Hayaan mo na.

Dear Lord. Napakasaya ako dahil kahit imperpekto ang buhay ko. Nagkakasakit ako at nasasaktan parati. Nanjan ka lang sa buhay ko magdamag. Kahit di ako nakakapagdasal alam ko nanjan yung pasensya Mo at presence Mo. Maraming salamat today kasi kahit may sakit ako sa ulo at may PCOS pa ako at may ubo slight nalang. At mga limang araw din nasa kama lang. Aside from grocery shopping sa GB 5. Miss ko na lahat. At nasasaktan pa ko dati pero alam ko magiging okay din lahat.

I am glad I was able to make it on time for the laundry. Then it started to rain really hard now at this moment!

~ Laundry closes at 8 and it came to be so expensive na pero alam mo yun magaling tayo magtipid at bumili at a value. Thank you Lord sa pagiingat niyo sakin kahit magisa ako since 1992 at marami di ako naiintindihan.

Salamat sa boss ko dati at ngayon. Mahal ko sila lahat. Pati officemates. Ngayon ewan ko ba. May crush ako sa work pero hahayaan ko nalang. Tutal may goals naman ako at mabilis tahak ng panahon.

Lord thank you so much kahit di nagpaparamdam pamilya ko at puyat lagi. Araw araw pinapakita niyo na magaling kayo。Mas kakayanin ko pa mga sakit sa puso at inis sa loob pag anjan kayo。

Thank you for taking care of me since I graduated March 2014。

i love You


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Woke up like


These days I have no idea what is going on. All we know is nothing is permanent. And we can lose it at anytime. Growing up has me binded to my parents rigour. The point, I grew up at 21. At eighteen I yearned to be like the ideal United States chick – away from my parental and living by myself with some cash earned. If only I knew college ed won’t suffice to say, get you to where you wanted to be, then must I not keep the education and worked outside instead.

The gist is, my mother has been killing me. She sent me to a “famous” psychologist named Agnes Bueno.

This person told me, suicide is legal.

I was like, wtf.

She said, “So far, nobody has died on me.”

I was like, deep in my head, am I gonna be the first???

I was shookt how she said I have no problem. And asked me why I was there. I was like, well my mother told me to come here.

Really, parents are a children’s source of wealth in this world.

No matter how successful you are, if you aren’t the least bit accepted, honored, respected, cherished more so, acknowledged and appreciated.

That success is just an illusion.

I found this website early this afternoon.


At a young age, these have truly made an impact on me since I grew up shy and very timid.

I always played the piano and studied in school.

Looking further than that, I guess recently I was glad that a client I got from Greenhills agreed to go to our club event in Churchill.

Something about an Investors Night

I was hoping I can make it up for not being able to go to the sales rally/ mid-year awards tomorrow since I got really sick.

Not only am I sad about my mom, I just know I simply cannot change other people.

The saying goes, you want to change the world, but you can’t even change yourself.

Lately I have been dismissive and assertive.


I realized I don’t have any friends.

All my life Mom controlled it.

To the section I had in class down to my course in college.

Down to deciding whether to stay with my current employer in Taiwan.

Anyway, regarding people

Just recently my boss got mad at me for not being “productive” aka he disliked me waking up at 4am and told me that I wasn’t working enough.

It’s kinda sad I already hate my teammates.

After a month of putting up with their shallow shady jokes that are awful, and their backstabbing persona.

So yeah, people can be a pain.

What is even worse is when you saw the good in them,

But never will they really see the value in you.

I got 104 Facebook friends and I am not ashamed.

17 Instagram followers for god-knows-what.

And thankfully, 87 Followers in wordpress.

I was really sad I had to unfriend some people.

But what made me sadder is that they dont care.

At the very least, you can always have a new life elsewhere if you aren’t happy.

You know, it really is different here in Ortigas and Company.

I miss Alveo.

Esp the bosses.

Sana makalimutan ko rin kayo

Btw Timots I thought you were nice

Sometimes ayoko na mag reveal ng story or info sa mga tao

Kahit kailan di nila nakikita effort mo

Magpakatibay ka nalang kasi walang lalaban para sayo

Here is to being wealthy, sick-free and financially capable 💎

La la Land


Hi loves


I love you all



Ya know

You can never make people happy

And they can never really get you

And whatever you do,

They will and can say


Thats why believe in the important


The genuine – authentic




No shame

No game

Be true to yourself

Know your limits Sherry

Btw I miss my music playing days

Sana Lord magbakas din itong sales

Matapos na rin lahat


I miss Gad and Gerry

💔 pwede

Yung mga tao na

Di naman ako


Wag niyo na ko gaguhin

Im fine on my own two feet

So justify that and just take me or

Leave me

Smoking shisha

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Many thanks for staying

You know, I have no idea anymore what to write.

Many crazy things have happened to me lately this july.

To sum it up :

1 I never became a homebody since this Ortigas thing apparently has you going out 24/7

2 Grab has been my best buddy in fact I rented out all those discounts called Rewards. (shades)

3 Lately my fascination with social media has waned. (I didnt know I had twitter and linkedin. -deleted them ages ago)

4 I cannot stand the stupidity of others (Seriously, really, I cannot even)

5 An open house has passed in Ortigas. Three mini open houses (which we weren’t informed. ) -In Ayala I was open house queen uhuh

6 Drastically speaking, I rode a cab where there was this greeno oldie little lolo who has this very weird soothing voice that speaks rad that he is “nice” or “kind” or for prudence’s sake- mabait.

7 I was really so torn that day since

a That day, they released our paycards of which I was the earliest since for some reason I think I had to be

b I stole a German magazine (pure German if you say so)

c After getting my so-called Metrobank bluish green paycard,

d I had Grab waiting for me

e on the other side of Ortigas building

f So then I bounced.

g When I arrived at Ortigas East office for the sales briefing

h This Naisa girl texted me and told me over the phone ( I called her asap)

i That my paycard wasn’t mine

J And the pin didn’t match the end of the card

K To my surprise

L I had to hail a cab easily

M Get back to Ortigas Building

N Steal the German magazine out of Justice (ehem)

O See the guy I had my card swapped with.

P Um, Hello Calvin (Sobrang kamukha niya omg

Q minumulto ba ko ni Ayala


Going back to the trail of crazy unfortunate incidents.

That lolo in the cab was fucking crazy as fuck


I mean, I am open minded and all

But he kept talking about sex

Like crazy

Even made bastos to me by touching my knee twice

And me, the ever so galang girl, was like

Please stop me here (malapit naman sa condo ko one jeep away

Like uhuh yeah disgusting fuck

Anyways I got over it but cannot get over the fact that there are indeed many crazy drivers down the city

And yeaps

As hard as it is

I learned to keep my mouth shut

Whenever I ride as a passenger in those Grabs and Cabs.

Reel freaky

You know what else is freaky

I broke the hell down

My preachy ex-officemate in Ayala recently texted me

About entertaining my client

I was stunned how she said “po” to me when she is 34 or something older

And she always treats me like I had to be preached all the time or sermoned like some youngster

Fyi she even called me “childish” #gambino jk to my face

As always honest bee sherry confessed she got hurt by it (the label)

But most appalling was

She got my client and dared made paalam to me if she can assist my client

I cannot even.

You know, first time I got into Ortigas boss was texting me pa during first day of training if I can help with getting guests to the open house

To which in my response, I gave him a very rich guys number, outfit aura and all, like a big boss, to him

And stated I cannot help you anymore

See how loyal I was to the boss and the company

How can they be like this

Especially si Ate, na alam mo yun

Wala na ngang jowa

Tapos nagtext ako na namiss ko sila ni boss (G) and then di man lang nag reply

Tapos pag may kailangan na

Sige call text paalam

Wag ka na mag paalam ha.

Tapos na ko kay Ayala.

Kahit di ako trip ni Ortigas

La akong choice eh

Kailangan kong kumayod

Nangutang pa nga ko sa nanay ko na sobrang mukhang pera

Like yea its the truth

So pwede Ayala Alveo

Wag niyo na kong gambalain.

Iba na problema  ko dito.

Di mabilis mag pullin

Ang layo ng show room

Have to struggle with the brand

And the demographics of the clients

When it was a breeze pulling in Louis Vuitton bag carrying Chinese mainlanders

Or having tripping (Hello boss)

When you are comm-pic status

And erone treats you like shit

Just because you working and aint got any allowance

And that was closable but I guess I blew it but nevermind.

Just please let me breathe

In my new company

I got no expectations

I have no idea if I can excel here, or heck

Even better than I did in Ayala…

Kung sa Ayala 100 clients a month ka

Dito pullin kinacount

Tapos di na sa hotel open house

Pano na yung jaded mong rep na 10clients sa open house

Ahaha anyway

I miss Gerry and Gad.

Boss Ian Boss Norman Lim

And them treating me like royalty.

Here in Ortigas

I have nothing to say

Just probably today was the first time I stayed in my condo

And hoping that I be safe the next couple of days and beyond

I aint got any friends.

I was happy though I met Matthew and Timots.

Just that I don’t like my officemates.

They just don’t get me.

And the nonsense photos.

Thats it.

Parang wala ka talagang magagawa beh eh

Nasa sales ka.

Wishing I can pursue my dreams

But hey I am unable to fund them at 26

Had so much moments in Ayala I wish to erase

Like Johnny Walker Black Label.

Hoping even though there is no bell ringing here.

It will be worth every great honour to close a sale.

It would mean all the cries I cried

All the tears I shed

From the clients

To the officates I was once part of– Team Vertex APEX

Please kindly erase me

Don’t bother me ever again.

Thank you.



Cherry on top


Dear sherr

I know it must be goddamn frustating to be mistaken as ‘cherry’ all the time in the months of late june to july present.

It sure is hard to leave my boss, who probably has some deep hard sentiments he cannot unleash for fear of nothing spectacular lately.

And jon ty is not there.

He probably is just some fantasy

Surely ayala is to be left outside the boxes of memory I need to scream and arrange – rather rearrange

Simply put :



I need a miracle

A sign of grace and mercy


I need more empathic people

Than nosy noisy pep talks and people

Btw thank you for the hardship

It was indeed quite wholesome and fab


I cannot believe moving to Ortigas has been such an honour.




Welcome to BS Crush It.

This is the crash course to when you learn to DGAF when a) unexpected incidents happen b) the world is probably ending now c) your mom incessantly mocks and derrogates you again like when you were a teenager d) you are just simply killin it

With kindness, surely. Most def.

Well well, at the course of my life. I simply am me.

I have no words for the pain I suffered since I read something that pain is actually weakness leaving the body.

Aint that true ?


I mean hellya I totes forgot my high school “friends” and in college I was a bookish loner but ya know.

We must never forget the memories that struck us deep within of who we really are.

Now I am stuck in the real world. And by real world I don’t mean high school.

To begin with I was surprised at elementary and high school, years I dare not touch,

I was never bullied in school

Probably my second life gave me that secret power to yield those throat ass*s but um

Never really had a lingering memory or like a foreshadowing of the past

That somebody nearly killed me or what

Maybe just in china when I was 13 well just turned 13 and there was a brother to brother bullying like they were two brothers shooking the navel off me.


Anyway I have nothing to say to my blog.

Ya know

Like I tried to be a good girl for most of my life.

My parents even sent me to rehab like they aren’t supposed to be there right now.


All I can say is that when people fight you and get mad at you in an overrated sense (hello mudra)

Just simply. Ignore.

You can never demand respect anyway but you can respect yourself enough to walk away from the situation.



When I was around 19 navigating my angst tough aging teenage years I was pretty much at the stage where I really was struggling with my art and music and all those dreamy things I wish I could relive.

I often asked why my own mother was always so tough on me.

She never could appreciate or acknowledge anything nice out of me.

Quite the tiger mom really.

And having three brothers next to me feels like I am supposed. And yes insistently, live this life like some pretty exclusive lotus flower.


I simply wish I will meet more wonderful people along the way to guide me and help me become who I am.

I will always be grateful for Dior Mommy, Robert Daddy, Gable, Aunty Curdy, Grace the Teaching Assistant, Sylvia my Camp Counselor Teammate, and of course my greatest boss Gad. Hello Boss. Haha. I think you’re not reading this. Psh.

Anyway I am hella Happy I can Be Hella from Thor.


So far I blocked all Alveo peeps.

They really fuel my heart with so much tears. The irony.

I really wish I can just start over and not remember all the time I spent.

But I guess they don’t really remember me or like say care about my own feelings.

In Alveo though I will never ever forget Sir Gerry B. Haha

And Boss Norman Lim

Ian Casem our Area Sales Director.

And my forever beloved Boss Gad.


These days I just came to happy lemon, even spelled out my name S-H-E-R-R-Y. And then they printed out “cherry ” yet again.

Oh my did I react and squabbled.


Why is this name haunting me?????

To the brink 7$ I am getting my comm late September.

So thats like debts to the living for now.


Ohwells I will manage.

What a crazy world.

I still feel like a teenager though.

Wheres my hoodie. My starbucks. My rollercoaster. My zombie folks. My favourite dream. My castle.

– is the world really ending?