Boys’ Guide to Everything: Pilot Episode

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Since I’ve been away from home for more than a month now, this post is dedicated to The Boyfriend and to all the guy readers out there.

First thing first. Girl’s love hearing this. It has 3 words and 8 letters. Say it!
“I got food!”

There ya go!
And what better way than bringing the love of your life a food that you cooked yourself?? No, don’t answer that.

The Boyfriend loves to cook. More than that, The Boyfriend loves to cook for me and that makes me one happy girl — except for times that I want to cook and he keeps on badgering me and I was like “gtfo of the kitchen!!” but that’s another story ;

Not all boys like to cook or knows how to cook so while I was cooking my favorite dish the other day, the idea came to me.
Why not make a boys’ guide for cooking?
(Why not make a boys’ guide to everything?)

Welcome to our Pilot Episode!

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Everyday We Learn

So nagising ako tapos naghilamos at dumiretcho sa kusina. Sayang yung sinaing kagabi so na feel ko magluto. Sinangag ko siya with garlic and egg, tapos naisipan ko mag Adobo — ang mahiwagang Adobo na nakasira ng gabi ko kagabi. Help me God, isa akong Pilipino na hindi marunong magluto ng Adobo! Parang sinabi mo na din na isa kang Mexican na hindi kumakain ng Jalapeño, o Italian na hindi marunong magluto ng pasta, o isang Chinese na hindi marunong sa business (Racism and Stereotyping. Sorry) So tinry ko siya lutuin. And voila!

Yung eksenang sarili mo nang luto pero pag titikman mo na mapapatanong ka sa sarili mo — “Would I dare?

Pero syempre kinain ko pa din. No choice e!
Matututunan ko din yang Adobo na yan on my own, or so help me God!!

So tapos ko kumain, hala akalain mong sumakit nanaman yung ipin ko. Yung ipin ko na pina root canal ko na nuon, so hindi ko maintinihan kung bakit masakit, pero masakit siya. E kasi naman, ako din tong makulit at di ko inalagaan kaya ayun. I know one of these days kailngan ko nanaman pagkagastusan to kaya kailangan ko na talaga makahanap ng trabaho. The Boyfriend taught me something though. Luya on the wrist. I’m skeptical but let’s see if it works.

Speaking of trabaho, still waiting for my documents para mailakad ko na ang DHA license ko dito. Though nagpasa na rin ako ng mga Resume ko sa iba’t ibang lugar kahit wala pa akong DHA. Wala pang news so far, so that’s that.

Ang sarap din mag jogging dito, kaso sa totoo lang nakakatamad maglakad papunta sa beach pag magisa ka lang. Malapit lang kasi kami sa Jumeirah public beach kung saan merong running at bicycle track mga 3 blocks away ganun. So parang pinaka warm-up mo na yung pag lalakad papunta dun. Gusto ko din sana i-bike, kaso hindi ko pa sure kung marunong pa ako mag bike, pero sabi naman nila e once na natuto ka mag bike, marunong ka na for life. Totoo ba yun?

Pwede bang dumating yung time na mawala sa isang tao yung isang bagay na ang tagal na niyang ginagawa?
Think deeper kids.

 

-Out

Discovering Dubai

DubaiWhen I first landed in Dubai and alighted the plane, the very fist thing that popped into my head was “Damn it it’s HOT!” considering that it was Summer when I came here, I still cannot believe how hot and sticky the wind was against my skin. I was born and raised in a tropical country, so a sweltering summer is not new to me, but I tell you, heat in here is intolerable.

The sun here also sets late. It gets dark here past 7 PM whereas in the Philippines it’s already dark by 6 PM. But aside from a whether forecast, there are also a lot of things in Dubai I want to share to you, and I hope I could share these without shaming my own country, but alas, it’s impossible not to compare.

In Dubai, Laws are respected. That’s the number one thing I learned. People respect authority and they are afraid of the Police. Even the smallest little things like traffic lights and pedestrian lanes are honored. In our country, people does not care about the law because they can buy the police. Here in Dubai cars stay on one lane. and there’s no traffic because everything is in order. There’s a bus stop on the side of the streets with a bus slot so vehicles don’t have to go around them.There are no intersections, just roundabouts. There are no street litters and there are no street beggars. Everything is fully automated. The Buses and Metros use one transportation card known as Nol Card. The government own most of the things the public use so there is uniformity. Parking spaces can be paid via text. Toll Gates are not really gates but are just car stickers and scanners that automatically charge you when you pass under them and this is can also be paid via text. Streets has speed detectors and will automatically take a picture of your car and your face — probably in HD. There are no old card here as they are not allowed on the streets. The water and electricity is paid as one and is also run by the government. There are only two Network providers and one of them is run also by the government — The Etisalat. Etisalat provides cellphone, landline, internet, etc. You cannot buy a random sim card on the streets. To buy a sim card you need to provide your identity and this number will be tied to you from then on forward, so you cannot easily use a number to scam people. They have a centralized record here for each person wherein everything about your identity is kept — your address, your number, your work and even your fingerprints, so whatever you do, there’s no escaping once you get a record.

Despite the hot embrace of the air, I am learning to love everything about Dubai — especially the Arabic bread. But every time I see how efficient and organized everything is, I can’t help but look back in my country and it saddens me to think that while other countries are already in the future our country is still stuck and sometimes, even back pedaling. I realized that scenes in futuristic movies won’t actually come true in all places all at once. Some countries will arrive there faster.
And I keep on thinking how, oh how on earth our people keep on voting rotten leaders and why can’t they realize that they have the power to change the course of our country.

Okay, enough depressing thoughts!

On other matters at hand. It makes me think… Have I found a place where I can plant my roots?

Bisikleta

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7:00 PM

Para lang yang goma, kahit gaano katibay, pag binanat mo ng sobra pa sa kaya, mapapatid at mapapatid yan, kaya minsan kailangan din ipahinga para mag reset.

9:00 PM
Never pa ata ako naghanap ng father figure eversince I can remember. Never pa ako nangarap na sana meron akong tatay. Last week, na try ko.
Nasa supermarket kami nun, tumitingin ng mga gulay gulay na masarap gawing snack, nang merong biglang nagtawanan sa likod namin na nakapukaw ng atensyon ko. Pag lingon ko merong mag amang puti na mukhang merong ginawang kalokohan kung saan maluha luha sila sa katatawa. Dun ako nakaramdam ng kaunting pagtatanong kung ano kaya ang pakiramdam na magkaroon ng isa pang parent na pwede mo ding takbuhan pag kailangan mo o pwede mo maging kabiruan. Inggit ba ang naramdaman ko nun? Parang gusto ko ng father figure na akin lang. Hindi tito ko o lolo ko kundi tatay ko. Saakin lang. Siguro nga nainggit ako kasi merong isang tao jan na nakayang talikuran at kalimutan ang unang unica hija nya at nasakto pang saakin yun. Alam ko merong plano kung bakit nangyari ang mga nangyari kaya hindi ko naman hinihiling na sana nagstay siya, kasi maaring iba din ang buhay ko ngayon kung andyan siya. Naisip ko lang, baka masaya din.

10: 25 PM
May tindahan ng bike. Habang iniisip ko yung plastic na nakatakip sa pinto nun para hindi lumabas yung lamig ng aircon at kung meron na ba akong nakitang ganon sa Pilipinas ay biglang merong isang lalaking lumabas dito na tulak tulak ang isang maliit na pink na bike. Kumpletong merong basket sa harap at palawit sa manibela. Kasunod ng lalaking ito ay isang batang babaeng nakapalda ng puti na may ruffles at tumatakbo paikot ikot sa bike. Matapos namang itest ng lalaki ang bike paikot ay pumasok na silang muli sa tindahan.
Isang bata nanaman ang matutulog ng may ngiti sa labi ngayong gabi.

11:07 PM
Irog, hindi ko alam kung anong ginagawa ko dito at kung anong dapat kong gawin. Ang alam ko lang, lahat magiging maluwag at madali kapag kasama kita. Alam ko lahat kakayanin ko kahit pa ano o ilan o paano o gaano, basta karamay kita.

Sabi nga ni LeAnn Rimes:

 How do I live without you?

 

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