Honestly, I am one of those people who would not walk out of their comfort zones so easily. It is really hard for me to try new things that are relatively scary and difficult. Something that I really need to work on, especially now that I will be starting to look for a job real soon.
Food parks seriously are taking over the food industry, at least in the great metro. They are just everywhere. From North to South, they are the talk of the town, specifically of the millennials and the young adults. And they just seem to keep on sprouting here and there, every day.
Finally getting back on track with my blog!! I’ve been MIA for so long, for so many reasons, but now that (I think) I’m getting my stuff together, I have decided to be back for good.
There is no doubt that it has been a tragic season for me and the ones that I truly love. We recently lost my beloved grandmother, and everybody knows how much of a light she is for us. With the most beautiful and warm welcoming smile she always paints on her face, she is surely going to be greatly missed. But as Mitch Albom puts it, “When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone.”
It’s been a month (or so) since the last time I posted something on this page. Ever since the month of February came, I’ve been so stressed out because of school. Actually, at this very moment, I’ve got tons of stuff to accomplish and study for, but here I am, procrastinating. I couldn’t consider blogging as a form procrastination, though, because it still requires me to think and use my so-called skills. So how about a little catch-up, eh?
Last Halloween weekend, I stayed over at my cousin’s house with my other three cousins. We only planned on staying in, swimming at the clubhouse, having movie marathon, cooking and eating, and just plain bonding. All these things changed, except for swimming because we badly wanted to dip in that day, when my older cousin decided to bring us to Sky Ranch Tagaytay. It was rather an impulsive decision, for it was not planned at all, and we were not sure if our parents are going to allow us and say yes. Luckily enough, they said yes, granted that we won’t be too long.
So these past weeks, there’s this trend on Twitter #GrowingUpWithStrictParents. I kind of followed this hashtag since I grew up, and still growing up, with strict parent/s. Luckily on my part, I am an only child so that made my parents only extra strict. Yay!
*kindly note the sarcasm* [read more]
Happiest birthday to my one and only Ate Colleene!!! Two decades down, a lot more to go! In a few years, I can surely see us together planning our dream house. We’ve had this dream since we were little and oh, how the time flies by. You’re almost an adult now and I know you will be just as responsible. From dyeing your hair red to more mature decisions, I will always be here for you. Hahaha. I will support you no matter what and if you need me to help you dye your hair whatever color you want, I will. We will graduate together and shop ’til we drop using Mamu’s card. Hahaha! We’ve been the best of friends since God knows when and it will never change. As cheesy as it may sound, we have forever. I love you so much, don’t you ever forget that. Cheers to more adventures and misadventures together!!
**PHOTOS ARE FROM WAY BACK**
Second day. More co-workers, more bosses and managers. More friends, more families. The whole IV-ES2 also came. Which something that relieved my heart a bit. I’m sure dad also liked their presence. Talked about dad’s claims and other stuff.
More friends, more neighbors. Ate Nie and I had our dinner together at KFC. Elementary classmates and friends and parents also came at night. Yahweh El Shaddai Caloocan were there, Couples for Christ and some other clubs and groups. I got so dizzy, I almost collapsed.
Next morning, 2nd of September woke up around 4am but slept again. Got up at 5:30 am and bathed. It was a gloomy Sunday morning and found some of my uncles and one cousin sleeping in our house (I slept in my Aunt’s house) and felt a stab in my heart. This is real. They’re here for dad. I’m slowly accepting it. Slowly. I took a bath while crying. I managed to prep up, no breakfast. Then went to the chapel to see Mom and Dad. My grandma, Aunts and Ate Nie were there. They were crying. But I held back my tears. I don’t want them to see me crying. They’ll just say, “Be strong”. But I am. It’s just, crying makes me feel weak those times.
I was fungry so Ate Nie and I had breakfast at Jollibee. I only had hash brown and fries, tho. I’m not in the mood to eat. They’re enough.
The day went long. Lots of Dad’s friends and other relatives came over, wishing us their deepest condolences. Also, some of his workmates and bosses. Sir Sandy was there, he’s the owner of Oishi and nephew of Ben Chan with his wife. The managers were also there, and in the afternoon, Yoya, Gadielle, JR, Ynah, and Bianca also came by. We laughed despite all of these. Cousins are there also. It’s just the first day but the people were numerous already. They loved my Dad so much and they’ve been saying the same thing. Dad is a jolly person. He’s so special. No one could ever be like him. He’s one and only.