Project #1: look for something you wrote years back

While scavenging my stuff in my room this weekend, i found this small notebook which i kept and wrote my thoughts on. This is what i wrote when i was 18. Then i remembered the book 52 projects.  It is a list of 52 random stuff you may do for nothing. hahaha. anyways, below is what i wrote.

I’m incomplete though i would like to believe I’m not. I am weak though I would like to believe I am strong. I am the worst but I convince myself I’m perfectly ok and somehow at my best.

I thought it is great to in the pedestal. I thought it would feel so good to be up high. Yes, there’s this joy but with certain sadness. It is a package I guess.

Nothing is really perfect, nothing would ever come in a perfect way. All things come in complication and no success could just be handed in. No turnovers and no exchagne. That is one rule I have learned.

Living on earth for almost 18 years makes me feel anxious. So anxious about what I should do with my stay. I feel that my time is really really short, my life is really really short.

I’m dreaming to become the best just like what everyone wanted. It is hard to fight in a battle if my sword is short and my shield is brittle. It is even harder if the soldier wasn’t trained to endure the pain and hardships.

I’m crying inside, I know, because i failed my family, i failed myself. My tears aren’t enough to ease the pain from the wounds i’ve got from falling. It is so deep that I’m afraid that even time might not be powerful enough to heal it.

But I can’t just cry. I can’t just cry and sit until the battle ends. I couldn’t wait. I have to do something.

I’m so restless. So tired of dealing with the world’s game. Playing it made me stumble and maybe sturdy in some ways. I don’t know what is waiting for me at the end but I’m hoping that it is something I could be proud of.

I’m still far from the nearest possible pit stop. I’m losing grip but I can’t stop. I just can’t give up.

I think I wrote this when i just failed my Math17 (College Algebra and Trigonometry). It was my first time to ever fail a subject my entire life and it really felt like it was the end of everything for me. I think I isolated myself from all my friends and punished myself by doing all the household chores the whole summer. I was that depressed! hahaha. looking back, my Math17 failure somehow made me realize that not all things will come easily for me. I wasn’t a believer of hardwork until that time.

Tha party island

on a friday, we went to Boracay. we took a shuttle from Iloilo to Kalibo for 4 hours then transferred to another shuttle from Kalibo to Caticlan for another hour. we passed through Capiz. The road was really bumpy then you’ll see Mansionic houses out of nowhere! sigh!

from caticlan port we took a ferry for 15minutes going to Boracay. we stayed at Jerome’s at Station 2. This really was the highlight of the whole trip. After four years, when you should have all the cash you need because there were no banks, i came back. Now, they have banks, shakey’s and starbucks!!! hehehe. we also shopped at the Mango outlet store!!! its a hell lotta fun talaga!

i know we missed a lot of things since we were too scared to try the water involving activities and maybe becaue we spet most of the time sleeping and watching toni gonzaga flicks on cinema one. but in spite of it all, the experience was all worth it! i was able to cure my UTI by getting a lot of booze! hahaha

boracay port

we had our very affordable lunches at Jasper’s

did our grocery at Crafts

love the beach!

we rode the zorb!!! super fun in spite of the bumpy ride going uphill!

i learned to love oyster!

guilly’s island is the party place of the island’s locals (a wild guess)

we had isaw, their version is much longer than the ones in UP

our yummy take out fruitshakes from Jonah’s

shakey’s pepperoni crunch for dinner

our vodka sprite with lotsa cherries from juice bar!!!

The very stressful Guimaras

We took the boat from Iloilo to the land of the World’s Sweetes Mango. We were surprised that the 15 minute boat ride only cost us 13 pesos. When we arrived in Guimaras, people gathered around us. I’m not really sure if we looked that different from them because they already knew that we are tourists.

We went to the tourists’ assistance center and the lady tourist guide gave us a very helpful map. It was a very stressful day because the people in there won’t just give up in offering their services which seemed to be overpriced! The language barrier is also that great which made all transactions very difficult to make! haaay!

wharf in iloilo going to Guimaras

reymen’s resort (they said this is the best beach there but sand is pebblish)

our hearty lunch at reymen’s YUMMY!!!

manila-ish iloilo

We caught the 6:55 flight from Manila to Iloilo. The city is one of our side trips before going to Boracay so as we can visit our friends there. The airport is like a smaller version of NAIA 3 but the travel time from the airport to the city proper almost took us forever!

This part of the vacation wasn’t so fun at all. And it was really rude for some of them no to speak in Filipino. Sigh! The only great thing about the city is that the food is super yummy! Maybe that is the best thing about Ilonggos, they all are great cooks.

On our second day stay in Iloilo, we realized that we needed to reconnect to our own world and that meant going to the mall and getting ourselves wired! hahaha

while checking us in for our flight to iloilo

at the waiting area of NAIA 3

one of the bars we went to at smallville

i needed this for sanity! hahaha

a very long weekend

finally, after four years, i went back to boracay…yup the locals insisted that it is boracay and not bora, you’ll even see the statement on every tricycle.

i can only say that the place changed a lot. now, it has banks, clinics, etc. before it was just a white sand beach with a few hotels and bars. i was surprised that pier one did not survive in spite the need for booze and partying.

oh well, im gonna put up a my whole trip’s story (iloilo-guimaras-boracay getaway) when i have gathered my thoughts. one thing sure, i loved it in spite of some mishaps…sigh!!!

explore makati

thanks to my bestfriend’s officemates for introducing these places to me.

1. som’s thai restaurant

who would have thought there’s a restaurant at the outskirts of rockwell drive which may actually qualify to be inside the powerplant mall? well, i never really knew it was there. but i still love cebu’s lemongrass. that for me, is the best thai resto in the country still.

 

2. distillery

after dinner, we went to this chill out spot! i never enjoyed drinking until i went there. nice ambience, nice music, nice crowd and very accessible. its just that the place is too small.

 

photo credits: :www.rochellesychua.com

distillery’s facebook

yogurt friday

finally met up with my former housemate after a couple of months of not seeing each other. of course, we planned to just sit down and have a lot of chats. we had our dinner at recipes and then dessert at red mango near the greenbelt 3 cinemas…

 

i sooo love their yogurt! i never loved yogurt but when i tasted theirs, its another fave hang out to be.

you’ll enjoy a cup of yogurt with choice of fruit for as low as 80php. now that’s healthy eating!

 

 

photo credits: princessdyanie.blogspot.com

noynoy’ ad

i wasn’t able to catch this on tv yet but my brother told me about this station id-ish campaign of noynoy so i searched for it on youtube. according to surveys, he has a 50-60% winnability, quite high. and if ever, among the highest in the Philippine electoral history. in all fairness to him, there were no bad news circulating about him, and indeed te honesty of kris aquino has been loved by many.

this ain’t a city of angels

why do i always look for the goodness in every person’s heart when all the time i just get frustrated and disappointed? i myself is not a saint, so why expect it from other people. not everyone would understand, and not everyone will care enough to even try.

things were getting a bit more complicated. i’m in denial of a lot of things. how can some people be mean and get away with it guilt-free? maybe i’m just too naive. or maybe i just have to live a life with less expectations to avoid getting hurt. bow.

500 days of summer

“This is a story of boy meets girl,” the narrator says. “But you should know upfront, this is not a love story.”

a chic flick one shouldn’t miss. it may not involve happy endings and the real meaning of commitment, but at the least it tells us not to give up believing in finding our true love one day. that person may just be there all along its just that we don’t bother to take notice.

sigh!