Saccharine Irony

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Proud of her Faith, Proud to be a Christian December 22, 2010

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On that note, Merry Christmas everyone!

May we always remember the child who was born in a manger in Bethlehem, who grew up to preach us about love, peace and forgiveness, and gave the world salvation.


May your Holidays be filled with love, laughter, and peace of heart. 🙂


How to be Alone by Tanya Davis August 12, 2010

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If you are at first lonely, be patient.

If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find its fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.

We can start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library, where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books, you’re not supposed to talk much anyway,  so its safe there.

There is also the gym, if you’re shy, you can hang out with yourself and mirrors, you can put headphones in.

Then there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there’s prayer and meditation, no one will think less if you’re hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.

The lunch counter, where you will be surrounded by “chow downers”, employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town, and they, like you, will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with “eat lunch and run”, take yourself out for dinner; a restaurant with linen and silver ware. You’re no less an intriguing a person when you are eating solo desert and cleaning the whip cream from the dish with your finger. In fact, some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.

And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you, stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one’s watching because they’re probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after-all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating. And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things. Down your back, like a book of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, they are always statues to talk to, and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute, and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches  might have never happened had you not been there by yourself.

Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.

But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.

You can stand swaffed by groups and mobs or hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company.

But no one is in your head. And by the time you translate your thoughts an essence of them maybe lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from pre-school over to high school groaning, we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.

Cause if you’re happy in your head, then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.

It’s okay if no one believes like you, all experiences are unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be relieved, keeps things interesting, life’s magic brings much, and it doesn’t mean you aren’t connected, and the community is not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it.

Take silence and respect it.

If you have an art that needs practice, stop neglecting it, if your family doesn’t get you or a religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it.

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it.

There is heat in freezing, be a testament.



Food for Thought March 9, 2010

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miming 🙂


Nobody really cares if you’re miserable, so you might as well be happy. “



A Day at the Perya August 31, 2009

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Last Saturday I gave in to an invitation to go to the local peryahan, or the fiesta fair, and did I have fun! My Saturdays have always been full for the last two months, what with my morning baking and pastries classes, spur of the moment out-of-the-city trips, and a bit of overtime work during late afternoon. However I wanted to do something crazy for the long weekend: perhaps ride the roller coaster, the stomach-heaving Ferris wheel, or be a toddler once again and try out the carousel. I’ve never been a huge fan of the perya, and all I ever wanted to do whenever I’d find myself in one was observe the rides and devour cotton candy. But this time, I wanted to dare my scared, little self and yep, that’s what I actually did.

So I headed to the fairs with two of the most adventurous people on the planet: my brother and his girl, Carla.

I must confess that I do have a fear of heights, and although I have already tried out zip lining, rappelling, and braving the roller coaster once during the summer of my childhood, it’s not something that I can easily outgrow after only a few short-lived dares. But for fear of being called chicken by my younger brother and my daredevil of a friend, I promised myself that I will not sit out on any of the rides they wanted to try out.

the space plane shuttle something :D

the space plane shuttle something 😀

So this is one of the first rides that we had to explore. We were raised at about ten to fifteen feet above ground, and although it’s nothing compared to the zipline, I was still scared! Of course I did not want to show how scared I was, so I smiled the entire time and gripped the handles with all the force I was capable of. Carla seemed to enjoy the ride so much, she was even complaining why our airplane/shuttle did not move up and down while we were being whirled like crazy! And the entire time I kept thinking: Oh my God, what if this machine acts up and we will be forever whirling until I puke in my shirt?! Hmmm. Negative thinking? Not really good when you’re planning to enjoy the amusement rides. 🙂 Thankfully, we got off in one piece, and I was smiling like a hyena after touching ground.

the speeding round coaster something

the speeding round coaster something

The second ride was equally crazy. Yes, we were all smiles before the torture started, but when the machine began to whir to life, I sensed that I really should be gripping the handle bars right then. So that’s what I did, and for about 10 minutes, the coaster sped in a circular motion like the blades of a fruit juice blender, and each time we would take a dip, Carla and I would shriek like crazy. Then we would realize our folly and laugh tearfully until we would scream again and again until our voices became hoarse and our palms sweaty. It was fun, but when I got out of the seat, I could barely steady myself.

The final ride was the bumper car, and this is where I really had fun. The three of us actually did. I loved bumping those clueless  strangers, and feeling a sense of triumph after that, I would proceed to bump the others. Of course I almost flew out of my seat when a stupid rascal bumped me from behind, but that’s what the ride is all about, and at that point, nothing could rain on my bumpy parade. Haha.

Now I’m changing my erstwhile  perception about Enchanted Kingdom and Disneyworld. I now realize why people are so damn excited about amusement rides. Because no matter how much money you spend on each of them, you are certain of one thing and one thing only: FUN!


Excited For… August 11, 2009

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life is still beautiful, though i miss my cheri every day :|

life is still beautiful, though i miss my cheri every day 😐



~ my weekend baking and sewing classes.

~ my cousin’s wedding this Saturday.

~ the trip to Iligan to visit baby Nat.

~ the ice cream and carnival laag with my grade school girlfriends.

~ spur-of-the-moment weekend trips to practice photography, or what little I know of it.

~ my trip to National Bookstore so I can buy oil paint, turpentine, linseed oil, and brushes (did I get all of these right, Angj? hehe).

~ another trip to the bookstores for more and more books.

~ more hours spent practicing on the sewing machine which I’ve borrowed from my aunt for a while. (I finally made my very first clutch bag. It’s a bit mediocre I know, but am proud all the same!)

~ a swimsuit shopping trip, so I can finally take that long-planned  dip at the Marco Hotel hot pool.

~ belly dancing classes by September. Will resume by then,  after dropping out for 2  months due to tight skeds.

~ the grade school whitewater rafting trip and potluck party on October.

~ the planned Siargao trip with May-may on October (fingers crossed!).

~ lazy afternoons and weekends spent poring over good books.

~ the high school cocktail party reunion by December!

and everything else. 🙂


My Delicious Summer: Camiguin Island May 7, 2009

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This year, I was finally able to visit Camiguin Island. I have long been putting off traveling to this sleepy island, for the sole reason that riding a barge or a fast craft has never been my idea of fun. I always get sea sick every time I travel by boat; even more so on days when the weather is none too placid. But anything that concerns travel always excites me, and exploring this beautiful island is just the perfect thing to do on the first day of the last month of the summer season. After shopping for a new tankini and charging the cam, I packed my things and woke up the following morning ready to explore Camiguin.


After boarding the air conditioned bus from Cagayan de Oro to Balingoan port, we finally boarded the barge at around 9:45 am. The ride was uneventful the entire time; I was sea sick and dizzy of course, trying hard not to puke all over the place. Luckily, I was able to hold off the contents of my breakfast, and we finally arrived on the island at past 12 noon, famished for lunch.

We stayed at the family ancestral home of Ate Candy, one of my brother’s bank mates. The place was beautiful – a wide balcony overlooks a well tended garden and a hammock sways under a vine of tropical flowers. Ate Candy’s ancestors established Turrones de Mani, a local peanut-based delicacy, famous not only in Camiguin but all over Mindanao too. The property also housed the Turrones headquarters, a huge kitchen that always smelled of peanuts and caramel.


The lunch waiting for us at the house was yummy, and I especially enjoyed the pako salad greens (topped with sliced hard boiled eggs), the calamansi-ridden beef steak, and the Dalagang Bukid fish fried to crisp perfection. For dessert we had the crispy and sweet Turrones. After resting a bit after lunch, the first stop for us that afternoon was the divine Katibawasan Falls. The place was beautiful:  a 250 m water fall cascaded into a cold pool of clear waters. I couldn’t resist stripping down to my suit and wading through the clear waters less than five minutes after having trekked down the stone steps ! Everyone did the same, and we enjoyed taking photos of the place and feasting on Pringles, chicharon, fish crackers, and sandwiches.


After enjoying Katibawasan, the gang proceeded to dinner at Bahay Bakasyunan sa Camiguin, a beach-front resort lined with beautiful cabanas. The resort also had an expansive swimming pool, its waters warmed by the late afternoon Camiguin sun. So before our dinner of chicken tinola, eggplant salad, lechon kawali, and stewed vegetables, we indulged ourselves in the sun-warmed swimming pool and forgot about all the cares in the world. 🙂


The next day, we headed to Paras Beach Resort for breakfast, and to board the ferry boat that would whisk us away to White Island, an uninhabited sandbar that offers a fabulous view of Mt. Hibok-Hibok and its surrounding foliage. I took pictures all over the place, in between swimming and walking on the fine pebbled sands to take in the beautiful views.


We resumed our tour of the island after swimming and lounging on the white sandbar. After shopping for souvenirs at the Walkway, a popular place for tourists, we stopped by the huge cross over at the Sunken Cemetery. Then we headed to the Guiob Church ruins, the remnants of a 16th-century church constructed from coral stones. The area was breathtaking, affording us a view of the cerulean Camiguin sea. For lunch we had country style steaks, grilled fish, and fragrant rice at the Sto. Nino Cold Springs. The weather was hot and humid and the cold springs gave us just what we needed for that day, after hours of sand bar explorations, shopping, and sight seeing.

Our last stop was the Hibok-Hibok Ardent Hot Springs. These springs are an unspoiled, natural hot tub, which offered the perfect conclusion to a day of swimming, feasting, and happy carousing. I rested my back on a mini water fall, the cascading water a delicious treat to my tired shoulders and back. I almost did not want to leave! Dinner was at Luna restaurant, where they served us fresh salad greens with olives and tuna and authentic Italian pizzas, brick oven grilled to gooey mozzarella perfection.

At early dawn the following day we left the island, groggy and sleepy, yet wanting to stay for one day more. Just one day more.

Perhaps next summer. 😉


The Crazies February 5, 2009

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Meet the crazies. A riot broke when the four of us met up again for dinner, dessert, and lots of spontaneous discussion on the 30th of January. For some reason, we just could not stop laughing, before and after dinner and in-between. When you’re with girlfriends you practically grew up with, the stories and the jokes seem to go on forever.

We can discuss love lives and heart aches one minute and funny high school prom bloopers the next. Then we would just as easily switch to fashion, argue about what’s trendy and trashy, and then steer the conversation to worthwhile, boring topics like the recent global financial crunch that has Obama’s hands full, not one minute into his official inauguration.


Because Sora is a lawyer who works in the Senate, she dishes out stories on politicians and their little predilections, and offers us opinions as to who among the senators look better in person than on print ads or TV. She may be the only lawyer among us, but very unfortunately all of us love debates, so we always end up arguing over the most inane things, soap opera stars and Pinoy love teams included.


Marshie makes me roll over with laughter even as she utters the simplest of remarks. She treats everything you say as a joke moreover, so you end up giggling over something or other. She’s overly conscious with her weight, even as she’s already lost a lot of pounds in recent years and has never looked better. And she’s baring a bit of cleavage now! Case in point:


That’s a bra cup right there, or at least a part of it. Haha! She was thrilled to have this picture taken of her, and she insisted I send it to her after having stored it in my trusty digicam. She’s leaving for New Zealand on the 17th and I think more than anything, I shall miss her laughter. She’s the one person who laughs the laugh that makes me want to laugh. Really, it’s that contagious. To describe her as a ray of sunshine would be an understatement.

Okay, all of us are crazy about our weight. And crazy about photos. No, we are not obese, far from that actually, but we know that the camera makes you look thicker and wider by ten pounds, so we practically fight for the best angles before each snapshot.


The only skinny person among us is Estee, who I deduce, weighs only about 90 pounds. She eats a lot and never gets fat. Some people are just blessed with crazy-in-a-good way metabolism, and this girl can’t complain.


So on dinner night we spotted this lovely table for four after having entered the resto. Nobody wanted to sit with Estee, because we (Sora, Marshie, and I) knew that we would all look corpulent in comparison to her, in photos. The dialogue went something like this:

Me (dashing to the table): Marsh, sit with me, quick!

Sora (literally pulling Marsh by the arm): No, I’m not sitting with Estee! Marsh, please!

Estee (laughing): Ouch, you guys are hurting my feelings!

Me: Marsh, sit.

After a while Sora gave up, and we all ended up laughing like loonies. And then we realized the waiter had been standing by the table all along. No, he wasn’t smiling. He actually looked pretty annoyed. If I wasn’t feeling light-headed after the loony-laughing, I could have told him to go get a life.

Well, maybe the sight of four twenty-somethings acting like crazy schoolgirls was more than his poor sense of humor could take. 😉