50/365 – #LetDad&MomKnow 

To Papa & Mama, I might not say and express fully how much I adore & love the both of you, but through my words you’ll know how much I do. 
The moment I opened up my life to my parents, everything felt lighter – like a huge sack of rice was lifted from my shoulder. I don’t have to hide anything from anyone; I don’t have to worry about telltales from big-mouthed neighbors.

Parents.. no matter how strict they are, no matter how annoying they are with their constant follow-up whenever you leave the house, no matter how irritating they become when they keep on repeating and repeating and repeating words of wisdom you already know and heard for the nth time – they deserve to know, you know. They’re strict like that because they are trying their very best to lead you to the right way. They bombard you with so many questions and assumptions because they simply care about you and what happens in your life. The only thing you can ever give back to those years they sacrificed caring and loving you the best way they can is to let them in your life. Trust me, they’re the best-est best friends you can ever have.

Let me tell you where it started. I had my first-somewhat-relationship when I was in 6th grade. I was the talk of town – new student feels, yeah. That was also when I started keeping things from my parents. They wouldn’t approve of it – I knew it. So it continued as I entered failed relationships after another. Don’t get me wrong, we’re legal. They know who it was and they got to meet everyone during the courtship. But the barrier remained. They would just see the guy once or twice and that was it. Maybe that was why my relationships kept on failing. But on some point somewhere, everything started changing. I would ask advice from my Dad when everything was so complicated or when my ex would throw tantrums at me for irrelevant reasons. Hey, my Dad’s one of the strictest and most disciplinarian Dads you would ever meet. He’s part of the watch-me-kill-the-guy-with-my-own-hands or i’m-watching-you-douchebag-so-you-better-be-careful Dad Club. Oh and my mom, oh my Mom’s the most sophisticated and mataray Mom you’d ever encounter. She’s so intimidating my exes worried about her approval more than my Dad’s. We connect to some stuff but we just fight over almost everything. Despite that, I was surprised when they gave great advices when I was opening up to them. Maybe it was also because we shared a deeper bond when we started attending The Feast that I got the courage to open up to them and they got the understanding and wisdom to relate and give me advices as they know best. To my surprise (again), I found myself crying to them when my ex broke up with me (in front of them).

Maybe your parents are not as understanding as mine is or your bond is not as close as we have – but these things will keep intact despite the differences:

1. Your parents know you best. 

Darling, your mom carried you on her mind since the day they thought of having you. Your dad knew how precious you are since the day he held you in his arms when you couldn’t even open your eyes. They. Know. You. Best. They know your worth more than anyone else. They know what you deserve to have and they’d sacrifice everything just for you to have it right in your hands. You may change overtime, but they would still know how beautiful you are inside and out. Keep that in mind. For a creator knows the true value of his creation.

2. Your parents know what’s best for you. 

Trust me. Even when sometimes what they make you do makes no sense AT ALL. You’re realize one day the purpose of everything they made you do. Parents feel everything. The moment you introduce someone to them, they know it beforehand if that guy would hurt you or not. You’ll know it through their actions – my mom wouldn’t talk to my ex even just for a little bit because she knew he would just hurt me (this was revealed after our almost 2-year relationship)

3. Your parents are your most dependable knights-in-shining armor.  

They will defend you against anyone. They will rescue you through anything – no matter how deep the damage is. They will fight with you side-by-side. Even when it is your fault, they will tell you where you went wrong, might get mad with you a little bit, apologize for you if needed, they will always and forever be fighting for you.

4. Family is family. 

They will accept you no matter what – your past, your present, and your future. No matter how martyr you are in loving, no matter how irritating you are because you don’t listen to everyone when you love, no matter how blind you are in your decisions, and no matter how much you care to try even after so many failures. They will always be by your side through it all. You will always be a part of the family and it will be disabled without you.

5. Your parents are God-given. 

God speaks to you through the people He put in your life. He gave them to you, arranged and placed them in your life so you can have the best navigators, guides, co-captain in becoming the best you can be; the YOU He has imagined, planned, and destined you to be. Know that through the way your parents love you, care for you, and cherish you is God’s way of showing how much He loves you through them. Value them with everything you are because they deserve it.

So much love for all the parents in the world! 🙌🏻

PS,

#LetDad&MomKnow

 

 

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48/365 – Under Php500 Dates: Mercato, BGC

I was craving for authentic streetfoods since I got here in Makati. Puro pang Rich Kid (RK) lang nakikita ko. No pagkaing bukid – them sumptuous chicken intestine, chicken blood, chicken feet, chicken liver, barbeque, everything chicken! I know my Mum wouldn’t like this when she sees this so let’s just keep it to ourselves, shall we? 

Then I found this heavenly place

Situated at the heart of BGC, Mercato Centrale Group brings the ultimate foodtrip in Global City! (And it’s very affordable)



Yumyumyum! 3 for Php 100; pick anything from isaw, dugo, hotdog or barbeque!  


Takoyaki for Php70! 

Bacon BBQ for Php 25 each! 

They even have stalls for Koreaboos ❤️ 

Happy Tummy & Cravings Satisfied for just Php275! Visit Mercato Centrale and endulge in a new & exciting dining experience. 

Mercato Centrale FB Page

47/365 – Number 7 ; 8:15 PM

I don’t like coffee.

I don’t like how it makes my heart beat faster like it would leap out of my chest.

I don’t like how it makes me feel unbalanced, adrenaline envelopes all over me.

I don’t like how it keeps me up – mind and body contradicts and this is its effect.

You are just like that, you see.

But I love you. 

I won’t mind as long as it’s you.

45/365- Here Comes My Surprise Valentine

In my 21 years of existence, this is the first time someone thought of me during Valentines. I never received any flowers or any chocolates from anyone before. Bitter as I was, I would always hate on any woman walking carrying a buoquet of flowers or a couple HHWW and the guy carrying the big teddy bear just to brag about what he bought for his girl. Edi kayo na. Magbe-break din kayo. 

I never imagined V-Day to be so special but K superseded my expectations again. ☺️

February 14, 2017


No fancy stuff because memories are worth more than anything. Our memories would be full of stories and laughters shared in Ayala Triangle which made a lot of bystanders look or move a little but further from us. We always had noisy laughters between our stories. Sorry! Hihi ☺️



I actually told him I’d kick him in the ass if he’s holding a big ass buoquet because it’s not practical – you could buy 2 whole chicken with a price of a bouquet. He tagged it noted in his mind and voila he bought me pastillas roses instead! Edible roses! 


I thought the surprise ended there but he brought out sweets and of course (never forgotten) letter of love for me ❤️

Happiest & Sweetest Valentine. True enough what they say, good things happen to those who wait. Your romantic valentino might just be on his way to your doorstep. 

Happy Valentines Day! 

44/465 – 5-minute (Wala Pang Sahod) Valentines Day Gift 

Items you will need: 

  • Coloring Pens 
  • Bond Paper or anything white you can write on (wag lang tissue) 
  • Container the size of your fist (you might use the biggest container you can ever find when I tell you the size of your heart instead) 
  • Magazine page (page lang bes, we are space-constrained) 

Procedure: 


Cut the white paper into strips (whatever width you desire – best to cut it at 1-inch width) and write the corniest shit you can ever think of.
Make little curly strands by sliding the magazine strips on the side of the scissors like you’re peeling an apple. Don’t apply to much pressure because that shit will break into half if you stress it out. 

Fold the white paper into small squares and put it in the container then top it with the curly magazine strands – best thing you ever did for this project.


And you’re done and ready to go! 

P.S. I was actually shy with my gift because K surprised me with so many. Biglang umatras yung kapal ng mukha ko eh. Hahaha sorry na bes, la pa sweldo.