I used to not care at  all. Way back 2012 I was  living a very comfortable life, I have a successful career, i am earning  enough that I could afford the things I want, We  have travelled out of the country once, We can afford out-of-town vacations for our small family. Back then I couldn’t care less about the political environment of our country because I believe that for  as long as I and my husband  work hard we could provide for our family and have a little excess for leisure here and there. But accidents happen, and it is something we cannot really foresee and avoid , and yes, after that very unfortunate experience I am still alive to see things unfold in my country and in my own backyard. And it has changed my views entirely. I have become more practical, prudent, resourceful, vocal and super emotional. I have become in touch with the reality of the government’s role in each and every lives of Filipinos  specially those living in the poverty line.God has bestowed me with a generous family and with that we have managed to continue living comfortably, although it is still  a struggle, it is not as difficult as compared to others who really  can’t even afford to eat twice in a day. That is why I am very passionate and vocal about the support I give our current government because, honestly, I have seen real and dramatic change already, only those who are blinded cant see  that,  rather refuse to see that.I have been thinking of ways on how I could help even in my own little way, help our country, help our fellow Filipinos. believe it or not I cry at every indignation i encounter even just on social media.just this morning I shed a tear and my heart bled on the story of the 2 old T’boli farmer Renato and Amiya who escaped the cruelty of Hacienda Luisita.

tboliThese farmers left Mindanao on the promise of a good wage in return for working at Hacienda Luisita. But unfortunately nothing of that sort happened, they were not fed, they were overworked, they were not even compensated. I was so angry hearing their story that I wanted to smash Kris and NoyNoy’s face together until they bleed, isama mo na si Bambini.

Back to my previous thought of thinking of ways to help our country. Well, about a month ago I launched our small business Kali’s Kitchen, no this is not a plugging. I have always thought of having a business and it always gravitated towards food, retail and service, because its something I’m good at (self-proclaimed) haha. I actually wanted my own cafe and believe it or not I have all the plans, idea, concept, all that, ang wala lang ako ay pera. But I know in my heart mangyayari yun, hindi man ngayon, maybe in 10 years? 15 years? basta, bago ako mamatay mangyayari yun. So since, nag iipon pa ko ng pera for my cafe I will focus on making Kali’s Kitchen successful.And in my own little way I know that I am contributing to my country by patronizing fresh produce of our kababayan farmers .We buy from the market the vegetables i use for my products and the tuyo as well of our beloved fisherfolks. At least kahit sa maliit na paraan nakakatulong sa kanila. I mean I could go back to selling imported goods  (bags,perfume) which I used to do since its also easier to do and has a higher profit .Honestly, making bottled tuyo and atchara is a really tiring thing to do, specially with one hand , at the end of the day I am left with a sore  shoulder and an aching back  but all of those things seemed trivial when I receive positive feedback from those who have tried the products.Actually, I have sold  a lot already but
I have yet to see any profit since I’m selling it at  a very modest price.Sometimes I’m thinking itutuloy ko pa ba? (sorry, this is the pms talking). Pero talaga this early naiisip ko yun.

But when I think about the impending school year keber na lang sa pagod at puyat. tuloy natin to.I cant give up this early parang tanga ko naman. haay nawala na yung train of thought ko shet, I cant even relate my post dun sa title na nilagay ko enebeyen. Pasensya na po, at 1:27pm hindi pa nag breakfast sabaw pa ang utak at ayan inaantay ako ng ginagawa ko.


Ayan I remembered it na, After experiencing something really dramatic you get in touch with your humanity that really, when you think-  you think not only for yourself but you think of others as well. would you believe it? I have become patriotic that even listening to Lupang Hinirang makes my eyes water, I know drama right?

Change has indeed come upon me.and I will not top saying whats in my mind and in my heart marindi man kayo sakin.So please yung mga sumusubok idestabilize ang gobyernong ito makakarma kayo! ‘itaga nyo yan sa bato! Tutubuan ng kulani buong katwan nyo mga leche kayo!Hindi ako makakasama sa rally pero hindi ako titigil murahin kayo at isumpa mga pinaggagagawa nyo! Yun lang! Bye!






A Thug Leader


I am editing this post because would you believe i made a mistake on my age? had it not been  for my husband who pointed it out I wouldn’t even realize that I aged myself by a year.

I am 37, not 38  and I have participated in 3 National Elections but I have never been involved and politically conscious until now. I don’t know how it happened, maybe because I am online most of the time and I have experienced the atrocities of living in Imperial Manila – the traffic, red tape, corruption that was blatantly displayed all over.  And there came a time I told myself, “Enough is enough”. I wouldn’t want my children to experience the same when they grow older. I was mad at the personnel of the city government  who accepts bribe in exchange of faster processing of health and occupational permits, I was extremely agitated  sitting for hours in my car in the middle of an EDSA  parking lot with a bursting bladder. I would be clutching my fist watching the evening news filled with cases of theft, rape and murder. It was just so sad and I was beginning to really worry for what the future will be not just for my children but for the rest of the young generation of this country. So when Duterte finally announced he will run for the position I never hesitated to campaign for him even just in my personal Facebook page. Even until now I would post something to be on his defence when I find issues about him very unfair. Yes, I am that kind of believer. You may call me a fanatic, a blind supporter, you can call me anything you want, I won’t take it against you, oh no I will pala, because it’s my prerogative to be how I am, just as I leave you with your own belief. I actually asked myself what I am, because it’s new to me.  Most people who know me would probably describe me as passionate, because I really am. In just about anything I delve into. In my job I take full responsibility of everything. I took my job to heart. When I like something I would write about it, I would talk about it to anyone who would care to listen, I would look for people who have the same affinity as mine so I wouldn’t bother to talk to people who will just listen half-heartedly. With Duterte, yes I am a fan of the man. Who wouldn’t? Oh well, I know the answer to that – the Noisy Minority.  So in honour of my “idol” the mass murderer, psychopath and fentanyl-addict thug leader of my beloved Philippines I will dedicate a tab here in my blog of my favourite articles written about him.  But since I am literally a blog-virgin kind of, I don’t know when it will be up because I will have to Google it or watch you tube videos on how to do it, so it might take me 48 years or 48 hours, I don’t know.