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Still thinking about the podcast but not yet.

30/05/2026

Tried mat pilates for the first time šŸ’ŖšŸ¼šŸ˜

27/05/2026

Nadislocate ata ang braso ko pagkatapos nito šŸ˜…

18/05/2026

Kamusta? šŸ˜…

29/03/2026

Last week, I got into a minor accident at an intersection. My car was sideswiped from behind, and my rear bumper got dislodged.

A traffic enforcer arrived and helped us move to the traffic bureau to file a report. He was surprisingly pleasant and professional. He explained everything clearly, although he mentioned that both of us might still receive traffic violations even if I was the one who got hit. He collected our driver’s licenses and vehicle documents.

At the bureau, our documents were photocopied, and we both paid ₱35 each for copies. We filled out forms, wrote our statements, and submitted everything properly.

After that, I spoke with the other driver. In my view, it was clearly his fault which of course, he didn’t agree. But we both acknowledged it was an unfortunate accident. In a traffice accident here were only two options: go through insurance or take the case to court. Going to the insurance company is the better choice but there must be an admittance of fault which he do not want.

He suggested we just forget about it and not file a report. I declined immediately because my car had significant damage.

We then spoke with the investigator. He was also calm, helpful, and surprisingly approachable. It was very different from the usual image you see on TV. He explained that he wouldn’t determine fault himself; that would be up to the court. His suggestion was simple: settle if possible, because it would be faster and less complicated. He just reminded us that there is a ₱2,500 fine for each of us due to the incident.

After some discussion, we agreed on a compromise: we would split the participation fee, and he would revise his statement and admit fault so the insurance process could proceed. The investigator asked his assistant to revise the police report.

While waiting, the investigator called me into his office. He was holding my driver’s license. He told me I was ā€œluckyā€ because he could waive my fine.

At that moment, I understood what he meant. I asked if I could give something for ā€œpang-merienda.ā€ He smiled and said he wasn’t asking, but he wouldn’t refuse. I gave ₱500 and thanked him.

Later, the other driver told me he was also asked for something similar.

I’ve been thinking about that moment.

Technically, the investigator was helpful. He made the process easier and faster. He didn’t explicitly ask for money but I think the message was clear.

So now I’m left wondering. Was that corruption? Was it on his part or mine? Or is it simply part of the system we’ve all learned to navigate?

It’s easy to say that corruption is wrong. And I believe that. But situations like this don’t always feel black and white.

Sometimes, it feels like you’re just trying to get through a broken process. You’re not trying to cheat anyone. You’re not trying to harm anyone. You just want a solution and a quick one.

But maybe that’s exactly how these things continue. Not because people are purely bad but because small compromises feel convenient and even justified in the moment.

I don’t have a clear answer. I am probably wrong but I do know this: What feels small and harmless individually… might be part of a bigger problem collectively.

21/03/2026

You may outgrow my arms but you will never outgrow my love.

I’ll always be here and you’ll always be safe with me. šŸ˜

Jk lang yung dulo 🤔

It Only Works Until It Doesn'tAt the back of our 8-year-old car, there’s a third-row seat that can be lifted up and down...
20/03/2026

It Only Works Until It Doesn't

At the back of our 8-year-old car, there’s a third-row seat that can be lifted up and down. Last week, my daughter asked if she could sit in the back. I said yes and told her I’d bring the seat down the next time we use the car.

While waiting to fetch her from school, I went to the back of the car and tried to bring down the third-row seat. To my surprise, I couldn’t lock it to the floor. I realized that I didn’t really know how the mechanism worked. Whenever someone sat at the back before, I just let them figure it out on their own. I didn’t bother learning how it worked.

I checked the locks and tried different ways to secure the seat, but failed. I knew how to unlock it from the floor, but I couldn’t lock it back down.

Then I checked the other seat and noticed that one side of the mechanism looked different. I pushed down the locking part and, stupidly, I ended up locking the other seat too. Now, I couldn’t lock down both seats.

I got frustrated. I even grabbed a metal bar. Despite the risk of damaging the mechanism, I tried to force it open. After an hour, wearing a sweat-soaked shirt, frustrated, and muttering a lot of censored words, I gave up.

When I picked up my daughter, I told her I still didn’t know how to bring the seat down but I’d try again next time. She was a bit sad but she said it was okay.

A few months later, the problem came to mind again. This time, I decided to check the manual and search online. I watched a few videos on how the third-row seat worked. I kept searching, but I couldn’t find a clear guide on how to unlock the mechanism. It was frustrating so I decided to take a break.

Before heading out, I told myself I’d watch one last video. It was a simple clip explaining how the seat worked. It seemed basic so I turned off my phone and went to the gym.

While running on the treadmill, something clicked. I realized that I already knew how to unlock the seat from the floor and maybe the same process applied to the locking mechanism. Looking back, it felt silly that I didn’t think of it sooner.

After my workout, I went straight to the car. And sure enough, all I had to do was pull the strap. Everything unlocked and I was finally able to secure the seat properly.

In life, there are things we take for granted. As long as we’re not affected, as long as everything seems fine, we stick to the status quo. We push things aside and leave them in the background until we actually need them.

The problem is, that only works until it doesn’t.

When things break down, we panic. We try to fix them by forcing solutions, by reacting with frustration, sometimes even with hurtful words. And when nothing works, we give up.

If you’re lucky, the problem simply remains unsolved. But more often than not, you end up making it worse and in many cases, relationships get damaged.

In my case, I was lucky I didn’t break anything in the car when I used that metal bar.

Looking back, the solution was simple. I just needed to slow down, think clearly, and understand how things actually worked.

Not everything needs force. Not everything needs frustration.

Sometimes, instead of using a metal bar, you just need to pull the strap.

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