Mishy mushy and cheesy

Ms. E told me that I should hurry up and do the first move. To which I asked, how is that possible?

She loves making fun of my being single and my failed dating attempts. Whenever she asks me what I am looking for in a guy, I always tell her that I dont know. But the truth is, I really know what type of guy I like. Someone who exists only in films or drama series. Someone brave enough to declare his love and affection. Someone who is consistent, honest and faithful. Someone non-existent as others would say.

I am not the kind who would really do the first move when I like someone but when someone I like makes a move, I could easily give into temptations, I tell you. I had also learned to not speculate kindness to be something else. I am continually learning not to expect anything in return for my own unselfish deeds as well. And even though I may show submissiveness, I am not the type who would initiate contact. I would like to be approached moreso courted or at least given enough attention. No matter how head over heels I am about someone, if that guy dont reach out to me first, I would never initiate contact. And that would go on until I have clear understanding that we are in mutual respect of each other, making me comfortable to reach out and ask for favor or just wanna be mishy mushy and cheesy.


If it happens that I reach out to someone who I know I have a vague intimate or unlabeled relationship with, I am on a drunken dialling mode.
Whoever that maybe, I hope he gets flattered coz I dialled his number if I ever get to dial any. Lol.

Bumpin' Sunday.

Morning started with the ritual video call for breakfast with family. Papa was extra cheerful talking about his being officially a recipient of pension as a retired citizen. I was still lazily lying in bed when they said goodbye to go on with the Sunday church activities.

I decided to get up and slowly do the usual day off duties like the laundry and the dishes. I cooked yakisoba for lunch and packed my bag to pick up a package in the post office and then headed to the library. In the library, I tried to study as usual, giving myself breaks in between to read something else.

Ms.E suddenly sent me a photo of her having a yakiniku party at the comfort of her home and invited me to join her. Food! Who am I to say no to food?! In 20 minutes, I am home and traded my yakisoba and bottle of cider soda for a bunch of grilled pork, cabbage and bell peppers. Getting luckier, she gave me cheese desserts too!

I took a nap and realized that I had bills to pay so I had no choice but to go out again, withdrew funds, paid bills and decided to go get some groceries.

How lucky can I get that I bumped into another friend on my way home, Mr.Y and his sister Ms. C. He invited me for dinner at their humbled abode. I feel so elated and grateful that they welcomed me at their flat coz it isn't usual for a typical Japanese family to have new people in their homes.

Dinner was wonderful with the introduction of the Yona Yona Ale and ending with warm tea.

I even got an invite for a Sunday trip to Aoshima and a bouldering activity!

My heart is full with so much joy and gratefulness as these little things and actions come together to make me realize how blessed I am.

The challenge is to practice more Japanese so I can freely and heartfully express my gratefulness to these wonderful local people who make my stay abroad a great story.

365 QOTD
Were you "good" or "bad" today?

I tried to be good today but I fell short and I look forward to do more good tomorrow.

Unplanned Pizza Night

So far, I am enjoying writing about the detailed day-to-day events of my life. I realized that when I started doing this, I was on a low point and had been writing all about things that are sad and lonely. I guess, hormonal imbalance can really tip me off. It is difficult to deal with, but hey, there are lot of good things going on with my life.

Saturday is usually a busy day at work. Today was nothing different from that. However, the torrential rains the whole day and early evening, made it a more F$^$$d up night. Going home seemed to be next to impossible that I even thought that of hailing a cab just so I can go home as soon as I can. But Ms.E insisted that we just take a walk home. So we did. In the middle of the walkathon, the rain got stronger and halfway through, we were drenched in rain like ducks in a pond. The rain wasn't getting any weaker as we got nearer our home.

I told myself, I would order that pizza and I would grab a bottle of wine at the grocery store tonight, no matter how expensive it may be.

When I got home I was still contemplating if I still wanna order pizza coz it was really expensive and I can't really eat all of it. Tita G then sent a message and asked about dinner plans, so I told her that I wanted pizza but it was expensive. I asked if she want pizza, to which she said, "go!"

An unplanned Pizza Night at my place with Ms. E and Tita G!

Later on, Ms. E and I decided to go to Donki for a late night shopping spree. I got myself a blender, a soap, a deep cleansing oil and a facial mist.

Lately, I noticed with myself that I have been sort of obsessing with beauty products. From effective dry shampoos to moisturizer and electric facial cleanser and other beauty regimen! Ayayayayay!

365 QOTD

June 24
Q: Without looking at the previous year's entry first, sign your name.
A: No change in my name. Errr.. And I don't see that coming soon.
June 25
Q: What is your most prized possession?
A: My family. I have no other wealth but my family. I am here because of them, my dreams, some of them maybe a little selfish, but most of my dreams, I want to share with them. 

But at the end of the day....

I have been getting up from bed around 9am for the past consecutive days. That is a very bad sign.

I haven't been attending the Wednesday schedule of the Japanese conversation classes also. Wednesday, my day off, I really had no fixed schedule as to how my day off would go. Even laundry is not on the list.

Then, Tyas-san, my Indonesian friend, called and said that she would drop by and drop off the food she prepared for our lunch. With that, I had chosen to get up and dress up so we can go to the class together.

It was good. I sat down with two new students, both pretty Korean girls who were very jolly and fun to talk to. One Happy Point to start my not-so-planned Wednesday.

After that, my friends-Lea, Desiree and Tyas- spent the afternoon at my flat. I really had fun entertaining them and having them mess around my house. It is good to hear laughter and giggles in it. Then, we went to the mall for some shopping and checking out of make up and other stuff. After that, a quick stop at Mister Donut for coffee. Two Happy Points now.

We parted ways and I decided to drop by the bank and ask  if I can have a debit card-- sort of a prepaid Mastercard/Visa tied up to my savings account so I use it for online shopping and buying plane tickets. They said that offer only credit cards and I need to research myself if I can use my cash card for online transactions. Good heavens! Working for the customer service section of a famous bank for a while before, I find it weird that they need to tell me to research for myself if I can use my card for specific transactions, because they should be able to tell me that. But no mad feelings. It is a happy day as it is.

I just decided to take a walk around Tsutaya bookstore to clear my head and my mood. While doing that, an acquaintance messaged me and asked if I will go to the English cafe. Well, since I am available for that evening, I said, "Sure, see you there!"

The cafe was full of English conversations enthusiasts and we had to use another table for the chat. Which good, coz after a few minutes, 3 pretty girls and an older guy joined our table. Since the conversations went really well and we were still all having a good time, we decided to take a stop at a small shop for yakitori and dinner. This time, it was my chance to practice my Nihonggo which is still very, very bad. LOL. But they have been very supportive and I got to learn a words that night. One of the new friends I have met that night goes mountain-climbing too! The other one frequents the bar where I usually go to and asked if we can go to the bar one weekend night! I also got an invitation to a kids' programming session, it would have been fun, only that it happens on a Saturday and I work Saturdays. I am also looking forward to attending a Japanese debate in the future! Three Happy Points for Wednesday it is!

The day had gone overwhelmingly great for me. Thank you, Universe!

But at the end of the day, I still look forward to share my stories and the time with people I really care about, like my family back home in the PH. Then, hopefully, some day, with a significant other I can call my own.


Having so much time in my hands is not good.

Yesterday was Father's Day, I took time to post something wacky about the men in the family who I grew up with as fathers to me. From my biological father, to my uncle and to my late lolo.

Then, just now on my break time, I binged-watch several videos on my social media feeds-- reactions of first time dads upon knowing that their wife/partner is pregnant, father's day vids, greetings and the last one was a wedding sde made by a professional videographer friend somewhere in Canada.

Out of the blue, I asked myself:

Will I ever have that experience?

A dream wedding. A dream guy. A dream family.

Maybe one day, I will have the chance to write it in details, so that, at least, in writing, I have it.

Landslide Collab

I fell in love with this song ever since I heard it in Glee Series. Sang by Gwyneth Paltrow with Savannah and Brittany.

Then, a long lost friend I haven't talked to online for quite awhile checked my youtube page and offered that he would play the guitar and I do the vocals for this song based from the original track by the Fleetwood Mac.

It wasn't a perfect recording, but when I listened to my own voice with the music at the backgroud, it just felt different and I felt a little teary. I guess, the song really touched my heart.

I missed it for a good reason.

For almost 3 consecutive weeks now, my daily schedule hasn't been followed.

I didn't go to the Friday Japanese conversation class again. I've been missing it frequently, lately. Not good. Not good.

But I guess, today, I missed it for a good reason.

My cousin who lives in Australia messaged me if I have work coz she wanted to talk. She has been frustrated with how things are going on in their home and wanted to talk about it. So, I sat down, and just talked to her.

A little background

I grew up, with her as the elder sister I can closely have. Our families used to spend Sunday lunches together. We spend academic days celebrating honors and awards with ice cream and cakes from our favorite Uncle Manoy. She graduated first, worked as a nurse in the UK then moved to Australia where she started a new life with her "husband" and their 2-year old cute little girl.

The Now

As part of the new life, the husband's 15-year old son from the previous marriage, was petitioned and now lives with them. As someone who isn't used to having him around, and knowing my cousin, when she doesn't want/like something nor someone, it is hard for her to accept things as it is. Though she knew what she needs to do and other possible ways so they can start to bond as members of one family.

I can only approach things in the logical way I can see it. I have no experience with such acceptance of extra baggage and I have to very extra careful with my words coz I know that she is at a very sensitive state at the moment.

We both have lived a normal childhood family life and having to deal indirectly with this kind of relationship problems is simply something I am not sure if what I will say will matter or if it will even help.

I can only hope for the good things to happen after a storm like this.

I am no expert at things like these but they still like to talk to me about these kinds of things. LOL.

The Usual

I was able to get through the day quite calmly. The stress is a welcomed situation as it keeps me on my toes and just makes me excitedly look forward for the day to end. My coffee intake is improving to one cup at 3pm.

The Struggle

Since the day I saw one of my friends post a jenga set of her own, I have been craving to have one of my own. I checked Daiso but they don't have one. They have the Humpty Dumpty Brick Wall Set that can be played very much the same. I took that one and used it in class today. It worked pretty well, I think. But I still want to have that jenga set. So, next pay day, I will order one at amazon.jp

365 QOTD

What is your favorite dish to prepare?

I like prepping chicken noodle soup which I haven't cooked ever since I arrived here in Japan. But I recently enjoyed prepping okonimiyaki for my meals.

On Growing Old.

It was Lounge Mode, so I asked her what she wanted to talk about. She said she wants to know about the Geriatric Home Care back in PH.

Interesting. Growing old. How do people grow old in PH? Who takes care of them? Interesting  eh?

In the PH, if one has a family  usually, the grow old with the family, we call it extended or nuclear kind of set up. The government provides pension  but not necessary daily needs to the geriatric population.

There are no government-funded facility that can shelter this group. Only hospitals have specialized wards dedicated to this age bracket. Most home cares are privately-owned which are very costly while others are supported by foundations and donations from different sectors.

Quite different from how it is in Japan , she said.

At age 40, the working population is required to get a salary cut for their pension. This fund will qualify them to government support and facility once they reach the retirement age. They either go to a Nursing Home or a registered home care nurse visits their home and attend to their needs. All for a minimal fee since the government will cover much of the costs.Quite impressive and justifiable to work hard on your youth and let your money work for you at old age.

It's not scary to grow old, more so, alone, in Japan, I thought. I probably should consider this option.

I see myself as someone who can never be good enough, no matter how I try to be the best person that I can be. Why? Coz nobody stays. The person just comes and goes. The next thing I know I am alone again.
Though I am not closing my doors to possibilities, nor I am shutting off people from coming into my life, I have learned not to expect anything in return. I just learn to live my life alone. It will take a real man to make me feel I am someone worth it and soneone good enough.

As early as now, life is telling me that it's okay, right?

But in my deepest of heart, I am praying for someone to grow old with.

Wednesday Off

Wednesday is almost over and I am so looking forward to my favorite Thursday.

I stopped going to the Wednesday Japanese conversation class until further notice.

Work has been unimaginably stressful and demanding, but hell yeah, bring it on. I am so looking forward to the busy days ahead.

I went to the library today and did "self-study" but really, I feel asleep in the middle of reading.

Highlight of the day will be the completion of the collab song I have with a friend in the US. Though I wasnt really satisfied, he said that it was a good one for an amateur like me. A consolation. When he sent me the file and I started listening to it, I can't believe it was me. Haha.

We are up for more projects he said!

Then, ended the day with onsen with my hakado no tomodachi Tita G.

Work clothes for tomorrow (check)
Cleaning (check)
Laundry (wait)
Lunch box (wait)

All I know is, tomorrow will be a busy day.

365 QOTD:
How many pushups can you do?

Next question please!  I can do 5 to 7 pushups in one swing.

You know where to find me.

You know where to find me. 

Sundays are library days unless otherwise, Tita G has something scheduled like a trip to onsen, another town or just walking in the afternoons. 

As always, I am guilty of not studying what I planned to study. Though I am doing a good job of being off my phone, I am reading something else instead of practicing how to read Hiragana and katakana and simple Japanese literary pieces like douwa. 

I practice writing 5 kanji characters then go back to reading What If, then go back to writing and reading then, I go back more excitedly to reading Witches. 

Crazy as it may seem, I have this habit of reading multiple books alternately. Instead of finishing an entire book before jumping into another. 

Books bring me comfort whenever I feel broken. It may not give me that kind of joy another human being can offer but it definitely can give me that slow cure from being broken. Making me feel whole again. 

Books take me to places I dream of going to, inspire me to take measures to be where I want to be in the future, equip me with some sort of survival modes in real life, just a few, coz most of the time, experience is my best teacher. 

Library. Drowned in books. Sitting by the window. 

Sundays. You know where to find me. 

What are my priorities in life again?

Early this morning, my friend whom I haven't spoken with in awhile, sent me a message. She was asking how am I. I said, I am good and still homesick.

She said, it's okay coz I am lucky to have job. Then, started sharing that she is currently out of work and in the middle of self-pity and finding ways to survive and not having money. Just all about the misery she has been going through.

I had no idea how to respond.

In times like this, I am more curious of how she is handling things and what has she been doing to alleviate her situation. Just gotta move forward.

I told her that it's okay to sulk for a few minutes but then, gotta pick up her butt and just do what needs to be done, like keep on applying.

I told her that I know how it feels to have nothing and as if the world being against you.

I told her that every person has a burden, we just differ how we carry ours.

For some reason, she said that it felt good to talk to me that morning. I apologized coz, I wish I can do more like lend her money or refer her somewhere but I just have no capacity of such at the moment.

Maybe, it's just what she needs to hear from someone. I don't know. But I would like to believe that it is.

I said, if she needs anybody to talk to and help her see a more positive and practical side of things, she can message me anytime.

I really hope I helped her a bit by just having a conversation. I really hope I did.

In another news, I wasn't able to go to Japanese class today coz I was moving like a turtle but I did have time to play the guitar.

What are my priorities in life again?

Sunday came so fast.

Funny how life plays with my feelings--Saturday I felt so low and lone then came Sunday, I was with different bunch of people of 3 separate occasions i the day, to the point that eventhough I am already here in Japan, my father would still scold me and tell me to go home, on Skype.

30-yr old and single. My father still expects me to follow his orders. Lol. Oh well, I am not complaining.
I woke up lazily at 11am yesterday. I texted my Filipina friend and asked if I can come and visit her daughter and of course, pay respect to her mother-in-law who recently passed away. It was my very first Japanese wake visit.

It was very different from how it is done in the Philippines. Her husband was so accommodating, he taught me how to light the incense stick, pin it on  the white little vase filled with sand and how to pray.

He also mentioned that Shinto is not a religion but a way of living, how Japanese people are accepting all sorts of introduction of many beliefs for the sake of world peace. All of these were interesting to me, plus, I felt amazed that I got to go along on the conversation with more and more phrases I get to comprehend.

Then at 2pm, Tita G and her friend picked me and Ms. E up for a trip to Nichiinan to eat Pinoy dishes. We had pansit, kare-kare and spicy bopis. That felt like home a few hours.

We were home by 8pm and I planned to go grocery shopping but I fell asleep.

At 9pm, K invited me for boardgame night with other 2 gaijins. We played Betrayal at House on the Hill. After 2 sets, we decided to head out and look for some ramen.

This is how the universe plays with my emotions. One day, I feel so alone, then, the next day, I am so overwhelmed and surrounded by bunch of people.

Thank you, Universe.

At the end of the day, the best time will always be with family and someone to come home to. For now, I look forward to weekends. Let me look forward to weekends.

But still it was a good night. I suppose.

After a few weeks of being a couch potato, last night, I decided to go to the only bar I go to.

So, after doing the laundry and the dishes, I dressed up, wore my fave black jumpsuit and pink lipstick, tied my hair in a bun, and put on my white flat sandals.

The bar is on the third floor. I don't really know why they locate bars on higher floors. Kinda unsafe for drunken people who wants to go home. haha.

It was a good night. I suppose. I met a few interesting people. A travelling, drunken French guy, a guy who said he was born in New York but can barely speak English, a Japanese guy who was on a date with a very pretty girl and an old Canadian guy who has been in Miyazaki. Funny how just sitting down at my fave spot at the bar could get me to expand my circle, start conversations, piss me off at some point, get sarcastic and have a good laugh.

I played table tennis, billiards and jenga and the humpty dumpty version of jenga.

Two tall glasses of Highball and 2 glasses of beer (Im a slow drinker and had no plans of getting drunk) then I was ready to go home.

Walking alone at 4am, I just can't stop the tears from falling down. I was happy then I'm sad.

But still it was a good night. I suppose.

No matter how I despise the current administration.

As I write this, I have a can of “chuhai” wrapped in tissue. It’s the usual flavour I get on a Friday night that I don’t make my own mix. 

Tonight, my friend from the US asked me to sing the Philippine National Anthem. She has been bugging me about the lyrics last night. She even asked if I still remembered the Panatang Makabayan, so far, I can still remember a few lines from the old ones and can still recite most of the lines from the current version. 

So, after doing my chores and before I went to take my night shower, I did a recording of the song. It wasn’t perfect, I still have that short deep breaths very obvious in the recording, struggling on the high notes and trying to make sure I had the right lyrics in my head. It all felt good though. Every lyrics lingered. 

I am still singing it in my head. I have to learn to play it in the guitar too. 

I guess, I really love the Philippines. No matter how I despise the current administration. No matter how I adore this country called Japan, my heart will always have that biggest space for the country that nurtured me then later on, broke me into pieces. 

My deep apologies for moving out of the country. I just can’t stay broken my whole life. 

I am worried about my own family back home but it’s better that I am here right now. Coz, they would probably be more worried about me if I stayed.

Hiding My Heart by Adele Cover Song (Incomplete)

I had trimmed the video to cut the third stanza cover because it had become "guaj-guja" and I was already tired to do another cover song. I had done this recording last Monday night after dinner.

This has been my LSS for the past few days, thus, the attempt to let it out. HAHAHA.

I'm sorry for the incompleteness my dear Adele.


This is how the story went
I met someone by accident
Who blew me away
Blew me away
And It was in the darkest of my days
When you took my sorrow and you took my pain
And buried them away, buried them away

I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You'll disappear one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away

Dropped you off at the train station
Put a kiss on top of your head
Watched you wave
And watched you wave
Then I went on home to my skyscrapers
And neon lights and waiting papers
That I call home
I call that home

I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You'll disappear one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away
Away, yeah

Woke up feeling heavy hearted
I'm going back to where I started
The morning rain
The morning rain
And though I wish that you were here
On that same old road that brought me here
It's calling me home
It's calling me home

I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face against the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
You'll disappear one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away

I can spend my whole life hiding my heart away

26 May 2017

365 QOTD

Where do you wish you were?

I wish at the end of every day, I were home. Having dinner with family. Getting upset about Papa nagging me about my work-life-faith balance. With my mom, silently listening. And my sibs, internally giggling as I stare at them and ask for rescue. Haha.

I wish I were anywhere surrounded by love and secured by warmth. I really wish......

25 May 2017

365 QOTD

Did you have a dream last night? Describe it.

Hmmm... it was a dreamless sleep.

I didn't attend the Japanese class today. I just stayed home and prepared breakfast slowly and ate it more slowly.

I played my guitar and did one straight recording of my current favourite song, O Pag-Ibig. It was an entry to the PhilPop Music Awards 2016. But I didn't know if it got any award. After recording, I posted it on Youtube. LOL.

Work went smoothly today. Not really smoothly.

I sent an email to my siblings and my dad about the details of this month's remittance and it made me smile when my youngest sister acknowledge a line to be "Jollibee budget". I have always been bad at managing my own finances so I made it a point to do a breakdown of every bills to pay and a list of to-buys and daily expenses. So far, so good. Having an accountant father and a bookkeeper brother plus my own background in Accounts Receivables, made me a little bit more aware on how I should manage my finances, or at least try to really manage it. It is still a struggle, but I am getting there.

After work, I changed clothes and went out again to pay my bills. Then, I thought of peanut butter. So, I went to the nearest grocery store to look for peanut butter, but there was none. I ended up buying a pair of black shoes for work, sunscreen and a lipstick. Whatever happened to the peanut butter.

Dinner was fried fish, miso soup, rice and banana. The banana would have been perfect with peanut butter. Ugh.

Martial has been declared in the southern part of the Philippines. Reading posts on facebook has always been toxic on days like this one. As things start to get out of hand, I can only pray for the safety of my own family back home and hope that the current government would really deliver it's promise of peace and order.

Frustrated 24.05.2017

I want to write every day. And every day, I struggle where to start with what to write, since there's just so many uninteresting things happening in my life, I'd rather not write.

Coz, if I write every day:

.....it will just be all about being lonely. How I long for company, someone I can share stories with, instead of writing it down. 

.....it will just be about how I am struggling to blend in where I am at. How frustrating it can be to talk to someone and even ask for someone. 

.....it will just be about my frustration why I can't speak the language. That pressure I put into myself and unrealistic expectations upon things surrounding me.

......it will be just be about that news I've read and how valid it is. How I complain that I will not read the news anymore but I still kept reading it.

Today, I watched Beauty and the Beast again. I will never get tired of fairy tales. I hope, I really don't get tired of it and the feeling it brings. The faith, the hope, the romance and the music that comes with it. It is just so beautiful.

I wonder how my own fairy tale will be....

365 QOTD
Did you use your time wisely today?

I think so.
Hmmm.. I bought that guitar. A secondhand Yamaha C 60A model. I had already played two cover songs ;)

I did the laundry and ironed the clothes.

Also, the grocery.

Capped the day by going to the onsen with my dear Tita G.


At home, I would always find you in front of your sewing machine, inside your mini sari-sari store, squatting down doing the laundry, or busy in the kitchen. Never an idle time except for the designated time for siesta or bedtime.

I can still remember that day after the surgery. From the recovery room, they put me back to my patient bed, all weak and dizzy. You were there. I was motionless, I couldn't open my mouth, I couldn't utter a word, I just could't move at all. Your fingers move to brush my hair and to touch my cheeks. Tears started falling down from my eyes and you wiped then away. I cried because I wanted to say "Thank You" but I couldn't. Even until now, even if I say the words "Thank You and I love you" it will never be enough to let you know how grateful I am for having you as my Mother.

I can still remember that moment back when I was a child, I was asking for something but you were not able to give it to me, so I said, "Ang sama mo!" and then, you asked me, "Masama ba talaga kong ina?"

If only I can go back to that time and take back everything I had said and all the pain I had caused you, I would definitely do so. I regretted that day and all the days and actions I had caused you pain. Nothing I do today will ever suffice for all the sacrifices you've done in the past for me and my siblings.

Two thousand miles away from you every day is torture. I can't hug you. I can't kiss you. I can't sleep beside you. All I can say is "Labyu.Labyu." That will never be enough. No words can ever be enough.

But I want you to know that whatever good of a person I am today, I owe a piece of it to you. To you and to Papa. How blessed I am for having such Godly parents.

Blessed. What a wonderful word to describe myself.

Blessed because I have such an amazing Mom just like you.
Blessing, what a wonderful adjective to use for you, Mama.
You are a Blessing.
With you as my Mom, every day is a Blessed Day.
Happy Mother's Day Mama!

Lost in Translation

09 May 2017

365 QOTD

Today I lost _______________.

Today I lost buckets of tears again after completing the Second Season of Code Blue.

Code Blue is a Japanese medical drama series featuring one of the hottest Japanese actors, Tomohisa Yamashita aka Yama Pi.

Completing the series made me want to learn Nihonggo more. The entire series is just full of deep philosophical thoughts about oneself, relationships and personal values. I wonder what more if I can understand it from the first language like I understand English and Filipino.

Kudos to the translators and subtitle makers for the series as they were able to convey the emotions and thoughts, in my opinion.

I look forward to watching Season 3 soon!

First Solo Trip 02-05 May 2017

May 2, 2017
First stop: Tenjin, Fukuoka

Second Stop: Shimonoseki, Yamaguchi Prefecture.
This is the southmost part of the Honshu Island closest to Kyushu Region. The two islands are connected by the famous Kanmon Suspension Bridge. I was planning to go back to Kyushu Region via Kitakyushu City by walking thru the Kanmon Tunnel from Shimonoseki to Kitakyushu, but due to time constraints, I decided to do that some other time.

Mobile phones Charging Ports. Though not all buses are equipped with such amenity, most buses has it. So, there can be no excuse for non-contact nor worries of not being able to use the GPS. As for wi-fi, I haven't bothered to check since I have enough mobile data allocation for the trip. 

Going back to Tenjin Bus Station for my bus bound for Nagasaki.

This is the pathway for transferring from the Arrival area to the Departure Area.

View from the escalator.

The underground mall. 

Running away from Diapers or Peeing all the Way? What are these babies trying to depict?

I really find this restroom so fancy. Wouldn't you want to be welcomed by books on your way to doing Number 1 or Number 2. 

Yakiniku for dinner in Nagasaki. 

I had so much fun talking to my friend that I almost forgot about the time and I missed the last tram trip and so I had to take the train, alight at the next station and walk towards Nagasaki University to meet another friend who adopted me and took me on a tour the next day. 

May 3, 2017

This is one of the oldest churches around Nagasaki. It lies next Oura Cathedral where the famous San Lorenzo Ruiz was tortured and executed, as per my father's Skype history unsolicited history lessons. LOL.

My friend, Aura. She is a MEXT scholar under an 18-month Science teacher-training program in Nagasaki University. 

The Glover Garden was said to be a famous place where aristocrats and Dutch people visiting Nagasaki stayed and thrived.

Going to the topmost part of the garden, one can choose either to take the escalator or the stairs. 

Yeah. We were just in time for the wedding. 

Standing Not Allowed. 

The Greenhouse. 

Lunchtime! Carb-on-carb. Who cares!

Taking the tram to see the next attractions. 

The Peace Park 

At the center of the park lies this statue as a symbol of peace. 

The exact spot where the atomic bomb fell. Apparently, the bomb exploded 500m above the ground. It brought a very wide range of damage all over Nagasaki. 

Birds here are so fat that they can't fly very high anymore. LOL

I had that eerie feeling walking along this park. Due to time constraints, I wasn't able to visit the Atomic Bomb museum. I will do that in another day of visit. My friend warned me that it was like looking into that Martial Law exhibit that gives one a very heavy heart after the tour. It would make one cry. She cried, she said. A fair warning for me, coz for sure, it will make me cry. 

Waiting for the bus bound for Kagoshima.

Travelling around Japan can be an easy thing because buses are equipped with portable lavatories and blankets for sleeping. Seats can also be reclined and chairs are spacious enough. 

Kagoshima welcomed me a little bit chillin'.   

May 4, 2017
Inside Picnic with all the usual Pinoy breakfast food! 

Off to Sakurajima Island. It's a 15 minute ferry ride from the city.

The parts with the white sheet of paper are craters. 

I've changed. This is now my new Jejemon Pose. 

Not really that steep but my friends were scared to climb. So, I did it for the 3 of us. 

Chicken Curry. Japanese people loves curry.

I want to do this at home. Make coffee jelly and have lots of stock of vanilla ice cream in the fridge and whip cream in the cabinet because Summer heat is real. 

Homebound. The city welcomed me back with a little bit of drizzle. 

The 3-day trip was short and but good enough to have me back on track for now. 

Miyazaki City. 
May 5, 2017
Aya Winery

Ooops. Too early to get drunk. 

This spot in Miyazaki is famous for its fruit wines and sake-making activities. It is said that the spring water here tastes so good that it makes the best products out of it, be it wine, vinegar or even tofu. 

Different variants of sake, which all taste the same to me. But the fruit wines are heavenly. 

At the back of the winery, there is this small bridge going to a little forest.  

In the midst of the little forest, there is a little pond with lots of small butterflies and dragonflies. 

I'm not good with names of flowers but I like taking photos of them.

This is my current phone home screen. 

All these photos are raw. Unedited. No watermark on it either. But all these shots were taken with my mobile phone.

I may not have seen much during my 4-day trip but I was able to overcome fear of the unfamiliar, appreciate nature, breathe fresh air, experience random acts of kindness and reconnect to good people who then reminded me of my many whys in life. In one way or another, they keep inspiring me to be better and to just live my life to the fullest.

I had always wanted to do a solo trip. I never imagined it will be in another country where I can barely speak the language. True enough, sometimes, it's good to not think too much, just gotta pack the bag and fly.

Travelling is addictive. I am willing to spend so much for it than a signature bag or shoes or make up.