From Seventh

I may seem not so busy to other people (even friends) because I am really active in Messenger or any communication platforms.  But I am actually drown by thoughts, schedules, and deadlines. I just can't let messages unread. My emails and Messenger are open anytime because I shouldn't be overthinking what is the conversation about and sort of. The main thought: "Finish it now."  I observed my working style and I saw myself draining my energies just to finish all the works I have to do. I set time and schedule when I do things, and I make sure that myself will not be abused over time. For example, I will check and export the unedited images from my photography works today, then I will enhance them by tonight or tomorrow.  Or, I will do my schoolworks today so I can go somewhere tomorrow and just relax.  These things are just basic self discipline. I also make a to-do list on my Mac for a specific day, and no pressure if I can't finish them all. But well, I fail this...

I have Mariel in my life since Senior High School. My +always+ rumored girlfriend because we click as fck when we are together. We are a proof that a man and a woman can be really close friends (and not in a Carson and Dio situation in I'm Drunk, I Love You (2017, Dir. JP Habac)) My friendship with Mariel is actually unexpected, on my part at least. My closest one during first weeks of Senior High School was actually Barbs, and then we eventually got a whole squad. Me and Mariel used to try out many student-friendly resto around Mendiola back in our Senior days, while our other friends were always going home late from school or either practicing. I have many pics of those! Mariel's mom is a rapper so she has to go home at exact time, that's all I could say. Glad we still can eat tho! Our friend group 'Boombooms' stayed until now in college, we're still really close and a home for each other. But Mariel, for me, is my closest one physicall...

  + HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY + Today is May 14th of 2023, everyone is celebrating a happy mother's day. For the past year, I've seen a lot of babies, new moms and dads. I've witnessed how happy they  were. These parents obviously saw a new meaning of life. For more than a decade, actually 13 years, I never experienced celebrating mother's day with my own mom. I don't know what it feels like.  I'm seeing dozens of social media posts dedicated to moms. Some are celebrating out of town, in a mall, or just a simple dinner at home. And here I am, and my siblings... we share the same photos of our mother for 13 years since she passed away.  One of the main reasons why I want to keep photography alive in my life is because it serves big purpose: to preserve memories. My poor family wasn't able to save our printed photos wayback in 2000s when our province was hit by typhoons. My nanay only have around 3 or 5 photos in our own collection. Another sad thing, I don't...