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10-Minute Warning CXCII

What can I write here in under ten minutes?

Let me just list down what happened today:

  1. Lately, I have been drinking FRESH POTS every morning. Again. Today is no exception. 2010 Dewey is screaming with joy.
  2. I recited Steiner Math at home. Again. HOLLA IF YA HEAR ME!!!
  3. I walked from my mall of choice to the nearest hospital. That’s 1 km.
  4. I walked from the hospital lobby to the 12th floor through the emergency stairway to buy my dermatologist’s medicine.
  5. After going down to the hospital lobby via elevator, I walked from there to the mall. That’s another 1 km.
  6. I met with my Mother, my cousin May, and my Tita Maggie, and we had a lovely merienda at Paul. I ordered a tartine salmon, and paired it with a refreshing glass of mango juice. It was excellent! I’d order a tartine salmon from Paul again.
  7. I walked around the mall to cool down further. I almost tried a different cafe that also serves affogato.
  8. I was mocked by a group of people because of my face. I know because when I passed by them, I heard them saying, “Pogi ang pananamit, pero ang pangit ng mukha.” (The style is nice, but the face is ugly.) I’m aware that I don’t have the face of a matinee idol. In fact, I have been insecure about my looks for a long time, and their mocking didn’t help at all. I was really hurt. Thanks for that.
  9. To calm myself, reset, and feel better, I dropped by my favorite cafe again, and I had a hot Earl Grey tea. This time, I only stayed for around ten minutes. I already did my Monday ritual anyway, so I’m good with a quick cup of tea.
  10. I went home with my parents and my cousin May.
  11. And now I’m writing this post.

Oops. My ten minutes are up. See you in the next post.

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A part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).

Header image: Edward Eyer of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

10-Minute Warning CLXXXVI

So, what can I share in under ten minutes?

I will start with a rant: I rarely lose my belongings. That’s why I’m so frustrated that I misplaced my trusted small bottle of ethyl alcohol. Or worse, I lost it. Is my frustration irrational? Maybe. But because I rarely lose my belongings, I’m absolutely frustrated with myself.

But then again, I can’t stay frustrated for long while looking for it. That’s a lost cause. I will just buy another small ethyl alcohol. Thank goodness, it’s only worth PHP 30. And this is a lesson for me as well: even if I rarely lose my things (EDC or not), I need to be more careful with them. I can do better.

As for work, there are no urgent tasks today because it’s a holiday. (Every last Monday of August is National Heroes Day in the Philippines.) There were also tasks that I could’ve done by the end of the month, but I finished them today. Now my workload is pretty non-existent.

And in closing, I salute the heroes who fought for the country’s freedom, the heroes who continue the good fight, the heroes who fight for a better life, and the heroes who make a difference in this world. Happiest National Heroes Day, Republic of the Philippines!

That’s it for now. See you in the next post.

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10-Minute Warning CLXXXI

Since I’m heading out to my safe space and have a caffeinated drink, what can I share here under 10 minutes?

Firstly, let me rant for a while: In my current job as an admin assistant, I expect a lot of billings during the first week. I got used to working on those billings, but what I’m still not used to is checking a set of reports handwritten by one of our employees. His reports are fine… except that the way he writes the letter E looks like a fusion of the letters B and R, and that hurts my head every time. Ugh.

Anyway, what else? Oh… Lately, I noticed that whenever I listen to music on Spotify, sometimes it plays the perfect song or at least a line or two whenever I do something. For example, last Friday night, I heard the line “I took a sip from my devil’s cup” from Britney Spears’ “Toxic” (one of my favorite Britney Spears songs ever) when I took a sip from my favorite Jack & Coke Zero.

The music video of Britney Spears’ “Toxic”.

Since then, I have been calling the aforementioned drink “The Devil’s Cup”. Thanks, universe, Spotify, and Ms. Britney!

…and my 10 minutes are almost up. I need to go. See you in the next post, and have a nice week ahead!

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