#charaught

[lolmac]

[jillianwarts]

di natuloy lab test ko kasi need daw fasting dun sa procedure sabi nung doctor ko di daw need. hmp sayang pamasahe ha!

dahil di natuloy, pumunta na lang din ako sa nanalong kopi shop sa post ko kanina. (thank you @anaventurer & @papersparrows labyu gorls!). solid nung alto, ang tapang ng kape. yung biscoff kinesu yung binili ko plus chicken katsu. tih, di ko naubos yung food kasi akala ko di na ko tutuloy sa kopi shop kasi late na ko. langyang buhok kasi to mukhang manipis pero 30 years bago matuyo. 👽

pagtapos nung kopi kinesu, nagpunta na ko sa aking paboritong waxing salon, at ako ay mistulang sonny angel sa may bandang south area ng pagkatao ko. hahahahahahaha. hayop si ate ang ganda daw. hala ate sana mukha ko i-compliment mo beh? charaught. saks to kasi pa-period nanaman tapos baka manuntok na ko kasi di na ko sanay sa buhok ror. tapos may menstrual diaper na din pala yung those days. 48 pesos yung medium, yung charmee 54 or 56 ata.

yun lang beh, sana matulog ako? feeling weekend na agad ako ha!?

[spilledcoffeefrommy]

08APR2023, SAT.

In cooperation with the new logo design of tumblr (charaught!), my very first time to try an OJ Espresso! 🧡🖤🤎 I’ve been curious about what this drink tastes like for months now. Personally, it’s a weirdly delicious, wackadoodle twist on iced coffee. Kind of drinking a bingo orange flavored cookie, which I like. Hahaha. Dunno what that says about me coz the fam disagrees. Well, one thing’s fo sho, acid ain’t got nothing on me. 🙃

[yourmeltedsunsets]

Men cheat the most.

Women cheat the best.

Men cheat for sex. It is usually rooted from having a feeling of enticement for someone new especially if the person is a complete opposite of their current partner. Romanticizing their despicable behavior as a result from the idea “ Hindi naman ako maghahanap ng iba kung hindi nagkukulang yung isa”. Prolly making sense but, is it really about the “pagkukulang nung isa” o talagang “mapaghanap ka?”. In addition to that, when men get cheated on, usually, they act like it’s the end of the world. They’ll start jumping from one person to another in order to feed their ego. With their best effort, they will try to project a facade built from phony arrogance showing that it’s a loss for the other party— that they are actually valuable, incomparable and irreplaceable.

while

Women cheat for love and affection — they crave for someone who is emotionally mature and reliable (and I think, this applies to both platonic and romantic relationships). Most of the women, possess great fortitude and forbearance allowing them to endure all kinds of torment. A blessing in disguise, most of the time, but also a curse. It is tailored to the idea that “you are expected to be that way because you are a ‘woman’. Lalake yan. Ikaw dapat umintindi dahil ikaw ang nakakaintindi.” When in fact, women’s capability to understand and accept things, even when there was a sudden change, shouldn’t be used and abused by letting them embrace pain and suffering that they don’t deserve. Ending, tinitiis nalang lahat. Bare minimums, unacceptable treatments, disrespect and so on in order to keep the relationship going until they end up empty and exhausted. So when they cheat, yung ipapalit, matic yan, kahit hindi performance at katawang pangkama, as long as that person is fully capable of handling with ultimate care for the depth of their emotions, ay pasok sa banga yan.

Well, sometimes it’s case to case basis naman.

Hahahaha minsan naman kase may mga babaeng hindot. Hindi marunong makuntento sa isa. Kaya ginawang lima. Charaught! Idk everything and I am, still, to learn lots of things pa. Still, cheating is a choice. Not an accident. It’s an effin’ choice! Ganto nalang siguro. For those people who are in a relationship rn, always be transparent. Communicate your feelings para maintindihan ng mga partner niyo yung kulang o wala. Hindi yung papupunan niyo sa tulong ng iba. But if you think that it’s no longer working, iwanan niyo nalang. Wag kayong umarteng loyal na demonyo habang ginagawang muntanga yung isang tao. Have the balls to speak up or be bold enough to walk away instead of prolonging the agony. We are all adults here. Let’s be responsible when it comes to relationships na pinapasok naten. Yung nalang hahahahaah sige bye. Goodnight mga bilat at mga burat🤍😘

[romanoffsgirl]

yoooo, I can't believe this (new year na new year pa naman) so my previous account got deleted accidentally by my baby cousin, (HSHSHS nakakaiyocc) anyways for those who recognized me, I'm still alive guys (charaught). Also, I'm planning to write stories here (mostly nat ff) I'm hoping to interact with my previous moots here again, if you have any questions you can ask me. Bye, Ingat and happy new year!!!

[benefits1986]

Living Legends are Made of Shattered Bones & Finely Crushed Ego

South to Katips Station na ba talaga tayo? Thank you, Vito Cruz Station and Ikot-Toki. HUY. LUH.

As a side note agad: Ang first ever subok ko sa screenwriting as a non-technical writer ng scripts for movie and film with dyslexia na may gingko biloba and fucking grammar problems ay tinawag ng prof ko sa grad school for my elective? Akala ko, babaralin ako e. Ready naman ako... always. Sabi niya, for pitching na raw ito sa mainstream media na hindi malapit sa puso ko. Go figure. Hahahaha. I was dumbfounded and hindi ko tinapos kasi nga gusto ko sa Netflix or other online streaming platforms tulad ng IWantTV (hahaha) siya i-pitch. Arte ko talaga. Hahahaha. Got it from mom, I guess. Super nagulat ako e. Not bad for a first timer, right? Hihi. Huhu. Haha. Hehe. Hoho. Probably my most "lakas maka-ego and hypothalamus" boost in my existence levels 'tong bit na 'to. :p KILIG LEVELS: 1000000000000 Also me rn: Magkano ba isang full-length and short film script ngayon? DM slide please. CHOZ. Wala talaga akong idea pa kasi ayokong ma-corrupt ang WIP files ko. Charaught.

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It's so excruciating to go from the South all the way to Diliman and beyond. While driving is an option, the truth is that I can leave the house at 5:30 AM, ride the train going to Q Ave. then ride an Ikot. Minimum travel time is around 1 hour, 45 minutes when I don't brisk walk. If I'm going to Katips, that would take me around the same time. This is how I hustled back in 2015. This is not the case anymore these days, though. Apart from being frailer than usual, Manila's public transport is too painful to watch and conquer. Another option would be driving to Boni or Shaw and parking there to somehow avoid the hassle of commuting from my tiny home. Guada and Kapitolyo are the main bitch roads. These are the type of roads that will make you pray and surrender, traffic-wise.

However, it's funny how my time and motion version of my dream (turned harsh reality) school, Diliman brings me to Katips area. Alam ko lang talaga kasi Philcoa, Maginhawa at Krus na Ligas e.

LOL. As a Southie for life, the roads here are too busy, too wide and too densely populated. I can not unsee. I'm always bothered and curious because I keep stumbling upon stuff that has derivatives from the sedated South. I abhor all kinds of foot bridges because it means I have to walk a lot while overthinking about the thought of me tripping or falling down the merciless road on my way to carnage. Ang lala 'di ba?

The first time I told mother dragon that I got accepted in Diliman, she was RBF but I can sense that she is crying so badly deep inside. HAHAHAHAHA. Later, she told me during our three-hour morning routine that she was so sorry that she didn't allow me to go after my dreams. And that she wasted my time even more. Of course, I retorted with a huge lump in my throat. I told her flatly that it's okay because I'm trained to wait even when I'm totally impatient. What's more important is that while I wasted time in Vito Cruz, she got her dream; hence, win-win... at my expense.

I think her next lines were probably my salvation after a long damnation, an Exodus: Anak, sorry talaga. Akala ko mapipigilan kita sa pangarap mo. Hindi pala. Sorry. Siguro kung sinuportahan kita noon, wala ka dito ngayon. Proud ako sa'yo, anak, mula noon hanggang ngayon. Me: Ma, eto lang kasi 'yan. Kung nakuha ko na pangarap ko noon, e 'di sana wala akong time at pake na alagaan ka ngayon 'di ba? Syempre, dream ko 'yun e. Ibang usapan na 'yun. LUH. Mom teared up. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. That feeling of seeing her actually being apologetic is what made me euphoric; however, I knew that my other dream was to let her live vicariously through my Vito Cruz days. What I realized during countless days, hours and minutes of choosing to be at home with mom was that, time is but a bloody social construct. Syempre, hindi pa at its peak itong realization na 'to because I'm a newbie adult then. I held on to one of my favorite Psalms: God is faithful to the brokenhearted with so much fervor meets delulu levels. I was an agnostic, then. But, I think cool off phase ko lang talaga 'to with the church life. Hindi naman ako officially nakipag-break sa Katolisismo, because I knew that apart from breaking mom's bones and heart again, my faith is my refuge.

And so, I finished off some important work stuff and while I'm yet to finish the mega working file that would spell 2024, especially Q1, I braved my way to my first ever face to face meet up with the living legend (aka National Artist, baby) Ricky Lee and friends. HUHUHUHUHUHU. What took me this long? Here we go!

27 MARCH 2020. Syempre, sagad deadline tayo sa pag-submit ng "what if + this would matter 1 year from now" letter of intent + author's bio to Ricky Lee and his team. This involved his first ever online writing workshop. I was in legit spiral mode and still thankful that I have steady work, at home pa. Might be because I tried to recover from the high turned crash of my Japan dream. Might be because I was shackled and I'd like to dress in laces. Arte. Might be because I was bored to death and ready to not give a fuck anymore. I revisited my letter of intent. Intense. Two pages. LOL. It read "Digital Story Binder" pala. Ang angas. Ang feeling. :D CHOZ. Kahihiyan. Hahahaha.

Dinaan natin sa listicle ang mga reasons why I need and want a spot because mas madali siyang basahin and digest ng kung sino mang babasa. And syempre, may kalakip na author's bio. Shemay. May linyahan pang: I am not a storyteller. I'm but a story binder. Rationale: Andami ng kwento sa mundo. OPAK. Reading this ka-shemayan is very curious lalo 2023 is ending soon.

Anyway, I'd most likely do a more focused dive on this bit since may tatapusin pa ako today. :)

To cut the story short, I purposefully flaked and skipped all meet ups IRL with Ricky Lee and friends because I was not ready to face this dream then. I felt like I was never enough and that my drama, my dirty linen, my frailty is not worth their time and mine, too. OPAK. Diesel girl kasi talaga ako e. I want it to brew the right way even when it had to take years pero bawi na tayo bilang road to 14 going 40 na ang peg natin sa life.

Last night, I met the living legend with akbay pa from him in his humble home. HUHUHU. Sobrang grounded. Sobrang wapakels. Sobrang organic niya. I don't like mainstream movies that much, honestly. But mom likes Anak a lot. I didn't know nga that Ricky Lee wrote it e. Hahahaha. But, when I did my research, all the mainstream films I like are penned by him. Muro Ami, Himala, Moral, and syempre, Anak. Hahahaha. Hindi naman ako super pasaway pero feel na feel ng nanay kong pakitong-kitong na suwail ako and kahit hindi naman siya OFW, feel na feel niya ang lahat ng dayukdok as a stay at home mother na selfless to the highest level.

I'd most likely squeeze in more time for finishing my scripts, finally. Why now lang? 'Di ako handa noon e. 'Di ako in to terms sa what I have and what I don't have pa. Sa pagsusulat kasi, sabi nga ni Bob Ong, 'yung rejection dito, malala. 'Di tulad nung pagbabalik ng Size 8 na sapatos sa SM via sales lady. Pero, sanay naman akong pagalitan, makarne, malambast. So eto na tayo. Eto na tayo sa exciting part as a saling kitkit kahit bano akong mag-ten-twenty since birth.

Baka sumubok muna tayo sa Vivamax kasi 'di umano, doon maraming budget. Pero syempre, ang subtext ay tungkol sa gender equality and mala-social commentary in the light of L meaning landi to the max. LUH. Confirmed nung isang writer kagabi. LUH. Shemay. Choz. Tawang-tawa ako sa mga usapan as in. Para akong isang Avatar na getting to know Pandora: Third World x Highway to Hell Edition. Abangan!

Kidding aside kahit jokes are half meant... these days, ang pinaka optimal route ng writers is script for... digital content aka content creators' hell and heaven. Ola. Ola. Ola. Olalalalala. Stumbled upon this the past months pero obvious naman kasi noh. Duh.

PS: Gusto kong i-optimize ang website ni Ricky Lee. UGH. How po ba i-pitch ito? Leads gen po bitbit ko, Sir. Baka naman. In black and white lang kasi dapat 'tong palette to begin with plus... okay, back to reality muna. Laters!

[amjusthappee00]

"Time Heals Every Wound"

As I finished watching a Kdrama series entitled"Daily Dose of Sunshine", it reminded me how important mental health awareness is. Each one of us needed some outlets to vent or let all the negative emotions out from your system.

So, here's my way of letting out all these thoughts out of my neurons. Let's type it in English para syala (charaught). I don't wanna share this so you can pry on my private life, nope. I don't wanna lay all my hidden cards just for you, Marites (charaught). I just wanna inspire all those ppl who's having difficulty in dealing with their mental health.

Here it goes… During my younger years, I was fond with my father and I was called "Tatay's girl". I remembered all those happy memories with him. Clinging unto him and sitting upon his lap while him singing. He has so many dad jokes and my mom has it too! Everytime my family will go out, I was always with him. There are times he'll carry me up in his shoulders, we call it "usong". He'll always 'usong' me cause I like being tall. But all things changed… It all started when I was at the age of 8 and I'm in 3rd Grade. I witnessed an act, a father shouldn't do to his children. But I didn't know that before I witnessed it, it has been his habitual deed. Then the dark days fell upon my family. Starting there, I acquired a psychological trauma. I started.. being distant and cautious around him, I didn't wear shorts, sleeveless and chest-revealing tops, I stopped talking in eye-to-eye and felt uncomfortable beside him. That fear or uncomfortableness got bigger and wider as I grew up …and extended towards all men. Highschool days slash teenage days, I was around 2nd year or 3rd year when my Nanay and Tatay got separated and had their new partners in life. We were left behind in our house, me and my siblings. That was our rough years of our lives. Living under one roof with traumas. During daytime, we struggle for everyday expenses like going to school—the fare and food cause when Tatay says everytime he'll give us 'baon' for like 5 pesos, 10 pesos he'll say, "What will we do? That's only my money."—in a pagalit way. But with all those, we always go to school everyday cause we have dreams to fulfill. In nighttime, we struggle for our fear of him. Me, my Ate Jeffie and Ate Jenet will always pray every night and always bring 'sundang' (a big knife) beside our bed… Later on, as my parents part ways, my Tatay left with his new partner and he didn't totally support our household finances and he didn't send us to school financially. He also said the most painful words that, "She's not my child", while pointing at me. It was all painful as he said those words infront of me. I've known and acknowledged him as my father inspite of all those things he said and done. Living with all those fears and traumas we still live life to the fullest. Instead of getting sad or being hopeless, we remain faithful, hopeful and accepting the fact that Nanay, Tatay and our family will never be the same again. As we graduated college, indeed it's "the best revenge of all those challenges and trials". As my age every year increases, my psychological trauma's still remains within me. When we discovered my father's illness got worst, people throw sharp words at us that "Balikbaliktarin man ang mundo, Tatay niyo pa rin siya". It's easier said than done. Well, despite him without asking for forgiveness, we still remain his children and forgive him. We tend and cares for him… And in the long run, the hate, anger and fear changed into sympathy. Sympathy for his new life wherein we saw how his life was ruined by his past actions. We saw how hard his new life is. All throughout our lives, there are so many "what ifs" came in our mind. Like.. "What if..he never did what he did?" "What if.. children can choose their parents?" And so many thoughts like, "Buti pa sila.." Buut thinking all those things we've experienced, that made us stronger and I'm thankful for those things—the sad, happy, fearful, successful and conquered happenings in our lives. Thank God! And now, I can say, "Tay, ginpapasaylo ka na namon. Ginhimu namon tanan para la masumpayan imo kinabuhi pero kay di man naton kaput an aton hinuram na kinabuhi. Kaya Tay, pahuway na dayon. Di ka na makakafeel kasakitan kun hain ka man yana. Nawa'y gabayan ka san aton makagarahum na Amay san imo paglakaton. Till we meet again. "

And now, I can tell… Time really heals every wound in God's will and timing. 🥹😭🙏🏼

PS: still overcoming the trauma, but in God's will .. it'll be healed.

[maknaesdancersrappers]

TANGINAMO ANG SAKIT NUN 😭

WAG MO KO MURAHIN SA TAGALOG PAPATULAN KITA

charaught ehe

[lolmac]

Customer’s always write?

[jillianwarts]

survived the monthly reconciliation using my data. kelangan ko ng 6 months vacation. charaught.

[bluepill1225]

Hail to the queen charaught #instalike #instalikes #instafollow #instafollows #instafollower #instafollowers #instafollowback #lgbtq🌈 #lovewins🌈 #philippines🇵🇭 (at Goshen Resort and Hotel) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpt3FxBrJ0q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[apinkchuck]

No expectations. No disappointments. Charaught. Chowking lang pala katapat ko. 😩 GCY! https://www.instagram.com/p/CpVfD_9h1vY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[siswhacky]

Handa na ang mga paksang aralin para sa ikalawang semestre sa mga bagong kong mga estudyante 😁 kaya ihanda niyo na rin ang inyong mga kwaderno at maraming bolpen dahil mararamdaman niyo na ang nag-uumapaw na pagmamahal ni Ginang Damaso 😝🤣🤣🤣 Charaught! Used recyclable materials parabongga 💁🏻‍♀️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CokXUWip0ji/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[benefits1986]

Salcedo x Binondo : My Kind of Yin-yang Sabado

Habang naglalaba at nagaalaga ng total of 4 babies ang Ravenclaw mom n'yo, kahit lumpuhan weekend, lalaban pa rin tayo kahit kanino. CHARAUGHT.

Slept soooo late kanina and had to drag myself outta bed because we had a series of revisits in the name of first too many firsts. Hahahahahahahahahahhaaha. Kalandian na naman po tayo but Shirakawago-kanal vibe. Can I just say, pagod na pagod na talaga ako pero gusto ko munang isampay 'yung mga damit ko para one less item off my weekend tambak errands list kasi bukas, dami pang gagawin, as in. Ginusto ko naman 'to, so KFINE.

Andami kong surprises today. Actually, sobrang simple ko lang talaga kahit parang ang arte, curated kuno and intimidating ako. SoKor x Japan x Baguio x Amazon from UK loot. WOOT. WOOT. As in. HUHUHUHUHUHU. Ang mo 'yung feeling na sobrang spoiled kong donut seeking for peace of mind szn ako? Ganun. Siguro kasi, sobrang dami lang din need to detox as we intentionally fill our glass. Need ko talagang mag-recharge as Haruki Murakami na: what I talk about when I talk about running. Pa-brainy 'yarn? Basta, ilang nare-read 'yung book. Hindi pa nabalik sa akin 'yung original book cover na version. So, ayun na nga. In fairness naman, ganda nung bagong cover kaso ang mahal po. As in. Ang mura lang nung previous edition. Going back to the loot. I got a bunso, my 4th baby as Ravenclaw pet mom. This time around, it's a Tamagochi na Harry Potter. HUHUHUHUHU. Pa-Xmas gift na raw kahit alam na scrooge ako. Sweet noh? Grabe talaga. As in kilig-kilig 100000 ako. Apaka babaw pero ganun talaga ako. Next is of course, a Royce chocolates. Hahahaha. Syempre, papaunbox ko sa frenny ko kasi namiss n'ya ako e and share sa office on Monday. TBH, I don't like chocolates except kasabay ng wine and cheese and cold cuts, so share na lang natin. Tapos tatay ko, wolfing them down e pinapapabawasan ko nga timbang kasi medyo mahina na pumadyak pero solid pa ring mambola. Hahahahahaha. Next is my Amazon pasabuy which is my crush Steven Bartlett's book, Diary of a CEO. Was hoping to get a signed copy sa pre-order kaso 'yung friend ko from London, hirap kausap. Hindi naman na ako choosy. Sana matapos ko 'to and ma-Venn Diagram ko kay Haruki Murakami. UGH. Ubos brain cells and ego na naman dito. Pero, gesi lungs for the greater good. CHZ. Forda bonus and the increase na pang-Wisteria szn x Oz hopefully next year. HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU.

And of course, the Good Shepherd ube jam from Baguio, my healing place na special delivery in Binondo today. Naubusan ako ng french beans na mura sooooo, next time na lang. Sanay naman akong mag-antay kahit madali akong ma-bore and mainip.

Was able to leave office work kinda early kahit may habols pa rin and arrived in Palanca around 8 pm for a reservation. Saks lang tbh. Pero okay naman 'yung attempt to fill the gap in the market ng modern Jap food, however, 'wag talaga magtitiwala sa TikTok at reels. LOL. Pero oks naman siya. 'Di na nga lang babalikan. Alam mo, madalas kasi, sobrang pa-indie ng mga food spots lalo mga Jap and SoKor ones. E hello, Dong Won and Hanakazu lang talaga malakas. Saka 'yung lagi kong nakakalimutang name na parang shady Korean resto sa Makati Ave area ang fail-proof.

Isa beses pa lang akong nag-Japan, pero, sobrang graphic ng food and culture and Kawaii comments sa akin, so tatak na tatak siya sa pagkatao ko. 'Yung 'di pa ako umaalis, kahit ikakahirap ko, gusto ko na agad bumalik ng mas marami pang budget na defying hyperinflation x 2 senior dogs + 1 kulit baby dog x 2 households. UGH. So ayun na nga. Jap restos in Pinas sobrang hirap niya pero dapat kasi nothing fancy. Ganun naman din mga walang magandang reviews and 'di trending local-approved spots sa Osaka, the kitchen of Japaaannn. Kaya sana lang, sana naman, makahanap na ako ng iba pang interesting na legit mala-Food Wars spots na Jap underrated spots in MNL. Nakakabore na e. LOL.

So ayun na ngaaa. Noong hayok pa ako sa work na akala mo pagmamay-ari ko ang kompanya kahit utusan lang naman ako, ganito siya. Drive at 6 am. Work until 12 midnight. 'Pag gusto mag-decompress ng kapurit na utak, sampa ng pa-Baguio sa Victory Pasay. Then, Baguio kagulo ng weekend. Balik Manila by 5 am then pasok sa work ulit ng 8 or 9 am. Ginawa po nating Tags ang Baguio for some time kasi nga, bobong nilalang pa tayo nung past life natin.

Or 'pag may work ng weekend, work until the morning and reward myself with Salcedo or Legazpi weekend market po tayo opo. May Cubao X or Antipolo drives, Pinto, Overlooking, Rizal, o kung anong pangtanggal shithole pa 'yan over the weekend ages ago. Tacca. Tapos balik sabak ulit sa Lunes. Pati long weekends, Christmas and New Year's Eve, work po tayo opo. Then inom ng malala. Then yosi. Then kain. Then kagulo. Then repeat... again and again and again. Kaya 'pag may work-related stuff akong natatanggap ng weekend, pet peeve ko 'yan. I cut it off. I don't wanna go there. Napagdaanan ko na kasi. Sorry... not sorry. Not anymore. Never again. Nakakaburn out. Nakaksuya. Kaya ko naman mag-work ng weekend, kung tutuusin lalo 'pag wala akong gala outside Manila lalo na ngayon, may AI na. HUHUHUHUHU. Full support ito sa org namin. IM LIKE OWEEEMMMM. Yassss, kween!

Pero, hindi siya sustainable. Parang gusto mo lang may patunayan. Bored ka lang. Or wala kang sense of work life balance. Or sadyang wala kang moral compass. Ako pinaguusapan dito a. I don't judge naman kasi basta 'di ako nadadamay. Kung baga, kanya-kanyang timelines 'yan.

Mahirap siya to be honest lalo 'pag tapos ko errands ko ng Saturday night. HAHAHAHAHA. Kaya lang, ayoko ng balikan ka-adikan ko kasi ang lala ng singil niya. Ang taas ng interest. Ang laki ng karma sa katawan at katauhan. DAMNNNGURLLLL. This morning, I revisited Salcedo, my first after pandemic and the dreaded lockdown. So much time passed, and seeing the OGs and the new breed is a mixed vibe. Salcedo started I think 2004. Not sure if legit top search ko kanina sa market mismo. Happy to back and happy to look back. :) And seeing the OG na expat (Madge) na ex-graphic designer turned baker and seller na machika in English with a twang, alam mo 'yung, malayo na pero, malayo pa. Also, 'yung solid na solid na paella negra na napaka mahal na, mhie. JUSQ. Pikitmata kasi nostaglic feeling ko in every bite. Lahat ng kamalian ko at kung ano mang progress ko kahit onti-onti pa ngayon, nagsama. Saka 'yung taho. Dalisay. Parang organic soy kinemerut siya. Saka basta. Iba talaga as a taho girly ang go-to, theoretically. May bounce yung sago. Hindi masyadong durog. Hindi masyadong buo 'yung pagkahalo nung taho sa baso. Sakto 'yung timpla based sa preference mo. Parang indie film shot so early in the morning. Kaka-Food Wars binge watch ko talaga 'to e o because of the four kinds of smokin' shrooms overload ito? :D

Sarap din kasi mag-people watch and social experiment na walang stimuli dito. As in. Mix of the 1%, the middle class and the masa. Para siyang Parasite, Pinas edition. LOL. Kaya, I keep coming back and saya lang kasi 'yung isa naming kasama as a probinsiyana, ngayon lang siya nakapunta and definitely, babalik siya with her hubby na super mukhang walang gagawing mabuti sa earth pero gentle giant na nagtanong kung saan ako nagpa-tat. Tapos nagpatat agad-agad ng Jap dream tat niya on the spot. Hahahahahahahaha.

Next, syempre, since busy talaga weekdays ko saka hindi ako nakakareply agad-agad sa personal PMs, hinataw natin today. Derecho Binondo after check out. Sana kasi may condo na lang ako sa area na 'to ng Makati kaso syempre, wala tayong pambili. LOL. One Salcedo Place ba 'yun or something similar or mas maganda apartment sa side ng Bosco pero 'yung hindi binabaha, please. CHZ. Ngayon din. CHAR. O, easy. Hindi ka nepo baby, mhie. :P

Ying-Ying po tayo for Binondo though bias ko Wai Ying. Ako lang 'yun. Pero in all honesty, mas maganda service and vibes ng Ying-ying. Mabait naman din sa Wai Ying kaso kakagaling ko lang doon a few months back with my travel buddies ata. 'Di ko na matandaan tapos 'pag umaabon, wala masilungan. E balmy day pa naman today in Manila.

Another first of many (LUHHHNDI MO. LUL.), I hope. :p Hahahahaha. And had the usual order pero tried out the Singaporean bihon something kasi nagkamali ng basa fog brain ko. Ganda pa ng table kasi framing is spot on tapos sakto hapon, wala ng rush masyado ang dayo crowd ng Binondo. HAHAHAHA. Next stop: photowalk in film early morning sa Binondo. United + craft beer + Daan Raon/Quaipo/Lawton. Bike in Intramuros pero ang lala ng pila ng Bambike. UGH. Kain ng ice cream sa Batalan ba 'yun. Oweeem. Basta dun. Then sunset in Intra + wine sa taas ng Bayleaf. Puro revisits ito. Putok na putok Strava walk edition dito. Photowalk ulit 'pag may energy pa sa Intra pero parang pagod na ako agad, tina-type ko pa lang ihhh. Basta dapat umayon sa weather na 'di biro makuha these days. LOLOLLOLLOLLOLL. Abangan. Need ko na yata matuto ulit mag-drive because ang arte ng mga babaeng independent pero pa-thirst trap na complicated overthinkers na hindi mo alam kung anong gusto andito naman ako FUCKKKKK... why not? :D Honestly, 'pag XX kasi, sobrang lala. Pati PMS nagkakaproblema agad. Tapos, ang daming drama. Tapos may side notes pa na: alam ko busy ka sa work kaya 'di ka nakareply... with pa-effect eyes. Aynako. Tusukin ko mata mo. Arte. Kainis. Puwede namang bullet points lang. Pero cutie chixxxxx kasi ihhh. I'm marupoklore talaga 'pag pa-sweet girl na flatypus. AHAHHAHAHHA. As in. Maroon heart pa. LOLOLLOLLOLL. Digital nomad pa ihhh.

Pero gusto ko na lang passenger princess Fiona, tbh. I fucking hate Manila drives kaya wala na talaga akong tiyagang mag-drive. Kakapagod tapos for sure 'di naman na puwede ang road rage and lit gas pedal. HAHAHAHHAA. Gusto ko na lang talaga 'di na lang ako magiisip at gagalaw kasi pagod na talaga mhie. LOL. Gusto ko na lang may maglalaba ng damit ko, magsasampay. Magluluto. Maglabas ng basura. Alagaan 'yung Tamagochi ko. Masahe ako pag stress ako. Tagalista sa grocery. Tagapamalengke ng sapsap. Taglinis. Tagayos ng kalat ko. Taga-gising ko. Tagapatulog ko. Taga-kalma ng delulu ko. Taga-ayos ng PL ko. Tagakain ng tira ko. Punasan ng kulangot ko 'pag tinotopak ako. Taga-hype. Pumalot ng poops ng 3 pet kids ko. Magpunas ng wiwi nila na sinasabay nila lagi sa meeting ko. Susunod sa lahat ng gusto ko ng walang reklamo, arte at drama. At syempre, super sungit ako kahit anong gusto, because Imma girl like that. Kuha na lang akong tambay na willing maging yaya-caregiver-driver noh? Ang mahal ng billable hours niyan for sure. Hahahaha. Kailangan ko talaga ng fundings na malala kasi andami kong listahan. Or baka gusto na lang maging plant na self-sustaining in this lifetime para less complications. :D :D :D :D Babaliw na naman meeeee. Saan 'yung ying-yang dito? 'Di ko na rin sure. ;P Bahala na lang si Batman. Pagod na meeee. Tapos na rin ang labada pero spin ko pa ulit ng 2x para mabilis maya-maya tuyo na. Then, pet babies kasi naiwan ko sila home alone since last night. Nagpapaawa na naman. Nagpapansin na naman na akala mo, buong lakas ko ng weekdays, nasa kanila na kahit gapang lusak mode na naman po tayo, pero go lungs para sa dog food at meds and maints nila.

Detox muna ako Sunday plus align meant sa calendars para sa work, para sa life. <3 Thank u, universe. You are sooo interesting this Q4. Keep it coming para hindi ako ma-bore.

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