This is a blog of all the activities I do (Meetups--anything sporty, marching bands, Yelp reviews--The Hunt for a New Restaurant, pinball machines/video games, etc.), my letter-writing hobby or paper crafting, my American adventure (a trip here and there), my creative writing, book reviews, photography (my own photos and grabbed online photos--have endorsed links), and all the lovely people around me (friends, family, penpals, readers and bloggers). That's about everything!
They serve different kinds of meaty porridge (lugaw) -- beef, pork, or chicken -- with yummy sidings (tokwa't baboy or sumpia -- tofu/pork and big eggrolls). It's been a while since I last ate at Onoy's. They might have changed their menu. Not sure if they serve "Lugaw #5." I'll tell you what it is in private. LOL.
Mami is the Philippine version of Japanese Ramen or Vietnamese Pho. This I can cook at home. Of course, it's not the same as eating it inside a small diner in the Philippines. The photo link has a recipe. You might want to try.
Mamon is fluffy bread. It's called sponge cake or chiffon cake. Whenever I got hospitalized, I remember seeing packs of Mamon as something given to me as a patient. It's easy to eat. It's also something given out during wakes or funerals. Mamon is sold here through Goldilocks, Red Ribbon, or Valerio's bakery. Normally, any Filipino store has it.
Lanzones is a type of tropical fruit. It's one of my favorite snacks. It resembles grapes, but the skin is off white/yellowish. Unfortunately, they do have seeds. Sometimes the taste can be bitter and dry, but with a good batch, it is addictively sweet.
The day is much brighter when someone toxic disappear from your world. Your eyes don't shed any drop of tears because the news bring no pain. Instead, it brings peaceful relief.
I don't feel any remorse.
You can try calling me names or bully me all you want, if that's what you think would break me to tears, but nothing would change my reaction towards that toxic person.
For me, there's no more connection. It doesn't hit a nerve. For years, I've been free from their chains. A strong wall surrounds me. They can never hurt nor abuse me again. My whole journey changed me to who I want to be. I'm no longer the puppet whom they tried to control. No more strings to connect. I never want to connect anymore.
My thought was never to use this blog again. For months, it sat in the cloud as I occupied myself with notebooks, journals, letters, library books, and Netflix. I unplugged myself, sort of. To be honest, it was more like I isolated myself. I became anti-social or introverted. My interests focused on writing by hand, reading actual books, or binge-watching TV shows. I avoided parties (not all of them); I stayed away from people. I became sick at home. It gave me plenty of time to be in bed. Normally, I'd lurk in social media, but I became more knowledgeable about NCIS and L&O-SVU instead. LOL. Not to mention the horrific episodes of American Horror Story, they were fascinating! The gory gothic world of dark black embraced me.
Maybe, I'm allergic. To people? Not really. More like, allergic to their bullshit. Everybody's full of BS. That includes me, of course. You smiled? See, I knew how to make you smile. I got tired of reading online news, politics, religion, crimes, etc. They're full of hatred. I even avoided Facebook posts because tons of people are fighting on their wall, having a divorce on their wall, etc. An invisible bubble appeared around me. I did step out and that was when I got sick. Boo.
I'm sorry. I owe you the remaining A to Z 2015 challenge I started. I promise to finish it soon. For now, I'm trying to catch up on a lot of things, fighting off depression, staying away from toxic people. Please bear with me.