Thursday, March 19, 2009


It was a cold rainy day. I spent the whole day at home sleeping until the honk of a car woke me up. It was Micqui. I stood up and prepared myself. We had dinner at calle cinco while waiting for another friend of mine, Vanessa. We were supposed to meet at the coffee shop however my stomach was craving for food so we dropped by at C5 to ease my aching stomach. After having a good dinner we went to Cups and Lowercase.

For the information of everybody, coffee shop is a place me and my friends usually hang out. We update our lives and talk about anything over coffee. Cups and Lowercase is a bit different from the usual coffee shop since it has a live acoustic band in it. I like the place so much. The interior design is unique as well. In fact, of all the coffee shops I have been, this one stands out from the rest.

While we were there taking advantage of the cozy ambiance, my friends kept on teasing me because I was glued on my mobile phone. They did not know that a friend of mine was pouring his heartaches out over yahoo messenger. I was thinking then that it is so rare for a guy to be stuck in a past relationship…I mean it has been almost a year and yet he has not gotten over it…pretty weird. He probably thought I can rescue him from that situation. Thus I gave him my opinion regarding his problem. I told him to move on and go on with his life….the usual words of comfort. It was a busy night for me. I was doing two things at the same time…lol…conversing with my friends while cheering a friend thru text. We did not notice that it was getting late until the band stopped playing. We posed and took pictures for a while and went home.


2008 has been the worst year in my entire life. It is pretty ironic since number 8 is known to be a good luck number. But for me it was not. It was a shattering one. In all aspects I was challenged as a person. It was indeed the hardest part…I can not put into words the exact emotion I was feeling then. One thing was absolute…I was facing such a big trial and living with it each day was terribly difficult. Everything was a mess. I was at my weakest.
People were unaware of what I was going through since there was no trace of sadness on me in spite of the things that bother me. They did not know that I was trying to be strong for myself and for other people. Some of them even made me a shock absorber without knowing that I was carrying such a heavy load myself. I was trying to smile by hiding all my tears. I was living in pretense. I was trying to be numb.
I told myself that this was a just a test of my faith. Going through the process of acceptance requires so much strength and I did not have that kind of power yet because I felt so helpless. The only weapon I had was prayer. And my constant encounter with God helped me in many ways. I accepted reality and tried to live with it slowly. Life is still beautiful and will always be beautiful no matter what.

Friday, March 13, 2009

canibad island

It was my first time to go to Canibad Island and the whole trip was absolutely exciting. My friends and I left at more or less 5pm and we arrived at 7pm. It was a long journey but nevertheless it was fun.The natural beauty of the place moved me...very fine white sand...the beautiful scenery...lush green coconut trees...pristine waters...everything was amazing. It was a good place to relax because not so many people hang around. It was serene and placid, just right for people who want to get away from stress. Unfortunately we didn't have ample time to scrutinize the place because we were rushing to go back for some important reasons.

I've heard from a friend that Champ together with his band is coming over here to do a concert. I am an avid fan of this sensational band. I admire their musicality because of its depth. I actually saw them perform years back at the Venue and they did really well. It was a two thumbs up concert. I was so fortunate to get to know the good looking vocalist at that time. I felt so star strucked conversing with Hale's alluring frontman. No wonder people are drooling over him.I want to see them live again and fall in love with their songs. Welcome back HALE!!!MWAH

ode to a friend

this poem was written by me for a friend way back in college...

Though I've known you for such a short while
You've proven to me that you're one of a kind,
An extraordinary pal who's ready to..

...listen in everyhting I say
...make me smile when I'm awfully exhausted
...regale me when I'm not in the mood
...offer pieces of advice when I'm doubtful of what my action should be
...understand me when thing go wrong.

The profundity of your thought and insights
Have enriched my life indeed, making a big difference
Into my monotonous existence.
Unaware you are perhaps but I've gained a lot from you
That's why I appreciate your candidness and your ability
To speak your mind out.

There coudn't be too many men as thoughtful, attentive
And wonderfully tender as you are.
Mere words are not enough to express my deepest gratitude
To you who has been extra nice and understanding.

You're not only a friend whom I can rely to
You're a hero as well, ready all the time
To do anything for others without expecting a reward.
So with all my heart I thank you for sharing yourself to me
And spending your time with me.