sentimentality slippage #007

Yes, I admit, I miss (eating) ice cream.

Cold Stoning with my sister somewhere in San Francisco
(California, USA / March 2010)

Ah, so many flavors, so little time! Chos.

And the winner is... me!

And I was able to rationalize why. I think. Read about it here in my travel+foodie blog Lamyerda.

sentimentality slippage #006

I miss sleeping.

uhh yeah, that's me underneath, in between waking and sleeping
(somewhere in Sagada / May 2011 photo by superfriend L)

Hmmmm so why am I here?

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

sentimentality slippage #005

I know my superfriend M said to be grateful that I'm in the situation I'm in now, but still, I miss chilling out.

like hanging out at coffee shops to chill, read a book, people-watch,
write or journal and stuff (August 2010 at Cravings, Shangri-la mall)

Like taking it easy, no stress from too much work coming from different directions, relaxing and stuff like that.

But right now, aside from teaching and my weekly writing gig for POC (latest article out already, on queer marriage proposals including *mine*), there are two mainstream TV stuff going on plus an independent project going on, aside from being super-pumped to start two personal projects.

Yes, I'm super-busy, but life is grand that way sometimes. Still, it's nice to stop and smell the aroma of coffee sometimes. And to just chill.

So yes, I miss that.

sentimentality slippage #004

For some strange reason, I miss eating chocolates lately.

See? It's your fault. Chos.

I'm doomed.

See, I already stopped having sweet cravings like this. For years. But lately, as I go back to the rush of media writing work, I seem to be looking for such sweets as I write. I guess more than coffee, this works for me now. Hm. So I guess the usual stock of Hershey's plain chocolate bars will once again be visible in my fridge, just like before. Hm.

I'm doomed. Or my thighs are. And belly. Frak.

But why is this sentimental? I guess I also miss the times when I hung out with my mom and younger sis at home as we split one whole bar of chocolate during the '80s. See, during those days, you can't just buy any US-made chocolate bar anywhere. We get our supply at vending machines inside the US base in Clarkfield, Pampanga where my father worked for a couple of years. When I was ten, I learned what a nickel, dime and quarter means, and I loved using them in vending machines that spit out such chocolate bars. Yeah, I miss those moments.

Ah, Three Musketeers. I miss those as well. I am so doomed. Grocery this weekend. Hm.

sentimentality slippage #003

Since it's still raining like crazy here in Metro Manila, I still miss sunshine!

and goofing around with it, especially near sunset,
with my camera and made-up amber filtering system
also known as my sunglasses

And people who contribute sunshine into my life.

like the soul who took this photo
(San Juan, La Union / April 2011 photo by superfriend L)

So there.

sentimentality slippage #002

I miss basking under the sun. In the proper context, at least.

Comme ca.

beach-bronzed at Banana Island somewhere in
Coron, Palawan (May 2011)

Just because it's raining here in Metro Manila and typhoon after typhoon torments us the past days, and the coming days pa.

sentimentality slippage #001

I miss the girl who reads.

From the girl who writes.