#sampgyupsal

[twisterhush]

#sampgyupsal (at 1970 Malolos)

[jing0307]

#sampgyupsal 🍽 (at Bulgogi Brothers Resorts World)

[itsthatkidjeo]

Writing About Writing

Writing never seemed fun or interesting for me. Unlike people who stutter and stumble upon their words when talking, I find it hard for me to articulate my mind when writing, the words that pop out, later fade out. I actually dislike everything about writing as it shows what a mess of a head I have. On normal days when nothing decent comes into my mind, I call a friend to write about my requirements for school. On busy days when everyone has something to do, I find someone to pay just to finish my school papers. Actually, I’m on the verge of letting someone do this blog for the sake of passing my course, and take note, I’ll probably pass this blog late at night or we never know. Yes, this is because of the messy head I have—or maybe not.

Recently, I’ve talked about how aspiring bloggers need to be interested in the piece they’re writing in order to interest other people too. Perhaps, that’s what I found just now, ‘interest.’ 

It’s been a long time since I met my highschool friends or barkada. I reside in Manila due to my college being there, and my friends are almost all in Pampanga. That’s why when I came back for a short while, we decided to meet in SM Pampanga. Before all of us, barkadas met, some of us ate bibimbap in the Foodcourt in order to save money. After a while, we went outside to sight see the Sky Ranch and talked a little bit before going to Bacolor to go visit friends there. While on a ride at that time, I thought of how uninterested I am in so many things—of displeasing coffees, too peaceful places, and unknown people in general—just like how uninterested I am with writing.

When all of us finally met, I felt a part of me awaken. I was happy, perhaps euphoric. And I never had an exhilarating day that I would be typing this and writing this on my own. I too, was shocked that I found myself ridiculous at this moment.

With that, I can’t help but compare writing to everything that happened that day. Bacolor at that time, was like a sleeping city for me. With its own state college, DHVSU, standing in front of their dorm, the small restaurants, the stores, and the marketplace, they were all in a deep slumber and the only thing that was accessible was the 7/11 near their dorm and the Alfamart. Everything seemed so unfamiliar to me, too opposite in Manila, and something that I would dislike. Actually on normal days, I would avoid peaceful places like this. But somehow, I was more lively than I am in the wild city. It felt strange, like how I am writing this now.

Going back, I thought we will never find something to loaf around until a few strive away from their dormitory. The Sampgyupsal place looked like a normal-looking restaurant. To my surprise, it only costs 199 for an unlimited meal. I didn’t expect much, that’s why I wasn’t shocked when they served us fatty meats and a cheese that tastes like sopas. But who am I to complain? It was reasonable for the price, and I couldn’t care less as I was with important people.

As we chatted for more, I couldn't believe that everything in that city was cheap—the dormitories, restaurants, the cost of living in general was almost 5 times of what it costs me in Manila!

So what am I even talking about?

Ah, yes.

That place is strange.

I am strange.

Because I am writing about this right now.

Someone who detests everything about displeasing coffees, too peaceful places, unfamiliar people, and writing in general, is actually writing right now. Goodness, I am writing!

Writing for me was never fun nor interesting. But I guess I just never had an exhilarating day that I wanted to write every moment down. As someone who has a messy head like mine—I know you already know with my way of writing—writing still can never be impossible. When you find the most interesting people in your life, or maybe it’s just the day, you’ll also be able to jot it down like the back of your head knows every right word to put down on paper.

How about you? What do you want to write?

[burpblessings]

The so called #DalagaDay or was this night since it was for dinner. 🤔 #RomanticBaboy for that #FoodIsLove x #BurpBlessing Sampgyupsal treat. 🐷🥓🔥 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cbl8OY0J9-o/?utm_medium=tumblr

[0asis-sanctuary-0wn]

Journal #2 - June 29, 2020

i should be making this journal daily but i totally forgot about it.. and actuallt there is nothing much happening in my life ever since.. well there is but not so many so yeah anyway i am just going to recap myself from the day I started my first journal which was last june 12. 

june 13 -i was not feeling well

june 14- another sad and depressed day, so i just slept my way through the day..

june 15- started my day with a fight with my mom.. was out of the house for hours because of a check up, finally got the time to talk with some friends (bros).

june 16- lazy unproductive day

june 17- another lazy unproductive day and just let the time past

june 18- talked to friends (afuk) it was fun

june 19- very productive day.. it was 6th anniversary of MAMAMOO 

june 20- was unproductive but woke up early than usual

june 21- it was a semi productive day. i noticed that i can;t control my emotions

june 22- it was a semi productive day today but it was more than yesterday.

june 23- another ordinary day. semi productive again 

june 24- it was a long day,,, my feelings, emotions are all over the place

june 25- productive day,.. cooked for the family (samgyup), i also completed an online course about content creating

june 26- idk but i wasnt feeling well. i feel like i dont have the energy and mood for the day.

june 27- because of the coffee i drank last night I slept around 5 am. it was a semi productive day, i put on make up today and it felt nice.

june 28- semi productive day put on make up again. it was PRIDE DAY!

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JUNE 29, 2020

for today, i slept early last night but i still slept thoughout the morning... idk where i get the tiredness i feel. and for the longest time i still have my menstruation. so it is more than A MONTH... i ate sampgyupsal again today because there is still some left from the other day... then i slept for two hours in the afternoon waking up at 5 pm knowing it was Hwasa’s MV premier! it was so beautiful and precious! she did a great job...

there is one thing i realized and it is that the reason I cant or i am having a hard time forgiving my mother is that. if i forgive her again just like before she will just return to her old ways. it is almost a month now that I am not sleeping in our room. and i feel like i dont have any place in this house. I dont even have my own room... i feel really alone in this house. but i just cant go and leave because of the fucking corona but anyway.. im done for today.. i still have an online course that i need to finish :)

[diwabelle]

she shines bright like sun and blooms like a flower, oh i forgot to tell you that she's my sunflower 🌻 (at Muhan Sampgyupsal) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bss3cc2AjKX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2xgd728cca9e

[eldyrrl]

Korean night ❤️ (at Muhan Sampgyupsal)

[ayrshhhhh]

Sampgyupsal night with the forever nakakayamot friends ❤️ char! 😂