So it’s been almost two months since I left the PH🇵🇭. It honestly felt like I came out of my protective shell and was exposed to a brand new world! (Sisiw ka ghorl?🐣)
A world that I voluntarily entered.
A world that I thought I know.
A world that opened doors to show skills that I didn’t even know existed.
It was liberating yet also limiting. It was exciting yet also frightening. I am very much alive!

Aside from time, culture, and weather, nothing big really changed in my life but it’s those tiny lifestyle differences that are making a long-lasting impact.
Those tiny differences that I make…
in interacting with people. I am getting used to being greeted with, “How you doing?” and making a conscious effort not to overshare and just plainly answer, “Good! You?”
in learning how to work with my colleagues. I learned that your colleagues are not your friends and that gave me a whole new definition of work-life balance. I can go to work and speak with my colleagues about work and work only! (Of course except for my Filipino colleagues! Still need someone to share my struggles with hehehe) I learned that I don’t really have to sugarcoat anything and that lessens the duration of the whole interaction. lol. I’m also learning to disagree and still get a decent conversation with everybody!

in speaking to my students. I had to stop using a sing-songy voice when speaking to my students. I gotta be assertive for them to respect me and show my authority in the classroom. I’ve never thought I’ll become a malditang teacher but I gotta do what I gotta do so they won’t eat me alive. 😭
in admitting that I need help. I have always struggled to ask help from anyone cause I was just built like that (jk it’s always been because of my ego hehehehe) but this is a whole new side of me that I’m still getting used to.
in minding my own business. I learned to not give a fck about how and why people do things the way they do here. I am focusing on myself and I am prioritizing myself wherever I go and whatever I do. That’s just how you survive here.
in doing chores at home. I can probably count in my hands the number of times that I cooked back home, but now, our kitchen is my go-to place after a long day at work. (I was able to cook Adobo, Kare-Kare, Beef Budbod, Pasta Aglio e Olio, Ginisang Munggo, and Chicken Sotanghon!)

Just putting here some reviews from my housemates about my cooking skills:
“Ay ka-grabe! Lami sya, Cams! (Masarap siya)” – Princess Jen
“Masarap yung niluto mo! Ano ginawa mo?” – Madam Elline
“Uyyyyyy saraaaap! Shelemet Ate Cams” – Shelou Mae
These tiny differences make up a whole unforgettable experience but what strikes that most is having that pure autonomy, that pure freedom to control how my life’s gonna be and how I want people to perceive me. Nobody in here knew who I was and how I was like back home. Cliche as it sounds but it really is a new beginning.
I’m still confused and I’m still getting used to the norms here (especially at work!!!) but I know eventually these confusions will fade and I’ll find myself seamlessly fitting in this country with oozing confidence!
Moving to a new country forced me to create a new life for myself, a life that I have complete control of. A life worth living and definitely a life worth valuing because damnnnn those tax deductions, they are 2x bigger than my monthly salary back home 😭. Gotta make every cent count!!









(I’m so passionate about it that I even do cartwheels and splits just to get my students’ attention!)
(yep, you!)

