Here are two random facts about myself:

  1. I love cheese. I love it on pizza, on pasta, in cake and most of all, I love it alone.
  2. I enjoy the long and tedious process of measuring and mixing during baking. But I’ve been lately discovering so many things you can cook up in the microwave. Ever since then, the microwave has become my best friend.

I’ve tried this recipe out months ago, specifically one night when I was alone at home with my sister and we had nothing to eat for dinner. I made use of the microwave and whatever was in our pantry that time.

So here is my  easy microwavable mac n cheese recipe:

Here are the necessary ingredients:

  1. CHEESE (All kinds, preferably cheese that melts. I used Quickmelt, parmesan, cream cheese) – I say put as much as you want.
  2. Seasoning (I used salt, pepper, chilli flakes because i like mine hot, dried basil and oregano) – It’s up to you how much you want to put!
  3. Elbow macaroni – About a handful per serving
  4. Milk – 2-3 table spoons
  5. Water – about a cup or just until all the pasta is submerged

*measurements are based on eyeing


  1. Microwave (of course)
  2. Microwavable Bowl (1 bowl per serving)
  3. mixing utensil

It’s easy !

  1. Just pour water in the bowl with your elbow pastas and place it in the microwave for 2 minutes. Check and see if it’s “al dante” (it really depends on how much pasta you put in)
  • If it’s still mostly uncooked and all the water has been evaporated, add a little bit and put it back in the microwave for 30-60 secs more.
  1. Add in milk, and all the cheese you want. Stir and place it back in the microwave until all the cheese has melted.
  2. Season to taste.



*Photo taken around Christmas time.


feeling or choice?

I used to think love was just a feeling.  After being in a relationship for a year now, I realised, it’s more than just an emotion and a feeling you get. It’s a choice.

If love was just simply a feeling, it could easily come and go. But after months of being with this guy I now consider my best friend, I realised, it’s that choice to be with each other, that makes this love greater than a feeling.

My friend who I debated this topic with months ago said that love being a choice just makes it more special. I didn’t agree with her then, but now I do.

There are those arguments, fights, disagreements and all the storms a relationship can possibly go through. But then you realise the value of choosing to stay and choosing to love that person despite the anger, the pain and all the tears that come along the way. It’s the fact that you choose to value the good more than the bad and choose to think that the way he makes you happy outweighs everything else that pulls you down.

It’s insane how fast a year can just fly by. It’s been a wonderful first year, baboy x



This year, I made it a goal to look and feel healthy. I’ve started this journey of eating better (more protein, less carbs, more vegetables, less soda intake… just all the good stuff) because as the saying goes, “70% of abs are made in the kitchen and not the gym”. But lets be honest, eating clean can be really difficult, especially if you’re a dormer, living off of a budgeted allowance.

I have to say though, the idea of “losing weight” is not really my concern right now because I know I am below the ideal weight for my frame and height. But right now, I don’t intend on gaining extra “fat” but rather muscle mass instead. My gym goals have been getting more toned, doing more muscle work and building strength.

I’ve been going to the gym more than I ever have my whole life. I’ve been a part of varsity teams from my freshman up until my senior year in high school  and I never really thought of going to the gym until I reached college.

For the past 3 months, I’ve been more serious about doing something physically active at least once a day from either going to the gym, running around campus or the oval, to  doing a few indoor workouts when I don’t really have the time. Other than that, I’ve also minimised my rice intake to the point where I usually don’t look for it anymore. But i do still eat a lot and you can include junk to that (pizza, ice cream, soda, mcdonalds).

Now, if you’ve met me earlier on this year, I never really had a lot of weight to lose to begin with. So losing 10 pounds is already quite significant.

With this amount of weight loss, I want to definitely gain more weight in terms of muscle mass. But I must admit, it has been difficult given the fact that it mostly depends on what you intake rather than what you do in the gym.

I want to tell everyone though that I am trying to eat more, but I don’t want to eat just to fill in those extra pounds. I want to gain the right kind of pounds if that even makes sense. I just don’t want to be judged for not eating as much when I’m out for example because I do eat, I just want to eat the right things.

I probably just have a fast metabolism as well and a relatively smaller appetite. I’m not taking drugs or any herbal teas that help me lose more weight. I’m not starving myself, heck I don’t even wait for my stomach to grumble sometimes before I eat my next snack or my next meal. I’m just naturally thin RIGHT NOW.

With that ramblings, I also just want to say that it is tiring and it is a little bit insulting to be called “skinny” every time. It’s as bad as calling someone fat. I’m 20 years old and this is my body. I don’t exercise and try to be thinner for anyone but myself. All I want to say is, right now I feel happier and better trying to be more conscious with physical activities and how I eat.



I won’t deny the fact that I have had several hair cut mishaps to “ombrè” attempts that dried out the ends of my hair so badly to extremely “brown” shades that faded into blonde-ish orange shades to short and super dark hair, red hair, hazelnut hair, highlights, etc etc (the list goes on). My hair journey has been quite an adventure.


Thankfully, I was blessed with a lot of THICK, heavy hair so despite all the things its been through, it isn’t as damaged and it’s still pretty manageable.

Anyway, about a month or two ago, I decided to make a bold move: Dye my hair at home. I’ve never done it before because I’ve always been scared of uneven coloring. I also thought the process was too long and I dont know, but if you ask me, I’d rather have my hair colored by a professional rather than go through the hassle.

Thankfully, I found out about this shampoo hair coloring product by Etude House from a good friend of mine about a year ago. I’ve always been curious about it but I’ve never really had the balls to try it out until that one time I was strolling around the mall, randomly entered Etude house and impulsively just bought their “Hot Style Bubble Hair Coloring” in the shade “Natural Brown”. It cost about 500 Pesos (cheaper than hair coloring at the salon)


They come in other colors as well, but I wasn’t daring enough to go for “wine red” or straight up “deep black”. I decided to go with something more natural (NATURAL brown), which to me looked extremely light on the box, but I figured it won’t turn out that light because what was then my current hair shade was a dark brown.

It comes in a box with 4 different things inside:

1. The color: It came in the biggest sachet in the box. It has that chemical smell most hair coloring products do and surprisingly has this very faint color (which actually made me doubt the effectiveness of this product at first)

2. Pumping bottle: It makes the “color” get all foamy. At this point, you’d really doubt the effectiveness of the product because you’ll barely see the color.

3. Conditioner: It smelled lovely (I think it had a lavender scent?) but it definitely eliminated that chemical stench and dryness your hair would get after washing off the foam.

4. Others: Gloves and an apron (I can’t think of the word for it right now but its basically the same plastic covering hair dressers would put around your shoulders before getting your hair treated)

TIP: If in case you try this, I recommend you plan how you’re going section your hair because you want to apply it as evenly as possible.

I had to give myself a pat on the shoulders because it turned out better than I expected. The hair strands closest to my forehead were lighter than the rest though which sucked for a while but after some time, it started to blend in with the rest of my hair. The color pay off was pretty accurate to the natural brown color it was aiming for which I didn’t really want but after two weeks, it faded into exactly the shade I was looking for.


All in all, I’d recommend it 🙂 It’s easy and affordable !


An Open Letter

I grew up looking up to you, both literally and figuratively because you were always this 6 ft- tall, broad shouldered man. You are the foundation of this family everyone would want to sit down and have coffee with at 8PM in the evening, right before dinner.

I envy the respect people have for you. You are bold. You are strong and intuitive.  You are responsible and witty. You are scary and stern but who you are as a husband, father, friend and grandpa makes up for it. All these traits of yours I admire so much, even as a woman.

You are witty and corny most of the time really, but you give the warmest smile in the world. You have your own discrete and subtle way of showing your affection for anyone, and it is very much noticed.  I am just happy to have you as my grandfather.

You are currently the strongest person I know right now and I hope to gain all the strength you show everyone one day.

Continue staying strong Angkong.

Love you x


When you find yourself overlooking a construction site, you think: unfinished or  incomplete. But construction is a process. It’s that liminal state. The state between nothing and something. The state between zero and one. The state between non-exitent and existing.


There’s a part of me that thinks that this is actually not  a good thing. I see many my age either doing great things already or knowing what they are meant to do in this world, but I guess I’m still under construction, which to me means, I haven’t determined where I want to be in life and what I want to do in life. I have a list and I fail to narrow it down to just one thing. I am at a state of liminality. A state where I am currently in the process of self discovery. A state where I am building an identity and a mark in this world (hopefully, I am crossing my fingers). I am not nothing but I have still yet to be something.