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The ugly truth… Becoming twenty five is creating a lot of stress or is it the hormones? These past few weeks have been difficult. I felt like in a transit forever. Alam mo yung feeling na nagtatravel ka but most of the time you spent it on the plane? That awkward, blue and sad feeling na ayaw mong ientertain but then it is biting, nakakadisturb and sometimes it seems na mas mabuting mag isa. I am dealing with this challenge as matured as possible. I talked with some of my friends and ewan ko ba kung bakit napunta kami sa usapang sentimental. I said this before and I am saying it again, di madali ang malayo sa pamilya at sa mga tao, lugar at bagay na nakasanayan na. My friend told me, “you know what, sometimes, I just find myself locking the room and crying my heart out” and I was like, “why??” then she smiled coyly and nagkibit balikat. My other friend also shared, “sometimes the people in this house can hear my sobs while I go skyping with my mom”. The housemate told me “oo nga, di ma

Age is just a number… … And so is the waist line! ^^ What to do on a birthday far away from home? Easy!!! But what if, you are solo on your birthday? (the heck!) For the first time in my existence, I have gone solo for a day on a birthday! Here’s a fact, I never remembered going to office on my birthday. I always take some day off to celebrate and be stress-free on a special day. Hmnn.. most especially here, why? Would you imagine yourself being yelled at? Would you imagine yourself being told of the errands, left and right? And would you imagine yourself feeling as clueless as you are sedated on your b…irthdaaaay? Thanks but NO THANKS! So I took a day off. My initial plan really was to wake up at 10AM, laze around, do my week-long laundry, handwashing my underwears etc. (sounds so lousy for a birthday right?) So ang lola mo, changes her plan, I told myself, “dai, do that and it doesn’t make any difference over an ordinary day off!” so I hurdled myself to go somewhere new, or perhaps h

Dear God, Thank you for giving me this chance to live. Thank you for allowing me to reach my quarter life, with all my hopes and dreams. I can’t thank you enough for all the blessings that I received and been receiving everyday. It’s as though I am provided well with everything that I need. As I come as twenty five, I would like to ask for forgiveness. All the wrong doings and incurring (even recurring) mistakes that I do, I ask for your understanding. Lord, I know sometimes my selfishness can make me think badly of others, my laziness can burden someone else’s life and my being introvert make others think badly of me, thus making them sinful by my provocative gestures. If I can ask for more, I would highly ask of you to always protect me and my family and friends. I ask of you to grant us good health today and in the coming days. Lord, I won’t ask for fortune, to me, money isn’t everything, but please let me be the instrument to make someone else’s dreams come true. Please let me thin

Shalalalala…sheboo sheboo.. Oh well, in times like this, I know I miss a hell lot of things. I will miss bonding with my folks. Why, they’re all going to Cebu feat. Chino. Cebu is a place I thought I could live in next to Davao. With a job, earning more than enough for my needs, I can nail it. Its strategic location is perfect in the sense that It’s just like half of Davao and half of Manila, laid back and modern at the same time, plus just an hour or two plane ride away from Davao. Know what, in the past I thought if I couldn’t bag a job here in Singapore, I’d still pursue my adventure in Manila or Cebu… But After bagging a job here, living a life different from what I was used to… If I come home, I don’t think I’d still be going for Manila or even Cebu. I’d still choose my peace and quiet (tama ba?) Davao. Manila and Cebu are only good for vacations, at least for me, you know, burnt out, stressed from work; you book a ticket online and boom! What a getaway! Anyway, as I said, the fam

WARNING! Don’t read if you don’t want to be burdened by my misery. (This should not be a post to sponge off all the bitterness.) But I am posting anyway. But before I turn to my silver year I would like to share my list of 5 things I am bitter about. 1) CAREER. Although I am thankful for the chance of being able to work with good bosses, I am not satisfied with what I learn. It bores me. It feels as though I am stagnating myself to a place where growth is very slow and professional milestone is low. But then, it isn’t just the opportunities, I am mostly to blame. I am slow to coping changes. 2) RICH PEOPLE. How can they accumulate so much while others don’t? Admitting, I am afraid to be associated w/ rich people, romantically speaking, I feel that the relationship will go down the drain as he is more powerful than I am; I have no strength to fight against anyone richer than me. I always feel inferior with them around. Why? I don’t know. 3) JUSTICE. Life is never fair. I’ve known so man

Nobody cares about any body. (In a good way) There have been a lot of changes. Looking back, all I can see is growth, I won’t mind deterioration (if there is). From that awkward teeny weeny boppers to confident, purposeful members of the society… I lurked around facebook last night and was able to view profiles of different school mates, from those who sat down silently, naïve and passive students, now confident, aggressive and loud mid-adults. From the nonchalant, disturbing and almost detrimental people I knew back in the days to now formal, corporate people. From the hyped, energetic and brainy girls and guys to now more hyped and sophisticated ladies and gentlemen. Wow! This facebook thing helps us see the development in people. Like this one fellow I knew back in HS, he was the usual timid, shy and “corner seat” guy. Oftentimes, I see him holding his hanky to his mouth, smiling whenever someone teases him. He’s this mate you’d probably gang up with his fellow silent-types. Guess w