I Have Game. Do You?

I'm off to Boradise. Will start being stressed when I come back Thursday. Ciao.

The plane ride from Manila to Tagbilaran took 45 minutes. For us, it was more like 10 minutes. Haha. Puro asaran ang naganap sa eroplano. If only the stewardess knew we were talking about them. During the low tide, Bryan and Philip searched for some sea urchins, while Kayla, Ces and I went off and searched for more starfish, crabs, and eels. It was inevitable that we join the search for sea urchins so we grabbed a lot. Suffice to say, our search was not in vain. All viands were gone after dinnertime. Haha. The moonrise. It was breathtaking. You know that time na parang hapon na magga-gabi na? It was dark but bright as well... alam mo yun? Ganun yung hitsura. It's hard to explain and I know I'm blustering for the correct words but it was simply beautiful. We played around with the digicam settings so we could get some pretty cool pics. Laugh trip. We tried to wake up at 530am each day to catch the sunrise in spite of the hang-over. And I'm sure glad we did. ***All pictures w...

Taken at 8:13pm. 04/15/06. Panglao, Bohol. Yep, I'm just dropping by and then flying away for now. Have too much to do. Will post something coherent tomorrow, er, maybe Saturday... er... Anyway, our Bohol get-away was amazing. I was again reminded of how truly beautiful our country is. I sincerely hope it stays that way.

Will be back to harassing people Wednesday night. Hehe. Ciao.

As I was checking my e-mail this hot Thursday afternoon, an unknown e-mail address sent me a short message: ***** Do you have to broadcast your feelings on the net? Why not settle the score with the person who you feel so strongly about? You have game right? Prove it. ***** Oh. My. Dear. Goodness. Not another freaking know-it-all shithole who thinks he/she's better than everybody else. Why-oh-why do I always get reactions from insufferable creatures?! *heavy sigh* I have no idea who you are. I have no idea what I could have done to illicit some bad vibes from you. But I will answer you because I feel compelled to educate your not-so-brilliant mind, if you have one that is, which I think you don't. But I digress. Point 1. I have every right to broadcast my feelings on the net. It's a free world, ain't it? Really, you don't have to read my entries. Hell, don't read it at all and save me from your ka-chakahan . Puh-leez. Point 2. Why not settle the scor...

When will loving ever not hurt? Stupid question, I know, because it always will... at one point. Cheesy as it is, heartache can sometimes destroy a part of you, something that you've nurtured and protected - not necessarily your heart - it could be your ego, your pride, a belief, your confidence, worse of all - your spirit . But after the misadventure you'll be surprised at your own resiliency. You appraise your condition, and find out you may be bruised but never broken. Thank God, no permanent damage anywhere. Evidently, I'm better now, smiling and making the hirits I'm known for inside my 'circle.' The first week, friends were eyeing me cautiously, making comments and then seeing if remarks and jokes would irritate me or spin me into a frenzy. Which, of course, did not. And it worried them to no end. One Saturday night in Sake Lab dear friend Luigi, seeing me stone-faced and quiet, hugged me to him, and kissed me on my brow. "Anything you need, Rose, an...

Yes, it's a Saturday night (well, officially it is Sunday) and, I am at home . My brother actually asked me if I wasn't going out... and he asked me this as if I was sick. Hehe. It's one of those Saturday nights which I'd like to spend inside the confines of my room, reading a good book. I had to satiate my need for some quiet time. While looking for a good book find in last year's Powerbooks Warehouse Sale, I chanced upon Eragon, Book One by Christopher Paolini . Oh, I've seen it before on one of my travails to NBS but my heart wasn't really set on purchasing it. I loved the cover though, and the dragon, well, all things mythological and legend hold a special place in my heart. But on those travails, I had other books I wanted to buy and read. So the Shopaholic series and The Life of Pi by Yann Martel had me pre-occupied. So on that sweltering afternoon in the Powerbooks sale, when I stumbled upon Eragon and saw the blue dragon giving me a piercing look, I...