Absilog

It's actually hard to write about 2016. I guess we all know how 2016 really is. It wasn't that great tbh. But guess what, we survived. I guess that counts for something. It was the year I stepped out of my comfort zone and I'm still adjusting. Being far from home isn't as easy as I thought it would be. I miss my cats, family and friends. Back home, I was never alone and lonely at the same time (or at least I can't remember the last time), but I felt it this year. Not to mention the passing of one of my favorite people, my Lolo. I was so scared of how 2016 was turning out to be that I was so paranoid, I thought that anything I do would turn out really bad. It's like the whole year was in mercury retrograde. I don't know what is in store for me in 2017 but I hope it would be awesome. I mean the last 2 weeks of 2016 was actually better than what I have expected. I'm crossing my fingers that it continues to go up next year. So how can I wrap up this ye...

We were supposed to watch a late night movie but your car won't start so we just stayed there. Instead of going back inside, we lost track of time discussing things that we never get tired of talking about and the topics that branches out of that, basically talking about everything and anything.  Before we knew it, the sun was almost rising and our throat's about to dry out. "You always force me to do things that aren't part of the plan" "You can always be firm in saying 'no'. But you're too easy to break." "It's because I get to spend that time with you" And that's when I realised that I love you. No, I actually already knew, but more of convinced myself to accept that I do love you. And I may regret it, but I did not say anything. I just smiled and dozed to sleep.

John Turner made us laugh. He knows the right witty lines to say. He brightens up your day with his quips and jokes. He is loyal and would do anything to bring a smile to your face. Life of the party, that is John Turner. I'm in no way related or know who Mr. John Turner Bamber is. I just saw this in one of the benches at Welli's botanical garden and it somehow reeled me in. I wish I knew Mr. Bamber. I wish I made him laugh. John Turner was lonely. At night he has a hard time sleeping. He worries a lot. He worries if everyone is ok. He worries if he had done anything wrong. He wonders why despite all the laughter, he isn't happy. He wonder what if he can't make us laugh anymore, would we still be there. But heck, John Turner made us laugh.

Two weeks ago, I went to Wellington to visit a friend and to regroup (although there were plans of going to NZ before, this was not that plan. I also booked it on my birthday, just to use the birthday gift excuse). No itinerary, except to eat and eat and eat and probably drink, because that's how life is supposed to be, amirite? View from Mt. Victoria Lookout I was told that it would be rainy during the days that I'd be there (well.... maybe I was told that it would be effing cold and windy but I refused to listen), so I just bought enough "Spring" clothes (shorts and cotton shirts). And yup, I should have probably listened carefully. Tagos sa buto ang hangin beh. Ngatog buong katawan.  It was indeed Windy Wellington. As usual, 2016 being 2016, earthquake on my 2nd night, then strong gale (it was the first time I heard of gale, kala ko typo lang ng hale, haha ), non-stop rain, and lots of aftershocks. Very exciting indeed. Good thing I had 10 days to sp...

It's been a while since someone has apologized to me for making me feel awkward, for saying something out of line, for offending me, or for just simply unintentionally hurting me. And this makes me think that my feelings are invalid.

A photo posted by Abi Corpus (@absilog) on Aug 23, 2016 at 4:34pm PDT By the title alone, it seems like I live a very pathetic life. I lasted a month, but for 3 weeks in that month, I was questioning a lot of things. Did I make the right decision? Is this worth it? Am I a failure if I quit? What would happen to me? I wake up every morning forcing myself to be positive but end up questioning my choices before I go to sleep. There was a time where I was crying as soon as I left the building (but yeah, I was literally sick back then). The people were nice, the job was relatively ok, the pay was enough for basic necessities, I was doing well, but something was just off. It just suddenly hit me, For the first time in my working years, the job and the working environment just wasn't for me. This experience has a silver lining though. I realised that I need to stop settling for what is available, and look for what I really want. I mean I don't know what I really...

It's officially 2 months and 5 days since I arrived here in Melbourne. My body is still getting used to it though (TMI: haven't had my period since April). So far so good. The housemates have been great. I know I went here alone, but I'm glad I have friends who can act as my support group. So yeah, I guess I'm not *that* brave. I do have my moments. I'm still not use to living without a job since I have been supporting myself ever since I've entered "the real world". But the good thing is, there are a lot of things to discover. I guess living in the suburb makes going to the city an adventure. I still learn something new every time I go there. I had more dessert shakes in those 2 months than I had in the last year, also non fast-food burgers. Haha. It's a great place to take pictures too. I'm excited for sunnier weather because it has been gloomy most of the time (especially when I remember to bring my camera). Anyway, here's some of my...