I literally just woke up from the narliest dream ever.

I am soo thirsty and soo hungry and I want chicken and milk tea.. except I’ve been told to lay off the chicken. FUUUUU.

I’m so happy I get to blog again. It’s like talking but I’m not opening my mouth. Which is a good thing because my breath probably smells like alcohol and cigarettes.

Top of the morning to ya!

11/9/2013

12:54

I am writing this after having a bottle and a can of some beer I can’t even pronounce.

In my current state, I’d say I’m one of the lucky ones.Electricity is back, water is back, wifi is fully functional and well, there’s really not much I can do about my dog but at least it’s not raining which means, her ass will not be in my face the entire night. Yes, when it rains and she gets scared, she likes to strategically place her ass in my face.

Thank God that the worst is over (but I cannot attest to that) and we are all safe.

I read something on Facebook that the Philippines is stronger than any typhoon and yes, we are and above all, we are lucky/ blessed. Whichever rocks your philosophically maneuvered boat.

 Tasi, Labangon still has no electricity. I guess Paolo will have to sleep without the comforts of a fan or air conditioning tonight. My poor baby.

Good night, everybody.

Praises. (To who ever you wish to pay your praises to!)

11/8/2013

8:33 pm

Shortly after my first entry we lost electricity and unfortunately, until now, the most part of Cebu is pitch black. A part of me wants to go ghost hunting. It is still early November, after all.

The eye of the storm was not as bad as we had expected (thank god!). I am very grateful that there were no floods in the area and that we were all pretty much prepared.

Here is what I did today:

* Painted my nails… thrice!

* Slept

* Read all the newspapers and half the stalks of magazines my lola has kept under her coffee table

* Eat (bilong- bilong (my new favorite food), chicken with soup and SAYOTE!!!

* Eat (the chips my lola bought). They were useful, afterall!

I am currently at my friends house in Banilad to find relief in cans of “imported” beer Paolo decided to splurge on.

They have electricity. Lucky them -.-

Outside is still pretty loud but life is slowly going back to normal. Everyone in my family is safe (parents in V. Rama included) and my dog is still needy and has stinky breath.

I don’t know how much damage the storm has really done but I guess I’ll have all the time to figure that out when electricity at our place is back.

I hope everyone is safe.

xx,

Issa

11/8/2013

9:38 am

 It’s an estimated 2 hours before the eye of the storm hits my city. I am currently located in lot 3, blk 4, Park Vista Townhomes, Apas, Lahug where I am stuck with:

• A paraplegic grandfather
• A loony grandmother
• A pregnant maid
• The neediest dog in the entire world

I am writing because this house is too small for the 5 of us and if I don’t write, I will lose my mind. Also, I fear for my family who are all in V. Rama and I guess writing will help me get my mind of things.

Outside my window there is a fiesta of rain, wind and flying debris. Thank God, I am safe and sound with a roof over my head and wifi to spare. On the other hand of things, I do not know where my boyfriend is, I was forced to shower before the water shuts off and there’s really nothing to do at the moment but wait and worry.

My current thoughts as of the moment are: “my grandmother is going to kill all of us.” In the last 24 hours she was able to:

• NOT panic shop.
• After much persuasion from my mother and aunt, she finally did. She went out and bought… junk food. I’m going to die of starvation.
•  At 9:00 this morning, while the wind was strong and the rain was pouring, my grandmother, in all her glory, asked the maid to go out and restock on BEER and COKE which we sell at home.
  • Businesswoman of the year.

This is how I am going to die. In a two story house, in my pink and green room, with my crazy family, with my annoying dog all over me because she won’t leave me alone because she is afraid of the rain because she is wimpy and I should have traded her for a bulldog when I had the chance.

God bless you all! Live a prosperous life for me!

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You are like my tan.

It’s blotched and chaotic,

but I am always proud of it.

You are like my humor,

I never thought existed,

but definitely makes me a more interested person.

You are like the floor boards of the second floor…

loud,

But they add character to the house.

You are like my undying love for fried chicken,

I could have it everyday

And everyday I love it.

You are like this poem,

Random and senseless

But never pointless

You are beautiful.

And I love you, my nose picking, poop pooing, not so much of a morning person, throws his clothes on the floor, best friend.

Happy 2nd. 🙂 ❤

I guess I’ll give it 2 more years.

I’ve been giving it a lot of thought and maybe if I’m not where I want to be in 2 more years (by then I’ll be 25) maybe it’ll be time for me to look for my bliss elsewhere.

Hopefully in 2 years I won’t be in such a financial slump and I won’t be the only person I know who isn’t married.

2 years of letting myself just drift around and figure out where I am in everyone’s life.

2 years or.. I might as well just get off the pot.

Except… it’s not really a secret, is it?

It’s a mix of my sisters’ and my reading list. She likes “romantic novels” and I just like to read. I’m ok with the post apocalyptic scenarios but you can only have ONE story that involves regions/ factions and that is HUNGER GAMES.

I don’t know how I would fare reading Mythical Game of Throne type of books so I just stay away from them in general. Maybe in time I’ll give it a try.

Must find the reading list I had at Accenture.

Here it is:

1. Allegiant – Veronica Roth

2. Boy Meets Boy – David Levithan

3. The Statisticl Probability of Love at First Sight – Jennifer E. Smith

4. Will Grayson Will Grayson – John Green and Davidlevithan

5. An Abundance of Katherine – John Green (this is totally a joke to me)

6. Paper Towns – John Green

7. Thirteen Reasons Why 

8. The Zombie Survival Guide – Max Brooks

– I just finished reading Why We Broke Up and I did not like it. Maybe the romantic novels really just aren’t my thing.

Every Friday for 10 weeks at 7:00 pm at IT Park, specifically Chicken Charlie, where the chicken tastes bad (no offense) and all I can think of is how much I want 100% sugar in my milk tea the next time I go to Chattime, Paolo and I will set aside any beliefs or notions about God and the church and… attend a bible study.

Now, everyone knows I’m not that girl and that maybe, Paolo isn’t that guy and… god forbid I turn into any of the church ladies I loathed so much growing up. But maybe we never really know what we want as we grow older.

Maybe our beliefs change and our needs differ. And maybe, just maybe, it feels good to have a guiding force in your life. Even if it is a born again bible study and Paolo and I have somehow agreed to be Catholics.

But let’s not dwell on that right now. Our differences in religion has never been an issue.

It feels weird, it feels awkward, sometimes I’m listening and I’m like “why the hell do I not remember learning that in church… or in school?” but it’s the fellowship that I’ve learned to love so much that makes me come back.

And you know, I’m not the most religious or God fearing person and maybe I don’t have to be but.. I feel good.

And not to mention late

This Saturday will be my first ever triathlon. I’m not going to do the full tri but instead, I’ll be on the biking leg. Baby steps. 

I had to get really serious with training already since I only have a few days left to train and quite honestly, I’m really starting to hate biking around IT Park. Aside from the fact that there are too many health hazards, there are too many distractions.

I haven’t gone a month training there without stopping to talk to friends I meet along the road which is bad for my momentum and pacing. So today, I decided to just wake up and start biking. I didn’t bother to shower (although I never really shower before biking. It doesn’t make sense.) or brush my teeth either.

Just so I would be too embarrassed to stop over and talk to people which would lead to my training time being used up.

Glad to say it worked!

So if it was YOU who was calling me earlier thinking you could distract my game… then you were wrong. STINKY BREATH CONQUERS EVERYTHING!

Good morning xx

I’ve thought about coo-ing you to bed every night and waking you up to wonderful mornings.

And every time I say good night is just another night where I’m wishing that I could wake up beside you.

But I always wake up alone in this low bed with a panting dog and a bike I can’t bring myself to ride yet.

I wish there was coke in this damn house