oh, they call that “vibe coding” funny how i don’t really code from scratch anymore, but i love it. my job supports it too. they even got us a license so we can feed data in. makes work lighter. hopefully more companies open up to this kind of change with the right regulation of course.

saya sa osoass. ang intense at tagal ng momol namin ni croomf. pinahawak pa titi hahahaha. also highlight talaga makatikim ng japanese. worth it 🤤

minsan di ko rin alam paano ako nakapasok sa company ko. lahat ng mga referrals ko rejected. alam kong may fave company sila na matic pasado. pero shet magagaling yung mga nirerefer ko tapos wdym rejected agad initial palang. and ang malala sept 8 pa yung isang interview tapos nireject ngayon huh?

staying up late because i don’t want tomorrow to come. i don’t want to lose our last childhood dog stuart, the one i named. but i know it has to happen. he is suffering and we don’t want him in pain. thank you for keeping us safe. i hope you play with your bro kasmot in dog heaven. run free my love

i used to hate my body so much. i’d wear sando to hide my chest, always scared of people noticing. now i love and appreciate it more. i also realized i wasn’t alone many gays struggle like this too. i hope none of us have to escape from ourselves again

watching sports anime where the senpai graduates made me realize something at a young age. it hit me how quickly things can end and how you won’t always get the chance to do certain things again. it made me value time more, even in the little things

after a fight i realized i’ve been isolating more these days. maybe it’s cos i’m scared of making new connections. things always get complicated. and i’m just tired of the cycle

weddings make my heart ache quietly. i imagine me and jami there, dancing while everyone watches, both of us happy. our parents proud, friends cheering, the room full of love meant for us. no rules, no judgment. i keep hoping a day like that becomes real, not just for me but for others like us

was about to sleep then ended up rewatching all my old tiktoks. man, those were some good times. really glad i made them. haven’t been able to post much lately. gotta start making stuff again.

im good at remembering people, even just by their usernames, even if we’ve never interacted. makes me wonder if anyone does the same with me

some choices feel wrong in the moment but make sense in hindsight. i just wasn’t meant to be part of that journey

remind me why we’re guilt-tripping others to help someone who doesn’t even ask for it. be the hero yourself

interesting how people can get trauma bonded and suddenly none of the past matters

random lore: in high school i thought i was straight but really wanted to get close to this cute chubby guy from another section. in 4th year CAT, students were grouped by last name and we ended up seatmates.

seeing rich people buy very expensive stuff makes me wonder: if I were rich, what would I do? life would be easier. no jobs to stress over. freedom to explore the world. focus on what matters while still here on earth. i’m content with my life, but it’s just wild how money lifts so many limits

ill never get how people find the energy to hate. if it’s not bothering you or someone you love. why even care

sometimes I wonder how long I can fake it till I make it. being a programmer feels like endless unknowns. grateful for AI, but still scared. and no, I dont want a higher role to avoid coding. it just introduces more stress, meetings, eyes on you. I just want chill, stable work and a fat paycheck 🥺

my only regret might be thinking love had to be perfect right away. it wasn’t. but all those wrong turns still led me to a happy place. and honestly, i’m grateful

every time i see a chub, im reminded how perfect they are. soft belly, bouncy chest, thick thighs, fat ass.. literally all of it. i love being gay so much

saw meat defrosting in the sink and got teary-eyed. maybe OA, but little things like that remind me how lucky i am to live with someone i love. i appreciate my bf so much 🥹

cant sleep so i went through old convos. crazy how time really flies. ive changed a lot and maybe thats why i feel bad. old me messed up, hurt some people, and never got to say sorry

i just want AI to advance to the point where no one needs a job just to survive. so we can truly live. spend time with each other. explore. create. feel. focus on what really makes life worth it

rly sad to hear the news. when I first saw his post in the support group, my heart broke. we never knew each other personally, but ive looked up to them from afar since I was younger. they were the first gay couple I ever knew. you showed me something I didnt know I needed back then. rest in peace.

living away from my parents for 4+ months made me realize how much they did especially cooking full meals daily while working and raising a family. i cant even get myself to cook breakfast anymore

that quote about moms being first‑timers at life hit me. and really, all of us are. we’re all winging it, making mistakes, just trying to live. so be gentle with people

lately more and more people been calling me “kuya ron”. then it just hit me like… oh damn I really am the older one now haha

back on mmorpgs. been playing multiplayers games solo. its nice opening discord and playing with people again. though i need to speak up more. oh well one step at a time

i randomly remembered that night at the japanese bear bar in osaka. taiyo using a translator to talk with us, the locals being so kind and funny, even asking who was the top or bottom (its rly a universal thing lol). they took photos of us and with us. i want to feel that again

love seeing my old classmate vibe with my community friends. knew he had taste when he openly admitted liking this guy from another section I discreetly crushed on

it’s tough seeing the same story play out again. same patterns, same mistakes. somehow, it’s even more complicated. you can already see how it’ll end

sometimes i catch myself questioning if any of this is real. like, how did i end up here, in this life.

lately, ive been feeling everything a little too deeply. i wish i could say whats on my mind, but the words just dont come out. its a quiet kind of sad.

my “multo” is those late nights on discord. where games turned into memories, and voices behind screens felt like home. i still think about qotd, those simple questions brought out stories, quiet truths, and little pieces of who people really were

when I was a kid, I thought doctors were perfect. now, as an adult, it’s unsettling to realize they’re human too. capable of mistakes like anyone else.

you mean to tell me life probably exists on other planets and i’m here coding a boring website

saw a tiktok where someone showed a picture of pikachu and asked who it was, and people didnt know. made me think about how different we all are. like.. what’s their “pikachu”? do they even have one

me time earlier. ang daming cutie sa bgc. natrigger yung sonder. ang daming tao. made me think, what would life be like if that person were my friend? kinda sucks knowing that only a few will ever become part of your life

oke down pala twitter haha

i forgot about this app lol

ig really said “for you”

active na naman mga job hiring. the it world is healing charot

sunday reset

spam liking all my posts at 6am is insane. what is wrong with you

bat kasi natapat bbb sa pokemon run 😢

ang sarap talaga ng kapitbahay namin. pls notice me

may sipon na ba lahat 🤧

i feel validated. may chatgpt sa screenshare ng senior ko hahaha

katuwa talaga mga living alone/together diaries content haha

start na ng sprint pero tamad na tamad pa ako mag-code help

sheggsy