small lagoon, el nido palawan

i left my heart in el nido palawan. the sceneries blew me away. i will be back...

i promise.

remembering...happy new year!

i miss blogging. i got tied up with business and my dresses that i forgot to look around, take pictures like before...

i miss this place.

wander if tinay still writes and bay dan still scribbles in his notepad.

i wander if kai still talks about skinny jeans and her chucks...

naa pa mo?!! i miss u guys!

2010...

I have fallen in love
With the same woman three times
In a day spanning nineteen years
Of tearful joys and joyful tears

I loved her first when she was young
Enchanting and vibrant, eternally new
She was brilliant, fragrant
And cool as the morning dew
I fell in love with her the second time

When first she bore her child and mine
She’s always by my side
The source of my strength
Helping to turn the tide

But there were candles to burn
The world was my concern
While our home was her domain
And the people were mine
While the children were hers to maintain
So it was in those eighteen years and a day
Till I was detained, forced in prison to stay
Suddenly she’s our sole support
Source of comfort, our wellspring of hope
On her shoulders fell the burden of life

I fell in love again with the same woman the third time
Looming from the battle her courage will never fade
Amidst the hardships she has remained
Undaunted and unafraid
She is calm and composed
She is God’s lovely maid


title: i have fallen inlove with the same woman three times
artist: jose mari chan

i so love this song, even then when my dad played this over and over again at home when i was still very young and jose mari chan's songs hit like a wave at the charts..
but when i learned (just recently) that this poem was made by Ninoy Aquino for his wife President Cory Cojuangco Aquino when he was in prison during marcos' dictatorship, it made me love this song more, and it made me admire former president Cory and appreciate her more not just as the icon of democracy who fought for our freedom, but as a loving and supportive wife, a graceful good mother and a strong, courageous woman . thank you Tita Cory and goodbye. you deserved all the respect and love that you have recieved. you will always remain in our hearts...


you made us proud to be Filipinos. "L"

Cory Aquino, 1933-2009

kapunkap!

i had a good time in bangkok, thailand. kapunkap my dy! or thank you! and oh yeah! we watched transformers on i.max in bangkok! lingaw kayo! wa ko kasabot sa ilang national anthem last full show. hehehe


i'm almost there...

paglambo... padayon

i just won 2nd place on the on-spot photo competition last 50th Araw ng Lanao Celebration (july 1-4, 2009). I dont have any slr camera, so i just borrowed chen's digi cam, and w/ a few enhancements, i got a 5thou price for this. woohoo! of course i had to spend 900 pesos for the 12x18 size print and 1,300 for the frame, but it was all worth it... :)


i'm almost there...

" Life is a daring adventure or nothing..."



-keller


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tagaytay

to sharon and robert. thanxie!


photo by: polky


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the white enemy

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goodbye to iris and balloons.
goodbye.
goodbye...



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"november"

paying a visit at the yellow corner.
all souls day 08 - the cemetery.

(cellphone) macro shot.


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Aloha

took this shot when we had our feeding at the coastal area of Aloha Tubod, LDN.




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sem break

pink flowers
scooping feet
drifting fish boats
afternoon umbrella
wait....
I'll charge my camera's battery

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nookie

there she is... consuming half of my space... and I always end up curling at the edge of MY bed... grrrrrr.....




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the day i thought he died,
was the day his heart was
born again...
and mine...
me...
quietly bleeding...
subtly breaking...
paralyzed...
gasping...
slowly losing it's breath...
and
totally free.

labels: articles of love during war.
suwat ni pamc
photo: curlytops


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I dont know if I should rain my gratitude to the low lying traitors ****for having my body lose 6 pounds in just 2 and a half weeks without doing any rituals. it just shed off just like that. thanks to trauma and stress they have caused all the people in Lanao del Norte... at least they did something errrr... ok to people like me who definitely envy skinny girls with thin arms on tv. BRAVO! for at least a job well done!


woohoo!




a 5 million reward for your head is not enough for all the atrocities.


Rest in Peace...


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reposting my dog's photograph gazing at the car window one rainy day when we took him to his veterinarian for an emergency check up 2 yrs ago...
he died a week after this shot.


labels: remembering oreo


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ironies

1. gud guys go crazy over easy girls.

2. gud girls are taken by ungrateful guys.

3. the most loyal are those being cheated on.

4. cheaters are beg by gud ones to stay.

5. the most worthy of good relationships are the ones that aren't taken seriously.

6. those greatly hurt by their greatest luv end up being players.

7. opportunities come when u least expect it.

8. wen ur ready and wanting sum1, chance never presents itself.

9. the bf and gf materials are d ones left single.

10. u cant stop urself from loving sum1 u shouldnt but cant force urself 2 luv sm1 ur better off with.

11. those hu give the best advices r the ones outside the relationship.

12. and those in a relationship can give great advices 2 oders, but cant seem to handle their own...

;p

labels: teks

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long walks home
sea shells at the sea wall
dogs day out
motor scooter
texts
tennis volley
love sets


cross courts...




labels: 365 days

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"missionaries are a bore...
why don't we get wet and do it on the lavatory,
or thrust me on the wall, by the window instead... "

posting one of bai dan's imaginations into art


labels: moments in a window

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payed dyes pesos (ten pesos) per game
chasing two balls and giving it back to the players for at least 15 minutes
scolded sometimes for slow pace
asked to buy ice waters after the game at the nearby tindahan
demanded
taken for granted

what would you do if ball boys were on strike
or had their breaks to frolic at the sea wall with the other kids their age
and you are playing tennis with no one
chasing the balls and returning it for you?


miserable.


and at the end of this journey, my wonderful story begins...