Birthdays, Christmas, New Year’s used to mean quiet dinners with Mom, Dad, and my sister; now they feel like reminders of who is missing and how much I give that does not always come back. I am choosing to accept, protect my peace, and keep going… I don’t know if this change is good, but I have been changed For Good.
Cebu just landed on the Michelin map pero guess what came with the praise? A wave of crab mentality na mas sabaw pa sa batchoy. Instead of celebrating, naa juy mas busy manaway, proving once again that the nastiest thing about Filipino food isn’t balut, but the comments section.
In the age of TikTok, Reels, and AI-generated everything, there will always be magic in words that came straight from your own heart: unfiltered and imperfect. Bahalag wrong grammar. Writing is still worth it. Feelings are still worth pouring out. Even if it's just for you.
I need to get this off my chest.
This flood control corruption issue is going nowhere. Ending, wala'y ma priso. Sure na. Sad but true.
ʙᴏɴɴᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴛɪᴛ 