Kapoyan gyud ko ani na new process sa company ba kay hasol kaayo magpa validate nga nasakit gyud ka pero..
Nindot man kaayog tingog si kuya nurse. Uwu! 👉🏼🥺👈🏼
Murag kaluparon nako dayon karon padung sa office aron magpa face to face consultation na lang HAHAHAHAHAHA EME. Wala ra, skl gd kay panagsa ra nay bb bois sa office.
So mao to, niabsent gyud ko aron lang makaadtog gig sa Faspitch HAHAHAHAHAHAHA sulit rsad nuon kay naay naka organic encounter plus nakapa pic and nakainom ug sakto.
Mao yata tung best night of my life ay. Kblo ko nga naa pa gyud ko nabilin work responsibilities, but fuck that shit. I’m gonna take a break sa kay makabuang na ang everything. So far, na enjoy rasad nako akong pagpabadlong.
It’s a question that usually gets an immediate "yes" from people. We all have those moments we replay in our heads at 3:00 AM - the brutal breakups, the career missteps, the cringey things we said years ago, or the times we let fear completely paralyze us. For a long time, I thought that if a movie of my life played out in front of me, I’d be aggressively taking notes, desperate to edit out the worst chapters.
But the older I get, the more I realize how terrifyingly fragile identity is.
If I went back and erased my biggest heartbreaks, I would’ve missed out on the specific, quiet resilience I had to build to survive them.
If I corrected the wrong turns and took the "perfect" path every single time, I’d probably be living a life that looks great on paper but feels entirely hollow.
I think about the random detours - the seasons where I felt totally lost, wandering around just trying to figure things out - and how those exact moments forced me to notice things I would have otherwise sprinted past.
The books that changed my perspective, the random conversations with strangers, the unexpected beauty you only stumble into when you're off-course.
If you smooth out all the rough edges, you aren't just fixing mistakes; you're fundamentally altering who you are. You risk turning a messy, beautifully authentic human life into a sterile, perfectly curated script.
Don't get me wrong, some chapters have been incredibly heavy, and living through them sucked. But seeing the whole picture, from the first breath to the very last, would just make me realize that the shadows are what give the bright spots their depth. I’d rather take the hits, make the fools of myself, and live the story exactly as it unfolds, flaws and all.
Usahay pd noh maka wish ko nga naa koy uyab hahahahahaha kay wala ra aron naa koy kasabay sa akong mga trip sa life and all.
Same karon, naka long weekend ko pero nag pondo ra sa balay. Sge rag sleep and walang magawa other than read a book. I don’t mind staying at home gyud pero boring siya usahay kay wala koy kaistorya unlike sauna nga naa koy uyab.
Wala ra, it’s nice to be alone man pud but sometimes it makes me wish na I have someone.
EDIT: just to add lang, naa koy mga hobbies/side quests plus busy ko sa work. I date myself from time to time pd.
Hello! Bsin naa moy ma-reco mo na nindot na cafe sa Davao na open hangtod kadlawon or 24/7? Dool unta sa north/downtown and ayaw na ang sa jacinto na cafes kay almost done nako ddtoa tanan. Hehe
Base unta sa inyong personal favorites, kanang dugay mag-close, cozy ang ambiance, ug dili kaayo samok magtambay. Thank you!
Grabe no, weird kaayo usahay ang life.
It’s been years since nagbulag mi sa akong ex. Dili mi perfect, and honestly dili man pud smooth atong ending. Pero lately, I saw updates about him doing well in life, naa siya’y work nga aligned jud sa iyang passion, katong mga butang nga pirmi niya gi-istorya sauna nga “mao ni akong ganahan buhaton someday.”
And I don’t know… I just felt genuinely happy for him.
Bisag dugay na mi wala, there’s no bitterness left. Murag relief pa gani. Like, ah okay, nakaabot ra diay siya sa iyang gusto nga path.
Dati, I remember him talking about these dreams while we were still together, pero life got in the way, priorities changed, and eventually we ended up going separate ways.
Karun, seeing him actually living that life he used to only talk about, it feels quiet but meaningful. Not because of me, not because of us anymore - but because he got there on his own.
And maybe that’s what makes it okay.
Dili ko bitter. Dili pud ko longing. Just proud in a distant way.
Sometimes love doesn’t stay, pero the care you once had doesn’t just turn into hate. Mawala ra siya into something softer like acceptance.
Anyway, just wanted to share that feeling. Life is weird but sometimes it’s also kind.
Drop lang nako ni diri kay di gihapon mi ka-get over sa nahitabo sa amoa kabalbalan bag-o lang jud.
Kani man gud, nag-bar mi sa akong mga friends unya ako ang gihimong "sacrificial lamb" sa grupo, gireto ko nila sa usa ka guy nga ni hao fine shyt kaayo tan-awon. Siyempre, nalipay jud kaayo akong mga miga para sa akoa kay abi namog jackpot na jud ang lola ninyo. Last time man gd kay babae ang nidool nako imbes lalaki 😆
Pero plot twist: napulihan rag kalit og kagool among mood kay samtang nag-chika mi, hinay-hinay nagpakita og maot nga batasan ang amaw. Sayang kaayo iyang ka-fine, grabeng maka-turn off ang batasan, off kaayo og vibes. Nag joke2 ra unta tung other guy sa pikas table pero kaning ni hao fine shyt, naninood and nanduro na. Nakurat ang all kay pinakalit ra kaayo.
Imbes mag-alak pa unta mi sa laing place, nawad-an mig gana tanan tungod sa iyaha. Nagpa-drop na lang mi sa SM unya didto na lang mi nag-tambay sa cafe para mag-vent out ug magpabugnaw sa ulo, imbes nga manguli dayon. Di gihapon mi ka-tuo nga mahitabo to siya.
Lesson learned: focus na lang gyud sa alak next time like I normally do, lol.
Anyways, adto sad tas pikas guy nga ginatupo namo sa among bisexual friend. Kung naa man gani ka diri nag-lurk sa Reddit, pakigalaw palihug ang baso! Hahaha bet jud ka namo para mauyab sa among friend (naka red cap and black shirt nga 5’9 guy siya), matching kaayo mo. Seryoso ni, hit me up. Let's go! 😂
You know, sometimes I just miss having someone waiting for me at home. Like, someone I can just dump all my random thoughts to - small rants about work, weird little stories from my day, or just stupid stuff that happened that made me laugh or annoyed me.
I know, I know, I can act a bit nonchalant or detached sometimes, but every now and then, I feel this way lol. Dili ko nag-expect nga naa sila forever or nga perfect, but I just miss that feeling nga naa kay kauban bisan sa simplest nga moments. Sometimes, it’s the little things like laughing together over nothing, or just being able to sigh and say “today was weird” and someone actually cares.
Honestly, maybe I just need a pet. A cat would probably do. At least, someone to sit with me while I rant about my day without judging. Iinom lang guro nako ni ugma oy.
Tamang soundtrip na lang gyud sa dili pa mag-start ang shift kay Lunes na sad ugma, balik na sad tas kombati sa work. Usahay makahuna-huna gyud ko ba, unta naay murag Discord server nga chill lang kaayo ang vibe.
Kanang walay pressure ba, unya mag share-share ra og music, mag recommend og nindot nga books, o mag storya lang sa bisan unsang random hobbies ug interests nimo sa life. No drama, pure chill ra gyud. I think that would be very cool ug makawala gyud sa stress sa trabaho. Lahi ra gyud unta kung naa kay safe space nga naay ka wavelength pirme.
If there’s one definitive truth this world has hammered into me, it’s this: there is no backup plan, because I am the backup plan.
For the longest time, I thought that being independent just meant being strong. But it doesn’t. It means carrying the quiet, exhausting realization that you cannot afford to drop the ball, because there is no one standing behind you to catch it.
The moment I let my guard down, the moment I try to lean on someone else and think, “Maybe this time I don’t have to carry it all,” that’s exactly when everything starts to fall apart.
Ako ra gyud diay noh? At the end of the day, when the noise fades, it’s just me.
What a fucking cruel, repetitive truth.
Life has slapped me in the face with this realization so many times, yet I never seem to learn the lesson. I hate that about myself. I hate that despite the evidence, despite the constant letdowns, I still look at people and choose to believe there is genuine goodness in them. I still hope for reciprocity. But expectation is a trap, and people just keep on disappointing me.
My empathy is tired. My optimism is spent. If the world expects me to be the safety net while it continues to burn me out, then fuck it.
I’m done trying to keep the peace. I’m going to burn it all down instead.
the hypocrisy of being human
the constant tug between solitude and company
the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all
of wanting everything and wanting nothing
Kung unsa ka bugnaw ang panahon noh, naa gyud magpainit sa imong ulo ay.
Grabe naman ni nga pagsulay oy huhu magbinuotan na lagi ko, di nako mag maldita pero depende gihapon kay naa man gyud deserve ba. Lol
Anw, stay safe and stay dry mga tao!
These younger men (the 25-27 bracket) really know ball, honestly. C'mon guys, step up your game! Like, dli gyud ko ma disappoint with the younger crowd whether it's NSFW or SFW, they actually deliver.
Pero kaning mga tito? I'm just gonna zip my mouth na lang gyud because puro ra gyud storya ang tanan, teh! They have a bright future ahead of them as writers with how great their imagination is, pero way klarong output. All talk, no action.
To top it off, ang uban pa gyud kay way batasan, just bailing out last minute. (Though luckily, that only happened once, thank god).
But seriously, the bar is on the floor for the older crowd right now. Younger guys are completely carrying the team. 💅
Grabe noh lunes na lunes, the devils will test your patience gyud.
Please allow me to vent out kadali because kahilakon ko sa kalagot, kasuya and frustration. Makalagot ang thought nga nagshare ko sa akoang frustration sa akong supervisor about my workmate's productivity and work ethics. Gi share nako akong ka upset and yet, ako pa nuon need mag adjust. Nag adjust na gani ko sa akoang time, ga early in ko and mas daghan na sa usual number sa akong workload akong gina trabaho. So, how about my workmate diay? Kana gani, wala man lang syay giingon ana na part.
I really love working here and I love my job pero mao na gyud yata ning sign nako to jump off and find another company. Becase the same rule sa life and love, I don’t wanna sit at a table where I’m not being considered. I've done my best pero mao ra gyud ni siya siguro. I know di dapat gamay ug heart when it comes to real world, I've tried my best nga maging understanding and di i-mind ang ka fuck up gani but di na gyud nako siya makaya. Maka burnout gyud siya.
I’ve been thinking a lot about a couple of lines from Viet Thanh Nguyen’s The Refugees that absolutely floored me.
In one story, a mother sharply asks her child:
“Are you going to be the kind of person who always pays the asking price? Or the kind who fights to find out what something’s really worth?”
And later, when a character is actually confronted by a literal/figurative ghost, they think:
“But what does one say to a ghost, except to ask why he was here? I was afraid of the answer, so instead I said, 'What took you so long?'”
It hit me so hard because it feels like a perfect metaphor for how most of us live our lives when we're carrying old hurt.
We spend so much time "paying the asking price" of distraction. We fill our schedules to the brim, we bury ourselves in work, we scrolling endlessly, we entertain superficial relationships, and we collect hobbies - anything to keep the silence away.
We buy into the idea that if we just keep moving fast enough, the past won't be able to keep up. We try so hard to look like we've moved on. But the truth is, we aren't moving forward; we're just running.
We are terrified of the silence because we know exactly who is waiting for us in it.
And then, inevitably, it catches up. You catch a certain scent, or a song plays, or you just have one quiet Tuesday night where the distractions fail, and the ghost of whatever you've been running from is just sitting across from you. And that line “What took you so long?" is such a heartbreakingly honest admission of defeat. It's the moment you realize you're too tired to run anymore. You knew it was coming all along.
I think the hardest part of growing up is realizing that outrunning your past is a losing game. At some point, you have to stop paying the price of constant distraction. You have to find the courage to look at the things you've been carrying, acknowledge that they no longer serve you, and finally let them go. It’s terrifying because those ghosts, even the painful ones, can feel like a safety blanket. Without them, who even are we?
But I guess that’s what it means to find out what something is "really worth." It’s deciding that your peace of mind is worth the painful conversation with your past.
Anyway, I just wanted to spill this out here mintras gagana pa ang brain. Lol, good morning! Sala gyud ni sa weather kay maka reflect tag kalit.
We’re all just waiting, aren’t we? It’s this weird, universal thing we all share - constantly looking toward the horizon for an arrival, a big life change, or maybe just a feeling we can’t even put a name to yet.
Honestly, that deep sense of longing is just part of the human experience. It’s what drives us to look for something deeper, to crave real connections, and to keep reaching for things that feel just out of our grasp.
If you ever feel that heavy ache in your chest, don't look at it like you’re empty or lacking. Look at it as proof that you’re alive and vibrant. It’s a reminder that you’re still capable of wanting, loving, and dreaming of something so much bigger.
Kada naay mag ask nako ba if unsa gusto nako - kanang naay uyab or wala, ma tanga gud ko and mapaisip kadali like “unsa man gyud???!” HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Tbh, at this point of my life noh, wala naman gd sa akoang utok ba. Aside sa nalingaw ko sa akong single life, tambak pud kaayo kog trabaho to the point maskin makipag chika sa akong amigo, need pa i-sched. 😩
Pero btaw oy, grabe ka busy lately way char nga halos di na kaayo ko makabuhat sa akong hobbies. 9 days na pero akong libro nga gibasa wa pa tawn nahoman nga normally, mahoman naman kog 5 days pa lang.
Aside ana, sakit nasad kaayo akong likod HAHAHAHAHA. Asa nindot magpahilot sa may north area dapit oy? Please reco mo malooy kay badly needed. Thank youuuu!
Grabe, life is really too short gyud diay noh? It’s one of those things we know in our heads, but it doesn’t really sink in until something hits close to home. Like, tomorrow is never a guarantee that we’ll still wake up.
Just this morning, our supervisor asked us if we knew this specific agent, and we confirmed nga yes, kaila mi. Then the news came: he passed away suddenly. Ang sakit lang huna-hunaon kay bago pa gyud tawn nakapasar sa Board Exam tung bataa. Active pa kaayo sa office, nakig-chismisan pa namo recently, and then... wala na.
Moments like this always teach me to treasure and cherish life. If you love someone, tell them. If you want to do something, do it now. Do it scared. Do it alone. Do it even if you're hesitant because tomorrow is a luxury we often take for granted, but it’s never promised.
Stay safe and take care of yourselves, everyone. Hug your loved ones a little tighter today.
Kanang, share lang nako ha, but why is it that some people find it so weird if I tell them I go out and dine or drink alone labi na kay babae ko? Lol.
Mura ba’g automatic ilang assumption nga brokenhearted, gi-ghost, o miserable ko. Look, it’s actually so fun and therapeutic kaya! No need to adjust to anyone’s schedule, no compromise on what to eat, and just pure, unadulterated peace of mind.
Life’s too short to limit yourself and wait for other people just to enjoy good food and drinks. It’s a lifestyle choice, not a sad story.
Just to add, di kaayo nagapa hubog gyud and naga grab nako pauli aron safe gyud.
Sa nag suggest nga mag huck, thank youuu! Lingaw gyud diay siya bsan alone 😂 suggest na pud daw mog lain bi kay mao akong next adtoan.
Kanang di ko gusto mag entertain anything nga negative or maka badtrip ba pero gina testingan man gyud sa akoang mga workmates akoang pasensya always oy 😩
Mao ning ga sayo ko usahay buhat sa akong tasks ba nga wala pa sila sa office kay makasuya nga malangay ko tungod rapud sa ilaha like imbes gi-hire kay kuyaw ug judgment and no need na i-supervise unta pero makalabad sa ulo kay mas petiks pa nako. Okay ra gyud mag petiks basta di mag cramming sa workload and di ko madamay kay labad sa ulo maguba ang data/reports tungod sa ka complacent ra nila.
Naa pud di mang join ug meeting, mao gyud baya ning mga sakit sa ulo ay. Bsan naka work off ka, mu-pm gyud kay lagi unsure or kaya daghan reklamo. Hays
Di ko gusto masuko or what pero let me just vent this out kay galabad akong ulo sa kasuya. Di ko gusto mubalik yosi sad kay hagbay nako niundang anang bisyoha pero murag maka tempt na nuon. Sge lang, dayoff na btaw ugma, iinom ko na lang ning ka stress pste oy.
Unsanamaneeeee 😩