I am knackered to the bone. Did two 14-hour shifts and I'm soo glad it's over. I still have work tomorrow but I start at 9 and I'm only doing a normal 8- hour shift.
And in case you're wondering what's up with the long shifts. Well, this monkey's got a part time gig. I moonlight as a bartender for weddings and events on some weekends for almost two months now. Shit pay but can't complain 'coz it pays the bills.
The photo was taken by my brother at the condo complex he lives in Manila. My siblings were marooned for almost 24 hours with no water and electricity; they got off easy.
I am overwhelmed with sadness when I see pictures and watch videos of the aftermath of the storm. When Ketty sent me the message last Saturday, I really didn't pay much attention to it because the Philippines get at least 20 typhoons a year and Manila isn't exactly a stranger to flooding.
No one will ever be prepared to a disaster of this magnitude. It is futile to start pointing fingers and play blaming game at this point. But it will also be foolish to forget that there was an inadequate and inept response from the government.
I am sending my prayers to those who lost anything and everything. It's hard to imagine what you must've been going through. I pray for strength to help you get back on your feet. This too shall pass.
Prayers and a few quid to spare are the best I can do for now.
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For weeks now, I've been craving for pancit palabok. It's one of the many Pinoy dishes that I truly miss. And since there isn't a place nearby where I can get my palabok fix, I attempted to make some today.
Made from Mama Sita's Palabok mix and topped with boiled egg, pork slices, prawns and deep fried (and crispy brown) garlic and onions, my version is puede na.