On not having a jowa at 20sh something

Babala. Medyo personal ang post.

9:00PM, payapa akong naglalaro ng online games dahil may quests akong ‘di matapos-tapos. Nasa kalagitnaan rin ako ng scrolling sa Instagram dahil naghahanap ako ng halaman para sa kwarto. Habang ginagawa ko lahat ng iyon sa isang malamig na gabi (salamat sa aircon at Meralco na naibalik ang kuryente at 6:00PM), bigla akong kinausap ni Lola.

“Ilang taon ka na. Wala ka pa ring boyfriend. Kaya mo bang mabuhay nang mag-isa? Mahirap mabuhay mag-isa.”

Syempre, super concerned lang talaga si lola kaya niya nasabi ‘yon. Two years na akong super independent sa buhay (in some ways), at siguro, nararamdaman niyang kailangan ko na nga ata talaga ng makakasama sa buhay.

Kaya nga, dahil sa conversation na ‘yon, naisip ko lang ‘to:

  1. I do not need to rush. Kalma lang. Not having a jowa at this age is not a need. In this time of pandemic, mas marami pang pwedeng i-prioritize. Prioritize genuine friendships, relationship with family, and self-development.
  2. Not having a jowa does not make me a less person. Ewan ko ba. Uso pa rin ata ‘yung thinking na kahit anong ganap mo sa buhay, kapag wala kang jowa, laging kulang. Hahehehe.
  3. I am at peace at this age. I am blessed and contented. I never felt alone because I have so many meaningful relationships with my family and friends. While I am at this age, I am busy dreaming and fulfilling those dreams one step at a time.

‘Yung edad ko atang ito ‘yung edad na kung saan halos lahat ng ka-batch ko may achievements sa buhay. May kanya-kanya silang milestones. Nakakailang anak na. Nakakailang work na. Nakakailang bansa na napuntahan. Super happy ako for them, genuinely.

Kung gaano ako kasaya para sa kanila, ganoon rin naman ako kasaya sa kung nasaan ako ngayon.

Lahat ng tao, may kanya-kanyang oras sa buhay. Kalma lang. 🙂


It’s okay not to be productive, friends.

This pandemic has brought us a lot of problems. Some are physically suffering. Some are emotionally unwell. Some people are definitely disturbed and so anxious for not knowing what the future holds.

My Personal Experience (And I am honest about this)

Right now, I am privileged enough to be writing this blog. Through this, I can cope with all the emotional ups and downs that I am going through. Wow. The term.

To be honest, for the first few weeks of the quarantine, I was able to establish a routine and to follow it religiously. I tweaked some of my activities whenever it is needed. I also added and changed my room decoration to have a new working ambience.

Again, for the first months, I was able to be “productive” because I felt that I had to be productive since I have the luxury of time. But, let’s be honest, it’s not always a good day.

There were days that I feel down about what is happening. I know that I couldn’t control these things. I always felt laying down on my bed, looking at my ceiling, and questioning what would happen next. But most of all, I couldn’t help but to feel so down because of not being able to do things.

Why is it okay not to be productive?

After watching bestdressed vlog, here I am, typing this blog to write about not being able to do things recently. I will try to convince you, friends, that sometimes, it is okay not to be productive.

  • It’s okay not to be productive because (as what they say), we do not work from home, we try to work from home. We are facing this pandemic and I believe it is really challenging to work and be productive if we are in this certain phase of life.
  • It’s okay not to be productive because you need to focus on your health. Friend, you need to maintain a good mental health as well. If you would force yourself to work like you used to, then you are just being hard on yourself. (and that wouldn’t help you either)
  • It’s okay not to be productive because (maybe) you have done enough for the week. Your mind and body need to relax. You need to recharge. Yes, you need to keep going and to try to cope with the new normal, but then, you also have to take care of yourself.

Keep your chill. If you can’t do everything now, take a break.

Sip your favorite coffee. Have a good breakfast. Laugh at funny Tiktok videos. Share a meme with you friends. Watch movies without feeling guilty about the time spent on this.

Life calls for balance. As what Ashley (bestdressed) said, “There is not always a later.” Right now, consider doing the things that you’ve forgotten to do. Read a book. Have a good conversation with your loved ones. Keep in touch with good old friends.

Chill ka muna tapos, laban ulit.


Hashtags, Hugot, at Feels Free E-book

It’s the second day of enhanced community quarantine in Metro Manila. Hence, as a privileged millennial, I have the perks of working at home and spending more time with my family. Plus, doing my passion projects. Naks.

Since I am already finished with some of my requirements, I decided to upload an unpublished e-book that has been in my flash drive for two years.

Hashtags, Hugot, at Feels is a compilation of my essays and musings about life in general. It contains thoughts about social media Hashtag, Hugot, at Feels related hugots and feels at the same time. It contains seven short chapters which may help you reflect about life. Hehe. Light reading. Parang kwentuhan lang.

I just compiled some writings and decided to share it to the world. Hehe. Wala lang.

Feel free to download Hashtags, Hugot, at Feels !

Just click the title, folks.

Have a great day. Stay safe!



Rebuilding 2020 Updates

If I haven’t informed you, guys, my 2020 theme is Rebuild. Period.

With that, here are the things that made me busy for the past few weeks.

I renewed my vow to stay in the parish as a youth minister for another year. We went to Regina Rica in Tanay, Rizal for a short recollection.


Also in January, I was given a Service Award for staying in the same institution for five productive and meaningful years! I couldn’t be more thankful with this milestone! Not everything stays, right?


January also led me to another courage zone which is serving the youth ministry in our diocese. I was hailed (wow hailed) or appointed as one of the support groups. Lowkey as always, though this seemed prestige to some.


I am so blessed to meet new people from different churches in our diocese. I guess, it takes heart and mind to meet them. I am so blessed.

In February, I have fun learning Mandarin. It is indeed worth the traffic and travel going to UPD.  I attended my friend’s presbyterial ordination in Polillo Island in Quezon Province. Grabe, I couldn’t be more happy for him. Chika lang.


Also, last February 29, I was given an opportunity to share to Antipolo Cathedral Youth Ministry my thoughts and reflections about love, the AGAPE kind of love.

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I am beyond blessed to see young people who are interested and engaged in talking about love. Huhu. Minsan iniisip ko bakit ako ang nagbibigay nito eh samantalang ako ata ang ‘di makahanap ng True Love? Luhhh! 

Also, last February 1-2 we went to Baguio for a retreat and some sightseeing.


There are no ganaps for March because of COVID2019. 😦 I am saddened because I was not able to meet my students for the last day in school. Classes are suspended due to this pandemic. Everything was done online.

As of this writing, there are 52 confirmed cases of COVID in Philippines. It scares me and makes me panic, but what else can I do? I can only pray for everyone’s safety and health. May the good Lord heal our country. May this challenge end.  Amen.



From Reading to Writing

I never liked/loved reading before. When our English teacher asked us to read stories from Greek Mythology, I did complain regarding reading the whole thing. It bored me and kept me from doing other stuff. Good thing, this attitude did not precede until college.

I began to love reading when our instructor asked us to read a book series. I wasn’t forced to read. I kept on reading til I finished the five books in that series. Back then, young adult books were prominent that time because of its catchy and interesting title.

When I finished Statistical Probability of You and Me in three hours, I craved for more books and stories with genre like these. Thus, this made me read more books.

I crave to read more.

Writing was never part of my plan. It’s just that, while reading stories online and in print, I found myself scribbling my own stories, too. I started answering my own “what if” questions. Then, first chapter of my first book was conceived. Since then, I kept on answering impossibilities because I wanted to read something new.

My first story  was about a teen who fell in love with her church mate. Yes, this might sound corny and cheesy but I was sixteen back then! Haha. This was followed up with a sequel. (nakuha ko pang gumawa ng sequel) I persevered in writing stories even if I only had three to five readers.

I read. I write. I conquer.

My third story was about a college student who fell in love with her college professor. My cravings for reading a student-teacher story made me write this. I wanted to read such story, so I made my own story. This story reached a good number of reads on Wattpad. There came new readers and followers of my stories. There also came publishers who started releasing Wattpad stories as published books. This was the era when publishers picked stories which they liked. I was left alone, with my stories, unpublished. But still, I continued. I never gave up. I shared stories as much as I could.

I write what I want to read.

Through the love of reading, I was able to love writing new stories. Since reading exposed me to different worlds, I created my own world, too. This made me realize that there’s more to life than posting your ideas on Facebook, and Twitter. Collecting them and putting them in one formal word file could turn them into a published books (but not all the time, of course).

However, publishing is not always guaranteed. What can I guarantee you is the joy in writing and creating new stories, characters, and life. Through integrating lessons in your stories, you make people happy and inspired. You, somehow, affect their lives through the words in your books. Publishers may reject you but your readers won’t. Your stories and characters will never leave you. It’s always in your heart forever.

I never hesitated in submitting finished manuscripts to publishers. Lots of rejection letters arrived, but, it didn’t stop there. Lifebooks and St. Pauls sent an acceptance letters. I rejoiced for this only happens once, or maybe twice if I am lucky.

As of today, I currently have six books. My seventh is currently under editing. My eighth (if ever) maybe released next year. I am grateful for this blessing. Thanks, God. 🙂