CHOLESTEROL OVERLOAD IN BAGUIO... AND STILL ALIVE AFTER

couldn't believe that i ended up in baguio over the weekend! it was nice to have just been kidnapped like that. :) i absolutely had nothing for an overnight whatsoever. but what the heck!... it was such a battle to convince my bro to let me go, though. but it was worth the battle scars anyway.

the beginning of that spontaneous trip to baguio showed good omens. while talking passionately about some person, E took a right turn with so much conviction (as B puts it) that we thought he knew what he was doing. apparently not. luckily it ended up cutting our trip by about 30 minutes.

afterwards, the cruise went on smoothly. T texted us to look at the night sky which i was already checking out every so often. it was still cloudy when we got her message. but somewhere around the bulacan area, there was the blanket of sky peppered with stars! and the falling stars... well, they kept falling. i lost count by the time we got to tarlac. and still, they kept falling all the way to baguio.

i also get to have my picture taken by the lion, too! never mind if we weren't sure if the camera got the lion because it was three in the morning. i knew the lion was there.

that was just the trip. while we were there, E, B, R and I were able to do so much like
1. buy this leather jacket i always wanted from the ukay-ukay at a bargain price
2. go to UP baguio
3. eat at sizzling plate (their steak is the best! and man, silvanas!!! cholesterol galore!)
4. go to good sheperds/mine's view park (minus the begging children by the cliffs)
5. nap in the car while waiting for E to finish his business:
6. be amazed at how PR R can get. (i would never have thought it possible if i haven't seen it with my own two eyes!)
7. have the poor snuffulafagus blue car cleaned
8. pray at the pink sisters convent
9. have our picture taken by the brent signage
10. go to the market and buy christmas stuff (i got duped by those socks. man!!!)
11. eat dinner in cafe by the ruins (finally, i get to see the place. and more cholesterol overload!)
12. have a picture with the waiter that two of us find delicious (check out the picture to find out which two had the look of "this is embarassing!")
13. drink batirol (sooooooooooooo goooooooooooood! it's amazing we are still alive by this time from all the food that we DEVOURED!!! and they would still be eating bulalo in k's house today. plus, take home barbeque and sisig from the riles. yummy!!! inggit na ako at the thought.)
14. visit baguio country club (this happened before dinner, though nothing great really. wasn't even able to take pictures)
15. check out The Manor, the new, chic hotel in Camp John Hay (photo ops moment for every room that we stayed in! of course, the christmas tree by the fire place which had poisenttias instead of fire)
16. took a picture of B's dream house (which she shall have in ten years, i bet)
17. a short stop at the Clubhouse to have our picture taken by their christmas tree
18. finally, highlight of the day... boating in burnham. thanks to those strong, muscular (cough! cough!) biceps of mr. E, he rowed us to the center of the lake. to my amazement, R was able to make the selecta man take our picture. of course, we were singing the titanic theme and under the sea as we go along. for inspiration.

that was about it (which is a lot for 24 hours!). we bought my ticket because i had to go down before everybody else. so we napped a little, then E took me to the bus station.

man, i was catatonic in the bus. but i had a really great time.
E and B, thanks for the invite. :) :) :)
can't wait for the next trip. this time i will have change of clothes ready. hehehe!

am hungry.
am sleepy.
am tired.
pero am okay.

nothing to say.
for once.
but i seem to be breaking that idea...

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my good friend wasn't able to show up for class. harharhar!
you, girl, i should bonk on the head and not the other way around. you cute, gurl. harharhar!

wow! this is the first time i got here first in the office.

cool. :) i get to use the net all i want.

*sigh!*

was supposed to stop writing. but well, i just had to go on writing. there is still so much on my mind. yet i cannot seem to find the right words to use. or maybe i just don't know what is on my mind yet.

there is just this fullness inside... not necessarily a content fullness but rather a building up of emotional unkowns waiting for that right moment to be released and to be recognized.

yes, there is so much of life and love going around. and though i feel happiness recognizing that, there is this part of me that wonders whether i am truly part of it all. there are moments that even if i am with people, everything else turns to 2D or fades into the background, with only me and my thoughts real. i don't know if that's good at all.

*sigh!*

but i still seek to love with abandon. not just one person but every possible person i can.

was at 70s tonight with two other people. one tried to remember i was there. and the other one was too pre-occupied staring and whispering and doing other things i dare not describe. hahaha! (for those with with wild imaginations, nothing kinky, mind you!)

anyways... this is about me not about them. :)

when we were about to go, the waiter approached me. i thought we forgot to pay. he was just going to give me something. a tissue paper with a note. can i get ur # (cell). txt na lang kta kung asan ako! (number) - j----- .

oooh... this is the first time that happened to me. i feel so adult (har!) and so pretty (double har!).
tried it out and exchanged texts. gave a different name though. siyempre naman. :)
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noel sang kanlungan. one of my songs during my volunteer year.
so, i choose that to be my song for this year. because i am still moved by it everytime.
and it has been a year of good-byes for me. though not in a bad sense.
at the same time, a year of moving on.
hey, solace... yun na ang song ko. it's by buklod. :)

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yes, i have to say, life is beautiful. there's so much of it going around.

we have been listening to indigo girls and classic college OPMs since this lunch time. can't help but have my thought drift to things i miss. though i do not necessarily seek to have them now.

i miss:

1. staying late in school just hanging out with whoever or even just walking around alone
2. running in the rain without worrying that i would get a cold because there's no aircon in the classroom
3. three nights a week sleepovers
4. stalking my crushes
5. saying "hi" to someone every five minutes
6. a friend
7. my seminary boys
8. mindoro
9. going to beach anytime you like, especially when the sun is about to go down
10. quint
11. my high school students who are all in college now
12. talking with fr. mimo about my life
13. my mom
14. conversations with james
15. seriously writing
16. ranma 1/2
17. stolen kisses
18. the LHC tree
19. logbooks
20. performing

there are so much more things i miss, except can't seem to remember them right now.

finally, i get to find the lyrics of Nightswimming by REM. am so bad at listening to lyrics.

thanks to tatit, she was able to search the net for it. just made the song more beautiful for me. though i haven't fully absorbed what it means, i am very moved by it.

Nightswimming (R.E.M.)

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught, of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away, replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming. Remembering that night.
September's coming soon. I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two side by side in orbit
around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you. You, I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me.
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night,
deserves a quiet night.

yey! i got to finish the necklace last night and am wearing it today already.

my sister liked it. even wants me to make bracelets for her pamangkins in cebu. for the hefty price of ten bucks (and secretly, lots of sisterly love, i bet). fine by moi. if i do get to find the time.

happy coz I LIKE IT! yey!

hay naku! malalaman ko kaya kung paano mag-post ng picture. have to experiment some time. i think i will start with my beads.

another favorite text:

Piglet sided up to Pooh and whispered, "Pooh?"
"Yes, Piglet?" said Pooh.
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure you're here."

Yup, nothing beats holding a friend's hand and not having to say anything.

just one of those days:

1. when you feel sexy and refuse to take off your attire until you get ready to sleep
2. that you just have to walk oh so slow to get some things off your mind
3. when happy thoughts and sad thoughts dance in your head therefore giving you a headache (har!)
4. that six pieces of strings and some beads could lift your spirit
5. that you realize being alone when something is bothering you is not entirely bad
6. that there is not enough words and blog space to contain what's on your mind

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can't wait to see how my experimental beadwork will turn out.

here's one of those nice quotes i got from the comics before. i gave it to my seminarians for our communications class. one of them texted it to me yesterday.

i catch the pattern of your silence before you speak.
i do not need to hear a word,
in your silence, every tone that i want to seek is heard.
- langston hughes

this is soooo addictive.
better get out now or else i wouldn't ever stop.

by the way, i just loooove tom bombadil in the fellowship of the ring.
i'm still just a quarter way through with the book.
can't wait to finish!

it's raining right now.

how i wish i could dance in the rain.
i just heard "laughter in the rain" a while ago.
it just brings back so many good memories of yesterday.

one of my absolute favorites was when rowie and i dashed through quad to get to the canteen in a downpour. the rest of the people were cramped walking through edsa just to avoid getting wet. that felt like riding the MRT during rush hour. we got so wet, we had to hang our socks on the railings of the lib steps for all the people there to see. hahaha! don't you miss that, row? :)

i love the rain!

Secret Surprise

it was probably the sweetest gesture anyone has done for me. it was also probably the first time that i felt like a lady.

i was going to sleep in the seminary that saturday night. milan, this first year seminarian who had a crush on me, volunteered to do the job. that act alone was sweet enough but he seemed to have more surprises hidden under his sleeve.

when he was finally able to fix my room, it was a wonder to behold compared to the past times that i slept there. the sheets were crisp and new. the prints were not the usual flower or striped ones but an abstract, ethnic design (much to my delight!). and instead of a single pillow, there were three. the towel was not the usual plain or floral ones that i often use, but a unicorn. the blue and red lights were on instead of the florescent ones. it was beautiful.

but i wasn't able to linger because i was going to go with one of the carolling groups. just barely putting down my stuff, i took a bath, dressed up and ran to the garage.

when we finally got back, i was ready to go to bed. finally, i got to lift the pillow. lo and behold! a rose. with a note attached to it saying, "secret lang po ito."
couldn't help but smile and feel pretty. i wanted to pinch him in the cheeks and tell him, "you so cute!!!" like a teacher who has just been given a valentine by her grade three student.

i'm sure i smiled to sleep. i couldn't help but thank God for roses and boys in-love that cheer your day up.

:) :) :)

okay... had to try out internet cards. seem to work.

interesting pala siya.
the wonder of prepaid things...

okay... will be adding posts from the other one. kasi nga it won't work.

[12/10/2001 3:31:48 AM | ]
i miss my boys.

just came from the seminary yesterday. and i miss my little brothers already.

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i remember when i was still in high school (and i think i wrote this down on the lhc logbook), i wanted to have my own school for boys. not a real school though. just something like a camp-type of place.

after going through my jvp years, i knew i would never have enough money to put up that school. but then, after spending a day and a night with my boys, i realized, "hey, i have my school for boys!"

god does find ways to make your dreams come true. maybe not the way you would have thought it would be, but it is there.

hay... another reason to feel good about life.

damn! the first one won't work. the web page just won't show.

have to try this one if it will work.