manly manila, icky EK

my phone is dead the first minute i step on manila. it's unusable the whole trip and i forgot to bring my charger - charaaaan... very cliche! it's times like this where i want to poke myself endlessly. stupidity always rules with me. so, i braced myself for my mother's enraged after 2 days. she wanted to be updated to this whole journey. needless to say, she is as excited as me to this jaunt.

accomplices (left to right): mike, me, pj, sharon, madz, chindy and boni.

there's no traffic like manila. bumper to bumper is an understatement (ok, that is overstatement). i haven't seen traffic that worst. i almost yelp everytime our bus' face almost kissed the bus in front. don't get me wrong, i like kissing, but for busses, it's a different story.

icky EK. so our first stop is Enchanted Kingdom, hurray! i'm not a big fan of rides but i need to do it coz i paid fortune for this (500 is already a fortune?) and i have this things where i want to face my fears kuno. for a day, i went back to being a kid all over again. i think i shout the most and everytime i'm aware of that, it gets me humiliated. i never shout that loud in my entire life.

Rialto - Simulator Ride. they're showing happy feet.

Flying Fiesta - Wave Swinger. i almost blow my tonsil away. i shouted to much my throat hurts.

Roller Skater - Mini Roller Coaster. it finished way too soon. i don't have much time to be terrified.

Up, Up and Away - Balloon Ride. boring, thats all.

Rio Grande Rapids - River rafting ride. this is my favorite. no overused of heart muscle coz it's not scary. it's pure fun and exciting.. i was screaming too much my mother could hear me all the way from cebu.

Jungle Log Jam - Log flumes. i don't recommend this to those who have heart problems. i'm positive, i left my soul everytime the log jams and crushed into the water. and after this, we don't have the heart to ride the ferris wheel and other rides anymore.

we spent the entire first day in EK and went to Cavite where we stayed for the night. we couldn't thank ate malien (boni's sister) and ate vilma more for being the best hosts. and for the record, i had eaten the best sinangag for breakfast the following day. courtesy of ate vilma of course :D

LRT and MRT. in contrast to the hearsays, there's no difference to the two except to their first letters. it's my first time to ride a train (it's a train, right?), and i had so much fun. i got to see metro manila on a bird's eye view.

stairs and muscle pains. downside of LRT and MRT is to conquer lots and lots of stairs. i could not numerate how much stairs i had taken for 2 days. it gives me muscle pains. my feet hurts like hell. it surpasses all the alay-lakads i had in the past. the walk is tiring that i even forgot how to smile. and if i could just sum it all, i could have reach the everest. but pains paid off, why with all those experiences, it's a lifetime's worth of memories :D

hot sunny day. i loved manila more on the second day. traffic is not that bad and the sun cooperates really well. i was praying for a good weather and i think i must overdo it coz the scorching heat almost cooked us alive. though, i prefer sun burn than to get soaked with the rain. plus, i heard telltales of the floods and i don't have plans of swimming with the garbage.

transpo. we need to ride at least four modes of transportation to go to a certain place - sikad/tricycle, bus, lrt/mrt and jeep, unlike in cebu where everything is a ride away. i never imagine manila to be that big. i couldn't live and work here, i'd be late everyday.

the infamous LBM. i panic the first thing the plane landed on manila, and sad to say, so is my stomach. we aren't in good terms. i "poop" on the nearest mall after we arrived in laguna (EK is in laguna). and then again, i "poop" in EK. twice. i think i consumed a whole roll of tissue papers in there :( 

foodie. i want to try those street foods but i need to be nice to stomach, it's the only one i've got, so, i don't want to upset it more. for safe, we were eating in fastfoods the whole time. i'd rather eat those fatty foods (which i love) than to worried my stomach more. the last thing i want for this journey is a detour to ER (emergency room). and believe me, i don't want to end this trip to a hospital.

language barrier. everytime i hear a person speaks language that i do not, i always thought of them as smarter than me. so, i was smitten of the children talking Tagalog that fast. i envied them. at ang hirap mag Tagalog (there it is). it's painful! it needs more facial expression and more lips twitching (so i thought), i even bit my twisted tongue in the language foray. damn!

malls. trinoma is elegant and mall of asia is gigantic. 

one thing manila has that can't be found in cebu is the unforgivable krispy kreme. did God just made this? coz it is next to heaven!

wallet tale. so, on the way to the airport, i managed to look stupid again. my wallet is AWOL. i don't know what had happened. it was there a minute and then gone the next. and along with the wallet is his bestfriend ATM (card). and just a small trivia, it's the nth time my wallet lost, and it always happened without me knowing where and when the dumb wallet gone. so, everyone, let's say, STUPID! i'm so stupid, mr bean would be jealous!

bloopers:

-nagsige pangita og souvenirs stand in MOA. we then approch one of the guards there.

boni: manong, ah saan po ba ang tindahan nang mga souvenir items dito (basta mao na ang point ni boni nya wa lang siguro natarong og relay)

guard: (said something inaudible to cebuano ears, pointing his fingers to nowhere, of course we don't understand a thing.)

chindy: (to the rescue) yung mga abubot na pampasalubong ba.......

guard: ah may "Kultura" na store dyan:

all: (not satisfied of the answer. hello! may ganyan din sa cebu, we need something manila-esque)

me: (to the recue number 2, tuga-tuga, nya nagsalapid diay to ang dila) ah manong! taga cebu kasi kami, tapos... (wala ko pahumana ni manong)

guard: aw taga cebu diay mo? ah, sige magbisaya ta..

- hala, pinahirapan mo pa kami manong!

overall assessment: manila is for vacation only, not my type of place to work and to live-in.. it's more chaotic than cebu.

let the pictures do the talk.

heart's day

i woke up this morning disintegrated from the harsh reality of the world - which every morning is. it seems like all the information faded away when i sleep. so, i try to fill pieces of information in my tiny little brain about the world as it really is and not as i want it to be!

then, i take a moment to ponder on what day i was in. so, today is......... (face twitch) okay, just let it pass..

i was planning to wear my maroon blouse, but i think that's not a very good idea. i would like to stay farthest away from the love color as much as possible - anything that has a hint of red. coz i'm pretty sure it'll burn my skin. (it's just a feeling!)

then on my way out, i tried not to notice the love-y, gooey couples on the streets. avoiding anyone that comes in pairs. anything on duo gives me a headache, so, i immediately look on the opposite direction. i even hate those two innocent dogs on the sidewalk, thinking they are an item.

and i am almost sure cupid came last night and magically turn cebu into a garden. coz, flowers sprout everywhere. circus must have dropped by also coz teddy bears and balloons and chocolates covered the whole city. (okay, that is a little bit of exaggeration! a little bit) they are all red and heart-shaped and happy and lively. which makes me sick. they're screaming to my face like "we are all happy except you". could i just excuse myself while i'm in a coma for a day?


it's a surprise i reached the office alive. ha! it's just that all those PDAs is too much to bare. it suffocates me. 

then, unexpected thing happened.  someone gave me 'something'. yay! i left from my desk for a while, then oopps! 'something' is on my keyboard when i returned. he/she uses a petname that only some knows. so, i'm thinking it's my friend, madz. though, she swore she didn't do it, but my finger still pointing at her. nevertheless, i have one less reason not to hate this day. ladies and gentlemen, "prankster of valentines day" award goes to madelyn alberca.. it's either you or you.. kaw jud to madz! tug-an!! i still thank you though, you made my heart flutters. and that is called happiness. i have a happy heart :D

btw, thank you mama and tatay for the greetings! that is a whole lot reason not to dislike this day!.. 

now, i can say, happy valentines day!!! and cupid, i begin to like you more. i think i'm joining your fan's club.

inset: before i hit "post" button, janice [orit] give me a choco mint truffle.
note: this is just my inner demon talking. i'm really not that hateful \\//. ask everyone.

bisaya ispesyal

digging my mother's native tongue. 

excerpts from a conversation between me and checa. some part have been cut due to privacy issues..

elevator dings

awkward moment is when you get out from the elevator on the wrong floor and had just realize it when you saw the number 5 on the left wall which means you are a floor earlier. then you're afraid to turn around so, you just wait for the elevator door to ding so as not to see the sick look that may plastered on your co passengers' faces for your folly.

stupidy is when you get in on an elevator while the "arrow-up" lights up and had just realize the mishap when it lifts you up. you want to curse and blame anyone but yourself. so from 6th, you went to the 11th floor (which is the last floor for this bldg) when all you wanted is to go down to the ground floor. of course you didn't get out because you need to be in the ground floor. then came the 3 [construction] men with crazy yellow hard hats, hitch on in and have this strange looks. you don't blame them coz at that time, the only operational floors are from 1 to 6 and the rest is under construction. they probably think, "what the heck is this brainsick doing here?". and for the record, you are just thinking the same. so, you pretend to have all the time in the world and you need to spend some of them on that stupid rectangular cube. you're still poise, but deep inside, you want to borrow those hard hats and smack it on your head.

it happens.. at least for me :(

the day

1/28/2011


it's my birthday. so, i decided to be a queen and do whatever i want. first, i decided to have a fever. called in sick to work today. oh! bring  back that eyebrow down, normal people do that all the time. give me a break, it's my birthday.

a regal needs to amuse herself, so, i jumbled the best way to entertain myself on a lazy morning. yeah! movies!!.. good thing the rugrats (aka sisters) aren't home, so i have all the floor to me.

then, minutes later, i felt a sudden pang of pain in my stomach. this must be to all of the unfriendly air i unconsciously stock in tummy while sleeping. damn this mouth. i must left it open the whole time i went to dreamland. it'll be gone, i soothed myself. sure enough, the pain eases awhile later. but, before i even comforted myself and load the dvd to the player, there it back again. this time, more painful. oh, this is not good. i tried to stay calm. maybe if i watch something funny, i divert my attention to anything but pain.

i almost sure the universe decided to punish me when the pain increases as time passes by. having noone to ask for, i went out to the nearest drugstore with baby steps so as not to add more tension to my stomach. and along the way, i pause once in a while when pain hits again. i must look weird coz people tend to stop and stare at me as i pass by. then i remember, i wear my face straight from bed. did i comb my hair? oh, i could not even care less. i am a queen!

i want to buy the whole drugstore but i settled on 3 kremil-s. tuga tuga, 20 ra day to ang dala kwarta.

i drank all three of them. thinking the pain eases faster the more pills i take. that's how things work, right? the more the better! hey, i'm good in math. i don't care on overdose. 

i could not count how many times i puked, and i don't even had anything in my stomach since i woke up.

and to those who said that "crying wont help", well, i totally am with you, but my eyes aren't. tears just came down involuntarily. can't help it.

lord, if this is my end! can you, at least, let me eat a piece of my birthday cake!

i am not that religious, much more a hindu, but at that time, i am certainly sure that "karma" is true. coz i've experienced it, bigtime!

all hail to the queen!

bloopers:

text-ing one of my friends..

me: hoi! ni greet baya ko pag b-day nimo hap!

(hay! kay pa-greet sad diay!)

kung kaagi mo ug grade/high school. ka relate mo ani!! 

this makes me smile :)