I stole this picture from my Kuya Kenneth but it pretty much sums up what I want to say right here. Happy mother’s day to you all! Mama Esther, Mommy Amy, and my Nanay, Remelie. <3 :’)

Mama Esther and Mommy Amy I miss you guys so much. You guys took care of me for the first 8 years of my life while my Nanay is off seas working. You guys did your best to raise a well mannered and polite man. I guess it’s time to decided whether you succeeded or not eh? xD aha but for reals though, you made my life such a joy back in the Philippines. Though we lived we very little money, there was never a day where I felt poor. I was rich with the love and joy you guys passed down to me. You have thought me how to live based on the love around the world, you helped me deter myself from having a materialistic attitude. Even though I don’t remember much growing up in the Philippines, I know you guys did your best taking care of me even though matigas and ulo ko. :’) Thank you for everything, I will see you soon!

Mama! (Remelie) This year officially marks my 8th year living with you haha. I know you had trouble raising me. I didn’t really know you but I was excited to get to know you. But I was also excited to live my life.. with that being said I was a very rebellious child who was hard to hold down. But a few years back I realize how much you went through just to see me. How much you went through to bring your family to Canada, to a better life. Worked for 8 years to help out her family prosper and to send my cousins to College and University. Like DAMN WOMAN. You have 6 siblings and you helped them all out aha. That’s crazy. But look! It’s all paying off now. Kuya RJ is highly successful with school, he’s going to Washington soon. And now we have Kuya Jude come here with his family and Ate love who;s going to be a nurse to live with us. AND you have your own business set up! You’ve been through the downs ma.. now it’s time for us to lift you up. :) But yea.. I can’t wait to wake you up and give you the biggest hug in the world. Happy mother’s day, I love you. One day, when I become successful I’m going to make Mother’s day everyday for you! Just watch haha :) ok I love you!  
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Why I don’t try anymore?

When I actually try to better my self, there is something in the world that will happen to slow down and stop me from changing. Fuck it man.
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NIGHT TIME. WHY YOU MAKE ME SAD
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God Damn.. how times have changed eh? To a stubborn teenager to a responsible family man. Out of all the people in U of A to go to Washington, you were amongst the chosen. You are the biggest role model in my life. I wish you the best of luck, and I hope you design a kickass airplane. LOL good luck kuya, love you bro &lt;3 (Taken with instagram)
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I like fun.

As much fun it is being in a good relationship, looking for one is far too much effort. Especially at this age when we have other priorities to deal with. This is why I prefer to go out and enjoy life. Enjoy it with people who I know will stay for the long run and what not.

No I’m not saying I don’t want a relationship. I would rather be found by someone who really genuinely wants to get to know me. In the mean time, fuck it let’s have fun haha xD
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I always wonder what would certain people say if I express them my honest opinion about them.

Will we still be friends?

Will your views on me change?

Would you still accept me? 
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saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay word 
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SAAAY WOOOOORD
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refraction-: nenamacarena: mishalmoorebloggyblog: As seen on Facebook. (posted by Homestead Survival) A sweet lesson on patience. A NYC Taxi driver wrote:I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90’s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboardbox filled with photos and glassware.‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.She kept thanking me for my kindness. ‘It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’‘Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, ‘Could you drivethrough downtown?’‘It’s not the shortest way,’ I answered quickly..‘Oh, I don’t mind,’ she said. ‘I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. ‘I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft voice..’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired.Let’s go now’.We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move.They must have been expecting her.I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.‘How much do I owe you?’ She asked, reaching into her purse.‘Nothing,’ I said‘You have to make a living,’ she answered.‘There are other passengers,’ I responded.Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one. I saw this on facebook and legit cried a bit  I can’t. All of the feelings I’m feeling tonight. I just can’t. Awe man.. This makes me think of all the possibilities in my life.. past and future alike /&#8217;: -sigh- 
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What would be perfect?

Someone stubborn enough to stick around and hold me down to reality, while not enough to bring me crashing to the ground and suffocate me.

Someone who is open minded, but interesting and mysterious enough to keep me guessing. To keep me wanting more.

Someone who would rescue me from the cycle of  loneliness, someone who will be there to watch your back when I can’t support myself anymore.

Someone like you. 
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imsopaid:

i’m going to look good in that dress. and my flabby arms will be gone. take my word for it.

I my self will look equivalently hot as Channing Tatum. JEJEJEJE
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Anonymous asked: whats your opinion about a first love?

Someone who wakes you up? lul? Idon’t want to type it out xp 
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Anonymous asked: have you been in love more than once? you dont look like the type lol

Haha I know I don’t look it! I’m not very good at showing it to the public. But I know I can say I try my best to show it to the person I have feelings for. TBH, get to know me. There is more to me than what you see 
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