Starting today, I vow that I will not open my Facebook and Instagram accounts because I am wasting my time with these accounts and am getting more superficial. With the hopes that this will make me more focused on my goals, I still hope that I can still find a way to connect with my friends abroad.
Even though I know that I can find this online and download it eventually, I still pushed through on watching Kuroko No Basuke: The Last Game. Aside from the fact that I can’t wait to download this, I really enjoy the manga and anime that I have to give respects to the team who made this and at least pay for a movie ticket.
The movie has been playing in the cinemas for weeks now. Thus, it is not of a surprise that we’re only four during the screening. I would like to think that it’s better this way. At least real fans would be watching and I don’t have to deal with tactless people.
Every second was enjoyable. I managed to escape from my reality and enjoy. It might be very difficult for the writers to not to outshine Kagami and Kuroko with the other wonderful and highly skilled and gifted characters but Aomine and Kise really killed it! If you know the anime and manga and if you read the extra game in manga, you know what I mean.
I am very grateful to the Kuroko no Basuke team. You gave happiness through your work.
I hate my life right now.
Actually it’s more of that I hate the responsibilities that are pushed into my life because of our consequences. It seems I’m feeling this way because I have that sense of entitlement that I don’t deserve this and such. Bull.
I’m not enthusiastic of the Filipino culture wherein you have to take care of your parents. I love to. But I don’t want to feel responsible for their lifestyle. In my situation, it’s like I will not have a life until my parents’ are done.
It’s not a sin to be born into a poor family but when you stay poor even though you have the potential to live a better life, then that’s a very big problem. I will only blame myself.
I’m confused on what to do because I keep considering what my parents would feel. To me it’s black and white. But to a lot of people, I have to dwell into the grey areas as well. I want to help my family but I don’t want to feel that I am responsible of them. They are already adults. If they don’t want to help themselves, why do I get punish?
Why is it that I do my best to be financially stable but my family will find ways to keep me in debt? Why can’t they just live within their means? Why do they have to boast that they have money but it’s actually to my expense?
I have my goals and dreams too. I don’t want to be stuck here forever that I will resent my family for all the missed opportunities that I should have had.
I hate myself for writing this instead of studying for my future.
Since January 2017, I felt depressed and stressed. Mainly due to my workmates’ uncomforting work ethics and my demand on myself to be excellent. I need the money from work so I can’t just quit anytime. Couple this with my disinterest in people. I am a yes person so this is definitely alarming.
I seem to be surviving but I reached my boiling point this May 2017. Now, I have the dillema to press my standards or just be forgiving and mediocre. It’s difficult to be kind when you’re already fed up. It’s also challenging to care when you try to be less involved so you won’t have to take things seriously. Lesser stress if you don’t get yourself involved right? Lesser bearing if you don’t value it that much right? That’s what I am to avoid: being indifferent at work.
But I’m more important to myself than the people at work. It’s better that I preserve my sanity than be concerned of their and the clinic’s welfare all the time. Accept them for their substandard work than be stressed. Turn the other cheek than be stressed. I don’t want to be like them– less than mediocre. Just thinking about them makes my cortisol level high.
Goodbye sweets, coffee and sleeping late. Hello to exercise.
I jogged for ten minutes. I almost blacked out. For endorphins!
Every other month, I eat at Izakaya Kikufuji in Little Tokyo at Chino Roces Avenue, Makati. It’s a good 15 minute walk from my work so it’s no real hustle. But if you’d be taking your car to the place, you might get stressed by the traffic towards the place and on where you’d be parking your car.
I haven’t really tried any Japanese restaurants except for those in the malls but I am greatly satisfied with the quality of sashimi in Izakaya Kikufuji. Thus, I keep on coming back.
This might be my 20th++++ time eating sashimi here and as always, I have been ordering the same thing:
1 Salmon Sashimi / Shake Sashimi
At this moment, I ordered San Ten Mori a platter of sashimi (three kinds, three slices per kind). It costs 480Php. You can choose whatever sashimi you like. You can even instruct the staff to have nine slices of salmon sashimi for this platter. I had six slices of salmon sashimi and three slices of tuna sashimi. By the way, in Izakaya Kikufuji, the sashimi cuts are done very generously.
2 Gyu Kyushu / Beef Wagyu Cubes
3 Spicy Shake Sashimi
Spicy shake sashimi (380Php/ order) is best eaten on the same day you ordered it. Preferably eat this with rice also. Basically it’s just salmon sashimi cut in smaller pieces with mayonnaise, spices and tempura crunches.
4 Tuna Sashimi
I’m not a fan of tuna sashimi. I just ordered this to give contrast to the sashimi platter I had. You can skip this.
In terms of drinks, I haven’t really had any paid drinks in this establishment except for calamnsi juice (65Php/ glass). It’s not exceptional though. Izakaya Kikufuji offers complementary hot / warm tea and tap water. They also have take out boxes and service charge.
I haven’t tried eating here during lunch time. I normally arrive there past 18:00, before everybody else enters the restaurant. Better be there real early or have reservations.
Information on Izakaya Kikufuji:
Open everyday: 11:00 – 14:00 and 17:30 – 23:00
After procrastinating for almost my whole prep year, I lost it. I lost my interest in all the people except for my immediate family.
I have become the number one person in the passive – aggressive game. I would say yes but deep inside, I am dying. I’d be introducing ideas to bond but I’m hoping you’d say no. I’m becoming real crazy.
I hope I’d regain the interest in people. I hope to reintroduce myself into the world and not truly lose it. I hope I can be inspired again by people around me and not be disgusted by the world. I hope and I pray. But first, let me study.
This started two weeks ago.
I have to control my emotions all the time.
I have to make sure that I give the appropriate response.
But I am drowning.
Of all the imperfection in my life.
I just watched About Time but I can’t channel that positivity yet.
Oh how I want to.
But I’m just not capable right now.
I am drowning and I can’t share this to anyone.
It’s too negative.
It’s too insignificant to their lives.
I am drowning.
I hope I can be trusting again.
It has become very hard to keep it all inside.
I am drowning.