Puto cheese

last april, i have cooked my very first puto cheese, that’s why i wanna share it’s recipe to you mah friends.

Ingredients:

3cups flour

2cups sugar

2cups milk

4 eggs

food coloring (optional)

quickmelt cheese, sliced into half an inch rectangle

procedure:

*mix the first five ingredients in a large bowl

*pour batter into mold

*prepare the steamer

*steam for at least 12 minuites

*if the batter has risen, put cheese on top and steam for another 3 minuites

Now you have freshly steamed puto cheese, enjoy!

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one of my weird childhood memories

The movie crazy little thing called love reminds me of my childhood, especially the school year 2002-2003. During my 6th grade days, there was this guy on our school, I don’t like to reveal his real name so let’s call him max, well he is the captain of the volleyball team, I told my dear friend marla at first about this silly crush I have, but she told our classmates then the other students in our school knew, it spread fast because the students are not that many, there is only one section for every grade level. Kids are teasing me, kindergarten to grade 5, even the teachers at school, it even went to the point when his mother already knew me. Some of my classmates are volleyball players, so I have the excuse to watch their game. I got his cellphone number and land line number. I would text him and the reply that i will always get is who u po?, i tried to call him on land line, but every time I call, it’s not him who answers the phone, so I would say can I talk to max, then I would hear the other person call him, but when he gets the phone and say hello, I would drop the phone. My parents would always wonder why we ran out of load, and the phone bills are high because of my silly calls. I was so obsessed that I know his birthday June 6, 1991, favorite color-dark blue, the brand of his shoes-adidas, brand of his hair gel-gatsby, his address, m. street, p. ,province of c., the name of his brother R. and sister M., the name of his father and mother, and his favorite food which is chickenjoy from jollibee!.  I never saw him again after I graduated on that school, I heard he lives at iloilo , some said he is on a drug rehab. I don’t really know the truth, all are chismis. That was 10 years ago already, now that i’m grown-up, I realized that I liked him because he was a good volleyball player and he was such a cutie pie chinito kid, but why did I had a great obsession with him? I think what I did was really weird, it’s like i’m a stalker when I was a kid! noooooo!

My nephew is my Cousin

I have a nephew/cousin, it sounds weird but yes there is a kid who is my nephew/cousin. I think this explains it well, I’m his auntie on his mother’s side of the family, because his mother is the granddaughter of my grandpa’s brother, which makes his mother my cousin and him as my nephew, while on his father’s family side i’m his cousin because his father is the son of my grandma’s cousin, which makes his father my grandma’s nephew and my mother’s cousin, and that makes him my cousin. But I prefer to be called cousin rather than auntie.