resurrected

it's been a while since i visited this li'l place. haha, i guess i'm being my lazy self thus the no updates. nah, this is a flat out LIE...hehe

a few weeks back, achinette called my attention for failing to write anything. when she did, i reasoned that i opted to stay away from the blogosphere for my thoughts the past few months were anything but happy thoughts. i was consumed with too much negativity that i didn't want to put the negativity in writing. more than the negativity, i was overwhelmed with fear of being alone in the coming years. i guess, you can say that i was a bit depressed the past few months and i hated to admit it to the world. although, my psych background, tells me that i don't have the symptoms of clinical depression. everyday activity wasn't hampered, i continue to make future plans, evident hygienic behavior [haha, i still get out of bed - shower, brush etc], NO suicidal ideation... so yay - VERY SAFE from being committed to the god-forsaken place of v. sotto's psychiatric ward!!!

she then pointed out that having these fears gives me more reasons to write or something to this effect: [para sure, i went over our exchange and this is what she said exactly, hehe]

"Write anyway Vet oi. Write about living on your own. Writing is a catharsis of sorts. When you write it down, you just may see it's not so bad after all."

you, achinette, as usual is right. writing indeed is a good outlet for all negative thoughts. i guess when i said that i stopped writing, i meant i just didn't put my writing on a medium where people can read my thoughts. i continued writing, only i didn't announce where people can actually read them - and hehe, no intention whatsoever of ever announcing it to the world. let's just say, i want to keep the insanity confined to myself. the world doesn't have to know the extent of my kind of insanity.


hopefully, i will keep this up. IF I fail to write, then yeah, it's safe to blame it on my laziness. it's actually half the truth.

holler

two weekends passed.

on both weekends i was away from my pet house.

august 21-24 long holiday was spent in the island of camiguin down south of the country.

meanwhile, august 29-september 1 long holiday was spent out of the country - singapore, woohoo!!!

there's so much to write about my trips, unfortunately - it's only now that i got my internet back. it's only this morning that globe finally visited my place to replace my defective modem...

old and rundown

this was where i spent my childhood years. the house wasn't ours. we rented it until we were forced out when the landlord decided to sell the land where this house stood. if my memory serves me, we were the second to the last family to vacate the place [or where we the last??]as the house owned by my other's aunt was still occupied by another renter. see, it took a while for 'nay lilia's [+] tenant to find another place to move to and my mother [i think, at my 'nay lilia's insistence]didn't want to be separated from good 'ole punta princesa [she's lived here since she was 15!] and aunt, who provided food and shelter for her when she left her hometown of balamban. thus, we had to wait for the tenant before we could transfer to my mother's aunt's house.

the above picture was taken right after typhoon ruping ravished cebu. incidentally, this was a few days after my younger brother celebrated his 7th birthday [see the balloon?].

although the structure looked decrepit, this house had squeaky clean and shiny bamboo floors. one could have a grand time sleeping on them. i think this was the only redeeming quality of the structure. the house only had one sleeping quarter, so all four of us [my parents, my brother and i] sleep next to each other while my sister bunked at the living room. the house didn't have it's own bathroom. the area where there's a clothesline, that's where we used to take a bath in full view of people passing by the house [although, there wasn't many of them as all the tenants' been forced to vacate.]and if we want to relieve ourselves, we'd to walk a few meters from the house, and thus, bathroom time was always done in the morning. one wouldn't dare venture or go to the bathroom at night. as for its roof, my mother would have to climb the walls just to insert empty cigarette cartons in between the nipa slats to keep rainwater from dripping. lastly, this house didn't come with its own water facility [No MCWD for us!!!]. we'd to go to a neighbor's house to fetch water from their artesian well.

anyway, the house we've moved into wasn't any better. it was way smaller than this one. at this time, it was me who slept at the tiny living room while the four of them crammed into the equally tiny bedroom. thus, the idea of having a room of my own was a really foreign to me. when asked about what decorations could be found in my bedroom, i could only keep my mouth shut as i never had one. thus, the thought of having my own place started way back then. haha, it wasn't until i was 27 that i took concrete actions towards getting myself a house. as i have never lived in any other house, not even at relatives, it took me another 2 years to truly move out, live independently, and have my very own bedroom with a bed![hehe, naanad sa kawayan ug folding bed!!!]

august 16, 2009. last sunday marked my first year of solo-living at my pethouse. interestingly, a year after i've lived there, it was only this sunday that i've set foot and actually talked with the neighbor. the woman of the house in front of me was celebrating her birthday and thought of having me take lunch at their place as she prepared some food for a little celebration. well, the whole experience was remarkably awkward, haha!!

breakfast today

i've no special reason, except that i've this nagging urge to post whatever it is that I had for breakfast during the day. these breakfast posts, however, will not be on a daily basis as i'm always running late and thus have to take my breakfast elsewhere [sa kilid.kilid na karenderia sa office, sa burp, or skip breakfast altogether]. the ones i'll post here are just the ones i myself prepare and eat at my pethouse.

omelette, and leftover fried chicken with rice and coffee

best breakfast

by august 16, i would have lived at my pethouse for a year. despite that length of time, i still don't know how to cook, [LOL!!!] saved for frying egg and whipping up macaroni in spaghetti sauce. so it's no surprise that my breakfast meal isn't as grand as i would love it to be. i can't help but be reminded of the best breakfast i've had in the long time. this was last july 11 at flapjacks, glorietta in makati.


the pix above was actually taken at flapjacks, greenhills last june 7 when my college friends and i went to manila to attend lily's blessing/christening.

i ordered garden omelette with hash brown and toast



i had this again because i so loved it when i first had a taste of it back in greenhills. interestingly, i had this in the middle of noon, a little past lunch time. see?

OR perhaps because it's the one breakfast where i didn't have to eat alone. armando ordered chicken tocino with well done sunny side up and java rice


OK, enough with my midnight reverie. i only had fried egg with lotsa red tomatoes, bread "pan francis, hehe", and coffee [although, i'm no fan of coffee] this morning.

aug 10 breakfast

hmmm.... a serving of potato salad with tuna and toasted bread [not made from a toaster, hehe]

happy 30th to me!!!

i'm usually excited to greet my birthday, but not this year. no special reason except that i just don't feel like celebrating. it's probably because this year is the year i turn the big THREE - ZERO. anyhow, i still ended up celebrating - not just in the way of parties or the like.

woke up sometime eight in the morning and read up message greetings from a few friends. then i hit my pink room to do twenty minutes of cardio and forty-five minutes of yoga. famished from the workout, i heated the macaroni in spaghetti sauce i made the night before and toasted some bread to go with the pasta. watched a couple of episodes of Avatar. after the late breakfast, i hit the shower to go to my parents house in labangon. apparently, my father cooked my favorite "pochero" dish, while my mother made me pancit canton..hehe, i can easily be lured by these two dishes anytime. so off i went to labangon. on my way there, i dropped by SM to buy some small cake over at Leonas, then to E-Mall to buy halo-halo at chowking [hehe, my family loves chowking halo-halo!!!]. when i got to labangon, i immediately pounced on the pochero and pancit. plus, there was lechon manok as i kinda mention to the 'rents if there was manok when they phoned me earlier.

stomach-full after, i dropped by the sto. nino church to offer some thanksgiving mass. an hour after, i walked from the church to colon to get myself a 40-peso haircut. as it was only 6yish, i proceeded to the nearby metro colon to browse some books. at the same time, i invited arn for dinner over a mcjoy since his place was just nearby and i didnt like eating dinner on my own. unfortunately, the dude went home to moalboal and was still on his way to the city. good thing claire texted me. of course, she'd forgotten my birthday - hehe, she's usually bad with dates so i've forgiven her. incidentally, she was just whiling away time at her home that i managed to drag her out of the house. haha, there must be something about getting old that makes one shun doing things alone. i've no problem with this before, yet now, every chance i get, i drag someone to accompany me for dinner or what.

so claire and i had dinner at myjoy instead. she and i don't get to see each other frequently, but every time we do, we usually end up having tons of fun. we capped the day with her browsing for pirated DVDs over at Fuente.

aug. 3: cake courtesy of the peeps in the office..thanks! thanks!