I personally love POCKY by Glico made in Japan. I think you too will agree with me. As you can see it has an adorable packaging, less calories and yummy.
I live in San Diego. To all my friends who wants to know where I get this.
Here:
-Mitsuwa Store, Convoy St. (Kearney Mesa)
-99 cents, Convoy St.
-Seafood City
Id like to talk about these food supplements that are sprouting nowadays like mushrooms. Well like that majority of us in this generation, I prefer organic. We don’t like junk food anymore, but live foods. When we go grocery we constantly check the nutrition facts of the box. We like to check if the sodium is low, or if the carbs are low. Sometimes we like it if it has low sugar. Right now, I am curious of this particular plant “Gotu Kola” … what is that? It’s like it just came out and every body just believed in its therapeutic values without there being research. 
They are really small, green little plants about 1- 2 inches high from the ground. The are adorable little plants, but is there really a truth behind them? or just pure superstition. I first got to see this plant in my lola’s (grandmother’s) pot. I asked my lola about it and she said it’s food for the brain, and for those who wants to pass their exams. You would have to eat this plant raw with a meal or right after a meal in any given day. THEY say it will help you retain your memory. Out of curiosity I bought a bottle of a “GOTU KOLA” from a local store where it is conveniently prepackaged.
I remember my mom from last vacation. She would say, “Pagka- human nimo’g kaon ha, inom dayun ani nga tambal, maayo ni sa imong lawas” (once you are done with your meal, take this medicine (supplement), this is good for your body) My mom is like that every time she catches me eating my breakfast. Every time she hands me those pills to take I try to tell her that she should give me facts for support. Anyway, it’s bitter tasting pill. Whenever I get the chance to chew some of it, I keep thinking in the back of my mind that I’ll collapse from its bitterness or side effect. I can’t help it since there is no approved therapeutic claim. Maybe it is just a simple plant that doesn’t want to be bothered. 
Or perhaps it’s a plant that does what it claims and not all western medicine is right.
Here are some of my work. I hope somebody loves some of these and if someone really out there who cares about any of it, don’t hesitate, let me know. I can’t say anything more about it except that the “Click it or Ticket” slogan is from California’s strict regulation regarding seat belts to motorists. If one fails to do so, you will be given a ticket. I’m sure highway patrols would like to meet you. Anyway, there are still more pictures linked to my flickr account. Enjoy!
Hello Peeps!
Thank you for taking time opening my page. Now that you are about to read everything or shall I say the half of this paragraph perhaps, even so, I still appreciate the time. Quite frankly, I get scared making myself known and just the thought of it makes me wonder, why am I doing this anyway? Well to answer that for myself I can’t ignore the fact that we find most of our answers in the internet. My little voice will be heard in some ways. I can write about something or do business. We meet people around the world just one click away. Lastly, I love the internet just that. Now that I am starting this I know I am volunteering myself for any critique you might want to throw at me and for any praises that I may deserve please feel free to brighten up my day.
About me, I am a Filipina. Born in Davao City, Philippines. My first language is visayan then tagalog. Speaking the english language is a bonus mainly because it is part of our curriculum in school. Right now I am based here in California. Married. No children as of the moment. My dashboard “Walking in my Tsinilas” is my journey from everywhere and hopefully leads to something meaningful at the end of the day. I look forward to experiences each day so I can reach out to my audience and relay what I think. What they think too. And Yeah I know, who cares what I think? Lol. That’s okay. Tsinilas ( chi - ni - las ) is a visayan term for “flip-flops”. I should’ve just put it simply slippers or flip- flops but I wanted to still be connected with my roots. As a kid, I grew up wearing my own tsinilas even if it’s sometimes worn out and sometimes when I’m lucky my mom would gladly buy me another pair of tsinilas even it’s still a week old. Tsinilas (chi- ni- las), with your lips crumpled every time you say it. I like how it is pronounced. So refreshing. So nostalgic. Looking back those years I didn’t mind having a worn out pair of “tsinilas” as long as I am happy. Wherever I go, whatever I do, I take pride to wearing my tsinilas, so to speak.
