I was so engrossed with CNN’s Republican Debate yesterday when I missed the start of a national “situation” happening right before my backyard. I felt anger and frustrations as I saw Trillanes marching through the streets of Makati. I asked myself, “What now this time?”
This country had seen so much of these “recurrent situations” since the beginning of the millenium that a penniless citizen like me gets the hardest blow each time the opposition suddenly decides to oust a sitting president or a military adveturist like Trillanes loses his patience. It was good that the investors never took seriously the recent adventures of Trillanes and the peso even emerged stronger when the trading closed yesterday.
MESSIANIC COMPLEX + SPOILED BRAT = TRILLANES
He was like a spoiled brat who cries and whimpers each time his demands are not met. His utter disregard to respect the rule of law betrays the 11 million voters that gave him a mandate to occupy a public office. Whatever happened to the man who months ago took an oath to uphold the rule of law and protect and defend the Constitution? Does the oath gave him the power or right to barged into someone’s hotel and act as if he owned it each time he lost grip of his patience? How can a soldier like him be overwhelmed by his emotions and endanger the national economy? How can a man of uniform like him whose sworn duty is to protect the national security threaten it?
Trillanes may have a legitimate grievance towards the present administration but his messianic complex is unconsciously making him the very person he hated. His paranoia to save this country from poverty, injustice, corruption and God-knows-what has constantly dragged this country’s economy downwards because of the inappropriate means he employed. Senator, not all problems can be solved by using some muscles or brandishing some firearms. Don’t you get it? We want some reforms but your proposal is just not acceptable.
When Trillanes took his oath, I told my friend I am giving Trillanes 6 years to prove me wrong for not voting for him. So far, this Trillanes is proving me right.
I hope the next time Trillanes venture into adventures he will not drag this country down with him. Oh, spare us.
Nov 30, 2007
Nov 23, 2007
A Christmas Cheer!
It’s a month and a day away from Christmas! After the Halloween, it’s now the Thanksgiving, and before you know it, you’ll be stuffing stockings of different sizes. Let CouponChief take care of your Christmas lists!
While my own list is not very long, using CouponChief is the answer to my unwillingness to go out and shop. My bestfriend Leah could use best deal magazine coupons where she could subscribe to a magazine of her choice all throughout the year. Best deal magazine offers a wide variety of magazine choices, I’m sure she will have a hard time choosing what to subscribe with. And my Kuya could use an old navy coupon for a pair of old navy jeans.
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Gluttons And Politics
Nothing significant happened today, that is, so far. Except for an email sent to me through our YahooGroup by a classmate way back from elementary. In her email she asked,
I laughed while reading her letter. While I qualify to run for public office, having met the requirements of age and registration (the only requirements, would you believe?), I lack the talent to kiss somebody's ass. Politics, Filipino-style,is about kissing asses. One endangers himself by becoming an "outcast" if he insist on doing the right thing. Its either you are for them or you are against them. Remember, no man is an island. If you don't kiss somebody's ass then you kiss your own ass if you ever want to occupy a public office.
In a country where most of the political leaders lack the moral ascendancy to govern (I'm not meaning GMA - I am her avid supporter), I told her, I'll never dip my fingers in politics. I will leave the gluttons to their sorry selves.
"Did you run? Do you have plans of running for office? I think you should, I know you'll do a good job...or you can't just stomach politics' dirty ways.."
I laughed while reading her letter. While I qualify to run for public office, having met the requirements of age and registration (the only requirements, would you believe?), I lack the talent to kiss somebody's ass. Politics, Filipino-style,is about kissing asses. One endangers himself by becoming an "outcast" if he insist on doing the right thing. Its either you are for them or you are against them. Remember, no man is an island. If you don't kiss somebody's ass then you kiss your own ass if you ever want to occupy a public office.
In a country where most of the political leaders lack the moral ascendancy to govern (I'm not meaning GMA - I am her avid supporter), I told her, I'll never dip my fingers in politics. I will leave the gluttons to their sorry selves.
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Non Je Ne Regrette Rien
Yesterday I was listening to Yahoo Music when Le Vie En Rose was played. I am familiar with the song since it was played in our house when I was a kid on a weekend basis. I think it was one of my father’s favorite instrumental song. Yesterday, it was played with a lyrics on it. I already knew it was sung my Edith Piaf because I have seen the movie La Mome last September during the European Film Festival in Cebu City.
La Mome is a movie about the tragic life of one of France’s most beloved singer, Edith Piaf. She lived a very extraordinary life, loved intensely, stood up after each fall and faced life drawing strength from each of her songs. Her song Non Je Ne Regrette Rien (No, I Regret Nothing) was played at the end part of the movie, and believe me, everyone in the movie house was crying.
Although she lived a questionable lifestyle, her devotion to St. Therese of Lisieux, who cured her of her blindness when she was a child, was very strong. She was an irony herself. I bet, when she learned that the Archbishop of Paris refused to give her a funeral mass, she would still sing Non Je Ne Regrette Rien.
La Mome is a movie about the tragic life of one of France’s most beloved singer, Edith Piaf. She lived a very extraordinary life, loved intensely, stood up after each fall and faced life drawing strength from each of her songs. Her song Non Je Ne Regrette Rien (No, I Regret Nothing) was played at the end part of the movie, and believe me, everyone in the movie house was crying.
Although she lived a questionable lifestyle, her devotion to St. Therese of Lisieux, who cured her of her blindness when she was a child, was very strong. She was an irony herself. I bet, when she learned that the Archbishop of Paris refused to give her a funeral mass, she would still sing Non Je Ne Regrette Rien.
Travel In Luxury
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After each travel a wise person would always feel an inch or two taller with experience. Lessons learned somewhere along the way has a lasting effect than the beautiful panoramic views each place has to offer. More than the pictures taken or the foods eaten, it’s the story behind the faces I met that interests me. It is the struggle of the hands I shook with that leaves a print of wonder and respect on my mind. Each travel is a new opportunity not only to discover the world but to discover one’s self. Indeed, the only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
If there is one advise I can give to a friend, I’d say, travel in every little opportunity that you can. The luxury of experience each travel can offer is as memorable as the first kiss or the first date that no amount of money can afford it. You are a better person as soon as it’s done. Tara na! Sakay na
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Nov 22, 2007
Law Of Inertia
Every time I am in between two opposing forces of equal strength I always find justification of my action or lack thereof in Isaac Newton’s Law of Inertia. When I can go neither right nor left, I lay still – static.Recently, a friend asked me to tell her husband that she wanted to end their marriage anytime soon. Whoa! It was such a difficult task! I was not able to deliver the bad news when I met the emotional husband unwilling to let go of his marriage. His own lamentations were enough to keep me from uttering a single word. When he asked me to deliver a message to his wife that he doesn’t mind if there is another man as long as their kids will be treated well by the new guy, I decided to keep my mouth shut. Not a single word reached the other side. I left them as they are.
They are the two opposing forces of equal strength I am talking about. In a situation like this, where should a good friend stand? In the middle? But I don't want to blow into pieces when love and hate collide! I don't want to take sides either. I don’t really have a choice, do I?
I thank Sir Isaac Newton for discovering the Law of Inertia. I hope no crazy congress will ever introduce an amendment to it.
Nov 14, 2007
I, Me and Myself
| What Yami Means |
 Y is for Young A is for Artistic M is for Misunderstood I is for Insane |
| You May Be a Bit Antisocial... |
 Antisocial? That may be a bit of an understatement. You think rules are meant to be broken - and with gusto! Having no fear, you don't even think about consequences. But people love you anyway... you've got a boatload of charm. |
| In a Past Life... |
 You Were: An Insane Sailor. Where You Lived: Burma. How You Died: Consumption. |
| Your Travel Personality Is: The Adventurer |
 For you, travel is how you learn about the world. And you like to learn the stuff that's not in guidebooks. You truly have wanderlust. When you're not traveling, you're dreaming about where you'll go next. And your travels are truly legendary - they leave you with stories you'll be telling for the rest of your life! |
| Your Personality is Very Rare (INTJ) |
 Your personality type is logical, uncompromising, independent, and nonconformist. Only about 3% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 4% of all men. You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging. |
| You Are a Plain Ole Cup of Joe |
 But don't think plain - instead think, uncomplicated You're a low maintenance kind of girl... who can hang with the guys Down to earth, easy going, and fun! Yup, that's you: the friend everyone invites. And you're dependable too. Both for a laugh and a sympathetic ear. |
| Your Life is Rated PG-13 |
 Your life isn't totally scandalous, but you definitely don't shy away from adult themes! |
| You Go For Brains! |
 You want a guy with a big... brain. And of course it would be nice if he were a total hottie, but you're not counting on it. What's on the inside is what counts for you. (Besides, you can always change the outside later!) |
| You Should Be a Joke Writer |
 You're totally hilarious, and you can find the humor in any situation. Whether you're spouting off zingers, comebacks, or jokes about life... You usually can keep a crowd laughing, and you have plenty of material. You have the makings of a great comedian - or comedic writer. |
| What Your Handwriting Says About You |
 You are a fairly energetic person. You know how to pace yourself, and you deal well with stress. You are somewhat outgoing, but you're not a natural extrovert. You think first before you act. You tend to be independent, rational, and logical. You are balanced and grounded. You know how to get along well with others. You need a bit of space in your life, but you're not a recluse. You expect people to give you a small amount of privacy, and you respect their privacy as well. You are somewhat traditional, but you are also open to change. You listen to your head and your heart. You are a decent communicator. You eventually get your point across, but sometimes you leave things a bit ambiguous. |
My Life As A Blogger So Far
Days ago I received a comment from one of my entries that says:
My initial reaction was, of course, ecstatic. Such chance of appearing in one of my most admired author's blogs was more than I could hope for. I never sent an email to Valentina thinking that my silence maybe and can be interpreted as a "yes". Anyway, I will always remain a visitor on Paulo's blog.
Today, as I click Paulo Coelho’s blog, imagine my shock when I saw 5 Top Personal Destinations by The Bohemian Backpacker in Paulo Coelho’s blog! I thought I ceased breathing for a moment! Was I starstrucked? Oh, yeah! I think I was!
I know this isn't a big deal but I really can't help it if it means so much to me. I just want that Camino walk to start right away! Hahahahaha!!!
In all my days as a blogger, this is by far the best day of them all!
Yabadobado!
Dear Bohemian Backpacker,
Paulo Coelho got wind of your blog through aart hilal and wants to post this article on his blog. Paulo Coelho’s blog
In case you have any restrictions, do not hesitate to write me on my email : valentinawol@gmail.com
Have a wonderful day!
And here's a quote to ponder:
A warrior of the Light does not rely on strength alone; he makes use of his opponent's energy, too.
(Manual of the Warrior of Light)
Paulo Coelho
Valentina
My initial reaction was, of course, ecstatic. Such chance of appearing in one of my most admired author's blogs was more than I could hope for. I never sent an email to Valentina thinking that my silence maybe and can be interpreted as a "yes". Anyway, I will always remain a visitor on Paulo's blog.
Today, as I click Paulo Coelho’s blog, imagine my shock when I saw 5 Top Personal Destinations by The Bohemian Backpacker in Paulo Coelho’s blog! I thought I ceased breathing for a moment! Was I starstrucked? Oh, yeah! I think I was!
I know this isn't a big deal but I really can't help it if it means so much to me. I just want that Camino walk to start right away! Hahahahaha!!!
In all my days as a blogger, this is by far the best day of them all!
Yabadobado!
Living A Life
Over-sized shirt, loose jammies, crumpled hair, chaotic bed, hot-steaming coffee, barefoot, cold wind from the bay and a rising sun! I love it in the morning!
It is during these times when I never for a moment missed my fast-paced life in the city. In the city where every second counts, watching the rising sun is an annual event or an unhurried sip of coffee costs a price enough to feed a family of 5.
Anyway, it’s Ben’s birthday today. Our friendship dates back from the Jurassic Era, survived the New Millenium and hopefully would witness the next Armageddon or perhaps the Second Coming. Bwahahahaha!!!
He is one of the very few persons coming from the “male species” whom I find very intelligent and smart. He is an honest critique, very generous with appreciations and a good motivator.
When he relocated to Manila a couple of years ago, I lost the physical presence of a friend who would pick me up and bring me home intact after a prolonged drinking sessions. After he left, nobody knocks on my door in the middle of the night with a bottle of tequila and a bag full of junk foods, wearing a silly grin suggesting a heartbreak or a turbulent break up. In his absence, I miss the tequila sessions, the 5am lawn tennis single matches (hahahaha! forget it!)and the unending debates and discussions (although most of the time we were on the same side).
I never believed he was serious when he told me he would relocate. Manila was such an ugly place it's not even fit for humans to live in. I'm still hoping his madness will end and he will head back to Cebu and live a normal life again.
Ben, Cebu is waiting for your homecoming with wide open arms. You are even welcome to share my chaotic bed, although, 3 is a crowd. Hahahahaha!!! Happy Birthday, Buddy! There is nothing in the world I'd wish for you but a peaceful mind and a still heart.
It is during these times when I never for a moment missed my fast-paced life in the city. In the city where every second counts, watching the rising sun is an annual event or an unhurried sip of coffee costs a price enough to feed a family of 5.
Anyway, it’s Ben’s birthday today. Our friendship dates back from the Jurassic Era, survived the New Millenium and hopefully would witness the next Armageddon or perhaps the Second Coming. Bwahahahaha!!!He is one of the very few persons coming from the “male species” whom I find very intelligent and smart. He is an honest critique, very generous with appreciations and a good motivator.
When he relocated to Manila a couple of years ago, I lost the physical presence of a friend who would pick me up and bring me home intact after a prolonged drinking sessions. After he left, nobody knocks on my door in the middle of the night with a bottle of tequila and a bag full of junk foods, wearing a silly grin suggesting a heartbreak or a turbulent break up. In his absence, I miss the tequila sessions, the 5am lawn tennis single matches (hahahaha! forget it!)and the unending debates and discussions (although most of the time we were on the same side).
I never believed he was serious when he told me he would relocate. Manila was such an ugly place it's not even fit for humans to live in. I'm still hoping his madness will end and he will head back to Cebu and live a normal life again.
Ben, Cebu is waiting for your homecoming with wide open arms. You are even welcome to share my chaotic bed, although, 3 is a crowd. Hahahahaha!!! Happy Birthday, Buddy! There is nothing in the world I'd wish for you but a peaceful mind and a still heart.
Nov 13, 2007
November Rain
It was dawn one cold November when every waking soul in our house overheard a conversation from the street.
There was silence after they left and then the neighborhood began moving to start their day.
Early this morning, I saw the 3 of them sheltering themselves from the rain using the dirty sacks they used to wrap their goods. They were shivering and wet from head to toe and their lips were purple. I wonder if a cup of hot coffee is waiting for them at home, as hot and creamy as the one I have in my hand.
They sell "tangkong", a green-leafy vegetable nobody in this part of the world is brave enough to eat. It is sold as a hog's feed at a very cheap price. Every dawn, rain or shine, the shouting of "tangkong" is a familiar sound in our little sleepy town.
There was once when my Kuya rose from bed angrily, cursed their parents, bought all their goods and told them to go home and sleep. The shouting returned early dawn the following day.
Beat this! My town's government choir just went to Malaysia to sing. I wonder how many hundreds of thousands of pesos of taxpayer's money was spent to send them there. Though, I'm sure hot steaming coffee creamier than what I have now is waiting for them at their hotel suites.
Damn lucky bastards.
By the way, there used to be 4 tangkong vendors. One was hit by a speeding vehicle while carrying a sackful of tangkong over her head. She died instantly. Would you call her lucky?
"Kuya (big brother), we have a contribution in school. It's ten pesos."
"That's yours," said wearily by the big brother after a sound of coins being counted reverberated throughout the sleeping neighborhood.
"Let's go!," said another female voice. "The fishermen will be arriving shortly."
"There is not enough for the fish now. I need to pay what we ate last night. C'mon, let's get something for breakfast."
There was silence after they left and then the neighborhood began moving to start their day.
Early this morning, I saw the 3 of them sheltering themselves from the rain using the dirty sacks they used to wrap their goods. They were shivering and wet from head to toe and their lips were purple. I wonder if a cup of hot coffee is waiting for them at home, as hot and creamy as the one I have in my hand.
They sell "tangkong", a green-leafy vegetable nobody in this part of the world is brave enough to eat. It is sold as a hog's feed at a very cheap price. Every dawn, rain or shine, the shouting of "tangkong" is a familiar sound in our little sleepy town.
There was once when my Kuya rose from bed angrily, cursed their parents, bought all their goods and told them to go home and sleep. The shouting returned early dawn the following day.
Beat this! My town's government choir just went to Malaysia to sing. I wonder how many hundreds of thousands of pesos of taxpayer's money was spent to send them there. Though, I'm sure hot steaming coffee creamier than what I have now is waiting for them at their hotel suites.
Damn lucky bastards.
By the way, there used to be 4 tangkong vendors. One was hit by a speeding vehicle while carrying a sackful of tangkong over her head. She died instantly. Would you call her lucky?
Nov 11, 2007
Blog And Earn
Bear with me. This blogsite has just been accepted by payperpost . Clap! Clap! That means, I can earn dollars by blogging my opinions about websites, services, companies and products. Bwahahaha! No sweat!
My lonely days of browsing ebay has ended. PayPerPost pay bloggers through paypal and guess what? I can buy anything in ebay through paypal. Isn’t it great?
As early as now I already have plans on how to spend my dollars!
The first time I earned dollars through blogging, I went hysterical, I mean, ecstatic! My first pay was $5 but it was enough for me to convince all my friends to maintain a blogsite and earn by blogging. A few responded positively and their sites are under construction as of this writing. I just can’t simply wait to read their blogs!
Initially, due to boredom, my sole purpose to blog was just for fun, to entertain myself and those close to me. Days of blog-hopping gave me ideas I was so reluctant to take at first. I would have wanted to make my blogsite very personal and private (I don’t really know what I meant by the word “private” when anyone can just read my blog! Hehehe!), until my eyes started twinkling with dollar signs!
So, Romans, countrymen and lovers! Hear me for my cause! There will be days when this blogsite turns commercial and days when it will be more about us and our lives…
My lonely days of browsing ebay has ended. PayPerPost pay bloggers through paypal and guess what? I can buy anything in ebay through paypal. Isn’t it great?
As early as now I already have plans on how to spend my dollars!
1. Buy that round trip ticket to Kota Kinabalu;
2. Get a new digicam. My cannon digicam was the latest model 3 years ago;
3. Buy a videocam;
4. Buy those books I salivated for a long time now I become dehydrated each time I think about them, and
5. Buy a notebook.
The first time I earned dollars through blogging, I went hysterical, I mean, ecstatic! My first pay was $5 but it was enough for me to convince all my friends to maintain a blogsite and earn by blogging. A few responded positively and their sites are under construction as of this writing. I just can’t simply wait to read their blogs!
Initially, due to boredom, my sole purpose to blog was just for fun, to entertain myself and those close to me. Days of blog-hopping gave me ideas I was so reluctant to take at first. I would have wanted to make my blogsite very personal and private (I don’t really know what I meant by the word “private” when anyone can just read my blog! Hehehe!), until my eyes started twinkling with dollar signs!
So, Romans, countrymen and lovers! Hear me for my cause! There will be days when this blogsite turns commercial and days when it will be more about us and our lives…
Nov 10, 2007
Time Is Immortal
Less than two weeks of staying at home, I don't know if the following were enough to make up for those times I spent away from home:
Sometimes, I find it funny how a person spend so much of his money in pursuit of happiness and ended up sad and empty. Or, how one could wish to live forever and spend so much of his time wasting it. The best things in life are free. Or are they really free? Tsk tsk tsk.... There is only one thing that is free in this world, that is "choice". We are what we choose to be.
1. Spending a couple of days with my Lola;
2. Visiting the sick mothers of my two closest friends who were overseas;
3. Visiting another close friend who just lost her first born due to the incompetence of the same doctor who attended my father;
4. A serious talk with a friend whose marriage is about to crumble right before his face;
5. Listening to the complaints of a friend's husband (not the same person in No. 4) about their unhappy long distance marriage;
6. Exercising my political right to vote;
7. Attending the christening ( and playing a godmother) of a friend's son;
8. Cleaning and feeding Ara, Britney and Lindsay (they're our pigs);
9. Afternoon coffees with Mama (and some arguments in between!);
10. Watching every morning the Cedie Ang Munting Prinsipe with Lian;
11. Afternoons in baywalk, and
12. Sleeping most of the time.
Sometimes, I find it funny how a person spend so much of his money in pursuit of happiness and ended up sad and empty. Or, how one could wish to live forever and spend so much of his time wasting it. The best things in life are free. Or are they really free? Tsk tsk tsk.... There is only one thing that is free in this world, that is "choice". We are what we choose to be.
Nov 8, 2007
Laughingly Yours
I found myself in the bus terminal drenched with rain at 2am today. The 6-hour trip dried my wet clothing but the full blast aircon of the bus left me frozen and shivering in my seat. On my way back home early afternoon, the sun burned itself so madly I thought my head would burst from too much thermo pressure. Half-way through the trip, the rain poured like crazy confusing my body cells that resulted in severe headache even before I'm home.
I quickly checked my e-mails after dinner and forgot to take my Advil because of the e-mail sent to me by Rhye. I laughed so madly and so crazily my headache was gone before I'm done.
I quickly checked my e-mails after dinner and forgot to take my Advil because of the e-mail sent to me by Rhye. I laughed so madly and so crazily my headache was gone before I'm done.
GANITO KA RIN BA MAG-ENGLISH?
TO WHOEVER GETS TO UNDERSTAND THIS LETTER, CONGRATULATIONS!!!..:)
The following is a letter found at a certain bar in Manila and has been preserved in its original, unedited form. Enjoy reading and you may try direct translation in Tagalog. Please read with feelings….
October 1996
To Marjie,
I am not surprise or wander why Dennis leave you. Why? What reason you think about but your very fat body. I thought before that Dennis only use me to his toy but sooner or later I’m realize that he really can’t not beared or stomached to be with you anymore because at first, Dennis say he could not stand you’re habit of making pakialam all his walks (lakad) and always calling to their house what he go home or this or that.
And then he say he get ashame to met iether in school or his family and then asking you to exercise you’re very very, very fat body. But you have it. Thoughth your the most preetiest girls he knows about.
What do you think you are “Beautiful Girl” of Jose Marie Chan?
Even you are beautiful face (to your think) you do not have the right to called me whatsoever or else different name one time or the other for the real purposed to insults my personality because I’m never call you names iether in the front of Dennis or in the backs of Dennis, but if you start already to calling me different name, I don’t have any choice but to call you other different name to. Like you are a PIG, FAT, OBESSED, OVERWIGHT, AND UGLY SHAPE girl. Shame to you’re body that is to a BUDING.
You can’t not blame Dennis for exchanging you to me because I am the more sexier than you when you look to us in the mirror.
I’m repeat again that you are like Ike Lozada when she is a girl.
Love,
The Sexiest Girl of D.M.
P.S. You say that I’m the bad breathe but who is Dennis want to kissed. Me or you? You or me? And the final is me. There you go.
Nov 5, 2007
5 Top Personal Destinations
I awoke to the pounding rain insisting entrance into my room. The November chill is nothing new in this part of the world. I was disoriented for a moment thinking I was somewhere else when my eyes rested on my backpack lying on the floor beckoning me to pick it up. I am leaving home again…
I turned and covered myself with sheets and watched my jalousies guarding my privacy against the intimidating conspiracy of the rain and wind. ‘Tis not a good time to leave…
The mind does wander when the body is in bed and fully awake. While the rain and the wind battled against my glass windows, my mind was all over the world that when it came back to my room it made a decision that didn’t gave me a chance to disagree. I have to be in the following places in the next five years or less:
Kota Kinabalu
As early as my last birthday, I already decided I will celebrate my next birthday in Kota Kinabalu. This place was often mentioned by my mountaineer-friends as the next destination after Mt. Apo of Davao. Not so much about the climb in Mt. Kinabalu, I am also interested at their famous dive sites. After spending time underwater in Mactan Channel, Malaspascua, Moalboal, Bantayan and Apo Island in Dumaguete, I just cannot take my mind off Kota Kinabalo.
Camino de Santiago de Compostela
We were traveling along Maharlika Highway [the highway that connects Luzon, Visayas and Mindanao] sometime last August when Camino de Santiago de Compostela was mentioned. Years of being a Paulo Coehlo reader, both me and my travelmate often discuss about his books and what made him write those books. On the bus, we agreed that we will do the Camino walk (like Paulo Coehlo) and be great writers afterwards. Like Paulo.
Angkor Wat and The Ruins of Petra
Well, I have this thing about history and antiquity.
St. Peter’s Square, Rome and Lourdes, France
I need to be there. The reason is purely personal.
Machu Picchu
Che went to Machu Picchu and met the Incas. That is reason enough for me to go there, too.
I turned and covered myself with sheets and watched my jalousies guarding my privacy against the intimidating conspiracy of the rain and wind. ‘Tis not a good time to leave…
The mind does wander when the body is in bed and fully awake. While the rain and the wind battled against my glass windows, my mind was all over the world that when it came back to my room it made a decision that didn’t gave me a chance to disagree. I have to be in the following places in the next five years or less:
Kota Kinabalu
As early as my last birthday, I already decided I will celebrate my next birthday in Kota Kinabalu. This place was often mentioned by my mountaineer-friends as the next destination after Mt. Apo of Davao. Not so much about the climb in Mt. Kinabalu, I am also interested at their famous dive sites. After spending time underwater in Mactan Channel, Malaspascua, Moalboal, Bantayan and Apo Island in Dumaguete, I just cannot take my mind off Kota Kinabalo.
Camino de Santiago de Compostela
We were traveling along Maharlika Highway [the highway that connects Luzon, Visayas and Mindanao] sometime last August when Camino de Santiago de Compostela was mentioned. Years of being a Paulo Coehlo reader, both me and my travelmate often discuss about his books and what made him write those books. On the bus, we agreed that we will do the Camino walk (like Paulo Coehlo) and be great writers afterwards. Like Paulo.
Angkor Wat and The Ruins of Petra
Well, I have this thing about history and antiquity.
St. Peter’s Square, Rome and Lourdes, France
I need to be there. The reason is purely personal.
Machu Picchu
Che went to Machu Picchu and met the Incas. That is reason enough for me to go there, too.
Nov 2, 2007
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For a decade, I avoided seeing him during All Soul's Days. Oh, even on ordinary days. Not that I was guilty of something. I was more afraid to face a man whose grief is beyond measure, whose pain is more than human imagination.
Occassionally, I'd send him gifts to let him know I still think of him. Sometimes, when I brought nothing, I'd send him words to let him know I am home from Cebu. He would send me fruits or vegetables as soon as news of my homecoming reaches him. I guess, it was his way of telling me he was thinking of me, too. I figured, he was avoiding me too.
Last year, he was teary-eyed when he saw me coming towards him. I think he was having a dilemma whether to smile or to let his tears fall from his eyes or to do them both at the same time. He smiled and preferred to let his tears gather around his lower eye-lid. It has been a decade since we last saw each other. As we held each other's gaze, all the pains of the last ten years came back. The pain that we tried to deny and was left unacknowledged for a very long time.
As I arranged the flowers I brought, I was aware that he was watching me and that he was thinking of the old times. I felt awkward because I know he was seeing my best friend in me - or at least I reminded him of his daughter who was my best friend.
That moment was what I dreaded to happen for more than a decade already.
There was a moment when our conversation became emotional that he stopped in mid-sentence maybe trying to find the right words to say or was perhaps waiting for the lump in his throat to melt away. I in turn would looked down and couldn't help but wish that I was somewhere else.
After that day last year, he stopped living in his farm for which he lived after Annalyn left. I'm glad we are neighbors again and I can see him everyday sitting outside his house talking to passersby and waiting for the day to end. As for me, I still have my occassional supply of fruits and veggies from his farm - aside from being watched by two fatherly eyes as I sit by the veranda waiting for sunsets to come.
Occassionally, I'd send him gifts to let him know I still think of him. Sometimes, when I brought nothing, I'd send him words to let him know I am home from Cebu. He would send me fruits or vegetables as soon as news of my homecoming reaches him. I guess, it was his way of telling me he was thinking of me, too. I figured, he was avoiding me too.
Last year, he was teary-eyed when he saw me coming towards him. I think he was having a dilemma whether to smile or to let his tears fall from his eyes or to do them both at the same time. He smiled and preferred to let his tears gather around his lower eye-lid. It has been a decade since we last saw each other. As we held each other's gaze, all the pains of the last ten years came back. The pain that we tried to deny and was left unacknowledged for a very long time.
As I arranged the flowers I brought, I was aware that he was watching me and that he was thinking of the old times. I felt awkward because I know he was seeing my best friend in me - or at least I reminded him of his daughter who was my best friend.
That moment was what I dreaded to happen for more than a decade already.
There was a moment when our conversation became emotional that he stopped in mid-sentence maybe trying to find the right words to say or was perhaps waiting for the lump in his throat to melt away. I in turn would looked down and couldn't help but wish that I was somewhere else.
After that day last year, he stopped living in his farm for which he lived after Annalyn left. I'm glad we are neighbors again and I can see him everyday sitting outside his house talking to passersby and waiting for the day to end. As for me, I still have my occassional supply of fruits and veggies from his farm - aside from being watched by two fatherly eyes as I sit by the veranda waiting for sunsets to come.
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