STOP, ANGRY, QUIET, LEAVE ME ALONE

STOP.


CANT YOU JUST GIVE ME 5 FREAKING QUIET MINUTES!!!!!!!!!!!

JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. JUST THIS TIME. EVEN FOR A MOMENT.

POTIPOT, CANDELARIA, ZAMBALES getaway

okey. here it is. My very first OUT OF TOWN BEACH GETAWAY WITH MY BABY. Actually, im also with my TEAM at work. After winning the CSAT quarter championship, we were rewarded a 7k pesoses. We are only about 17 on that team but the total head count that went on the island is 35 people because some friends tagged along...


I was the coordinator, and to tell you guys frankly, i was so stressed out id die! good thing im with my baby...wheeewww...then, everything is now alright.


I just want to share an updated DO`s and DONT`s. The Island is really fascinating and beautiful BUT for the people who are so used to good life and everything -is-automatic does not belong here. First of! NO ELECTRICITY, so bring flashlights, mosquito repellent is not really a must because i never had any mosquito bites but just to make sure, bring some (my baby and I didnt bring a tent, we just brought banig and a blanket....waaalllahhh...we made it through the night). star gazing, him drunk, me exhausted -- a good night sleep.

Lets start from the beginning, since I am the budget officer, food officer, people officer --- you can call me THE EVERYTHING OFFICER that day because we never had the time to plan, we only want it to happen that we didnt even think about getting some committees for each task and its "I" - "my fault", not them.



Orayt...First, going there is really a long drive maximum of 6 hours. We had a jeepney and a sportivo for a ride. NEVER - NEVER use jeepney, its really uncomfortable, back aching, head aching, ass aching experience. Bringing a van, car, or anything that you can choose how to sit up, use aircon or not is a must (and i assure you, all kinds of position sitting up will be done because of the endless drive!) but actually, the scenery is so nice but if youre in a jeepney, youd definitely have a stiff neck. hahahaha

Second, If you`re not staying overnight, its much better to BE there in THE ISLAND in the morning. Boat ride is 700php - 7 person max on the boat, when you reached Potipot, 100 for entrance. Dont forget to bring enough water, food etc. etc. ... and NEVER forget that! because theres no store, or anything.. money is useless. Then, Enjoy the rest of the day.

Our team decided to go on overnight, some brought tents, i bought groceries, liquor and had 2 gallons of water. Since one of my wave mate, Wil resides from there, we had a discount for the boat ride, 50php per head. When we got there, its 200php entrance fee per head, cottage is 500 (optional), if you want your overnight camping to be realistic and wants bonfire, thats 500 for the bonfire (awtz)..we called off the bonfire..no more hotdogs on stick with marshmallow. After building our tents, we changed to our swim suits and swam while drinking matador.. nyahahahaha!!!!


We forgot about dinner time, good thing one of our bosses initiated to cook rice while we where starving our selves doing some laps on the ocean. Had rice and canned tuna then drank the whole night away, they, actually drank the whole night away..i was so sleepy and tired, i didnt bother, besides..i want to see the sunrise and needs to cook breakfast.

So i went to my banig, put my big bag as a pillow, called my baby and ask him to stay beside me and put me to sleep. He always leave everything just for me..hehehehe... (i love my baby!!!)

5:30am, sun is not yet up but some light are giving bright on the island, me and my baby decided to explore the whole island, the island is not that big that you can finish and explore everything in 30 - 45 minutes. It was low tide! lots of sea weeds..hehehe...i saw a big driftwood...soo coolness...then, suddenly i saw a big ball of hairy thingy..its larger than me and my baby!!!!! "is that a sea urchin!!!???" i asked Aris, "lets go closer"..."NOOOO!!! it might kill me!!" i said..

then Aris laughed out loud to death! yeah right ..a sea urchin coming from the root word urchin are supposed to be smaller than your palm and so impossible to grow so big like that, it turns out to be a driftwood with too many sea weeds on it. duh! what a dumb ass me. hahaha


so almost half of the island, youll see other creatures, like that little white crab running side ways (my favorite!!!), and starfishes, i didnt know that starfishes had different colors..the ones i saw are blue.. i thought theyre supposed to be pink (but it was patrick..the only starfish i knew..) some of my teammates saw more exotic sea animals like some jelly fish, snake looking fishes etc etc.. nice! i love it!

time to cook breakfast, I am planning to cook eggs with tomatoes and onions, rice, tuyo and noodles. With my baby, we took all the things for cooking, pans, kalderos, charcoal, and all that. Theres a cooking area, you cant just pick a place and cook your meal. It should be on that particular place. So, after 148 years, we managed to have fire to cook our food with, there also change of plan for the breakfast menu. Because of lack of the cooking thingys..we decided to just cook rice, fried tuyo, fresh tomatoes to go with it and boiled egg. Thank you to our Boss Ed and Tim for helping us out, another pointer! BRING SUPER KALAN OR ANYTHING TO COOK WITH if you didnt excelled on your girls/boys scout camping days because youll die of hunger while trying to bring some fire. hahahaha!

BREAKFAST IS SERVED!!! btw! no more water!!!!!!!!! wahhhhhhh....everbody is so thirsty but no drop of water left, there are manongs who are selling ice cream but we dont need ice cream!!! WE NEED WATERRRRR!!!!!!! pointers number two, ask your manong bangkero (the guy who will fetch you via boat to bring water in the morning just to make sure - negotiate ofcourse). Some went ahead and tried the water from the deep well, it was tasteless but what the water did to them was so hilarious, everybody went looking for a place where they can poop a million times..even riding home? they had to stop over and poop their selves out. nyahahahahah!!! the lesson?: NEVER DRINK THE WATER FROM THE DEEP WELL.

Me and my baby decided to go off from the island, some friends went along, some decided to stay behind to enjoy the remaining time on the island. So goodbye Potipot island! a boat ride again, Good thing Wil saw us and called our designated bangkero to fetch us because if we are going to hire another bangkero..the 50php per head will not apply. After being on the other side of the island again, we immediately bought some drinking stuff.. Coke for my baby and we did a second roung of Sparkle...so thirsty..this is really refreshing...this time, we hired a tryke to go back to Wil`s place, took a bath and went in to the van, we had a flattire so we need to go somewhere to fix it. The nearest place is charging 900 for the tire (that sucks!) so we decided to go to the other place -- the other place is the next barrio, the tire is 425 plus labor for 80 -- i hate that first guy!


Time to go home on the way, we did so many stop overs to take pictures mostly in Subic area.
We even went Go karting that the people who are onboard from the jeepney died of envy.

It was a great experience and a lesson for me.

So guys, if your planning your vacation on POTIPOT ISLAND. Its up to you if youll go for my pointers and enjoy your stay!!!! :)


and again..i love you baby.. :)



















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it HIT me..

Floating from the mock of sadness.. How can a simple remark, act and mime can make me feel this way.. It felt so downcast, it felt so pensive, it felt so hurtful, and it felt so forlorn I often teach myself to let go, stay far and feel nothing to get none of this.. But there it is..embracing me, killing me and slashing my heart to death. Stop.stop.stop. Three words often on my mind. Shouting, screaming, begging.. But I can hear a vivid whisper, a sound so small but the only sound that soothes the pain.. Tame my heart and stops the hurt. The voice I want to hear. The eyes that can lie but can melt my anger and pain. The mouth that alleviate the outrage The touch you’ll long, hope and wish forever.. How can a sensitive and romantic one can make you feel insignificant? And continuously do it in the most innocent and casual way? Stop.stop.stop. I love you… Disarmed… I understand. I will accept. I will stay. I love you.

them...err..well..ok..ME.

Usually, or for some. When you are starting a blog site for your self, the first post should be for your self..i mean, you know, about your self, basic information, like how old are you, gender, what so ever. The cliche. I actually did that with my old blog site in multiply.com --- and oh man! everytime i look at it..I would smile, laugh out loud, felt like crying, felt bored or would say "wtf! was i thinking?!at that moment?!"..its always been my scape goat, specially when I feel something but could not just explain and say to anyone.

Right now, I dont feel like opening this blog site by introducing myself --- ok ok --- if only my sister could see this she would say: "this is so not you, the reason you make blogs is to say something about your self or whats happening to you, or your ineterest" and i would say: "yeah, yeah, fine. whatever. ".. nyahahaha, we are not in the "talking mode" right now, i think we haven't talked for like a year. why? because she thinks she is the queen of the world, hmpf! the "first child" is always on top of their heads, always thinks they are doing the right thing, doing the right decisions and the worst part of it, they think that they own every person in the world who are younger to them. But i miss her, i miss everything about her. How she scolds me. How she would say bad things to me to make me feel bad but her true purpose is to push me up. Her "love" for me is as weird as PINK (the singer..--you know-revived "just like a pill", "dont let me get me" etc. -- no?! dont know her? ughh! >_<). Her name: NIEMA - she is a VIP MAnager in a gambling online gaming somewhere in Makati. Workaholic, very dedicated, a loving mom, very patient wife and a terrible elder sister (its a love-hate-relationship). I know she hates me (dont hate me because im beautiful!!!<-----"well, im smarter")..but i miss her and no matter what, i love her. If my mom were still alive she will slap me at the back and will tell me to say sorry to her..she would say: "You should be the first to say sorry no matter what..she is your eldest sister, you dont expect her to say sorry first..after all, i know for a fact that no matter what, she will defend you in all times.." which is true...very true... i miss my mom..


My mom, she died 2 years ago..i think, im doing my best to forget that shes gone. She is actually and im proud to say that her words is my action and most of the time its always for my best interest, the bad thing is..now that shes gone, i felt so lost. Because of her, i made through all the difficulties in life..i ran away, i stole something important to her, Ive hurt her emotionally because of whats happening to me but shes still on my side. People would throw stones at me but MY MOM! she would embrace me and get all the stones thrown to her self (while my dad would get an armalite and kill them all...wahahahahahah!!!!). The most soft spoken, kindhearted and loveable/loving person. I also miss her...i miss her guidance, her healing hand, her loving eyes and touch. "Nasan ka mama.."... i need you and i miss you...specially papa..


Who is on your speed dial? ME? - its Aa-papa. yes, my dad..if ever something happened to me, i want my dad to know it first. My dad, the most boastful, showoff, egoistic and all that..but the most sweetest, loving, thoughtful and forgiving person (atleast, to us :P). Weakness is not an option to him..people judge him, because he is too stubborn (we are so alike) ... but I can still remember when mom died, people dont understand what he do, his actions. After mom died, he goes out with friend, drink a lot and went loose like a teenager child... but people does not know how broken this man is..after all that..he goes home quietly, i can see his pain being alone.. looking at moms picture, theres this one time, i went to his room, theres a man-made pillow beside him. He was embracing it..just like how he embraces mama..and i swear to God, i heard him crying like a little girl. A very quiet cry. Its breaking my heart..I love my dad so much. He is with my little brother now in our old house..good thing he is pre occupied with his billiard hall, taking care of my brothers needs and being abused by his grandchildrens.. :). si LOLO NING.


Do you know that everyone in my family understands and fluently speaks gay language? why? because of Sidmark, the first son/daughter of my mom and dad aka Cindy Mae. He graduated at Ricky Reyes Institute but now working in a government community, I guess being in a parlor isnt really his passion and he hasnt found at yet what it is. We have a picture of him, posing, and man! uber beautiful!!! hahaha.. and we know then that he is not a brother to us and im not the "bunsong babae" but him..errr..her. hahaha. i love you sid..

Next to him is our little brother, this one is a real man. Promise! a deans lister, journalist, potographer, rocker, fanatic of anime`s, basketball, redhorse, matador, texting and YES! womanizin! >_< but i cant blame him, when im staying at our house with papa, girls would call him, wasting away their loads, love letters are stacked on his basketball shoes, girls would even forget about shame and go to our house just to flirt with him. He is like me, loves music. Were on the same genre, I feed him with whats nice before and he'll give me the latest and the cool ones today. MY LITTLE BROTHER DOK-DOK. He looks like my daughter.


and YES, my unconditional LOVE, my daughter, 3 years old. She was 8lbs when she came out from my tummy. No one would believe that she is my daughter, chubby, china eyes, nice set of nose, cute dimple. The only thing that they will say she is my daughter is when she talks! she is so talkative! NOPE! her biological dad doesn't have anything on her features. Her dad has big eyes, dark skinned and very shy. She amazes me everyday, she thinks and respond like an old person when someone talks to her. It hurts a lot that she is not with me. But i will not stop until we are together again my love. MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE JEANA.


Finally, the last person, the beginning and i hope he will be the last and stay with me forever (even if we had a fight before he went to work..), my friend, my adviser, my helping hand, my arguemate, who was born on the same month, the one who have pushed me up when someone failed me. "oh! he just txted me and saying sorry"...partly it was my fault but even if its entirely mine, he always says sorry and loves me. Gives me everything and the best that he can for this relationship, loves me at my best specially at my worst. Keeps me standing tall and never lets me down. They say that the right one will just come around and you dont need to look for him. I never expected it to be him, first off, he snores like hell, farts real loud and not so charming and I think he idolizes Robin Padilla which is not my kind of guy (sorry for his fans, i didnt mean too..) . Im more of the boy-next-door type, the romantic guy with red dozens of flower, the romeo one. But you know what is sexy about him (for me), his sense of humor, how he treats me, how he makes me feel special, how he takes care of me, how I act with him, how he appreciates everything I do and say, and yes his body and his ... (nyahahahhaha! he is also a stick figure like me :P), kidding aside, his great and talented mind. I never felt so loved, taken cared and treated like a princess before, and I really love this man. MY ARIS. btw! his real name is also like one of those telenovelas from this famous latin shows, you know, like the front guy who is riding a horse in their farm then would sweep the ever inlove girl to him and would say: "oh maria...maria..", then would makelove in a barn (toink! yes, in a barn, where itchy straws are and youl scratch your nails everywhere because of allergies, why? horses have slept on it. hahaha) ...

and yes, he would be so mad if he found out that today, my day off, i didn't took my rest and slept well because my nose is sticked again in this monitor. hahahaha...

Theres my family.. next...i think my friends..and thats awful lot of them :)

ME.

yes. im another one of those who is in love and being loved.