In the photo above are my brother and his bride on their wedding day (January 25th). The fact that both my brothers are now married scares me. Because, to me, that only means two things. (1) I’m next, and (2) I’m getting old. *faints*
This post is obviously over 3 weeks late — sorry. I just realized today I have some photos that I’d love to share with everyone, so expect more “short posts” from this blog!
I notice that every year birthdays become less and less special. However, this really isn’t something to be sad about, it’s just part of growing up. My 25th birthday the other day (January 29th) was nothing out of the ordinary. I practically spent the whole day in the office! So, what I did was I got myself a “toy” to make the day a little bit memorable:
The feeling I have sitting here beside my dad’s hospital bed at 1:23 in the morning, just watching him stare into space, is oddly unsettling. So I open my laptop to write this post..
To those who don’t know — my dad was rushed to the hospital again two Sundays ago (I’ll save the details of that traumatic day). From a private room here in Makati Medical Center, we had to move him to the ward three days ago because our hospital bill is getting higher by the minute. Needless to say, we can no longer afford it. But help is on its way!
My name is Joni - a digital marketer by day, entrepreneur by night. This is where you'll read about my life's highs, lows, and in-betweens all rolled into one little blog. 
