Pepper Lunch!

I've been hearing a lot about this "Pepper Lunch" so when I learned that it has a branch in Trinoma, I immediately hurried to try it out.

Yeah, I got a little excited and ordered for their Pork Pepper Lunch.
Honestly, I think their price is quite expensive compared to my much cheaper choices.

And when I saw my plate, the serving looked quite small that I thought it won't be enough to satisfy my appetite.

The food is serve in a patented iron plate that uses an electromagnetic cooker that heats up the plate to 260 degrees in 70 seconds. It makes the meat grilled in this temperature and makes it tender and juicy.

Yes, you will be served a raw meat and you'll be the one to cook it by tossing everything in your plate while it's hot.

The thinly sliced pork strips were a perfect match to the peppered rice. The sweetness of the corn balanced the strong flavors of the rice.

I was definitely mistaken when I assumed that my food wouldn't be enough. I left the resto really bloated.

The proper way to devour the Pepper Lunch! haha

I still remember

EVERY. F**KING.WORD.YOU.SAID.

Oblivion

And it's hard when you want to smile,

you want to laugh,

you want the people around you see that you are happy,

but you just cant...

'coz the sadness inside you is overwhelming,

it consumes your whole being.

Everything triggers your tearduct.

Nothing in particular... just, everything.

The tweeting of birds, crying of baby, laughter of the person beside you, the sound of your own keyboard, the insect, the paper, the wall, the door, the floor... everything!

Everything spells sadness.

You are a zombie.

You walk, you talk, you work, but lifeless.

And it's hard to be at this state.

You want to scream for help but you know no one can ever save you.

Because the person who can, is the reason why you're currently drowning in misery.

Rubber Band

I did what I had to do.

I did some hardest decision that has only one result, PAIN.

I'm letting go.

I'm moving on.

I can only take this much.

I'm not gonna pull and stretch the rubber farther.

I'm frightened that if I do so, the rubber might break and I may not be able to glue it back.

So Im'ma have to stop here.

I'd rather be hurt as early as now than later.

I'm not gonna sit here and endure the pain 

just to get my heart still ripped out in the end.

I'm not sure if what I did was done out of selfishness...

but I do know that what I did was the right thing.

How did I know?

I just did.

Letting Go Like a Boss

When a person wants to walk out from your life, 

you gotta let them go. 

Do not force them into staying with you. 

Never ask them to love you again. 

Stop calling them or expect them to return your calls.

Don’t ask them to continuously care about you, 

because if they still want you and cared about you 

they wouldn’t be going anywhere else in the first place. 

They won’t even think of cutting you out of their lives. 

So yes, atleast save yourself from their rejection for the second time. 

From that very moment they walk out from you, 

shed that first burst of tears, 

cause it’s ok to be hurt, to feel the pain, 

it’ll make you stronger; but hold that second coming.

You shouldn’t be crying for the same reason the second time. 

That person is not worth it, cause if he really does, you won’t be crying at all.

Everything is untold

I want to tell you everything about me.
Everything that you needed to know. 
I want to tell you how my world stops whenever I'm talking to you
and how my heart sings in joy whenever you say something sweet.
I really wanted to tell you everything but there's just no way to, is there?

C'est la vie

Have you ever been in a situation wherein you thought that the thing you really really want was just within your reach?
That you just have to stretch your hand a little far so you can have it.

But turns out that it was just playing with you all along.
You feel cheated because this thing that you really really want,
in reality is far beyond your reach.

You can never have it at any cost.
And it sucks. And it hurts.
But you can't do anything about it.
Not even crying, can make you feel any better.
In fact it just gotten worse every second. Every minute.

Yes, C'est la vie.