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If it makes me cringe, it goes
My sister was cleaning out her closet earlier today and told me her rule of “If it makes me cringe, it goes.” and it got me thinking. If I had that mindset, all my journal, diaries of all the things I can’t write about online, things I wrote even before I had an online outlet, all thrown out. Because usually, what I write down are the things that are particularly poignant, i.e. embarrassing to see looking back, because they were written at the height of the emotion, or right after those moments, or in those weak moments of pain, and seeming tragedies. My 13 year old me liked to jot…
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(Belated) Happy Birthday, Riz!
To the woman who believed in my writing in the most quiet way, but continues to support the somehow, broken journey that is this blog, happy birthday! I know you continue to inspire more and more people with the things you do. I truly believe that the world is much more beautiful with you in it. Happy birthday, traiblazer, dream maker!
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Bread and Bakers Munoz, Puerto Princesa’s Chaolong (almost) in Quezon City
It is no secret that I am a fan of Puerto Princesa (as evidenced by the post here) and the food. Fresh, cheap and uncomplicated, it’s easy there. Everything is mostly a tricycle ride away. I could go on and on about what I love about the place, but that is not the point of this post, but the chaolong. I discovered chaolong on my 3rd(?) visit to Puerto Princesa. I had gone to other Vietnamese joints previously (Saigon) and raved about it, but on the third, we went to local favorite Bona’s, who serve the most local version of the beef noodle soup. It is not fancy. It’s mostly…
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From where we’ve been
Too many times, we focus on our pain. What we’ve been through, what it took to get here. What it took for us to survive. Rarely do we remember the people whose pain we’ve caused, directly or indirectly. The people who we’ve forgotten about because we were all too busy thinking about ourselves. So today I want to apologize for the people I’ve hurt in the past with my actions, directly or indirectly. I have not behaved well in the past, and I’ve stepped on some feelings that I thought in my previous logic, was better for them in the long run. I’ve been a jerk, a d*ck even when it…
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Hello, Chunky
This is Chunky Butter. New lady of the house, licker of all things. She is a Holland Lop we adopted in March from a farm in Batangas, and it’s been a joy to be with her. She is definitely a character, going from an enthusiastic cuddler to running away when someone is trying to approach her. She loves hay more than pellets. She tends to be territorial about basil, and she licks every dang thing she can reach. She is a tiny little thing, and from what I’ve read, she’s not going to be as big as Chester, which is good, that she’ll still get big enough to play with…
