Dear Diary Series | Episode 21

Time check. It’s 26 minutes after 1 AM. I still have a work later cause apparently, it is still not a Friday night. But I still decided to pull out my laptop and now I am gonna start telling you stories you didn’t even asked to hear in the first place.

As I walked home this evening, I decided to pass by Bonifacio High Street. I don’t usually take this route cause I think it would take me longer to get home or I’m just bad at calculating the distance. Anyway, I was recording my feet while walking and was surprised to see some petals of white roses scattered. At first I thought they were just leaves falling from the tree but then I realized they were perfectly sprinkled at the sides of the stairs I was stepping on to. It looked like something you see during weddings and proposals where the lady walks down the aisle, eyes filled with tears of joy, and covering her mouth with both hands to look cute. You know what I mean. So I looked around and saw candles which I believed was formed into a heart shape and there were some video cameras being set up. I knew it. Someone was proposing in public. I stayed for a while. Thought I’d be an additional audience but when I looked back at the petals on the ground, the utility guy was already sweeping them off. So I thought the proposal has ended. I just hope she said “YES”.

I continued to walk my way home and reminisce the times when I wished someone would ask me to marry him one day and surprise me like that in public. I realized that I no longer want that, although I know my current boyfriend is capable of doing that. I bet he’d rent a whole cinema or take me on a helicopter ride. Or whatever crazy idea that he thinks is fancy. AJ, if you are reading this, I forbid you to do that. I am over those years. Long before we started dating, my fairytale dreams have changed. I have come to appreciate the simpler life. The more I get older, the more chill and private I want my life to be. I like intimate weddings, small gatherings, being surrounded by nature, and just staying at home most of the time.

Honestly, I don’t have that big circle of friends. I have a few close friends and I like it that way. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I am not a snob and in situations where I am surrounded by strangers, I am usually the one who would approach people first. I don’t really go out of the house very often, even when I was still in Cebu. You barely see me to the point that our neighbors would ask my mother if I am still living in our house or have I moved out already. Some people might think I’m dead already. I don’t go to bars and clubs. And most of all, I don’t drink and smoke cigar. You think I am a party-goer because I live in the middle of the city where night clubs are just four cartwheels away. Look, I wouldn’t even show up when our neighbor living next to our house invites me over on occasions. Do I sound like a wet-blanket now? Well, in my defense, I am not comfortable eating at somebody else’s place because one, it would take me at least an hour to finish my meal; and two, I am too lazy to mingle with people. I know it’s not a good thing for some of you, but in our family, we don’t normally eat together. I always prefer to eat alone. And that’s never been a problem with my parents. The most valid reason I can give you is that I don’t eat on time. Also, when I don’t feel like eating yet, nobody can force me. I like to do things in my own time. Okay, let’s just stop talking about food. My stomach is growling. I wonder why when I was so full at dinner.

Where were we? Oh, I watched a movie prior to writing this. I found “Falling Inn Love” at Netflix. Turns out it was the one I have waited. Seen the trailer of it a couple of times maybe months ago. Remember how I kept saying in my previous posts that I’ve been looking for films similar to Letters to Juliet and Under the Tuscan Sun? Well guess what, the storyline of this movie is a combination of the two aforementioned films. It is about a career woman, probably my age, who lost her job and her boyfriend in a span of one week. She was devastated and during her misery, she stumbled upon this email where she won an “Inn” at a countryside in New Zealand. She then fell in love with a man who help her rebuild the inn, which by the way happens to be a scam. It was like ordering an item from an online shop. You expect the exact item to arrive only to disappoint you to the superlative degree you could ever imagine. I wouldn’t go into so much details so you would watch it, too.

The more I watch films with beautiful countryside setting, the more I want to move away from the city. I could be working in a flower shop there or in a café waiting tables. I could be an editor on a local newspaper where I just write anything under the sun. I could be an event coordinator, as what I have always dreamt of. I’d be greeting my neighbors good morning and we see each other in church on Sundays. In this life, I know how to ride a bike with a basket at the front full with fresh flowers I picked from my garden. I have a vintage van painted in a dusty blue color with white accents. Or a pink vespa that I ride going to my boutique at the small town where I sell cheap cute clothings and accessories and some decors I have personally made. I would cook delicious meals and go to farmer’s market on Saturdays. I would have a dog that I gifted to AJ but stays with me so he can use the dog as a reason to visit me more often. He also has to come by everyday because I can’t feed the dog. FYI, I have a doraphobia (kindly refer to google for an brief description). I don’t know why we’re still not married and living together at this point. But anyway, this is my dream life. Might change after a few years. Hopefully not.

Time check once again. it’4 minutes after 3. Expect me to wake up at around noon time. I’ll hit the sack now before the sun rises.

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July Favorites

August has come. With that, I have another content for today. This is different from the ones I usually post. I am fond of watching monthly favorites on YouTube and since I do not have a channel, I’ll post it here instead. Here are my July favorites.

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Adulting 101: Lessons I Learned

Could anyone ever believe we’re only a few months away from flipping another page of the calendar for a whole new year? That’s right, in 3 days it will be August already. So here’s a new blog to make up for the months I was missing in action. I’ve been caught up with a lot of things lately. Of course, that includes laziness. Anyhow, here are some of the lessons I learned as I go on adulting.

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Dear Diary Series | Episode 19

Two days ago, I forgot to pay my internet bill and for one moment, I was thankful I was so negligent of due dates. Hey, I’ve got to read books again. I realized being online almost 24/7 has forbid me to do the things I used to be so fond of. I wasted so many hours playing Candy Crush and adventure games on my phone, watching nonsense vlogs (although not all because I also watch home interior designing/ house renovation videos), and casually liking photoshopped photos on instagram by bloggers who appear to be perfect human beings and are living your dream life. Seriously, I should stop this social media addiction and actually start being productive. Can we count reading as productive, please?

I woke up at the crack of dawn on Tuesday and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I tried to play games on my phone to tire my eyes out only to keep me up all morning. I don’t really need to intake caffein to stay up for long hours. I pulled out my book and continued reading ‘The Wedding Diaries’ by Sam Binnie. It was hilarious and a little stressful but a good read. Rolled out of bed at 8. Prepared milk and instant carbonara just enough to stop the growling of my stomach. I was past half way through finishing the book when I suddenly felt sleepy at 10ish. I slept and woke up at almost 4pm. Oh God, please tell me I’m not going to die soon.

I had scrambled eggs for a very late lunch (almost dinner) and a cold rice. I was done with the book. Slightly impressed to myself, I read another one. This time it’s ‘I Heart New Yolk’ by Lindsey Kelk. It was so moving. I could just imagine myself being in NYC and staying there for good. Just like what Anglea Clark from the book did. Also, I desperately want a job like hers. Blogging about her NY adventures, dating hot guys (okay maybe I’m fine without men but if they’ve got black Amex and bring you to Tiffany’s, I’ll reconsider), and actually living her life. Isn’t that what we all wanted? I finished the book by lunch time yesterday and now I’m on my third. I’m half way through it and I just started this evening. There’s something about it that makes me read faster than ever and couldn’t wait to flip onto another page. Then I get sad when it’s over. It’s like watching a really, really good movie that you don’t want to end, but at the same time you badly want to hit the fast forward button to see how it really ends.

Oh God, I forgot how it feels good to finally get back into my reading habit. What have I been doing with my life lately? About five years ago, I could win an award for being the laziest, most boring, person in the world (or maybe just in our city or house). Actually, I still am. But I do get up every 8 years to go into the kitchen, get something to eat in the most inappropriate time. Who really said I could only eat on specific hours? Read again: please tell me I’m not going to die soon.

Five more days and I’ll be gone in here. I’m going to finally get some life. Please wish me the best of luck for whatever I’m gonna do in the next few days. I might also want to bring my series of ‘The Selection’ books to my trip. I’m on its third book and I never got to finish it since 2015. AJ bought me the set for only God knows how much. I have three other new books, still very sealed, also bought by him. I should read them all before he regrets buying me things I never even use. Then he regrets getting into a relationship where he has an ungrateful girlfriend. Then he breaks up with me. Then I write a book about it. Then I get famous and unhappy because I’m single, but also happy my dream has come true. Writing a book, not being single.

The past few days have been so rainy. If not, gloomy. Since AJ went back to MNL on the 7th, I never went somewhere far than my aunt’s house beside ours. Not even so sure whether I should pay my bill tomorrow to have my internet back again or wait until I finish this current book I’m into. Instagram and YouTube are such distractions. Should I uninstall them? Maybe sometime.

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