Hap Chan, TOSH and Shakey’s

We’ve been trying very hard to be an interesting family again.  And by interesting, I mean rediscover the beauty of dining out.  It was quite fun, convincing my mother to dine out one evening.  To be honest, if there won’t be an event, I highly doubt we’d ever eat out.  That’s the price you pay for having parents that cook like chefs and are satisfied with the usual dishes.

So yeah, I elbowed them to get me my fix of dining out.  First stop was Hap Chan, about a couple of weeks ago. :)

They have pretty good house tea. We had about two refills of this.

Their shark's fin dumpling is soooo good.

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It was a shoe day!

It is quite seldom that I get to go with my mom in the mall and actually love waiting on her.  Hahaha.  I believe as we grow older, we become more impatient, even with the people who have relentlessly been patient with us.  So yesterday, we had an early mall day in hopes of getting gifts for the NJ peeps.

I haven’t been there for so long!  I actually don’t remember the last time I’ve been to SM Southmall.  It’s currently undergoing renovations and the center kind of reminds me of 168 in Divisoria. :)  Hahahaha.  But the department store?  It’s slowly taking the shape and form of the one in Makati.  Henry Sy should be proud of his renovating team.  They’re doing a pretty good job.

They call this area the Food Street. New restos with fusion menus. I wonder when I can get to eat here.

I found Allan the Frog! Hahahaha. Awww dear, you know it comes from a really good place. :)

And this is the entrance of the new department store. Bright and shiny, yeah?

And the shoe extravaganza began.

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There was something artsy and fartsy in that small room

After the Cinemalaya masturbation (or rather before that), I went in their gift shoppe.  I don’t remember the last time I actually bought a souvenir for an event or a place I’ve attended or been to.  So I went ahead and bought three pins.  I just don’t know where I am supposed to use them because right after purchasing them, I remembered that my company stifles creativity when it comes to office attire and decorum.  We’re not even entitled to casual Fridays yet, coz we’re still trainees.  Either way, I’m happy I got them.

I guess I wanted to make sure I still have my creativity in my hands.  Or at least it is still reflected in my choices.  Sometimes, it feels like all I’ve been making are bad choices.  It’s good to know that sometimes, I make good ones.

I got sad.  For a while, I got really sad.  Because I realized that I am very upset and disappointed.  I realized how upset I was, I realized how angry I was.  It happened when I was sitting on the train to Cubao, with half my things in tow, preparing for a meeting that wouldn’t happen.  It happened when I realized I would rather commute all the way to Quezon City than see your face.

I would rather endure discomfort than be reminded that you, the person I have cared for more than I cared for myself my entire life, refuse to see how you have hurt me.  And how you have left me when I actually needed you.  And how you made it seem about your God forsaken situation.  And how you chose to not apologize.  And how you can just go on without apologizing.

It disappoints me because I thought we were more than that.  It disappoints me because I’m the only one who can see where I stand.  I am forced to understand you because they think kulang ka, they think you’re the one who needs more understanding.  I, who have held you on high esteem, who have defended your critical thinking, am the one left biting the dust that should not have been there in the first place.

Too bad, so sad.  Moving on now.  If you’re doing it, then I’m doing it too.  No need to go back to something that used to exist.  There is a reason why it doesn’t exist anymore.  Oh well.

That’s all. Kthxbye.

Old songs bring me back to life

So this past week was very triumphant.  My partner Vicky and I went and explored Cabatuan, Iloilo and discovered the silence of the people there.  And by silent I mean really silent.  Their quiet demeanor spoke volumes, and sometimes became very hard to interpret.  Nonetheless, we enjoyed our stay and could not be more thankful to be back in Manila.

This is Cabatuan’s famous church, San Nicolas de Tolentino.  Picturesque isn’t it?

I received a lot of good news this week.  I am so close to thinking that my luck is just about to run out.  I am so blessed, it’s sickening.  It kind of makes me think what I did to deserve such good fortune.

Then I went home and showered to this song.  I almost forgot how haunting this song is, and how it spoke to me when I first heard it in high school.

if your hope scatters like the dust across your track / i’ll be the moon that shines on your path


There should be enough simple things in life to make us happy

Glee came to an end.  It wasn’t as glorious as a season ender should be, but they managed to pull off a memorable song or two.

Although I know that web window shopping will just give me pains (because I can’t afford it yet and with the manner our Customs officers act, the taxes will outweigh the actual price of the item.), I still browsed and looked around.  My frustration for Topshop’s Addison Wedge just might be quenched  by this ticket.

Good... but not good enough.

I still want you, baby.

Then, of course, there are those little things that make you miss the moments you were supposed to be in.  Those little moments  that make you want to replay over and over.  Those fleeting little moments that you know you’ll remember forever.

Oh, how I’d love to be in New Jersey.