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DAY 30: For the Last Entry; Nothing Lasts

April 14, 2020

     Nothing much happened today, as per usual I washed the dishes after eating lunch and watched youtube videos. This day was supposed to be the last day of the lockdown in Luzon, and classes would resume tomorrow but still I haven’t started reviewing any of my notes and other requirements to be passed. I cannot say that I’ve become unproductive for the past few days because this is the only time that I’ve given myself a time to do what I love, without minding anything that could give me stress. I’m proud of myself, I appreciate that I’m trying to discover more during this quarantine; I got to spend more time with my family and talk, more time to play with our pet, play guitar more often, and learn random stuff in youtube. At the other end of the table, I’m aware that I still have responsibilities to fulfill as a student, and I have to catch up from what I missed.

     So after making this I’ll create the list of things to do according to their difficulty, I should learn to discipline myself more now, I need to balance doing things that I love and the things that I need to do. I just hope for it to work, I want to finish of my tasks tomorrow but I watched a video on youtube recommending the book of Marcus Aurelius entitled “Meditation” that is good book to read, and I already downloaded the pdf because it’s available online. See how I get easily distracted from little things, I’m doing it poorly for a person who watched numerous videos about focusing on what you’re doing.

      This is supposed to be the last day of making entries in this diary, and the day that was presumed to be the day that everything will be back to normal, but this is the “new normal”. The Enhanced Community Quarantine is still extended; despite the good things that surrounds me, I still ache and hope for everything to get better. 

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DAY 29: BIRTHDAY PRESENT!

April 13, 2020

     When I posted the song cover of Lola Amour’s Pwede Ba on facebook, getting noticed by the band Lola Amour was just a dream for me though they already replied on my tweet last year not intending to be noticed. But this time is different I want them to notice my cover that I’ve put my heart on. I didn’t really expected to get lots of positive comments, it’s overwhelming to receive them all. With that, I still don’t want to get full of myself so I don’t want to stay on facebook much longer. I chose to spend my time on youtube to hoard some good music and watch interesting videos, I use youtube more often than any of my social media accounts because this really feels like home I can enjoy the media behind closed doors.

     After eating dinner with my family and doing the dishes, I’ve decided to check my facebook account, and I was left dumbfounded when I visited my notification bell; I just got the best birthday present. The Lola Amour band reacted to the song cover that I’ve posted, they even shared it on their facebook page. They noticed my existence for the second time around!! My heart can’t contain the excitement and happiness upon seeing this. This is a dream come true, but I chose to stay low key about it. I only told my friends about it, and they’re happy for me as well (of course that’s what friends do right?). I’ll surely have a good night sleep for I’m living the dream.

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DAY 27: WE SHAN’T

April 11, 2020

     It’s a wonder how a simple deed or action could change our mood in an instant. I was feeling fine today especially because I’ve accomplished one of my activities that I’ve submitted through messenger. After sending it to our group chat I had some conversation with my friends in our own group chat about random things; the memes in particular. I just use facebook and social media for the memes, since I have no one to chat, and I don’t reply when I’m not in the mood but still there are exceptions. I have this friend that I’m personally close with, but this past few days it’s been depressing to chat him or even reply to his chats. He’ll chat me first then I’d end up getting late replies or no replies at all when in the first place he’s the one who started the conversation. I’m not being immature, I’ve also thought that maybe he’s busy that explains why he’s not replying but he’s sharing memes, chatting in our group chat, and every other things that makes me mad. I won’t really care if he didn’t chat me but he did. I want to tell him that he’s being rude, and just don’t chat me if he’s going to respond that way; you’re unintentionally making me feel bad about myself. Which just happened more than a few minutes ago, this is why I’m writing this diary with a heavy heart. Why does he have to make me feel unimportant, I’m not demanding for his attention.

     I shouldn’t have kept my phone beside me while I was writing this entry, I made an impulsive act just now. I sent him a message that says don’t chat me if you have no intention of replying, it’s annoying. What have I done? Look what you made me do diary. Now I have to face the consequence of my impulsiveness, I have to end it here.

PS. The message was nowhere to be found, my phone refreshed. Poor internet connection saved me this time.

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DAY 26: GOOD FRIDAY indeed

April 10, 2020

     Today is “Good Friday” or “Biyernesanto” in tagalog, for us who are raised as Roman Catholics it already became a tradition to watch the Via Crusis, attend the mass, and to go in with the procession but due to the COVID 19 pandemic all of these gathering are canceled. This morning some people in our neighborhood wore their Morion costumes and roamed around the area. Upon seeing this, my mom asked my dad if he’d also want to wear his costume so she could take it out of the storeroom. My dad isn’t really planning to go with my mom’s suggestion because it’s been years since he last wore this costume due to his busy work schedule and he’s worried that the costume might not fit anymore. My dad gained more weight from the time that my mom settled here with us in the country, I’d always bring up that she’s a really good cook and that explains it all.

     The costume didn’t fit well as it used to, in order to wear his body armor and accessories my dad needs to hold his breath to tighten up his loosed belly. I always find it funny whenever I see my dad in his dress because his legs are whiter and flawless than ours, I even joked that he have a better legs to show off than my mom. We’re really close to the point that I often call him “Boss”, and tell him “Boss, anong atin jan” when he’s in a mood. When we finally finished helping my dad to put on his costume, he asked me to take a photo of him but I shouldn’t include the lower part not exposing that he’s only wearing slippers instead of sandals because his gout just better, sign of aging, aye. We went out to take a picture and some of the kids in our neighborhood saw him, some panicked and started running. The sight of this heartened my dad to wear a full costume with gears to roam in the streets outside our area. I got excited with the thought that my dad would parade in his costume again, he really has an exquisite costume that we’re really proud of. As I can remember his full set costume including the mask were made in Mogpog, he also got his mask customized by putting a braces on its gritted teeth that I find cool since I was young.

     I know that it would be hard for my dad to go out on the streets alone, it’s obvious that my mom would go with him as an ever supportive wife and I thought that volunteering to go with them to take pictures will be good since I got nothing to do here. I’ve take a lot of lovely photos along the way, most of the people asked to have a picture with my dad, his Morion mask made a lot of children cry without even trying to scare them, my dad isn’t really good with that, he sounds funny when we tries to. If those children would hear him say “RRaaaAaaWwrRr” in that joking voice they’ll probably stop crying and start laughing.

     This year’s Lenten Rites turned out different as we’ve anticipated but the soul of remembering the meaning of this day will remain, we have different “panata” to fulfill. Now that we have nowhere to go but here, it would be best to use it to reflect our acts and to fill the emptiness in our hearts with God’s presence.

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DAY 24: PUPPY LOVE

April 8, 2020

     This day went great, my wish is granted. The first thing that I did as soon as I get out from bed is the condition of Hoshi. Luckily she fully-recovered from her injury and acted like nothing happened yesterday, in fact she’s been running around all day. My parents decided that Hoshi needs to be tied, we just want to keep her safe. Hoshi is the opposite of Sheldon, she is very hyper and loves to chase people around. If Sheldon chooses the spot where the sunlight hits Hoshi prefers the spot where she can cool down.

     We’re told that dogs should only eat twice a day but my mom still gave her food for dinner. She have a big appetite for a one month puppy, so we had to take a little walk with her. Hours of daylight is already over but the sky remained radiant with vivid specks of dust and the glowing moon in its brightest color. Everything looks so clear that I can see how my mom and sister enjoyed running around with Hoshi, their smiles are the brightest of all. I do not have to look upward for a closer look for the stars, because they’re all here with me. There is no time wasted when I’m with them if I can keep this moment forever, I would.

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DAY 23: HOSHI*

April 7 2020

     Waking up early in the morning already became my daily routine. My mom told me that it is part of adulthood; #Adulting101 process and it’s a good news for her because I can help her in the household chores. The house is busy every morning, we begin our day by filling buckets and container with water that would be used for the whole day, since our zone’s schedule for water ration starts from 6:00 to 8:00 am only.

     I prepared the scrambled eggs, fried rice, pandesal, and coffee for our breakfast. And as we are having the meal, our neighbor Tita Tes peeked in while she knocks and greeted us a good morning which is rare thing to do in a normal day because peeking in while knocking doors and greeting them only  happens when there is an occasion, or if you’re in a musical film by which we are not. My mom greeted her back and told her to come in for breakfast, but she isn’t here for her “amiga”. Her gaze landed on me as she flashed her genuine smile, although I’m still puzzled I smiled back before taking another bite on my pandesal with egg. She came inside while holding the adorable puppy that she promised to give me as a gift on my 18th birthday. I sprinted toward her to have a closer look of those bluish pair of eyes, and her honey-color fixed on the fluffy skin of the treasure that she’s holding. She looked lovelier with her red ribbon collar, she really is a gift. Tita handed her to me as she greeted me happy birthday in advance. I thanked her a lot for giving me a present like this; the best gift I’ve ever received so far.

     We named her Hoshi as we planned. It suits her, she is a star in my eyes that I would love to be staring at. Stars are only visible to the eye at night, but not in my eyes. Now, I could always see a star whenever I want that’s why I regret getting her out of my sight this afternoon. I left her in our garage because my mom told me that we can’t let her stay inside the house. After I took a bath my aunt told me that Hoshi’s leg may be sprained, and she’s been crying because she can’t get up. I got worried because Hoshi getting injured at her first day here only shows how a bad owner I am. I immediately searched for home remedies and treatment for Hoshi. After that I followed the instructions; I let her rest her on my lap after being her instant veterinarian.

     Tita Tes and her twin sister Tita Lyn saw Hoshi’s condition while I was applying a cold compress on the swollen part of her leg. They told me that she’ll be fine I don’t need to worry that much, as if that would stop me from worrying. I just hope for her to get better, I don’t want to lose another pet again.

Hoshi / star; bituin/

“bituin, pasensya na kung kailangan mong umiyak nang umiyak. hiling ko ang iyong paggaling. salamat sa pagdating.”

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DAY 22: NEW STAR(T)

April 6, 2020

     I haven’t wrote for days because I became busier than usual, I’m still doing some of the online activities that our teachers gave us and I had to work double for our research paper because some of my groupmates doesn’t have an internet connection which makes me responsible for the paper. My mom is starting to get mad because I’m not getting enough sleep since then, she told me that I should obligate my groupmates too about it. I know I should but they can still help when classes resume, they can still contribute. It would not help if I will force things my way when I know I can do it. Aside from being busy on my subjects my sister and I also think on the name that we should call our pet. My mom said she wants her to be named Yuri, I want her to be called Nezuko which I got from watching demon slayer, but my sister doesn’t agree with it. So we browsed for pet names, and in the end we all agreed in the name “Hoshi” which means star in Japanese. I always loved the watching the stars, and I want to have my own star.

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DAY 19: ANY DAY’S OKAY

April 3, 2020

     Saturday is labada day but now labada day can be any day, like today. My mother decided to do the washing of clothes today because our dirty clothes are already piling up. My sister and I have to help her; I was assigned in the easier task because my mother because I still have period, says that I shouldn’t be wetting myself with water. I have to hang all the clothes to take advantage of the sun so that it could easily be dried. While I was doing it I was wishing for a bright day, and for our neighbors consideration; I hoped that it won’t rain and no one would burn leaves or anything.

     I can’t help it but to still miss my pet because like him; I was chasing the light coming from the sun. I was still in front of our house doing my chore when my mom called me. She was with Tita Tes whom she calls “amiga” that lives in the neighborhood. She is carrying a puppy with a honey-colored skin, and with white legs that looks like she’s wearing a pair of shoes. My mom asked me if I want her as our new pet, and I automatically said yes. Tita Tes handed me the puppy, and it was so adorable, I don’t want to let go. I thank her so much for the pet but she and my mother laughed in return. I thought she was already giving the puppy to me today, aww she told me that the puppy still needs milk from her mother but it would soon be mine. She said that she’ll give the puppy to me as a gift for my 18th birthday. Now, I’m very excited to turn 18 to have my gift!!!

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DAY 18: PECHAY

April 2, 2020

     There’s too much pechays in the house because my dad brought some more from a seller that goes in the airport to sell his vegetables. Literally too much to feed the whole family, so my Mom thought of dividing it and sell bundles of it in front of our house. Our neighbors weren’t good costumers, I mean they’ve been asking if we’re selling it when the obvious answer is yes their jokes about just giving it to them are generic. I’m not certain if they think its part of the April Fools’ celebration, forgive my manners but my blood has been boiling since I woke up and my hormones are also speaking for themselves. Today isn’t a good day for me to help in the family with such negativity, dysmenorrhea is eating up my positive thoughts. In days like this, my guitar is my savior. Plucking the strings as it gives off soft melodies, alleviates the pain; I can feel my soul on every strum, my mood lightens up as I change the chords. I don’t mind having callous in my hands; as long as I can play. I spend the day locking myself in the room to feel a lot better.

     It’s already late in the afternoon when my mom called me for lunch, and as we were eating she told me that she posted a picture on facebook that she’s selling pechays today. Obviously pechay is one of the dish served in our plates, and it’s really tasty. My dad mentioned it is freshly picked from the Gasan, that’s why. Then when it’s my turn to speak I asked my mom how did her business with pechay went, she told me that it was almost sold out after she posted it on facebook. There are still five bundles left, when she decided not to sell it all since we enjoyed eating it.

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DAY 17: FOOL of SURPRISE

April 1, 2020

     Time really flies so fast, I’d have to officially say hello to my birth month. If there wasn’t a quarantine then maybe I’m problematic by now on how I’d be celebrating my 18th birthday. To be honest this is a relief on my side, my parents especially my grandmother wanted me to celebrate my debut at her house in Bantauyan. They know that I can’t say no to Lola, by just thinking that she’s the one who insisted to have my birthday celebrated there will make me say yes on it even though I didn’t want to. I’ve been on debuts of my friends, acquaintance, and I feel pressured whenever someone asks me on my plans when I don’t really have one in mind. I mean, what difference does it make when we celebrate it every year? Well that’s just on my view, blame stoic philosophy videos that I’ve been watching on youtube for this perspective.

     Today is April Fools’, the same day of my previous crush-turned-almost-lovers-back-to-stranger’s birthday which also happened to be our neighbor that lives across the house. I greeted him a happy birthday earlier this day around 12 o’clock unintentionally, I just happened to remember it around 12 o’clock that’s all. He replied “thank you” this morning through chat but since I’m wide awake now, no midnight thoughts in mind; I didn’t bothered to reply.

My neighbors have been shouting their greetings outside their house and it’s really awkward to hear all of those, my mom and sister teased me to also greet him but as a hypocrite I looked at them with disgust, so they would stop doing it. As usual my little cousin, L.A went here to draw with me; we sat in the balcony and started scribbling lines on our sketchpads. I tried to focus on what I’m doing because this is one of requirements in our subject, it is easier and efficient for me to make a digital art but I feel like doing this. I mixed different references to come up with this idea; so my eyes are glued to my laptop and my sketchpad, until my eyes met a familiar gaze. My brows meet each other with a cringing smile that curved from my lips; I can’t explain this uneasiness. He was holding a plate with variation of food, he smiled at me and I don’t know how to react. It wasn’t that hot in here but my sweat raced from coming out on my forehead, and my hands when he brought the plate in the balcony and handed it on me. This uneasiness made me want to break my pencils and remove the pages of my sketchbook to cover my face out of embarrassment of messaging him at 12 in the midnight. I tried to act cool and the dripping sweat in my hands and forehead didn’t let me down. How nice, how cool. What a great way to celebrate the April Fools’.

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DAY 16: PROcrasTEENate

March 31, 2020

     Days passed by so fast, now that I don’t have a pet to play with everyday. I’ve come to realize that it’s already the end of the month and I haven’t done a single thing yet. By now, I’m not yet writing notes as part of the requirement on some of my subjects because I’ve been prioritizing first the activities to be sent online. I decided to start making a position paper in the living room but I ended up watching the movie in our TV screen with my sister who pushed me to watch it until the end by always making side comments and asking me what is happening about the characters that made my brain function on its own to analyze what is happening and what kind of relationship could possibly be existing between the couple in the story if it is an open relationship. It is a Filipino film entitled “Open Relationship” which is clearly about a relationship status which I find gibberish to begin with. You don’t have to be a love guru to tell that this wouldn’t work if you want to have a genuine and serious relationship because if it would be open for both parties to cheat then why should they settle on being in a relationship in the first place? I mean loving should be pure, right? I hated the story. The only thing that I liked about it is the part where Rome finally left his boyfriend. It’s a relief, I don’t want her to be hurt anymore (I know she’s a fictional character but we developed some kind of connection, okay?). Loving someone doesn’t mean forgetting about yourself. In the end of the movie I’ve learned something, that the living room with an open television isn’t the best place to be at if you really want to focus and be productive.

     Afterwards my Dad who came home from work brought us a watermelon and sweet potatoes that we ate as a merienda. I thought that was all that he got but he also brought too many “pechays” today, green leafy vegetable for the whole family. Looks like the pechay leaves will help us live, aye?

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DAY 15: DAY(D)

March 30, 2020

      Every morning I’ll go out to call Sheldon and see what he’s doing. He already has a morning routine as soon as he sees the sun. I’ll find him choosing a spot exposed to the sun to lay down. It’s fun to watch him do that as if he’s a real person who also gets strength from the sunshine, if I only know that he’d love sunshine every morning than anything then I should have named him Sol which means “sun” instead of Sheldon, my favorite character in the sitcom Big Bang Theory. I can still remember what happened three weeks ago when my mother’s friend offered us a puppy since her dog just gave birth, my sister and I chose him because he reminded us of our old pet Kristina who had the same color. My mother’s friend was giving us the biggest of them all but we still chose him because he looks kind, and we’re not wrong about it because until I haven’t heard him bark. I’m starting to doubt if he’s really a dog, or an angel? And I wasn’t wrong on that, he’s now an angel. It happened so fast that my mind doesn’t want to take it.

      I can still remember how my mom told me that Sheldon wasn’t in his usual spot, and they couldn’t find him so I also had to look for him. It was hard to find him because he doesn’t bark, and he’s very small, but still I found him lying under the shade of the plants in the garden. I called him because we have to feed him for lunch, but he doesn’t eat anything at all. My mom is worried as well so she tried to spoon feed him the food; it didn’t worked. Since we bathed him we’ve already noticed that he became weaker, the owner said that he’s already three months that’s why we thought that it would be okay. My uncle told us that we should be ready to let him go, because he might die in that case. I thought that he was only joking as he always do but later that night he Sheldon isn’t breathing anymore. My eyes hurt upon seeing my pet die. It felt like a curse, whenever we adopt a pet it dies in a young age. My dad told us that we shouldn’t have get Sheldon from the start because he looks vulnerable and weak, but that’s our reason why we picked him. We want to take him because he looks like someone who needs a lot of care, and we want to make it up for our old pet that we didn’t see grow older. Turns out that brown dogs aren’t really for us; the next time that I’ll have a pet I promise to be a better owner, and to not get a brown dog anymore because history repeated itself. For the second time around, I had to cry for a brown dog whom I loved.

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DAY 14: ART-RENALINE?

March 29, 2020

     Friday, Saturday, Sunday; I can almost see no difference between the days of the week that’s why today I forgot that it’s Sunday. I even took a bath earlier than usual because I was expecting that we’ll be having an online class today as a continuation of the discussion we had yesterday. That explains my mom’s confusion when I told her to remind me to prepare for my online class. Looks like time really flies fast when you’re enjoying, aye? Burps* Excuse me for I had a plate of sarcasm for dinner.

     Have you ever heard of the “adrenaline rush”, I thought that I’ve got one today but a different kind; I call it an “art-renaline rush”. It’s only a while when I realized that it’s Sunday that gives me more time for myself, and it’s been a month since I last filled up my sketchbook because I’ve been busy balancing my procrastination and school works. This quarantine my original plan was to fill up my sketchbook but I always end up on facebook scrolling for memes, youtube, complying on my online classes, and this is a cycle on repeat. I also help my mom doing the chores at home so yes I do the cooking, yes I do the cleaning, it’s not pun sometimes. I gathered up my things first and found out that my sister forgot my paintbrushes and other art materials in her classmate’s house, it irritated me because I have no idea that she borrowed it from the first place. The relationship that I have with my sister is a proof of the everlasting love and hate connection between siblings. We get along most of the time but the hate strengthens our not so perfect relationship.

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DAY 13: (PRO)castinate

    Procrastinating at its finest, when would the time where it’s not a sin to do that? Honestly, I don’t think that day would still come around this month. Whenever I try to rest or to take a break from social media, loads of work would welcome me as I comeback. So never mind to that, I would just check it every now and then so that I can be updated.

     If my mom sees me on the couch while holding my phone; she would order me around. This makes me remember the joke I’ve read online that says; “Buti pa ang Diyos sampu lang ang utos, eh si Mama lampas pa”. But I have a special technique that I have developed to avoid this from happening. It is to always stay at the kitchen beside my mom, watching whatever she is doing. There we would talk about random things, or the possible recipe that we could try to cook sometimes. By keeping my mother entertained, and voluntarily helping her; she doesn’t have to boss around and give orders. It’s a win-win situation for me because I don’t my mother to raise her voice because it is really irritating at some point, and I enjoy cooking, except the part where I would jokingly volunteer to wash the materials that she used for cooking and she would say yes please, “thank you anak”. My kryptonite, but this days like this doesn’t happen every day because I fulfilling online school works requires my time. Instead of helping my mom in the chores, I end up helping myself in the swivel chair facing my laptop in order to pass my activities, and pass this semester. “This too shall pass”.

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DAY 12: EXERCISE ?

March 27, 2020

    I woke up early this day, and to make it different I tried to use the app that I’ve downloaded last month on my tablet. It was a 30-day exercise plan, and I want to get rid of the belly fats that I got from eating sandwiches every night. That was a perfect opportunity to start exercising; my sister would have probably made fun of me if she ever saw me doing these stuff. I started off by placing the yoga matt on the floor and inspect if I could perform all the exercises indicated in the app. And as I was encoding this entry my stomach still hurts, so as my legs. Good thing I don’t have to use my stomach nor my legs to make this entry. For this day I’ve been reminded about the importance of stretching your muscles first before engaging to the exercise.

     I should keep in mind every time that I will be exercising to lose weight and try something different this quarantine, however my mother’s cooking together with my father’s pasalubong from work is hard to resist. Yesterday I told my dad that I missed eating our favorite fruit every summer; watermelon, and today he brought home a big one. How can I resist such temptation, it is from my dad and I don’t want to disappoint him. Welcome to the episode; Jimelying to herself, when will I say good bye to this part of me. I still don’t know, what I only know is when I would say good bye to you- now. Bye-bye!

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DAY 11: SHEldon not sheldon?

March 26, 2020

     It’s a relief that my allergies yesterday didn’t trigger my asthma, a good night sleep helped a lot yet I still feel tired. I have to blame my allergies for not being productive yesterday. To think about what I’m feeling right now, I think that I’m in no place to complain for being tired compared to the front-liners especially the medical personnel who are sacrificing their own health. When I was young I dreamt of being a nurse, or a pediatrician because the hospital is almost my commonplace and I saw how remarkable their job is. I idolized my uncle and aunt who are both nurses, and adore my pediatrician more because she helped me to alleviate the pain, I mean the medicines. But I don’t think that I can be as brave as they are, that’s why I didn’t pursued that childhood dream. This is why they don’t deserve all the discrimination that they are getting from the public. It was broadcasted that the medical personal are getting discriminated in Ilo-ilo, because they fear that they might be carriers of COVID-19. This is unnerving, they are risking their health to save those who are in need and instead of giving gratitude, the people are showing disgust and prejudice. What’s wrong with you people, have you always been this selfish and narrow-minded? There are too many bad news for today and I don’t want to give you all the stress.

     The truth is there are too many revelations for me today. Did you remember my puppy Sheldon? I named him Sheldon because I’m a fan of Sheldon Cooper of the sitcom Big Bang Theory, and because he’s a boy, well I thought he was. When my mother’s friend gave him to us, I told him that I want a male puppy because it’s hard to name a female puppy in my experience. I named our last puppy Kristina, it sounded weird I don’t even remember why I chose that. Anyway as I was saying, my puppy seemed to be very tired these days. He also lost his appetite, and I don’t know what to feed him anymore. My uncle has been teasing me that my pet might die because it is unusual for a puppy to be weak and unergic. I hope not, knock on wood I still want to see him get bigger.

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DAY 10: ALLERGY

March 25, 2020

     My eyes are heavy and I can’t keep my composure for a minute. I’ve been sneezing since I woke up this morning. Ugh, my allergies are attacking again and I’m not feeling well. I already took my medicine, and my mom is sick worried that I could have an asthma for this. She began sermonizing about it; she blamed our neighbor that’s been burning leaves and stuff (naga-siga) that maybe I sniffed too much smoke yesterday, then my laptop because I’ve been spending most of my time using it, carrying and playing with sheldon (my puppy) because his furs might triggered my allergy (though he doesn’t have that much fur), she also told me to avoid staying up late, and eating so much breads with margarine and sugar. Enumeration is my mom’s forte, she can literally give me a million reasons for this without a holding a medical degree hahaha.

    However, I still can’t feel any irritation towards her despite of this conversation because I’m already used to it and I know that my mom just really cares about me. She even made me a ginger tea (salabat) that I don’t like to make me feel better. I can’t still think straight up to now, I can’t concentrate on my sneezing hahaha. This day will surely be a long day with my allergies, I have to end it here so I can take a rest. Bye- bye!