Thursday, October 17, 2024

"My Dad Has Always Been Sick!" - In Loving Memory of My Father
  I've always known my dad as firm and someone who enforces discipline. He might have high standards and strong principles but I know his intentions come from a place of love and concern for his children's well-being and future success. Between my mom and dad's way of disciplining, I'm absolutely terrified when my dad gets mad. His words cut deep, and when he resorts to physical discipline, you know you are doomed.  I remember being slapped with his thick ass slipper right across my face coz I snuck out to buy a toy when I was in elementary school leaving my younger brother in the house. - That was fucking reckless but I was just a stubborn child then and if I was in his place I'd be horrified too. 

My dad would often blast soft rock music every Sunday at our house. He likes Kenny Rogers, Engelbert Humperdinck, Air Supply, Queen, and The Beatles. He once told me that he would play "Hey Jude" on his way home because the song was exactly as long as it took him to walk from his workplace to home. He was never a fan of singing, and it surprised me that someone who loved music so much couldn’t sing a note. I always thought a deep appreciation for music naturally came with a voice to match, but he showed me otherwise. That bothered me as a kid and so I asked him, "Why don't you sing?", and he simply said because he couldn't. He said he was the opposite of Mom who sang literally every love song that came out. And so the little me just thought, "Oh, maybe he wasn't as talented in music as I thought he was". 

He may not be musically inclined but he was gifted in arts! I would always have a bombass art project in school because he would take it seriously! He took up Architecture in College, and he was a self-supporting student, working while studying. There were 8 of them in the family so the pressure to get a degree was high. He drew so well and the materials he used were expensive af. That's how I knew his passion for the arts. We had multiple blueprints and house drawings at home. He even created a realistic flower using the "Paint" application on our computer. I was so amazed coz he did it in one sitting without any prior knowledge of using it. Sucks that I didn't get any art juices from him. 


The reality of my future dawned on me when I was in my 4th year of high school. He wouldn't stop suggesting that I should take up Commerce as my College course and despite not following his reco, I never once heard a single shit when I told him I'm taking up a business course instead which was a huge relief! But as a child of a low-income family, my mom almost asked me to stop school during my 2nd year in College, because we could no longer afford it but my dad didn't like the idea. He told mom once I had a taste of earning my own money, there was no way I was going back to school to continue. He valued our education more than anything. 

As far as I remember, he didn't bat an eye too much about our personal life while studying. I guess he didn't care as long as we were getting our shit done and passing the tests. He didn't comment much, he may be firm but he became pretty laid back as we grew. It was Mom who would be so freaked out at the sight of a boy in our house every time there was a group project. He was able to attend my graduation like the proud father that he was!


But above all of the memories I've had growing up, the one that really stuck with me was that
 HE WAS SICK. 
All my life, I've known he was. When he picked me up at school in 4th grade on a one rainy day, he fell down the slippery wet stairs while carrying my school bag, and wouldn't have known anything was wrong if it hadn't been for his faint voice calling out for me to wait. The sound of his struggle made my heart drop, and I turned back to see what had happened. There he was on his butt, picking himself up. I could tell he was embarrassed, angry, and hurt.

Back then, I didn't know he was already sick until my mom told me that he had Diabetes and even then, I had no idea how severe or deadly it was. I was just a clueless kid and he seemed pretty fine to me. Not until high school when I come home to find out he was rushed to the hospital due to a clogged artery in his heart. He, fortunately, survived it but was put in ICU for days. I remember him crying when he first saw us, I couldn't process my emotions back then but I wept so hard at school, and all my classmates were surprised because it was so sudden and out of nowhere. I only thought I couldn't show him weakness, so I kept it together. 

He made a full recovery and was sent home. However though, he was on a lot of maintenance due to his Diabetes, I experienced injecting him with his insulin in between meals. It was terrifying coz he would get mad whenever it bled. He also started feeling some pain in his legs and I would often massage it before he sleeps. I knew that it was one of the complications of Diabetes and a reminder that he wasn't doing any good. we noticed that the distance he could walk became shorter and shorter. That's the time when my mom stepped up to take care of him. She poured all his time, and energy into making sure my dad kept his sugar low and in good health. She passed away while taking care of my father. It was such a shock to us, as we never expected Mom to go first. Losing her felt like a sudden, heavy blow, and it left us reeling.

Shortly after we moved to Taguig and at the onset of the pandemic, my youngest brother suddenly passed away from a heart attack. It was hard enough losing one of your family members now my brother too, and I got to take care of my sick dad. He was only 19. By this time my dad had become weaker and he could only walk to the store next door to buy his cigarettes. He never went out much. Passed on family trips and gatherings unless it was held in our home.  It was a gradual change, but it became increasingly evident that his health was declining. It was taking a toll on him and he became like a grumpy old man. We would often get into arguments, and someone once mentioned that my mom had spilled the tea crying about his anger management issues. I was taken aback by this revelation, wondering, "Has he always been like this?" or "Did I ever really know the true him?"  



Recently, I found out that he had a wound on his left foot but convinced us that it was okay and healing. It got worse when he fell from the bunk bed and inflicted an impact on the wound. I remember the very first time he asked for an adult diaper. He felt embarrassed, but I could tell he was beginning to understand that this was the start of his decline. Shortly after, he was admitted to the hospital and then had to undergo an amputation to save his life. Everything happened so fast. During his recovery, we noticed that his behavior had also changed. My sister and I wondered why he was still acting differently when the anesthesia should have worn off by then (that was over a week!) It was concerning to see him so disoriented and unsteady. When I asked him if he remembered me or any of us, he would shake his head. The recovery of the wound was okay opposing to his overall condition. 


He was always sleeping and would sometimes be put in an oxygen mask to help him breathe. At one random doctor visit, the doctor tried speaking to him to ask how he was doing but there was no response. He tried calling out his name, I tried too, but he just wouldn't wake up. The doctor tried different medical methods of waking a patient but to no avail. That was the moment I was asked whether we should intubate or revive him. I firmly said no, but then they handed me a consent form to sign. When my mom was on her deathbed, my dad was the one who signed the same consent form, he also rejected the idea to intubate. I could only imagine what he was feeling signing those. I found myself crying as I wrote my name, talking to my aunt on the phone as we both wept together. 
 

After 14 hours of sleep, he miraculously woke up. I was beside him and the nurse even said "Thank you, Lord!". with a sigh of relief. It was a false alarm. But he was put on a lot of machines, like a catheter, NGT, and a cardiac monitor. It felt eerie similar to the first time I visited him in ICU. It was like a Deja vu. When he was awake, he couldn't talk anymore and would slur his words. We found out that there was a swelling in this brain and that could be a potential tumor. It was probably the reason he was asleep for that long. His intestines also have some problems, he had a hard time pooping, he got bed sores from being bedridden for weeks, and lastly, he contracted pneumonia from all the lung problems he's had due to his smoking. It was one thing after another and we were just so surprised at how his body was handling all these complications at the same time. "Have you been THIS SICK ALL THIS TIME? kept ringing in my ear as I stared at his almost lifeless body. I recalled the times when he was still delirious but able to speak, and he would often tell me to "let him have a rest" but I would just try to downplay it and tell him to go back to sleep. We all knew that's not what he meant. 

That weekend was spent watching the cardiac monitor lines go up and down telling him how much I loved him and that it was okay to let go if he was really tired. On the few times that I saw him conscious, in between the deafening sounds of the machines and staring endlessly at the wall, I often wondered what was going through his mind. "Was he aware that he was dying?", "Was he really seeing our departed loved ones like Mom and Brother?", "Did he really not remember us at all?", "Had he, in his mind, already accepted his tragic fate?", those are just at the top of my head. 

Back at home, his typical night routine involved listening to old songs, so I took out my earphones and we listened to "Through the Years," "Let It Be," "Hey Jude"—his favorite—and some more Beatles songs. In the middle of the jam, I asked him if he wanted to continue or head to bed since it was almost midnight. He nodded in agreement to keep going, so I resumed playing. He would tap his fingers from time to time, and I held his hand as I wiped a tear in my eye. We shared an unforgettable moment, just the two of us, enjoying the rest of the playlist I had often heard him play from his phone before.

The next day, during the shift change with my sister, I said goodbye to him while he was sleeping soundly. I gently tapped his chest a few times and whispered, "I love you" in his ear. That was the last time I saw him alive. I didn't want to leave him, but I had to go to work, and even then I had a sense that it could be our final moment together. His blood pressure would drop to zero from time to time and the doctor told me that he was nearing his death. We held onto our decision not to intubate or revive him. I know he would've wanted it anyway. 

At around 4 a.m., I got a message from my sister saying that my dad's heart rate was starting to weaken. There was barely any activity registering in the cardiac monitor.
Slowly, the line faintly went up and down
until it didn't.

Time of death: 6:01am

I was on a video call with my sister all the while, and I couldn't help but cry my heart out as I watched as he slowly lose his life. It was something I really wish I could forget. Rushed to the hospital in hopes of saying my last farewell before they took him to the morgue but the traffic was so bad. The next time we saw him was at the chapel, wearing the barong I had bought for him. He lay there, looking so peaceful yet undeniably still. 


Even when I've already bid my heartfelt goodbyes multiple times, it still felt unsaid. 
I found myself wishing for at least one more moment, even for just a minute. 
If I could just let him know how much I love him, 

then I will be okay. 


There was indeed a certain sense of numbness after losing 2 of my family members.
It was kind of an "ahh here we go again". 

But tonight until God knows when, I will be grieving. 
Because I'm officially an orphan.










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Thursday, August 8, 2024

July 2024 Blog Diary

 Hey kids, welcome to my July 2024 blog diary. 

Here's how it went:

First on the list was The Harvard Din & Tonics' free concert, an Acappella group currently on their 2-month World Tour. The first leg of their Asia tour was the Philippines and I accidentally found out about this through Elio's (one of the members of Dins) Tiktok account. THAT SAME DAY. I hurriedly rushed to Makati Medical Center, and I couldn't be more thankful that I pushed myself to the gym; otherwise, I'd have been snoring away and missed the whole thing. Anyway, so Elio - he is my crush amongst all the members of the Dins and to see and to actually INTERACT with him was a dream come true!!! 

would you believe his MOM even commented on a video I posted about him??? it was a wholesome video of my nephew watching Elio's Copacabana performance that I showed him and Tita (wow Titaaa???) She said something like, "Oh, he is such a cute kid," and then she tagged Elio in the comments. As a result, he noticed me and also left a comment.💚 And I feel butterflies whenever he replies to and likes my comments on his videos. 

WHAT A NICE DAY TO BE ALIVE. GOD BLESS AMERICA.

If you have yet to see Elio, please watch this video. 


I also wrote a whole ass blog about the free concert+interactions with him and the Dins 

CLICK HERE TO READ THE FULL BLOG!!!! 

Enough of me fangirling,  we still have a lot to cover. 

My bestie sent out her official bridesmaid invitation and it looked so cool and kikay!


she even got our faces printed on this cookie!




I also tried going for a run, coz ya know... gotta work on my cardio too...😏

I've been so active at the gym!!

Even on days I didn't go, I'd try to do home workouts. 

Selfie compilation!!

Fast forward to the 20th, we celebrated my sister's birthday at Buca di Beppo. 

Me with the birthday girl!

Their Lasagna is good!! Poypoy loves it sm.

We also strolled on the High Street, played with my nephew, and got some beverages at CBTL before heading home. 



Just 2 days after that, my dear friend, Yoyo also celebrated her birthday. 

Her girlfriend had asked me to buy her some flowers and a cake. ♥ 

We ate at Ramen Nagi since birthday celebrants are free! It was also my first time trying out the black ramen and it was so delishhh! 

My sister also discovered a new coffee shop around our area called Dash Espresso. Their Biscoff Croffles are to die for!♥

We've also been frequenting this Ice Cream House near our neighborhood. This one has been ruining my diet all throughout July. -_-



The rainy season has arrived, and we recently went through a super typhoon. I'm truly thankful that we weren't as severely impacted as others. Even though it's cold outside, This made me feel anxious and I couldn't sleep peacefully knowing people were being swept away by the strong flood currents and pets being abandoned by their owners who were rescued. It was just all too much to take. How many more typhoons will we have to endure? My heart goes out to everyone who suffered from this. I hope we can all recover. 💕


July Camera Roll...

-work selfie

- played Sims only to uninstall it after a day coz honestly, I feel like I don't have much time to spend playing computer games

-forehead selfie while running (?)

-been pretty consistent with/ my Nihongo in Duolingo, Watashi wa Sutaaa mfs!!!

-an estetik cafe in SM Aura

-set a new record/closed my ring on my Fitness App

-digging the fries/cheese stick combo 

-did not go out as much aside from the gym and casual visits to see my nephew coz I'm such a clingy Tia♥



Let's go now to my Netflix Department


I finally finished watching "Modern Family"!!! after five months lol I had to pause for a short time to watch other movies in between so that's why but what I like the most about the show is their ability to balance humor and wit with heartfelt moments, not to mention the portrayal of different family structures. I still watch some funny clips from time to time. My most fave was this clip though. 

Cam and Mitchell's duo never fail to make me laugh!


I also started watching a classic long-running sitcom called "Seinfeld" - I've been pausing it from time to time because I still don't get the kind of humor they want to go with. I do not find it as funny but we'll see, I'm already on Season 2 so yuhh...



When Taylor said in her song "So High School" that she watches "American Pie" with Travis and she was "stifling her sighs" ghorll I ran to my laptop to watch it. I didn't know the whole film is about a bunch of horny teenagers making a pact to get laid on their prom. But I don't question you Taylor, I might try to watch the other sequels lol


The next movie was "Clueless" Yup I chose a classic chick flick. "Ew, as if" will never not be iconic. Also, why did no one tell me Paul Rudd was there??? Alicia is so pretty I wish I had her face! 



"A Family Affair" which was a star-studded film with Nicole Kidman, Zac Efron, and Joey King. I love the story, a little cliche but nothing over the top. It was also my first time seeing Zac Efron's chad version lol


I also squeezed Matt Rife's Nextflix Special called "Natural Selection". which was controversial upon its release. To be honest, I also did not like the way he joked about domestic violence. It did not sit right with me and I even thought of ending it after hearing it. But I kept going and it eventually became better, not as funny as his crowd work though - just my two cents.  

Last movie was called "Maharaja" - probably the most mind-blowing movie I've seen in a while. Just when you think the plot twists are done, another one comes along to surprise you. I had so many questions when the movie ended, I was just that dumbfounded by all the twists! Definitely a must watch.


now let's go to my Crime Docu department because I feel like I've seen a lot this month.

The first one was called, "The Man with 1,000 Kids" which was an intriguing series about the life of a man who has fathered at least over a thousand children through sperm donation. Yall it's crazy!! and the guy who did it is still actively uploading videos on Youtube explaining his side. In all seriousness, potential inbreeding can be a huge problem and should not be taken lightly. 


I also watched the second season of "The Worst Roommate Ever". A true crime series about the horrifying stories of people who have had terrible experiences with their roommates. Imagine living under the same roof with your killer? Each episode features a different case that can truly put you on the edge of your seat. I remember having some nightmares when I finished the first season!! 



"Ice Cold: Murder, Coffee and Jessica Wongso" is about the poisoning of Wayan. I have seen this on the news when it aired. The idea that someone you consider a friend could betray you and commit such a heinous act is unsettling. I might have petty arguments and misunderstandings with my friends, but I trust them enough that I don’t have to worry about something extreme like poisoning. Poor girl. 


"Take Care of Maya" - was about Maya who was taken by child protective services away from her family due to alleged medical child abuse against her own mother. The family is still in a court battle now with the hospital and the people behind it. I’ve been delaying watching this documentary for a long time, but it turned out to be such an emotional roller coaster.


Next one is called "Bad Surgeon", which is about a surgeon who has been involved in malpractice. He was so skilled at deceiving people, convincing them that the operation would be successful, only to watch them suffer and die a painful death. His "successful" operations were even televised at some point. It really makes you wonder how often medical malpractice actually happens. The patients involved might have lived longer if they hadn't undergone the surgery.


I also watched "Catching the Killer Nurse" which was about Charles Cullen, a nurse who was convicted of murdering patients by administering harmful chemicals to them. It's scary to think that the place intended to provide treatment and care could end up being the cause of your death. 

The last crime documentary I watched was "The Trials of Gabriel Fernandez", this was probably the most heartbreaking, I cried buckets when his siblings started telling stories of how he was abused by their mother and her boyfriend. They made him eat the cat's litter for fuxk's sake. :( Prior to his death, there were multiple times he was badly beaten up by his mom and boyfriend. They would even lock him up in a small cabinet for days. His teacher saw the bruises, the cigarette burns, and cuts all over his body and she was concerned enough to call the authorities but the social workers failed to do their job. It’s deeply unsettling that they were charged with negligence but ultimately let off by the court. THERE WERE MULTIPLE CALLS MADE TO DO A WELLFARE CHECK ON HIM! It could have been prevented. He was just an 8-year-old boy :( 



This turned dark rather quickly so let me share some songs I've been listening to recently.

Top Songs of this Month
1.) Hot To Go - Chappell Roan (good workout song!)
2.) Femininomenon - Chappell Roan (this one too haha!)
3.) Picture You - Chappell Roan (just listen to her full album atp lol also pls look for her live perf - she's good af)
4.) The Diner - Billie Eilish (the beat is siiicckkkk!!)
5.) Supernova - Aespa (helps me stay on top of my routine! no bs)
6.) Vienna - Billy Joel ("slow down you're doing fine~" ahh my new comfort song)





I think that is all for July. Thanks, kids for reading Mom's diary. I hope I can talk about you here in my blog too. To everyone, who is silently reading this. 
Thank you. 



xoxo
Grasya






































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Wednesday, July 24, 2024

My Mom Was A Lot Of Things

My mom was many things. She could be the very traditional mom, the always high-strung mom, the talkative mom, the bossy mom—basically anything you can think of. But one thing she wasn't, was the affectionate type. She wasn't the super sweet and cuddly mom at all—at least not with me. We never had any sweet exchanges of words; it was always a lecture, lol.

I remember vividly the one time my mom showed her affectionate side. It was nine years ago when my grandfather (my dad's father) passed away from old age. I was at a resort in Nasugbu with my friends when I got a call from my dad. For context, my dad is always grumpy. He doesn’t yell, but his words cut deep, and they hurt. When I answered the phone, he broke the news to me. I was in shock and barely had time to process everything before he asked, "When are you coming home?"

I had just arrived at the resort that morning, and my friend's mom, the resort manager, had driven us there. I couldn't leave immediately and didn't know how to return on my own. I told my dad it would take at least two days to return home. That enraged him. He started shouting, telling me things like, "Don't bother coming home!" and "Why are you even there?" He said a lot of mean things. I tried to explain that I had to ask my friend's mom to drive me back, which would mean taking time out of her busy schedule, but that only made him angrier.

We were in the middle of dinner when he called, and I just went silent and started crying. I tried to hold back my tears because we were in a restaurant, but I couldn't stop. I understood my dad's frustration, probably amplified by grief, but he made me feel like it was my fault for being on the trip, which I had told him about weeks ago. Death is inevitable, and my grandpa, though his passing was sudden, was already in his sunset years. But my dad was so mad that I was away when it happened. It felt so unfair.

After silently crying a few seconds, I suddenly heard my mom's voice on the line. She must have taken the phone from my dad after hearing everything. The first thing she asked was, "Have you eaten?" Her voice was faint but comforting, making me cry even more because I had lost my appetite. She then calmly asked me about the situation, the same questions as my dad but with a relaxed and sympathetic tone.

I told you, she was never affectionate towards me, but just hearing her consoling voice made me feel loved. She was probably feeling sorry for me after everything my dad had said. I felt like I had my mom on my side. Her gentle voice echoed in my head as she spoke to me soothingly. I told her I'd try to come home as soon as possible, and we sorted out the situation like adults. My dad could never! After we got off the phone, my friends comforted me. I was overwhelmed with grief, anger, and gratitude. What was I supposed to feel?

Even after all these years, I remember it clearly because my mom became my hero that day. She might not have been the sweetest mom, but she had her way of showing she cared and loved me. It's heartbreaking that she too had to go. I miss her and wish I could call her whenever I argue with my dad. I need my ally back so badly.



xoxo
Grasya
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Thursday, July 18, 2024

The Harvard Din & Tonics in Manila

 Hey kids, today Mom will share another core memory that I will always hold in my heart. 

On one random day, I was scrolling through my TikTok when I came across a video of a man wearing a tail suit singing an acapella of "Copacabana" and my initial reaction was "Who is this androgynous-looking guy?". But just like any other video, I scrolled past it after a while and went with my usual routine. However, some more videos appeared on my fyp, (taken from all different angles!) like bad bacteria, that Copacabana guy kept on coming back then I'd watch the whole thing over and over again until I could no longer get enough of him lol  From then on, I did a little research, found out his name, Elio and he is a member of one of Harvard's Acapella group called the Din & Tonics. I also watched their other performances. Immediately checked his TikTok account and I was just blown away REALLY! what a dashing young man! Not to mention the number of women simping over him on the comsec - I GET YOU, girls. I'm with you lol

 

Then not too long ago, while I was going to the gym, I took out my phone and randomly scrolled through my TikTok. Stumbled upon Elio's newly uploaded video about them wrapping up the European leg of their tour and when I read the comments, one of the fans suggested that they should visit the Ph and he replied that he was already in the here as he spoke. R U KIDDING ME???? I WAS FLOORED!!!


At that moment, I checked their website and found out that they were having a FREE concert in Makati Medical Center at 11 am!!! I was at the gym at 6, so imagine my excitement I couldn't even finish my sets coz I was just so spaced out thinking about what to wear etc. lol Had I known earlier, I would've packed an extra shirt and gone straight to MMC after. But since I still had to get home, take a bath, change, and of course travel, I needed more time but I managed to leave the house an hour early in hopes that I'd still make it in time. 

While I was inside the car on the way to MMC, I kept on checking Makati Med's page for any updates and they started to livestream the whole thing. 

Thankfully coz it was already past 11 and I got stuck in the traffic :( Unfortunately, I missed Elio's iconic "Copacabana" performance. THAT WAS THE HIGHLIGHT!!! 

I got there around 11:30 and was so bummed but I was still lucky enough to be at the side front!! 


And there Elio was - the man I was crushing so hard on Tiktok was just a few damn feet away from me. He looked surreal and handsome and I was literally blown away by his beauty. Immediately pulled out my phone and started filming their performances. To say I was starstruck was such an understatement. My palms were sweaty and were shaking out of excitement. I got butterflies whenever he would look my way!!!!

Honestly, aside from his famous "Copacabana", I only know 3 more songs from them but that doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy the whole set. Each one of them was given a solo for every song and I couldn't help but admire their talents! They were phenomenal! I couldn't for the love of God sing in an acapella group, It takes some serious coordination and of course, a deeper understanding of melodies, and harmonies, and I LEGIT SUCK  at it! 

Elio, I see you peeping!

so tall T^T


Elio during the "A Train" performance

ahhh so close yet so far!


they sounded so heavenly it's addicting. You could also tell how they enjoyed their performance, they'd do funny gestures all throughout and would crack a joke before introducing their next song. They were so unhinged and so unserious and I'm here for it!

After almost an hour of singing, the performance sadly, had come to an end. The MMC Directors awarded them of Certification of Appreciation 

cute reaction when the directors said they would give them more "pasalubong"

They also introduced themselves and the course they were currently taking and man, they were NOT kidding when they said they were from Harvard. I expected nothing less from the Harvard peeps but how could they study difficult courses and go on a world tour at the same time??? I took up a Business course and I felt like I lost half of my hair from stress but here they are looking all so fresh and relaxed lol

I was so hyped when the host said the Dins would be selling their merch. YOU MEAN I GET TO INTERACT WITH THEM??? SIGN ME TF UP!!


So they set up a mini booth and some of the members started talking to the fans and taking pics with them. I was lining up to see Elio and there were like 4-5 women in front of me. All were eager to get a photo with him and I was so determined to get one too!! You could literally hear their gasps and kilig! There, I spoke to the woman in front of me, and her name was Luisa. Found out she came alone too so we agreed to go around and ask for photos with the rest of the members. 


Almost!!!! 

.....

SOMEBODY PINCH ME!!!

He was so friendly and nice to us! When it was my turn, I greeted him and complimented their performance. IT WAS SO SURREAL!!!

but he was so tall - as seen in the photo lol

 I also had to go since there were still a bunch of girls behind me. ;___;


So, Luisa and I went to the next member - Shannon. We spoke to her for a while! I think amongst all of them, we interacted with her the longest. She was such a sweet soul. We talked about the long-haul flight they had and she even asked for our names after. She's drop-dead gorgeous too!!! I literally told her "If I had a face like that I'd be like, yeah it's me" to everyone who would stare and she laughed lol

After chatting with Shannon, we went to the booth to buy a signed poster! and then asked the other members who were in charge of the booth. 

We got Ben, who looked so formal lol he needed to tend to other fans who were buying merch so it was a bit rushed. 

and I was s bit shy to approach Kavi, coz he looked like a snob but turned out to be a cinnamon roll! He even had to crouch down coz he was super tall! Kavi was sweet and nice we spoke a little too!

Were most of them tall or was I just that smol? I'd say both. :(( It was like walking into a forest with gigantic trees. That feeling!


Here we got Andrew, I actually formally introduced myself and shook his hand coz I find him cute I gotta make an impression jk!! He's got this bubbly and fun personality, I could easily tell that he is the life of the party.

When the crowd lessened around Elio, we went back to him. I was surprised when he mentioned my phone case, he was like "Oh that was you???" he said he noticed it during their performance because it looked funny which explains why he kept glancing my way! 

We spoke a little longer this time and when I asked him to say "Hi" to my video, he asked me who was he saying hi to and I said it was just for me, for keepsake lol and he was like "Oh look who I am with!!" 

He was so game with anything!! You wouldn't feel any awkwardness at all!

When we took this photo, he even offered to hold the other corner of the poster. My heaaaaaart!!

I might be pretty chill on the outside but my kilig was soooo pigil na pigil! It was hard to contain it. 


But we had to say goodbye since other fans lined up behind us. So the next order of business was their music director, Carolyn. She was so nice and bubbly too! 

Next up was Sean, who turned out to be a Filipino! Being the business manager, he was rarely at the booth going to and fro so when we spotted him back at the booth, I quickly walked up to him and asked for a photo. Parang bagay kame???

Honestly, I was intimidated by Ria coz she looked a bit "mataray" but she even went outside the booth so we could have a moment and distance away from the other fans. My girl I love her curly hair the most!

I almost forgot to have a photo with Kieran who was so busy packing up their stuff but I managed to take a quick photo with him and he was all smiles! We didn't have much interaction since he was also busy. 

More snippets of Elio back at the booth

And lastly, here is Luisa! We decided to take a quick photo with the Dins at the back. 

We watched them pack the rest of their stuff and leave the area. At that point, we agreed to grab some coffee. 


Outside Seattle's Best, we spotted them again leaving MMC. 

Goodbye guys! It was a pleasure meeting you all and  I hope you will visit us again. I was lucky enough to talk to each one of them and that makes my heart full! ♥


SUCH A CORE MEMORY! Tysm MMC for having them and for making it free! Sadly, I might not be able to see Elio again on their next tour since he's going to graduate next year but I will still support the Dins on their next world tour if PH is included. :) For now, I can proudly tell the world that I was able to see them live and meet all of them esp. Elio yall can suck it HAHA


bye kids!


xoxo
Grasya











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