Wander Boy /
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
A'last! Our Bolinao trip pushed through. After weeks of planning we finally got what we wanted.
It all started when Sarah, Ynna, "Andrei" and I, had our inuman session at Andrei's and decided to go to Bolinao for the summer. It's was going to be cHacHing's first summer getaway and the line "It will be Fun!" was all over the place. Tina, by the way, was not at the inuman session coz' as usual she was sleeping (sorry tin!). Everything was set, what food to bring, who's car are we using, what time to leave Dagupan and so on.. Sarah and I planned the whole thing, but at the last minute (noh pa nga ba?) Nyx and Tina canceled! Shitmotherfuckerfuckshit!
"kainis, Kawalang gana naman!"
Not only did Nyx and Tina canceled but my dad decided not to let me use the car so, Fuck! Wala na talaga! All is lost. Sarah, being the eternal optimist of the group continued with the grocery list. I on the other hand was still fixing my schedule. My mom was planning to celebrate her birthday in Hundred Islands on the 24th; I have an 8:00 o'clock cholecystectomy in Tayug which by the way was 2 hours away from the city and had no idea when to leave Tayug to arrive just on time to meet Sarah and Ynna; And was thinking of ways on how to diss my friend Jureane about attending our stupid batch party. Crap! Nangpucha sasabog na utak ko! I hate plans.
"Pano na yan?! Ano na?!" I asked Sarah bearing my ever-faithful Bakery Smile.
Her "pised" slash constipated-puzzled look was right in front of me. "Sige lang, Go pa rin!..." she said.
Txt-txt and never ending phone calls. Sarah and I came up with 5 back-up plans:
Plan A. Kulitin ng kulitin si Pa about the car (failed)
Plan B. Ask Tita Ivy if we can rent her van or her beetle. (failed)
Plan C. Ask Ynna if we can use any of their cars. (failed)
Plan D. Take the bus and suffer the whole 2 and a half-hour ride to Bolinao (last resort...g-go pa rin talaga whatever happens)
Plan E. Go to a near by beach para lang hindi wasted ang groceries. (Not an option)
Plan F. Go to La Union instead since Sarah and Ynna already know how to get there. (Yeah right!)
Plan G. There is no plan G. (pampadagdag lang...)
Saturday, I woke up extra early and decided to go to Tayug for my duty. 1 jeepney, 1 tricycle, 1 commuter van and a bus ride later, I arrived in Tayug just in time for the cholecystectomy. After 2 hours... Natapos rin! Shit! It's 12:00 o'clock! I left Tayug around 1:00 P.M. and met up with Ynna and Sarah at a local coffee shop around 4:00. Ynna, being my oh so patient friend, welcomed me with a face saying where the hell have you been-I hate you, anong oras na tayo dadating sa Bolinao look. She forgave me eventually and we took the wonderful Mhel-Bhen Bus to Bolinao. Countless "Are we there yet?!" questions and 6 bus stops later, I knew we we're getting closer to our destination when I heard some kids who got on the bus saying "Kasta-ti... Kasta-da... Kasta-ti-babuy..." which I think was a mixture of Ilocano and Bolinao twang.
"Grabe! how much further?!" Ynna asked as though she was dying of hunger.
"Lapit na.. 15 to 20 minutes na lang..." Sarah said while lighting another yosi.
"Fuck Sar, nagtext si Pa na magulo raw sa beach na pupuntahan natin..Pano yan?!" I prodded.
"Eh di Puerto Del Sol tayo..."
40 minutes later... Bolinao at last! problema was, we had no idea where to go since my dad told me that the beach we were supposed to go to was "delikado"... Right?! So we wondered around the town of Bolinao and asked this local girl who resembled our hired help back when I was in the "Fith" grade if there were any white-sand beaches near by.
"Ah... Miss, white-sand ba sa Puerto Del Sol?" Sarah politely asked.
The girl in turn asked some men who were having their dinner of goto and patis at a bus station...
"Ajai-ti...waja-ti...wakiwaki...Puerto Del Sol?" the girl asked.
A man in a tattered white t-shirt and a toothpick stood up and entertained us...
"Puerto Del Sol?!... kailanagan pa ng reservation yata doon..." he said.
"What the-- Ganun?! Crap!" Ynna said quickly. "Manong, ajai-ti...wakiwaki…yadayadayada…"
Ynna, being an Ilocano negotiated with the man who had a projectile weapon in his mouth and before we knew it we were off with Manong and his trusty tricycle in search of a cheap resort. It was almost 9:00 p.m. when we found our resort. GARDEN PARADISE INN; the sign said. It was OK, the place was cozy and it was a freakin' steal for a 2-person non-airconditioned room which was at a going rate of P900. Since we went to Bolinao to feel the ocean breeze, we thought an air-conditioned room was impractical, plus, we were running low on cash so an ordinary room will do. We went for a swim for like 2 minutes, suffered from hypothermia and decided to have our dinner of liempo and shrimp kebabs in a cute hut resting above three coconut trees. Rhyming games-Rhyming games...we fell asleep after we ran out of words rhyming with 'Putanesca' (Caldereta?!?).
The morning after, we decided to "soak up the sun". At first I was having second thoughts of getting a tan since being fair skinned and living in the Philippines was definitely a status. "Tisoy" ika nga. After two hours of soaking up the sun and frolicking at the beach with three local kids + a monkey girl we met after having our sponge-sea weed fight, we felt the sting of UV and decided to pack up. As expected, Ynna got her “tan” which was basically indigo when compared to the colors of the rainbow; Sarah was like pot roast and siyempre I too got my unwanted tan color.
'Manong Projectile' arrived at around 4 to pick us up, just in time for the last trip of Mhel-Bhen bus back to Dagupan. It is now wednesday and my skin hurts like hell... "Nampuga! Ang itim ko na POTAH!" Come to think of it, I kinda look like my fil-am cousins who struts with their golden brown skins... ASTEEG! (wishful thinking!) All in all it was 'Fun-Fun-Fun!' I can't wait to go back to Bolinao and hopefully with Nyx and Tina. Packshet! Ang itim ko na talaga... thank God Ynna is far more itim than I am.-
i took a shot.
12:31 AM
1 prescribe me a different pill.
i agree- /
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion 76%
Stability 16%
Orderliness 53%
Empathy 76%
Interdependence 63%
Intellectual 76%
Mystical 63%
Artistic 83%
Religious 90%
Hedonism 83%
Materialism 90%
Narcissism 56%
Adventurousness 90%
Work ethic 70%
Self absorbed 76%
Conflict seeking 56%
Need to dominate 56%
Romantic 90%
Avoidant 56%
Anti-authority 56%
Wealth 50%
Dependency 83%
Change averse 30%
Cautiousness 76%
Individuality 90%
Sexuality 63%
Peter pan complex 56%
Physical security 43%
Food indulgent 10%
Histrionic 50%
Paranoia 50%
Vanity 83%
Hypersensitivity 76%
Female cliche 50%
Stability results were very low which suggests you are extremely worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.
Orderliness results were medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.
Extraversion results were high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.
trait snapshot:
open, tough, irritable, worrying, does not like to be alone, craves attention, low self control, emotionally sensitive, interacting, sad, very social, aggressive, prefer organized to unpredictable, dependent, social chameleon, suspicious, values the heart over the mind, likes large parties, outgoing, likes to make fun, likes to fit in, mildly phobic, vain, makes friends easily, enjoys leadership, clingy, rash
i took a shot.
5:42 PM
0 prescribe me a different pill.
Mi Amor /
Friday, April 08, 2005
I know a girl
Who held the stars in her hand
Grasping eternity
and holding on to her salvation.
She stumbled and fell flat on her face
She stumbled once and hit rock bottom.
I know a girl
Who lived under the shallow waters
of her profound insanity
She kept every memory to herself
and to the angel she whispered.
She stumbled twice
and wept with tears, never ending.
I know a girl
Who grew her hair along with her patience
She danced with strangers,
and I envied her everytime she left.
She stumbled once more,
thrice and still counting
never getting up and never forgetting.
So much for the girl I once knew.
i took a shot.
1:11 PM
1 prescribe me a different pill.
Quotes & Notes: Halle Berry /
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
"take in criticism in order for you to be praised.."
i took a shot.
4:04 PM
0 prescribe me a different pill.
