When you read my blog, its like you are understanding my inner self. For, I always play like a mystery-waiting-to-be-revealed after a gruesome-mind-boggling ways to untuck it.
You can never step into my 👞 . For sure.
I learned patience the hard way from you. You make me break my own rules. How could that happen? I am about to get mad and then suddenly you make me smile. I can see you are making the world revolve on your palm for you already mastered how to get things done your way.
Ok. you can barely talk, all you can say is “Ah!” but then your acts speak bigger and louder that your “Ahs” and “Wee”.
Life of living with a toddler.
Chance: Hope are we related?
Hope: Nope. But we are both on the positive side.
Voices. I hear many voices. Getting louder and louder. Getting nearer.
Stomp stomp stomp. Heavy steps walking towards me.
Heavy breathing. Panting. Wait. Hold it.
This is the first time i speak of it.the first time i heard it. And the first time i eat it. Their food is delish.
Really an authentic kapampangan dish. Will definitely come back for their buro.
Price? Worth your money
Location? Accessible at the clark freeport zone.
Parking? Wide enough to accommodate lots of cars.
Overall must try resto.
Nostalgia that’s what they say
When suddenly your mind
Takes you to where you were
Reminiscing the smell
Of the old sea
Recalling the waves
Racing to touch your feet
which touched your face
Gracefully awakens an old feeling
Of a playful child
By the sea.