Take It from the President

While listening to President Digong's SONA, there was one particular line that struck us (and I know most of you can relate to): "We cannot move forward if we allow the past to pull us back".

At dahil dyan, siyempre, hindi mawawala ang usaping pag-ibig. Lalo na sa mga hindi pa nakakamove-on at sa mga ayaw pang mag move-on.

Lelz.

My friends and I had a small talk earlier and I was asked a question: How did you get out of a 12-year relationship, got through the heartbreak, and took things in stride? 

I smirked. 

I have been asked this question a million times already. And so I'll just wrap everything up in this post.

Believe it or not, it was not easy. No heartbreak is.

I had shares of crying an ocean and drowning myself in it. I must have sung Rhett Miller's Come Around more than once every freakin day. I went into a downward spiral to self-destruction by gulping down alcohol - which shocked a few of my friends because they had known me as someone who does not drink (but I do have occasional bottle of beer or two now because I believe it's healthy).

Yes, it wasn't easy. I had to listen to Rebecca Black's Friday over and over again just to remind myself that there are things worse than heartbreak (imagine the horror). Apparently, there's none. But I survived. How?

First, I've dealt with the emotional separation before the actual break up occurred. Maybe it's a bad thing and it's not something I am proud of, but that's my best move not to receive a fatal blow.

Second, I have my platonic relationships to thank. My world doesn't revolve around a guy alone. So when I lose a guy, I still find emotional intimacy from close friends to whom I can cry my heart out until the pain withers.

Third, loving can hurt but it is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Bakit ko ipagkakait sa sarili yun? I refuse to drown in misery -- ito lang yun eh. Masarap kaya ang magmahal.

And last but not the least, I prayed. I don't think anything is more powerful than a prayer. I am not a religious person, but at least, I have Someone to turn to whenever I feel like I have nothing more to lose.

We all have our shares of heartbreaks and we all have our ways of coping. There's no quick fix to heal a broken heart and no one's going to tell you how to do it. But you will always have a choice whether to remain slumped in the dumps or to stand up and just pull your shit together.


The Sunday Currently Vol. 5

It has been a long time since I did this. Actually, I'm just too lazy to blog about something with substance. But I am testing a few products and will be reviewing about it soon. So please stay tuned.

Anyway, I just woke up from a short nap. Camped out, snorkeled, jammed, chilled, and unplugged with Jan. It was indeed a weekend well spent.


CURRENTLY...  

Reading 
Bills, bills, and bills.  Nakakastress. Promise.

Writing
this. Sadly, I'm losing the verve. Hence, the dwindling blog posts.

Listening
to No rain by Blind Melon. Been meaning to learn how to play that on ukulele but damn that dreaded E chord.

Watching
this for 5 minutes already. And I'm not even blinking.
Why so cute, Totoro? Photo by CL Terry

Thinking
of ways to overcome insomnia. And I am becoming insomniac just by thinking about it.

Hoping
to learn how to do that perfect roundhouse kick with my left leg.

Loving
the weight I am gaining. I am actually working on a muscle buildup with an explosive workout from my Muay Thai training.

Wanting
that Under Armor sports bra but it is toooo expensive. And oh, pink hand wraps too. :)

Needing
more sleep. I am having only 2-3 hours of sleep every night for more than a week already. Surprisingly, I don't feel tired. But pimples started popping out and I hate it.

Feeling
pumped up. I have days to look forward to and that would be Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. :)

Wishing
Jan would actually join me and become a Nak Muay too. (I know you're reading this dude. Hehe) ;)

Clicking
news information and proudly shared it with Jan kasi akala ko makakatulong ako. Only to find out it was dated a year ago pa pala. Haha. Damn. Basa-basa lagi.

How did you spend your weekend? I hope you had a good one. :)


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Ecoskinlove Eco Balm: The Wonder Balm

Our Balut Island getaway gave me a lot of scratches and insect bites that left ugly red marks on my legs. I usually just leave scars alone and let them fade on their own. But since I will be wearing shorts in my Muay Thai trainings, I got a little conscious I decided to look for a product that will speed up the healing process.

A friend recommended Ecoskinlove Eco Balm, said it was effective for her acne scars. I was actually hesitant to get one only for the reason that I don't like balms in tub. I find it unhygienic knowing I would introduce bacteria every single time I dip my fingers on it.
Ecoskinlove Eco Balm
To lessen the exposure, I had to transfer a small amount to a smaller tub.

But I got one anyway. And thank the high heavens I did. Because other than my kaartehan, I don't have issues with this balm. In fact, it did a lot of wonders to my skin - even more than what I expected. And a product like this deserves a review from someone who doesn't actually do reviews unless it's worth the time. So allow me to share why I dubbed this as a wonder balm.

Hey Diddle Diddle

I was known to be a sleeper in class back in college. And when I wasn't sleeping, my classmates would find me scribbling absentmindedly. Half of the pages of my notebook (if I even had one) were filled with doodles and the rest were just clean empty pages.

I might have offended some of my professors back then. Doodling is frowned upon not just in class but also in any occasion that requires attention. What they do not know is that when I am doodling, contrary to what most people think, I am actually focused and interested. You see, because of a disruptive sleep pattern (I was, and still is, an insomniac), my brain cannot help but release high levels of adenosine (see? I was listening to my lessons) to pay off my sleep debt. So when I am really interested, I try to fight sleepiness and other forms of distraction like daydreaming and spacing-out by doing whatever stimulates the brain.

Of Birthdays and Testicles

I never really look forward to my birthdays. My 20s isn't all that awesome and isn't really my favorite decade. Climbing the hills of my 30s isn't that glorious either. At least, that's what the internet told me.

My face has been slammed with those "30 Awesome Things to Do When You Are 30", or "You'll Regret It If You Haven't Done These 30 Things Before 30", or "10 Life Lessons People Should Learn Before They Turn 30", or "10 Things Successful People Do By Age 30" yadda yadda. I never really read the entirety of such listicles because my attention span extends only up to 3 list items and the rest would already sound gibberish knowing I have miserably failed.