365


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Backup


Maayos na yung PC namin sa bahay. Pero mabagal pa rin haha di pa rin ako makapaglaro. Tapos nandito pa pala yung mga files ko nung post-college days. Nung mga panahong hirap pa ako maghanap ng trabaho hahahahaha. Hala tinitingnan ko, ang nostalgic. This was the greatest days of my life, kung saan I still have it all wow. Look.

Consistent honorable student. Yabang.
I cut this short then regret it afterwards.
Nung mga panahong malakas pa ako kumain.
Nung mga panahong malusog pa ako. At healthy ang relationship namin.
When I was on the top of the world.

Life motivation ko nung 2017.

Iniisip ko, yung buhay na pinapangarap ko nung time na yan. 2017. Eto na eh nandito na ako ngayon. Pero nasa akin na pala lahat non. I was always on the top of everything. Ang dami kong achievements sa school. Walang araw na nababakante yung utak ko. Focus sa life goals. Kaso ngayon. Sumasahod nga ako. Pero parang nasa rock bottom pa rin ako. Bawat araw na lumilipas, wala akong naaaccomplish na kahit ano sa buhay ko, unlike before.

Parang gusto ko na tuloy mag aral ulit. Baka bumalik yung passion ko haha.

15. Sun


“She was the sun. But it was too much for him. To save himself from melting, he had to leave. But what he doesn’t know was that – he was the reason why she was too bright. That’s why when he left, she lost her spark.”

To burn for someone is to melt in the process.

“She was the sunrise. Unfortunately, he loves the sunset.”

(Artwork from The Forbidden Love Story by Gabriel Picolo)

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6. Mosaic


When I met you, I knew in some way, you would hold significance to my life. I knew you were going to be a constant. I knew you would change me.
Yes, we had our disagreements, but we always made our way back to each other. I always felt you in my heart, there’s nothing you could do to make me that upset for long. I already needed you.

You have issues. Internal struggles with yourself, external issues with your family and others around you and it weighs you down. But the struggles you faced made it impossible for you to love me the way you wanted to, the way I needed you to. Still, for a year I held on, praying you would stay with me, praying you would get better. Through all the fights, the petty disagreements, I stayed.

I loved you without restrictions and caution. I knew you could be better. I wanted to see that happen for you. I wanted to help you get to where you should be. I believed in you. I would do, anything for you.
My expectations and whatever other struggles you faced were too much for you, and the pressure you put on yourself suffocated you. Your eyes began to wander. You wanted something easier, someone who wouldn’t push you to be better.

You found what you were looking for, right after you actually ended it with me, which still hurts me more than you could ever know.
Fast forward a few months from the day you told me someone else had more to offer, you tell everyone that you’re happy. You’ve come in and out of my life so frequently, breaking bits and pieces of me more and more every time. You tell me you’re happy.

As I watched it happen, I felt pieces of myself, my soul, disintegrate and disappear. I grew colder, I put a wall up around myself. Letting myself feel soft for you only hurt me worse.

I didn’t want to move on from you. I hoped that you would come back and sweep me up and make things better. But eventually, I have to move on. I have to heal myself. I have to fix what you shattered. It didn’t come easily, and nearly everyday is a struggle… but I have to.

I knew that the love you had to give me had already run out and it hurts. I remember feeling as though I was the person you cared most about in this world. I remember feeling so lost as to where I stood with you. Realizing you had fallen out of love with me is one of the worst experiences I’ve ever had.

But at the same time, it thrills me that I’ve experienced someone – because you were an experience, not just a person to be met – that has made such an impact on me. I think I’m having one of those lucky days. Although, it might just be me missing you yet again.

Sometimes, I wonder what kind of direction my life would’ve taken if I had never met you. I can’t decide if it would be better or worse, and that’s what scares me most about all of this. I still can’t decide if I actually wish I had never met you. I think there’s a part of me, no matter how badly we hurt each other, that will always be so grateful to have had the chance to know you. For as much as you broke me, you made me whole in different ways.

I’m glad you were what broke me, so I can be better. I was given the chance to become that much more whole. I got to see the risks in which you can love someone, the ways in which love can change you. You were a beautiful destroyer, but the beauty doesn’t have a hold on me anymore. For all that you got from me, for all of the ways you ruined me, and the ways you so hurt me, I have to learn from them.

Maybe our love’s purpose was designed to break, after all. We were meant to be a love that ruined and wrecked, that will lead us to grow and change, though we fought it every step of the way. Our love went with pain. It is the greatest teacher, as it instructs us what not to do in the future, so as to avoid that harsh experience in another, similar instance.

Even though it hurts, I will still keep those memories. They break me, but that pain of remembering it both hurts and heals. If you’ve taught me anything, it’s that loving you was both my destruction, and my salvation. You might have broken me into pieces, and you may have destroyed a part of who I used to be. In all the times that you left me shattered by myself, I made a mosaic of our broken memories. This mosaic of love and hatred is how I love you now.

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Career


Ang plano ko lang talaga, isang taon lang ako mag-stay sa current work ko. Then after nun maghahanap na ulit ako ng panibagong trabaho. Masaya sa office namin pramis, nakikita mo naman sa mga posts/tweets ko. Kaso nga lang yung sahod talaga ang problema eh. Di kayang bumuhay ng pamilya. Uuwi na yung tita ko next year, kaya ako na ang bubuhay sa pamilya namin. Kahit love na love ko ang work ko eh kailangan ko maghanap ng mas magandang opportunity.

Eh kaso heto, pahirapan na naman. Maghahanash na naman ako na, “Bagsak ako sa interview eh”, “Ayy di ako qualified sa position na to”. Ang hirap maghanap ng bagong trabaho pramis. Feeling ko wala na namang tatanggap sakin. Babagsak na naman ako sa initial interview pa lang.

Nung October, nag-apply ako sa BJMP, bilang Jail Officer. Bakit? Una, mataas ang sahod hahahaha. Pangalawa, para magkaroon ng thrill ang buhay ko. Baka pag nakapasa ako dito, maging matino na ako, physically, mentally, emotionally. Tsaka baka makapagmoveon ako ng mas mabilis kung mag-iiba ng bongga ang environment ko. Eh di ayun na nga nagpasa ako ng requirements. Kaso after medical na.. Di ko na tinuloy pa. Bakit?? Eh kasi narealize ko, pag nakapasok na ako sa mundong iyon, mahihirapan na akong makalabas. Part ng freedom ko ang mawawala – sa time. Halimbawa, pag may concert si ganito, tas nasakto eh nasa BJMP na ko. Di ko na maeenjoy yung mga ganung leisure time. Kaya sabi ko, sige wag na, ibang career na lang.

May inapplyan din pala ako for CSR, sa isang online gaming company, sa Ortigas, pasado na ko ng initial, kaso di na ko tumuloy nung final, kasi yung company at nature of work, related sa ex ko hahahahaha eh di pa ako ok nung time na yun, kaya binitiwan ko rin.

Tapos nag-apply na ko sa workabroad.ph, na-interview ako sa dalawang agency, yung isa sa Malaysia. Yung isa naman sa Dubai. Kaso di pa rin pala ako qualified. Haha handang-handa pa naman na ako na mag-abroad, kahit ayaw akong payagan ni tita ko. Bahala na.

Hanggang ngayon nagpapasa pa rin ako ng resume ko sa mga agency. Sana naman palarin na ako this year. I need to step up my game. Di ba nga sabi ko sa last post ko, yung bagong career na yung last step ko para makapag move on.

Pero tingin mo, kaya ko na ba? Iniisip ko, pano kung nasa ibang bansa na ako, tas magbreakdown na naman ako? Pano kung andun na ako, tas nasasaktan pa rin ako? Ang hirap ata, ako lang mag-isa doon, wala akong iiyakan. Dapat talaga iwanan ko na yung emotional baggage ko dito, pagdating ko doon dapat emotionally stable na ko, charot.

So ayun, baka naman pwede nyo ko irefer sa mga agency, kahit tagapag-alaga lang ng baka, tatanggapin ko 🙂