#dreamtag or something

[thisisthevoice]

thinking about when i dreamt about exploring an airbnb with my friends as ive done in real life several times but in the dream the house was amazingly incredibly fucked up. the feature i remember the most is the Gnome Room. from one weird room you could climb vertically up into the Gnome Room (we called it this in the dream)

the Gnome Room was a surreal room with the ceiling and stuff painted sky blue and a little viewport window thingy up top that let vibrant rays of light in. the floor was lush grass. there were many many many tiny little gnome figures in said grass. haunting beautiful music that i can't even describe played in the Gnome Room

i think it's the weirdest feature i've encountered in a dream building and my dreams make some very Creative buildings

moral of the story: there was a Gnome Room

[thekirstenkhaye]

LIFE UPDATE: Year, Two Thousand Seventeen

What a year it has been already. It is now April 5th (in my notes on my phone) but actually I’m encoding this now using my laptop on the 7th of April. The first three months have indeed flew by so fast. Well, technically, not that fast but basically by just how things have felt, day after day slipping by my fingers for the past months, it surely did feel like it.

Actually it’s now 28th of April that I’m continuing this. Things have had happened and they all felt like they weren’t in my control. That was probably why I’ve been feeling like I couldn’t keep up with everything and get that time to sit and write down my thoughts about the things that have happened so far. It was a lot but let me try now, in this post to tell it all in a form of explanation yet also thoroughly constructed blog.

It honestly started last year when the job that I had where I was getting my income those days. It wasn’t really a job I must say. I just got lucky I guess? I found this group’s post on Facebook last year that says I could get $25 per week without doing anything. All I have to do was have a Facebook account. Which I obviously have. It wasn’t illegal by the way, and I seriously didn’t do anything anymore after they’ve set up what they needed on my account. I indeed got $15 instantly after the set up and another 15 after the second step then the weekly $25 came by for around 4 weeks. On the last week that I got $25, it was the week that I got this interview for the job that my aunt told me about wherein I did apply for. If you want to know more about that experience, you can read that here. So with that at hand during that week, I didn’t get to go online that much to check my e-mails and such hence I’ve read the e-mail of that group to me on a Friday which was their last working day. I contacted them ahead after knowing that there was a problem. We tried solving it, but I was too late, Facebook had blocked the only thing that was giving me some money those times that came from me, from my own perseverance to earn. I was so pissed off that time because it wasn’t even illegal, it wasn’t something that could make the users of Facebook feel bad or something. It was just pure business. But of course Facebook has its way to fuck up others so they said it’s for my account’s safety. How will I argue with that? So that happened, and to make it worse, the company who told me that they would still give me a job even if I wouldn’t pass the recording, didn’t contact me anymore. Not even a text or just e-mail that says, SORRY I WAS JUST LYING. Just kidding, but you know what I’m talking about. It’s not like that company was huge anyway.

Sooooo there’s that.

Those happened during the latter months of September and early weeks of October 2016. If those didn’t happen, those times would’ve been the times that I’d be so hyped with anything already since the Christmas season was just around the corner. But then again, I guess that was the trigger of me going back to my depressed state again. Oh and before I forgot, I also had a seizure attack before all of those happened. So the dosage of meds that I needed to take went higher. My anxiety wasn’t on its worse state after the seizure attack because I’m sure it was because I was proving to everybody that I was fine. That I was good, I was okay, I could have a job despite my condition, I just needed to discipline myself and take my meds on time. And yet after the seizure, the optimism in me started to get eaten up by my anxiety because of the things that have had been happening with the jobs that I thought would let me get to help my father to finance the list of medicine that I need. Symptoms of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder started to get more noticeable for me because I know them, I’ve read about them. With that in my mind, my anxiety just got more into me until I said to my aunt that I was living with those times that maybe it would be better if I’ll just stay at Sta. Monica (where my father and some relatives on my father side live) since I couldn’t take the guilt too already that she still had to think of me also every time she goes out of the house. I didn’t tell her that though. To make it simple, the family that I was staying with at the city had trauma too after my attack because it happened inside the C.R. when I was alone taking a dump so obviously the door would be locked. I got to shout before I got unconscious that’s why my aunt’s mom (who was luckily there when it happened) got to hear me and tried her best to open the door because I wasn’t responding already. Couldn’t blame them though. Long story short, I went back to Sta. Monica just to make sure there’d be people that will be around to look after me no matter what happens. Still sucks, but can’t do anything about it since my anxiety is still there in my head, making my insomnia worse. Speaking of anxiety, when I went back here in Sta. Monica, I thought I’d be fine already. I’d feel safer, hence the anxiety attacks I had (which were like one of the worse times of my life) scared the hell out of me that I had to ask my father if we could ask my neuro doctor already for sleeping pills or something. Because the first severe anxiety attack I had when I went back here, I had to wake my cousin (we sleep in the same room) up in the middle of the night because I didn’t know what to do with myself, I couldn’t breathe properly and I just couldn’t feel my body at all anymore. She had to wake up our aunts and my father to ask what to do. And when I saw them, I just cried and cried and cried and yeah. It’s just the worse feeling ever. I have two types of meds now that I’m taking to prevent them and also to make me sleep faster and better. It helps, yes. But with the sleeping part, mostly not.

Dealing with my health happened that’s why I got really spaced out from looking for a time to sit, write a blog and post on here. And while those were all happening from November to January, one of my cousins decided to get married on December (which I also helped out to organize; I did some stuff for her bachelorette party and their invitation for the wedding), my grandmother (mom’s side) decided to spend her Christmas here in the Philippines and to top all of that, Gravity confirmed his visit here on February (you all know that by now if you’re updated on my Instagram or if you’ve read this blog post). Before we all forget though, I had my dreamtag last year which was visiting cafés. So the pending posts of my reviews for the cafés I visited before all those things happened were also in my mind. Little by little, I was adding parts of the dreamtag blogs that I did get to post in a span of 6 months. I think, I only got to write that very short blog about Gravity visiting me was only because I really want to keep a memory of what I was really feeling before I meet him in person. I’m glad that I got to do it actually even though it was one heck of a time. I was seriously struggling to finish that blog because I couldn’t really focus much — anxiety was a bitch, still is for me.

Christmas was fine. I got photos posted during those times on my Facebook and also some on Instagram. I was seriously not in a festive mode during the holidays that’s for sure. I did try to have fun though. As much as I could. Oh and how life loves mocking me, guess what happened on New Year? I got high fever right before we had to go to the church and do the pre-celebration party. There I was, had to stay behind to snuggle in a blanket, shivering and trying not to get everyone worried when I was having an anxiety attack. I called my father up to the room to get me my pills for anxiety though. The rest of January went by too fast because of Gravity’s visit. I think I’ve spent most of my time, if not getting rid of my anxiety, finishing my last dreamtag blog post and writing down what I’ve been feeling while counting down the days until Gravity’s arrival, I was just being depressed.

Depression fades (it doesn’t entirely goes away, it just fades) from me feeling it when I try hard to put myself out there and do something productive. They helped a lot. Seriously a lot, especially last year when I started my dreamtag. But then it just started coming back when I stopped visiting cafés. You know those times when you can tell by your mind that you’re just thinking that you should be happy because some great things are happening in your life but then if you’re done making every one think that you’re happy, you just feel nothing. It was that way. It still is to be honest but I guess I know the way now how to feel productive again and you know, beat the feeling of depression again. I’ve been exercising since late last year. Like my regular therapy-like exercises plus some workout routines to strengthen my body. To be honest, when I don’t get sweaty in a day because of not exercising, I do really feel awful. So yes, that’s the solution to that. For now or for a lifetime since working out is a lifestyle after all.

Now that that problem’s solved... Okay folks, let’s just be clear here. It isn’t just that easy, please understand that. It takes your own willingness to feel better to have that. You see, I guess my first paragraph above is proof enough of that. I wasn’t really sure what to write during those two dates that I first tried. Okay, you know, to be honest, I’ve tried countless times to start writing again. But I just got that fire today. And it’s not even the 28th anymore because it’s now 12:35 am. Yes it’s late. Will I end writing this tonight before I go to bed? Hmm maybe my 2016 self would. But my 2017 self is trying to be healthy and strong so I’ll just continue this later when I wake up.

04-29-17 // 10:01 pm

Yes, I write this late hence I can’t finish a blog in one sitting. I think I have to fix my mind’s schedule now. Anyway, so let’s continue?

This part will be a lighter read already. All my plans and all good things will be on this part of the blog…

First off, I went back to my sane self for quite a bit on early days of January and wrote down stuff that I have to get done this year. Numero uno on that list was to try my best on getting my laptop fixed and it was because I knew that I need to write again. This blog isn’t just because I want to be like those known bloggers out there after all. NO. Definitely not. I think I’ve said this on here countless times already that this blog is my outlet. This is like my diary. I know I don’t have regular readers, but writing my thoughts and putting all of it out here helps me a lot to feel good and complete. I need my solitude and writing. This time that I get to have so I could write my thoughts out, I wouldn’t trade this for all the updated vlogs that I could watch in my subscription list on Youtube.

Speaking of Youtube, I’ve been hooked on watching vlogs already. I think it all started when I checked Laureen Uy’s Youtube Channel last year then after that, I came across a video on Instagram which was very funny and it was a clip from one of the videos of Liza Koshy on Youtube. Because of those two women, I decided to search and learn the ins and outs about the site. Hence I made an account on Youtube and that’s so I could subscribe to these women’s channels and be updated with their videos. From that moment, the people that I am subscribed to just kept on growing day after day.

Then out of the blue after watching the vlogs of Wil Dasovich, Daniel Marsh, Casey Neistat and Pewdiepie for over a month every day, I was like ‘What if I’ll just vlog? It’ll be much easier than writing all these words out of my head?’ Well obviously, that thought didn’t work out. I still like the idea though and some of my friends back in high school know how much I love recording videos and editing them to make them this one piece of film to remember the good times. I’d still do it somehow though but I wouldn’t pressure myself on it anymore. I know for a fact anyway that I have a passion on it, I just have to prioritize some things as of the moment. And blogging is what I need now more than ever.

I public have playlists on there though. You can just check them out for now.

With that said, I actually have numbers of titles here on my drafts already for the next couple of blogs that will be up soon. So be excited for those if you’ve reached reading up to here. The blog about my thoughts of finally meeting Gravity will probably be up next after this. Then a different blog will be up for all the plans that I have for this year. Yes, I decided that that will be on a separate blog post already. And of course, the 2017 Dreamtag, we should not forget about that. And if time and fate would allow it, there will might be a surprise soon. Who knows? Life is full of surprises after all.

I’ll just end this post right here, I guess? :)

Vivre la vie au maximum, folks!                          ~Kaye

[thisisthevoice]

wait i just remembered i had a dream about working at a weird dream version of home depot and i had this coworker who was WAY too into the job and putting WAY too much effort and soul into it and i tried to be like. dude you're replaceable!! you dont mean anything to this company they dont deserve all this effort!! if you dropped dead tomorrow theyd have a replacement lined up in 48 hours!! but they were NOT having it

[thisisthevoice]

remembering i had a dream where i was working at home depot but also not really? but the important part was. i got to say. over the PA system. attention associates gregothy in garden please come to the back lumber doors. gregothy in garden come to the back lumber doors. thank you :)

[thisisthevoice]

Had a dream yesterday that someone served me the most disgusting, lukewarm, vile tea that had chunks of stuff in it and I'm still getting viscerally disgusted when I remember drinking it

[thisisthevoice]

Also had a dream that this random guy named Ed was at our function and I found my dad doing compressions on him. Not questioning that my dad has no idea how or when to do CPR, I jumped in and took over compressions and Ed woke up and was like. Hey why are you doing that

Only then was I like. Oh I probably should have done this first (palpates his carotid pulse and checks his respirations) oh...

Other people who were there took him to the hospital and when he got back I read his medical report. It basically said he was OK, with some deficits that would get better over time

One thing in the report was his result on the "Theseus Test". I guess the test entails localizing specific locations on an Atlas of the world? Don't see what that was supposed to be testing but ok

[thisisthevoice]

I had a dream that I got mauled by a dog. 0/10

[thisisthevoice]

oh my god, a note in my sketchbook just made me remember a dream i had in fall last year. it was an incredibly long dream, and very narrative. i was a woman [specifically NOT myself - i was a whole different person] who was trapped in an alternate reality, trying to figure out how to get back to mine. i had a boyfriend? husband? who i lived with in the dream, in a shore-side town. he was a stranger. everyone was strangers, nothing was familiar, i was not in the dimension i was supposed to be, and i didn’t know how i got there and couldn’t remember where i came from, i just knew that it was all wrong

and the people i supposedly knew in this dimension thought i was crazy, i had to navigate around my boyfriend?husband? and evade him and keep trying to go back to my dimension. i remember swimming out into the ocean at one point trying to find an entrancepoint to my dimension under the water

it was rather bizarre

[thisisthevoice]

had a very intense [and mostly nonsensical, but yknow, dreams] about reconciling with the friend who ghosted me

brain, there’s not going to be a reconciliation, you stupid slut! pretty sure they still hate me and anyway im not open to reconciling with someone who would do something so immature and stupid

[thisisthevoice]

Had a dream about going to clinical. The patient was a nice older woman who sort of collapsed several times and I tried to get her oxygen saturation but I didn't have a pulse oximeter. And I didn't have my stethoscope but my partner did and I tried to use it for getting blood pressure, but in my dream nothing about that worked the way it's supposed to. But her vitals ended up being fine and no one seemed to give a shit that she kept collapsing. Her diastolic blood pressure was 34... which everyone said was normal even though irl you'd be dying. She was very independent other than that

The facility was a fucked up architectural labyrinth, but my dreams are always like that. I remember there was a huge outside portion with a labyrinth of sidewalks and tons of statues and memorials

[thisisthevoice]

i had a dream recently about like, me trying to navigate to my childhood home i lived in from the age of like 5-12, in google maps. i remembered the address, but everything about the program was like, fucked up - nothing looked as it does in reality. the weirdest thing that consistently kept happening is that i would navigate to the house and go to streetview but like, it always ended up being a house that was very close to water. the way it was close to water kept changing but there kept being a nearby ocean/great lake. now i grew up in a condominium outside rochester, lake ontario was probably a 30 minute drive from there. so even dream me knew this wasn’t right and was deeply confused

i kept seeing different views of the building and getting more and more deeply confused; at one point, there were pictures of water flooding the area and halfway covering the house; i got a view of my red minivan (RIP, i dont believe in dream symbolism but if i did this would totally be a symbol of how the minivan is goin to the scrapyard irl) 1. in the water, somewhat submerged and 2. a picture where it was mid-dive into the water. and i was just so fucking confused.

i kept looking for familiar details about the condo and i couldn’t find them. i think one view of the house ended up being a “historical” view with an old-ass family living in it, from like the 1800s.

this dream only sticks out to me because of the specific feeling of finding a picture of my van diving into water... on google maps. that’s so fucking dreamlike in all the best ways

[thisisthevoice]

im putting this here 2 save it

greesy smig-Yesterday at 2:27 PM

i had a weird dream....ok so like im not sure what i was ut i think i was like an official with an organization or someting and it may or may not have been the apocalypse

first i was at my house and it was winter? but over time as the dream progressed i was with a bunch of other people who were in my sameposition in like. a frozen wasteland by the water

my group had a leader guy who was giving us orders

and i think there was a disease going around or something. we were stockpiling medicine called ITAP

there were civilians in our headquarter building who needed the medicine

it was apparently in limited supply

some parts of the dream focused on fighting beasts.sometimes rEALLY BIG ONES

there was a lot of Drama it was sso movie-like

taking melatonin gives me intense dreams that have plotlines it's the most bizarre thing

i remember our little squad needed ITAP for one of our missions but we couldnt get any trhough the organization or something. but we knew our mission was REALLY IMPORTANT. i remember going into the civilian building into a basement-like area where some civilians were and rifling through their boxes of medicine, a woman who was in my squad and i taking just 2 each out of the many there. one of the female civilians was like "no, don't take our ITAP! we need that!" and i apologized and felt bad but the mission was Desperately Important.

[thekirstenkhaye]

#LifenigmaCafé Vol. 8 – Ohmar’s Cheesecake and Coffee

October 7, 2016 – it was raining that afternoon I planned on visiting this cute café two blocks away from the apartment where I was staying at during those times.

Again, just like the 7th volume of this dreamtag, this post has been long overdue since it’s been almost 3 months from the time I visited the place. Today that I am constructing this, we’re already on the last full week of January 2017; sorry about that. I promise, this will be the last overdue blog post for a dreamtag this year. After all, this will be the last volume for #LifenigmaCafé anyway. :)

If you want to read a glimpse of why I didn’t get to post this last year, click here. Now let’s proceed to the main purpose of this post…

Ohmar’s Cheesecake has been known in Olongapo for quite some time already before it had its physical store. Actually, one of my cousins only told me about this when I went to their house and asked if I was still looking for a café to visit for my blog. But when she first told me about it, I was planning to visit other cafés already so I haven’t got to check it ahead. Thinking about it now, I guess that wasn’t so bad for me to do back then, you know. Because if I had checked it the first time my cousin suggested it, the physical store wouldn’t have been operating yet hence it’ll just end the same way—me looking for a different café to visit. However, after going to Hugot Burger last year on September, the same cousin of mine suggested again this place. Thus, I said Okay, give me a link so I can look ahead of what this café is all about. Of course I’ll have to do that first so I would know what I can write about, what I should expect or you know, just to make sure that it has something different with it from the places I’ve visited before.

Once I’ve had looked through Ohmar’s facebook page, I instantly decided that it should be my last volume because they’re pretty known already so I thought that it’ll be easier to write something about it because I thought they would prove all the reviews right anyway. Other than that, I loved how they have a tag line and it was a great one. Right there and then it was fixed, I told my cousin who suggested it that we’ll visit the place, and I’ll just call her when that would be. But it hadn’t even been after a week yet of my confirmation to my cousin, I’ve had been seeing my friends from Olongapo posting about it already. It was booming so much that I was just like, oh fuck it, I’ll just go and blog about it already while it’s still hot on trend. Because duh? It might gain me readers, you know. I wanted that to happen during those days because the previous establishments I’ve visited had noticed me and was inviting me and all that to their expansion day or something like when they have something new in their menu. That was pretty crazy and it was fun, okay? So I just went with it. Strike while the iron is hot, right?

I told my cousin we’ll go on Friday if she’s free that day because I sent a message to Ohmar’s page already before deciding for a day to go. I asked what would be the ideal time to go when there wouldn’t be much customers yet. I love my solitary moments, alright? LOL. Okay, going back. They replied ahead—very responsive so that’s a plus point! They told me that it should be by morning when they’ve just opened for the day. When they told me that it should be that early, I realized shit would they be available that early? I asked one more cousin of mine to go with us so that was the dilemma so I told them about it and asked what day would they be available that kind of time. So that’s where the Friday came up. So, did I go early?

I did not do just that. LOL. Of course, the procrastinator that is me thought it’s okay, it’ll be fine, it’ll work if we will go by afternoon. Okay, but can I just give that it was raining endlessly that day as an excuse? No? Okay, whatever. Haha. But yeah, that’s what happened. It wasn’t so packed with customers, though so it still worked when we got there. I got to take decent photos at least without other people ruining the view (lol sorry, that’s so mean of me). What got me a bit shy (and so very conscious) was when I told them that I was the one who messaged them, about having to take photos hence asked the time when people are less. Because since then, Miss Daisy and Sir Ohmar told me that they were waiting for me and told me the story of how they assumed one customer for me because that person came early. Oh gosh, that was such a facepalm-ing moment. What’s more embarrassing there was that, I planned to bring a DSLR camera that day but I ended up taking pictures using my phone (it’s only iPhone 5s so I’m sorry with the photos’ quality) because my cousin (the son of my uncle who owns the camera I was supposed to use) decided to use it on the same day. So you know, it was just soo awkward and weird, and so embarrassing taking pictures with strangers around looking at you adjusting, taking photos when I was just using a phone. You know that thinking of people nowadays when you want an aesthetic shot of your photos, they’d instantly comment with “ayy blogger” like can’t they just shut up and mind their own business by not looking my way. LOL kidding. But yeah, somehow that’s how I felt.

These are the lovely couple who owns Ohmar’s Cheesecake and Coffee, Mrs. Daisy and Mr. Ohmar Garcia.

I guess that was too much blabs pre-tasting what’s on their menu. Now let’s move on to what we ordered, shall we?

DISCLAIMER: I haven’t had faced my peculiar intolerance for cheese that day yet, so I wouldn’t really go in depth commenting with how their cheesecakes are, okay? Although of course before I even went to this place I’ve loved Blueberry Cheesecake already because (who doesn’t in the first place? Lol) we’ve been making it at home so that’s the only taste of cheesecake I know. Alright? And again, I must remind you, I am not a professional blogger, so don’t think I’m a food blogger. I just explore, discover and blog the things I want to share about my experiences in life. Okay? Are we clear here now? If you get what this disclaimer meant already, you can now continue reading. :)

Cheesecake ala Mode – Php 100.00

This is probably my favorite because it has 2 scoops of ice cream on it. I mean, yeah, okay the other cheesecakes didn’t taste bad, but this one really stood out. I wouldn’t ever complain for its price. I honestly couldn’t say anything more because everything in this place balanced each other out. 

Yema Cheesecake (miniature) – Php 50. 00

If you’ve been reading the #LifenigmaCafe tag from the beginning, you’d know that I am not really into sweets that much. Unless of course if I am in the mood to feed my diabetic genes and risk my body to the possibility of me having diabetes. Living life gets tiring for me sometimes, yes, I won’t deny that. But I am passionate about living life and proving the entire world that whatever life throws at me, I’ll make it through to the next day. So, I still watch my health as much as possible. We all have to in the first place. So yes, this cheesecake was okay. Nothing really tasted bad. It’s just I wasn’t really into sweets that time, plus well, there was a grated cheese on top so that was kinda… my cousins liked it though so I guess that says something more than how my irritating picky taste buds reacted.

Blueberry and Oreo Cheesecakes (miniature) – Php 50.00/each

I bought these to bring home for my cousins and aunt that I lived with that time at the apartment. They loved it, they actually visit the store from time to time now when they get the cravings for cheesecake since it’s just two blocks away. One thing I like about this is there packaging for the take-outs. I’d say it’s bad for the environment since it’s plastic (gotta take care of mother nature you know) but then I couldn’t really think of a better alternative for it. Probably a carton pack would do? But either way, since I still couldn’t think of a better stuff to suggest about that as of the moment, I’d say that I was impressed with the take-out box because they made it so handy for their customers to bring home. So kudos to that!

Mixed Berries – Php 110.00

I loved this so much. If I ever go back to the place, I’d still probably get this and partner it with some lightweight cheesecake. The flavors of the berries are just so on point. If I wasn’t already full from tasting everything we ordered I would definitely have had emptied my bowl too. That’s one thing I loved about it actually! They put it in a bowl. It’s unique, you’ll know it’s a different type of beverage because it was put in a different container.

I ordered 3 different things for our beverages. Only my order is all I could remember the name of so just click here for their full menu. Actually I just figured that the photo I linked through the phrase on the previous sentence for the menu board don’t show their entire menu so if you want to know the prices and all, just head onto their FB page and message them there. The two photos above are the ones that I couldn’t remember the name of. Sadly I also forgot where I’ve put the receipt I asked from them so I couldn’t really figure out what the names of those are. My cousins loved them though.

We didn’t get to empty everything out (aside from the cheesecake ala mode because I destroyed that, I can’t not do it, it was amazing) maybe because all we ordered were very sweet and they all didn’t balance much. Maybe if we ordered hot coffee too instead of all lattes and a shake, there’ll be a possibility that we’d get them all done. Besides, it was also raining that time so it’s kind of weird to be honest to eat and drink all we’ve got. If it wasn’t for all those excuses, we’d surely get them all cleanly finished. They all tasted great, their serving were great too. There’s really nothing bad that I can say with what they offer from the kitchen. I’d very much want to try their hot coffee though. I’d probably go there with Gravity on Februaury because yayy we’ll finally get to see each other in person and it’ll be on the love month. And I mean, where else should I bring him at, right? Of course I’d love to drink coffee and eat sweets in an establishment that promotes love more than anywhere else.

The atmosphere inside the place was superb too, though. But I don’t think it would be the same if the place was packed. I’m just glad that when we went there, it wasn’t that packed with people, or else I’d probably have a bad review about it. Speaking of the things I didn’t very much appreciate about the place, it’s probably the chairs. I mean, alright, don’t come at me, okay? The interior design was outstanding! No doubt about that. I love the quotes on the walls. It was well matched with the theme they’re going at. I love the color combination. The lighting was great too but having more natural lighting would’ve been much better, nonetheless everything is great. It’s just, this is only for me, okay? In my perspective, I don’t think I could be comfortable sitting alone in that place. Especially because you wouldn’t get to lean your back when using their chairs. The high chairs were cool, yeah. But if you would want to read a book or do something on your laptop there, the chairs won’t add up for anyone to be comfortable. Ohmar’s Cheesecake can compete against Starbucks and Coffee Bean, okay. That’s all I wanted to say. They could be that big. But those store have so much comfortable ambiance, even the new Seattle’s Best in SM has the same ambiance. And with almost the same prices of products to offer? If I am a consumer, especially for someone like me that could spend hours in a café reading a book while ordering stuffs once I finished my initial order, even though I love what Ohmar’s can offer me than those mainstream cafes could I’d probably still choose to go to them because I can do anything I want and stay as much as I want there even though they get packed with people. You know why? It’s because I am comfortable, I wouldn’t get anxious about the people waiting for me to get off of my seat. That’s the only problem I have with Ohmar’s Cheesecake, I guess. But if they get that all worked out. It’ll be haven of love.

This is their tagline that I was talking about up there n the first part. Isn’t it great? 

I decided to finish writing and post the last two cafe reviews from where I went to last year for my dreamtag because of this place’s tagline. I love living life, I love experiencing things and share them to other people through this personal blog of mine, and when I saw my post on Instagram from the day I went here while browsing through my profile, I remembered why I started my dreamtag. And this is what I love more than anything else about Ohmar’s, their tagline reflects from the couple. Once you are in the store and you get to talk to these two, you’d feel the love of them for each other radiating and you wouldn’t get to help but feel giddy for them and be like, “ Oooh they’re so lovely” and you know, just believe that what you are going to get from them are really made with love. And I think that’s the best thing about Ohmar’s Cheesecake. It’s not just business for them, it’s shows you that it’s their passion. 

As I said on my post last year on Instagram when I went here: Even on a rainy day, a dream will still be a dream if you do everything for it to come true. 

So just go for what you want to do in life, never give up. Setbacks are normal, but you just have to keep on going. 

Keep enjoying small grabs, and making big memories!

    ~Kaye

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for some reason I had not one but two dreams about hanging out in Barnes and noble and in the first dream for some reason I found a sweet binding of isaac shirt that I wish actually existed