Life Lately : Back to Square One!

Hey! It's been quite a while since I posted about what's happening in my life lately. The last quarter of 2016 hit me like a whirlwind. I'm not kidding!

The last four months of 2016 was extremely exhausting and overwhelming. I have no idea how I survived the sudden changes and tiny annoyances of my daily life. I am back in Manila, AGAIN! How many times do I have to go back and forth? I honestly don't know too.

But it's not all bad actually. Ever since I got back from Baguio, I have been doing my best to make time for my friends whom I have missed so much. I haven't met everyone yet, but I will definitely meet more of them hopefully before this new year ends. See, the thing about going to different schools and working for different companies is that you eventually create a lot of small circles and it's really hard to find time to be with them when you have a lot of shitty adulting stuff to do.

I've been here in Manila for 5 months now and I've been such a nomad during my first 3 months back. Seriously! I spent two months at my sister's place, then, a little more than a month at my temporary dorm. Apartment hunting exhausted the shit out of me. I almost gave up (and somehow considered maybe living in the streets?) because I was just sick and tired of walking around the city or looking through OLX checking out bed spaces within my budget. I have to consider a LOT of things aside from the rent fee. I wanted a nice neighborhood that is close to my work, grocery stores and restaurants. I'm still adjusting to the crappy temperature and don't even get me started with the crazy commute that I had to deal with everyday since I transferred to our main office. I missed the five-minute walk down the hill going to my office when I was in Baguio. Would you believe I have to go to work 2 hours before my shift just to make sure I won't be late??? And I live in the city where I am working!!!

Wheeew! I have to chill, I know!

I got sick twice since I  moved back to Manila. Everyone knows I'm such a pathetic loser when it comes to physical pain and discomfort. I hate being sick. But when you're SO stressed out, even if your brain thinks you can still function normally, your body would just dramatically disagree. That's what usually happens to me whenever I try to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. The first few weeks of being back in the city was nothing but a royal pain. The heat pisses me off, the traffic stirs up a lot of horrible thoughts within me, the crowd, oh the crowd, man! I just couldn't take it.

BUT! I really tried my best to adjust and be at peace with the fact that I AM REALLY BACK. I've always been wondering why I'm always excited to be in other places except in the city I was born in. It's a bit shameful, I know.

Fortunately, after about four months, I was somehow able to get my shit together.

So, I was already able to meet my relatives here in Manila. I was even able to spend a day at my grandparents' place sometime November. I've been meeting friends for brunch, lunch, coffee or even just for a quick 'hi'. But more importantly, I have finally moved to the dormitory I've been eyeing on since November!!! Woohoo! 

Moving in day be like...

Papa Gangstah helped me move my stuff to my new dorm, then, we walked at the weekend market in Salcedo and I rewarded myself with an ice cream for not crying about all the shits I went through!

Yes, I still miss my room in Baguio. I miss the privacy and the infinite anime marathon! This new place where I am currently living has some sort of rules that I need to follow in order not to get complaints from my roommates, or worse, get evicted. I have to tone down a little bit on the anime binge-watching (or the unnecessary dancing). Basically, I'm back to the life I had when I was 23, back when I first started to live on my own. And you know what? I like it. I really don't know why I am totally fine sharing a roof with strangers. For someone who hasn't lived with anyone other than their family or relatives, this could be the scariest thing in the world. But not for me. I love every single moment that I am out of my parents' house. Home is wherever I am, wherever I am happy and wherever I can be myself. 

Ever since I was a kid, I've always been craving for this freedom and independence locked deep within my heart. I waited so long to get to where I am right now. I am proud to be a 21st century nomad. I have never stayed at one place for more than 2 years, hell, sometimes not even for more than a year. And that's fine! This is my life! This may not be exactly how I thought it would be, (you know, the crazy cycle of packing and unpacking my luggage) but I am happy that I am living my own life again. I go wherever I wanna go, wherever my heart takes me. 

I like how things are unfolding these days. Sure, there are a lot of unpredictable annoyances, but there are good surprises too! If you keep your eyes and mind open, you won't miss them!

Never ending meetups with friends! ^^