It's late at night and Sundays when I most miss J. I guess it's because there's usually no one to talk to and nothing to keep me busy.

Most times you can lose yourself in your work, so all that missing is just a little naggy throb in your gut. But when you're alone that dull ache just gets amplified.

J says I better go to SF asap or he'll probably get sick from loneliness :( He has it a lot harder than I do, as he's mostly alone there and I have my family and friends to keep me company. I still get very very sad at times, so I can imagine how bad it is for J there.

I tell myself this is the last time we'll be apart (until one of us dies anyway, ugh - morbid).
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Finally got a haircut after a year growing my hair for the wedding (torture!). I've decided to keep it a bit longer as J likes it that way. Alex is going through an assymetric cut stage yata, as both Berts and I have different versions of it. I left Propaganda with a layered cut that was blown out well, so my hair looked really nice and shiny.

And wonder of wonders, when I woke up this morning my hair was a bit rumpled, and looked better than it was when brushed neatly. Happy.
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Got some waxing and threading done din at Emphasis. Hay, sarap for someone else to do this for you. I'm trying to avoid thinking of how much this will cost when I move to SF. Probably an arm and a leg. Ay, baka I have to learn to do this myself (or teach J hahah!)
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Met Ann to pick up and pay for the IDP GCs. Spent the rest of the time window shopping, as there was a big sale at the malls. I found nothing I wanted to buy. My gosh, what is happening to me. Even the old faithful, Lacoste, didn't have any colors I wanted.

If I had money to burn I would have probably bought a feathered bag and some jewelry from Firma (the Naga ones), but I am a poor overspending architect, so I let them go nalang (enjoy rich bitches).
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Ay. Domestic Issues. I am really not domesticated.

When I had my own apartment in China I ended up freaking out when I used the washer (the first time in my life) because it started making these banging sounds. I called my mom in Manila in a bit of a panic, and she walked me through the entire process. And handwashing? Ugh. My hands bled from Tide Ultra (I've now learned that Ariel is gentler, and use bath soap for underwear).

I bought a cool steam iron but never used it. I learned to hang my clothes in the bathroom while I was taking a shower so the steam would smooth the wrinkles out. When I got back to Manila my parents gave me a big hug because I looked so wasted and harassed, but really I looked wasted because I didn't iron my buttondown shirt and jeans hahah.

One thing I really enjoyed was waxing the floor. I ended up with various floor cleaning tools and chemicals. Macadamia floor oil, lemon disinfectant, slippers with scrubs for soles so I cound dance around and pretend I was an ice skater while cleaning the floor. I had dreams of a really sophisticated vacuum cleaner.

I also enjoyed cleaning the bathroom and had a whole bucket of cleaning brushes and disinfectants under the sink. I would spend the entire weekend cleaning the bathroom so it was spotless, then end everything with a warm bubble bath in my pristine bathtub. Soaking the tired old bones.

Heaven.
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But cooking, thats another story.
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I don't have much interest in cooking. I prefer eating, as I am sure you've noticed....from the number of my food posts. The only cookbooks I own are the "I hate to cook" Book, and a cookbook for college dorm occupants (you know the sort...how to make grilled cheese using your iron, etc). I'm ashamed to say I don't even know how to cook rice :(

I'm wanting to learn to cook some Pinoy dishes before I leave for SF though. Karekare. Nilaga. Sinigang. Pochero (I love this! it's one of the few things my mom cooks, and she makes an eggplant / squash / onion / pepper / vinegar dip for it...I am drooling now) Pakbet (?) and Binagoongan.

I don't intend to cook like this everyday (just the idea of the pots I will have to wash after scares me). I think I'll make on of these every weekend though. I'm sure J would like that.

Must remind Berts to give me the recipe for Coffee Pie, the ultimate may-diyos dessert!

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