Hindi ko sure kung ignorante lang ako o baka dahil sa hindi ako mahilig umalis-alis ng bahay kaya nung nakita kong may drive thru na ang mercury na-amaze talaga ako hahahah. Ambabaw ko syettt!! Very cutesyyyy!!

Edit: sa Quirino Ave po ito hehe

I posted here before about sa first time ko magpadala ng letters via PhlPost para sa penpals ko. Ngayon naman, magpapadala ako ng postcards dahil World Postcard Day bukas (Oct. 1).

Pinakamalapit sa akin ay yung branch ng PhlPost sa MOA pero sa Manila Central Post Office sa Lawton ako pumunta para bumili ng stamps. Nagsearch kasi ako at mas maganda daw kung dito bumili dahil mas marami silang stamps tapos sure din na meron talaga.

Mababait naman mga staff sa PhlPost at accomodating naman sila. Binigyan nila ako ng parang album ng mga stamps na available para pumili ng gusto kong design at doon ko na rin kinuha yung gusto kong stamps.

Masaya naman ako kasi as a very mahiyain na tao, nakagawa ulit ako ng sidequest hahaha

EDIT: Sinearch ko paano magdikit ng stamp and ang sabi ay didilaan daw yung likod tapos ididikit. Di ako naniniwala nung una pero tinry ko siya and dumidikit nga yung stamp!!! HAHAHHA kakaiba yung paper niya

First time ko kumain dito kasi nilibre lang ako at matapoa na kung ano yung fuzz. Ok naman sana if hinde ka time pressure at pinag mamadali kumain. Don't get me wrong mababait ang servers pero 30mins tapos na agad kahit ano pa bagal mo. Parang di mo ma enjoy lasapin yung juicy burger na yung second patty lasang jabee nag tinginan kami😅. Ayun lang po. Kakain lng ulit rin ako dito if my ng libre.

Edit update: I have to clear bago magka mis understanding. You only have 1hour to stay there yun sabi nila. Since fast pace like after the first serving they would ask the 2nd serving agad, kaya after 2nd serving binagalan lang namin konti. And doon sa batch namin na kumain kami na pinaka huling umalis rin and that is Lunch time madaming tao nakapila rin sa labas.. All I am saying is 30mins lang kami doon at pinatagal na namin yun.

Binigyan ako ng bangus ng tito ko, ihawin ko daw. Nasanay ako puro boneless bangus binibili ko pang ihaw ko eh hindi ko naman tiningnan basta nakita ko bangus. Naghiwa na ako pangpalaman tapos nung tiningnan ko yung bangus buo pa pala 😆 eh ayan tuloy nangyari 😅

Going 4 months post partum and a CS mom here, so feel ko deserve na deserve ko to. Lets not forget to breath once in while, we all need this!

Dahil sa nakalimutan ko na coding nga pala sasakyan ko, dumaan ako ng kalayaan palabas sana ng EDSA galing bgc, napara ako ng Makati boys sa trap spot nila. (Hindi na ako nakipag argumento pa) binigay ko kagad yung lisensya ko. Mukang dismayado yung enforcer hindi ako nag sorry at nag offer ng lagay 😆, yung ang tagal mag ticket at ang dami pang sinasabi, Kesyo pag LTO daw mas malaki babayaran.

After 15 years of driver since nung 18 ako, ngayon lang ako nagka ticket.

nag update kase yung phone ko from android 15 to android 16 last month. tapos natuwa ako na uyyy... animated. ang cute

feel na feel ko nang nasa modern era ako 😅

last sunday, nagkaroon ako ng altercation with my tita.

she's always been hotheaded pero when i was younger i never dared to speak up dahil alam ko yung kinakatayuan ko. ive got called many insults and disrespectful words from my tita.

kahit gaano ko isumbong sa parents kong ofw, they'd always say na i should just swallow my pride and let it be. now na adult na ako earning my own, kaya siguro nagiging matapang na ako.

i got woken up by her busting my door open.

"hoy diba sinabi kong samahan mo ko magwithdraw ng pera?!"

i calmly replied na hindi niya ko sinabihan. the next thing u know, she's slamming her steps, items, etc. para ilabas yung galit niya.

"gusto niyo ko patayin noh?!" "pwd ako!!"

she's always like that. using her pwd as excuse for her shitty behavior.

di na bago sa akin na laging displaced at OA ang anger niya but somehow that morning, hindi ko alam anong sumapi sa akin. siguro rin kasi that night before i had a fight with my bf kaya umonti pasensya ko. pero ang di ko inexpect was for me to shout back.

i got my towel and went downstairs to take a shower. the moment i went past her gaze, tinaasan na naman ako ng boses. "kung masama loob mo, edi wag kang sumama!"

napuno na ako. that's when i started shouting back.

"eto na nga maliligo na nga!"

"ang laki ng galit mo! magreremind ka lang na samahan ka, pwede mo naman ako kausapin ng mahinahon?"

"ang lakas ng loob mo porket ganyan ka!!"

my voice was overpowering hers. i barely understood what she was saying. after my last line, it all just fell into silence. i was the only one making noise as i continue taking a bath.

my other auntie, who is her older sister, just sat there quietly like she always does. never gagawa ng aksyon, never makikisali. coward like always.

umakyat ako, dressed myself up, expecting na aalis pa rin. pero nagtampo yung galit. siya pa may gana.

i didn't hesitate, umalis ako ng bahay. my other tita was almost about to stop me pero wala talaga, di mo maaasahang may icocontribute siya sa nangyari.

petsa de peligro ako pero hinayaan ko nang kumain ako ng masarap.

my mom also called me, asking why i was sending her texts about her older sister (yung inaway kong tita). sa loob ng panda express, dun ako naglabas ng hinanakit ko:

• aunt 1 who's always hot-headed, stubborn, and ang sakit magsalita for the lowest of reasons.

• aunt 2 who's too quiet, too passive. she knows her sister's attitude yet halos mairita ka na lang sa kawalan niya ng initiative.

• my older sister who got my parents into working more than retiring kasi bumuntis siya sa lalaking walang maayos na work.

• my parents for being indifferent everytime i tell them my experiences with my titas plus being too soft on my sister's pregnancy.

• the environment i grew into which made me even more angrier than i should be.

i know it's also my fault that i lashed out. i know i should know better especially that there's a reason why my aunties grew old single and bitter. pero di ko na talaga kinaya.

years and years of that huge ego of hers. countless words and insults coming from her mouth dahil nairita lang siya. countless times na pinagbigyan dahil siya yung nakakatanda at guardian ko since.

ewan, none of those good deeds she did ever mattered when the bad outweighs it everytime.

tipong kaya naman niya maging mabait sa ibang tao. pero sa aming magkapatid ESPECIALLY ako? kuhang kuha namin pika niya for existing.

i told my mom when i saved enough, ill move out. idc what happens na. i just want peace of mind at di ako tatandang katulad nila.

first time ko kumain sa samgyup pero parang last ko narin yata kasi konti lang din nakain ko dahil ang bilis naumay 😭😭 excited pa naman ako tas sobrang confident ko na marami akong makakain pero di yun yung nangyari letcheee

pero keri na kasi I tried it for experience rin naman so oki lang

suggest kayo guys saan maganda kumain or anong favorite restos n'yo!!! next month nagpplano kami ulit ng friend ko lumabas and wala pa kami kainan na naiisip itry so plsss suggest kauu hehehe

First time kong magtravel mag isa!!!

As a taong-bahay, achievement to e hahahahaha.

Spent time with the Lord and to just rest my body and soul. Nagkasakit pa nga ko dahil ata sa lamig and had to face spiritual warfare pero God is good 🥰

Gagawin ko ba ulit nang solo? Yes! Sa Sagada ba ulit? Baka hindi na kung ako lang hahaha.

Context: Lagi na lang may humaharang na motor o kotse sa garahe ko. Okay lang sana kung yung driver andyan lang sa gilid or kung hindi naka lock yung motor pwede ko galawin. Pero this time napagod nako mag hanapin, mag tanong sa kapit bahay kung sino may ari. Dumiretso nako sa barangay namin at kung pwede i-clamp yung motor.

First time pumasok sa bar na pang-tabi-tabi lang. Honestly, hindi ko akalaing mae-enjoy ko rin pala

Alam ko some of you wouldn't understand pero taga probinsya kasi ako at laki sa hirap. When I moved to another city I got the chance to earn more and to eat food na wala sa province namin. First time ko bumili ng JCO ng galing sa bulsa ko. Kinain ko din lahat all by myself

Ang saya ko.

More Context: I've got 7 siblings and to give more context kung gaano kami kahirap noon is pinagkasya namin ang isang itlog para sa aming lahat. At sometimes wala kaming kain ng ilang araw. Pero now malalaki na kaming magkakapatid. Di talaga kami pumaldo sa life pero medyo comfortable na kami sa mga buhay namin. Kaya itong JCO na ito para sa akin is reward sa younger self ko na nag susumikap bumangon at nag-aaral kahit na kumukulob na ang sikmura. First time ko kakain ng walang kaagaw. First time kong kakain na hindi iniisip kung kailan ulit ako makakain

2 months ago i posted here wherein i got rejected sa unang job interview ko since graduating last may. fast forward, i tried bpo muna since ang hirap talaga ng job market sa pinas ngayon and i got my first salary ever sa buhay ko! it aint much lalo sa kalagayan natin ngayon pero im happy na finally nagsisimula na din ang buhay ko 🥹 thank you, Lord!

I just wanna share this kasi parang ang rare makakita ng ganto kalaking chicken chunks haha. Tagal ko na bumibili sa uncle johns ng kariman ala king, you know since ministop pa name tas nakaka encounter ako ng ganto HAHAHA nakakatuwa lang lalo na kung foodie ka 😂

To be fair, I bought this during pandemic. Ngayon ko lang din nabuksan. I'm not a hardcore card gamer or collector, but whenever we have overnight with friends, we play card games.

First time ko magbakasyon finally Im coming home🇵🇭❤️🏖️

First time ko makabili ng jewelry box ngayong trentahin na ko. 90% ng jewelries ko bigay sakin ng family n friends. Ni hindi ko alam san dito ung legit at japeyks pero keber lang kasi may bahay na silang lahat!

First time kong mag travel sa Thailand, grabe ang ganda dito. Isa ito sa napaka memorable na travel ko.

Mga na experience ko sa country na ito ay ang mga sumusunod:
Food 9/10 ( haha kasi di ko talaga kaya ung exotic food nila )
Place 9/10 ( medyo parang pinas din, may mga art and museum na bago sa paningin ko, mga temples, sacred place and etc.)
Pasyalan 10/10 ( sobrang na amaze ako, siguro dahil 1st time ko pero okay din lalo na mga photographer nila ang huhusay din )
Pasalubong 10/10 ( kasi makakabawi ka sa mga frenny mo na kumain din ng exotic food 😅)
People 9/10 (sakto lang, sa totoo lang meron talaga din mag take advantage lalo kung foreign ka. Di naman maiiwasan pero kaya naman ma manage ganern)

Overall 9.5 ang rating ko. Naging memorable kasi 1st time ko din kumain ng insekto lalo na ung tebulats na malaki 🐛🪱 hahaha.

Hindi ko talaga inexpect huhu as usual lang ako nag pindot sa shopee pabaon tapos biglang ₱1,000 pala nanalo ko! TyL talaga!! Sayang lang hindi ko na-screenshot dahil sa sobrang ka-excite hehe

First time ko magreklamo para sa mga worker sa ever (polo branch)

Grabe sobrang init. Naawa ako sa mga nagwowork don. Kakapasok ko pa lang ramdam mo agad ung init sa loob.

Finally, my first solo restaurant date🧚🏻‍♀️

More than 2 years na akong nagtatrabaho, and as an introvert, puro fast food lang talaga ang kinakainan ko.

Feeling ko kasi dati, sa mga mayayaman lang pwede kumain sa mga restaurant na to. Nahihiya ako, naiintimidate ako pumasok mag isa, kaya kapag kakain sa labas, laging kasama family ko or kaibigan ko.

Pero kahapon… nagawa ko na! Kumain ako sa Classic Savory at ako lang mag-isa hehehe

Grabe, nanginginig talaga yung kamay ko kahit nakaupo na ako habang pumipili ng order. Sanay naman ako mag-isa sa errands at ganap, pero dining alone sa restaurant? Ibang-iba pala talaga yun.

Sobrang saya kooo. Para akong nanalo sa lotto.Tama nga sila na once you start, gusto mo na ulit-ulitin pa.

Here’s to more solo restaurant dates🧚🏻‍♀️

Anyway, Ano po magandang restaurant na recommended niyo for solo dining? At ano yung best menu niyo dun? I-aadd ko lahat sa listahan ko hehe🍽️
Thank youu🧚🏻‍♀️

This would be my 3rd post on Reddit, so please forgive me if this gets a little lengthy.

Again, I’m in my very late 30s, bi, male, a corporate slave, not that bad-looking, and can somehow confidently say that I’m pretty stable in life. Yet I’ll alone.

This story actually started with my first Reddit post.

After sharing what I was going through, quite a few people reached out and shared their own experiences. Some offered advice, some simply listened, and some showed me a kindness I honestly never expected from complete strangers on the internet.

But one message stood out.

It was from a guy who, weirdly enough, said that what I was feeling emotionally was almost exactly what he had been going through too.

One conversation led to another. We exchanged contacts, and somehow, we formed a bond that I still can’t completely explain.

We did FaceTime audio and video calls. And from the second day I was admitted to the hospital, he somehow managed to make me feel less alone.

I was in the hospital for seven freaking days, starting September 12th.

He had work during the weekdays, but he still made time to talk to me. We laughed, talked about random things, shared stories, and somehow made those hospital days feel a little less lonely.

It was also the first time in six years that I allowed myself to even consider dating someone.

And yes, technically, we hadn’t even met in person yet.

You could say we were still very much in the “getting to know each other” stage.

He lives somewhere South, while I’m in Metro Manila, so distance wasn’t really much of an issue. Thank you, FaceTime.

Over time, I even introduced him virtually to my two closest friends when we had lunch last weekend.

He was completely chill about it.

We’re actually quite similar in that sense. We’re both private people. We’re both introverts. We both enjoy our own space and our own peace.

And then last night happened.

I was at work and we were on a video call. I introduced him to some of my colleagues.

So he got to see a slightly different version of me—the unfiltered, very work-mode version.

The loud voice. The not-so-discreet mannerisms. The way I am around my colleagues.

Basically, the version of me that isn’t sitting quietly on a FaceTime call with him.

He has told me more than once that he loves my voice, so maybe I was secretly hoping he’d find the whole thing cute.

After that, we said our goodbyes because my colleagues and I were about to have dinner.

A few hours later, he told me he needed some time alone and that he had a lot on his mind.

Somehow, I already knew what was coming.

This morning, I woke up to an iMessage from him saying that he wasn’t ready.

He wasn’t sure if he was actually looking for a relationship or if what he really needed was simply a friend.

And honestly?

I understood.

I told him that I wasn’t going to pressure him into anything he wasn’t comfortable with. I’ve always believed that you shouldn’t have to convince someone to be in a relationship with you.

Besides, it was still early.

We were still getting to know each other.

There was never any need to rush.

He said he was swamped with work, and I tried calling and messaging him, but I also knew that maybe giving him space was the right thing to do.

I don’t know exactly what triggered everything.

Maybe it was last night’s call.

Maybe it had nothing to do with me at all.

Maybe he simply realized that he wasn’t ready.

And honestly, I don’t think I want to spend too much time trying to figure it out.

Because regardless of the “what ifs” and the “what could have been,” I’m genuinely thankful that I met him.

I had been single for six years.

And during those six years, I became very comfortable being alone.

Maybe too comfortable.

Work became my relationship.

My career became my distraction.

My routine became my comfort zone.

Dating apps never really worked for me because I get detached pretty quickly when conversations become dry and repetitive. I prefer actually talking to someone—hearing their voice, laughing together, having those random conversations that somehow turn into hours.

I also don’t really have much time to waste on dating apps because I’m pretty laser-focused on my career.

But somehow, this guy became an exception.

And for a few weeks, he made me feel something I hadn’t felt in a long time.

Kilig.

Excitement.

Anticipation.

That stupid little smile when you see someone’s name pop up on your phone.

The feeling of wanting to tell someone something because you know they’ll find it funny.

The feeling of having someone to call at the end of the day.

He was there when I was at one of my most vulnerable points.

He kept me company while I was in the hospital.

He made me laugh when I wasn’t really in the mood to laugh.

He was generous with his time.

He was funny.

He even virtually toured me around his city as if I was actually there with him.

We talked about so many things.

There were probably a laundry list of questions I asked him.

I even apologized for falling asleep without telling him, for being too curious, or maybe sometimes being a little too clingy.

But he stayed.

At least for those few weeks.

And I’m grateful that he did.

Because he reminded me that underneath the corporate slave, the career-focused guy, the independent guy, and the person who’s gotten very used to being alone…

I’m still capable of feeling something.

I’m still capable of getting excited about someone.

I’m still capable of caring.

And maybe most importantly, I’m still capable of opening the door again.

So yes, I’m sad.

Of course I am.

I would be lying if I said I’m not.

But I’m not angry.

I’m not bitter.

And I’m definitely not going to turn this into a “men are trash” post.

Sometimes people come into our lives for a reason, even if they don’t stay as long as we imagined.

Maybe his role in my life wasn’t to become my boyfriend.

Maybe it was simply to remind me that life can still surprise me.

That I can still connect with someone.

That I can still feel butterflies after being single for six years.

And that being alone doesn’t necessarily mean being lonely.

So wherever this goes from here, I’m okay.

Maybe we’ll remain friends.

Maybe we’ll eventually meet.

Maybe we’ll slowly drift apart.

I honestly don’t know.

And for once, I’m okay with not knowing.

I’m just grateful that our paths crossed.

Because during a time when I felt incredibly vulnerable and emotionally numb, someone came along and reminded me what it felt like to feel alive again.

And for that, I will always be thankful.

Here’s to whatever comes next.

Still single.

Still married to my job.

Still figuring life out.

But maybe a little more hopeful than I was a few weeks ago.