Fake Confidence: Nobody would know what’s up

I woke up to three text messages from a friend at work. I had the Kim Possible beep as my text tone so imagine how I felt waking up. I thought there was some kind of emergency or something.

Anyway, he was asking if I wanted to take this photography job our boss was offering. It was for his son’s birthday party in the afternoon. Turns out that the person he first hired won’t be able to make it. My friend left all his gear at home too that’s why he was asking me.

I had to think about it for a good 30mins. I had this debate in my head weather I should do it or not. The first question that popped into my mind was “Can I do it?”. I was telling myself that my friend won’t ask me to do it if he thinks that I can’t handle it. I was supposed to reply with “do you think I can do it?” but I didn’t. I’m glad I didn’t.

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Ramen Hunt: Takumen, LIC

First things first, I believe a welcome back should be in order. It’s been a while since I have updated my blog. I had a few attempts but I didn’t know where, or how to start. I have a few pending posts but never had the inspiration to hit the publish button. I feel like this post would be a good start to what could be my comeback to blogging.

Yesterday, I went to a job interview in Brooklyn. I was sleepless for the past few days, and I don’t know how I was able to manage to wake up early to go to the interview. I walked towards the train station, and to my surprise, IT WASN’T WORKING. Wait, why am I still surprised? Well, hello, NY! MTA, I still don’t know what you’re maintaining. 

Anyway, I didn’t have much time to look for an alternate commute route so I had to book a cab. I tried Juno because it was much cheaper compared to Uber. Well Uber pool was way cheaper but I was running out of time.

My schedule’s at 10AM and I managed to arrive there on time. It was brief. I was able to finish in 30mins. The interview would be for another story.

 

I still have to go to work at 3PM so I went straight towards the area. I knew I still had time to kill, 3hours to be exact and I didn’t know what to do. I thought about visiting MoMA PS1 again, but I was too lazy to walk all the way to Court Sq from 21st. (((= *when laziness strikes.

So I decided to walk around and I saw this nail salon. It has been a few months since I had my nails done. I think the last time was still back home so I just decided to go. I tried to kill a lot of time there by trying to dry my pedicure for a good 20-30mins.

I was supposed to go to my usual ramen place called “Tamashii Ramen” but they were still closed at that time so I decided to Yelp  my way through the Continue reading

8 Cuts Burger in the Province

Just recently, my cousins (the moNIECES as Ashti would call us) and I had a quick afternoon out at Patches. Patches is the burger joint in our small, busy town, in Villasis. It sells enormous burger that could feed up to 10 people*.

*depending on ones appetite

Here’s a quick vlog about that day. Watch it. Hope you enjoy it, and please…SUBSCRIBE. Thanks ♥

Break free

Like a butterfly trying to set free from her cocoon, I’m patiently waiting for the day I can finally take matters into my own hands.

I am disappointed, broken but still functioning. I’m slowly turning into a robot. Working fine physically but little by little, I’m starting to lose my emotions. I don’t feel pain, remorse, happiness, and love as much as I did before. My insides are slowly turning into metal, just functioning mechanically.

I’m sick and tired of living like this everyday. I just want to break free, fly and soar as high as I want to be, in a place I would fit in. I’d like to see a happier, and better version of myself.

I’ve been living a lie most days of my life. I just want to be genuinely happy. It hurts a lot today, but maybe someday, I’d find the pot of gold at the end of my rainbow. Someday…someday…

Happy Thursday: Food Truck Manila – QC

If you’re from Manila/QC you’d probably know that The Food Truck Manila -QC is the newest addition to the food parks around QC.

Food Truck Manila – QC is located along Kamias St., in QC.

Many establishments have opened along, or around Maginhawa St., and this is the newest member of the family.

FTM-QC opens at 5PM and closes at 2AM. It is the perfect hangout and chill place for barkadas. They have a lot of different stalls, that sell a variety of dishes, and deserts. I didn’t have that much photos during because I was too busy vlogging. 😦 Sorry, blog.  Next time, I’ll make sure to have enough photos for my blog. haaay.

Last Thursday Night, my friends and I met again. (finally, after eons! I’m so sorry guys, I love you!). We had a good few hours of catching-up #KudaIsLyfu

Anw, here is my 2nd Vlog, hope you guys enjoy!

NOT Pirates of the Caribbean

My friends and I were supposed to watch “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales”. But by some random text message, we got to Urbiztondo Beach in La Union. (*Ahem! Hello, Gelica!)

We left Pangasinan at around 1:30PM and arrived in LU at 4PM. As expected, there was traffic and a lot (but not so much) people in the beach. We didn’t swim though bec we didn’t want to get wet. ??? HAHAHAHA. IKR. Anw, here is a short quick edit of our trip to La Union!

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Stale Coffee

If we were having coffee, we would probably be catching up. Staring at each other, letting the awkwardness fill the silence. We’ll think about something new to do or maybe plan another adventure, somewhere we haven’t been to.

If we were having coffee, maybe we’d be out of town. We’d be driving far far away from the city to catch a good view. It would be by the mountain, by the lake or even by the beach. It wouldn’t really matter as long as I’m with you.

If we were having coffee, I’d spill my coffee on you. Then I’d order another cup, and spill that on you too. But if we were having booze, that would be better too. I’d slap your face while telling you I like you.

I wish we had coffee. Then maybe, just maybe, it would be a different story.