unique Together Church nestled inside this bustling davao city mall! 🙏 The davao mall perfectly integrates commercial design with spiritual spaces, creating a remarkable commercial architecture that brings community together. This innovative space in davao city showcases how modern davao is evolving to serve diverse needs under one roof. 😍 @insta360 #ph #ita 🇵🇭❤️🇮🇹 

Get ready for a truly unique worship experience! Join us as we transform a cinema into a sacred space for a special Sunday service with  @TOGetherWorship   Experience the power of worship in an unexpected setting, surrounded by the familiar ambiance of a movie theater. Let's come together in faith and celebrate the presence of God. For the first time ever, we'll be capturing this special moment with our new Insta360 X4 camera. Get ready for immersive 360-degree footage that will transport you right into the heart of the service. 

 #Worship #Cinema #Church #Philippines #UniqueExperience #Faith #Community #SundayService #Inspiration #Insta360X4 #360Video

[mikarin0431]

Nurturing Character: My Ateneo Education and the Shaping of a Mindanao Citizen

Nestled in the heart of Mindanao, amidst the vibrant tapestry of cultures and landscapes that define this region, I find myself on a transformative journey of self-discovery and growth at Ateneo de Davao University. As I reflect on the educational influences of the revered Filipino hero, Jose Rizal, and the profound impact of my Ateneo education, I am compelled to ponder on how these experiences are shaping my character as a citizen of Mindanao.At the core of my Ateneo education lies a commitment to excellence, service, and social justice - values that resonate deeply with the teachings and aspirations of Rizal. Inspired by his unwavering dedication to nation-building and his fervent belief in the power of education to effect positive change, I am reminded of the crucial role that education plays in shaping not just minds but also hearts and souls.

As a student at Ateneo, I am immersed in a community that values diversity, inclusivity, and a deep sense of social responsibility. The spirit of magis - the call to do more, to be more, in service of others - permeates every facet of campus life, challenging me to strive for excellence in all that I do and instilling in me a profound sense of purpose and mission.In the classrooms, lecture halls, and community engagement initiatives of Ateneo, I am constantly pushed to think critically, to question assumptions, and to engage with issues that are not just academic but deeply relevant to the socio-political landscape of Mindanao. The rich tapestry of perspectives and experiences that my peers and professors bring to the table fuels my passion for social justice and ignites a desire to effect positive change in my community.Rizal once said, "The youth is the hope of our future." In the halls of Ateneo, I see this sentiment come to life as I witness my fellow students actively engaging with the challenges and opportunities that face Mindanao. From participating in community outreach programs to advocating for environmental sustainability, from promoting peace and dialogue to championing the rights of marginalized groups, my Ateneo education is equipping me with the knowledge, skills, and values to be an agent of positive change in my beloved region.

As a citizen of Mindanao, I am keenly aware of the complexities and nuances of our cultural tapestry - the vibrant mix of traditions, beliefs, and languages that define us. My Ateneo education has taught me to embrace this diversity with an open heart and a curious mind, to seek understanding and empathy in the face of difference, and to work towards a future where unity, peace, and progress are not just ideals but lived realities.In the footsteps of Rizal, guided by the principles of my Ateneo education, I am emboldened to be a citizen of Mindanao who is not just informed but also inspired, not just knowledgeable but also compassionate, and not just a spectator but an active participant in the ongoing narrative of our region's development and transformation. Together, let us continue to nurture character, cultivate excellence, and shape a future that is bright, inclusive, and filled with promise for all Mindanawons.

[kethwithlove]

Torn and Unbowed

Today, my heart is heavy, heavier than it has ever been. The news of FPRRD’s arrest cuts through me like a knife, and I know I’m not alone in this agony. For the Dabawenyos, for every Filipino who has stood by him, this is not just a headline, it’s a wound. Our beloved Rodrigo Duterte, the father of Davao City, the man who gave us hope when the world seemed dark, has been taken from us. And for…

[kheleesii]

my heart feels so heavy rn

Picture this—us, little grade school kids, waving our tiny flags like our lives depended on it, as the chopper of the father of our city lands. Yes, a chopper, because we’re, what, 1 hour away from the city center? But it didn’t matter. No matter how far your barangay was, no matter that we’re the biggest city in terms of land area, he’d come. He’d always come. And there we were, all smiles, practically vibrating with excitement, waiting to hear what he’d say to us.

I was just a kid, but I got his jokes. I got them. He was the funniest person in the world to me back then. His humor was simple, sure, but maybe that’s what made it so perfect. Our community was light, easygoing, and we laughed at everything. Sundays were sacred—not just for church, but for Gikan sa Masa Para sa Masa. The whole family would gather around, watching as people sent letters, and he’d read them, tackling city problems with this transparency that even as a kid, I could feel. And then, oh, the ending song—You Raise Me Up. Every time, it hit me right in the chest. I’d sit there, teary-eyed, feeling all the love he had for us.

Fast forward a few years, and there I was, working in the city government, HRMO to be exact. I got to see the city from the inside, to understand how we built ourselves up with good governance. I met people who had worked directly with the Dutertes, and even met them myself. And let me tell you, I was proud. I am proud. Deep down, we’re all saying, “Tatay, balik nalang sa Davao. Love kaayo ka namo.” It’s not fanaticism—it’s love. Genuine, heartfelt love for someone who truly cared for us.

And now? My heart aches. It’s heavy, knowing what he’s going through. Yet, deep down, I hold onto hope that justice, in its truest form, will prevail and that this storm will pass. And when the time comes, we’ll act. He’ll never be disappointed in us. I love him so much it hurts, and it breaks my heart to see this happening to him after everything he’s done. He’s the best we could ever have. No one else comes close.

xoxo for tatay d,

khellys

[losterthanlost]

March 2, 2025

Hello.

So iyak iyak ako kagabi. Haha. Yawa man diay ni.

Diba nagsulat ko og entry atung Feb 28 about sa akong duha ka ka-chat sa insta this february pero mas nag-emphasize ko sa german. Haha. So ambot basta murag I felt left hanging and ignored. Nanganad man gud. Pero okay ra gud. Ambot makulbaan jud ko kada mu-chat ko kay bale liker ra jud ko sa iyang art. Tapos, sa among duha, may life siya ako ya irregular undergrad na gani, unemployed pa jud. Pala-suko na palamunin. Hahays. I feel so inferior din pero in good way. Like, murag healthy siya na pressure sa akoa para magtarong.

Ayorn lang.

Hahaha. Basta nakahilak ko kay dugay siya wala message and wala pa jud siya dapat work. (Eww clingy af so cringe diba?). Well sala ko pud kay wala man pud ko nagreply haha. Pero ayorn lang. Basi cold gani ko sa iyaha noh. Pero ambot ra jud.

Mao lagi to dugay siya naka reply sa akoa and wala sad siya nagspill sa unsay natabo sa iya the whole time. Like gitubag ra niya ang pangutana nako. Mao ra jud to. Tas ako kay nagreact ra sad. Wala na ko nagfollow up question kay, again, kinsa man ko? Hahaha. Trip ko lang man jud iyang art. Mao ra jud to. Dili pud jud nako siya ma-seryoso sa iyahang flirting maski tung after nako mag face reveal. Abi ko gani pang deter to siya. Kay dili jud nako to best selfie as in where pretty ko. Like, selfie lang with my buhok na bagong ligo.

Wait lang unsa gani akong point ani?

Ah basta gahapon finally nagreply na siya sa akong question about sa drive niya pauli. Ana siya okay lang. Then pag-uli niya kay nagdula pa siya 1 hour. And then nagchika daw with yung friend nga tapos nakatulog while yon ginagawa niya. So ayorn I SHIP THEM AGAIN po T^T. Tapos ayorn. Full on sad girl ako pagkadinner. Gipaluto pa jud ko og sud-an kay niuli akong pader. So ayorn. Gihuman ko lang jud ang luto, naghukad og akoang sariling plato, sulod sa kwarto and then hilak. HAHAHA. While ga sountrip. HAHAHAHA. Shet.

Well, that feeling, my friends, is jealousy. First time ko yata matamaan ng ganyan na di ko kaya tawanan or i-brush off lang. Naa gud gamay na mga selos dati pero in the context of friendship man lang. Nakahilak diay ko once tung nagka-bestfriend si R tung grade 8. Pero kasi din, as a person, as a man, trip jud nako siya. Like, ang flaw ra jud niya kay foreigner siya piste kaayo. T^T. Nganong dili na lang jud pwede na pilipino siya or taga davao pud or classmate nako or na crush nako? Karang makita ra nako ba. Nganong foreigner pa jud ang boang?

Random pa jud kaayo and medyo fateful ang amoang pag-connect sa instagram. Although, murag sa amoang duha murag good effect lang para sa iyaha kay natabangan siya through that hellish week jud. Pero sa akoa kay naging distraction and grabe na ang delay nako sa akong acads. Sheesh. Samoka.

Pero at least diba, through sa iyaha, nabal-an nako na ang akoang ideal man na gina-describe nako kada naa koy imaginary self-interviews hahahah, kay naga-exist. Tapos regardless of circumstance pa jud. Kay medyo gapait siya jud sa standards sa ilang country. Laban lang jud par. Pero the resilience, the wide af skill set. The good heart. :<. Such a good man. Of course based ra pud jud ni sa mga na-share niya sa akoa. Naga-exist jud diay ang akong ideal good man. A man na willing ko mag learn ng kahit ano, mag-improve sa all possible iimprove na aspects, and more. Karang mu-push jud sa akoa mu-grow just by existing. Eww. Medyo cringe pero journal ko man gud ni and mao jud ni akong ginabati karon. Hahays. Labyu na po ata. HAHAHA.

Also, naisip ko ni while gabuklas sa akong siampay ganina hapon, na at least na-explore nako ang feelings of jealousy. Pangit siya bai. Dili jud kaya bai. I mean dili siya kaya i-go through without crying. HAHA. Piste oy. Anyways. Basta mao na to. Thank you Malik HAHAHA.

[alwaysyoursjenn]

Dear 2028 Jennifer,

Hi! This is 2025 Jennifer! How are you now?

Today, it's February 16, 2025. Valentines was 2 days ago. Honestly, I felt a bit sad. I wanna go out with the love of my life like some of my friends and family but hey, I'm still single. I only remain friends with the guy Kate introduced me to. Had to drop him off because I can't see a future with him. Anyway!

For Valentines, I wanted to have a dinner outside with my parents but none of it happened. On a brighter side, it is a blessing how I get to spend dinner with them on Valentines! Although I didn't receive a rose from papa this year since I spent the night in Davao. I also got frustrated to the point of being teary-eyed on valentines because of our RC, and to make matters worse, papa accidentally ran over the puppy I'm supposed to give to Leng. It shattered my heart just thinking about the puppy whose name given was Cooper. His life barely started. I'm so sorry, Cooper 😭 I don't even want to think about it. Please run to us in the afterlife.

What other things are currently happening to me this phase in life? Hmmm. I have a couple things to list: I had my period 2 weeks early, and is still on-going for 2 weeks now! Insane. The last time this happened was 2023. Maybe I am indeed stress? Erm...

Also! My crush on Bangchan grew rapidly fast. I've been crushing on him since 2019, but it was a surface level crush. Now, I got into Stray Kids after 6 years! Isn't that funny? I used to be a casual fan, but now I can say that I am now a part of the fandom. I can consider myself as a STAY. What's cooler is the fact that SKZ anniversary falls on my birthday! March 25! How amazing is that? I guess I really am meant to stan them hehe~

This one is on a depressing note, I reenroll our res1 because again, our Research Coordinator and his term of agreement that he made us sign—as we were left with no choice but to oblige, apparently is where our future lies. It literally dictates our future. He made a lot of students cried. He thrives on our tears, one day I know for sure that karma's gonna get him lol I am just so pissed, still an understatement if we're being honest.

Silly note to add, my ex recently viewed my profile and ironically my reposts are about falling in-love postings and I reposted initials that clearly doesn't mean anything, but he gets to read that, which is oddly satisfying because I want him to incessantly think I still have a boyfriend and get hurt over that thought and make him regret for eternity over the decisions he made. His reposts still has a hint of longing for a past relationship so that serves him right. Haha.

Lastly, I want to lose fats. It's quite noticeable that I have been gaining weight. My stomach isn't flat now, and everytime I see a picture or video of myself from 2023 it made me realize how flat my stomach was!!! So I will be having a calorie deficit diet and start jogging by tomorrow Monday! I wanna do the 30-day challenge and see for myself how much I've lost weight/fat. I recently ordered a weighing scale as well to keep track of my weight loss journey.

I want to be physically fit for my 26th birthday!

Oh and, 2028 Jennifer, I hope you are still alive and healthy! We have bargained with God to not take our life yet not until we have grandkids! 👀

Do you have a partner now? How's your job so far? How many countries have you visited? 2025 Jennifer will do everything in her power to get the life you deserve in the near future! I love you!

Hope you have a peace of mind 🤍

[redxpranger]

1/12/2025

The first week of the new year has been exhausting but also quite interesting. I’ve always believed that the emotions I feel when the clock strikes 12 on New Year’s Day set the tone for the year ahead.

Recently, my friends have been checking in on me more often, and it’s something I truly cherish. I promised myself I’d be more honest with them about my emotions this year, and I’ve been trying to keep that promise. Over time, they’ve proven how genuine and supportive they are, so I’ve started to open up more. I shared with them that my heart has felt heavy lately.

Even though I told them about my melancholy, I also reassured them not to worry too much and to allow me the space to process my emotions. What I love most about my friends—especially Camille—is that they don’t pressure me to respond immediately. Even if it takes weeks or months for me to get back to them, our bond remains unchanged. That level of understanding has helped our decade-long friendship mature into something deeply meaningful.

Last night, I met up with Rax, who had just returned from his trip to Japan. It was heartwarming to see the photos and videos he took, especially of Cams, Ellah, and Dan. Whenever Rax and I hang out, we often find ourselves reminiscing about how much things have changed. Watching groups of friends laugh together at other tables in the bar made us miss our college days even more.

Rax suggested we visit all the bars we used to hang out at during college, turning it into a nostalgic treasure quest. We started listing them, only to realize that 90% of those places have closed. It was bittersweet—a reminder of how time has moved on, and so have most of our friends. Many are now married, have kids, moved back to their hometowns, or relocated to Japan.

We decided to go to Suazo, a place that holds a special place in my heart. Though we didn’t visit it often in college, I loved its deep appreciation for OPM and the local music scene in Davao.

The night took an interesting turn when Rax invited his high school friend Val to join us, who in turn brought two of his work friends. Usually, when I meet new people through Rax, I find the conversations enjoyable but not particularly memorable. I’ve always longed for deeper, more reflective discussions, but I know not everyone thinks the way I do.

This time, however, was different. Val’s work friends turned out to be two college students who are also working part-time, and for the first time in a while, I had a genuinely great conversation.

We talked about music, anime, and games. When Val asked what games I play, I admitted that I’m not much of a gamer and have only played Dave the Diver and Stardew Valley, neither of which I’ve finished despite years of trying. One of the guys sitting beside me lit up and said he used to play Stardew Valley, too.

That game holds a special place in my heart—it was my sanctuary during the 2020 pandemic. It became a “second life” for me, a way to feel productive in a virtual world. The opening scene, where you inherit your grandfather’s farm after his death, always struck an emotional chord with me. The letter from the grandfather in the game reads:

"If you’re reading this, you must be in dire need of a change. The same thing happened to me, long ago. I’d lost sight of what mattered most in life... real connections with other people and nature. So I dropped everything and moved to the place I truly belong."

When I shared how much that letter resonated with me, the guy admitted he’d cried during that scene too. We talked about how deeply we connected with the game, especially during difficult times.

He told me he’d been messaging the developer, frustrated by the lack of updates over the past six years, yet still holding onto hope. He shared how he played the game as if it were his real life, forming genuine connections with the characters and paying close attention to their stories. Through him, I learned that the characters in Stardew Valley aren’t just fictional—they’re written to feel human, each with their own flaws and lessons. He encouraged me to befriend everyone in the game, promising I’d learn unexpected life lessons through their backstories.

Our conversation reminded me of the grandfather’s letter and its timeless wisdom: real connections with people and nature are what truly matter.

Moments like these remind me of God’s greatness and how He listens. I’ve been praying for guidance, asking Him to help me grow, to lighten my burdens, and to bring people into my life who can offer support and comfort.

The funny thing is, I never got the guy’s name! Hahaha! Still, I left the night feeling inspired. I’m planning to play Stardew Valley again and explore everything he suggested. The thought of diving back into Pelican Town excites me, especially now that I know there’s so much more to discover and learn.

When I thought this year would be the same as the last, the universe proved me wrong. Over and over again, it never fails to remind me to hold on—to trust that even in the quietest, heaviest moments, something beautiful is always on its way.

[excuse-me-why-am-i-sad]

testimony part 2

I was taught to be good, study well, grow in academics, be a good role model, and guide my siblings. How can I do that when the one who should be guiding me is a hypocrite? My father deceived me, deceived me and my sisters, my only brother. He was seeking attention from another woman when he has his own family? The money he has given to the girl doesn't even equal the allowance he provides us to each sibling. Where does he get the money to give and spend for someone other than his family? While that girl is reaping the benefits and money of my father, me and my sisters are having trouble with our allowances as we don't even receive them weekly. It's unfair; we were told to spend wisely, and we do. Is spending money for that girl-wise? My father becomes cheap when it comes to spending for us, yet he spends without counting the cost when he spends for the girl. My heart hurts; it aches. My father is severely busy, and I thought he was working hard for the family, so I admired him for his dedication and hard work. Who would have thought that he would be off having intercourse and what other indecencies with that girl? That girl even went into hiding; what right does she have? The right to privacy? How brazen and whorish behavior; she even mentioned in the text messages that she is looking for a sugar daddy. How desperate can one get? She has only recently gotten her license and decided to gamble her career for infidelity. For a married man? My father isn't even handsome, he only has a way of words. My mother is severely more physically attractive than the girl that my father decided to cheat on. It's honestly insulting. What he has done and what they have done has shattered my view of the world; it made me develop trust issues, especially since those acquaintances of Papa decided to lie for him. This world is built on lies and hypocrisy. Saying one thing and doing another. Who would have known the most religious person you know would be the one who does the most heinous crime? God, where are you? I need your guidance. This world is full of people who lie and deceive others for selfish gains. Funny, the cuts on my arms are visible, yet the adults don't seem to notice until I point it out. I don't want to live in this world where people are selfish and liars. This world is not safe for those who are kind and understanding. I have followed my father, yet this is what he does. I went to study at his school at his insistence and at his request. I made a name for myself because he wanted me to surpass him. I even studied at Davao at his insistence. Was my absence at home in Cotabato the reason this happened? I severely monitored him, checking his calls, where he was going, and who he was with, yet it wasn't enough. 10 days after I returned to Davao, I was a completely different person and a total mess. Crying every night and every time I got home. I could not do my assignments or tasks, which resulted in procrastination. My eyes hurt from the tears and were immensely swollen. I finally lost my mind and told my mom's mother and brother, to which they said my mom's sister, my godmother.

[anglesofthalamus]

Behind the Bright Smile: Unveiling the Hidden Emotions in Middle Childhood.

"If I had the chance to choose, I would have wanted to live with my mom," Manny said, and that is the line that stung our heart. While looking for an interviewee, we stumbled upon a bunch of kids playing beside the road, and that is when we decided to approach them and talk to them, asking if we could interview one of them based on the age we were looking for. One of them, a cheerful boy, said, “Ako nalang Ate” (I'll do it, sister). Before the interview, we talked to his father, obtained his consent, and explained everything. After that, he signed the consent and asked if it was okay to leave because he needed to go to work, leaving us with Manny and his friends.

Manny was a joyful ten-year-old kid who liked playing basketball and having fun around his friends. According to his stories, he was a highly active kid, not only at home but also at school, which showed how he refined his gross motor skills like running and jumping. He was also diligent in studying, earning him a spot on the honor roll. He said, "I need to study and learn, or my father will scold or spank me." During our interview, he tried reading both English and Tagalog, and we could see how good he was when it came to reading. He mentions that he studies Arabic with his friends on weekends, and he thinks that it’s fun. Manny was a bright kid, smiled a lot, and was very interactive. We noticed that he spoke the same dialect as us, Hiligaynon, which made him even more comfortable during the interview. That is when we asked where he originally came from, and he said he had been in various places, like living in a mountain somewhere in South Cotabato, Iloilo, San Carlos, until he came to Davao a few months ago. Compared to the other kids there, he seemed a bit mature, as if we were talking to someone of the same age. He told us the story of how he had gone from various places, and it started because his mother and father separated not long ago. His aunt took him, along with his two other siblings, to his father’s residence because his mom could not afford to have six children. There are seven of them, but a few months ago, sadly, one of his sisters died, who he was closest to because she was the one who took care of him the most. He now lives with his stepmom and father, along with two other non-biological siblings. He prefers being with his friends, which is evident from his outgoing personality. He even claimed to have thirty friends from various places he had been, which seemed plausible given the five kids who accompanied him during the interview. The biggest challenge Manny faced was when his mother decided to let his father take care of him and his other two older siblings, even though he wanted to be with his mom. He even said, "If I could have the chance to choose, I would choose to live with my mom because I miss her so much. I miss my sister too because she took care of me and she loves me during the days she was still here."

Despite all these obstacles, we admire how this kid remains a bright and outgoing kid who still finds joy even just playing with his friends. His story tells us how important it is to recognize that a child’s experiences can impact their development in several ways. One of the most heartbreaking parts of his story is him telling us he wanted to be with his mom in Hiligaynon, saying, “Naidlaw gid ko ya sa akon nga mamang” means “I miss my mother so much”. The desire shows how deep the emotional bonds that children have with their caregivers and the impact of parental separation on the child's emotional development. His story also tells us the importance of social relationships in children’s lives, like how Manny makes friends and finds happiness in playing with his friends. As we reflect on his story, we have been reminded that it is important to acknowledge and validate children’s feelings and the need to approach them with care and understanding. By doing so, we believe we can create a supportive environment that allows children like Manny to foster growth and development, even in the face of challenges.