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10-Minute Warning CXIII

So, what can I tell here under 10 minutes?

Well, sad news: The lowest point of my life happened 5 years ago today, March 25. I’m supposed to reminisce that day through a blog post, but… I can’t finish it today. My mind and heart can’t finish the story today. I’m not even sure if I can tell the story this Wednesday or Friday, but I’m sure there will be a trigger warning before the post.

And some good news: There was reason for me to be happy yesterday, March 24, because it was the 59th birthday of my all-time favorite professional wrestler, Mark Calaway AKA The Undertaker. Happiest birthday, Taker! I hope you had a blast!

WWE’s tribute to The Undertaker last June 2020.

And time’s up.

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Header image: WWE and Freepik. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.

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 my favorite cafe Satchmi, 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.

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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.

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