rain

after a week of sun, here comes the rain. i welcomed it with a little tampo in my heart. why is the summer so near yet so far in dublin? it just rained and rained... and rained non stop today.

it was too warm yesterday, and yeah i missed some cold which makes me think im becoming more and more of a Scandinavian hehhe feeling (i am super asian btw). how timely the rain came during my off  (pun because in reality i was set to go to a park today huhu). i went out and braved the outside world with an umbrella and waterproof jacket.  i was rotting on my bed doing nothing. I needed to get out to enjoy my off plus i needed to buy milk hehe. anyway, going out protects my sanity. i cant be too emo or else ill buy a ticket to the philippines to see and hug my husband. hehehe nako magastos yun.

the rain always gives me a nostalgic and dramatic effect. it just stirs sad and happy memories. i suddenly smelled my nursery school where we planted pechay for an experiment. i was also transported in our quiet rainy afternoon nap time with my family in cavite.drops of rain on my face made me remember the sad burial day of my inang. on a happier note, yeah it brings me back to my birthdays. everytime, my parties were plagued with typhoons. i wasnt popular in school and mas tragic ay mas lalo pa ako nawawalan ng guests because of the heavy pouring raaaain.

hay emo day. i am just wishing to create more wonderful memories with my lovedones. i want to have more memories with noel under the rain. though we have a lot already, like the rain during our jog in dubai and how noel braved the typhoon just to attend my family lunch birthday party in Mongkok (a restaurant, not in HK hehe) during our first year together. he surprised me with macky and marielle in tow and he hid the accident that  happend in the highway wherein cars jumped off a the expressway daw because the roads was too slippery because of the rain(#goodtimes). one day, we will alll be together again... :) i am hypermissing him and my fam so so so much.

butchers to save the day

eating out is always expensive anywhere except in the Philippines. cooking is always the best option to be healthier and richer haha. I'm not trained to cook my own food. my mom tried but one hot day, my sister collapsed because of hypoglycemia after chopping sayote haha . after that my mom stopped teaching us. my mom spoiled us with great food with just one promise, study well.  mommy I did, I did! haha but wala, I never learned how to cook when I was in the Philippines. when I went abroad, I was forced to. I believe it is too essential for anyone outside the Philippines to learn. I believe that cooking is not only a talent, it is one mode to exist and be a healthy individual.

in Dubai, my health plummeted to its worst. I had a one week of strep throat infection, multiple flu, severe vitamin d deficiency, asthma attack, irritable bowel syndrome (self-diagnosed haha) and it was my first time to experience extreme laryngitis. no voice was coming out of my pipes for days. I got really scared I'll be mute and ill need to file for sudden disability. hehe oa.

all my "diseases" were because of my bad diet. I ate Cheetos and KitKat for dinner. hehe, puro junk foods and sweets. no real protein, fruits and etc. I didn't like cooking so I took out all of my lunch and dinners. hay, I realized how fortunate I am to have a mom who cooks. in Dubai, in always hungry. I get healthily fed when sanirae my friend cooks or I take out gulay.

Currently, in Ireland, I'm fortunate to have a kitchen of my own. somewhat mine. haha 4 of us share the kitchen. the ratio 1:4 is extremely better than a kitchen vs 15 people sharing it in Dubai. I feel healthier, plumper huhu, but happier. I eat good food here...

moral story:
1. eat real food. you may be full because of snacks/chips/chocolates. but you are definitely malnourished and sugar high. it will reflect on your health by being weak and sick all the time.
2, learn to cook basic things. you will survive the real world! <3

sunday 7/5/17

What that I did in the past 12 hours:

1. Had a haircut. Micro hairs were removed from my head. result: 35 euros. huhuh I promise to maintain this hair til I go home to the Philippines.
2. 18 degrees in Dublin. I basked under the sun while lying on my bed. I put my mismatched two-piece on to delight myself even more. heheh
3. had lunch in Nando's. Because Nando's  is always love! My hospital ID has the power to reduce 20% from my bill every time. hehe hurray.
4. my sciatic pain is back :( huhu
5. had a chill time in McCafe Dublin.The apple pie was the bomb. bits and pieces tasted so fresh.


Meanwhile, during my glorious long time of stay in the coffee shop, two beautiful elder ladies sat near my table while i was people watching. both ladies were flying solo, and like me, they enjoyed their coffee and croissants in an unhurried manner (yep they ordered the same stuff hahaha). one had a colorful little journal in tow. She didn't have any phone with her. she was jotting on her little notebook having her own world. I'm imagining how slow her time could be. no phones, no gadgets.

the other lady was wearing a big ring with tiny diamonds in it. her manicure was without a single chip and her hair had no strand out of place.  she took time chewing her croissant. no sound can be heard from her. even a clink of her cup was subdued. too prim and proper!

the first gorgeous lady went ahead of me. she smiled at me before leaving and I smiled back. she slowly maneuvered herself into the crowd. she had a direction though. she isn't confused like some of my patients in the hospital. she was alone but she didn't appear lost. her posture was still impeccable while sifting her way home or somewhere else.

 the whole time, I'm wishing she just needed time alone from her makulit husband who nags her to watch his favorite shows. I do wish that she has a lot of grandchildren hugging her before she goes to sleep. I wish that loads of her time are filled with love and happiness.

as for the second lady, I left before she finished her cup of coffee. I do wish her life is grand. I hope that with all her classy material possessions, she is happy and contented.

I will be old someday. it is so nice to age gracefully. I wish I'll have the chance of wanting a time out from an octogenarian noel if he nags me to watch his boring Netflix shows. I wish to be as sophisticated as those ladies too. they were so well maintained! haha.

 I may be alone here in Dublin but I extremely hope my whole life ahead of me will be with Noel in it hugging me all the time.