It was Thursday. That day, humanity remembered the bittersweet memories of the past, whether it was triggered by Beatles songs, Italian plumbers headbutting random floating bricks or old Mickey Mouse cartoons. But for me, nostalgia was caused by a stinking smell from centuries ago that had me asking "Who farted? And what time is it?". Damnit! I'm already late. And yes! Someone in our group farted.

Fast forward and I found myself chasing the wind. My optic nerve still throbbing from the all-nighter we had just to finish an animated short film. Yes! I do that now. Hehehe. Then I asked the driver if he could fly his trike before the clock strikes 9'oclock and to my relief, he nodded. My classmates were busy preparing whatnot in the school lobby. Some of them probably with sad long faces plunged into their phones trying to contact me. We're already an hour off our schedule so I started with the program the minute I arrived.



My knees were shaking as I grabbed on to the imaginary microphone. Then our Adviser and Dean of Program arrived and my heart beat so fast I thought I'll grow boobs. Random students gathered around that time at the lobby so when I went to the podium everyone laid their eyes on me. Char.

Not known to many but Davao City is a melting pot of culinary diversity. We may not have popular town-distinct dishes like the fried kamaro of Pampanga, the Pancit Habhab of Lucban Quezon or the Bicol Express from the Bicol Region, but our homegrown restaurants and creative cooks can make up to that. But wait, there's more!

This article was also published in the University of Immaculate Conception - The Collegiate Immaculate Tabloid

I've been to nearly every must-go restaurant in the city (Thank you DFAT!) and I tell you what!? Food is so much better here in Davao. I'll spare all the yummy comparisons against food from other towns but I've got 5 reasons to back me up. If you want to know why I said food is so much better in Davao, then here's WHY!?

Warning! This is a rant post. So leave if you must!

Why do some people state the obvious all the time? Like, yeah, I've gained some weight over the years and so? I'm just saying but I can differentiate sarcasm from a reaction, overreaction and from innuendos.

Can't people change and feel good about it even if it doesn't conform to what our society think is attractive? Or how the person used to look like? People change, bitches! Why don't you just get over it fast?


Ever since I ballooned because of my sedentary lifestyle and stress-eating habits last semester I've been told many times about how much I've gained since - I don't know - the last time these people saw me. But it's the tone the sets my real friends apart from these people I'm ranting about now. My friends would just tease me a bit and tell me to work on it while others go as far as stare at me as I eat my food. God! That is just downright rude. Don't you think?

When my internet connection got lost I had the chance to rethink my life and ask myself "How was my life before the internet?", "How did I manage to survive without it?". Then I thought, I used to doodle all the time. So I took a pen and a notebook and I started doodling.

After a while I got bored so I decided to trim my toenails. After hurting an ingrown nail I went to the nearest sari-sari store to buy a chichiria. I was initially craving for Regent's sweet corn but my childhood slapped me with fond memories of Esep-Esep so I asked the store owner if they have any. Unfortunately, it was out of stock, and so is the 'Sweet Corn', so I went home with a disappointing Rinbee.

Snatched from Google Search, too lazy to find out the specific source.

I turned on the TV and flipped it over to ABS-CBN hoping for a good watch but instead I got upset. I got upset because they changed the format of 'The Buzz'. I don't always like change. But when things change I hope they completely change. Like, it would have made me feel better if Boy Abunda has grown a hair or something but no they changed everything except the shiny head.

So I turned off the TV and I talked to my Gramma. We talked about my little brother's school project about plant reproduction. Then I lectured my sister about too much texting and that she's too behind to take pride in Philippines being the 'text' capital of the world. I also lectured my cousin about the effects of sending people digital crops and that it's bad to put the laptop on the lap because it is said to lower sperm count but that's irrational because I was talking to my girl cousin.

Then I talked to our cats. There's nine of them. I also talked to our dog about the lice and fleas in the Senate. Our dog's name is Nancy B, if you must know. Finally, the internet is back so screw my life before the internet! I bet it's cool in a way or another. It can also suck. Life is pretty much random anyway. Now I can go back online doing exactly nothing or maybe something if I get any luck. :-)

This is pretty much random as well but you can go and ask yourself, "How's my life before the internet?".