Getting this job as a call center agent I know I’ll be talking to different people with different problems that has to be immediately resolved. I completely understand how frustrating it could be when calling for help and ended the call having the issue unresolved. This is because there are certain procedures and compliance that I need to follow to stay in this job. But sometimes, there are issues that cannot be resolved at all that the only thing left to do is let them understand the situation even if it crushes my heart.

Time flies so fast, I did not notice 

Having this feeling is such a wonderful bliss 

I thank God for His miraculous grace 

Another milestone achieved, I still see the same face 

The face that I never saw before 

The face I never thought I will adore 

Gives meaning in my life to worth living for 

I just love you from day one to forever more 

I cannot imagine how this will end 

I do not want you to be just a forgotten friend 

Everything I have for you will never bend 

For loving you is what I only intend 

Ever since I am with you I feel so fine 

In my own storm, you are my sunshine
You are the word stuck in my tongue I cannot define
Something like I am ME while you are MINE

Happy 2nd year ❤️

I got lots of failures in life apart from those I cannot remember but as time goes by I figured out something. Getting stuck or moving forward from those failures will actually do you nothing, c’est la vie, it happened and in reality, there isn’t like an Eye of Agamotto to turn back time. Not that I suggest to assent with misfortunes and shortcomings but if I did my best yet I failed according to the standards then what else do I expect?

1. I failed to finish my Bachelor’s Degree.
2. I failed to work in an IT company abroad because of number 1. 
3. I failed to take mom to USA 3 years after I graduated from college because of number 1 and 2.
4. I failed to quit smoking after several attempts. Plan F on the making.
5. I failed to fulfill several items from my bucket list this year.
6. I failed to do the laundry early this morning because of this blog entry.
7. I failed to continue this list of failures at least until number 10.
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To answer my nephew, I told him that I will have to find out when I turn 30. You know, like crossing the bridge when I get there.

Last night, baby baboy and I watched the movie, Bohemian Rhapsody, despite our busy schedules because I’m afraid it’ll be replaced soon in cinemas since there’s only one cinema left for the movie. I'm even determined to watch it alone since baby baboy was still on the way and we won’t make it if I have to wait for a little longer (although it would start a fight HAHAHA). Good thing we made it on time.

I was overwhelmed watching the movie that I cried a little because Queen is one of my favorite bands together with ABBA and The Beatles (I hope they’ll make a biopic of those bands as well). I grew up listening to their music since my father is one of their avid fans but lo and behold, I also become one of them. What I love about their music aside from the beats and the rhythms which brings me back to the past where I’m just innocent and fragile (unlike today as of writing HAHAHA!) is that they’re like telling a story behind each lyric. Although it’s kind of vague you’ll get the point.

What I like about the movie was it doesn’t just revolve on the life story of Freddie, which is obviously the most popular among the group 99% of the time. It’s more on like how the band was made and how they gave birth to each of their songs although they have to make sacrifices and even had a conflict of interest in between. Freddie, on the other hand, portrayed how power and fame can change someone and how is it not too late to take back what was lost. I know it’s just a movie, they may have exaggerated it and maybe some are just made up stories but duh! You get the thought.

My favorite part of the movie were the scenes when they performed some of the Queen’s records. I was there singing quietly but in my mind, I was headbanging and dancing and stomping and clapping that I want to scream on the top of my lungs together with the crowd when they cheered for the band. EEEEEEEEEEEYO! If only goosebumps can make someone explode, I’d be all over the cinema.

I am happy to know a portion of the Queen’s story apart from playing it repeatedly, learning the lyrics, and bravely sing it on the karaoke. Of course, it’ll take a lot of beer to fill up my belly before I could bring out my other self who is so talented I get ashamed when someone reminds me of what I just did last night. Ugh!

There are different people in this world – different behavior, different personality, different opinion, and everything is just different because that’s how it should be. I have all the option to avoid those that I can’t get along with but when it comes to being in the same place almost every day, now that’s another story. Let me talk about work. At first, I can’t deny that I do enjoy the company of my colleagues – eating out together, chilling out, and talk about of nonsense which actually helps build the foundation of our friendship aside from being workmates. But as times goes by there were things I observed, things that I really hate the most – betrayal of trust.

I, myself always try to be as honest as possible because there’s no point in being deceitful. It was later I realized that it isn’t the circle I want to be in. Talking behind someone’s back, putting someone’s name in shame, and instead of starting a conversation where everyone can relate and participate they’d rather start a topic of someone over and over again. While I know that it’s normal in Filipino culture but I have enough stress in life. I can’t waste my energy on something that will never benefit me, I may be a hypocrite for saying so but if you dislike someone then don’t talk about them, put them out of your system, and don’t make them feel you’re in good terms when you stab them a million times at their back.

That’s the reason I want to keep my distance. There’s no point of staying in the circle when I know for a fact they’d do the same to me. I’m not assuming that I’ll be a significant topic but I just don’t like that kind of personality. The kind of personality where you think you’re beyond perfection. Thanks but no thanks, just count me out.

Monday: I didn't even realize that it's Monday already. I feel so exhausted, Monday Syndrome? Not actually. Today was supposed to be the end of our shift for the week but since we're transitioning to a new set of schedule we have to work an extra day. Tomorrow's my father's 61st birthday and prior to this transitioning of schedule, tomorrow was supposed to be my rest day. Oh well, like I got a choice. Lots of things to prepare in a very short time.

Tuesday: Today, I turned into a zombie. Only had 2 hours of sleep and spent 12 hours at work (including travel time) and an estimated 3 hours of finishing touch for my papa's 61st birthday preparation. After I'm done with this, I should get a power nap because my eyes are now falling off. 

Wednesday: I suddenly woke up from what I thought to be a power nap, I hurriedly went outside of my room to make it to papa's birthday party but it turned out that it's already 5 o'clock in the morning. LOL! Last night, when every single in my body is unhappy, every single cell in my body is not well I went to bed for a power nap, put my headset on, and set my alarm after an hour. Turned out it was a power sleep. I can only imagine how fun and joyful it was through their stories during breakfast, lunch, meryenda, and dinner. I'll just review the CCTV footage later then. Sad.

Thursday: Orayt! I had a nice sleep, I'm completely refreshed now, and this is the last day of my rest day. Gotta do the laundry, get the high school diploma of my sister, and get my nephew at school. After that I'll take another good night sleep and I'll be ready to start another week of work.

Friday: I felt like it's also the end of my shift for the week HAHAHA! I drove to my nephew's school to get him and while I'm on the way I can't help but notice the volume of vehicles on the road. I wondered why the traffic was so heavy when it's usually smooth that time then I realized "Oh! It's FRIDAY!" Company buspool (not sure about the term), jeepneys loaded with students (because it's early out I guess), and maybe some people who are renting at the downtown area going home for the weekend. Well, thanks to JK's "Buwan" that I played over and over again just to keep my cool.

If education gives us the authority to discriminate others then I am ashamed to have it. 

I was at the smoking area together with two other smokers that were outside of the designated area which prompted the security to call out their attention telling them that they have to be inside the smoking area. The security actually did the right thing but the two smokers were not happy about it. One of the smokers said that he was too strict as if he’s a police insinuating that only a police officer has the authority to do that and the other one agreed by saying – in verbatim “skwela sa para ma police” (study first to become a policeman) and they continue their insults on the security guard until they smoked the butt of their cigars.

I tried to get their point that I finally realized they’re both pointless. I cannot imagine how difficult to follow a simple rule that is actually posted on all four corners of the smoking area and the fact that they work as a call center agent so they should be able to recognize that the security guard is just following the instruction stated to his job description. I feel sad for the security but I feel deeply upset for the two smokers for their ignorance and immorality. I’ve heard so many people belittling the job of a security guard saying that they do nothing but to spend their whole day standing at the gate but I think this is the kind of job where you actually dig your hole on the ground -- 6 feet deep. 

Some people are too quick to judge which doesn’t make them any smarter but more likely to be less capable of using their brain power. They were not actually insulting the security guard but themselves. I just have to write about this because I don't want to keep that memory echoing in my mind. Salute to all the security guards!

Monday: It’s the end of the shift for the previous week and I usually go to my baby baboy for babe time but since we’ve been through something, I just wanted to give the both of us a space to think about our actions. So I went home early and probably sleep early as well.

Tuesday: We went to our departed beloveds to take the chance while it’s not crowded at the cemetery, it saves us time and space. LOL!

Wednesday: FINALLY the wifi connection is back! We’ve been disconnected for like a couple of months for a reason that it doesn’t make sense if we continue to subscribe because the service is awful but still, we ended up getting it reconnected.

We recently had a conflict about something that we’re both not aware of. I am not aware of what’s happening to you and you were as well to me. I never get a hold of it for long because I always wanted to be honest with you no matter what’s the outcome that I finally brought it into your attention.

I was relieved to know that it doesn’t directly affect our relationship, by directly I mean we’re still affected but not that much LOL! You said there’s just something bothering you that I can never relate with which I completely understand. I don’t wanna be the hero of your life because I can’t be and although I may not be the best resource of the solution to your problems well, at least you let me know.

Unanswered messages, dry conversation, no contact for a day, and the worst was when I went to your place so excited to see you but then you were not there without telling me. I can give you all the private space and time you want, I can understand if you don’t want to see me for a moment, damn I can give your freedom! JUST TELL ME! Don’t leave me hanging thinking of the worst things, I was getting paranoid, clueless of what’s happening, what I’ve done, what I’ve said, and what I’ve missed. Then you said there’s just something bothering you that I can never relate that you asked for a little understanding from me. Okay, fine.

I just hope that you will get it resolved as soon as possible because I miss you so bad! I know time will change the way how we treat each other but not something like we are no longer to each other. I miss you baby baboy and I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

I’m no expert when it comes to the intimate relationship since this is my second and I hope this will be the last, no – this will be the last. We are now approaching on the 2nd year of this not-so-secret but exclusively private relationship. I wouldn’t say it’s easy since there are only selected individuals who knew about us wherein both our family don’t belong. I wouldn’t say it’s easy since I cannot run into someone who knew me very well and ask for an advice if ever we have conflicts. I wouldn’t say it’s easy that every time we go out together it’s as if we’re just strangers following each other. But although it’s not easy I remained to be faithful and in love with my partner and will always be.

At first, I thought it won’t last because I am used to be very showy of my affection and it appears that my efforts were all gone to waste only to realize that there are better things than what I thought to be the best. I was confused and frustrated on what I get myself into, I don’t understand why my partner doesn’t seem to give interest to what I do for us until I reached to the point that I felt like I’m a beggar who begged for love. But it was late for me to realize that this is actually to build a strong foundation for both of us. To stray away from the common appearance of relationship. It was like a challenge for me and the only motivation that I have is to remain in love.

Love is truly moving in mysterious ways, ours may not be somewhat ideal for many but I know for sure I was loved and being love.

Thank you for calling **** support. My name is Lay, how can I assist you?

The kind of job I imagine for myself but I never wanted to end up with and yet I’m in my 4th month of this kind of job. Shockingly confusing isn’t it? Yup! I now work as a call center agent despite my discriminatory opinion and awful disgust while I’m about to graduate from college and still uncertain where to apply for a job that is somehow (if not mostly) related to my field of study. This is what people call “HYPOCRISY” and I admit it myself that I was (and is) one of them. Shifting schedules, OT-TY (overtime-thank you), getting unconnected to the real world, having lesser time with family and friends, sitting for 8 hours taking calls from some irate callers who thought they know the procedures better than you do yet I don’t know why they’d still have to call for help, understanding and explaining over and over again and over and over again and over and over again (*redundancy intended*), going home, sleep, waking up, and work again. C’EST LA VIE! 

So, I’m in my 4th month now of being a call center agent. I’m so happy to get this job with all the freebies (free coffee, free cold and warm water, free meds, free using of refrigerator, and free using of microwave oven which is very useful for re-heating foods) and the benefits giving me the comfort of thinking my future ahead knowing that I’m fully insured and covered and secured. I get well paid that I’m now able to contribute to house expenses. I never have to ask or borrow money from my parents anymore ‘coz I am now financially self-sufficient. I have my own savings now for future investments and some extras for self-indulgence. As for now, I am proud to say that I have crosschecked another hopeful desire from my bucket list and that is to have a stable job. BRAVO!

But am I happy? Am I satisfied? I know for sure I’m much better than before yet I know I could be better than this. Although I don’t find it right not to get contented while there are thousands of people out there seeking for employment but I just can’t help to think of the things I could’ve had if only I pursued what I studied for. Oh wait, was that me?

Image credit to AddictionBlog.org

1. Went to a sari-sari store few blocks away with shaving foam on my face I forgot to wash off.
2. Went to the repair shop to check on my phone but I forget to bring my claim stub.
3. My brother didn't say no one's gonna get my nephew from school that I have to rush 'coz he's probably waiting for like an hour, sacrificing my chance to meet the grammarian to check on our thesis docu.
4. Asked my mentor of the network topology I've worked overnight but turned out it won't work.
5. My groupmate bought a wrong component for the system of our thesis.
6. Got soaking wet from the rain on my way back home while driving my motorcycle.
7. For hiding my room key in the safest place, took me almost an hour to finally find it.
8. Laptop turned on after 24 hours of desperately trying.
9. Decided to put water first before the coffee powder resulted in bland coffee.
10. Filled up quite a big cup of water but when it's about to get full, I saw a translucent sachet of pancit canton seasoning floating on the surface.

Image credit to eBaum's WORLD

There are great numbers of internet personalities sprouting in the World Wide Web today, all of which brings entertainment to the world to get more subscribers and monetize thereafter to make money out of it (I hate to say it but it’s the truth and it's no bad after all). Recently, the YouTube community has been tremendously frustrated, outraged, and upset on a video which content does not deserve to be on the 10th spot of YouTube trending videos or on the internet at all.

Logan Paul, a YouTuber uploaded a video on the 31st of December 2017 in which content was about his filming inside Japan’s Aokigahara Forest also known as the Suicide Forest. So what does he expect to see on his journey inside? Trees? Wild animals? Horrifying landscape? Ghost? Or a dead body? Well, for Logan Paul he just found, filmed, and even laughed at the body of a suicide victim that has been dead for not so long. Now that was beyond disrespectful!

According to Telegraph, “Logan Paul's YouTube videos of his visit to Japan have made up to $90,000 (£66,000) despite the controversy surrounding his filming of a dead body, according to analysts.” That’s nearly Php 4.6 million as of today, according to the google currency converter. However, he deleted the video around 24 hours of publication. But still, his piggy bank(s) never gets hungry!

I saw the video and GOSH DAMN! I know some YouTubers swear a lot, some are nonsense, and some are just click bait. But Logan Paul’s video was completely disrespectful to the viewers, to the people of Japan, to the family of that dead body, and to that suicide victim himself! He’s not filming a movie, he’s filming real life event! Running amok the area and even mocked that Japanese guy when he's reminded that it's a restricted zone. I’m out of words on how to describe Logan Paul because dumb and stupid doesn’t fit him well enough perhaps, he's the newest cornerstone of stupidity.

Oh well, I'm just sharing the piece of my disapproval of Logan Paul's carelessness. I don't personally know the guy or even followed him to every avenue of the internet where he is. Therefore, I may have "misinterpreted" that video he filmed particularly of that Suicide Forest. But anyone can tell.

Monday: I woke up feeling sick having this runny nose since Friday and I thought our Bonhomie escapade would some alleviate the condition but it’s not. I went to school like I’m floating in the air (not that I’m high LOL!) and if I have to exaggerate it, it’s like everything around me were blurred. After class, we had another McDoko-doko session with my classmates where I consumed 2 pcs. of kwek-kwek, 2 pcs. of isaw, and 2 cups of buko juice, but still I’m feeling sick. Later on, I went to bbbaboy to discuss things concerning our relationship, it’s not like we’re breaking up it’s more like how can we protect and strengthen our love story.

Tuesday: I am sick! My eyes were burning and my head was so heavy. I’m not the type who’d take a medicine to relieve my sickness instead, I took it the natural way through water therapy. Thank God I’m feeling good at noon but it’s too late to attend my class. So there, I was absent. I just took the opportunity to work on my thesis so my day won’t be gone to waste.

Wednesday: Wash day! I don’t have a class on Wednesdays that’s why I always scheduled it to do my laundry but the water district suddenly decided to do a prank on me. There's no water and our helper just got finished her laundry (I don't let anyone touch any of my clothes) by using all the reserved water leaving the sh*t in the toilet's glorious bowl unflushed. The water came back at 6:00pm where Mr. Sun was already on the other side of the flat earth *joke intended*.

Thursday: I finally had the chance to get help from the school's Network Admin, Sir Gibo, about the system I'm gonna use for my thesis. He actually solved it in just a few clicks using his PC, seemed to be my laptop is the problem. After a thorough troubleshooting, we found out the culprit was my firewall. Turning it off will make the system run on my laptop but it's not advisable for a long period of time since I'm making it vulnerable to hack attacks. However, Sir Gibo offered that I can use his PC for FREE just to make thesis done. Sir Gibo is really generous until he asked if I could travel with him to their hometown to test drive his newly bought motorcycle. HAHAHA! Well, that's a fair trade.

Friday: There's no class but we were given two-weekend tasks which deadline will be on Monday. The first task I've already done it during the class that's why our professor included it in the weekend task for the others to answer since I'm the only one who got it right. The problem is, I can't seem to access the other task on the Schoology.com, asked my classmates if they're having the same issue and to their dismay, the two tasks are inaccessible. I don't know why the professor has to make things complicated when he can actually upload the tasks to our Facebook group and submit it through our email. I mean, introducing new academic platform such Schoology is good, only if it won't delay things like what's happening now.

A year ago, we had a bonding moment with friends that I don’t get to see much often. While we're heading to the resort riding a jeepney, I’m just looking outside reading signs which I usually do until someone caught my attention. The jeepney stopped at the red light and from my view, I saw a kid carrying quite a lot of shoes. I quickly took a picture of it, now it’s mine.

The kid is known in the city as “Bajau” their origins are from the southern Philippines, skillful hunters of the deep sea giving them the title of "Sea Nomads." They're usually on beach resorts selling fish, shells, and accessories made out of pearls. They're also present at beach parks or at a wharf on their boat, hoping and waiting that someone will throw any amount of coin then they'll race against the current to get it before it reaches the sea floor, even dive in a few meters deep. An exceptional diver! There's a BBC documentary of a Bajau hunting fish under the sea for five minutes on one breath, God I can hardly reach 20 seconds underwater (watch it here http://bit.ly/WPYjY4).

Bajau is recognized as one of the ethnic tribes composing the Davao Region. We celebrate a thanksgiving along with the other ethnic tribes during the Kadayawan Festival every third week of August, the celebration may last for a month. It’s a colorful event showcasing different cultures from different tribes. There are street dancing participated by almost the entire region of Mindanao, beauty pageant, stage performance, and delicacies.

However, there is a sad truth about (some of) the Bajau. They're now on the streets begging and others tend to get aggressive, doing sick things like spitting and hitting people if not pleased. During a busy traffic, they'll run into the middle of the road, knocking on every car's window to beg. What if they'd get run over? This isn't about implying a bad image about them but it's what poverty and the lack of education have brought upon them. It’s sad to see them walking on the street carrying their babies in an improvised hammock-like-belt. It’s sad to see their youngsters wandering around selling stuff instead of going to school. And it’s sad to know that their parents, despite their capability to make a good living, would rather choose to beg as well.

I grew up knowing Bajau having an exquisite talent in music and dancing. During December, they'd go house to house caroling, playing upbeat tunes which rhythms will make you dance along with them unconsciously.

I hope one day the Bajau (particularly those mentioned above) will find its place in the community, something that they don't need to beg for a piece of coin not to sleep with an empty stomach. That their culture be preserved for the future generations to come. I myself had a Bajau classmate in college and she's exceptionally wise. She taught me how to work as online captcha decoder and during her spare time, she'd play BINGO at SM Mall.

Saw this on my timeline, reason why I wrote this blog.

Word can’t explain how much, I LOVE YOU

I’ll say it again, I LOVE YOU

I LOVED YOU, I LOVE YOU still because I LOVE YOU

The universe did something good to me

I don’t know why because I’m such a naughty

Maybe they’re giving rewards randomly

Then I must be lucky, they gave you to me

Isn’t it strange how they match the lovers?

Strange like hills blooming with flowers

Strange as to why the rain showers

Just like us, strangers turned into lovers

You came in my life at the right time

You make my days bright so shine

You always make my tummy feel fine

You are to me, the heaven’s good sign

I’ll never forget the first day I met you

I’ll never forget the first date I had with you

I’ll never forget the first time you said I LOVE YOU

I’ll never forget those days together with you

With you, I left my heart in the safest place

With you, I finally saw the angel’s face

With you, I am feeling God’s amazing grace

And with you, I want to spend my remaining days

We may not be together much often

My love for you I’ll keep it strengthen

We are yet to witness wonderful things to happen

You said it yourself, we’re a match made in heaven

I found the resort a perfect place to chill and swim all you want, low tide included. Last Friday night, I went to bbbaboy’s den to prepare for our first out of town this year. We’ve been planning for it since the previous year to satisfy the short-legged pig’s desire to swim along with the other marine species and finally, it has come to its fulfillment. By 10:00am of Saturday, we started our 4 hours travel from Davao City to Puntalinao, Mabini, Davao Oriental where the resort of our choice, Bonhomie Leisure and Resort, is located. On our way, I saw that iconic Davao Oriental landmark, only if we could ask the bus driver to stop for a selfie, but no can do.

The resort during high tide.

We arrived at the resort past lunch time and the worms in my tummy have started wrestling. My first impression was far from what I expected because it was greater. I love how the place is well maintained, the peacefulness, not crowded, spacious, no videoke, those trees roofing the resort, background music to chill, and that low bench by the shore (but it’s actually a beach lounge chair googled by bbbaboy after we argued that we should call it on how they call it). 

We checked in on that wooden tower and it’s so cute it reminds me of that seven dwarf’s tree house in Snow White’s fairy tale. About swimming, the weather was fine. We checked the weather forecast ahead and we were actually expecting a thunderstorm, turned out God approved our outing He covered the sky with clouds, blocking that blinding light of the Sun. Anyways, the low tide surely makes the beachfront appear like a dried river. However, they have a bridge going to the deep part of the beach no matter what the current tide condition is. Upon getting to the end, there’s a diving board that I tried but ended up hurting my testicles due to sudden wobble that dropped me into the water unprepared! Also, a bamboo raft that takes us to the floating cottage by pulling the rope attached to it. From there we can swim all we want and be amazed by the different kinds of fish, not swimming along with us of course. There's still a considerable amount of Sunlight after we're done swimming and I know what's in bbbaboy's head, camwhoring!

 

The night came and the resort started to illuminate in beauty. The lightings perfectly set a relaxing mood for everyone. Some were playing billiard, table tennis, dart, and some were listening to live acoustic band by request. We took our dinner on the beach lounge chairs by the shore and it was perfect! Very romantic! What a night to remember!

 
Left: The Wooden Tower. The room we checked in. Right: The night feels.

The morning after, we had another swimming at the floating cottage. By 11:00pm we checked out and went home. What’s special about it was, I’m with the love of my life, my world, my forever, my one and only bbbaboy. I guess this is just the beginning of the many adventures we're going to have this year. Better save up! LOL!


Bonhomie Leisure and Resort #beenthere

Monday: It’s the 41st fiesta celebration of our Barangay today. Unlike those elementary and high school days (both are located in our barangay) where it’s declared a local holiday. But now that I’m in college and far away from home, I need to move my lazy ass and go attend my class. After class, we went to “McDoko-doko Avenue” (McDoko-doko is a Bisaya lingo meaning, munching on street foods with your head down. The first four letters “McDo” is there to make it sound sosyalan.) I had 2 pcs. of kwek-kwek, 2 pcs. of bbq, 7 pcs. of siomai, 5 pcs. of fish ball, and 2 glasses of buko juice – breakfast, lunch, and dinner SOLVED! Then I felt drowsy, baboy syndrome at its finest. I may have eaten a lot, but I need the energy since I have to work on my thesis before going home. Oh, wait! I didn’t go home right after, I went to see baby baboy which I mentioned from previous post VIVA! SENIOR SANTO NINO! 

Tuesday: I fell asleep at 5:00am, as in 5 o’clock in the morning today because my brother and his classmates were still having their party up until 4:00am. UGH! Millennials! So there, I woke up at 12:30pm and my class will start at 1:00pm, too little time to prepare + travel, giving me no other option but to absent. I mean, I can go to school late if it’s not just a one hour class, sadly it is. I’m the only one left in the house with greasy cookware, unmopped floor, and empty bottles everywhere. It’s a disaster! Moreover, we have this house rule that states “to whoever left in the house should clean the entire house apart from your designated house chore.” Now that’s another level of disaster! Do I have a choice? None!

Wednesday: I spent most of the day trying to configure the system we’re going to use for our thesis, I guess I’m gonna need Sir Gibo (ACLC Davao Network Administrator and my supervisor during internship) for reinforcement. Tried the video tutorials I found on YouTube and articles from different forums but they don’t seem to work and it’s sad to know that I can’t find a decent update from the previous year, most if not all were last updated in 2013. #sadlife

Thursday: Nothing much on this day, just the regular. House, school, thesis, home, and sleep. We asked our professor to cancel his class for tomorrow (the only class we're going have) so that we can work on our thesis. We're glad he agreed.

Friday: I cleaned up the house as the hound's tooth because my classmates are coming over to work on their thesis! I'm supposed to help them last Wednesday but I didn't make it because I don't know how to get to their location and it suddenly rained. We scheduled the meeting by 12:00pm and they all arrived at 2:00pm (Filipino blood at its thickest). But before that, I already discussed them through our facebook group chat the terms we will have to follow:
1. Have their lunch first before going to our house. I will not cook for them!
2. Work on the thesis first before the shots.
3. They can only stay until 5:00pm. So I won't have to worry about their dinner. HAHAHA!

Turned out the shots and the thesis were all mixed up aaaaaaand they stayed until 8:00pm! Thanks to my sister she offered to cook for dinner. After they're all gone, I cleaned up again, took a bath, and go to see baby baboy for our trip to BONHOMIE BEACH RESORT for tomorrow.

You know what? I miss that moment!

That moment when we're just walking at snail's pace.

That moment when I wish for the road to go ahead of us.

That moment when I hope I can be with you a little longer.

We may not be together for another long night.

But my heart and my soul, I leave them to you.

Use them to hug you and kiss you and remind you of my corny jokes.

And let them greet you "good morning" from a pig's slumber.

I miss that moment, I really do.

Allowing the time drift into the oblivion.

Enjoying the naivety of the people around.

And how the world become so small both of us can only fit in.

I wish the stairs were escalator, going opposite to our direction.

I wish the roads were travelator, moving us further backward.

I wish the crosswalk leads to the edge of the universe, so we could walk forever together.

Crazy, isn't it? But, I sincerely miss that moment.

Last night, baby baboy and I walked our way home except that we don't live under the same roof.

HAPPY FIESTA!!! Today, we have celebrated the 41st fiesta of our Barangay’s Patron, Senior Santo Niño, but my friend posted on FB saying "Happy 40st fiesta!" 

I woke up this morning stuck between (a) going to school or (b) stay for the fiesta. Even made a poll question on my Facebook and I'm not surprised to know that 99.9% of the response have chosen letter (b) and the 0.01% who chose letter (a) came from my thesis groupmate (lakas maka Safeguard LOL!) But I'm a grown up now, right? I should be able to determine between what's good and what's not. And since I have recently had a change of heart, without a doubt, I chose letter (b) (a).

The clouds roofed the sky above making the event ideal for outdoor activities, not until it slightly rained but we were expecting it’s going to happen, just like the recent years. Nonetheless, nothing beats the Filipino blood! It's been proven that we can withstand through rain or shine, flash floods, raging storm, for the foods, for the party, for the fun – the show must go on!

We have a simple preparation since we’re not expecting my Father’s guests. Yes, it’s like his birthday celebration every time we’re having an event. His guests are like FILO in accounting – first in, last out. Crammed full of beer, busy kitchen for their pulotan, and that karaoke of the drunks where they turned into Aliens, the language was so indistinct nobody can translate in this habitable zone of the Milky Way Galaxy. 

We celebrated virtuously as thanksgiving for all the blessings that came. For my 20 something years of living here, I’d say we are truly blessed. Truly blessed with family, friends, and neighbors. Let's just ignore Aunt Juvy (not my relative) whose house is next to us, she just love screaming and swearing a blue streak! 

There's no main event to happen this year. According to my friend who's working on the Barangay Hall, the budget is too tight. Besides, people were entertained from the nightly performance of each of the 23 zones every night before the fiesta. 

Class dismissed at 5pm. Instead of going home early, I went to see baby baboy. We had dinner together in this restaurant (now my wallet is racing against its breath) which name is kinda quirky, their business name goes like "*censored* World's Worst Ribs" I'm no gourmet hunter to judge the taste of the food, but as long as it's not off, I'd eat it whole. But the baked scallops? Purely worst!

Anyways, just got home. Need to grab some foods before my brother's classmates from college, to high school, to elementary will wipe clean the dining table. Like, don't they foods at home? Just kidding.

VIVA SENIOR SANTO NIÑO! LET'S PARTEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH!

I dreamed about you last night

You even heard me laughing while I’m asleep

In my dream, I hugged you very tight

And like what you always do, exhaled so deep

Funny in my dream I still do the usual thing

Giving you the most of my affection

It only indicates how I cherish you my darling

You are on the top of my passion

I wish to dream you more every night

I promise I’ll be easy the next dream I hug you

Not super tight, not very tight, just a little tight

Don’t get grumpy, I’m just showing how much I love you

This is for my baby baboy whom I dreamed last night.

Monday; The hardest part of the day was – the struggle with my nephew when it comes to taking his med. He repeatedly pleaded “pleaaath, pleaaaath, let me suka” (pleeeeasse, pleaaaasee, let me vomit). He gravely disliked his med that although I gave him options like mixing it in water or a juice drink right after, he’d still fight to refuse. My heart broke watching him begged so hard with tears dripping down his innocent face, but he has to take it! This time, I executed the “tingal.” Without a luck, he just vomited the med and worst of all, along with the food he ate. Now his stomach was empty and a possible dehydration. It’s too risky! I let it passed 1 hour before the second attempt while making sure he’s in the right condition. Same situation, pleading and crying. But thanks God he didn’t vomit. We had that commotion 3 times today.

Tuesday; Woke up late, went to school late, class dismissed early, and if I taken off early from school, I wouldn’t get wet from the rain on my way back home. I wandered around the campus for 2 hours waiting for at least, the rain to get a little lighter. When I got the chance, I quickly drove my motorcycle on the way home. On the road, a motorist overtake at me. He doesn’t have a proper mudguard and while I’m tailing him (which was not my choice), his rear tire spewed dirt water all over myself. I feel like my dignity has been abused! Vandalized! I hope he does realize it’s not easy to do the laundry.

Wednesday; Once I shut down my laptop, it means I’m going to sleep because I know it won’t turn on for another hours. I woke up this morning and turned my laptop on to see the time then shut it down forgetting the consequence of my action, it’s actually unnecessary if only I have my phone with me which is So Uncool. I have been waiting the entire day for my laptop to get fixed by itself. Yes, I’m not sure how it’s done and what’s the problem that it keeps on recurring although I’ve tried different methods said by people of the internet to the point of unscrewing the back cover and tweak the battery, but still, no luck. It turned on when I was about to go to bed. Nice, WRONG!

Thursday; After I dropped my nephew to school at 12pm, I have to go back home to prepare for my 3pm class. I'm on my way home riding an L3 van and with me, were 2 of the survivors of the recent NCCC Mall fire incident that took the lives of 38 people (TIMELINE: NCCC Mall Davao fire | SunStar). They were talking about the incident and I felt lucky to have heard a first account statement from the actual survivors. Not like those “magically turned into investigator” on Facebook spreading fake news! I even visualized everything they’ve said during that tragic event that I decided I won’t get off until they’re done. It lasted for like 30 minutes until a bunch of noisy students entered the L3 van, one student even said that it stank. Come on! Haven’t they realized they’ve been standing under Sun for quite a few minutes? They’ll definitely smell like untreated corpse. Perhaps they forgot their mouth is close to their nose. Going back to the chit-chat of the survivors, they stopped talking and I hate those students for that! 

Friday; I spent the day working on my thesis. We were ahead submitting the requirements, giving me extra days to chill. Today, I decided to work on Chapter 3, which is the installation of the system we’re gonna use. However, I’m having troubles on how I could possibly install it using Oracle Virtual Box. Searched YouTube for tutorials but if it’s not using other virtual box software then they’re speaking in Spanish. That’s when I contacted the Network Administrator at school where I used to work for him as in intern. On his generosity, he showed how I could simply install it. CHICKEN! Now the system is good and running but there’s a lot to work for. Tomorrow is weekend and I don’t usually make myself busy on the weekend, guess I’ll have to take it early. Movies? HEHE!

“NOBODY CARES” said by a vlogger that I once watched on YouTube when I searched for personal blogging tips. Well, nobody really cares about personal thoughts, life journals, and stories that I wanted to immortalized (while the internet is up). I just figured, it will be nice reading through the history of my life when I'm weak enough to move a muscle. I imagine myself sitting on a rocking chair, my tea on the side table, I'm on the balcony while the cool breeze kiss my cheeks, all of it while reading my blog. I would have mixed emotions by then – laugh, cry, sad, mad, and laugh again. Writing is my long-lived passion.

Back then, when I’m not into blogger yet. I have this notebook where I wrote my stories, poems, and drawings. I wrote so many, my older siblings would steal it and read it aloud in the living room while everyone was around. They said they will turn it into a book and make several copies to sell. Not just my journal but my unsent love letters. I really hate it! I was bullied! I was oppressed! Older siblings are monsters in disguise! Now that it’s online and although they can get access anytime they want, but I bet they know nothing about blog. FREEDOM AT LAST! *EVIL LAUGH*

I love writing although I struggle in writing (LOL!). It's the only thing in this world where I can express my opinions, my thoughts, my rants and anything considered nonsense behind the words I carelessly chose to use. All because I got no sports, not a good dancer, and a voice like a frog's mating call. I can draw for sure, except for the hand and the character should always be facing front. Otherwise, I’ll consider it an abstract, something that no one will ever understand but myself. I play piano, at least three songs including Happy Birthday, but the piano got broken. It’s expensive to enroll in a piano lesson, how much more buying a new one?

🎹 🎶 🎤 #tbt2009

Posted by Leomar Tulang on Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Excuse my voice!

Aside from piano, I play flute, I mastered the song “Paper Roses” but my flute was cheap and made out of bamboo, it soon got broken and never had a chance to buy a new one until it suddenly disappeared in my list of interests separated by comma.

So there, writing have been and will always be available anytime I want. It has become my passion that will never fade. No one can take it away from me, even Stephen Hawking will agree. Writing will not magically leave me like my Ex did (“moved on”). It’s a God given talent and I must cherish it. And like any other talent, not everyone can perform it perfectly.