Wednesday, May 7, 2025

journal entry #2021

Daddy's death anniversary. That's how we call my maternal grandfather, by the way. Mama ended up cooking vegetable tempura, pancit and lumpiang shanghai as an offering.

Because of that, I had to go out to buy ingredients for that. I also bought ingredients for two batches of ice candy — chocolate and mango-flavored.

We were able to make the two batches of ice candy when TP arrived home early.

I don't know why, but I really feel weird hearing and seeing my mom recite bible verses slightly loud as I was doing the dishes. She doesn't usually do this. And honestly, she would only start doing weird things/unusual things when the problems that she was facing could possibly be something she couldn't escape already. It doesn't happen often, but I sometimes hate that my guts would turn out to be right when it comes to these things. Here's to hoping I was wrong, though.

I deleted a lot of videos that were on my phone and so, in a way, there were more space there than before.

Haven't written anything — again! Urgh!

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