**This post is in response to: WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: COLOR.
I’ve been failing to catch up on Daily Prompts.
I don’t know if it’s the topics… or my laziness… or both.
I’m a roller coaster of emotions lately.
Swinging from one mood to another.
Okay. This is not something new.
I am a roller coaster of emotions ALL THE TIME.
And being away from my family and closest friends is driving my sanity one block away from cuckoo-ville.
Wait a minute.
Shouldn’t I be already used to this? Being alone?
I am. I totally am.
It’s just that there’s so many changes in my life lately that my being alone right now is kinda adding to the “losing it” drama. Or maybe this is just PMS. I don’t know.
I’ve also missed last week’s Photo Challenge…
I’m just not the type of person that usually takes (or remembers to take) photos in general.
But I promise to make up for that. I just have to remember to take a picture every hour for a day!
I can do this.
I just wish I can turn down the emo a notch.
Finally, I drank soda after 55 days of abstaining from it.
I got a 1.5L bottle.
(instagrammed it immediately, of course!)
Don’t worry! I didn’t finish the entire bottle.
I just downed one glass.
And honestly, I’m all set.
Maybe it’s because I am more of a soda-in-can kind of drinker (yes, there’s a difference in the taste depending on the container. Trust me. We addicts can tell! And the ones in cans are my favorites!) , but I am actually not craving for soda that much anymore.
Well, okay. I missed its taste and “kick”!
But now I know, I can resist giving in to it unlike before.
Now I know, I can live not getting to drink it at least once a day unlike before.
I now have the will!
I open the fridge.
I see a bottle of soda… and I grab the bottle of water instead.
I pat myself on the back.
Talk about change. 🙂
Nothing transports me back to my past better than smelling something familiar.
A whiff of a former love/crush’s cologne.
A barbecue aroma in the center of my college quad.
A smoker’s breath after finishing a stick.
My memory is always strongly guided by my sense of smell, which in turn also heightens my sense of taste. This has been the culprit for me craving food occasionally from a certain fast food chain.
Getting to smell Jollibee’s Chickenjoy (a meal consisting of fried chicken with rice and gravy) instantly transports me back to my childhood. And getting to finally taste it again will flood me with different stories to tell involving the family, major childhood events, and chickenjoy.
So, no matter how I seem to think I’m fed up of eating it, one smell and I’m already coming back for more. I know I’m not the only one alone in this. Ask Filipinos who were raised in the Philippines, girl or boy, rich or poor, we all have our own Jollibee and chickenjoy stories. And even kids today, they still continue to create their stories with the store and food.
**This post is not a paid ad or anything. This is in response to Daily Prompt: The Transporter.
In my time and age, there seems to be only one thing I always (I mean ALWAYS) escape from.
And this is WORK.
Well, not directly.
More of like: the “corporate world” and “IT services”.
The demand of always needing to be able to deliver with speed and quality.
High quality products, speedy delivery… but all with a low-cost.
Now, how the hell do you do that without ending up being like a zombie and feeling like a slave?
Anyway, I am lucky with the company I’m now in because the demand for the three things I mentioned above is still not that highly realized and asked for. The culture and environment are still humane and not that stressful. Just the right kind and amount of stress. Good stress.
Good or bad stress, I have found myself a few escape routes from these harsh realities of globalization and capitalism. Some have no planning needed at all to execute, has immediate effects, but wears off easily. While some require added patience and careful strategies but are instant uppers and have effects of escape that lasts longer.
Yup! Nothing beats literally escaping from the physical place where you feel stressed and worn out. This makes you feel like entering a new kind of reality. Also, getting to experience, eat, see and learn new things from travelling is like a breather for the brain, the eyes, tummies and taste buds. The experience will leave you with days and weeks of something new to talk about and a lifetime of memories to treasure.
Aah, yes. Getting to see theater plays is like a safe haven for me. A new dimension and a new sense of learning. In every show I see (even though some shows I’ve seen many times or already memorized the soundtrack), I get to discover a whole different perspective and awakening. Awakening, not only of the mind, but also of the emotions. Perfect escape from the same-old cycle of emotions that working for a corporation has to offer. Watching theater shows (especially musicals) will leave me smiling, dazed, and on a high for at least a week after seeing it. Though, the thought of getting to see a show already gets me distracted and hyper all the same.
3. Movies and TV shows
Just like theater, movies and TV shows are major forms of escape for me. A movie can leave me all cried up or laughing or whatever. Even seeing trailers of films will make me forget momentarily the pains of getting up to work the next day. TV shows, however, are like different mini realities for me. Especially now, with so many good shows to watch out for… I have become overwhelmed. But grateful all the same for their existence.
An actual (sad?) story of Escape:
I remember this one time when I was still with my previous company, I was so low and worn out that I plunged into a mild depression (I guess it was only mild. haha). I didn’t go to work for a week. I didn’t change my clothes for a week (and yes, didn’t take a bath for a week!). I ate only once a day for seven days. I did not speak to anyone. And all this time, I was in front of the tube and saw all six seasons of Entourage.
4. Blogging, online courses, and reading
Getting to learn new things is one big escape for me. Especially when the subject are totally different from each other. I love getting to learn these things from self-studying, signing up at online courses, reading blogs and books… I even enrolled and got credits for a Master’s degree (Don’t ask! haha). Also, sharing my thoughts, curiosity and realizations from these learnings are equal escapes for me. So blogging, tweeting, and researching more and more are temporary breaks from the twilight zone that is work.
There is not an escape more fast and effective for me than listening to music. It has long been proven. One negative vibe or cluttered mind? I pop earphones in both my ears, have the volume on full blast, then fire the beat, worries and stress away!
This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Escape!.
Oh yes. I’m way past my pledged no-soda day!
It’s been 4 days since I passed The Soda Challenge deadline and I still haven’t drank one drop.
It’s not that I don’t crave it. Because I really really do!
I am actually scared.
I am scared that once I start drinking again, I will be drowning myself with it yet again.
I am also scared for my kidneys now.
Just a month ago, I would’ve just brushed aside all health worries.
But hearing dialysis stories from friends (one friend has a sister that goes to dialysis twice a week indefinitely, and another friend who’s a nurse that’s assigned to help perform dialysis to patients), I got spooked… Because I know that that will be one possible future for me if I don’t control my soda drinking and don’t start drinking more water.
So what about my “No day but Today” mantra?
Okay. I am still living for the day. I believe so.
I don’t mean to not drink sodas ever.
Maybe now I should just add the mantra:
“Too much of one thing is bad.”
So everything should be in moderation.
Don’t hold yourself back.
Seize the day in moderation.
In this way, you can start living your present to the fullest but not being to dumb enough to acknowledge that the future is inevitable. Also, you’ll be able to seize every moment that the future present brings.
Such is life. 🙂
Hopefully the next soda diary entry will be about me getting to drink soda once again.
Too many times I was tempted to break this pledge.
Too many times I thirsted for its taste.
Too many times I stood my ground.
Okay. Enough with the drama…
One more night’s sleep and I can drink soda again!
Just bought and assembled this 3D puzzle of the Statue of Liberty in New York City. It has LED lights at the base, which makes it so cool.
Anyway, when I saw this I thought to myself: I just had to have this!
Aside from the fact that I love puzzles, I also love that it’s reminiscent of one of my dream travel destinations — New York City.
I want to visit the city that never sleeps because of three major things:
1. Broadway Musicals – I want to see at least one (but if possible, ALL) theater show in Broadway.
2. Gray’s Papaya hotdogs – after seeing the movie, Fools Rush In, where Matthew Perry’s character constantly crave for this hotdog, I can’t help but connect this food to the city. I just got to try one!
3. Times Square – seeing this busy intersection on tv and in pictures really gives me the chills every time. I love the lights, the busyness, and the diverse people. So I plan to take lots and lots of pictures of this one day.
This may be a dream for now but I know one day I will get to see you, New York. Stay as awesome as you are… and wait for me. To the future and New York!
This post is in response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Future Tense.
As a friend of mine once said about me:
She goes to night outs, drinks while she still can see straight and dances like there’s no tomorrow, but she is not a party girl.
Yep. If in a party, I party.
There’s no use sulking around and hiding in one corner.
Well, unless I’m not in the mood.
As I’ve said in my About page, I’m extreme.
If I’m in the mood to party, my energy just shots up. I could go all night drinking and dancing in high-heeled shoes and still you won’t hear a complaint out of me. My endless love for music and carbonated (okay, alcoholic!) drinks are to blame for this tireless and sleepless acrobatics.
Try to catch me in a foul mood… and you cannot even bring me to a party in the first place. My introvert mode turns on and no one can really convince me to be with people by that time. (But I’ll still be drinking, alright! LOL)
However, foul mood or not: if I decide to go to a party, I party.
I mean, you’re already there. Might as well, enjoy yourself. No use acting up.
If my reclusive side is active, I just don’t go to the party. No need to infect other people with your bad vibes, right?
There are just moments when I need the exhilaration and excitement that a party brings. But also there are times when I need to get away from crowds and happy people. I don’t know. I think I’m bipolar that way.
**This is in response to Daily Prompt: INTJ.
I don’t like animals.
Please don’t hate me because of this.
My dislike for animals is not because I hate them or anything.
It’s just that I’m scared of them.
Actually, this fear is not of animals alone. I’m scared of anything I don’t understand, really.
So this goes with unpredictable situations, people, and well… Animals.
Yes. I know some animals are totally predictable because you can actually train or tame them using these predictabilities. But I don’t understand them still. It’s like I’m constantly trying to decipher what goes on an animal’s head. What makes them bark or purr or attack or react however it is they react.
I am in awe of them. If anything, I have such deep respect for animals that only shows as fear on my side. Plus, an animal’s life is LIFE. Like your life and mine… it is LIFE. So, I am scared of the responsibility that an animal comes with. How can one that don’t understand something be responsible for this something’s life? You know what I mean?
Anyway, our family did have one pet dog.
Probably the one and only animal I will ever have in my life.
The family got Jigger when I was already away for college. So I never really knew him or took care of him. And every time I went home to visit, I spent half the time avoiding him because I was too scared of him.
We lost him two years ago.
I felt sad and a little regret of not having to know him better.
But I am forever grateful and proud to say that I’ve met him.
He’s the only animal I’ve lived with… And probably, the closest thing to a pet I would ever have.
**This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Menagerie.
Monday lunch out at Zong with a good friend.
Spicy, salted squid and Yang Chow fried rice.
Oh, how food makes one so happy! 🙂
This post is in response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Lunchtime.
Knicker Bocker is a famous dessert in Zamboanga City, Philippines.
It is made up of mixed fruits, gelatin, home-made strawberry ice cream and a secret sauce based with milk (I guess).
This was made popular by the local restaurant, Palmeras. Now, different versions of the dessert is ubiquitous in the city. If ever you’re in town, this is definitely a must-try!