Happy Heart’s Day! Love, Mom.

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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 14

It is Valentines’ Day today. For many, it’s a day of romance, flowers, chocolates, dates, and everything in between. I’ve never really celebrated this “holiday” for obvious reasons, of course, but I’ve had my share of flowers and chocolates over the years though. Some of my guy friends are sweet enough to give me something on their way to their own dates and I truly appreciate that.

Anywho, I must admit that this year my case of Valentines blues was… erm… let’s say more pressing unlike the previous years. The constant teasing and reminder of people around to join speed dating events or even go on random blind dates come up in conversations more frequent than usual. It’s okay, I guess. I just laugh it off but then I’d be lying if I tell you that it doesn’t bother me because I guess, truthfully, it does. A little bit.

So while I was not excited to see Thursday, everything changed when I got a text this morning that said:

“Happy heart’s day 🙂 remember good things come 2 those who wait :)”

That was sent to me by… my mom. 🙂 I couldn’t help but smile and feel loved. Isn’t she the sweetest? I was ready to bitch about today and was preparing to roll my eyes on bouquet-carrying-extra-mushy boys and girls but then after reading that how can you not be touched and be okay with all the supposedly annoying cheesiness in the air?

I love my mom because she doesn’t make me feel like I’m a freak for being single at 24 even though she has her occasional one liners and punchlines about how my love life is going (or not going, for that matter). But i guess that’s her job as my mom. What I’m trying to say, i guess, is that it’s always nice to have people who remind you that you are loved and special too. I may not have found my Valentine just yet but I guess my mom’s right, good things come to those who wait. So while I do wait, I guess, she’s gonna be my Valentine for a little bit. 🙂

"Hey that's my mum!" - Shaun from Shaun of the Dead

“Hey that’s my mum!” – Shaun from Shaun of the Dead


Who’s Your Daddy?

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Feb-ulous Challenge Day 8

I love… my Dad.


No, it’s not Father’s Day yet but I just wanted to write about one non-fictional person that I love. For those who know me, you’ve probably heard tons of stories – some scary but mostly funny – about how my father is in real life.

He served in the Philippine Air Force for 28 years and is now retired doing crossword puzzles and word hunts every morning with his usual morning tea or coffee. He’d water his plants. Chat with the neighbors. Cook for us. Feed the dogs. Doze off in front of the TV and wake up as soon as you turn it off. But he wasn’t always this laid back you know. Did I mention, he was in the Air Force before?

When I was younger, my brother and I was scared shitless of our Dad. He didn’t beat us up or anything but he was strict. You can’t leave the dining table if your plate is not empty. A lot of my cousins didn’t want to eat with us when he’s around. We’d all cry over vegetables waiting on our plate to be eaten. We all pray that it disappears in thin air or else we’ll have to eat them whether we liked it or not. We had curfew and it was hard to ask permission to go out, exhibit A:

The High School Birthday Party Circa 2003

Me: Pa, pwede ako pumunta sa bahay ng classmate ko? (Dad, can I go to my classmate’s house?)

Dad: Bakit? (Why?)

Me: Birthday niya kasi, may party. (It’s her birthday, she has a party.)

Dad: Hindi pwede. (No.)

Me: Pero… (But…)

Dad: Bakit? Di ba yun matutuloy pag wala ka dun? (Why? Will the party get postponed if you’re not there?)

That friend with an early curfew. That was me in high school. Luckily, my Dad softened over the years. My friends actually love him too. I remember he gave my college friends some of his old soldier berets and other military memorabilia he had at home. He would also check on us during our bonding sessions at home and tell everybody some of his great stories. I guess, now he’s more relaxed. He’s not as serious as he used to be. We can now exchange punch lines and actually talk about random things. He’s actually my favorite status topic in Facebook. Whenever I post something about him or about my mom, the likes and comments are through the roof.

Typical conversation with my Dad:

While reading his morning paper…

Dad: What’s Instagram?

Me: Huh?

Dad: (Irritated) In-sta-gram! Is that a building?

He’s unintentionally funny, most of the time.

I used to wish that he wasn’t the way he is. During my younger years, I’d be so angst-y about how my dad sucked for imposing all his rules. I used to think, why can’t my Dad be as cool as other kids’ dads. But now I realized, him being the pain in my teenage ass was probably one of the best parenting strategies he did. Of course, I hated him for forcing me to eat veggies or not letting me to stay out late or even making me do all those chores, but now that I’m older I understand everything. It was all for my benefit. I mean I wouldn’t be this awesome person who I am today if it weren’t for him and my mom. I’m truly blessed. Not only that, he’s providing me awesome material when I decide to be a stand-up comic. :))

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Annyeong Haseyo!

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1 Post A Day Challenge – Entry #20

Annyeong Haseyo!

That’s “Hello” in Korean. My mom is a little bit obsessed with anything and everything Korean. She spends most of her free time watching marathons of her favorite Koreanovelas. Sometimes she’d even surf the net for the synopsis of the stories or the backgrounds of the actors and actresses. Which girl groups the actresses belong to or if the actors have already gone into the army (apparently, it’s compulsory for the guys to join the army in Korea).

Yoona from Girls Generation. I’ve seen her in a lot of shows that my mom watches.

Rain a.k.a. Ninja Assassin is an actor and singer rolled into one. He’s currently in the army… I think.

She is such a fan girl. Our cable subscription was upgraded just so she can watch KBS and Arirang. We would sometimes sit through reality shows, movies, singing competitions, game shows, all in Korean (with subtitles of course)! Our cupboards are also loaded with Korean noodles because she’s been obsessed with it as well. She got it from watching too many shows with people eating those noodles. During the first few weeks, it was still very tasty and delicious but now we would have Korean noodles at least twice a week for breakfast sometimes even for dinner. Bleck.

Noodles! Slurp! Slurp!

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing but she has actually converted even my dad. My DAD?! Before, they’d fight over it but surprisingly now even my dad sits in to watch too. At first, I thought he wasn’t paying attention to it but one time I heard him actually give a juicy comment about the show.


Dad: Naku! Bakit kasi pumapayag siya na pakialam ng magulang nya ang buhay nya?! (Hmp! Why is he allowing his parents to meddle with his life?!)

Mom: Sinabi mo pa! Pero ganun kasi sa Korea. May say ang parents sa mapapangasawa. (You know it! But you see in Korea, the parents have strong opinions about who their children marry.)

Seriously?! Affected much? Haha. I guess, it’s generally a good thing. It’s good that my mom and dad has something to do together. I still cringe though when my mom starts to swoon over those K-Pop artists and actors like a 12-year old fan girl. She’s even worse than I am sometimes. Come to think of it, maybe I got that Fan Girl gene from her?! :))

FAN GIRL MODE: My personal favorite Jo In-Sung from “Memories of Bali”. *swoon*


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August has begun. The start of a new month makes me feel hopeful and enthusiastic about starting new things. It makes me feel giddy, like anything is possible and it’s a great start to do something. So today, I’ll be challenging myself to post one entry a day for the whole month of August. I shall call it: “1PAD (1 Post A Day) Challenge”.

Today is a special day not only because of the launch of my 1PAD Challenge but also because it’s my big brother’s birthday. Like most brothers and sisters, we have a love/hate relationship. When we were younger, we’d always fight. I can’t actually remember the reasons why we fought but I remember him being so mad at me this one time so he threw me a monobloc chair. Good thing I ducked so he missed. We had this sibling rivalry thing which I think is inevitable but eventually we outgrew that and it’s us against whoever now. We can hate on each other but we do not allow others to hate on us. We have each others backs. Get it? Got it? Good!

Back off… or else! 😛

He’s grumpy but very sweet and generous to our parents especially. It’s just that he has a very subtle and unconventional way of showing it. He’s actually sweeter than I am but I’m definitely the funnier one. He hasn’t kicked anybody’s ass for me… yet, but he promised me he would so I’ll keep you posted on that one.

In a few months, he’ll be marrying his fiancé and he’ll be moving out too. I just want to say, thanks for leaving me with our cranky and weird parents, dude! You owe me for that one. Haha. Nah. Just kidding. I’m happy that he has found someone who he can spend his life with. For his big 3-0, I couldn’t wish for anything more. He’s happy and in love. Happy happy birthday, big brother! I love you. 🙂

Blame it on the Changes


The house is definitely a lot quiet now. I’m at home on a Saturday night (surprise, surprise!) with my parents. The three of us in this big house. My cousins moved out. After 25 years of living together and literally growing up together. They. Moved. Out. It just sunk in I guess.

Last night, they were moving their stuff and I try not to really think about the fact that they’re moving. Then, my tita started to cry in between folding blankets. I told myself I wouldn’t cry, it’s not like we’re not going to see each other ever cause we ARE family anyway, but I couldn’t help it. It’s heartbreaking. We are all known to be very melodramatic so please forgive the water works. I don’t want it to be harder than it already is so I went around the back and when I saw Bestfriend Goldie, she started crying too and we hugged it out.

I miss you already!

It’s very bittersweet. I guess all goodbyes, whether temporary or permanent, is always ALWAYS bittersweet. It’s sad because, as mentioned, we have lived together for 25 years. We grew up together. Spent every birthday together. Played together in our big (and now empty) yard and fought with each other. There are more than 2 decades worth of memories of me and my cousins in this house and I’m awfully sad that I won’t be seeing them whenever I want. There’s nobody to trade ulam with or ask for fresh cooked rice. I can’t borrow sanitary pads anymore or ask for extra laundry detergent. It’s those simple things that makes me miss them big time.

BUT. I am very much happy for them because now, they have their very own house. A place they can call their own home. There’ll be no nagging from my dad anymore and they’ll be able to have their own rooms. They won’t worry about leaks and the flood when it starts to rain hard. They’ll have a bigger and better place. All those things are what makes it a little easier to bear.

I guess, at one point, all of us will need to move out or move on (whatever’s necessary). My brother will get married soon. My cousins will eventually grow up. My aunts and uncles will move to different places. But I know it will all be for the best. Change is difficult but it’s good. If there’s one important thing to gain from all this, it’s the fact that all family reunions from here on out will definitely be extra special. That always works out for everybody. 🙂

5 Days at Bum City

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Five solid days of bumming around. It’s gonna be over soon because as we all know, all good things must come to an end.  When i was younger, so much younger than today (d’you sing it too? haha), Holy Week meant nothing good is on TV (wala pang cable nun) well except the 7th Heaven Marathon we watch on Studio 23 (aaaww the Campdens), staying at home and be bored because we can’t play outside because according to my Lola, God bless her soul, if you get wounded during the Holy Week it won’t heal because Christ is dead. But i knew she was pulling our legs when one Holy Wednesday during the mid 90’s my cousins and I could not resist the temptation of the smiling sun and open yard waiting for us to come and play. We defied all the Holy Week “rules” and played tumbang preso. Then just like juicy karma, the tin can flew in the air and the open side landed on my knee and there was blood. After that, I seriously thought I was gonna die of blood loss or something but then after a few weeks i learned that i shouldn’t have been worried about it not healing because it happened during Holy Week but instead i should have been worried about my parents sermon and their litany  about getting tetanus.

Fast forward to today, my Holy Week is still sort of the same. So what went down during my 5-day house arrest…er… i mean, long weekend/vacation/holy week celebration?

Day 1

I finally got around to cleaning my room. 🙂 That made me, especially my mom, very happy. Threw out all the junk and my study table now looks more like a study table and less of a land fill. I can now see my books in their neat rows. 🙂

Day 2

Went to church and did the Way of the Cross and learned to braid my hair. Can you see it? I’m starting to get bored.

Day 3

My parents are starting to drive me crazy. My cousins are all out of town, so the 4 of us are left in the house. I guess, it’s been a really long time since the four of us had the house to ourselves (we usually have a lot of people around. our house is sometimes like an orphanage or half way house. we have relatives… lots of em). Just to get away, i decided to clean out my closet…

Garage sale anyone?

Because i am seriously about to loose my mind, i had to call my friends and hang out to keep me sane…

Breakfast sa Gabi kasama ang tropa. 🙂


Wouldn't be complete without the DVDs

No tambay is complete without pigging out. :9

Day 4

I finally finished reading 1 of the 3 books i started this year… YAY!

It's best to ask Hector. 🙂

This one’s next on my book list…

Found this book and saw that the author was Pinay so i HAVE TO read it. 🙂 Pinoy Pride... hopefully. 🙂

Most importantly i found a new love…

Ben & Jerry's is LOVE. ❤

Day 5

The last day of my fleeting vacation. BOO!

Sitting in front of my laptop and recounting the things i did during the past few days, I can’t help but think about how I missed being a bum. No alarm clocks, hurried showers, early morning traffic, i don’t even have to dress up. Best part of this vacation would probably be the quiet time to think. Believe it or not, i found time to think and reflect. We’ll all be snapping back to reality in a few hours but at least we’re recharged and ready to brave through the long hours in the office.


Swimming Na! :)

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After coming home from Cebu last Saturday, the whole family went to Laguna for our traditional family summer bonding.

Before I left for Cebu last week, my cousins from Pampanga were already here. My titas are already busy with the preparations for the food, transpo, the works. Bestfriend Goldie already reserved the place for us. We had to be there by 7am. That’s why I was a little bit edgy at the Mactan Airport the night before because the PAL flight was delayed (as usual).

Sunday morning, everybody was up and about at around 5am. The house is magulo and maingay, just the way i like it. 🙂 Just before we left, my dear father had his usual “bitch fit”. This usually happens when all of my mother’s relatives are present. Why, you ask? I repeat, my mother’s RELATIVES ARE PRESENT Go figure. Anywho, we were a little bit lost because the sketch, i believe, was drawn by toddlers. It was frickin’ useless. Good thing may built in radar si Bestfriend Goldie kaya naman we found the place.

Once there, the kids automatically jumped into the pool. Later on, they all looked like over cooked ginger bread men. Well in this case, over cooked ginger bread kids. Exhibit A (an irritated, over cooked ginger bread kid. Itatago natin sa pangalang MC Hammer-head):

We had enough food to last through breakfast, lunch, and afternoon snacks. Let’s just say that my family loooves to eat, so at around 9am… taob na ang kaldero ng dinuguan at nakasalang na ang panibagong sinaing.

Before swimming we had to test the videoke machine (woohoo!). And by testing, i mean having my own mini concert. This would probably be my most favorite part, the videoke. With all modesty aside, i only scored 100, ehem, 5 times. hahaha! (oo na, alam kong palakasan lang ng boses ang sukatan dun, pagbigyan nyo na ko. frustrated songer.) Aside from food, we also love singing. Apparently we are all frustrated singers. Exhibit B:

Every year, during Christmas and Summer outings, we always have a complete photo. Me and my 17 cousins. Exibit C (wan, tu, tri, wacky!!!):

It was a fun filled day. I got to sing my heart out, play touch taya with my cousins, eat good food, and bond with the family. Kaya kahit wala pang tulog, ayos lang. We all kinda forgot the world for one day. Nothing beats the happiness we have when we’re surrounded by family. No stress. No judgement. Just unadulterated fun. 🙂