Late Buses and Meerkats

They say Home is where the Heart is. So what if your heart’s all over the place? I’ve been home since August, but these past few weeks I’ve been suddenly feeling a bit homesick.

I miss my life in Manila. Mostly I just really miss my sister, my cousin, Justin and my friends (not so much the pollution and the traffic). I miss the anonymity and that feeling that you get when you’re in a big city where you feel like you can just go anywhere and do anything you feel like doing. I miss the bookstores (I know I’m such a geek but I do. I really really do miss the books). I miss the craziness that is Manila. But I know that if I decide to move back  and do the jobhunt thing again I’ll just end up bored and frustrated, and all the motivation high from the past months will just be for nothing.

The thing about me being here in Davao is I’m really starting to see a future for me business-wise here. There’s just a lot of things that I can do here. When I look at the Davao market and the food business I imagine a nest of baby birds hungrily waiting for the mother to bring them their worms. I know. Not the kind of analogy you want to relate with food, but you see my point right? Just pretend that you do. I’m not writing this for your benefit anyway, I just really really need to rant.

I was shopping with my mom for groceries today after we went to mass and I suddenly had this genius idea of opening my own food kiosk. I even went to Customer Service to inquire. That’s how inspired I am career-wise.

My personal life on the other hand, however, is a whole different story. I love the fact that I’m here with my family, and I do love my friends here, but oftentimes I just really feel as if there’s something missing. Maybe I just really miss my Manila family–real and adoptive. There will always be a part of me that I know only they can understand and appreciate.

I miss traveling. Ever since I started reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert, I’ve been feeling restless (like I always do, after I stay at one place for too long). It’s been a while since I last traveled abroad, and my recently renewed passport has been crying from disregard since I got it last April. Traveling helps me break free from the sometimes monotony of my life, and right now I just really need to break free. I miss the freedom it gives me. I miss my freedom. That probably is ultimately it. My freedom. I miss her. I miss her and the craziness of it all.

I’ve been downloading fresh episodes of my favorite series’ left and right since last week. There’s just a lot of good and fun television these days, especially since most shows have just started their new seasons.

One great surprise for me this season however came in quite a neat musical package–Glee. Glee’s a new and fun musical-comedy-slash-tv-show with lots of intrigues and scheming and an array of really fun dialogues. The show’s well written and the characters are pretty interesting. 

Glee is basically about a Glee Club in a high school set in Ohio. Will, the Spanish teacher, decides to take charge of the Glee Club after the recent facilitator was fired for indecent behavior towards his students. Will then opens up the club for auditions and eventually ends up with six new student members who all come from different cliques. The show takes us back to all the high school stereotypes we’ve all had to deal with at one point or another. It may have all the cliche high school elements we’ve come to be familiar with, but it shows it in a fresh and entertaining way. The show’s really something to watch if you still haven’t seen it.

Here’s a little snippet from the show:

I was in Manila when Milenyo happened, and it was one helluva experience. I can just imagine what the people in Manila right now are experiencing. I’m seriously worried about my friends and family right now. I hope everyone’s safe and healthy. 

I haven’t opened my blog for a while now. I keep forgetting I have one. I have this habit of writing online only when I’m really depressed, bored, worrying over something, or when the internet connection’s down. So maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe that means I have better stuff to do. Not really.

Anyway, I’m back in Davao. I’m not sure if it’s a permanent move though. Three-fourths of my closet’s still in Manila. I’m still rooting for the hotels I applied to in Manila to ring me up one of these days, or hopefully by September. But surprisingly I’m not too worried. Davao does that. It relaxes people. It seduces you. It pulls you in and makes you just want to stay. But I stand by my original decision–if something good comes up in Manila then I’ll fly back.

One thing I’m happy about now that I’m home though is the newly opened pilates/yoga studio that opened near my village. It’s a bit pricey for Davao standards but it’s pretty nice, and I’m loving Ashtanga Yoga. I love the stretches, and how energized and sleepy it makes me feel after the class. I was sweating buckets by the end of the session, and I loved it.

On a different note, haaaaayyyy.. If only I could just fly somewhere else and move there for a bit. I miss traveling and I miss living on my own. I just feel like I need something completely different.

I’m watching Travel and Living right now, and I’ve decided to put Taiwan in my top Thousand Places To Go To Before I Die list. Taiwan and Peru. They’re both just such picturesque places.

I’m so exhausted. Friday and Saturday was such heavy days for me, and I’m not talking about my cycle mind you.

I had a job interview scheduled last Friday for 1130AM, but I ended up being interviewed at around 3PM. After the interview I waited up for Chuch til about 5PM because I didn’t want to drive home by myself. We ended up spa-hunting til about 6PM when we decided to just call for home service at her condo. We had the massage at 9PM and I hung out at her place til about 1130. I didn’t have the strength to drive myself home anymore so I asked Justin to drive me home. I’ve never been too tired to drive myself home before. Friday was one for the books.

Then came Saturday. I had a lunch date with some of my college org friends from school. We ate at Manang’s. I’ve missed Manang’s. Manang’s never disappoints. The liempo still tastes the same. Eating Manang’s liempo is a reason in itself to drive all the way to Katipunan. 

Anyway after the lunch date at Manang’s and later at Chowking for dessert, the day consisted of: watching the guys play basketball at the covered courts, hanging out at Gemimah Joe’s place, met up with Chuchay at McDonalds, early dinner with Chuch, Gem, Mara, Missy and Justin at Flaming Wings (Chicken Tenders—original and bleu cheese dip), drove Missy to her friends’ place, drinks at Palm til the wee hours of the morning.

I woke up this morning exhausted. I’m just too tired from all the activities from the past two days. But I still have to leave in a bit to attend mass. Hopefully I can rest some more tomorrow.

The world just lost one of its best talents.

So I haven’t really blogged much since the broken A/C, but tonight that’s gonna change. Just for tonight. Who knows what writing mood I’ll be in tomorrow. For now let’s just pretend I’m not as lazy a blogger as you think I am.

Updates. Updates.

I finally bought a new laptop! Yey for me. I got myself a Macbook, and I got it at a bargain! AT LEAST I’D LIKE TO THINK SO. I’ve been a Windows user since forever so I’m still not used to using Mac, but I think I’m learning pretty quick. Thank god for web tutorials and Help sites.

By the way, his name is Lethario. Him. Yes. Him. The laptop. The beefy guy from Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist. It was supposed to be Dev… but Lethario just sounds more… wicked.

Oh and I have a job interview lined up for tomorrow. I hope I get the job. It’s for a hotel so I hope hope hope hope HOPE I get it. Not to sound like I’m whining about my lack of employment, but I don’t think I can take any more job hunting at this point. I NEED A JOB. I NEED SOME SORT OF ACTIVITY IN MY LIFE.

My sister’s room’s A/C’s broken. It’s been turned on for a few hours now and set on high cool but it still feels like I’m sitting beside a rotisserie. It’s so hot. More of humid actually. Point is it’s not a comfortable temperature.

I went to Katipunan today with Justin and his brother and cousin. I couldn’t help but feel nostalgic all over again. I miss my college days.