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Surreal is the word: Palawan 2007

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Just got back from a 4 Day-3 Night Palawan Escapade with Jackie, Erlyn, Judith and Jake. This vacation was 3 months in the making, for we got our cheap Cebu Pacific tickets back in November when they had their 99 peso-ticket promo. We were so stressed out before due to financial, work-related, personal problems before the trip that we vowed to leave them all in Manila and just enjoy to the fullest. AND WE DID!

The Arrival,Honda Bay and the Viet Village:
Puerto Pension is the number one choice of local and foreign budget-savvy tourists. In fact, we booked with Skylight Apartelle (from the same travel agency where we booked our HK trip) but cancelled the last minute because of the great price difference. Don't get me wrong,though, the Pension is well-kept despite its dirt cheap rates. The rooms are beautiful - wooden floors and sawali interiors give you that authentic provincial feel. It has a cozy restaurant at the top floor with a great view of the Puerto Princesa bay. The average room rate is 1000 pesos for twin sharing, 350 pesos for an extra bed. It includes breakfast,hotel to airport transfers,and a cute manager. :)

We spent our first day exploring the Honda Bay. Our plan was to explore the city first then go to the Bay afterwards, since we assumed that it was very near the city (based from stories by people who've been there before). So,we were already donned our beach attires, hailed a tricycle, and realized that we looked like tourists who have no idea that the beach is 20 kms away! Yes, the beach was an hour away, but nothing can spoil our plan, we asked Kuya Arnold (yes,the driver) to take us there! The trike rental was 500 pesos round-trip, boat rental was about 1,000 pesos, and the food at the local carinderia, 300 pesos! We explored 3 islands - Pandan, Snake and Luli.

Pandan island has that Boracay appeal due to its powder white sand beach, without the crowd (though Boracay's sand is definitely more whitier and refined). Tourist count: 10. We went snorkeling - the corals were practically dead, there were tons of oyster shells, and tons of fish species. There was a minimun entrance fee to the island of 25 pesos per person, and we felt that we had a great deal having our ever-accommodating tours accompanying us.

Snake island is appropriately named due to the snake-shaped sand formation you'll see in our pictures. The snake disappears on high tide; sea life is more vibrant - it felt great seeing a school of talaquitok- an in more than a hundred of them! Our snorkel guides were great as well! They are well-versed with the common names of the fish species that we saw, and we feel that the trip would not be half as fun had we not gotten them as our guides. We also saw Dos Palmas one our way here - notorious for the Abu Sayyaf kidnapping of foreign tourists and the death of Rico Yan. We even shared the "real story" behind Rico Yan's death to our guides. They,too,were convinced that he didn't die of bangungot. Haha. Showbiz.

Our last stop was Luli Island. Our guide claimed that our tour wouldn't be complete if we don't dive. There is a spring board about 5-10 ft. away from the shore edge but the water is shallow enough for non-swimmer divers. The board was terrifying!!! Judith was the boldest, she dove right away, Erlyn was next. I attempted but backed out and even cursed jokingly at our guide when his brother teased him to push me off the board . We had the most fun time waiting for Jackie to dive. It took her about 5-10 mins before plunging, and the guide waiting for her in the water got so impatient that he commented "Yang sandali na yan kanina pa yan eh!".

After the Bay tour, we dropped by the Vietnamese Village to try out the authentic famous Beef Stew noodles. The Village was an initiative by the Catholic Bishops' Conference of the Philippines and the families were war refugees. We learned that there were only 5 families left in the village - most of them were petitioned by their Vietnamese relatives in the US and some are in the city. It was Nguyen galore!!!

Our first hurdle in our trip: Kuya Arnold's front wheel got flat a few kms away from the city. It wasn't that big of a deal for us,though. We had our dinner at the hotel and decided to retire early for we had to save our strength for our El NIdo trip the next day.

El Nido

The bus left the terminal at 5am. El Nido was approximately an 8-hour drive and there were only 3 buses leaving Puerto Princesa at 2hr intervals. Kuya Arnold was gracious enough to wake up earlier than usual to take us to the terminal. The bus is not your usual tourist bus - there were loads of goods on the roof top, and even people; it served as a local courier and a service to a local teacher who lives far away from the school on the opposite side of the mountain. There were 3 young Koreans, 2 male Caucasians - a missionary and a husband of a local who were sitting opposite my aisle in the plane. We didn't know what to expect of the trip. The first 2 hours were uneventful - smooth concrete highway on the mountain side overlooking the sea. It was scenic. Then, the bus turned to a rocky road that seemed infinite. It was off-roading Palawan style. Occasionally, the bus stops to drop off packages or to pick up passengers. I was awed by the fact that a 10km off road ride just cost 5 pesos! There were parts of the ride that were unpleasant, considering that we were seated near the door and the bus got stuffed with locals during the last leg of the trip. Judith and I were doubly impressed with the fact that we saw basketball courts even in the most unimaginable locations. Haha. And guess what? The bus broke down - we got a flat tire.

We stopped by Taytay,where we bus dropped off and picked up a few goods. This also served as our lunch stop. Club Noah Isabelle is located in this town but we didn't have the chance to check it. By now,we were two hours away from El Nido. It was the longest two hours of the trip. I knew we were near when I saw the mountain formations change from the regular, forest-like ones to those characteristic of El Nido - rocky mountains that looked like vertical rock sheets piled side by side.

Our impression of El Nido is that it's an expensive place for an enjoyable vacation. True, Lagen Island and Miniloc Island are exclusive islands - for filthy rich foreigners and locals who can pay in dollars through their credit cards - but the town central is full of cheap but decent hotels, good enough restos and cheap buys. We stayed at the Viewdeck hotel, a new cottage-type inn on the mountain side. Before I left Manila, I casually mentioned to our condo security guard that I'll be going to El Nido. I was glad I did because apparently, his cousins owns this Viewdeck Cottage which recently opened. Would you believe that we got the cottage for just 1000 pesos? Though it was peak season, Kuya Rudy was gracious enough to give us off-peak rates/ We just requested for an extra bed (we were 5 in the room but who's complaining?) Getting to the cottage though was quite a challenge. We had to go up the hill - about 70 uneven steps. The view was worth the trip up the cottage!!! We found out that there's a honeymooning couple on their 27th day in El Nido staying on the other side of the cottage - a Thai female and a Caucasian male whom we met that night. Electricity in El Nido is locally generated and limited - it runs from 3pm to 3 am only.


The boat trip was less than 2,000 pesos. The rock formations were magnificent! We were just speechless with only our cameras doing the talking. The waves were somewhat strong but we managed to drop by the Small lagoon, an ideal place for kayaking (though it slipped our minds to rent kayaks!!!), the Big Lagoon, Miniloc Island (yes, the one of the two establishments who accept credit cards) and the 7 Commando Beach. This is the Palawan that we see in postcards. We were simply in awe, it was surreal basking in the El Nido sun. I wouldn't be caught dead in a swimsuit but I just had to let go of my inhibitions and enjoy and get those tan lines!!! We were quite embarrassed though to be the only tourists paddling our way through the small lagoon with our life vests when everybody is enjoying on their kayaks. I also noticed that we were the only Pinoys in the area, most of them are Korean and Caucasian tourists. Kuya Rudy mentioned later on that most Pinoy tourists flock the area only during the Holy Week.

We tried to wait for the sunset on the Commando Beach. It was also deserted, we literally had the beach to ourselves. Our trip was somehow spoiled by the fact that our guides were not as helpful as the ones we had at Honda Bay, but we didn't let that ruin our day. We had a candle-lit dinner by the beach that night - we spent about 1,000 pesos for the full, sumptuous seafood meal that's worth about 3,000 pesos in Manila. We spent an hour afterwards walking around the town central, looking for souvenirs, and immersing ourselves to the local night life - as usual there's a basketball game in the town plaza.

Kuya Rudy reserved bus seats for us for the first trip the next day - the same bus who took us to El Nido. We had to use our flash light going down the cottage since there's no electricity. The bus left at 6am, we were ready by 5am so we were able to chat some more with Kuya Rudy. His wife served us coffee and the 1 peso pandesal he bought was still warm from the oven. Though we spent more hours traveling than staying in El Nido, we were happy with the experience, and we were now ready to complete the last leg of our trip.

The Underground River


The bus dropped us at Salvacion, where the road to Sabang starts. We were told that the jeepney trips are regular so we thought we had no problems catching a ride. We arrived past 12 noon and were almost heartbroken upon hearing that the jeepney just passed by, that the next one is scheduled to arrive at 2pm, and that the last trip from Sabang to Puerto is at 2pm. The tricycle drivers laughed at us when we tried asking them to bring us to Sabang, later on we would find out why. They contacted a local driver who brings goods to the city, got the jeep for 3k and started our trip past 1am. Boy, the trip to the Underground river wasn't a pleasant one! A few times we had to stop since bulldozers are on the works.There were parts that were concrete,but the whole 1.5 hour trip was tiring.

We reached the Sabang wharf where we had to get our permit to enter the cave and pay for it and our boat ride. The first thing that caught our attention was the big billboard of Jollibee welcoming us to the Underground River. Haha. Yes, we were still in the Philippines, we mused. The cave was a half hour boat ride away, by this time all of us showed signs of fatigue, but the scenery was breathtaking that it invigorated us. The entrance to the cave was a hundred meters away from the seashore, we had to walk in a wooden pathway, wore our life vest and helmets and we were ready to go.

I rode in the front of the paddle boat and took care of the car battery-powered light. It was a very amusing ride inside the cave, Kuya Mike had the sense of humor of Daddy Selwyn we loved to hate (and hated to love), and I actually felt claustrophobic by the time we were a kilometer deep inside the cave. Kuya Mike told us there were Italian spelunkers deep into the cave, that you need to get special permit should you wish to go beyond the permitted 1km trip,and that we can't touch the formations since they were too sensitive and our acidic sweat would cause corrosion.

We had a few side trips going back. We dropped by the Buenavista viewing deck to experience the beautiful Palawan sunset. And guess what again? For the third day in a row, we experienced a flat tire, and the guys concluded that I was the jinx! Haha :) On the way back,we also saw a young pregnant girl walking up the road and invited her to ride with us. Kuya Isagani, the driver, stopped by their house (they have electricity,take note!) to pick up some sacks of coal for delivery and his son to accompany him to Puerto (it was dark by this time). Our way back to Puerto Princesa was reminiscent of a trip back to Daet from Albay - the moonlight was the only source of light illuminating the highway. It felt so peaceful, and I also felt sadness because we know our trip is on its homestretch.

The last night in Puerto Princesa

No amount of fatigue can stop us from going out and enjoying our last night in town. We called up Kuya Arnold, the trike driver, who took us to Kinabuch's, a local Gerry's Grill-type restaurant. Ka Lui's, the most famous resto in the city, was already closed but Kinabuch's was a good alternative. The place is full of well-to-do Palawenyos, the parking was full of fancy cars and there was a big projector screen - a Jon Bon Jovi concert was being shown (later on it was Brian Adams). The food was delicious and cheapl - the sisig, sinigang na baboy,hinornong hipon sa gata, grilled squid, and the cocktails are okay (i'm not really a fan of cocktails,really). The girls are complaining for we haven't spotted decent-looking guys our age. I was consumed with my emotional state that began to bother me again now that our vacation is almost over that I didn't notice that there were no yuppies that would serve as our eye candies. We just realized that hey, we were in Puerto Princesa, and there are no yuppies here!

The morning after

The stress began to build up again as we tried to buy as many pasalubongs as we can and still make it to our 10AM flight. We barely made it, checked in 5 mins before boarding time. Funny we still had time to pose for last minute pictures!!! Jake was left behind for his return trip was mistakenly scheduled for March 2. It was a great trip, one helluvah trip. But wait, we missed one thing on this trip, we never met Hagedorn!!! With one stroke of luck,however, we saw a prominent figure being escorted by the Police to the plane. Mayor Edward Hagedorn!!! We were so star-struck and overjoyed by the fact that we saw him just before our plane took off!

Last minute pahabol: Mayor Hagedorn



I saw SM Sucat while the plane was landing and realized that yes, we are soo back. Erlyn had the courage to approach Mayor Hagedorn, and Jackie and I had to run as fast as we can to catch up. I was like a fan melting at the sight of her idol. I was able to chat with him, told him that we were so eager meeting him and he even quipped, "Nakakahiya naman sa inyo, sana man lang ang nakapag-dinner tayo!" Uyy,close! Such an irony, that we went to Puerto Princesa hoping to get a glimpse of him but were able to do so here in Manila! That really sealed the Palawan deal for us. :)



The most important experience that we had during this trip is the hospitality of the local people. We never experienced anybody taking advantage, over-charging or harassing us. This is the main difference between these people and the majority of the urban poor - they have respect for others and dignity not to ask for more than they worked for. Palawan is blessed with natural beauty, and somehow it's a blessing in disguise that these wonders are not easily accessible. I also noticed that there are more Protestant churches than Catholic ones. The trust system is still practiced here - the bus conductor/helper would pick up a package and would deliver it - no receipts, no shipping and handling fees, something that's impossible in the city.
Overall, our Palawan trip is one helluva break from our stressful office,love and family life. I couldn't be happier sharing this trip with Judith, Jackie,Erlyn and Jake. To my fellow cowgirls out there, our next stop: Rediscovering Ilocandia in may and Bora in October, of course courtesy of Cebu Pacific's 1 Peso Fare Promo!!!

OJ's Eastwood!!!

Great time at OJ's Eastwood with Orkid, Dio, Eric and Oging. It was actually just our PLAN B (PLAN A being watching Narnia, which happened to be sold out) but enjoyed nevertheless! :) We even contemplated on road tripping to Tagaytay or Star City or Tiendesitas. But we ended up there with no regrets.

The feel of the resto's veranda is great, bamboo platform, low-rise tables, and big pillows (makes me think of Moomba, Roces Ave). "Makes me think of Korea," as the elite lola from the other table put it. :) We didn't get to enjoy the buffet,though. Unfortunately, we already had our dinner at Congo Grille El Pueblo. Sayang :)

If you want to enjoy live bands but do not want to smell like an ashtray afterwards, go to OJ's. The veranda's the perfect spot to listen to the live band one floor up. The band that was playing (3rd Avenue accdg to the waiter though we doubted it), is Craig David-ish. Great band. I hope they won't sell out. :)

Strong Ice as usual, but I wanted to be sosyal that night din so I ordered Mexicola (haha). Just the right kick of tequila baybeh! And Cosmopolitan. It wasn't my usual gimik, heck what I liked best about it is that I didn't have to wash my hair 3 times when I got home because there was no hint of smoke odor whatsoever!

The only complain I have is the very small washroom and the absence of tissue paper! It's not like the place is crowded to cause shortage in tissue paper. Haha. This is my only complaint.

Overall, I give the place a high mark. :)

Again,again,again

J,

it's been a long time since i last saw you.

i hardly recognized you.

and i thought i would be doing fine the next time i do.

but i still fall into pieces.

over and over again.

i heard that you talked about the past

with that far-away look,

with regrets and with fondness,

would i be the former,

or the latter?

but reality struck me

you leaned over and whispered something into her ears,

that girl you are with,

she smiled, and kissed you softly on your lips.

i pretended to have not noticed.

deep inside, i screamed.

and slowly died.


R.

Friendster is SOOO Mean, what if's and scatterbrain

Logging in to Friendster and hoping to get as many 'Members Who Have Viewed My Page" hits, I decided to browse my friend's updated profiles. One profile got my attention.

Camille is my high school buddy. The masungit type, but is rael nice when you get to know her. She migrated to Australia on our 2nd year and had been in touch with her every now and then. Lost touch after 8 years of so,found her at friendster. I am DEAD jealous of her life right now. No, not because of her foreigner husband and her stable life/career. I am DEAD jealous of her four boys! And yes, since we were batchmates, it meant she married when she was 19 (perhaps even younger). Yeah, that's her in the picture. Ang dami tuloy WHAT IF's na bigla ko na namang naisip. (But I don't want to bore you with those could have beens).

Bigla tuloy ako nalungkot. I feel so unloved. SOBRA. Cut the bullshit, don't tell me there are so many people loving you. I know that and I am very thankful for the people loving me, pero admit it, all of us crave for that romantic love. That is what I am missing right now . Parang I felt at that point na I am doomed to be forever feel this. The thoughts are so scattered right now but I am certain of what I am feeling right now. I just need love. Pardon my being a scatterbrain. Basta ang feeling ko lang, people, especially guys you like (or love) will never really give you a chance to prove your worth if you have a really dark past. Ika nga ni Uma Thurman sa Kill Bill, your reputation would always precede you.

No, I am no jealous of the career advancements my friends are proud to show off on their friendster profiles. I am happy that my high school and colleagues are doing great with their chosen careers. Malungkot lang ako na I am not as happy as they are right now (or maybe malungkot ako na I have yet to find my happiness). Siguro the one thing that breaks my heart is seeing friends move on with their romantic lives. Yun lang. Mababaw pero you have to admit na you sometimes feel the same if you are single and brokenhearted and frequently visits your friend's Friendster profiles.

Itutulog ko na nga lang to. Or i-cro-cross stitch?

Cross Stitching and emotions

It would be a great embarrasment to admit that I started cross stitching due to my sexual frustrations. No, it's not I wasn't getting any. I was getting too much of it!

September 2004.
Emotional disposition: Brokenhearted.
Cross stitch pattern: Two geishas
(Click me to view the finished pattern)

I chanced upon this lovely geisha cross stitch pattern and being the oh so busy woman that I was back then, I decided to give it a shot. I would say that it was love at first stitch! There was no stopping once I got my hands working on it. Finished it in 3 weeks, a record time for a pattern which usually takes about 2-3 months to complete. There are times that I find myself staring at it. Haha :) I thought I've fallen in love with it! :P I planned to do one more pattern but I never had the chance to do so coz I started working the following month.

Fast track to August 2005
Emotional disposition: Frustrated and Depressed
Cross stitch pattern: Oriental Grace
(click me to see the finished pattern here!)

Frustrated because I was one week short of my one year vow of celibacy. Depressed because of so many reasons, heartbreak (again) and a rejected US Visa application being the top two reasons. I felt my feet dragging me to the DMC store in Gateway, and once more I found myself buying the pattern. As before I started it right away! There is something in cross stitching that gets you addicted. You wanna see the finished product. Even if your eyes hurt, you just want to so as many stitches as possible in a day. True enough, I finished it in 3 months, and this is a bigger piece thant the previous one and would take about 6 months to finish.

Present time
Emotional Disposition: secretly happy
Cross stich pattern: Oriental Grace
(50% of the work here!)

No, I do have a life. It's just that I'd rather spend my free time doing cross stitching than going out clubbing or drinking gourmet coffee. That phase of my life is so over. My mother would laugh hard over the phone whenever she finds out that we are spending our Friday night and weekends at home doing our cross stitch. It's like a sign of things to come. Manang mode, ika nga.

Cross stitching helped my mind get busy. A major mind-declogger. Any frustration, problem or lingering thought I have goes away temporarily when I am doing my cross stitches. Call it running away from reality but I don't care. And there is a major sexual benefit for those of you who want to stay as virginal as possible :p For me, it's like, an idle mind is the best devil's workshop. I think of (and do) things that you wouldn't want to talk about when my hands are not busy. My sister tried to stopped doing her cross stitch when she started casually dating a guy from her office. Now that they aren't dating anymore, she decided not to go back to her work, with the mindset that "she feels defeated going back to cross stitching".

But as for me I have decided to stick with it no matter what my emotional disposition is. Like right now, I feel (naturally) high and happy, but I am still doing my cross stitch. I am currently finishing my third geisha (and angel geisha) and I am so excited with the outcome!!! I just have to bear the tauntings my oh-so-ever supportive friends from work.:)

Battle of the Brainless

Yeah, that was me alright with my sch0olmates,sisters and David Celdran,the host of the defunt Battle of the Brains, after winning the 2nd weekly eliminations for April 1994 . How come the big networks don't wanna produce game shows like this anymore? For those of you who watched that game show, do you ever recall that huge timer during the bonus round? Hehe. Winning the gameshow was my first paycheck , 1,030 pesos (we got around 4k). I remember buying Sterling Snoopy notebooks (or was it Catleya?), Pilot pens (was never a fan of Tombow,such a cheap imitation) and a fancy pop-up pencil case. We lost to Bennedictine Abbey in the monthlies, but they totally deserved that since they ended up competing in the Grands. And you thought I was just good with jologs movies and songs!!! :p

CRAZY EMAILS GALORE!!!!

CRAZY EMAILS GALORE!!!!

I just joined LoveHappens, a new site where people help people find love. I'd like the people on LoveHappens to get to know me better, so I'm hoping you'll write a quick story about me that I can add to my profile. It doesn't have to be long, but it may help me meet someone great.

That is the invite I got from somebody inviting me on his lovehappens network. So you want me to be your pimp?

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Dear Sir/Madam,
We have logged your IP-address on more than 30 illegal Websites. Important: Please answer our questions!
The list of questions are attached.
Yours faithfully,
Steven Allison
Central Intelligence Agency -CIA
Office of Public Affairs
Washington, D.C. 20505
phone: (703) 482-0623
7:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m., US Eastern time

I would have believed you if you did not attach a file with an unknown extension.

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This is an automatically generated Delivery Status Notification. SMTP_Error [] I'm afraid I wasn't able to deliver your message. This is a permanent error; I've given up. Sorry it didn't work out. The full mail-text and header is attached!

Ha! another virus!

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You have 5 minutes to send this to all of your friends on yahoo/msn/local isp/gmail/fancy address book list. If you dont, you will have bad luck for as long as you live..

I love forwarded messages, but it's a major turn-off reading this very annoying sentence at the end of a very good article, and usually I scroll down at the bottom of the message first before reading it.. Imagine reading about God's love and reading "you will die if you don't send this" next. If good luck email chain letters do not work, then I'm pretty sure that these bad luck email messages do not work as well?

No to Dial-up Connection (and to expensive phone bills and tantrums)

Lorelie refused Emily's broadband connection gift to Rory in one of Gilmore Girl's first episodes. She said that she wants to "dance around the house while waiting fo something to download via dial-up". If they were real people, I'd say, 'What the hell were they thinking'! Nobody in their right minds would trade a broadband connection for dial-up! I tried, in vain,to subscribe for Broadand. Globelines has no service area in QC, Bayantel's facilities in our area are all used up, and PLDT (never mind, more of that later). And I am stuck with dial up! It's hard when you are pampered with fast connection in the office and even in cheap internet cafes. Just downloading a 5MB file is a real pain in the ass! x( I am actually waiting for the SBC Yahoo v.3 browser to download and so far, the 3 mins download counter time really is equal to 15 real-time mins! Back then, I would go to sleep at around 3am with 20 songs queued for download on Kazaa and would wake up with about 10 of them completely downloaded, God knows how long did each download take to finish!

And speaking of phonelines/dial-up connection, I can still recall one major headache I gave my father back in 2003. Being the innocent Regina that I was back then (*cough cough), I used my Manila unlimited dial-up account username,password and access number in Bulacan. That means, I was dialling long distance! After 20 days or so, the bill came, and it was a whopping 50,000+ pesos (that's about a thousand dollars). It actually went up to 60k after 15 more days. I was scared to death of my father's reaction. To my advantage, my younger sister got pregnant out of wedlock that time, and 5 digit residential phone bill isn't as big of a deal as a teenage pregnancy. I remember my dad screaming at me on a Sunday morning after he got the bill but the only sanction my dad imposed was stripping me off of the automatic voltage regulator and the power cord,and I easily got a work-around for that by borrowing one from my sister's boyfriend. He was too busy with my sister's present status to worry about the bill.

My dad left the country for Texas a month after he found out that bill. No, that was not for the reason of trying to evade that phonebill, but to accompany my then pregnant sister. I tried to pay off the bill, but up until now, I haven't finished paying it. And,don't ever,ever think that I never regretted doing that. I'm sorry because not only I caused that big of a headache to my dad but also I deprived myself of availing PLDT's services (most especially that very cheap 384kbps for just P999/month).

So much for that, I guess I'd just do my crossstitch while waiting for these updates that I am downloading.

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When you are keeping something to your self, you tend to blow like an over-sized Bazooka balloon when you can't contain your emotions no more. That is whay I happened earlier to me. The Bazooka pink gum exploded and stuck to my face. I promised myself not to be too much dramatic with my life, but I guess when you are just comfortable with the people you are with, you just show all of your emotions, be it good or bad emotions, and when you think that if you try to suppress it, it would just go away as if you never felt that way. I am sorry, you know who you are.

Once you pop, you can't stop

Once you pop, you can't stop :) The picture is just an attention-catcher. It doesn't have any relation to the entry I'm about to post :p Some sentimental Xanga entries I'm reposting here [may it rest in peace] :)

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NEVER SETTLE: (Saturday, December 25,2004)

it is not about being too picky. it is about not getting into a relationship just for the sake of having one. I guess the reason why I always end up with short-lived affairs is that I settle. I expect to eventually fall for the guy who tries to pursue me. I have not tried to have have a relationship that I have completley fallen in love with the guy before I deal with him, in the context of a relationship.

I do not know. I am not downplaying the power of falling in love for somebody who loves you already, but in my case, it never worked. It has always been like that, and I just so want to get out of that viscious cycle, and when I tried listening to my sister's 'no settling' stories, I realized, this is what I am doing wrong. I so wanted to have a boyfriend at any given time I don't care who I get, just as long as he is there as my boyfriend.

Do not settle.


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LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? (Sunday, December 26,2004)

is it possible to fall in love with somebody you haven't met before???

the concept of a global village took the fancy out of falling in love with somebody you haven't met before.. it's more romantic and a lot more safer to experience this back in the days that there are very limited ways to meet, mingle and get close with somebody not within your promixity... now you can meet wackos pretending to be your Prince Charming...

but i am not a skeptic. i believe in all possibilities. :)

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ONLINE RELATIONSHIPS (Friday,December 31,2004)

The reason why i believed in online relationships was because i believe that you can find love in the most unexpected place, at the most unexpected moment, from the most unxpected partner. Well, I still believe in these serendipities, but I took the internet out of my list. 9 out of 10 online relationships I had was sex-based, gave me nothing but heartaches. I believed in the diamond concept that is why I tried going out with online guys, but apparently, all they wanted was sex. They would give me compliments that they don't mean just to get me to bed with them.

This is the reason why I stopped going online a couple of months ago, I realized I don't have the discpline to say no to a ONS because I am still "hoping against hope" that that ONS will turn to an life-long engagement. I finally realized that,no, having sex isn't the best way to get the relationship going, and since the internet was my source of those false hopes, I just had to quit.

Pero I would have to reiterate that this is really trying my patience and discipline. The sight of two couples kissing can give me the sensations that I get when my sexual soulmate tried to trim my hair down there (more about that sexual soulmate later). Imagine that! Ahahaha. In tagalog, ganon ako katigang na naghahalikan lang sa TV na-e-L na ako! :lol:

The reason why I went online again was that I know I can control myself better. It is not a 100% assurance, but at least I know when to say no. I don't have that mindset that I'm gonna get it on with this time hoping to have a serious relationship with him later... No more! ;)

Scatterbrain Part 1

That's my sister Sadako wearing her bedroom slippers. We were cleaning out our mom's old closet when we chanced upon this 80's-inspired bridesmaid gown. Actually, this wasn't the only find for that day. We also saw a see-through gown worn wet by boldstar beauties. Of course, we can't take a picture of that and post it here,can we? Actually,we can, but why would we? :P

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Anna,my best friend,once told me that happy people don't write blogs,or at least they don't make a career out of it. It's logical, if you are happy and contented, you really don't have words to describe your present state of emotions. I am happy right now. I am contented (not necessarily with my work and financial status). So what the hell am I doing updating my blog?

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Let me just comment that I am such a useless technical support. I tried ,with all my might, to click that friggin Insert Image Icon to no avail and then I realized that I have my Netscape pop-up blocker activated :/ I can remember complaining about not getting any webpages and all I had to do was to clear my cach and to check my security settings.. So much for being a Home Networking "specialist" Sometimes, the most difficult person to troubleshoot is yourself. :) BTW, is there, by any chance, that we can attach picture in the middle of our blog posts? I tried doing that but the pictures don't show up. :(


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I skipped Still Fly (Big Tymers) on my IPod Nano, got Anything for You by Gloria Estefan. How cheesy could I get. I suddenly remember my old (most recent) flame.

I can pretend each time I see you
That I don't care and I don't need you
And though you never see me crying
You know inside I feel like dying
Dont you ever think that I dont love you
That for one minute I forgot you
But sometimes things don't work out right
And we just have to say goodbye...

So much for crying over spilt milk.

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I am on my third cross stitch project. I started doing Geisha patterns last year (believe it or not to suppress my sexual cravings), and now I am on my third. The first one took me about 3 weeks to complete, the second one about 3 months (from August 20 something until last week) and this 3rd one, I'm hoping to finish by the end of the year. And yes, I am planning to bring all of 'em on the Premiere Night of Memoirs of a Geisha. I have yet to uplaod my finished projects, so watch out :)

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And afterwards we dropped into a quiet little place and have a drink or two
And then I go and spoiled it all by saying something stupid like I love you

Is 'I love you' really the most stupid you could say to spoil a great friendship? Aren't you supposed to feel great after saying that? Why do we scare people away when we say that? Is it because of your timing? Or is it simply because that person couldn't say "I love you back". Come to think of it,though, would you want to hear "I love you" from somebody you really don't love. It is very hard to reciprocate it, lest refuse it politely.
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Quote for the day: "I was always the appetizer, the dessert, and never the main dish" - my Red Rained Sister