I once downloaded and tried to read a reference grammar for Filipino (Tagalog, as it's indicated in the document). It was an interesting experience trying to make sense of that document with zero linguistics knowledge and only guessing using what I "innately know" of the language.

As far as "one particle changing the meaning of the entire sentence" I think a close analog would be the Japanese か／かな／ね used at the end of a sentence.

For example:

美味しいですね。

[Romaji] Daijoubu desune(?)

[Filipino] Masarap 'no?

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大丈夫ですか。

[Romaji] Oishii desuka?

[Filipino] Masarap ba?

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美味しいかな。

[Romaji] Oishii kana?
[Filipino] Masarap kaya?

"Meron nga pa ba sana."

Also include daw and din

Edge actually does perform better than Chrome, they actually managed to optimize a Chromium-based browser.

Same same. Edge din gamit ko. Gusto ko rin sa Edge yung nakakagawa ng folder for all the tabs para malinis tapos pwede pa i-label. When you search, may suggestion/sagot yun chatbot. If you use the chatbot, naglalagay siya ng links for reference unlike other chatbots na sasagot lang.

That's every single day (night) for me

Nauna pa Filipinas kaysa sa Azkals. Maybe they need their own LAQ (Lemmy Ask Q).

Not having any vices. Closest was a sip of alcohol more than a decade ago, and that's it.

Need to pay bills as soon na makuha yung statement.

Though mas okay na today dahil sa online banking, whereas before, binibitbit ako ni mama sa payment center.

drinking alcoholic drinks

"Pick up after yourself. Clean as you go."

Only in my own room am I allowed to relax and be a slob. However, I dislike things not being put back in their proper places, so things end up more or less orderly anyways.

Hugging. My father loved to cuddle with us (a lot, and that's one of the reasons why I feel like I'm closer to my dad than to my mom), his sons, to the point where I subconsciously picked up that habit of his and now I feel so satisfied whenever I get a pillow to hug (not the usual hug, but rather the one with one of your legs above the side of the person you're hugging).

Mukhang babagsak na ulan anytime soon. The winds are starting to pick up the last hour or so.

At this point, my body just autopilots until I get home.

On a more practical sense, someone once told me that discipline and habit is far more important than motivation once things are properly rolling. Motivation might be the spark that gotten things rolling, but it's discipline and habit that keeps it going. (And that I ought to listen to that advice myself.)

However, in a more philosophical sense, I think accepting that you've lost your own spark and facing that very question “how does one be alive?” with the intent of reigniting that lost spark is pretty much facing the absurd. That facing that question every waking day of one's life, answering that question for every moment, is pretty much the point. Whether or not the answer makes sense (in the moment or otherwise) or not is irrelevant, because the value is not in the answer, but in the way we face it.

It could be that for today, I could face it by making a slight detour in my daily commute and allowing myself to get lost on the way home, for example. It could be that for some other day, just as an example, I could choose to face it by not wearing any underwear during a work zoom meeting, relishing on that danger of being exposed. Or it could be as trivial as making pancit by using spaghetti. Or making spaghetti by using pancit bihon. All trivial things in the big picture, but if it makes my day any little more tolerable, then so be it.