Back to Back Again.

i’m so tired right now but i still have a few things i want to take care of for work, just so that i’m not too overwhelmed tomorrow. so as i mentioned my birthday wish was to be left alone all weekend and it was granted. i didn’t check anything online, i stayed dormant on the couch catching up on shows, movies, games and more shows. but this weekend was another story. it all starts with the fact that my cousin was having an engagement party (i did forget to mention that i’m fulfilling another first and definitely not the last of being a bridesmaid :)). anyway, work was hectic on friday because we were having a panini sale at work trying to raise money for Movember helping out our three mo’s raise money for their staches. so much fun but it took over 3 hours of my working day (time well spent i should say because it was a tremendous success). on and off with J trying to figure out what we were going to be doing that night (all knowing it would be pure chillage but we were debating about the logistics).

not knowing what i was going to wear at the party, i decided to fit the following before heading out to Rian’s place for some pre-drinking. so first meet up with the girls, travel to lcbo before scavenging h&m for outfits, then eating at the urban eatery, then heading south excited to play dance central 2 on kinect. this took only 2 hours non stop. then we started drinking and dancing the game. wow that is a major workout. if you want to save money on skipping out on a trainer, play the kinect. the game is very engaging and very interactive. then we dragged our tipsy selves to raq for even more dancing and sweating. then missioned home with J after a full blown disagreement and tear. (highlight which was shortlived was the birthday shoutout i got that was very random and it felt sweet at the same time, aww these peeps love me :))

we get home and we sleep as much as we can. 5 hours later we’re getting ready to travel to a filipino restaurant for ace & laile’s engagement party. what a perfect venue for an intimate gathering for family and friends. we purposely starved ourselves so we can eat a good meal 🙂 and we did. it wasn’t amazing but it was good enough for our cravings, ace’s mom could cook better but the lechon was devine!! haahah – there was a whole lot of catching up with my other cousins tina & frank, catching up with the tito’s and tita’s & of course lola. it was a beautiful day outside and it couldn’t have been any more perfect than what it was. they had a slideshow and it literally made me tear up but i forced it not to come out hahaha. i’m so excited for them, and the wonderful journey they are about to embark on. even as a cousin i felt she was perfect for him. there was something about her and i’m sure i’ve already mentioned this to both of them and i’m super glad that my cousin snatched her up. i was there throughout the initial courtship and i saw how much my cousin wanted to be with her and as i got to know her and when i tagged along on the chicago trip, i knew!! there are just some couples who have a certain positive aura about them, there’s this one thing that just fits well together. i get overjoyed everytime i talk or think about them and that’s that. Congratulations to you both!! (their story)

of course it was also pacquiao’s 3rd fight with morales, after all the back ups and finalizing what to do, we ended up seeing xtian & dauph for this special day, i think this is 3x in a row for this ppv fight with us going to sauga. anyway xtian was still running errands when we arrived in milton. talk about great foursquare checking ins for 2 hours. yes he made us wait for him 2 hours. within the 2 hours were epic though because we were able to settle what we were arguing about the night before. and of course whenever we go to an event, we always end up talking about our own set of events. there were talks about NYC in March, him going on a boys trip in april or so, and me going to texas for my cousin’s wedding. then we started talking about the picture. he’s finally got his mindset on right and have some good plans for the future. we set our 3 year plans, up to 5 years and if god’s willing, we meet our designated targets and we’re set for the next stages; having a family, our own home and all the riches we are able to handle hahaha. it was a much needed 2 hours for some counseling.

then xtian arrived, we picked up dauphe and we were set on watching the fight. word of the day “awkward, awkward” along with the awkward bobble. pacquiao won what else is new. then we ended up at a random 24 hours diner for some late night eats. we then travelled from the airport all the way back to scarborough and shortly after got some much needed power naps. we then after all the bf3’s and netflix shows, headed over to pmall for some fishballs and beefballs. then we all went home and here i am blogging about another long ass weekend. i’m exhausted and all i want to do now is curl up into j’s arms and sleep.


sweet dreams everyone.


ISSUES Transpiring

so ever since my way older cousin came in the picture, earth shattering feelings wave over me.

i’ve never acknowledged the fact that i had a dad. for the longest time to me, he did not exist. i was born through immaculate conception hahaha -why?- well because he chose to not exist in my life. he chose to leave himself as far and as distant as possible from me. this goes far back from my grade 7/8 days when i was feeling rebelious; when i realized that i’m one of those kids suffering from a broken family. i hated my mom for being so strict, i wanted to breath. i remember how much i was on my own with my dad around, so at that time, it was the biggest threat i was able to bestow upon the mom i was furious of. but of course, surprisingly i was able to connect with my dad, and he adviced that i stick with my mom because he already had a new family. i was devasted and was glad; good riddence. since then he did not exist to me.

i’m now an adult, with 90% independence. i’ve grown into the woman a parent would be proud of. i have just the right size of friends. i am in a serious enough relationship and a family that i would never trade for the world. things were never easy for me or for my mom, but we survived and i’m proud to have accomplished enough to give me self confidence in her and myself.

but now i’m torn. i’m going on vacation to the Phillippines to support my mom in processing papers for her divorce. surprise surprise, i have to be there with her. a lot that i’ve confided in says “closure” but i just don’t see the point in opening that closed chapter. i don’t want to have to change the ending to anything else but he’s dead metaphorically. but i have to face him 20 odd years later. it kills me inside to have proof that he never cared about me. never even acknowledged my existence. now he has a new life, a life i’ve never known and will have to uncover when i see him. i’m not excited about this trip at all. it hurts me inside, i force myself to not cry, but i still do anyway.

oh yeah – i have not one but 4 siblings. 4 people that have some sort of connection to my dad – 4 people that he’s shown love to more than he’s EVER ever shed for me. i’m not jealous, i’m the outsider trying to look in. it’s so Fucking hard to comprehend that i need to Fucking show my face to him. to even gie him the benifit of the doubt about how well i’m doing. SCREW YOU ASShole, you don’t deserve to be known as my father, as far as i know you don’t exist.

half brother

randomly I thought of him. The half brother I found out I had from my dad’s side. Ate is leaving next week to visit her kids back home…the cousin that connected me to my dad about 14 years in the past of all pasts. She’s the reason I found out about my half brother, now, she’s visiting re-connecting with everyone I’ve learned to shut out since my mom took me under her wing. Now that we let her into our lives it’s hard for me to ignore the fact that I DO have a so-called-father. The father that did nothing to keep in touch with me, regardless of what went down to create our broken family.

Now i’m in limbo, should I even present myself to this half-brother? Even though I hold a grudge towards our shared kin of a dad. I have no right really, but I do get curious about him. I want to know if he knows who I am and I wonder if he knows what I am to him.