And this is how I'm spending most of the days.

In other news, happy birthday Mom. I love you veddy veddy much. Thanks for being my true north. We've been through so much fights but in spite of that, you let me grow up using my own pace. You texted friends all throughout my driving lessons, saying "I'm getting dizzy with Mika's driving." You thought the many persons of Mary (i.e. Our Lady of Perpetual Help, Our Lady of Guadalupe, etc) were Mary's kabarkada. You lost your shoes in Ateneo. You buy pan de sal barefoot because you're too lazy to tie your sneakers.

You rock.