On the beach

If i keep eating like i did this weekend, this will be me at the company beach thing in two weeks.
(only darker)

Oh, i took this from http://chicogarcia.wordpress.com/ .

Back from the longest vacation yet

Since i started working. Have to say this is weird. My first summer working. Already I feel restless. Wanna go places, wanna get away. Fry under the sun. Spend days in waves. Let the world wash away.

Anyway, back to the vacation. I felt like the whole thing was spent with me chewing. Of course I went to the province, and in the province we eat. Even now, I get hungry earlier and more often. Since there, there are snacks in between snacks. Meals are hours long. Food is an event. And i have to say I miss it. I don't get to go to the province that often anymore, especially now that i work Saturdays, since usually we go there weekends.

And it's not just that. When I'm there the world just fades away. I forget everything, problems, confusion, anger, doubt. Only good fuzzy feelings are left. And I really needed that right then. For three blissful days I ate, drank, bonded with my family. Even got to watch Sweeney Todd. (that was fun, that's it for me on any kind of meat pie though.)

So I'm here heavier, happier. And can't wait to go back.

P.S. the picture i took of those guys who flagellate themselves as penance. I love the light effect that i didn't notice until i took it.

Reliving the past.

I caught a glimpse. Of a life I no longer had. Of something that once was so familiar and so mundane that now is a faint memory. The face that haunts my dreams, the voice I was so used to hearing I didn't know i was going to lose. I guess staying away was the right thing to do. Forget the past, move on. But in a life intertwined you can't help but find out things and the second you do, you're back in that place. Where you never want to be. Broken, wasted, unwanted.

Never let your guard down for a moment. Coz that's when it'll hit you.

Tired. But just about right.

Last day of work. This is probably the longest weekend I've had since i started work. This is gonna be fun. Going to the province (I think) and will be away from it all. That's gonna be great. I've been such an adult the past few weeks. Talk and talk. Decisions decisions. Doing the right thing. Doing the adult thing. I just want to leave it all behind and be a kid again.

I haven't been able to sleep well the past week too. God knows why. Will catch up on sleep and happiness. My goal for the weekend.

How about me enjoying a moment for once?

I always have to think. I always have to ponder the consequences. Why can't I just live in the moment, and not have to think of all the other things that come with this fleeting bliss?



I'm an adult and i hate that.



Everything I do i'm accountable for. All i hurt, all i make happy, my fault. I have a logical mind and I have to use it.



It doesn't have to be this hard does it?



I would just like to say that i hate the word have.

Food Trip Sunday

So I would like to report a sense of accomplishment. Got the Anthon Berg chockylits from duty free. I am now in possession of a 24 piece box of Anthon Berg liquor filled chockylits which are disappearing by the day. I found out I can buy from duty free any time (well my father can) so i'm not too worried. Just gonna say goodbye to like a thousand a month (they're $24 dollars per box hahaha).

So had that for breakfast last Sunday, all of us took one bottle each. bottoms up!

After which we headed to Greenhills. This was supposed to be a trip to find Joannaman's "Asa" shirt. And since I had one made special for her birthday, I was forced to giver her the first part of her birthday gift.

Had lunch at Genji. Conveyor belt sushi! Ok so this was

the first time and we were curious if the place was gonna live up to the gimmick. Also we're still looking for an alternative Japanese place since Teriyaki Boy keeps taking the food we like off their menus. The place was cute, the people nice. Sushi was so-so, and we had to order the ebikko gunkan special. Liked their beef udon. Uber beef flavor. Big servings. We got two plates of sushi of the conveyor belt, since the rest was like california maki (which we're not really fans of) or fried stuff. All in all a cute experience. Somewhere to take Kuya Daryle when he gets here from London.



And not bad for like 1k for four people right? Considering one of those people was my brother.

And for dessert, where else? Since I can't exactly drag them to Shang where there's a Hagen Dazs, i took the opportunity to treat them at Greenhills. So i wasn't too thrilled at the flavors... So we all tried different things. Joannaman got Chocolate chocolate chip, I got caramel apple crumble, mom got summer berries, Jase got vanilla caramel something.

So we like Sebastian's flavors better. But i will find that perfect flavor.

Then headed to UP to hear mass. Ate isaw next to the post office. Yum yum yum.

We were thwarted

We went to Eastwood the other night to try and watch the Mandy Moore concert without really buying tickets. The plan was to just sit at the outside tables of Jack's Loft, drink fishbowl iced teas and watch from there. Lo and behold when we got there the whole of the plaza was covered. Even the terraces of restaurants overlooking the area were covered. If you sat at those verandas you had to pay P2,500. Great huh? So we made the choice of just drinking outside where it's near so we could hear and not see. Ate dinner at Dencio's and went to Bed Room to drink.

Ugh. Beer. I know a lot of people are gonna hate me for this, but i really really do not like the stuff. It's bitter and it gives you a belly. But for the sake of comaraderie i drank beer with everyone else. (We ordered a couple of towers)

So that was a mistake. The day after I was feeling the effects. I couldn't eat much. I had a general icky feeling.

I'm sticking to my haughty-whatever-i-hate-beer rep and sticking to iced teas when beer is the only alcohol option.

It pays to get some perspective

Last night I got me some perspective. Saw my friend with her family. Get it? Not her parents and siblings, her own family. A husband and baby. Yes I knew she had family. Yes I know she got married. But this was the first time I met her husband. This was not just some boyfriend. This was the person she was gonna spend her life with. Ok so that just hit me. My friend, who I grew up with, giggled over random crushes and shared lunch with now has a family. Her life is no longer just her.

And I'm still here. Planning my next food sojourn. That's it. I am in no hurry to catch up.

In the interest of trying something new...

Ok not really new. Mom bought a bottle of goat's milk last Sunday and got me to try it. Apparently, when I was younger we were really sensitive for a while and couldn't drink cow's milk. So mom bought a formula made out of goat's milk for us. So she bought a bottle in the hopes of stirring something familiar in all of us.

So I love carabao milk. I look for it every time we go to the province. So i thought i'd like this. But noooo... it had a distinct aftertaste of goat. I felt like i was eating caldereta. Rich but gamey... That's all i have to say about it.

And no more goat's milk for me.