To My Queen: Happy Birthday Esan! *love*

 

“To all the Kings in our gaseous sphere.. Treat your Queen just the way they should be treated. If you can’t, forget about trying. Don’t even think about it. Don’t even breathe. *haha*char* “

 

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*Wala na tayong ibang picture kaya ito na lang ulit haha*

*Kasi walang mahilig magpicture sa ating dalawa*

 

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A mom is a superhero before one’s eyes.

They said it’s difficult to save the earth alone. But earth revolved for billions of years, and believe me.. Moms ruled the earth. There could have been a lot of  Mother T-rex before who cared for their little T-rex.

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And they’re never allowed to complain when they’re in pain. They try to subdue and ease it. They try to be there.

They try.

They always do.

 

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They are the most precious luxury anyone could have.  And it’s for free. They could get a little loony sometimes..but that’s just how they show their love.

 

 

|To Mama|

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Hey.. Happy Birthday Ma 🙂 Masarap pa rin ang luto mo kahit anong sabihin nila..

*haha*

 

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At Salamat sa walang sawang pag-aalaga. 🙂

 

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Huwag ka po mag-alala..

Matututo rin ako na maglaba. 😀

 

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Okay. *haha* ❤

 

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Ganun pa man, kahit mas madalas na ako na lang mag-isa sa pila, alam kong bago ko pa  makita si Miss Cashier.

Darating ka.

Lagi.

Dahil nasayo yung pitaka. *haha*

 

P.S. Sana mas showy tayo sa isa’t isa, kahit hindi talaga. *haha* Mas sweet pa ko sa mga kaibigan ko. 

At sana humaba pa ng maraming maraming marami ang kulot mong buhok. 

Stay healthy. And whole.

And you’re still beautiful.

Maligayang Kaarawan Esan! *love*

 

 

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Happy Birthday To My Friend Who Makes My Life A Little Bit Louder! 

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|Photo credits|K. P.|

|A good friend will celebrate her birthday tomorrow|She took this photo a month ago|

|If she will be able to read my page|I would like her to know how grateful I am to be part of her life|

|I may not be the friend who always roll for millennial stuff|

|I love old times|I tend to love things that will grow old|

|A friend whom you would remember even if you turn 80|

|I may not be as showy as others|tagging stuff|social media alerts|

|But I always try my best to attach some strings to people I care about |A string that will get old eventually|

|…|

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|To Zela|

I will never forget when you handed me tons of sheets and I will always be grateful to know that someone like you, would actually see my efforts towards the people I care for.. to people I love.

Helping others is not easy for me. Because knowing people is not my skill. Knowing people is my fear. And I’m thankful because you have torn that fear and you let me become part of your life.

I always tell you that eyes never lie. And I’m sorry if I can’t help myself to speak about tears.. and pain.. But I know that you could get through all of it. You’ve shown enough courage. And you deserve  pure happiness.

(Remember the day you had to leave that glass door?) I was really proud of myself that it didn’t brought me into tears. You wanna know why? Because in a short span of time, you’ve made me feel that you’ll never leave a shit out of me. That you’re ready to break walls, flaring your colored hair, just to see me because you’re my friend. And friends will never forget.

And yes it’s okay to cry. That maybe we can’t understand everything, but always remember that everything happens for a reason. That every single thing will fall in its own place. And everything will be fine.

Repay me nothing. Because I love what I do. And I would love to tease you more..to talk to you more often..to take more pictures of ourselves..to eat more..to start painting our plans.

I love hugs. Because hugs were meant for friendships.

You are vocal enough. And I could hear you from within. If you think I can’t hear you, kick the door, break some glasses, until I hear you. Until I see your eyes..then I will listen. Because I’ll never get tired to listen.

Simply because you are my friend. And no LOB could change that. Make sense? *hihi*

—–from your friend who has the same mental disorder as yours
P.S. I still love my tinapay with molds. But I love you more.

 

Happy Birthday To My Friend Who Makes My Life A Little Bit Louder! 

Vagabond

“I want to be someone’s memory rather than a daily routine.”

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Before I eat another cookie, I would like to say thank you to all the gods and deities who made this week a little extraordinary than my daily routine. Reminding me that I have a 24-hour right to breathe and to forget about all the turmoils. And it made me think somehow. It made me think of good things.

Somebody asked me, what’s your wish on your special day? I answered:

World peace.

Maybe it humored him a bit and asked again, what’s your wish? For yourself. And I answered:

Inner peace.

 

I wish for everyone’s peace of mind. Because that will help them to regain health.

I wish for my inner peace so I can extend myself more to others.

Few months ago, I spoke to one of my colleagues (she’s a good friend too) in the balcony where I usually drench myself at lunch. She said looking at the skyline, she wanted to make a dent and to create a change. It’s a great thought, I’d say. And I told her to pursue her dreams. She’s continuing her studies now and I hope for all the blessings and odds to be on her side. She’s a good kid.

And it made me think…

I also want to make a dent. But not that big. Nor to create a change in large scale.

My lifetime will never be enough:

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But a simple dent to someone’s heart.

A dent that couldn’t change everything but could remind that person from time to time that it’s okay.

That it’s okay to eat pizza with a lot of pepper. That it’s okay to drink Chuckie even if you turn 80. That it’s okay to cry in public. That it’s okay to be hurt. (Because sooner or later it will be okay.) That it’s okay to get nightmares. That it’s okay to get tired. (Simply because we’re human.) That it’s okay to get crazy in love. It’s okay to commit mistakes. (As long as you treat it as a friendly reminder the next day.) That it’s okay to be in pain. (It strengthens your soul.)

It’s okay. It’s okay because that’s how life works.

(And I just used the word “okay” thirteen times. Haha)

I want to be someone’s memory rather than a daily routine.

P.S.

Thank you for all the greetings! God bless you all. 🙂

 

**And why Vagabond? Wala lang. Gusto ko lang yung word. Haha It describes exactly my thoughts. Blog ko naman ‘to kaya walang pakialamanan sa titulo.

Complicated Truth

Truths are the sweetest of the sweetest things we’ll ever hear.

But not all..there are truths that are better left unsaid because we think it’s the best recourse that we have. Subconsciously, we know it is not..It’s just too complicated so we chose not to.

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-Before I chase my dreams, I just want to thank everybody for those kind words. Nappreciate ko bawat salita. Kailangan ko yun. Ang totoo niyan, isang message pa lang ang nababasa ko. Iniisip ko kasi, sa panahong hindi ako madapuan ng ngiti, magbabasa lang ako ng isang mensahe/sulat, feeling ko magiging okay na ‘ko. At sa ngayon..okay na ‘ko.. 🙂

No title, just me and my crazy side

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My coach during lives asked me “Where do you get your crazy ideas?”.. and I just answered “I don’t know sir.” And I realized today, maybe because it is me that is crazy that’s why crazy stuff normally comes out out of my lips in solid thoughts.

-Thank you sa chicken ni Ate Cathy! Nung tinikman ko, nakabalik ako sa katinuan ko. haha 🙂 Salamat po. ❤

Food and Stuff

It was my last day in school for this semester. 🙂 Last exam, last chance para masabing pwede ka na mag-OJT.

But aside from the seem-to-be-endless-solving-problems, something peculiar happened. At mukhang masayang pag-usapan ‘to dito. Somebody approached me and asked, “Pumasok ba si *insert name*?” and I said “Sinong *insert name*?” He said, “Yung classmate natin, yung gwapo” I said, “Alin dun?” and that man gave me a rude smile. Like it was a sin not to agree with what he just said. Whether a man looks good or not, it would always depend on who sees them. Gusto ko sanang sabihin, “teka lang ah, absorb ko muna na gwapo siya.” Pero syempre nakakahiya naman magreact, kasi di naman din ako kagandahan. Haha

Another thing that happened was, it’s my aunt’s birthday. After my class, I went straight to their house and what?? Syempre it’s food man!! 🙂 Ang sarap ng luto nila ate 🙂 Food comforts meeee ❤ The beef was perfect. I'm so full. My bilbil just got bigger 😀 perfect timing kasi parang nacompensate nun ang pagod ko this sem. I mean, you'll no longer worry yourself about the deadlines and course requirements because it's finally over!!