Mambukal

These are the pictures I took during our trip to Mambukal Resort last Octobe

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r 16, 2009. It's a forty-five minute drive from Bacolod City.

Trip to the South

My friends and I planned the Palawan trip for months now, we filed leaves in the office just so we can all join. The day of the trip came, that was last October 15, Thursday. It's really sad that one of our friends, Bels, did not make it to join us to attend to a personal matter. Oh well, it's life. We were already in the airport like 12 in the afternoon because the flight was like 3 or something. And to our surprise, ZestAir cancelled the flight to Puerto Princesa due to an aircraft situation. That was really a hussle to all the people going there. We also learned that there are some people who was supposed to have a flight the other day and it was cancelled because of the weather condition. Oh well, that really sucks... My friends and I wouldn't want to go home as loser because they already knew that trip. Just so we can go out of Manila, we requested the ZestAir people to transfer us to another flight that will never be cancelled and without us being charged again which they did. They told us that trip to Bacolod will not be cancelled. And so, we all agreed. At the smoking area, we met one nice lady, named Gene and her trip is also to Bacolod. Her flight is supposedly at 1pm, it was delayed to 330, delayed, 630pm delayed and finally at 830, we were able to board the plane with her. We knew nothing about Bacolod. But that's the fun of it, right? To go to a place you are really not sure of. Good thing that there is the Masskara Festival. We don't really care then even if most of our outfits are for the beach. Gene's nice enough to have her best friend Joms book us at an available inn that time, Check Inn. At last, we landed to the New Silay Bacolod Airport. We took a shuttle to the inn, 100 bucks per head. The inn's in down town. Since we were so hungry, we just brought our things to the room and had a very lunch dinner at the Wave lounge just across the street. We just had sandwiches with Cali, pale and sprite, a pitcher of margarita. Nice place to chill. There's an acoustic couple playing. My friends, Shari, Cherl and Anna would not let the day pass without me jamming and so I did. I had four songs. Alone, Stay, Crazy for you and another song which I can't remember anymore. The next day, we went the SM Bacolod to have a late breakfast at Bobs (our official diner during our stay), bought things for Mambukal Resort and meet up with Gene. Our trip to Mambukal resort's really unforgettable and i must say one of the best. Before seeing the falls, we had a few drinks (gsm blue mixed with gatorade and sprite). At past three or four pm. We started going up. Boy, it's really, really hard because it's an uphill climb, unlike what Shari and I experienced going to Kabigan falls. I actually fainted up there but still managed to reach the 6 falls. We were not able to see the 6 other falls because it's almost dark when we got there. We are supposed to use the shortcut going down, but the guide said that we will use the way we went up. Huwaaahhh.... We are in a total darkness that time. Good thing that we had the tour guide, Joms and Marx (Jene's friends) to help us there.It's almost 7pm when we reached the foot. And mind you guys, it's really tiring and dehydrating. It's like a forty-five minute drive going back to the city. When we got to the inn, we just took a bath and then meet up with Jene and friends to have a very late dinner. We went to Chicken Deli at Lacson Street. Since it's a week-long festivity for the Ilonggos, the street's really full of people. That's what i noticed with the Ilonggos. They spend time and really prepare for that happening.... After dinner, we went to find another place to stay because we are only booked to stay for two days at the check inn hotel and unfortunately we are not able to find any. We just went to the Ice bar to meet up Jene and friends... Of all places, i saw an old friend from college, Perry EscaÑo with Richard Quan. Perry introduced me to Richard. I got starstruck that I forgot to let them meet the girls I'm with. We had Tanduay Ice as our drink and I must say it's good. We stayed there til past 2am then we went back to the hotel to get our things and deliver it to the Bacolod Pavillion hotel where Jene stays then off we go to CeresTerminal for our trip to Punta Bulata White Beach Resort which is a four hours ordinary bus trip from the city. We were not able to make it to the 3am trip so we waited til 4am and then our trip began. It's really a long hour drive, imagine if we took a cab going there, how much will they charge us. Good thing we took the bus for like a hundred and thirty five bucks i believe. Punta Bulata is 156kms south from Bacolod.Imagine how much we have to go through, just to get that tan we wanted. (Our mindset is Palawan, remember?) Finally, the bus driver, "Koya" dropped us at the main road where we can take another ride going to the beach. And to our surprise, we saw nothing but a habal habal or a single motorcycle, and yes, we took a 4.5 km ride going to the beach. It's really a rough road that the 100 bucks they are asking seemed to be a fair price. When we reached the area, it feels like heaven. What's more, we're the only people there apart from the workers there. Sweet.... We did whatever we wanted. Sounds. Drinks. Party. Jene and I went to the right side of the beach to pick some rocks and shells, and there we got the tan we hoped for. It actually rained but good thing it only lasted for a few minutes but even if it did, it didn't stop us from staying in the sea. That time, I thought about not going home anymore but like any story, it has to end, right? We took another habal-habal trip back to the main road with the same drivers. I gave my driver an extra because the road's really slippery yet he managed to be good in it. When we got to the main road, we missed the bus and so we waited almost half an hour to get another one. We had like another 4 hours drive to Ceres Terminal and off we go through a cab going to the Bacolod Pavillion hotel where we stayed. Glad that Joms found a room for us in the same hotel where they are. We had a few drinks, enough to make us sleep. Well, i was the last one to sleep. We woke up the next morning with the following agenda: Fruitstand (lanzones and mangga), Napoleones, The Ruins, Lunch, Shopping and off we go to the airport. It's really sad that four days of rest already ended. But I'm really glad that Palawan trip's cancelled, if not, we could have not met Jene and friends and experience the beauty of Negros Occidental.

Madamo gid nga salamat.

Umbrella

Have you ever felt hours seem like years? Well, that was I felt last night when I finally had the chance to be with someone I love again. I totally know it was a wrong idea to fall for him but what can I do. He made me feel very important and most of all, he made feel that I exist and matter. What I am really happy about is that he really wanted our meeting to push through so even if it was really raining hard, it did. We decided to meet up at 7eleven Boni, then go to Ayala,Makati and eat pares at the creek side beside People Support, and so we did. We even went to our old office building, RCBC, and chill at the lung center and do what everybody else is doing. It's like a suspect going back to the crime scene a year after the crime happened. That's what it feels like going back to what we considered home for like years already. While we were there, we felt awkward because we no longer know everyone in the area plus we are the only ones not wearing our ID. It was a good thing that he saw one of our colleague still working at the same building in a different company. We shared stories and reminisced until we have nowhere to go to. We decided to call friends, Jay and Abhie. Guess what, Jay has 2 phones and it doesn't ring. Abhie's phone doesn't ring either. We called Bels, who is quite a busy person but nevertheless took our call. Last chance, we called NiÑo who has a shift in Union Bank Plaza, Ortigas. Guess what. Yes, we went to UBK. We took a bus then walked from Galleria to UBK and looked like shit since it was raining hard. Anyhow, i honestly did not care about because I'm with him. While we're there, we saw old friends. Bonding time. They once again laugh about his jokes, punchlines and stories. There's one guy who thought that I am his better half, well I said we're good friends. Indeed. His old team leader said that we look good together even before. Well. That time, I don't know what do or if I should say anything at all. I stayed quiet and just smiled. I still am not used to people seeing us together. We stayed there til past 3am before we decided to go home. We took a cab going to my place. While at the cab, we just held hands. It feels like I wanted to stay there for good but no can do. In every story there should be an ending, and so ours ended too. He just waited till I get inside the gate then off he go. While in bed, I sent him a message saying that I was so happy being with him and he made my day. I also told him i know this is wrong but i do love you and he replied "Same here."

sino si jHude rosales?

yes, yes, me "H". i have no idea who he is, it's probably not even his real name. he doesn't sound very articulate whether he's texting me or talking to me over the phone. he supposedly got my number somewhere and bugs me occasionally at work.

hindi naman ako maarte. i just don't like people i don't know texting me and it's not about work or the band. i have better things to do rather than text people who just use me as a form of amusement.

i will never be good enough so i won't even try

i remember before i had this crush on a co-worker. it wasn't obsession; i still had full control of my mental faculties and even if i had stalker tendencies, i didn't consider it destructive. like i said, i still was very much sane. it didn't feel like i was going to die without him. besides, how can you kill someone who's already dead?

the feeling that i have now for this co-worker is much similar to that, except for the stalking part. but i know myself enough to know that like all other beings i have come to know and appreciate, the feeling for him is fleeting unless i actually get to know him and understand the workings of his mind. then we become friends and it ends there. so the feeling becomes no more than potential energy.

it's not worth it. i can try but something inside me tells me i shouldn't even begin to, because it may all be in vain. you will just go on living your life and you'll come and go and it won't ever mean a thing because you won't even notice that i exist. i will be left with all of the things i should've said had i not been too proud or scared to take the risk of saying three little words that won't even mean a thing to the object they are directed to. i've heard it all before. it has happened more than enough times to make me wasted and despondent. it just brings me back to being cold and unfeeling and empty.

i feel numb already and i haven't tried to fight the battle. even if you show me signs that you might learn to appreciate me the way i do you, it will never come to that. we will be friends, it is not hard. i've never had trouble making friends. it's keeping the feeling locked inside for the friend that i have difficulty with. especially when the friend is perfect. you and i will be friends, and you're already perfect. so do the math because i hate it.

i feel like a voyeur when i look at you too, and more. i find myself quoting myself (because the feeling is the same, you just happen to be way too perfect unlike the last guy):

too many people want you. they all want a piece of you. all i want is just, hell, i don't even know what i want from you. probably an opportunity. to talk. to walk. to listen to music or watch a movie. to do something relevant other than the things we do together now. that's it. that's what i want to do if i get the chance to actually be with you. just you. to touch you. hug you. kiss you. love you.

yes, that's how i feel for you. the same way i felt for him and red and boom and johno and jade and link and all the other men (and women) in my life to whom i've felt connected to but didn't try because it was seriously a precious waste of time and energy to try to convert all that glorious potential energy to movement. a friendship would be ruined, budding or otherwise already flourishing; it's not fucking worth it.

i won't even try to change. like i have said, i've heard it all before, it has happened too many times that i already know how damned it is before it even actually happens. i will never be fucking good enough, there will always be some flaw that will keep you from me and i will be destroyed again and again and again and frankly, i'm too tired to rationalize all these ideas in my head. and do you have any idea what's in my head right now?

it's you, you fucking idiot, all you.

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
-Damien Rice, The Blower's Daughter

*originally posted on http://thisismyownshit.blogspot.com

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