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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. 

I bought a phone with the help of my sister a few months ago. It’s a cool phone, sleek, and powered with the latest Android OS. It’s slim and I can easily hold it with one hand while texting, browsing my FB, and almost every activity I do on my phone. However, it soon got malfunctioned, a factory defect. This time, I’m certain it wasn’t my fault. I surely have done different methods on how to fix it, watched it on YouTube videos, and followed instructions emailed to me by their tech guy. Until I ended up reading similar issue from different forums. The phone is a mess!

There are speculations that only those earlier released units were defective, but you can hardly find users who’d say it works perfectly fine. Well, for a month or two and BOOM! They got hit with the same issue. This phone I’m talking about was the latest XA series by Sony for 2017, the Sony Xperia XA1. I got in loved with the phone on first glance and I trusted the manufacturer a lot since we have several Sony devices in our home. However, it’s disappointing to experience this kind of mess from them. I feel betrayed.

Good thing it’s still under warranty, so what am I complaining about if could fix it for free, right? For all I know it would take a couple of weeks or even a month before I can have it back. I did not pay for that! What’s worst was, the tech guy from their service center, by the time he knew that the issue was the touchscreen, didn’t actually ask me further if I dropped it or soaked it in water and whatnot. He immediately remarked that the screen should be replaced and unfortunately, they don’t have it in stock. For a moment I was quiet, thinking if I should get mad or just politely ask them again what would be the best thing to do. I chose the second option. So I asked them nicely if I can just leave my phone under their care until they got it fix. The tech guy replied by saying if they can’t have the material(s) needed, they’d probably send my phone to Manila. LIKE WHAT?! Manila is like 2 hours travel by plane. I was shocked to know that they’re actually completely aware of the issue, like why the hell they’re still selling that kind of phone?! What if I have to travel 24 hours just to reach their store? Inconsiderate! But I need to keep my chill and left the store with, of course, another sad story of my life.

Right now, I am without a phone. I got an extra one but it only lasts 20 minutes after fully charged, better nothing, I might have throw it out of the window while riding my way to school. Now I can’t practice my remarkable talent in photography LOL! Phone was invented to make human lives easier: communication faster, entertainment in the comfort of your bed, portable music with headset on, note taking, and alarm clock for people who wakes up late in the morning, like me.

I don’t expect I’ll get my phone back too soon, maybe after this month, or another month after this month, or another month after the month of this month. This is Sony uncool!

Bye!

I started the New Year together with my family in our long time residence here in Davao City and although we haven’t had our Buena Noche together, we welcomed 2018 with fruitful hopes and super loud noise as if we’re trying to get the attention of extra-terrestrials. A few minutes before midnight, the neighborhood were already showing off their best annoying noise they could ever produce once in a year, while tuning in on TV stations awaiting for the New Year countdown because their clocks were completely unreliable. 

The morning after, there were lots of foods and sweets and desserts stored in the fridge that it took us 3 days to completely devour the whole #NewYearleftovers. Plus, my sister also gave us their leftovers as well. Spaghetti, macaroni, mango float, cakes, fruit salad, maja, and chocolates, that’s what I ate for breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner, and midnight snack that I almost forgot I’m a rice eating Asian. 

However, my New Year would have been happier if I’m with the love of my life (awwwww). We had our first date of the year on the second day since it was heavily raining the night before. That is all. HEHE!

It’s back to school on the fourth day and we were terrified to found out that the schedule for oral defense of our thesis has been moved a month earlier. HOLY MOTHER OF PAPERS! We only have a month to prepare and I haven’t made the project proposal yet! Well, I have no choice but to work double time, overtime. On the fifth day, my group had submitted the project proposal, on the sixth day, I’m happy to announce to myself that I’m done writing the Chapter 1. I don’t expect much from my group mates when it comes to documentation, but I chose them because of their commitment and their dedication that they’ll be the one to spend whenever we need other resources that can’t be serve through writing. *EVIL LAUGH*

Last Friday, during the special exam together with some of my classmates who have also missed the prelim exam December of the previous year. Something terribly funny happened and that story must end here if I don’t want to get expelled LOL! 

Yesterday, after an extensive writing for Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 of my thesis, my eyes were like going Chinese, can't open it the way it should be. It’s really painful although I knew that’s gonna happen since I’ve experienced eye stress before. There’s this anti-glare eye glasses, it’s on the hype at the moment, and I actually bought one from Lazada several months ago that cost me Php130.00 and as expected, it’s not functional. Left it somewhere and on the next day I just found it broken, good! Good thing baby baboy also need those anti-glare eye glasses so we went to NCCC Uyanguren and bought a pair. I think this time it's legit, because it’s expensive. HAHA!

Today, my cousin fried some dried fish in the kitchen and it reeks the entire room. Told him to clean it up so it won’t smell as if there’s a dead body under the cabinet. But all he did was wipe it off with wet cloth WTF! My sister was furious about the smell and told me to do something to get it off rather than explaining how it all ended up like that. I too, became furious because in the first place, it's not my fault, and my cousin is old enough to face the trials of life. I uninstalled the exhaust fan and clean every inch of it. Now the smell went away and told my cousin to never cook in the kitchen again, NEVER! 

My New Year’s resolution for this year is to come back to worship, it’s been almost 2 years since I stopped going to Sunday Eucharist, and I really feel guilty about it since I'm always asking Him without thanking in return. I need to thank God for everything He did for me, my family, and to my significant other. I just hope I won’t burn alive by the time I'll enter His house. LOL! 

UPDATE: I wasn't able to go to the church today because I have to drive for my nephew because he needed immediate medical attention. May God help him for his fast recovery.

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