#lugaw is life

[lunansol]

Been a while since I posted here but ud of my december ganaps. Literally december has a loooooot can't even feel that this is my birthmonth tuloy.

Reuniting with some of our relatives for my Lola's bday

Watched the last play of our vball varsities

Kumain ng lugaw pero di nagustuhan huhu lasang sabon yung lumpia fav ko pa naman

As vp of our spta one of our project was this christmas tree and the zumba as a girlie na nagstart na magkasakit sumali pa rin kasi I want to show my support on it

Finding gifts for our year end party

Getting addicted to word search

Ang biggest plot twist ng aking life huhu: passing the board exam, yo gurl finally a LPT, 2 license holder ty

[kimhortons]

Lugaw Dates.

we do this every weekends, kapag nagpapa sentro kami para mamalengke o may kailangan bilhin at hindi malala ang topak ng sikmura ko haha.

4 years and a half with this person feels like forever na since hindi naman talaga ako suki ng mga long term relationships noon, sabi ko nga mas okay ako ng LDR kasi kung lagi ko nakikita madali ako magasawa, kaya tingin ko challenge din sakin ngayon na mas lagi na kami magkasama unlike before, actually mas napapadalas ang tampuhan, pero madali rin ma resolve, though over petty things lang naman talaga siya.

but me as a hopeless romantic before na gusto ng fairytale love life at top 1 pa sa love language ko ang quality time, sobrang importante sakin na we go on dates on a regular basis at simpleng playing online games or watching movies together lang. okay na okay na ako dun.

ang problema kasi namin minsan, sa sobrang pagka introvert ni J, tamad na tamad siya lumabas. minsan pati pag aya na mag laro ng games o manuod ng movies, ayaw niya. ewan ko kung trip niya lang o nagsasawa na ba siya? pero tuwing tatanungin ko naman siya hindi naman daw. kaya ko nasasabi minsan na ako nalang nag aadjust. ako kasi parang sanay ako sa routine at consistency, medyo narealize ko lang din recently, hindi lang sakanya, kahit sa mga friends ko kaya madali ako maka ramdam kapag may energy shift even with people i barely interact with. i dunno kung ako lang ba or ganun talaga haha.

pag may mga ganitong moment kami na kailangan ko mag open up sakanya about sa nafifeel ko, napag uusapan naman namin ng maigi, bumabawi naman siya. pero minsan babalik. i guess magiging ganun na talaga ang set up, lalo kapag nag decide kami magpakasal—walang katapusang pag aadjust at pag unawa nalang ang gagawin. but we'll always make sure na we work on things that we lack of.

anyway, kung nagbabasa man yung nag anon na very quick to judge at mag bigay ng unsolicited advice, ayun as usual hindi naman big deal sakanya na nagkakagusto ako sa iba, as long as wala kaming ginagawang move para malagay sa alanganin yung relationship namin, we're good. sabi ko nga sa inyo, very supportive yan sa lahat ng bagay. lol. and it's clear na mukhang hindi mo naman talaga naintindihan yung pinost ko. so whatever. haha.

[jennylynsstuff]

Blog Making (Build your profile)

Introducing Jennylyn Rosagaran, a dynamic 18-year-old currently navigating the halls of Grade 12 at PHCM. Amid the pages of her life story, Jennylyn weaves the threads of family dynamics—her mother, an OFW crafting dreams afar, and her father, the entrepreneurial maestro behind a thriving lugaw business. The household rhythm is completed by the lively presence of a younger brother, adding a touch of youthful exuberance.

Credentials and/or Achievements:

Despite my journey beginning in elementary, accolades haven't adorned my path. However, each step has been a lesson, a foundation for the achievements yet to unfold. The absence of formal recognition has fueled a resilient spirit, propelling me to seek success beyond conventional measures.

Interests and/or Hobbies:

Inspired by my father's passion of entrepreneurship, I am fascinated by the complex dance of business. His experience has been my compass, helping me to solve the riddles of entrepreneurship and learn how to make aspirations come true. Outside of the boardroom, I enjoy playing Call of Duty Mobile and perfecting my strategic tactics in virtual combat. I like the fascinating worlds of anime while indulging in a satisfying food since I am an avid enthusiast. And you may find me loving the fire of a workout—a dedication to a healthy mind in a lively body—in those infrequent times between studies and family. Welcome to the diverse tapestry that shapes my world.

[kengkastanyas]

Food Ask

1. What’s your comfort food?

2. What’s your favorite ulam?

3. Which fast food do you like the most?

4. How often do you eat fast food?

5. What unhealthy food you love?

6. How do you ensure that you have healthy diet?

7. How often do you eat out?

8. What do you look for in a restaurant?

9. Do you enjoy trying new foods, or do you prefer to stick to familiar dishes?

10. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would you choose and why?

1. lugaw na color yellow na onti lang luya 🤣

2. adobong chicken feet 🥹

3. breakfast - mcdo, tapos kahit saan na. haha

4. not often, once or twice a month

5. fishball

6. incorporate ng veggies as much as possible

7. once or twice a month? pag sinipag lumabas.

8. Ung kaya kong kainin para di sayang budget

9. both

10. hala adobong chicken feet pa din 🥹

[lifeandspices]

Do you still remember the first time you set foot in Baguio? I do. It was in the cold month of February in 2013. I was with my former colleagues and we went there to witness the Penagbenga Festival. It was too crowded, I must tell you. But never did it discourage me to go back there every time an opportunity presents itself.

There are tourist places I have not yet explored in Baguio however that’s the least of what gravitates me towards it. Been years already since I set foot in Baguio due to the pandemic. Add to it, I moved away from Manila. So that’s about 20 hours travel time - give or take, if I plan to visit the City of Pines again.

What I missed most about Baguio was its cool weather and fresh, delicious food. Para kasing the first few visits, given na sakin na I want to see the tourist spots like the Mines View na ‘di yata nauubos ang tao o Burnham park na andaming bangka. When you get to see all of these, you really just endure a 4-6 hours bus ride just to experience comfort. Like a home or place I never grew up from pero it brings me so much nostalgia like ano ba, strawberry ba ako sa La Trinidad sa past life ko? Ahaha!

Honestly, I envy people who lives in Baguio or got the chance to study there during their College years. E di sana may chance na clear skin ako now. E wala, sabi ni Lord - ilalagay kita sa lugar na may Mt. Mayon. Can’t complain either, I love that moody, little gal especially on a clear day or cloudless night sky.

Lastly, I missed the late night walks in the city. The feeling of cold breeze on your face as you walk. That’s why I prefer staying in a hotel just close to Session Road para accessible. I would end up the night getting myself a bowl of lugaw (there’s a good one just below SM Baguio btw!) or corn on a stick from the night market then head back to the hotel.

There’s always a little joy in my heart every time I prepare for bed and put on that thick, warm comforter. Ang saya-saya matulog ng malamig. Little things in life that I don’t get to experience always kasi ang init-init, sa Manila man or sa probinsya namin. So I guess strawberry talaga ako in my past life. Ciao!

[writingthy]

3 Mabini Street

warnings: family abuse, curses, negative thoughts

a/n: English isn't my first language but I will try. so if there are any criticisms, free to tell me <3

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“Hello. My name is Kian Soriano, I am 13 years old. I live from Barangay San Sebastian, Mabini Street. My favorite hobby is to draw and to watch tv. I like to eat tinola…”

I lived in Mabini Street until I was 21, a house between a karinderya and an auto repair shop. Inside an iskinita nearest to a condo construction. My morning alarm being jeepneys bustling and honking, students clamoring for any passing tricycle, and minimum wage workers taking a full-sardined bus. I hated how noisy it gets.

The only times I could experience silence is when it rains,

But whenever it rains, flood would come inside out house.

Guess you take some and you lose some.

Though there is one thing consistent in my old home,

The bougainvillea.

My mother cherishes her bougainvillea. She was so obsessed with it, she filled them in front of our house, it almost hid our door invisible. She said it was lolo’s favorite flower, that’s why it was special for her.

We kept those plants for six years until her husband ripped them all off. He said it was distracting, he doesn’t like it.

My mom was quiet the whole night.

“You should have told me you’re going to visit. I would have cleaned up more.” Her hair’s all gray now. She smiles often too. Mama changed a lot.

“I’m not going to stay for long. Just need some business to attend to.”

“Ah. I see.”

“Yeah.”

She was busy rearranging the plates in our table, one of them green with a broken edge – the one I always use. Her hands are slower now, not like the speed she harbored when she worked at the karinderya beside us. Officially living the retired life, Ma takes her time setting our meal.

Tinola. Safest option for the both us, she likes the sayote, I like the chicken. “I miss your cooking, ma.” She looks up, squinting, getting ready for scolding.

“Well you should come home more.”

That made me chuckle, “I’ll try.”

“Don’t try. Do. I miss you around here too. It’s boring being alone in the house.”

… When I graduated, I quickly moved out. Securing that independency that I desired so hard. Owning an apartment, stable job and a room designed by me only. To say it simply, I did everything. No one dictated or criticized how much poster and painting I plastered on my walls. If I walked around naked, if I ate take-out for a month. No one minded because no one was there. It was fun the first two years. Well, fun until I yearned for the feeling of my childhood bed. Until I craved the morning lugaw Ma would cook for me whenever I’m sick. Until I wished for someone to nag me to wake up earlier instead of my usual 2 PMs. It was all fun until I realized I was lonely alone.

But I never admitted it.

My pride’s too high for that.

I waited for this my whole life, didn’t I?

Finally free.

Finally alone.

“I’m busy working. You know how it is.” The first spoon of the broth takes me back, who knew out of all things – this taste is what I miss the most?

“Yes, I know. But still. Do not overwork. Your Tita Ruben died because of overworking remember? Fainted and then dead!”

“Didn’t she have a stroke?”

“Yes, but because of working too much-”

“I don’t think that’s how it works, ma.”

“I was there when she was sent to the hospital, you think you know better?”

Sometimes I wonder how my Mom lives on her own. A passionate but arrogant woman. No one can deal with her but she herself. I mean, she carried both us alone for 5 years, add 20 more with her husband.

A brazen 53-year-old Filipina. You think you see the mightiest creature in the planet until you meet her species.

You think she also feels lonely?

Does she miss me as much as I miss her?

Sure, she said she did but you never knew how much. That’s something to negotiate inside.

“Take care of yourself, ha.”

Watching my mom smile pulled me a memory. One where a 15-year-old me stood in our doorway, where I saw her kneeling and sobbing for a man’s name. I wondered at the time how one be so pathetic to embarrass herself in front of so many people. I just stood gawked at her tears staining the concrete pathway in front of our street.

Neighbors watching.

I pulled her up, forced her to stopped crying.

Cursing her name for being so desperate over a deadbeat.

I regretted that.

Years passed by when I realized that she wasn’t crying because the father of her child was leaving.

She was crying because it was the moment she realized that she needs to take of their child alone.

No one beside her, to help her. She needs to be a mother on her own. On her own rough hands, she needs to raise me.

You could imagine how scary that future would be.

She had and my mother cried.

Despite realizing that I still couldn’t say sorry, nor the fact that I love her. Our past was too complicated to confess statements like that. Only regret filled my relationship with my mother as I grew up. The least I could do is to keep it all in myself, I already troubled her enough for 25 years, I don’t want to trouble her yet again.

The most genuine words coming out of my mouth were,

“You too, ma. Take care of yourself.”

[ejaydoeshisbest]

I was nourished with simple porridge made of white rice soaked in carabao’s sweet milk and salt.

I ache for lugaw, gatas ng kalabaw, adobo, always adobo. I was nourished with simple porridge made of white rice soaked in carabao’s sweet milk and salt. Afternoons were supposed to be golden, filled with sunlight and naps below mango trees.

They should not be wasted eating the same food that I always prepare, because that is the only thing I can afford with my meager salary, taken during brief lunch breaks so short, that the last five minutes are the only few moments I could decompress before jumping back on the wage slave wheel. Subjected to nonsensical, judgmental, basic office chatter.

You once said sleeping prolonged one’s life. But sleeping makes time fly and I closed my eyes at 22 and I opened them suddenly realizing I am 30 and where the fuck did my life go and what did I do with it? I barely achieved a fraction of what you accomplished. I want to celebrate every small wins if they weren’t so damn pathetic. I know what you’ll say though: small wins in this day and age truly are worth celebrating.

Decisions fall on my lap like mounting paperwork. I wish you could decide for me what to do on my days off. And I wish Sundays stretched to three more days for me to recuperate.

Should I clean? Go out and party? Spend time with friends before I lose them? Or should I retreat into myself and give myself the kind of embrace you once gave me, tender and firm and smelling of fabric softener, of the old wood from our cabinets?

Words: Ejay Diwas

[deyzalee]

Dear God,

Thankful and blessed today. I woke up late because I only have 4 hours duty today. I ate mini cakes that I bought at Korean store and lockers wafer. I scrolled my social media accounts, chatted my family and friends. I drank my vitamins. I played cooking fever and fruit merger. I watched Lavender fields on Youtube. I watched also random videos on Tiktok. I rested for a while. I ordered food via Talabat. I ate Lugaw with chicken meat and Halo-halo for early dinner. I fixed my things and decluttered few if my things. I prepared myself for 4 hours duty. I took a bath and prepared. I read few pages of the Bible. I arrived at Saif’s house safely. I cared and monitored my patient with the help of Ate Carme and with you Oh God. I did cortex. Me and Ate Carme had chit chats. I played fruit merger and cooking fever again while waiting for the time. 4 hours duty ended and I arrived home safely. I had my self and skin care routine. I drank my medicines. Have mercy on us Oh God. Guide us always to the right path. Remove sickness, danger and negative things in our life. Answer our prayers in your perfect time. Thank you and I love you God.

[timelesskaleidoscope]

"TINY BABY BUDS"

A familiar face and voice welcomes the little one in this beautiful world. The birth of a child is another step towards a lifelong journey of motherhood and welcoming of a new life. 

On a really hot Monday afternoon, September 2, 2024 , we have the opportunity to interview and have a sneak peak on the life of Blessie, a mother of an infant, about her life long journey of being a mother to 2 beautiful children and a happily married wife. 

Blessie’s youngest baby, Keonna, had a rocky and overwhelming start on this world. After she was born, she was in and out of hospital for nearly a month due to blood infection, cough and runny nose. “Lisod ug hadlok kay sulod gawas siya sa hospital tas akoang lawas garecover pa gikan panganak kay gi cesarian ko” Blessie shared. Thankfully after multiple vaccines and medicines, the brave little Keonna recovered, discharged and was ready to go home. For the last 8 months, Keonna fully recovered and grew, receiving love from her mother, father, older sister, family members and friends, and neighbors. When asked about the development and skills of her baby, “ Kabalo na siya mag close open sa iyahang kamot ug kabalo na siya muligid ug kamang” Blessie replied with a proud look on her face, looking at her little Keonna at the floor crawling and enjoying the company of her neighbors. 

When it comes to Keonna’s cognitive and socioemotional development, Blessie notices that Keonna is curious and interested about the things around her. “Masigi siyag lingi lingi sa palibot, ug tawagon siya mura pug siyag naminaw. Ganahan pud ni siya mutan aw sa kanang mga dulaan na nagbitay bitay iyahang tan-awon tas kab-oton” Blessie stated sweetly. “Muila pud ni si Keonna kay ug dili familiar ang nawong na iyahang makita kay muhilak siya” Blessie added as she watches Keonna crying while being held by one of her neighbors. Baby Keonna’s cognitive and socioemotional development such as her recognition and thinking skills can be observed when it comes to her interaction with unfamiliar and familiar faces, her actions towards toys, and towards the people calling her name. It is also noticeable that Keonna does not cry when being held by people she often sees and recognizes. In terms of Keonna’s physical development, Blessie stated that Keonna’s weight and body is normal for her month.” Nistop na siyag breastfeed pagka 2 months niya mao gigatas na namo siya tas ginapakaon pud nako siyag lugaw” Blessie stated.”Si Keonna kay mas active ug gabie kay dili siya katulog mao pulaw ko ug gabie kay muhilak man siya ug lihokan”. It is noticeable that baby Keonna is well fed and is receiving enough nutrients through drinking formula milk. Keonna easily cries and becomes irritated due to her teeth growing and hot weather yet overall Keonna is a healthy and cute little baby.

Blessie faces challenges throughout her journey in motherhood as well as being a wife yet she manages it with grace, strength, determination and love. “Naa guy times na lisod kay kailangan man namo palitan ug gatas ug mga needs si Keonna. Ga eskwela pud iyahang ate ug highschool mao daghan ug gasto. Dako sila ug gap, 13 years ilahang gap ni Keonna ug iyahang ate” Blessie shared. “Pero mamanage man pud kay todo supporta ug ga provide pud akoang bana mao makaya ra mao gapasalamat pud ko. Akoa pud magulang na anak kay siya na muatiman sa iyahang sarili pag mu eskwela” Blessie added as she smiles and faces the challenges with bravery and gratefulness.

Despite her share of struggles and challenges in life, she manages to balance it. “Lisod gud pero kayanon para nila, akoa nalang ikatulog ug hilak kung kapoy na kaayo. Dako pud katabang akoa Bana kay siya may mulihok ug sakit akoang tahi, likod ug akoang lawas. Naa guy times na kapoy na kaayo ko kay kulang tulog”  Blessie shared with a hint of sadness and tears in her eyes. . 

Even with those struggles and challenges of being a mother especially having an infant, Blessie was full of joy and love towards her family. The strength, gratefulness, and God-fearing attitudes of Blessie enlightens their home, giving it a warm feeling of love, laughter and togetherness. She is always positive and excited about the future development of her children.

“Akong wish lang gud sa ilaha na mudako sila na maka-diyos ug good health pirmente ug malipayon sila” Blessie wishes from the bottom of her motherly heart towards her children. “ Bahala nag walay akoa basta mahatag nako tanan sa ilaha mahappy na pud ko” Blessie stated. A sentence that can stand against all the challenges and storms in life, showcasing the sacrifices, strength, happiness and never ending love of a mother.

[crescentaindahauz3]

Daily Journal: Self Reflection (Thursday, August 22, 2024)

So my friends and I decided to go to one of our friend's house to bond, eat, talk, and etc. We heard so many stories and made each other cry because of the traumatic experiences that one of my friends suffered, but still we were able to share emotions, advice, comments, reactions, and many more. So many things happened like we played in the playground, wandered all over Lumina Imus and we ate lugaw while talking with our personal life. So, I relfected myself that I can socialize somehow without being shy to talk, laugh and play stuff for them because in reality, I don't really like to chitchat even with my classmates since senior high school or I'm such a loner student but luckily i had only one friend. I'm so greatful that I have friends who accept me and having these good people this college life like i didn't even expect.

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

5.8.24 Wednesday

1:13 am

Still,have windblow... My skin is super itchy at my back and chest part and some lower part at my back... I know it is sign of healing, I hope and pray...

Another video it is about "Girl Code"...

3:45 am

My skin at my back is painful and itchy...I can't sleep...

8:37 am

Uncle DD gave us a lugaw or branded porridge from hotel... It is yummy...

Again,there is a weird thing on Uncle DD....

9:43 am

I don't feel my 2 Uncle's or not my ideal life here to be with them coz they really can't assist me correctly and there are so many unfair mysteries on me, I can't run as much as I wanted to... Still,no wifi...I will ask Ely for assistance again and in a lil while will apply and I don't know if Uncle DD is doing something at my back...

12:03 noon

Still,have windblow... We already had brunch of porridge??? Huh? That's it???.

I'm drinking iced latte now and reviewing English,in a lil while will apply again... Probably in Teleperformance Molino here in my fucking hometown Dasmarinas Cavite... I'm lazy to go far but will check the salary...

I still wanna get Pilot Garret and waiting for his big heart for me....

On my vanity, I still wanna get nose perfection in time... I wanna do gluta vampire yellow skintoned... I need to save money for that or Pilot Garret will fix me... I badly need a foot spa as well... I need botox and some peeling on my butt coz it was white and smooth before.I just need to return myself, my original persona... But while waiting for my love Pilot Garret, I need to work coz I also wanna travel and buy stuff for my baby-John.

I feel so frustrated coz it's been 17 years already, sometimes I really wanna cry...

12:15 noon

For that particular DJ go to hell coz you are so mean to me,your comment on your radio...

2:46 pm

I still have windblow...I feel so ugly....I feel bitter....I wanna get a breast implants to get Pilot Garret...

I feel bitter...Did Mitch give me a simple battery? Then,what???

I feel so ugly...

4:39 pm

Thanks Ely for these.... 786 my total creditz on Ely...

This is local brand let's see and I hope it is effective... I know the other ointments but I just wanna check if these will be effective on "sweat rash"... It is indicated that these are for sweat rash or eczema or other rashes...

On Doc Ibias I borrowed this....

My creditz is 291 pesoses...

5:17 pm

Before exercising I wanna breathe in and out, outside our living room on the living door room here, in front while sipping my coffee then this baby John will not stop calling me... My moment on mama mia is on a pause suddenly...

Will Pilot Garret show his big heart for me???

I will try my best to be sexy and sexier for Pilot Garret...

6:17 pm

Mama Mia....

8:06 pm

Done ,exercising... I wanna get Pilot Garret... I wanna leave Cavite... Not my ideal life here with my 2 uncle's...

I need a lift Pilot Garret... I feel so jealous on things that I don't know that I must know...

I wanna travel and longing to have friends that I will be the center... I miss having attention.

I wanna travel, I feel self-pity since 2007 that I can't get a new bf and new friends... Old friends seem fakers they are all gone for 17 years..

Suddenly I have soul interference.... I suddenly feel irritated... Still, have windblow...

8:16 pm

I feel suddenly bloated and vomiting and irritated... Weird!

8:32 pm

Weird! I feel like vomiting... I wanna leave Cavite...

9 pm

I vomited it is weird....It is weird...

9:36 pm

I want Pilot Garret be blackened so that he can save me....I feel bullshit for 17 years... I feel bullshit... I just feel ugly...

If Pilot Garret will be blackened his handsome face will be lesser,then probably nobody will like him anymore but me... I just feel like I need to get him,my last flight... I have to get him... I badly need to get him...

I want a new environment away from here...I need new friends like a child transferring to a new place to grow and progress...

[yourlifeandfinancegal]

Imagine, opening your online bank account or any social media accounts,

Tapos mali yung password,

Siyempre di ka naman susuko agad.

You will type any password na alam mong ginagamit mo.

Haha.

Ganon din sana tayo sa pangarap natin in life.

Na gagawan parin natin ng paraan kahit na mali yung una nating subok,

Kasi kagaya ng password natin,

Tayo din yung nakakakilala sa sarili natin.

Alam natin yung strenght and weaknesses natin,

Alam natin yung mga ways na dapat nating subukan.

Ayon lang,

Sana masarap almusal mo today.

Ako kasi naubusan ng lugaw at itlog sa nagbebenta dito samin eh.

Better luck tomorrow 😆

Ps. Kamusta din pala finances mo? DM me for free financial assesment.

Ps.2 : I am currently an insurance advisor from Sunlife ☀️

[benefits1986]

Laksa Meets Sangria: Sedated Southside Stories  Two of my OG super low-key friends decided to catch up and settled for a housewarming visit that’s supposedly last September. Yep, we’re the 37-year olds who are more likely to have a “biglaang lakad talaga ang natutuloy” bunch. These two gents have been with me since high school.  The owner of the house asked us if wanted home-cooked laksa or Tajimaya. We settled for laksa. He even told us that it’s his first time to cook for a guest. I told him na tumigil siya. Hindi ako impressed kasi ang tagal niya magluto. He got some brie and manchego, too. I brought dinuguan, sangria, bottled tuyo and tinapa. Our other friend brought wine and Ritz which oddly pairs well with the cheese. More than the food coma after a really good fast, this sedated Saturday is a really, really curious one.  My other friend is a doctor who chooses to serve the underserved mothers who give birth in one of the busiest public hospitals in NCR. He devotes his time to exploring life outside Manila and enjoys Negros and Siquijor. Sakto, before his first trip there, he saw my stories and he asked me how the islands are. :D Sabi ko, bilisan niya punta kasi more than Hometown Chacha vibes doon. LOL. Told him to check out Palawan as it is also a really potent spot especially these days. If our schedules and pake sa life align, we can go together. As Tigers (born 1986), this is a quirk and a reality that we are managing. LOL. No hard feelings but that’s how we roll, babbbyyyy. Daming ganaps. Daming gusto. Too little time.  The owner of the house dabbles with the colorful world of pharma and comms. HAHAHAHA. No deep dive here because this universe is a Pandora’s box on its own. ;) But, so proud of this Aries ex-shithead because he is a dad of three already and has his fucked up ego in place, finally. 

We used to argue a lot ages ago because he reaches out to me during times of trouble. Akala niya ako si Mother Mary so he comes to me. Sineryoso ko talaga pagiging ninang nung eldest niya kaya no deal mga rason niya kahit well-articulated at sandamakmak na rebuttals. Tabi. Bubundulin kita. Hayup ka. Kidding aside, eto ‘yung isa kong barkada na nakakatikim talaga ng real kung real talk sagad levels from me, always. ‘Yung kulo-dugo levels na sobrang intense ko pagsabihan siya. Ang maganda is ‘di siya offended kasi sabi niya, totoo naman daw lahat ng sinasabi ko. :p His three kids are really, really, really lovely. Lahat, walang tapon unlike their dad. LOL. Kakapagod lang mag-English because they don’t speak Tagalog. They speak Bisaya. Plus, I don’t have patience for bonding over Switch with them talaga. LOL.  I really love bonding with these two kasi iba talaga kausap mga lalaki as a legit one of the boys kahit girly ang look ko at times. No pun intended. Parang laging naka-bullet points/flowchart/Excel and at this age, may emotional intelligence na sila na parang pang late 20s or early 30s. Pun intended. :D Plus, syempre, spoiled ako. May driver. May cook. May dishwasher.  May taga-tibag ng yelo na marami. May tagabitbit ng gamit kahit kaya ko naman. May taga-payong kahit ayoko rin. May bouncer. Without benefits pa ‘yan, so perfect!  By the way, the laksa is really good. I recommend to put more umami mala-Food Wars para addictive. It’s a mild, less creamy Malaysian version that reminds me of an ex-comfort food which is hotpot. I also requested for very firm noodles which he nailed, too. Galing. Not bad. Not bad. Puwede na. 

He’s putting up a food kiosk soon and I think that for the target market, this might be something interesting. I suggested na dapat may kasamang cendol na samalamig style para tubong-lugaw na, full experience of Malaysia, Truly Asia pa. (Gah, I miss food trip in Malaysia kahit sobrang humid and funky smell all around. Super underrated and super mura pa!) We’ve also tackled about a possible collab so, alam na this forda bills and the life after the bills, too! (Mhie, need talaga natin ng steady passive aggressive income streams because hyperinflation iz realllzzz lalo sa BGC gaming.) 

_____ Spent my first day of long leave in a neighborhood where my first not so tiny house could have been back in 2015 era. Funny how, I am on a roll in as far as connecting the dots backwards has been going. Solid na solid kahit sabaw na sabaw talaga ako sa mga ganaps ng 2023.  Perhaps, one of the most generous offers I got in the jobs I’ve been in is a housing plan in the quiet side of Nuvali. LOL. Such a fantastic offer, to be honest; and I was really taken aback even until now.  Back then, I was still in between the “KID” or “NO KID” era because we basic like that din naman noon. LOL. This spot is spot on for raising a family even when you’re a single parent (my go-to choice as an independent house plant) or an atypical family where there can be two moms running the home. Sige na nga, puwede na rin male na more than a sperm donor; basta pasok sa ayon sa nararapat na core values ko+++. Damn, those days, baby! So, it was really a plot twist that is on the cusp, right?  Plus, the planned biking lanes and the whole idea of an ecopolis really magnetized me. A LOT. A WHOLE LOT. 

After weeks of reflecting and overthinking, I concluded that the offer was too generous as I am off to the road less taken. Crazy, right? Of course, there were pushes and pulls, but, deep inside, I had to align my core rooted in going for organic growth. LUH. LUHHH. Dammnnn.  It was not an easy decision to make especially for a Bronx girl like me who is in her kinda adult, but not quite era; if you know what I mean. I was on my way to the big 3-0, and looking back, I was faced with two evils, two delights. This is where I realized that I am indeed not easily impressed. Periodtttt.  I had to uproot myself to move beyond my WHY. Little did I know that what I am after is my WHY NOT. Again, crazy but, that’s me. Was it ego? Yes and no. Was it pride? Hell, yes, THEN. Was it something I regret now? Hell, no. Hell, no!  While the idea of a 5-year solid career path was laid before me, the truth is that I yearn for earning my own stripes and profound battle scars. I had to say au revoir to my people then, because I have to be MY OWN PERSON. Being my own person means choosing to invest on myself because time is my currency. It was a tough call, but it made me tougher; even when I knew the journey I was off to would be long, winding and stormy.  When I got my tiny house near Tagaytay a few years back, this life chapter from my old life resurfaced. 2015 along with its ebbs and flow had to take place because it was what led me to my real bucket list hit. (Also, this was not part of my grand plan, either. It just happened.)  

I have a bucket list that’s devoid of social pressure, the glitz and glam, the route usually taken. It had to wait because I have to be more intentional instead of reaching for diamonds in the sky and superstars. Again, it was not easy and there were many, many times that I sighed over Nuvali “could-have-been” especially when I go biking there years back. Ganda ng biking lanes. Hard to beat talaga. LOL. (But, let’s see how the bike lanes near Tags will pan out. Inip na ako pero sige, sanay naman akong maghintay.)  However, 2019 & 2020 came and I guess, this is where my VENI, VIDI, VICI era officially started without me knowing it. This Saturday, I came home smiling as I shake my head one too many times. Thank you, universe for continually taking me to the unknown and the uncertain. Thank you for allowing me to become my own person in a world filled with too much noise, too much apathy, and too much keeping up with the Kardashians & Musks, too. Thank you for leading me back to spaces and paces where I can really tell myself, the world or the universe, rather, that milestones are made of roadblocks, detours, dead ends, U-turns, zigzags, bridges and even fallen bridges, too.  May I continue to choose the path less taken; but this time, may my pride and my mighty walls be pruned. May my pruned people, spaces and paces continue to grow organically as I share my tiny and kinda big sticks, too. In the same manner, may I learn, unlearn and relearn more as I curate real and lived stories in the name of love, light and shadows. Lezzzgowww, 2024!  PS: Taurus szn 2023 is indeed keeping me pumped. Grabe siya ihhh. Why naman ganun? Universe be like: why noooot? Right? 

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