Special Days

Cebu-Bantayan Trip

Just like a prodigal child, I am logging in again for a quick write up. Geez, I missed this!

Let me share my trip last July in the island of Cebu, Philippines (Yes, I know. Late post again lol). It was my fist time to visit the place, both Cebu city and Bantayan island, and the experience was relaxing-ly awesome.

From Mactan, we head straight to North Bus Terminal to take the bus for Hagnaya port – One can either take the Bantayan bus, or Sta. Fe. Most of the resorts in the island is located in the town of Sta. Fe. So if you don’t have plans to go to the town of Bantayan yet, taking the Sta. Fe bus should be okay already. The town of Bantayan in Bantayan island is roughly an hour away from Sta. Fe.

The stay in Bantayan island is very relaxing. We stayed in Anika Beach Resort and enjoyed their rooms which is made out of container vans. The resort’s beach area is nice and their staff are very courteous and accommodating. Plus, their rates are also very competitive compared to other beach front resorts. Just make sure you book directly to them to get the lower rate. I highly recommend their place.

During our stay in Bantayan island, we decided to visit the other towns – Bantayan and Madridejos. Going to the town of Madridejos is a challenge. At the time we visited the place, the roads are under construction making the travel time a little longer (I guess), and making the trip powdery (lols). Upon arriving in Madridejos, we went to the Fort of Kota Ruins, which is basically an Intramuros looking gate (yes singular- only one gate), and sort of poorly maintained; and to their boardwalk which I kinda enjoyed, except for the damaged portions of the walkway (stressed me from walking further to the end). Basically, our travel time going to Madridejos is longer than the time we spent there haha. But yes, it’s the experience that counts! Now, if anyone’s still planning to go there, here’s how: Coming from Sta. Fe, one should take a jeep (or trike-jeep as we called it) to Bantayan town. From there, ride another jeep (true jeepney lol) to the town of Madridejos. Total travel time from Sta. Fe to Madridejos is roughly two hours. Please also note that the inter-town transportation in Bantayan island is usually only until 6PM.

We also took time to go around the town of Bantayan, where we visited the church of Sts. Peter and Paul, and a few old buildings around the plaza. The existing structures around the area are said to be made of stones and corals, and built around 1800s.

Back to the beach-bumming activity, we also went to a separate island called Virgin beach. The island is said to be privately owned, hence a fee is needed to be settled before enjoying the island. We enjoyed the water in this island, as it is very clear and free from jelly fish (we spotted a few of them in our resort’s beach, though their number is tolerable and you’ll just feel the itch). We enjoyed the water so much we got burned lol.

There, that’s how we enjoyed our Bantayan island trip. Cebu is more like a city and I think what made our trip even better is the delicious food. When in Cebu, don’t forget their famous daing, chicharon, and of course lechon. For this awesome Cebu trip, I made a short video to summarize the entire experience.

Friends Are For Keeps

Christmas has never been meaningful to me until this year. It’s not about the gifts, the parties, not even the food which made this time of the year remarkable (though all of these are certainly wonderful). What made this year’s Christmas special: My realization that friends are truly one of the most wonderful thing one could ever have in this world.


I am a self-proclaimed Christmas Grinch since, well, I don’t remember when. This is one of the annual celebrations I faithfully wish to skip if possible. Why? Because it’s vomitingly overrated.

I know that Christmas is one of the most important celebrations of the religion I believe in. Maybe some are already getting their gigantic forks ready to spear me and burn me to hell with my remark “Christmas is vomitingly overrated.” But why is it overrated for me? Because most people treat it as feast and feast alone – No meanings (aside of course that Jesus was born), just feast. Ask some people why they like Christmas, first thing one could say would be because of food overload. Next might probably be the Christmas bonus. Next might be the gifts, and so on for the material and uber shallow stuff. But how many people would answer something about togetherness, or as simple as because it’s one of those perfect moments to realize something in life? And there it is, I became a Christmas Grinch, and that’s sad and annoying.

This Christmas, although I am not so liking it, I had one of the greatest realizations ever. I know it sounds corny and over-acting. But really, I am very thankful to realize how important friends are and how fortunate I am to have such friends. All of them. Interesting thing about this whole realization: I realized it during a party. in a bar. Nice.

This year, I realized how friends will stand by you whatever it is you are into. Friends will be there for you through thick and thin (may that be figuratively, literally, or physical-wise. haha). Friends will stay by your side even you think you are the most useless person on earth. Friends will try their best to keep you sane during your near-death-oh-so-depressing thoughts. Friends will look for you whenever you are missing (like “missing” – literally). Friends will gladly listen and give you the most honest advise you could get on your no-solution problem, even if you have told the same no-solution problem over and over. And the best part of it all, friends won’t give you something big to expect and later on have something to be disappointed at. God knows how many more reasons why its’s best to love your friends, and I am very glad I have found some of those reasons this year. That is the best gift I received this Christmas (even if I am Grinch-ing it, thank God).

To all my friends, I love you. Like really. I’ll forever be thankful to have you guys. You are all the best bunch of people a person could ever have. Thank you for the fun year – party nights, random coffee nights (and dawns), cheap and pricey dinner (or breakfast), and all the priceless memories. Okay this might sound so cheesy already, but I love you all (I hope I made myself clear enough on how I love all of you) and thank you from the bottom of my heart (surprise, I have a heart! Chosz). Seriously. xoxo

Finally, Enchanted Kingdom!

It may be a late post, but I won’t let this experience miss my blog. Ladies and gentlemen, congratulate me for my first ever Enchanted Kingdom experience. Finally, I’m not that loser anymore. Ha!

Enchanted Kingdom theme park opened its gates to the public in 1995 (I got that from their website), and here I am experiencing the fun  almost two decades later. Yea, I know, where in the world I am. We arrived at the park close to noon time and the lines were very long. The sun is really up, making that day very humid. Throughout the day we felt like a factory of glue, but nothing stopped us – we enjoyed every activity in the park.  I must say, this is one of the best weekend I’ve ever had. I love my friends. Here are some snaps. Enjoy!

Eldar welcomes Enchanted Kingdom guests


Lines. Lots of it.


After waiting for tickets. Finally inside EK.


Happy kid


Famous EK avenue


Fifth avenue books


A wild ride, baby. Space Shuttle


Colorful prizes for mini-games


What to do during a long wait in line? Take pictures.


Jungle Log Jam


Wheel of Fate


Rio Grande Rapids face.


More rides! Nah, I just don’t know the name of this thing. lol


Grand carousel


Hey there, horsey!


Buhbye EK. See you next time!


My EK buddies. Yey!

Dear Friend, This Is About Me & Charlie

This week I watched The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I’ve been waiting for this movie since its trailer come out. I did not get excited mainly about the stars (which others did). What I was after is the story, and how the movie gives justice to the book. I am a big fan of the book for a lot of reasons. Maybe one big reason is I, somehow, relate to Charlie’s thoughts.

Conformist. Maybe I am like that most of the time. I am boring, non-sense, the one you wouldn’t really care to lose from your set of friends. Usually I am just there, observing. A wallflower just like Charlie. I don’t really air out my thoughts easily. I usually keep my thoughts to myself as long as I can, or maybe until the need “to air out” arises. It’s not my way to ask help with things happening around me. Maybe because it’s not easy for me to trust. See right now, I have  lot of friends: Close friends, office friends, highscool and college friends. But if you ask me who among these people know the deepest thoughts I have, maybe I can’t name even a single one.

I once found someone whom I trust. But just like Charlie’s friends, they need to go to do things for themselves. I really want this person to stay but changes need to happen. I always thought we were on the same page at a certain phase, but I was wrong. I am just there, good as a spare tire maybe. Like I said, I am a kind of person you wouldn’t care to lose from the list of important people in your life. These things, I don’t really know why I’m saying it here. Maybe because I just need to air it out. Too bad I don’t have a “person whom I could really trust.” I need to tell these maybe because it’s too much for me already, and here it is, the need “to air out” arise.

You may find this thing bullshit you know. I mean, you may say “Why is this person telling about trust, but anyways air out her thoughts on a blog?” Yeah, I know. But you know the feeling of being “real” in a crowd you barely know and you don’t have emotional attachment with? The feeling that it’s easier to tell things you kept for a while to yourself to these people, than tell things to those people you knew well and give them trust that they can, someday, break and hurt you. And when I say hurt, you just want to kill yourself because you are having too much  of it. Again, just like Charlie.

Typing this whole crap without crying is difficult you know. But I’m trying. And off we go.

I’m living my life one day at a time. That means, I may have plans for the future but maybe good for the next 3 months. Let me share to you one thing. One day, as I was walking in a mall, an insurance agent approached me. So a few questions went on and we sat down for few get to know stuff (which bored and pissed me a lot. I am so pissed, I was really rude answering her questions. Anyways…) One the things the agent asked me to do is to put 5 things I need to have or I hope to accomplish in 5 to 10 years (I somehow like that my memory sucks, but I think the activity is something like that). She gave me five minutes, then went on to ten or more because out of  5 things, I was only able to put 2. That is to have a car or a house, and to be fucking rich. She asked me why I only have 2, and started to fish out answers from me. I don’t know if it’s her or the topic which got to my nerves, but I just apologized for not being interested, and I walk off. That is the most non-sense one hour of my life. Why do people always tell me to have plans for my future? Can’t they just accept the fact that I don’t have plans? I have few reasons which may sound alibis to some, but this reasons really matters to me. Let’s see…  Maybe I can say some.

One. Ever since I have proven that I don’t matter to most people, I started to living my life one day at a time. Less expectations, less chance of hurting myself. Plain and simple.

Two. I don’t really dream of living a long life. It’s hard to go on with life without someone whom you could really trust and be happy with, you know. Once an old man told me that smoking takes away something minutes of your life, blahblahblah… something sticks a day. He told that to me while I was smoking. I was just, “C’mon man I really want to spit on your face! Seriously? Telling that to me like my dad? Hello! What would you do if I smoke pot in your face?” People like this, they need to have a sense of privacy, and sensitivity. It should be: I don’t know you old man, you don’t know me either. Let’s not make our day bad, because I already got an overdose of bad days. Just give this fucking smoking time to me.

Three. I got so much of life’s shit. I got tired of planning. Seriously, this is my lowest point. EVER. This is record breaking. As the book The Great Gatsby says: “The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” Some say this thought is impossible because they claim that you can do things not to let that happen. Let me tell you this: What if your world means a person you really love? Planned your future with this person, spent years together like perfect lifetime partners. There are flaws, but minimal. You loved each other. But one day, this person you love changed, and left you because you’re okay to lose. Now your problem is getting this person back. How would you fucking do that if the person doesn’t want you in his/her life? Worst, you wake up that you are now fucking replaced! And you can’t go for other people to find a lost love because even if you’re trying to, you always go back to that same person, even if you fucking hate it to happen. You just watch your life fall apart right? Because you can’t always have control over your life. See how this life’s so fun?

I can go on with my reasons but this topic makes me vomit. Now back to Charlie. I hope the last scene on the movie happens to me. To feel infinite with the person I could really trust and after so much fun, won’t have the guts to just leave me there. Helpless for the Nth time. I know how dramatic it is to say “I’m always the one being left alone.” But you know, you’ll never  understand how it really feels until you find yourself in there.

MNL 143

A month back, I was lucky to be able to watch a promising film on a rainy evening. I didn’t mind about the distance I traveled from my place going to Bonifacio High Street in Taguig (which is about over an hour to reach from our place), because I really enjoyed watching the film. MNL 143 made a small and meaningful place in my heart.

Spontaneity – that’s what I loved most about the film. Every character in the movie managed to contribute to the rawness and balance of the film. Sad, serious, funny, real – such a great set of characters who, throughout the course of the movie, successfully established Ramil’s character and his issue. Everything is real, especially the characters’ issues. It’s just genius.

Did I, in some ways, able to relate to the movie? No and yes. No, because I am not a driver by profession, and yes because of everything else seems a little similar to what I feel.

Just like Ramil, I worked on my career day and night to get through the day or to a supposed to be “future with someone”. Then everything gets mixed up, the feeling of losing someone you truly valued in your life was also there. At the middle of the day, you just stop and stare, cry for some random memories you want to get off from your mind because hope is a virtue that’s not really on your side at the moment. And a lot more, maybe, soon.

I’ve watched a number of films the past 2 months up to this point. Films that could make me think, or at times could make me sad, or could help me face reality. The life of living alone, that’s what I’m preparing for. If there’s something I learned from this part of my life, it’s that nothing is permanent. Future can be as blurry as your expectations, and trust is something you don’t want to give fully to someone no matter how good they are to you. Because at the end, you could really die without having to save some for yourself.

Born This Way Ball (Manila, Philippines)

The house of Lady Gaga’s Born Ths Way Ball Tour

For a few hours last night, I felt like a high schooler screaming my lungs out, jumping like there’s no tomorrow, and fist pumping like hell.

That’s how I love Lady Gaga. Yes, Lady Gaga.

I may not look like much of her fan, but man you don’t know how a deal breaker she is for me. I love her songs, how she speaks her mind out, how she loves her fans, and yeah maybe her fashion too (like how she deviates the norms, stuff like that).

Purchased the first day of ticket sale. Spell “FAN”

Daddy & Nebraska & Jesus Christ & Hello Kitty

I went to last night show with my sister and Hello Kitty. Only just to have a Gaga inspired fashion. Thanks to my sister by the way, for the Gaga shirt.

Last night’s show was really awesome. She’s really a great performer. I love all the songs she sang, and how she performed it. Gaga’s belting on her songs was crazy! Whether she’s crawling, lying, sitting, standing – whatever position she’s doing, her voice is superb.

The stage was unbelievable too. At first I thought it was small, but when Lady Gaga came out and started doing her thing, I guess the stage size was just perfect for the show. The castle on the stage, the costumes, the dancers were all going well together. Everything’s cool.

I always love how Gaga appreciates and thanks her fans (aka her Little Monsters). Maybe that’s why may favorite part of the show was when she rode her motorcycle, played her piano, and sang Hair. I almost cried the same time she started crying and explaining how she was affected with all the protests, how she admitted that she is sometimes irresponsible on her actions, and how she just want everyone to come together, stop bullying, and do good to each other, and be free. I know she also cried in Tokyo ball, but man I just felt her emotions. Oh, how I love her (that’s not quite obvious from the start of this blog entry, right? Lol). By the way, Gaga singing Judas = Bad ass moment.


Gaga Merch at the BTW Ball tour

Anyway, generally the show was awesome. I hope the second show tonight will be as  crazy as last night or even crazier! Last night was one of the best days ever in my life. Gee, I’m such a fan. I know.

More love to everyone. Paws up, Little Monsters!