I'm not sure if it's professional to let it out and say, I'm not happy with my job. I'm okay with it, yes. But only because it pays the rent, takes care of the bills, takes me to places I haven't been to and gives me just enough to still help out my parents and my siblings who are still in school. I've been a little depressed at how I'm unable to figure things out. When I was younger, I always thought that when I approach 25, I'd already have a car and maybe a small condo unit, and you know, just live by as if life were that easy. Apparently, it's not. 

I am approaching 25, and what have I accomplished so far? I have managed to give money to my siblings whenever they need it. Treat my parents every now and then, help out with the expenses at home and that's it. I don't have any investment, and aside from my gadgets, I don't own anything at all. I'd like to say I have lived a frugal life for the past 5 years. I haven't shopped as much as I used to in college, if I have any guilty indulgence, that would be food--which is a necessity. But where did I go wrong? How come my ideal life isn't even close to my reality? It's really disheartening to look at what 5 years of work has done to me. I've been feeling this way for several months now and I can't seem to shrug this feeling away. Cooking is the only thing that keeps my mind off things.

Aaaaand, since this post is becoming lengthy and melodramatic, I'll stop. 

Is it just me or the cold not-so-summer nights are finally over? If so, I'm hating this weather. Can't we have the easy breezy weather until March? No? Okay. Anyway, we've been feeling the heat since the weekend (jackets and boots no more!), the boyfriend and I were binging on salad for like a whole week. It's easy to prepare and it's very light, perfect for the tropical weather. 

I already have several salad recipes on queue but let me share this first because it's the easiest! You just put all of the ingredients together and voila, you have a decent meal. 

I haven't shared a recipe for quite some time now, I've been too lazy to cook because my body has been too fucked up too function. I have been changing my shift at work on a weekly basis, and I can't really say I have fully adjusted. I'm quite surprised I actually had the time to edit photos and post them on the blog and on Facebook. Anyhoo, If I do get a chance to wake up at least 2 hrs before my shift and not, say, 15mins before I'm required to be in the office, I still play around the kitchen. 

A couple of weeks ago, I woke up a bit earlier than the usual and had a bit of time to cook my food. I was ecstatic because I don't have that luxury these days. I'm usually glued to my bed, trying to get as much sleep as I can. Going back, I didn't have a lot of ingredients to work with because my pantry was almost empty. I had tuna, tomatoes, onions, garlic and uncooked leftover pasta. If I weren't starving, I would've had tuna and bread, but it felt like my small intestines and large intestines were partaking in the Hunger Games, so I thought, why not mix everything and just have pasta?