I’ve been busy with
9GAG schoolwork lately; it’s been crazy, beating deadline after deadline. Yesterday, I took a much-needed breather with my mom.
We had lunch at Pan de Amerikana, this restaurant in Marikina with beautiful Spanish-style interiors. The entire place was wall-to-wall wood, including the tables and chairs.
|There’s a swing set!|
|Huge chess set! I wanted to go all Ron Weasley on this mofo: “Knight to H3” lol|
|You can play chess on the tables. I think you can rent/borrow a chess set from the management.|
I haven’t been here since I was a high school senior when we filmed a silent movie version of El Filibusterismo. To be perfectly honest, the only reason I still go back there is because of the interiors.
|T-bone steak for Php170. Not bad.|
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After lunch, we went for a visit to our old house in Marikina, where our huge extended family lives. It’s always noisy and chaotic there with all the dogs and cats and people, but I like it there, especially when I’m down in the dumps and need distraction.
|My professor in Theories of Personality suggested hugging children, dogs, or cats when you’re feeling blue. It worked like a charm; I mean, how can I stay sad when I’m playing with my adorable baby cousin Benson? :3|
My mom and I are renting a house in San Mateo, Rizal but we originally lived with our family in Marikina. Even though I’d prefer not moving back, I have to admit that I missed this city‘s familiarity. Hopefully, in a couple of years, I’d be living in Marikina again (won’t say anything more lest I jinx it).