#YPKat23: I wanted the world till my whole world stopped


It is Father’s day today. This piece was meant to go out last month in line with my grandpa’s death anniversary but I didn’t get the chance to complete it or may be the courage to do so… If it had went online that day, it would have been about how I felt at the time I lost him. But what I am going to say today is slightly different. However, before I continue, here is what I have written on the day of his first death anniversary:

It was a typical day then, a year ago (May 14, 2014). At the moment my world crashed I was in a crowded governmental place in Masr El Gededa, a city in Cairo, Egypt, trying to get my passport done. Dressed in a blouse gifted to me by my grandpa’s sister, normal jeans, and a brown scarf, I was set for the day, excited and happy for no good reason. However, out of the blue, my heart felt some strange eerie feeling of “peace”. I know “eerie” and “peace” don’t go together in one sentence but that is how I felt at that precise moment – the moment a part of me died. Before I get into specifics, let me rewind to the night before.

The Night Before
I cried myself to sleep; actually, I just cried and didn’t sleep. I cried while staring at the phone until the sun rays started to annoy my eyes. I was in a living room full of huge windows made out of glass, cramped up in the corner of the couch with my knees brought to my chest. Anyways, at around 4am my mom called and told me to tell my grandpa (lolo in Tagalog) my last words to him; she warned, “your lolo can hear you but he can’t talk”. I told him I loved him and that I was so blessed to be born as his granddaughter. I couldn’t bring my mouth to speak, I was in shock, is this actually happening? – I asked myself. After I hung up, I called my brother and my mom had already spoken to him then. We both didn’t get any sleep, he was in Malaysia at the time. We spoke for a bit then we hung up. A couple of hours later at around 7am, my dad woke up – he wasn’t shocked that I was drenched in tears. He more or less expected it and didn’t know how to comfort me but say everything will be okay and I believed him. Not because it made sense but because it was what my heart longed for – I genuinely wanted everything to be okay.

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#YPKat23: Because I love him…


Just for starters, I am not the type that would openly talk about my emotions online, especially about my feelings for someone. But then again, I take great comfort in the fact that he doesn’t read this blog. He actually doesn’t like reading at all. And if I didn’t tell you guys how I feel, then I would tell him, and that is something I don’t want to do. I don’t want to be an open book in front of him, I’d rather be an open book in front of you. I have a lot of writing to do and yet, he is on my mind. I told myself, if I found someone to love more than both my jobs, then may be, just may be, he might be the one. I have loved a couple of times actually, but no one has hurt me as much as he has and I haven’t loved anyone as much as I love him at this very moment.

I actually have no regrets, my love for him made me realize that I am capable of loving someone aside from my family selflessly. We usually love people for what they are rather than for who they are. But I love him because he can give me something money can’t buy – peace of mind and emotional stability. Actually, things money can buy are quite cheap and another problem he may face while dealing with me is that I am not materialistic, methods he may use to attract other women will not work on me. Instead of diamonds, I’d want a hand written letter showcasing his emotions. I want him bare in front of me. I want all of him, his anger issues, judgmental nonsense, but most importantly his kind heart.

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#YPKat23: when faith and fear collide


April has never been a great month for me. It is usually the month where I make rash decisions, do stupid shit, and just be my worst self. It is the time when I’m so eager to turn my life upside down. I don’t know why, but April has that effect on me and I’m so glad it is about to end. However, May isn’t going to be an easy month either. My grandpa’s one year death anniversary is approaching and my heart is starting to feel heavy again. The tears I thought had dried will slowly resurface again. The grief I thought I got out of my system will start to haunt me again. I just don’t get it, how do you move on when you lose someone so integral to your life; when you lose someone who made your existence worthwhile. I’m not being dramatic, I just owe him so much and he is gone. And, that’s that.

Are you being chased?
I have the tendency to run rather than walk. I never take baby steps, I always look for shortcuts, and I just go for it without thinking. I don’t even understand my thought process – like, what is it that I do to come up with a decision. “Are the steps I am taking correct? Do they make sense? Am I being practical?” – I don’t ask such questions. I can be very spontaneous especially when I feel like I got nothing to lose or when I am in-love. The thing with love is – it is not real. You just like someone based on similarities and when you are exposed to them a lot, you get used to them and well, that’s how the cycle begins. I think I am being cynical. I think there is more to love than my description. Or maybe I am right. However, in any case, I am glad I am single, because let’s face it – I am too fickle minded, immature, and full of shit. The amount of bullshit that comes out of my mouth is astonishing I swear. It is like I spend my days making theories about how to milk a cow in Venus. But here is the thing, at least I am aware of my flaws and I am fully open to accepting the flaws of others with NO QUESTIONS ASKED!!

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#YPKat23: misconceptions

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Of course I wouldn’t let this month end without saying a thing or two; after all, I did turn 23 eight days ago. I feel more grounded and more stable. Three months ago, I moved to Jeddah with zero savings. I had to borrow cash from my parents to settle my bills and furnish my flat. But I’m happy to report that I am debt free, I paid off all my debt two weeks before my birthday. There is a certain freedom that comes with being an adult and I’m glad my parents treat me like one.

I love sharing my experience, laughing at my failures, and learning from my mistakes. I make a great deal of effort to follow a system, organize my thoughts, and plan my days. Most days, my plans work because I MAKE THEM WORK. I am slightly OCD, I color code my stuff, I get depressed when my apartment is messy, and I constantly refer to a chart to remind myself of my weekly plans, due bills, pending assignments, personal goals, etc. What I’m trying to say is, I am far from perfect and I SUCK AT MULTITASKING.

Yes, I am a chemical engineer, a science journalist, and a cs major [all at the same time]. I got no secret, I just time myself. It has always been my dream to be a journalist, so I write. It was my dad’s dream for me to become an engineer, so I am one today. I want to understand technology, so I decided to go for another major. You can be whatever it is that you want to be as long as you want it enough.

I’m not trying to prove a point or be the exception by taking all this workload on, I am just trying to LIVE THE LIFE I NEED for myself. I will let you in on the “want versus need” talk in a while (scroll down).

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#YPKat23: The Golden Age of Instability


I will be 23 in 2 months time. For being as young as I am today, I should be grateful, free, and wild. I have always been a good girl, never got drunk, never got high, never went clubbing, never smoked weed, and never lost it. While my list of never(s) ain’t a shock given my religion; it still doesn’t make them bad somehow. Actions, be it bad or good are based on ones’ character or circumstances in that very instant, and never based on religion.

I don’t know where I am going with this piece honestly. I am writing because I feel like writing. I am writing because I miss the writer in me. I am writing because I think I am losing track of who I am and who I want to be. Hence, in my early celebration of my 23 years on this planet, I will share with you 23 things that I have learned thus far to evaluate my progress. So without further adieu, here is it: Continue reading

2014 In Review


Before I start telling you about what 2014 has meant to me, I’d like to apologize. I’d like to apologize for: a) not being in touch; b) not blogging weekly; and c) focusing on “me” rather than on my surroundings. I have been selfish, self-centered,  and the list goes on.

It is 3 minutes to 12am; 2014 is finally over. This year has been the worst I tell you; I lost myself (a couple of times). It wasn’t failure; but grief, regret, and pure utter loss. I lost my grandpa (lolo in tagalog) two weeks after my graduation ceremony; actually, 17 days to be exact. I spent five days with him then flew from The Philippines to Malaysia, then from Malaysia to Saudi Arabia, and finally, from Saudi Arabia to Egypt (all within 48 hours). This happened during the first week of May.

My lolo would always introduce me as his granddaughter (apo in tagalog), he wouldn’t say my name but rather declare a connection first. Oh dear god, I miss him. My lolo is one of the greatest men I know. He wasn’t feeling well when I was around and only asked to be dropped to the hospital once I was gone. He didn’t want me to miss my flight; he didn’t want me to remember him in tubes; he didn’t want me to watch him suffer. But the thing is, I wish he had spoken sooner; I wish he allowed me to stay (god knows if I had known, I wouldn’t have left to begin with); I wish I had more time.

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Expectations & Whatnots


We went to the supermarket to buy salami today. And the only thing I could think of was having the cured sausage, fermented, and air-dried meat watering in my mouth. But that didn’t happen; THEY RAN OUT OF SALAMI. Good grief, I was heartbroken!! YES, over salami. OR maybe, not salami but at the thought of expecting something and not having it in return.

Are you expecting too much?
We all expect too much whether we notice it or not. Before my grandpa died, his health has been deteriorating drastically. All the signs were there, people said he wasn’t looking good, family watched but did nothing or maybe was in denial, I was abroad unaware of how bad things were (partly to blame), things went from bad to worse in a few months. Since he was in his late sixties, I expected him to be around (for a very long time); we spoke about my wedding, kids, the future. He saw my graduation pictures teary eyed. My grandpa loved me and I loved him back a million times more. I expected too much from him and from everyone around him. I expected him to eat his meals on time, not miss taking medications, and to be happy. I can imagine, he must have expected me to call more often too. But me, being busy with my senior year, I didn’t call as much as I should have. After graduation, all I had left with him were five days. And then, he was gone…

I’m not saying you shouldn’t expect. You should, but not from others, only yourself. The most pathetic people in my eyes are those in a bad situation expecting others to help out, while they themselves aren’t willing to pick up the pieces. Are you one of those people? I know I am not. The one thing I love about myself is the fact that I work so hard in solving my own problems. Yes, I ask for help, but only when I have tried everything in my power to make something work. You should expect a whole a lot from yourself. That is the only way you will get somewhere in your life. You want something, go get it. You hate something, change it. You are in a shit situation, get out of it. You can do so much, if you have the right mindset. Continue reading

Things on Fear & Franky


Nobody ever became a writer just by wanting to be one. If you have anything to say, anything you feel nobody has ever said before, you have got to feel it so desperately that you will find some way to say it that nobody has ever found before, so that the thing you have to say and the way of saying it blend as one matter — as indissolubly as if they were conceived together.

The quote above is an excerpt taken from a letter by F. Scott Fitzgerald to his daughter Scottina, dated October 20, 1936. Though, it clearly targets aspiring writers, the quote can still be taken as valuable advice to anyone wanting to start something new. Generally, even when intoxicated with a beginner’s enthusiasm and all, starting something from scratch or embarking on an unfamiliar journey is quite scary. And that is why a lot fail even before starting.

Fear & its siblings
Fear is the most fundamental emotion we experience; it has the ability to either make or break us too. I say this because, like others before me, I have been there. It is no shocker that I have been scared to do a lot of things in the past couple of months. But, I can’t tell whether that is fear or indecisiveness; all I know, it is an emotion that makes me feel sad  that emotion, lets call it Franky for now. I should be happy! Like really happy, because for a long time, nothing seemed to workout and now I got called for two interviews (like, seriously TWO). I should be jumping for joy and eating a banana. But I’m neither jumping nor eating, I’m just chilling with Franky. Continue reading

The best is yet to come


I break all the rules. I commit to many things at once. I literally die trying to get everything in order even when nothing seems to fall through. I can gladly say I am an expert at making something out of nothing. But what is it, that I do though?

When going through my daily emails the other day, a beautifully written piece fell from the sky into my inbox. Oh, how glad was I, when I read it. It made me realize my love for the written word; my love for all things of value and hidden meanings; my love for wanting nothing more than my desire not to want anything at all. Mainly because the thing with [wants], is that it never stops; you want one thing today, something else another day, and the cycle goes on.

Just like you, I am only a person trying to live like a person
My days are unplanned. Some are great, others, not so much. I spend half of my time studying Computer Science, the other half, working as a part-time webmaster and freelance journalist. Since I am new to self employment, I focus a great deal of energy and time on learning the trade and getting used to the perks and struggles associated with it. Continue reading

Decluttering my life


It’s close to 6am. I’m as sleepy as I’ll ever be and hungry as hunger gets. I’ll be having breakfast soon, so don’t worry. The thing that is keeping me up though, is the fact that, I haven’t written something good in a while. That [while] is a months time. I keep on having random thoughts like – I should take a [break] and observe how epic journalists develop their stories. OR, I should keep going, looking for good stories to tell and better ways to tell them because honestly, I miss the feeling I get after having something published. But then, it dawned on me, what if being a good writer or wanting to be a great one, didn’t have anything to do with writing or the writing process itself.

I need to clear my thoughts
When we say lets declutter something, we always assume it is a room that needs cleaning or a desk that needs clearing. But when I think of clutter, I think of all the many thoughts and many interests I have fighting for breathing space in my mind. Whenever, I study too hard, I feel guilty for not writing enough. And whenever, I write too much, I feel guilty for not studying CS stuff or for not looking for a chemical engineering related job. The truth is, I have three loves in my life: chemical engineering, computer science, and journalism. I can’t live with either one alone and at the same time, I can’t live with both without the other. It always has to be these three.  Continue reading

Software Engineering (2): Software Development Life Cycle


Waterfall model, also referred to as a linear-sequential life cycle model, is very simple to understand and use. It is a Plan-driven model with separate and distinct phases of specification and development involving a lot of processes: Problem definition, feasibility study, requirement analysis, design, programming & module testing, integration & system testing, delivery, and maintenance. Waterfall model is just one of the four software process models that will be discussed this week. But before we get to that, here is a recap of what you learned last week.

Recap: last week‘s material
Last week, we covered the main zest of software engineering: what it is about and how we should utilize it to produce generic products and custom ones. Evolution of design techniques along with the core principles of software practice were covered as well.

SDLC is a process followed for a software project that is made of a detailed plan describing how to develop, maintain, replace, and alter or enhance specific software. Simply put, it is a methodology for improving software quality and overall development process. It involves six stages:  Continue reading

Data Structures (2): Algorithm Analysis


Asymptotic analysis is the backbone of algorithm analysis, it attempts to estimate the resource consumption of an algorithm by comparing the relative costs of two or more algorithms for solving the same problem. After reading this post, you should be familiar with three concepts: growth rate, upper and lowers bounds of a growth rate, and how to calculate the Running Time of an algorithm. But before we get to that, here is a recap of what you learned last week.

Recap: last week‘s material
Last week, we covered the main zest of data structures: what it is about and how we should utilize it to solve problems. Design patterns were briefly touched upon and good attributes any algorithm should have were covered as well.

Asymptotic Analysis is an estimation technique that measures the efficiency of an algorithm, or its implementation as the input size of a program increases. Generally, you will need to analyze the time required for an algorithm and the space required for a data structure. Here, is [The Big Five] which are a bunch of functions I will be elaborating on shortly:  Continue reading