april's lovely fools

my life won't be as FUN without GOD creating these loving people.

It was in ADVO where I met Lloyd, he was the managing editor then, and later became my EIC. He was a snob, really. But when we became friends, ay, sobra. Sobra ko siyang na-appreciate. He was able to compliment the worst in me. I often tell him na ako na lang ang natitira nyang friend, (which of course is not true) it’s just that I DON’T WANT ANYONE TO GRAB HIM AWAY FROM ME.

Rea’s my first-day-high-bestfriend. Oh gosh, this sanguine (as she used to describe herself) is irrefutably a head-turner plus the art talent! Naku, panalo talaga. We love non-stop talking even pag naglalakad and I often end up talking to myself alone; kasi may nakikipagipagkilala na pala sa kanya. But she’s more than just a pretty face. We’ve been through a lot, and if there is one friend in my life who I let witnessed my worst, that is her. Thank you for keeping those and for staying amidst the distance.

And here is KUya Dong, my eldest bro. need I say more why he’s included here? He loves boots and cowboy things, and yes cigarettes! I do not think he can live without a stick in his lips. FYI, I super like this picture of him, reminds me of Francine, his eldest daughter. I am always fervently praying for his' everyday to be happy and free.

Lastly, na di sumipot sa birthday date is Janelle. BEST came from the opposite of it, she hated me ata dati. She didn’t like the supladita plus the opinionated me and plus my pagiging maarte (?) who cared to no one but myself. And we always made petty away; me ending with my eyeballs rolling and telling her "as if I care"? and her with her pasensyosang pag-iling. Haha. Tama ba, best? Pero naging swak kami sa isat isa. Although from head to toe, from trippings to principles ay opposite pa din kami, we were able to keep our friendship. We learned to accept each other’s flaws (or she learned to accept my flaws?)

happy birthday, guys.

and more of happy days to come.

 

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i do not like to blame the waves. neither the beers nor the nicotine puffs.

i just wish it would rain soon.

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slow-motioned FUN friday

The day started at 9AM as we rode the bus (which is very cool because it has something where you can rest your feet and swing it back and forth.) to Lucena. It was the longest Batangas-Lucena trip that I had, which took us 5 hours to reach our destination.

Uhm, not bad, because there’s a bundle of cool adventures including a very nice old-fashioned church which we accidentally discovered while were looking for at least a clean public washroom at Saryaya Quezon.

Oh, jeepney rides and weird conversations with drivers and people we hardly know because whether we admit it or not: WE GOT LOST. Buti na lang, we PINOYs are naturally maasahan specially during times of need. Sila pa talaga ang lalapit sa'yo to give help. Hoorays to superpinoys!

At 2:30PM, we finally found PRC, oh gosh. Why on earth you never inform us that you already moved into a GOD knows I don’t remember place! (joke) Ok here’s the direction:

From Pacific Mall, have a tricycle ride to lucena city (or bayan, and just pay PHP 11.00 per head). From Bayan, you have to ride a PHP 7.00 jeepney ride going to grand station and there, PRC is right in there, you just need to look for the big PRC signage

After getting our proof of being professional teachers (hala, am I really going to teach?). We realized that we haven’t had our brunch yet and so we went to SM Lucena via this weird van driver who wanted to show us his house (and his boarding house just in case daw we miss the last trip back to Batangas) but we politely rejected the idea.

And here I want to share with you a super affordable but delightful barbecue house @ Reyes Barbecue. We had grilled asparagus, grilled turkey tail and grilled salmon with atchara side dish and their famous peanut sauce.

We arrived home at around 9:30 PM, and Lhenore (“dude”) was already waiting for our non-stop talking sleep over. FUN! (i hope dude will upload the pics SOON)

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Moulin Rouge

 I watched Moulin Rouge last Friday (finally!) The scene of Christian and his typewriter left a vivid picture of a gloomy lover. The film started with “There was a boy. A very strange enchanted boy… and ended with Christian typing: Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End.

The supreme lesson, I believed, that they want to tell the viewers: The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. Which I believe most will agree.
But my favorite line: I owe you nothing. And you are nothing to me. Thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love.

oh, gosh. i do not know why i suddenly miss watching old Pinoy films. Where are you (you know, Nora Aunor-Charito Solis-Snooky Serna-Vilma Santos-Christopher de Leon etc) now?

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she rode the bus and realized she's insane.

The breeze of the hot summer and the dancing cottony clouds dozed her off to sleep. The very same ones that blew her eyes open to see the noon’s sky. They will forever remind her of the things she painfully dreams of while her body starves for the salty seawater and the roughness of the sand grains. With this, she discovered two things as she rode the bus home:

(1) that this 24 year-old petite girl is still so much prone to her childhood tantrums whenever things failed to go her way. Still encountering the very same nausea and lameness of the leg-muscle that results to a futile tendency of continuous kicking, until everything around is broken.

The only difference: Today, there’s no one to assure her that everything will be alright, only her own fragile self. That’s why she needs to fight her demons desperately, so as to prove appropriate maturity suitable to her kind of age, and;

(2) that this girl, hurt and pained, is still capable of embracing life’s beauty. Of laughing and understanding every inch of its intricacy. and that makes her happy.

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