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30-Minute Warning XVI

So, what can I write here under 30 minutes?

The past few days have been memorable. Let me list down:

On February 12, I walked from my home to Arcovia City with my Mother and cousin May… and then we walked back home. I hope to walk and jog to places other than Three Trees because changing my routine is nice.

On February 13, I finally got the posters featuring Riki “Riddle” LeCotey’s Wednesday Addams cosplay, and all 3 posters were signed with “Happy birthday, DW!” I’m on cloud nine even now. Ms. Riddle is such a nice lady. I hope she visits a comic con in the Philippines this year or later.

On February 14, I attended Mass with my Mother and cousins for Ash Wednesday, and then we had some burgers and milkshakes at Shake Shack. My stomach is happy.

On February 15, I attended a gig organized by my younger brothers and their team. Even if I’m not much of a nocturnal as I was, it was nice seeing bands rock it out live until 12am. I hope to see more musical acts this year.

And then I started today, February 16, with a chicken drumstick meal with my younger brothers at Frankie’s BGC. It has been a while since we ate there, and we missed it. After our late dinner, we went home and I slept like a baby. Good thing I didn’t have work to do, so I took it easy. Tonight I went to Oversight, had a baked ziti and iced tea, and I updated my journal after.

Right now I’m finishing this post while I’m drinking my Jack and Coke. The weekend has officially begun!

And time’s up.

Header image: Josh Sorenson of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.

10-Minute Warning CVI

I know I said I would publish a birthday post for my no. 1 hero, Dave Grohl of Foo Fighters, today. But I’m not proud after reading what I wrote for the nth time. And also, I’m mentally unwell once again. I think my recent bout with mental illness may have started when I skipped my meds on New Year’s Eve. (Since 2019, I never skipped my meds. Oops.)

I’m sorry. I hope I will be better on Friday, though I’m not sure if I will publish my letter to Mr. Grohl on that day. Again, I’m sorry.

Header image: Quintin Gellar of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2023.

10-Minute Warning CIV

All right. What can I write here under 10 minutes?

Today I don’t feel like writing about how my day went. But what I can share are my plans for The Diary in the next few weeks.

On January 31, 2024, Wednesday, I will be publishing my post-birthday letter to my ultimate hero, Dave Grohl of Foo Fighters. Right now I’m still working on it, and I hope I don’t fuck it up whether my idol reads it or not.

On February 6, 2024, Tuesday, The Diary turns 1 year old! And in celebration of that, I will post the lessons I learned after I blogged regularly for a full year.

And oh! As for the lack of header images on my posts lately, that’s because my software subscription has expired and I honestly cannot afford it for now. I hope to turn things around soon. In the meantime, no header images.

Wish me luck!