Remnants Of a Love Story

Once upon a time's are the most true to all stories.

The thought of it came into a logic and I found myself comparing my
recent and current situation to a roller coaster ride... But not the one
you are thinking. I am talking about an emotional roller coaster, where
it seemed to be exciting and fun. We thought of it as the most
daredevil among the rides. And yeah! I Dared! And now I am effin'
scared.

I hoped for it to be happy and it was. I was screaming and hoping that
it would never ever end. And now, the climax is over and the end is
here. Broken and infested with self-pity, I lie awake in the middle of
the night staring in an empty paint but it drew a shadow of a once happy
never ending. Manly control couldn't somehow hold the sour bitter drops
of my dying eyes. I held unto the cloth of my chest but pain came
trembling down my feelings, and it didn't stop. Gorgeously picking and
killing my defenses, my once innocent hope of forever came to a sudden
stop. There is pain, agony and silf-pity in the blood that my heart
pumps. I was trying to talk myself out , trying to quiet the annoying
sound of a controlled break-down. Busted and rejected for the anger I
caused to someone I have cared so much. I still kept my hopes for
acceptance. Then boom! With the battalion of my allies, I asked to
have a chance to talk and fix it. Instead, it became the most
unrelieving music to my ears. A call of mythical anger enough to kill
the rest of all the happy memories you've had.

I was wrong in shouting out a freedom and happiness, because it was a
fake joy after all. I triggered the end of it all, for miles are enough
reason to die a hope. Inside, my heart is rotten by unfixed
involvement. The call I have received, is the call that ended it all.
I am hoping that I could just sleep it over and try to pretend that it
never happened, but it pains me to know that I lost a joy that I once
grasped.

It was an emotional murder.

I laid my happy hopes and "forever's" on it. And now my joy is over, I
promised to be away and to vanish. If we'll meet again... I'd still
carry those happy thoughts of me and you. In my submission, Love has
killed a part of me and hope that Love will heal it. Farewell to you,
you've given me a deeper sense of fulfillment.

My cries for the reason of you are just natural remnants of our love
story. Take care and forever carry a memory of me.

As promised, I'll vanish in thy thoughts.

Pathetic Disgrace of Being a LOVE Paranoid

It has always been a dilemma for young lovers or closer at least to immature love... of who is getting the attention, or if who is given much worth... friends or lovers?!

I used to be jealous with my bestfriends giving less time to me... 'cause they were too busy on the errands of a so-called relationship. True, but I understand, "much" more now.

I understand because I was in a situation where I was not the choice... by a lover whom you have given all your attention to, who the fuck cares? even that person doesn't care...

Love paranoia is so pathetic that you get to do an overhaul thinking of your relationship... it is so pathetic that it opens your heart and mind to life's realities. Now who said it's a bad thing? It is pathetic, but it serves you the sizzling reality in a platter you won't ever think you would touch... and now you are dining on it!

Scribbled Moalboal Get Away: A Convivial Love Torture

Clock ticked past 2 minutes the time, I hurried my way to the 6-am-planned meet up. Yeah, I know, I am a minute or so late and I am lucky enough that I am in the Philippines where people won’t mind a bit of that discrepancy, hehehe. My anticipation for this trip left me few exciting sleepless hours and just enough energy to keep me excited along the way, well, if you may guess… it was a scribbled and scratched plan that happened to come true because of the decisiveness of our youthful impulsivity.

Along the busy line of businesses and amidst the raging danger of recession… I found myself marveling a huge grocery store and grabbing my travel food picks. I bought my menthol candy, fit n’ right drink, kornets and other half’s c2, boybawang and mr.chips.
The feeling is more than the satisfaction of shopping stuff… ‘Cause its food that you look forward to share it with someone. It took us an hour to shop and wait for the V-hire to set wheels on the road to the south.



I couldn’t help but notice how smooth the roads were constructed in heading to our destination, as to compare to our city streets where bumpy rush-constructed roads would greet your urban “laag” moments. After 2 hours of prospering Cebu site seeing, we then had a clearer welcoming view of the municipality of moalboal. Clueless of where to go and where to park ourselves to a more comfy-staying place, we took the chance of asking around the tricycle drivers and met MANG TONY. He brought us to barangay BASDAKO and it took us around 8 minutes to reach “MAGIC’S PLACE” where we stayed for 2 nights. It was a non-aircon room and only a sheet of cloth to curtain the CR and bathroom. It was just as strategic among other accommodations. A minute walk from our place would lead you to an array of carenderia and videoke-han. Food was really okay, considering the price we’ve spent for each meal. An order of pancit would cost you Php10 and an order of nilatch-ang baka or baboy would cost you Php25. It was
all-good, and to top it all with a perfect healthy dessert, a saging worth Php1.

Moalboal is a must-visit beach in cebu for its almost-white-sand stretch. Across the beach is a site of the province of Negros. Locals would call moalboal a “kantilado” beach, meaning few steps would place you on a sudden deep. It’s a scuba diving and snorkeling haven. Fishes in the sea is literally everywhere. As we were enjoying the beach, sand and sun… near the seashore, striped yellow and black aquarium fishes would come to you in no fear. It was gorgeous and amazing.


Our second day, we went to KAWASAN FALLS. No “mang tony” took us out to the lungsod for it was again, a scribbled plan. We waited for the CERES bus to arrive to bring us to Matutinao. But prior to riding a roller-coaster like bus in the back seat, we went to Moalboal’s church ruins and their church as well, we prayed our lives out and prayed for an overflowing joy and a fulfilling life of love and everything.

We walked from the highway of matutinao, badian for almost 15 minutes in order for us to appreciate the semi-majestic falls of Kawasan. It was a breath-taking site for nature again conquered our get-away imagination. But guess what? I’m with “talawans” and I belong, at least a bit.hehehe. 2 laps in the falls, and that’s it. We went back to moalboal, and brought us one nature tripping experience… and I commend the banana we bought in kawasan.


Arriving in the lungsod, we were super hungry and so we feast over bbq, gulay and another pork ulam in a carenderia with unattentive tinderas for reasons of overly appreciating our feces, I mean Faces. Hahaha… it was overwhelmingly annoying yet funny.

One thing I won’t forget, our karaoke experience in the beach where we sang our hearts out and as if no one is listening, but it took us a swift surprise when group of Americans were assembled at the back and were cheering and clapping… it was momentous yet embarrassing. Ofcourse, the RH Moment and the fried chicken feast that we ordered from Manang of the Magic’s made us inhibited in spirit. But, happily, we’ve made some friends with some people having their backpacking skills to enjoy the moalboal.

Every bit of this trip, tortured me with love… of love, nature, friendship, family, and GOD.

The impulsivity we had has drowned us to positive experience. It may be scribbled and scratched, but one thing’s for sure… we’ve made the most beautiful sketch that forever and ever we will cherish. LOVE forever!

Eternity in Quick Love

"Untainted by the reality of hurt, youthfulness is something that we cherish because experiences are yet to be conquered. "
It is so unlikely for an idealistic individual to commit in a swift just like any fastfood there is. It may come to you as a shock and maybe a taboo. It is when two people who got along just fine with each other, and guess what? Decided to love each other... Decided to take care of each other... Decided to be with each other...

I would like to agree that love is a state of mind. as what i have said, titanic is the factor of the decisions we have made. i'd like to be positive for whatever it is, but not really straight-forward but at least Hopeful for the Love that exist.

I am a believer of a strong-willed relationship. Happy? yes I am, there are tons of reasons why i am feeling this way... but undeniably, there is much joy i feel for who i am with...

Call him/her baby, sweetie or whatever endearment you have... and let them know that You love them. Just like " baby, i love you".

PANGLAO... summer heat experience

holy week... usually would give people a hint of a where-to-go place for vacation. Boracay is the most popular and Cebu has its own Bantayan Island. puerto Galera is one but the beloved hometowns of the Filipino people are the most common.

my backpacking and sling-swaying skills are now ready and on-the-go for another hyped experience. This time... a Panglao Island escapade.

I've been to Bohol several times... all for tours and other side trips. this is my 8th time though... and it's all gonna be in Panglao... so it was a congested planning for a one place.

itineraries:
1.) Tubigon- my bestfriend picked us up for a lunch at chicken ati-atihan. their Hot calamansi is really good. Food is okay. cheaper than the usual, so it's justifiable.

2.)Tagbilaran- well, Island City mall is the biggest mall they have.... so we went there and bought the 3 big bottles of tequila hoping it will hit us to inhibited spirit of joy and summer fun and i had the ginger lemonade of the Bohol bee farm resto.

3.)Panglao - alona beachline became the instant boracay and puerto galera mood... sutukil everywhere, henna drippings and turistas backpackings.

Dumaluan resort is a cheap yet nice beachline resort... the sunrise is the best.
we went dolphin watching paying up Php1600-1800 for the boat. there were about 20 other boats doin' the dolphin watching.

Balicasag Island- famous for their sanctuary. I didn't quite enjoy beacuse of the Tuyom there.

Virgin Island- the perfect scene... it's like a white abandoned island... no one is living there but the plants are like programmed to look good at it plus its enormous stretch of sandbar looking like a tail of a sperm. it disappears on high tides.

at the end of this escapade... i'm a one thousand plus poorer guy, sunburn all over and a bit of the tan enhanced by coppertone spf4. hehehe. But it was an experience of laughter with friends and Nature... It's a must-visit site of the world.

summer heat is officially ON!

February 12-19 Passionate Love Non-existent

Cold winter wind from the melting ice touches the raging wonder of love. I could not somehow escape the fact that it’s already February. Holland tulips, huggable teddy nears, chocolate kisses, the crown regency’s edge coaster ultimate date experience, and the usual watching of movies made perfect with the one you are with. Hahahaiz, they call it Valentines. Well, it’s not that I am fussing over the fact that I am single… but it is the mere fact of knowing how people would probably celebrate it.

I’m betting that the better restaurants are reserved for lovers on the 14^th, and resorts, hotels and even motel rooms are fully booked. I know… the best expression of love is found in the ultimate act of sex. Don’t react cause it’s debatable. Right? Hehehe.

I have known of several gimmicks and I’ve imagined some… the ultimate message relay. It is the greatest challenge of how you would be able to let the one you love know of the love you felt for him/her. It’s the day that numb partners could go passionate because beyond the surprises made, it’s Love.

Believe it or not, a bigger percentage does not believe in happy endings. I myself have been fooled. Because of love, I was vulnerable… I was dumb, I was a prick… I was a believer of a great lie… I was a follower of a fantasy created by twisted stories and facts. How sad? Right? I could not help to be mad about it. At least I have friends I can share my madness with it; they share same sentiments with me. Well, past is past. I’m happy that I can now freely express how mad I was and how mad I am. Now, it’s clearer that I want to cut the crap... get a life sicko! Hahaha.

You might be wondering with the title I used. It’s the week I scheduled for a “supposed-to-be” one of the most important weeks of my life that I have dedicated for love. The week that I would finally meet the one… but it was a fantasy… the passion I had for it was so much! Well, since it was a great lie… might as well tag with it the “inexistent love”.

I’m not fussing and the least I want to get is a reaction from the “feelers” out there. Just piece of advice to believers of love, never rush things… don’t trust much… don’t give it your all until the flesh comes out. Make sure, your love exist… it might be too late when you know that it was all an imagination and that you have laid your life to that person already. Be cautious in your search. Good for me… I held back at least, ‘cause I took all the instincts I felt even just before.

Happy Valentines everyone!

Cut the Crap! Be gorgeous!

this is one of the usual blogging days i have... waking up in the morning, checking my emails and updating accounts and to wander around the listed to do's and fishing for the unlisted ones. since i made a habit on reading my daily friendster horoscope... i could not help but realize that it's wonderful to cut the crap and be gorgeous with it.

just a perfect timing, when a close friend called me up and trying to bring up the emotional and pessimistic remarks for my article "a messy escape"... then i read the horoscope, and it said that i should clean my emotional closet. for a longer period of time, i carry the burden with me of trying to linger in the past... all i feel with it? rage and anger.

BUt now... i have to start writing about positive emotions and good vibes. this is a perfect move. why should i worry the crap of other "wanna-be-involved-people" in my life... that all i should do is be happy and merry for all the family and good/genuine friends i have. we are all blessed, but we just tend to be preoccupied with what's-not and there's-none.

clean that emotional closet. unburden the worries. feel good about life and YOU. Go and cut the crap... be gorgeous!

You are a wonderful creation of God... but you are also the perfect reflection of your MIND! so if we think good... we look good. As what the song FASHIONISTA said...

NO PANGIT ALLOWED!

hahaha

Ahsus

along the fancy visayan coñotic conversations or street talks... ahsus is someway, somehow relatively popular or even over used. well, if you really know how the conversation flows, you wouldn't think of a laptop line and brand- ASUS. well, that makes you a nutty head.

ahsus implicates sarcasm... maybe frank comments or a blunt disgust of disagreement. but things could be funny in the way we use it. but nonetheless, we are so creative that we can actually use it as a total disgust on something or someone... disgust of unbelief i may say. just the total opposite of fun.

got home... still awake in the middle of the night trying to make our PROJECT FEASIBILITY STUDY on a not-so ambitious business we have... then tag along with it the serious stuff of financial analysis and spreading out of amounts and the tons of schedules with the assumptions attached to it..... i know... tilt your head back! Nose bleed! but there were occasional instances of bullying and all... well, at least it is something that we could hold on to til' the dawn... some sort of a red-bull to keep us awake.

nah, how i wish we could just say at the end of this PFS "crap" to our panelists... Ahsus, as if you don't know this stuff! but we simply can't! now who wants to get a pampering 5.0 after that remark? huh? no crazy dude would.

if someone would tell you... I can't do this!( given that he is brilliant enough and that even an average guy could do it) a simple AHSUS would do.

if someone would tell you... i am not that bad and stop accusing me (given that you are convinced that you are just simply stating an emotional distress, and not at any purpose at all of accusing someone... but simply yourself) a humungous AHUS is effin' needed.

AHSUS is when i see unfitting and unnecessary explanation from some... i don't know.

well, since I am in the dusk and in the verge of saying good night to the YM conference of the DORMSTAR PFS group, it would be safe to say AHSUS for today's worries... a deserving good night rest for the people of GOd... and anticipate for a "hello-tomorrow" bed stretching! Good night Guys...

Retaliate… Victory of Lycans

During one of my greatest depression, I resorted to watching Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. I was having a feeling that the movie could enormously feed on my melancholia, but I was happy it didn’t. It was actually better released because it answered the mystery of the 2 movies prior to it. The prequel does the flashback. It was actually entertaining, although the plot is kinda typical to movies of same genre, it was predictable also. But… there are but’s… I rated it as “recommended” cause you are getting your pennies’ worth. It was entertaining, from the effects, and how the story laid its transition… well researched and quite convincing on its effects and costumes.

What is it with vampires? I won’t be shocked if people would dream of becoming a vampire, now that this movie is adding hype and gaining titanic popularity just right after twilight, which you should know was a romantic movie… with an obsessed-by-all vampire, Edward Cullen.

The plot speaks of the retaliation of another breed of mystical creatrures/humans… the lycans. They are werewolves with human capabilities and rationality. Well, won’t spill out everything out from the movie, my title speaks of it all. It’s another archive-worth of 2009 good movies.

Finale of a Broken Theatre

Who said that it's gonna be easy? Who said that it would be so mechanical to narrate a story of a seemed-to-be-tragedy story? No one said... But things happen. We can never tell, for a broken theatre could not make a firm end... it is left to the free flowing minds of the actors, you choose: tragedy or comedy?

there are magical people... so talented that they create fantasies that is so innate in a being to dream of it. they wake up your imagination and open all your senses for the immortality of love... but behold, the fairy comes for favors. a favor of growth to the one who believed the stories. You'll be enchanted.

it wasn't that bad. it was a journey worth learning from. the ride of it, was bumpy.

i was exhausted. i kept on blaming myself for what have happened to my story. it was both tragic and comedic... but it never told of singular theme. i WAS trapped in a fear to decide on things... for the past few weeks, i felt that i don't have the right to decide, for i have become an angel of failure... and a disciple of misery. i lost my confidence. it altered my ego. it deformed my proud self conclusion of narcissism. i thought i was of no self worth... for all the sufferings are all part of the after math of what i have been through... of what i have decided.

in the face of an actor... i don't need to wear a mask, for my role is diverse... and with this i tell you... i was weak, but i'll be strong for my family... for my friends... for all the genuine people, and i mean genuine and practically true people.

i am my own finale and i dream of a plot that i may be able to escape from the past misery.

my mom told me... i just have to accept what have happened, and be no stranger to it. i know, she is more than right... but the trauma and phobia of it.... seems to linger in my blood and any emotions of tragedy would come rush just like an adrenalin... that it turns my life sour and bitter again. i know. it should not be the case. but it was... and i promise that it won't, ever again.

Sequel? Prequel? Damn the plot. it takes more than a year to release another.

'cause time will do the healing.

A Messy Escape

a wish for a day that i could finally speak of life is better... or getting better and better, not bitter and bitter. i could not somehow comprehend why people has to experience unfamiliar circumstances... or at least may seemed unfamiliar to the one experiencing it. Annoying. Heartbreaking. Seductively suicidal.

when they say that life is good... and it all depends on how we see things... is very debatable. can i actually stop the nature of my emotions and the soul in me that screams for help? i don't think so. i am fighting the battle against myself. i know it is the hardest and the greatest battle of them all. but i think i am getting dumber and dumber. this phase is taking me long on a ride and that i am making this frequent excuse to myself and to my mom, and i am getting dizzy already that all i want to do is to step off the journey... to leave things on their perspective without me... inevitably, i made a messy escape.

i do not expect people to understand me nor find me... i don't want to and i never intended to make people worry about me. but that is impossible. they seem to care, and it is overwhelming. thanks though, but it never occurred to me that i am doing it so that they may pity me. unselfishly, i am doing things for my own favor. and when i get to sort things up to myself, i'll be ready to face the world and the challenges that awaits me... and be a blessing to my family and friends.

Thank you and Sorry for the worries. i am aware that i have responsibilities i left... and i am answerable to all of it. i will cope up. i made a pact to the hope that i would.

my life is a bit messy with all the decisions that i have made before and now. i am paying all the consequences. i know, that villains have done their part. thanks again. huh. this is the after math. i'll pick up everything, as much as i can, from my shattered soul and being.

Good night and I hope... i'll see all of yah still.

Movin out. New Domain. Jumpstart.

surfin' through some blog pages... can't help but recognize the word and articulation prowess of different bloggers. some- making things personal just like an on line diary, some-as an artistic outlet, most- therapy, most- just for random thoughts ( don't bother looking at the subtitle of my blog) and others- for a living. well, how i wish i could do the last part as well. hehehe.

movin' out doesn't mean solely leaving, but accepting the fact that there is a need to move on and pay up to pass through another toll to enter a route of a hopeful better road. paying the toll to another road is not just play through... people get to suffer a bit or even suffer more to drastically gain "coins" or "bills" to pass through. i must know. i've been through chaos and drama to regain the better me that was almost lost in a life-trap. it was a self-battle that inevitably dragged my family to understand me. i know, i am such a prick... and what can I do? at least, at the deepest sense of it... in my wildest trouble, my family and friends are there to cheer me.

this may sound so selfish, but i am not owning the thoughts i am writing... we all experience this, in one way or another... 'cause we are in constant search for who we are and what we should be doing.

like a blogger friend i have (i am proud of)... true people admits what they do not like and accepts the decisions she made and took responsibility to it... but at the end of the struggle, what is important is that we kept on hoping...

New Blogs. Better Views. New Domains... these are all mechanisms of survival. It takes a bit or even a lot of courage to do so. The courage to jumpstart everything... and be the utmost person You can be.

Have a good life y'all!

Cameo Everyone?

in my morning routinary activities, before going to school... i never would miss playing a music. so here's another interesting stuff to know 'bout 'muziq', a gossip girl star made a cameo on Leona Lewis I Will Be from the album Spirit: The Deluxe Edition (C) 2009 J Records, a unit of SONY MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT.

I am talking about Chace Crawford. the guy made popular from the TV series of CW, Gossip Girl and the x of Carrie Underwood. yeah. quite a background. He became really famous, but may be not quite enough... so Cameo would be a good resort.

The song could be a hit, and so could he.

Happy (Chinese) New year!

well, gems and stones will be familiar in everyone's wrist or even bag. and predictions would quite entice you to do some reading. at least, this chinese new year is bringing us HOPE. so, Kung Hei Fat Choi!

Too Curious to See His Case

If there are tons of movies that were just being hyped and advertised to tease viewers, there are also movies that were less hyped but strongly recommended by word of mouth. well, i am talking 'bout the movie i posted with this article. i may say, people would really watch the movie aside from the stars... Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett, it is one of the most interesting films made.

I am not a fanatic of classical transition movie set-up, 'cause i am having an impression of boredom. but watching deeply, it was heart pounding and shocking. i don't know if story of such is possible. i am curious.

Imagine to live a life backwards... being oldie at the start of your life, yet wisdom seems to flunk you. then to your death, of becoming a baby? whew. that kinda scares me. You can't grow old with the person you have loved and that you really love. You can't be a witness to a triumph of growth of your own child. You lost your memory as you grow younger. Your death is painful for your story was unknown to you. It was sad and shocking how events can turn your life around.

Good thing, there are some points of the movie that has unknowingly provided people with good thoughts. Weirdness comes in different forms, sometimes it is too tragic to see for others... sometimes it is fun. but most of the time revealing.

others may live a life of a dumb hell of seclusion.
others live with so many parents.
others live with physically exceptional ,in a culture and country that was unknown before.
others live with secrets of identity and preference.
others live alone to run away from their parents and to find themselves.
others lived life with so many stories and gist to tell.
we all know that we are different, but we all know that in this life we have... we LOVE!

the movie taught me one thing as well, people in our lives will come and go. no matter what kind of curious case you have. things and life's nature will stay the same.

(it is a nice movie to watch with someone)

Plea Of An Immortal Soul

i admit. i was so dumb. i was messed up. everything that have happened to me was sad yet it has served its purpose... of learning, and never be again a fool to someone else's life. people have their own fair share of tragedy. you have your sad story to tell, and i have mine. i am young, and it is so sad that people would try to drag with them individuals, to have a taste of misery they had.

one thing for sure. i cared because i really care for that someone. but people who would try to make someone "na-makonsensya" because of what have happened is just so much.

imagine someone telling you, and making you feel that you are the mistake of what he had become. just so heart breaking. and telling you things like you are being ingenuine? wooooooosh

so what am i now? an evil?

i am perfectly happy.... not until some hints of reconnection is trying to haunt me again. it was traumatic. it was and it is. but i have learned and i have grown from there. again, things reveal themselves because they ought to be KNOWN to anyone. so be it. acceptance or rejection? it doesn't matter. people have decided to live separate lives. just learn to respect... respect each other's privacy and decisions.

Shame on me... i lost my confidence in my decisions, and i can say, it made me less for who i think i was... i have realized that i am so dumb and a prick. that i myself have brought this misery to my self, much more to my family. i must admit... i lost my "kumpyansa sa sarili". but i am getting through... i am struggling to regain my strength, to continue MY LIFE, with my family and genuine friends who wouldn't think bad about me.... who wouldn't think that i am being ingenuine.

i represent the immortal soul, of those who are young and vulnerable...
Plea to God for strength to face all the challenges in life.

Plea to your parents for them to lay their untainted support and love.

Plea to your true friends to guide you to a Happy unsecluded life.

Plea to your enemies for them to realize the goodness in you and the goodness that remain in them, and that they may stop to haunt you with what they have to say.

Plea to yourself for you to ultimately win that battle of loneliness and everything that haunts your freedom and peace.

This is my last blog about this. i won't read a blog from someone or to anything reactive to this.

Life will go on. God is good.

Hopeful Recovery

at times, i could not somehow get a sound sleep at all... the memories i had, from the joyous and tragic cuts of my story would somehow haunt me with laughter and fears.
i know, we all have our fair share of struggle... but at the end of the tunnel, we all know, there is light. it's hope.

but rather, the process of hope and recovery is painful... it will be worth it though.

after all, you are a better person because of it. we just have to realize as well, that eating a food could inevitably pat through the bitter buds and even the sweet buds... but whatever the taste of what we eat... it will make us full. full enough that we won't crave for it anymore.

i am hopeful.... that life will recover its peace and serenity. fact: God is the ultimate provider of it. so it will be a reality. people out there needs to learn the strength of letting go. as what they have said, letting go is the most courageous one can do in his entirety of life.

people who kept on clinging that they could again trap an innocent person's life into a dungeon of fantasy and unrealistic/idealistic life... shame on you, for you claim to have God with you... but your hopes are evil, and you know it won't win.

shame on you!

Restless FAITH

if drinking much alcohol can give you hang over... i'll say i have one from the Sinulog mardigra. don't take it negatively though, i am talking about the fun, fun and fun the festivity has offered.
at top of cebu city, you can just witness how people prowl for fun.

well, food is at the top of my list... who can beat the food trip? huh? everyone loves eating and the place got so much to offer, from the cheapest yummiest treats to expensive sumptuous meals. edible pasalubongs are turista's fave... well, kinda obvious. try to go to "taboan", monday after sinulog... you will see how people would try to drag danggit to their homes and brag about the ultimate trip they had.

tiring... yeah, it is. after drooling over the crwth who tried to see and experience themselves of this year's celebration.

but beyond the food, pasalubong, friends hanging out, the lively beat and the festive dance... is our FAITH to Señor Santo Niño. Since 1521, our devotion to the Holy Child has brought so much joy and hope to our land.

Our faith to Him will never die. And never it will rest. Long Live SINULOG!

Mardigra... the ultimate drama

waking in a "desperas" of a mardigra in a cold wind would somehow enchant me with memories of the joyous escapades of the sinulog festival. a lot has changed. people we may know, in an instant could be a stranger.

i am quite hoping though that the real spirit of the celebration is far more beyond the grudges and the sad memories of our past. Things happen for a reason, but that is not an enough reason to lock up a person in evil for life. you might be getting clueless now, but the point here is, our friends of the last sinulog may not be as good as friends this year. sad but true.

i thought this is for everyone. but maybe not, not for me. parties will be there, IF WE HAVE THE REASON TO CELEBRATE THOUGH. this year would maybe pave way to a more subtle theme. the most important thing though is my faith to sto.niño... keep on hoping that there is light after darkness... as what they have said, the night is darkest just before the light of dawn. be happy, be merry, in your faith in GOD.

what i am asking, the strength and enlightenment to move on.

(pictures taken from flicker, public image searches)

HUGS

i think everybody knows that the weather is quite strange right now. Philippines experiencing winter? whew. just a 'lil bit of exaggeration, but yes, don't you think it's kinda cold? i love the feel... and i'm loving the fact of it... energy saver!

but it's quite a hype to HUG. we all need the warmth... jacket and sweaters could be really fashionable but human warmth? is more than rewarding.

i admit, tears would fall every time i think of the hugs i am used to. tragedy in twisted facts would pave way to a new life... to move on. kinda confusing, but the story i will keep in me is far more revealing than a treasure hunt. we, at our younger age, were vulnerable. others may help, others may destroy but will eventually help.

what i'd like to say is that... in life's horror, the feel of HUG, is all we need... in that sense, we will become part of everybody's existence.

Gossip Girl and Twilight... Casting Issues?

teen hypes can actually rule the world... what's hip and cool, you'll find it almost everywhere... and in every teen's mind, and yuppies as well.

Gossip girl got the perfect casting... well, as it progresses, at least. They all looked like moving people in a magazine... an animated MAG. hehehe.

Twilight ruled 2008, of it's bomb success. but I can fuss all i want, this movie got some casting issues. I saw Blair and Chuck's picture from a facebook fan site. they are the perfect twilight couple. whew...

Comments everyone?