journal entry #2055

Both Mama and TP ended up going out to head to Parkway — I don't know where that is, by the way, except that it's within Baguio along Legarda Road. This was the one that would give free surgical operations as part of a government program of some sort. TP had to know if she'd be qualified so that she'd be able to have her goiter checked and operated.

In the middle of dealing with red days and now, migraine. Not really sure what to make of this, though.

100 words a day — just so I can say that I showed up on my writings. I mean, that's not so bad, right? Then why is it so hard for me to do? Huh? This is just something I can only rant for myself, you know. There's still the lack of actual action that I need to address. Hopefully, soon.

Went out to go to the grocery before it rained. I had to or else, I'd end up postponing it till tomorrow. And I don't want that. I also went out again around afternoon since Mama wanted me to buy eclairs. But there wasn't anything available. So she told me to buy siopao and chicharon instead.

Reiyouki Sentai Seitenger 7.1

RECORD #7: THE WELL-KEPT TRUMP CARD

The Vessels were busy preparing breakfast that morning. To be precise, it was Misae and Akira who were in charge of that particular breakfast.

"Is the fried rice done?" Eichirou asked from the dining room where he and Erika were busy setting up the dining table with plates and other utensils.

"It's almost done. A few more minutes," Akira replied. "But you can take the tamagoyaki and the mushroom soup here. They're both finished cooking."

"I'll get it." With that, Erika headed to the kitchen. One by one, she took the plate of tamagoyaki and the large bowl of mushroom soup to bring it to the dining room.

journal entry #2053

So Papa has a new reason cellphone number while the old one was gone, for some reason. Then again, I don't even have the need to ask anything about that, anyway.

Just saw the full teaser trailer of Encantadia Chronicles: Sang'gre that I believe was shown in today's Grand Mediacon of the TV series. And yup, they went all out on that show. Not sure if I'd be able to watch the actual show, somehow. But we'll see. One thing I noticed was the participation of Ricky Davao. So this was already filmed even before the actor passed away. Wow! That's really something.

Went out to head to the market to buy a few more ingredients for sinigang and also one more dish for dinner either tomorrow or the day after that.

So we got new rules about the trash that was needed to be collected and for some reason, it doesn't include the biodegradable ones. We were in a bit of a dilemma at the time. But I think the annoying landlady managed to work it out.

journal entry #2052

Went out in the afternoon to buy ingredients for chicken mami and other ingredients needed for dinner.

Ended up downloading some Spanish versions of the songs I'm familiar with and also 4 Norwegian songs. I guess I'm starting to go all out for it, huh? Then again, maybe that's for the best. I really want to up my language learning even just a little.

It rained hard while I was outside and in the market. So it was a bit hard to move around. Not until it stopped. It was cold, but I have no choice but to stay in one place in the meantime.

My gums were aching so bad again and I'm not liking it at all! Urgh! I know I shouldn't be relying too much on pain relievers. But at this point, I had no other choice. This was, in fact, similar to that one night that made me unable to sleep up until 3 AM.

Mama woke up early to make the puto since she needed to have it finished before 10 AM since the client would be picking it up by then. Of course, there were extras that we ended up eating as snacks, especially at night when I was doing my short language lessons and journaling.

journal entry #2051

I was frustrated on one half of the day because of waiting for me to be able to my blog again. But I chose to be patient because this was the only thing I can do.

Because of waiting for the time limit in my blog, I ended up downloading Zen Color just to keep myself busy. Yup, just me placing my frustration over the situation on the coloring app. Not sure if it did anything good to me, though.

Went out late in the afternoon to buy ingredients for puto that Mama had to make tomorrow because a coworker of my second sister actually placed an order of 50 pieces. It's not that much. But still, I can't believe I would see something like that again.

I guess I really am sticking to doing Norwegian in the meantime. Now all I have to do is to keep it up.

Seriously, why is it that I still haven't watched the episodes of From Old Country Bumpkin To Master Swordsman and even Gozyuger? My gosh! I'm way behind. Then again, I've been thinking of dropping the anime if this keeps up. Urgh! I don't like this. I've been dropping a lot of anime I've started watching lately. Why is that?

(episode comment) the too-perfect saint episode 10

Prince Julius is nuts. Obviously. All the bolts in his brain were seriously loose for doing all that. Not surprising that he ended up becoming the host of the archdemon that the exorcists were preventing to be revived. Glad that Philia reached the desperate Mia on time and managed to save her and Girtonia before it takes on the worse damage. But I was right. They did merge the supposed separate events written in Volume 1 and 2 of the light novel version. And they did it seemlessly, if I say so myself. One battle is over. Another bigger one is about to come because of what Julius did when he escaped. Seriously! He really can't accept defeat, huh? Narcissist much? And yes, I'm including delusional to my description of his kind. Urgh!

journal entry #2049

More coloring on the app done since my concentration is seriously elsewhere the whole day.

It has been noisy outside once again. This time, the landlady was to blame and being demanding with regard to Mama's plants to be moved somewhere in the front yard far from the stairs. Yup, we were all just annoyed.

For some reason, I received a shoulder bag from my youngest sister — saying it was from our aunt. Not sure who was the aunt that she was talking about. But I still received it — even when I don't usually use shoulder bags and would prefer to use backpacks (big or small) and sling bags.

I just felt so sleepy the whole day and I don't know why. I didn't even do much today and I also didn't go anywhere outside. So why did I find myself falling asleep before I could even stop myself?

Should I write the letters in my WIP "Letters To Sunrise" short, as well? I mean, like 10 sentences short or maybe just two paragraphs worth. I don't know why that thought came to me, though. I mean, I know I can. But the planning and the content of the letter would be the challenge for me. But let's see if I can really do it.

i seriously need to keep up... that's all there is to it

I was supposed to include these comments on my journal entry for today. But I figured that this would be the better option for today. Not to mention, nothing interesting happened today other than the fact that it rained again — hard. I guess monsoon season is really here already. In any case, I ended up doing this as I was resting from reading a web novel. Now that I finally finished watching these episodes, I can finally focus on doing something else.

At the moment, the only ones left for me to watch in the meantime are 3 episodes of Gozyuger and also 3 episodes of From Old Country Bumpkin To Master Swordsman. That's still a lot for my brain that seems to settle having a short attention span that doesn't usually happen. But hey, I think I'd be able to get by. I just don't know when.

But for now, let me write down my comments on 2 episodes of both Shirohiyo and The Too-Perfect Saint. Let's go!

journal entry #2047

We didn't get to properly dry the laundry again today because of the impending rain that only started to fall around afternoon and it's continuinb even as I write on my journal.

Went out to go to the market to buy a few more ingredients needed for my sister's lunch box and also for our dinner. I ended up walking from home to town because there was no available jeepney and the line was already long.

My sisters are back from their trip. But of course, since they were tired, they all headed straight to bed as soon as they arrived and did their usual routine.

Just did a lot of coloring on Zen Color app when I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate on doing anything. It does calm my mind in a way. I just need to make sure that it won't completely distract me from what I need to do — especially writing.

I watched the two episodes of Shirohiyo on my phone. And yet here I am, still hadn't started writing my comments on those episodes. Or maybe I just couldn't concentrate properly for now. Let's see if I can write it down tonight and post it by tomorrow.

Dear Future Husband,

Hi! How are you? I hope you're doing well and living your life when you read this. Or if not, I still hope that you're okay and that you're on your way to make sure you stay that way for a long time. We don't want to be a burden to each other whenever we deal with something in our lives, right? Or at least... that's how I feel at the moment.

I can't recall the last time I wrote to you like this, if I'm being honest. I don't even remember why I stopped writing letters like this to you at some point. But does that matter? Maybe in some aspect, it does — at least for me. This is me writing to you — hoping that any of the letters I wrote to you would reach you in one way or another.

I can't say I miss you, as I've never even met you or held you or talked to you. But I know I long to be with you. In my mind, I could see us holding us and smiling at each other — with no prejudice and pretenses. Just pure unadulterated happiness that blossomed between us. In my mind, whenever I would write about my day in my journal, I can't keep myself from smiling as I write about you and me.

I want to write about you and me — about us together — as each day passes by. I've been itching to do that now that the 6th month of the year has started. Two more months and it'll be August — my birth month. I'll be turning 34 by then. For some, it was way past the marrying age. But given how my life is at the moment, as much as I want to say I don't give a damn care, I still can't help feeling as if something is missing in me. I know that a part of me realizes that it's you.

Even the young me who dreamed of such romantic love to exists in my life wanted that to happen. For now, maybe writing letters this way would ease that longing. Maybe it would never do that at all. But I'm still here waiting for that day that we can finally be together to come true. I don't know how it will happen. I think I shouldn't worry about that for now, right? I'm trusting the process. I think that's for the best.

Who knows how our story will unfold soon? In the meantime, let me meet you in my dreams, or even in my imagination, until a miracle finally bridges the gap between what is still fantasy for me and reality that would happen for the two of us to be together at last in some way.

Until then, stay healthy and be happy, okay?

Just here waiting,

Florence Joyce