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After more than a year of blogging here, I finally decided to have my own domain and I’m almost done transferring my contents there. This will be my last post here but please visit me in my new home.

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Dark Sides and Rants

Dying Before Your Death (Part 1)

Ever heard of someone saying “This thing happen and I just died”?  The thing is, you see, the process of dying while you’re still alive and healthy doesn’t come in an instant. It doesn’t happen as fast as a snap of your fingers. 

It is a collection of small seemingly insignificant instances that builds up through days, weeks, months and even years then one day you’ll feel like you’re doing things without passion, within too much thought and you’ll say to yourself “I don’t feel alive anymore “. 

Those thoughts, once you started thinking aboit it, is actually a “make or break” point. Some people would slowly think things over and bring back ‘life’ in their lives. Some wouldn’t mind at first as if he’s still in the denial stage till one day, he would think about the same words and he would finally realize that if he doesn’t help himself, he will slowly be swallowed whole by that emptiness.

Health, Mommy Post

Pregnancy Scare After Tubal Ligation

First of all, I know this will sound really really crazy.

I was ligated right after my last caesarean operation last May of 2016 so pretty much I already have a very very slim possibility of getting pregnant again. I am exclusively breastfeeding our youngest since birth so I had my period back when he was around 10 or 11 months old.

Since I had my period back, it never missed, not even a single day (it’s always a 28-day cycle) so when it missed for a whole week, I really started thinking crazy stuff.

First thing I thought of was “If I’m pregnant, I’ll give birth by June.” Not a single feeling excitement, nope.  Somehow I just wanted to jump out of the whole nine-month pregnancy journey, which I already cherished with my three children. This time I’m more on mentally preparing for the pains of C-section (if ever I’ll actually give birth again).

Continue reading “Pregnancy Scare After Tubal Ligation”

Mommy Post

Mercury Drug’s Suki Day Book 2018

Most people are already planning what planner to for next year. Some coffee drinkers would be collecting stickers from their beloved coffee shops, some are loyal to their usual brands and some get the cheapest but functional.

I’m not a planner kind of person. I love how fancy those planners are and it looks kikay too but I’m not gonna pay hundreds for it. I made a mistake once on buying this kikay planner with a membership card with it. There’s a long story behind it and it seems like it’s my fault entirely but no, I’m not gonna do it again. I usually buy Papemelroti’s pocket planners (Php 20.00). They are affordable and I love the designs too. It serves as a reminder for me in some way.

Yesterday I dropped by at Mercury Drug to buy stuff for my kids and I noticed this notebook at the cashier. There are three colors available that time; peach, light blue and mint green.

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If there’s one thing that I’m proud of, it’s the fact that I don’t cry in wakes or in funerals. Nope, not even during my grandparents’ wake, or when we received the news that they’re already peace. Why? Because at the back of my mind, I know that someday, we’ll meet again in a different place and time.

Today, it’s the opposite.  Continue reading

Letters For You

Hey Michael,

We started our relationship with something like a trial period. If we last for six months, we’ll extend (renew) it to another six months (contractual jobs, endo anyone?). I don’t know if you already knew it when we first met but one thing’s for sure, you thought I’m so attracted to you that I’d try to put you under a spell.

Continue reading “Hey Michael,”

Art Kuno

Spooky

 

I was browsing my instagram account when I saw this. A supposed to be entry for November theme of GUHIT Pinas Colored Pencil group. I realized that I’mactually colorblind at some extent…or maybe I’m just not used to it yet.

I miss my colored pencils and all my other art materials. I really really do.

[In response to tr Daily Prompt : Substandard ]

Kusina Stories

Classic Polvoron

December 2016, I landed a one-time freelance job wherein I earned Php 10,500 ($207.70) in just four days. I am not joking (but I can’t tell any info about the job). Since I know that that kind of opportunity may not happen again, I decided to buy stuff that I can use to start a small business with small capital.

Here in the Philippines, in my opinion, polvoron and pastillas are the best sellers for all ages. Why?

First, they are affordable. Polvoron is usually priced as low as Php3 ($0.06) to Php15 ($0.30) depending on the variant, and for pastillas its Php1 ($0.02) to Php10 ($0.20) depending on how big it is.

Second, their ingredients are household staples. You can actually start your small business by using what you already have.

Third, Filipinos, regardless of their age, loves anything sweet. By anything, I mean A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G. We love sweets so much that sometimes we make a sweet version of foods that are NOT meant to be sweet.

I decided to make polvoron first. It’s my first time preparing this. The recipe that I used is from Pinoy Cooking Recipes. Continue reading “Classic Polvoron”

Something Else

Planned or Not?

[This is not about pregnancy.]

I love reading confessions on university Facebook pages. Last time I posted a confession from FEU Secret Files, today I’m going to share a confession from The UST Files.

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The sender’s confession is a letter for her father who already passed away. She told him that she was raped 6 times by different people, one of them is her own brother. She’s only 19 years old right now and almost no one knows what happened to her (her friends know it only happened once, she doesn’t want her family to know it either).

From her confession, I felt that she’s traumatized by her experience (she mentioned that some nights she’s afraid of sleeping. She just keeps on crying until sunrise, that’s the only time that she feels safe). It must be really really hard to lose someone you can lean on, someone you know will protect you (which is her father). First question that popped up in my head after reading it was “Where’s your mom?”. Her father died, is her mom already dead?

First thing I did was I messaged the admins (it’s private, shhh).

Then, I grabbed some popcorn and read the comments. Nah, just kidding. Continue reading “Planned or Not?”