dahil napapag-usapan na din lang... makikisali ako. hehehe... pero medyo iibahin ko ang takbo ng entry na ito. mas gusto ko kasing ikwento kung paano naging si carla ang muse ko (muse ko day!) na nagsimula ng lahat ng ito para sa akin.

unang una, sasabihin ko na hindi talaga ako marunong magsulat.

noon yun.

tanda niyo ba sa elem at high school? kasama sa english at pilipino ang pagsusulat ng theme, diba? may theme writing notebook pa nga eh. kapag nagbibigay ng writing activity ang teacher, my gulay, struggle ever. binibilang ko kung ilang words na kasi may prescribed number of words para hindi ka bumagsak sa assignment na iyon.

dagdagan mo pa na kapag nababasa ko yung mga sinulat ng classmates ko, aba eh, tunog professional journalist sila, mangingimi na talaga ako. walang walang wit ang composition ko. my writing then was just that - samples of grammar usage and proper sentence construction.

after college, nakapag-apply ako sa isang PR and events company (ito yung company kung saan kami unang nag-meet ni carla) pero hindi sa PR department ang una kong in-apply-an doon. i was trying to audition for a play na sila ang magpo-produce. or sila ba ang tumutulong lang sa audition procedures. ay, ewan, basta kalaunan, nauwi akong PR secretary.

taga-keep ng opis, julalay ng mga boss ko, taga-transcribe ng recorded interviews. eventually, pinapasubok na nila akong sumulat ng articles. then isinasama na ako sa interviews, then ako na lang ang lumalarga para mag-interview. a year and a half later, i was designing and handling a whole PR campaign for three venues.

but that's going ahead of my story.

i never met carla until i think nagtagal na ako doon ng mga 4 or 5 months. nasa production department siya meaning she stayed at the venues. ako opis girl talaga. nung magtapos ang concert series sa siete pecados ng westin, habang transition, nag-opis girl din ang carla. unang beses namin nag-meet ang sabi niya sa akin, alam mo naging classmate kita yata sa humanities. which wasn't farfetched dahil magka-batch pala kami sa UP.

her table was adjacent to mine and pretty soon, naghahalo na stuff niya at stuff ko na eventually hindi lang office stuff ang pinagsasaluhan kundi... (tigilan! hindi LS toh!)... friendship. naks!

minsan may pinabasa siya sa akin na sinulat niyang poem. dun ako unang naging fan although hindi pa existent at the time si carla giopaolo. sabi ko, simple lang ang words pero maganda ang pagkakagamit.  tas naisip ko, eh kung ganun lang ang poetry, baka naman kaya ko din.

so i wrote poetry. nothing half as good as what carla composes but they're poetry nonetheless. kaya ko nga talaga.

nahilig kami sa pagkakape sa tia maria's sa greenbelt dahil doon ang naging favorite naming 'writing' nook sa kabila ng madilim na ambience at medyo may kaingayan na banda sa 2nd floor noon (strumm's). at eto pa ang ugali namin. me gana kaming kumuha ng discount card para sa libreng refill ng kape. so pupunta kami doon, oorder ng tig-isang kape na P40 lang ang isang tasa tas magpapa-refill kami ng magpapa-refill sa halos 4 hours na magsi-stay kami doon. hehehe..

tapos nag-resign kaming pareho sa trabaho. hind pa noon uso ang cellphone at text, beeper pa lang. eh taga-laguna ang ate ko, at office property naman ang beeper niya so medyo mahirap mag-communicate. may landline naman sila pero at some point naputol yata tas nawala ko din ang phone book ko. matagal kaming hindi nagkausap ni nagkita.

anyway, iyon ang simula ng pag-fluorish ng writing career ko pero ang sinusulat ko noon ay profiles, features, news items at reviews. hanggang lumipat ako ng ibang work - sa bmg records, tapos sa pioneer allianz hanggang sa peta, yun at yun din ang naisusulat ko.

noong nasa pioneer ako ulit na-hunting ni carla. halos magkapanabay din kaming pumasok ng peta. doon, sa unang taon namin, sabay kaming sumubok magsulat ng romance novel. sabay din ang naging realization namin, kaya naman pala. sabay lumabas ang libro at nakakatuwa dahil noong una kong makita iyon sa national bookstore sa sm bacoor, magkatabi sila sa shelf!

hindi pa marami ang naipublish ko since then. ngayon lang ako bumabawi. pero maliwanag sa isip ko ang frustration kapag hindi ako nakakasulat. kapag nare-reject ang MS ko. kapag walong buwan na, chapter 3 pa din ako.

malaki na ang ipinagbago ng writing ko mula noon hanggang ngayon. pero ito lang ang masasabi ko. gusto ko na lang maging manunulat. forever and ever and ever.

a year ago tomorrow, i took one giant step. a step to freedom. freedom from my old job, freedom from my old routine, freedom from all that's familiar para makagawa ng mga bagong bagay na pwedeng maging pamilyar balang araw.

yes, it's been a year since i came to dumaguete. isang taon ng pamumuhay bilang independent human being, pero ewan ko ba kung independent ba na matatawag yung may allowance ka pa din na pinapadala ang mga magulang mo para may panggastos ka sa buwanang utility bills na dumarating nang walang palya.

maraming realizations mula ng araw na iyon, una na yung kaya ko pala ito kahit paano. yung walang inaasahan sa pagluluto, paglilinis, paglalaba, pamamlantsa. i go wherever i please, i do whatever i like, pero syempre, hindi pariwara, ha. nagka-kotse ako, at nakasalalay din sa sarili ko kung paano ito ime-maintain (na lately ay inaabuso niya ng bonggang bongga). i make decisions that only affect myself, decisions that do not have to depend on whether or not may kasama ako or may ibang may mas gustong gawin.

after all the days, weeks and months, pakiramdam ko naman tagumpay ako sa hinangad ko sa paglipat dito. dito din nabuhay ulit ang inspiration ko sa pagsusulat, na isa sa pinakamasayang achievement na nagawa ko.

sasabihin ko pa din na hindi ko nami-miss ang maynila. or more precisely, i don't miss my lifestyle. but dang, i miss everyone at kayo dito sa multiply ay witness sa homesickness attacks that i get every now and then.

kapag sinasabi ko, i want to go home (meaning manila), minsan may nagsasabi sa akin, eh diba diyan na ang home mo? oo nga, i've chosen this place to be my home. but when we also say, home is where the heart is, then hindi pa ito home para sa akin. because my heart remains in manila.

why? because having a home means having fond memories too, and people to share them with. a home means having family and friends and soul sisters and brothers, makukulit na mga pamangkin at lola. wala iyon lahat dito. so until i make memories here, manila remains my home.

maybe someday, dumaguete will truly be a home to me. this is a nice place. a charming place. and i wouldn't say no to really settling here if i don't get to go to the US. or even if i did. for now, i shall strive to make memories here. memories that one day, when i look back, will say that truly, i am home.

kaninang 6am, habang naghihintay ako mag-board ng eroplano pauwi ng dumaguete mula manila, nagtext si ricamae - high school ito, student ko sa theater arts:

good morning mami jette, happy teachers day! may God bless u always. thank u 4 everything po. love u so much :-*

sinundan yan ng ilan pang text mula sa mga 'anak' ko from YATTA (youth advocates through theater arts) ng dumaguete, at mula kay kumare kong dinky na bumabati din. ngayon, kaaabot lang sa akin ng isang rose ng isa pa sa mga naging favorite kong estudyante.

sincere naman siguro sila, ano? at hindi lang nagpapa-cute. dama ko naman ang sincerity. hehehe... naisip ko, i must have done something good, tulad ng kanta sa 'sound of music', at nakakataba ng puso isipin how i must have made a difference in their lives for them to particularly remember and greet me today. God give me strength and inspiration para maipagpatuloy maka-inspire sa mga kabataan.

although hindi ibig sabihin nito keri ko pa din maging teacher in a formal setting, noh?

sa lahat ng guro, sa eskwela man o sa labas, lahat ng mga ina at ama, mga ate, kuya, auntie, uncle, lolo, lola na nagsilbi at patuloy na nagsisilbing gabay sa ating mga kabataan, HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY sa atin!

pauwi dapat ako ng manila this weekend 'diba? kasi nga mag-aanak ako sa binyag at bday ng lola ko kahapon (26th), atsaka early anniversary celebration ng parents ni carla today (27th) sa san pablo, laguna. sa kasamaang palad, na-late ako mag-check in sa airport at ayun, hindi ako nakasakay. pwede daw ako mag-chance sa hapon na flight pero dahil fully-booked siya, may kalabuan yun. isa pa, may something like 6t additional na bayad in penalties and fare difference. naisip ko tuloy, what if sa cebu ako manggaling? baka mas feasible. at any rate, maghihintay pa ako ng ilang oras before the afternoon flight, eh ganun din ang ipaghihintay kung magbibyahe ako for cebu.

so off to cebu i went pero hindi pa ako nagpa-book ng reservation. na mabuti na lang hindi ko ipinilit gawin. dahil pagdating ko dito, suspended until further notice na lahat ng flights to manila.

matigas pa din ulo ko, naghintay ako ng oras, baka kahit super late night flight, pwede pa. but watching the news, and getting updates from my sister in law and my aunt in sta.mesa, parang natakot na din ako magpumilit.

and today, ang latest, nalubog nga ang haus namin na dati-rati naman hindi apektado kahit gaano kalakas ang ulan. nakakalokah... lubog ang 2 kotse, putik sa loob ng bahay, inabot ang mezzanine na buti na lang mga 1 inch of water lang dahil kung hindi, pati mga librong pinakamamahal ko basa. at buti din nangyari iyon na day-off ang kapatid ko dahil kung hindi, mabaliw-baliw siguro iyon na stuck sa opisina niya at hindi makatulong sa paglilimas ng gamit. they had to spend the evening sa parish center with the other evacuees. buti na lang kilala kami sa loob kaya sa kumbento sila pinatulog. at ako... stuck in cebu at uuwi na lang ng dumaguete ulit mamaya.

galit ang kalikasan... inabuso kasi natin eh... sana gawan na natin ng paraan na wag na siyang magalit ng ganyan...

Di ako naka-attend ng unang dalawang blocking nitong tue and wed dahil sa activity sa school. Ngayon lang ulit since that first reading last week. Song rehearsal lang ngayon, walang blocking. Unang comment ko sa kanta? Medyo alanganin ang pitch. Too low for me. But then again, yung character is supposed to have this earthy quality to her. So sanayin natin. Pati speaking voice ko dapat modulated. Joskoh... Soprano talaga ako sa totoong buhay eh. Sana hindi masira boses ko.

may previous entry ako about passing the 'south pacific' auditions. i mentioned in the note that we would be attending a meeting where, i assumed, we would be given the casting, plus orientation, rehearsal schedules, etc.... between the time i got the advise and the meeting, i had been wishing that i get the role of the character who sings bali ha'i. nangyari na friday night ang meeting.

i got my wish.

i'm doing bloody mary. rehearsals are from monday to thursday beginning next week, 7:30-10pm. sabi ni evelyn (director), we may have rehearsals ng fridays depende sa pangangailangan for the music and for the dances. beginning january, monday to friday na daw. of course, there may be nights/weeks na hindi kailangang mag-rehearse dahil hindi ka kasama sa eksenang ire-rehearse.

may konting 'words of wisdom' though...

*  evelyn told us - do not fall in love too much with your role. we were assigned those roles based on how she knew us as we performed during the auditions. baka lang during the course of rehearsals, someone else emerges more suited for it, and you will find yourself in the chorus instead of in the lead.

*  may alternates ang mga major roles. so sa apat na performance sa march, tig-dalawa ang mga artista. at dahil ganun, dalawa ang tinatawag na pangalan for each role. pangatlong set ako natawag together with another girl na malaki. after iabot ang script, sabi ng director, can you manage to gain weight for the role?.... sabi ko, i will try. with the braces, i don't know how i can.

trabaho....trabaho.... naghanap na naman ako ng ikasasakit ng ulo.  pero sa lahat ng sakit sa ulo, ito ang pinakamasaya, kahanay ng pagsusulat ko.

date: sept.8, 2009
time: 5:29pm

katatapos ko lang i-meet ang mga students ko sa PE class, nasa office ako, nag-aayos. tumunog ang cellphone...

"CONGRATULATIONS! U hav been chosen as a cast member of SOUTH PACIFIC.  Pls come to a mtg on FRI, Sept.11,09 @ 7:30pm SILLIMAN HALL"



performances are scheduled in march. anybody coming to watch?

Naka-isang kumpletong semester na ako bilang guro.  Isang semester sa bagong role sa buhay ko na nagbabahay-bahayan sa malayong lugar ng Dumaguete.

I never entertained the idea of teaching.  Kasi I've always believed teaching is an art. A vocation. There's a certain flair for classroom teaching that no education in any high-end university or college can impart.  With memories of how i treated my classmates with impatience when they'd ask me to help them with math or chemistry problems, I came to believe wala ako ng flair na iyon.

I had been so afraid, see, that I'd be a mixture of the horrific types of teachers with the more negative qualities being more apparent:  one who knew the subject matter well, but lacking in skill to make the subject more simple for the students; and one who may not have the academic titles to back him up but could make a very complicated chemistry equation seem so easy to learn as lyrics on a song sheet.

(Well, learning lyrics and the tune are quite easy for me.)

But here I am, I did survive, and the four students I had seemed like they enjoyed my class as well as probably learned something.  I know I certainly did.  And whatever I learned, I can apply next semester so I can be more effective.

Especially since I think I'll be given more than one class to handle... Whew!

o diba?  i'm 36 years old but i still like answering these things.  i dunno, maybe because i'm still single?  haha!!!

1.Dapat ba gwapo?
basta malakas ang dating keri lang

2. Matalino?
pwede na kung street smart

3. Preferred Age?
basta yung hindi hihingi lang ng pang-load at magiging shock absorber ako ng angst niya sa life

4. Preferred height?
sana mas malaki sa akin, kahit 1 inch lang
                                                  
5. How about sense of humor?
definitely

6. How about piercings?

i'm currently watching tv. airing on hbo is 'we are one', the obama inauguration thingie. i've thought so many times, barack obama reminds me so much of my dad. maybe it's the smile, the eyes, most likely the color of their skin.

o diba? younger version siya ni daddy?

nitong nakaraang holiday ang unang pagkakataon na dumating ang parents ko for their annual vacation na hindi ako kasamang sumundo at naghatid sa kanila. syempre kasi wala na nga ako sa maynila, at hindi pa bakasyon sa school when they arrived.  i could've easily asked to take a leave na sana but then i had duties to perform so ayun... sila ang sumundo sa akin 4 days after they arrived.

itong nakaraang holiday din ang so far pinakamasayang bakasyon ko ngayong hindi na ako bata (okay fine, matanda na. duh...).  first holiday ng family out of the country, it was my first time in hong kong and macau, and ngayon lang ako pupunta ng theme park na hindi "enchanted kingdom" ang pangalan kung hindi 'ocean park' at 'disneyland'.

kita niyo naman sa pictures kung gaano ka-saya, diba?  sana mas mahaba pa pero syempre, expensive na yun bilang 7 kami lahat at hindi na half-price yung dalawang tsikiting.  not to mention that of course, it was all the vacation time we all had.

had to leave soon after that - naka-book ako to return to dumaguete ng january 4. not much time for reminiscing. school would be opening the monday right after we got back. at pabalik na din sila ng US ng lunes na iyon. so lubus-lubusin na natin ang pagsasama. matagal na naman bago tayo magkita-kita.

i discovered that it was slightly easier on me kapag ako ang inihatid nila. di ako masyadong naiiyak kaysa kung ako ang naghahatid sa kanila. pero ganun pa din ang post-holiday blues. mas matindi siguro ngayon kasi i lost 5 days of being with them kasi i had to be somewhere else.

but then ganun talaga, diba? you move away. life goes on. and you just look forward to spending time again sometime soon.

sabi nga ni queng, why can't life be one super long vacation para sana di na kailangan maghiwalay?

i got this message for my birthday, from gay. she said she remembered me because of the 'shrek' joke.

a girl was in love with an ugly man. her friends asked her, "why him?"

she replied immediately, "haler! di ba kayo nanood ng beauty and the beast? pu-pogi din siya!"

the guy heard this and said, "tungek! di ka ba nanood ng shrek? papangit ka din noh!"

winner!!!

i've been in dumaguete for two weeks now. so far, i've found living by myself to be somewhat fun. this week, however, i introduced something new to my household routine - work.

primarily, my job at COSCA is to handle corporate communications, plus i'll teach one subject on... guess what? TOURISM! haha! it's been 15 years since i last touched on the topic, way back college. and i never got to practice it except for the few months i spent as a reservations clerk for a resort in boracay. other than that... well, tourism is as foreign to me as greek. but then i did study it, and i do have some intelligence to speak of... so i guess i could breeze through this. right?

uh... at this point? i don't really know. on monday, i was told i would handle Tourism Industry Management, classes every Mon-Wed-Fri from 5pm til 6. didn't hold class yet that afternoon as enrolment was still ongoing. i had time.

wednesday came... i was handed the syllabus a couple of hours before the class, and before that the class list. i have 4 students (don't worry, that's normal) and the syllabus says i need to equip the students with the knowledge and skill in putting up a travel agency. HUH??? these are HRM students.. what do they need travel agency operations for? and didn't the course title say travel INDUSTRY management, not travel AGENCY management?

so... i haven't discussed it yet with the HRM Dean, but she did tell me i could modify the syllabus. and i have kuya to back me up, too. i'm changing the whole darned thing!

buti na lang may internet. i think i will survive this semester. as to enjoying handling class, that will have to wait until i've given my first exam. watch out students! eto na ang terror ng buhay niyoh! bwahahahahaha!!!

november 1 - sabi ng marami araw daw ng mga patay. mali yun. november 1 is all saints day. ang araw ng mga patay, all souls day, ay november 2. kaya nga parating sinasabi ng mudra ko, banal daw siya. hah! right!

but no, seriously, if you think about how patient she's been with 2 children whose personalities are as volatile as the current weather situation in the philippines, the support she gives, how much sacrifice she endures by being away from her children (the real ones and the adopted ones) and grandchildren (this goes for my pop, too, by the way), you're bound to think, yeah, baka nga kaya siya ipinanganak ng november 1, banal talaga siya.

so ngayong birthday niya, i think she deserves to be reminded -- we love you mamoy! and thanks for everything, as in everything!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BESTEST MOMMY!

 

masaya naman ang ganito, parang naglalaro ng bahay-bahayan, only you're grown up. and this is a real house and you're really working for its upkeep. hindi tipong kapag pagod ka na, ayawan na at uwian na sa totoong bahay mo.

ang maganda sa maliit na bahay, para lang siyang malaking kwarto. only you have your own front door, your own gate, your own yard and the room is standing on your own lot. and it's all yours! including all the laundry, the cleaning up, the cooking, the bills... wow, right! but, yeah, really, masaya!

watch the transformation... from dugyut to beautiful!

wanna come and visit?

nung nag-file ako ng resignation sa peta kahit pa may mga project akong hahawakan until i finally leave for dumaguete, naisip ko, ngayong taon lang ulit ako magbi-birthday na totoong holiday.  yung tipong kung trip ko mag-celebrate ng tahimik sa isang lugar na 'di ko sasabihin sa mga nakakakilala sa akin, pwedeng gawin. ngunit subalit datapwa't may ibang plano ang pagkakataon para sa akin. aalis kami, kasama ko ang cast at crew ng karaoke dreams, papunta sa davao para doon mag-perform ng october 14 and 15. nakaka-bother mag-byahe ng araw ng kaarawan lalo't may pamahiin na mas malapit ka sa sakuna kapag nalalapit na ang birthday mo.  naisip ko sanang mag-biyahe ng mas maaga, spend some time sa samal island bilang birthday gift sa sarili pero naisip ko ang daming ng ginastos para sa bagong bahay so 'wag na lang.

sigh... make the most of it na lang, ika nga. at dahil may lahing KSP din ako at trip kong nababati sa birthday ko, happiness na din.

happiness nga ba?  kalalapag lang namin sa davao, katatapos mag-check in sa hotel, mag-breakfast at magpapahinga sana dahil alas 4 ng madaling araw ang flight namin, nakatanggap ako ng isang generic na mensahe - pumanaw na si mama khryss.  ikinagulat ko iyon hindi dahil hindi ko alam na maysakit siya, pero i didn't think it would be so soon.

hindi ko gaanong nakilala si mama khryss personally but what i do know of him i truly loved.  he's a sweet person, he made you feel loved kahit pa kai-introduce lang ninyo sa isa't isa. i will forever remember how he always kissed you twice on the cheek as a greeting, and that whiff of sweet scent that reminded you, somehow, of a mother's loving presence.  siguro kaya siya itinuring na mama ng maraming kakilala at kaibigan - sa peta, sa showbiz...

salamat, mama khryss, sa natatanging pagkakataong nakatrabaho kita, noong 40th anniversary concert ng peta. babaunin kong matamis na alaaala ang mga araw na nakasama kita, and i take pride in those moments.

the same day, makalipas naman ang pananghalian, isa pang mensahe ang nakarating, amidst messages for a happy birthday.  pumanaw na din si kuya ronnie.

ronnie cumpas, like his late father, tatay tas, was a benefactor of our choir.  inalagaan nila kami, tuwing may concert, christmas caroling, kahit sa rehearsals lang para sa mga regular sunday mass na kinakantahan namin.

kuya ronnie and wife ate winnie are also my godparents in the making. ano daw yun? kasi inaanak nila sa kasal sina koni at tetay, at marami pang kasamahan namin sa simbahan. kailan naman daw ang araw na ako naman ang aanakin nila sa kasal? i would always say, malapit na ninong, kahit di totoo.

so ngayon, late na naman ako. nangyari na ito when ninong winston died of a stroke. di na nila ako nahintay.

so what am i saying?  life comes and goes. it's all the more poignant when death also marks the day of your birth.  make the best of what you have with your life, with friends and family who are there with you right now.  i'm not saying kailangang mag-imbento ng mapapangasawa, di ba?  but do what you can for them, say what you have to say. live as if today is your last. or theirs. sabi nga ng mommy ko, para walang sayang thoughts.

sa inyo mama khryss at ninong ronnie, kanlungin nawa kayo ng Panginoon sa mas maginhawang buhay. at patuloy niyo kaming bantayan, kami na naiwan pa para makipagsapalaran sa buhay na ito.

i'd spent a week in dumaguete, again, to see to the final touches to the house, buy my furniture and appliances and generally fix up before i finally move in. i had also hoped to be able to stay there when i arrived but lo and behold, it was still barely liveable.  t hadn't been painted, the vinyl hadn't been fixed on the floor, the window grills and aluminum screens hadn't been attached... heck, the floor wasn't even scrubbed clean. i'd have an asthma attack if i tried to stay.

it had been quite difficult fixing the house, after all, no one's lived in it for the almost 10years it had been standing on that lot. according to my 'boy', the bathroom piping was done for, the drainage system just dumped itself in the septic tank, and apparently, when they were putting on the tiles on the kitchen sink, the sink gave in and crashed. darn!

well, good thing was when we were there, my kuya percy helped out in making sure things got done pronto. and by the time we were leaving to go back to manila, the furniture had been delivered and my boxes too had arrived. finally, i have a home.

yipee!!!

the first time i ever heard of this place called dumaguete was several years ago when my mom, at the time registrar at st.paul qc, introduced me to their then chaplain, fr. rick balongag.  he became really close to our family, sabi ko nga, he adopted himself into our family.  and we all came to love him as the eldest brother of the family. in absentia nga lang kadalasan dahil hindi naman siya taga-maynila.

so anyway, when my mom visited him in dumaguete, and it also happened that this new subdivision was being developed, she and my dad invested in a property there. needless to say, they also liked the locale.  and i did too, the minute i first saw it almost 8 years ago.  in fact, i totally loved the place that i thought (later on...) that if i don't make it to the US, i'd love to settle in dumaguete. it's a city, yet without the hustle and bustle characteristic of most cities.

some months back, naisip ko na gusto ko nang totohanin ang minsang naisip kong iyon. i was resigning from my job, and while i wait for the result of my parents' petition for my US immigration, what better way to spend time than fix the house i am claiming for my own? at any rate, nag-offer na din si kuya (father) eking na makapag-trabaho ako sa COSCA where he's president. i'll teach, and... i dunno, we haven't really discussed what else i could do there.

i'd started fixing up middle of last year when i had the house fenced. at the time i hadn't known i'd be moving in in a little over a year. last week i came back to see what other things need to be done to make it more habitable - new paint, new tiles, new sink and toilet, a bed, wardrobe, sala set, kitchen items, fixtures... mahirap pala 'yun. para akong simms. maraming magagandang bagay na masayang piliin pero dapat lahat ng pinipili mo bagay din sa isa't isa para hindi mukhang chopsuey ang furnishings. pero masaya din. masaya palang mag-bahay-bahayan.

right now, i'm back in my room in our family home in quezon city. i'm cleaning up at the same time, packing items that i'd like to take with me to the new house - the figurines and other stuff i bought from my trips, my favorite books, picture frames, music and movies, whatever i have here that will make that house my own. my home.

here's to my new life!