Back in Manila 2010

Yes, I am home and I love it!

I've missed the environment at home.
Nothing changed so far.
I still try to put on jeans that will never fit me, and then I bitch about how my hips are too big.
Zoe does the same thing, and we both know where we got them from - both the bitching and the hips.

Speaking of Mama, she has been awesome trying to be patient with all of us.
She's usually super annoyed at every single thing I do, but lately she laughs at stuff she would normally roll eyes at.
That means we're closer than ever as a family.

Zoe has a password for everything - her phone, her computer, her iPod Touch and her cel.
I am guessing her brain has one too, because as at 15 she can completely dodge any awkward question about her boyfriend, her developing body and her being not to keen to go to school with good humor. That is sheer talent waiting to be discovered, my friend.

As for me, I have started eating in a manner that I am not pleased with.
But Mama's carbonara, steak, veggies etcetera are divine and I cannot not have them.

One thing I love about this freaking city?
The drinks cost next to nothing.
If you're rich and unhappy here, you can definitely afford to become an alcoholic.
In posh places too.
Let's see. My drink, gin and tonic, averages at Php 120. That's 10 dirhams. Or A little over $2.

But must try to look for places where I can experience good music and even better company.
Where are the rock bands?
Where are the show bands?
Where is the super hip crowd dancing to the chart topping meaningless dance songs?
Last evening Aimee and I dance to Dying Inside at Katips, and today Mama was listening to Basha in the car.
Must make that my mission - discover the best of Pinoy music before I head back to the desert - second to weight loss.