Life Update #2: PGH, My Brother and the Hobo(nichi)

A couple of things happened since the last time:

Hospital Confinement. Two weeks ago, my body decided it would be cool to get a cold and a cough, which was not really good given how my immunity was down and it could get really, really bad very quickly. Then I woke up on the third day of my cough and colds with what felt like a migraine followed by a bit of vertigo. My doctor wanted me admitted to a hospital so I finally agreed. First, we went to San Juan de Dios but found out that there were no vacant beds. Not wanting the time spent going there to be wasted, I had some tests done to give an idea of what was going on with me. Apparently I had a mild case of pneumonia. No antibiotics were prescribed as I was going to be transferred to another hospital so I went home to wait to be admitted to the Philippine General Hospital (PGH). Again, the hospital was packed. We were on the waiting list for four days before I was finally admitted and what we got was the Deluxe Room which was practically a suite. I stayed there for about five days which I spent most of just hanging out, being bored and getting fat. There were also some tests and examinations done. My meds were adjusted and apparently I also had benign positional vertigo.  I was released with instructions to rest for another two weeks.

Noel is Off to Australia. My first week back at home was surprisingly busy because we were preparing for Noel to leave for Australia where he is to study and work with the intention of staying. The arrangements have been going on for a few months now and now that we’re just waiting for his visa, it’s only really just hitting me that he’s actually going to be leaving soon and I have no idea when I’ll get to see him again. Sure, there’s Facebook and Instagram and things but it just wouldn’t be the same. And seriously, I don’t think I’m ready to have my brother be all the way in another continent. It’s just…unfathomable to me. So we’re just waiting. And preparing. That’s just all we could really do at this point.

#theroadtohobo2017. So people who follow me on Instagram probably already know that I plan my everyday life using an actual paper-based planner and that I’m also really into making it as fun for me as possible. This year, I’ve been using the green Moleskine planner from Starbucks as my main planner. I like the weekly layout and I think it suits my needs. I also happen to have a red passport-size Traveler’s Notebook from CN Paper Crafts which I bring around because the Starbucks planner can get pretty heavy. The Macata, which is the official name of CN Paper Craft’s Traveler’s Notebook, also has a copy of my weekly agenda and I use it to plan on the go. It also houses two inserts for notes, lists, and other things I just happen to want to write down at any time. It can even serve as a wallet in times of really wanting to save space and weight in my bag. I also used to keep a journal but I have fallen out of the habit around the time when I was starting to feel really crappy. I’m also pretty into sticking things into my journal so the journal ends up being really thick and heavy and I just leave it in the house. I miss it though so I want to get back into the habit and I want to be able to do it wherever I may be when the mood strikes. And so #theroadtohobo2017. I will be trying out the Hobonichi Planner (A6) next year. The Hobonichi planners are made with Tomoe River Paper which is really lightweight so it would be more convenient to bring around anywhere and that’s what I need, I think. My friend and I already put in our orders and I am really looking forward to receiving our happy mail. ❤ I even got a really cute cover and some accessories and everything to go with the planner. That’s how excited I am! 😀 I have no chill when I really enjoy something, haha. So that’s what’s been keeping me in a good mood these past few days. I’ll probably post more about my planners and other planner-related things in the future because that’s where my interests currently lie.

So that’s it for now. Sorry for the lack of pictures and the links to Instagram. Hopefully the next entries will be better.

Until next time. 🙂

4:15am on a Sunday at McDonald’s

I woke up at 3am to find my brother not in his bed.

Last night, he said he was going out with friends. This happens often enough so I didn’t really think about it and even as I lay awake, I wasn’t really worried. Either way, I texted him (Ei, asan k n?) asking him where he was. It didn’t take him long to reply. Apparently he had gone to the nearest 7-11 to get load for his cellphone. A few minutes later, he came back and all was well.

4am came around and I was still awake. My brother was too, I knew, so I called out to him, “Alam mo anong time nagsisimula breakfast ng McDo?” It seemed like a good enough idea to head off to McDonald’s for a very early breakfast. He answered that it should be available by now.

“Gusto mo pumuntang McDo?” Did he want to go to McDonald’s, I asked.

He said yes.

It didn’t take us long to get ready and soon we were stepping out into the cool early morning. My brother told me to wear a jacket before we got out and it was good advice. It was cool enough for a jacket certainly. It didn’t take long before he started talking, telling me about where he actually ended up last night and what he had been up to (at a hospital with a friend who dislocated his shoulder). As I walked through mostly empty roads toward our destination with him at my side, him doing most of the talking while I listened, I remembered how it had been forever since we’ve done something like this.

McDonald’s was not the quiet, mostly empty place we thought it would be at that time of the morning on a Sunday. There were people loudly talking and hanging out and we were both surprised. Nocturnal college kids from nearby dorms, chatty all center agents from their shifts, pumped club goers coming home from their gimmik–not the type of crowd we were expecting at all. We ordered and I paid for our breakfast then we headed to an empty table.The conversation continued on, him still mostly talking about all sorts of things about what has been happening in his life while I mostly just soaked it all in, his presence, his words. It really had been a while and I missed it, just being with him, just the two of us.

I hoped we can do that again sometime.

My brother is 22 with dreams of going abroad to find a life for himself and he’ll need around two years of working for it before he leaves. I know he can do it because I know how determined he is and it makes me proud that he’s doing his best to get there, planning and working all the time. It just still surprises me sometimes how much he’s grown up. It’s weird and great and also kind of sad all at the same time.

Lazy Post

It’s one of those days when I feel like I should live life being all bubble wrapped. I was just trying to open a bottle of coffee and the next thing I knew, the bottle cracked and I had cut my finger. Ugh.

Aside from that, today was a fun day. We spent it with our cousins from the States who came down for a visit. There was a lot of food and conversation, definitely a lot of fun. They’re leaving tonight so I hope they have a safe trip back home.

I had a very entertaining conversation with my uncle. This was how it went:

Uncle: What about you?

Me: What about me?

Uncle: Why don’t you have a boyfriend?

Me: Because I don’t have a boyfriend.

Yeah, I thought it made sense and was pretty funny, haha.

Monday again tomorrow. How the weekend just passes us by…