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Thursday, June 09, 2005

dear journal... Feb 6 - April 30

Boredome is my snack.
I can hardly recall anymore
the succession of events and how they came about.

February started easy ..
Grace and i frequented Dencios Makati
since we leave work just about the same time
Jt joins us from time to time..
it has been a long time since we 3 hooked up
together.. Its quite convenient anyway for them
since they just live in a nearby building.

Grace was finally lured by us to hit Xaymaca.
As they were with some of her old friends.
And so on.

At the same time My brother was creating chaos
in the apartment where i was staying ...

We had our mornings at Dencios every other day.
they had their breakfast i had my beer.
just for me to dart to sleep when i get home.
and be free of the fuzz my brother was skeeking
it didn't take long when the building administrator
gave me a warning as my brother was constantly
making trouble in the apartment with some tenants.

I thought twice of throwing him out though..
thinkin it would be so .. unMe..

instead I constantly held Barbecue Parties
in the apartment terrace ..
Morris was always around anyway
my Musician next door neighbor
in the form of an annoyance.

At these times i was intermittently
experiencing the paranoia i was having years ago.
they came back like a cold shower after waking
from a deep sleep ... enchanted dreamdom..
i still have no words to describe it ...
Staying drunk was always the escape route.
perhaps my twin would know somehow exactly
what it is.

To perfect the escape i went out with friends
Randomly partying and hanging out :
I was lucky to have known them, as they had entertained me
or the other way around ...
Rollie, Ivy, Xiao and the rest of the pack
as i was always their very own adaptech Guest..
and im the one who always passes out first ..
being the beer funnel i am .

There was even a time the gang had a jeepney
joyride experience by the baywalk..
Too drunk i was, that not 1 message on my phone
got answered. it was 3am when the only message
i could respond to was Jt and Heidi's ...

I have to meet up with them at Temple Bar.
Jt was already cursing on the phone..
I got out of the Zel's car and went straight ahead
to change clothes in the apartment ...
As i was on my way down ..
The Japayukis were on their way up ...
Jessa was drunk and kept touching my face..
i went ahead anyway...

Temple was about to close ..Luckily
i still made it .. and found them there.
How i miss Heidi .. hahaha..
The Guys were hungry .. So we went straight ahead
From Makati to Malate...
After a Loaded Meal at Aristocrat by the Bay.
We went out to grab some smoke from 711
along with my favorite Strawberry Pocky.
It was Palm Sunday morning ...

Jt told me and Heidi that she wanted to witness
Sunrise by the Bay... I told and remind her that
its Sunset that people come see at the Manila Bay.
Our first one of the Palm Sunday Bloopers.

We where hunting a place to party still.
we have scouted almost all of malate..
and our stroll brought us to a Bar called Dematisse.
as they appear to be the only bar still pumping
with wild energy at that time ...
I cant forget the waitress' name : Charmie.

Me and Heidi drank and it was still not enough ...
the bar closed down at 6:30 ..
i was still up for a karaoke attack.
We hunted down the whole of malate .no go.
we ended up in jupiter makati.. all closed .
except DIGI cafe ... We had a table
by then Jt realized she left her cell phone
on the cab.. we had to bargain some things...
for the cab to come back. he did..
i told him it was a long time i was looking
for person with his virtue ... i still feel
he deserves that kind of gesture from me ..
at that exact instance...
So i told him not worry...My Dad`s a congressman.
some people just dint have enuf a sense of humor.

We offered to payoff the cab his whole boundary
we ordered him breakfast and had him join us
for karaoke ... and so we go .. Party on.
Low on energy i still feel drinking so as Heidi
We left the place .. and ended up at Shell Maya.

And finally we had to split : around 4pm.
The Taxi driver i just hopped in was listening
to the radio : Eric Morales won the Boxing fight
with Manny Pacqiao , I knew it..
Pacqiao was the favorite: i won 4 Grand on my bet ..
just in time when my funds were about to run out.

The Next day...
I woke up with a Super High Fever Hang-Over.
I rang and texted Heidi just before boredom hits
She was still in Jt and Grace's Place with Pao.
and minutes after that . i got a call from the bank
telling me My New Credit card was ready for Pick up
Scratching time it was. So i got up and wore my favorite
BAck to The Future Shirt.
One Dry Monday Morning . . .

So we decided to meet up at Dencios . Again.
This time we had a Brunch with Angel, as Grace
brought her along ... I finished A liter of H20.
After the meal we flew to Greenbelt and went looking
for a place to cool down and Hang Out...
Red Box was it ::: its only 12:00, they open at 1:30
So we went downstairs and had some smoke and juice at Cascada
:: God ! Cigarettes there were twice the price.

KAraoke to Death with Jt, Heidi and Pao fills.
Ka Pao was a Vegetarian Rock and Roller wahha!
After the stint .. We went on to walk and stroll
the Makati streets and as Pao and me ended up on Gweillos
We lost track to Jt and Heidi : We had to look for them .
They were already in the apartment when we made made contact.
So we waited while i was drinking some booze from the bar with Pao When

they arrived Jt finally suggested to go Xaymaca : so we go .
When we got off the Taxi. I realized that i dropped my Pouch on the cab.
Just as i was about to call to report the loss : The Cab came back.
This is really weird ...

We got in and got some drinks
Just as fun was about to brew . the waitress told us
that they dint happen to accept cards as we were out of cash.
even the ATM machine gave up on me :: No shit .
Jt was already damn pissed and so as everybody else.
I always react oppositely to things as i was once told.
but around this time i was allowed to consume mood absorb.
As things may appear to be clear, they are clouded with retention spells.
Some say in every Crisis there's an Opportunity that simply awaits.
Or is it the other way around ?..

So i spoke to the manager and made arrangements
for me to pay everything we had the next day .
Destiny's Accountant was billing us early.
Im` getting used to it.

A few days passed . .
I finally moved out of the apartment .
I guess that was the definite choice to make
Even before i was already hunting for a place hum
it didn't take long before i could find someone to pad with.
Transition was nothing new to me..
But the whole idea of staying with Raz in her Citiland Condo
was shortlived after her cousin from Cebu came by.

Hazalle is a modern day version of Joan of Art
She likes to draw a lot .. ultra talented in many ways.
Seldom i would meet Librans with such refined artistry.
sometimes even the food she has on her plate suddenly turns
into a subject just waiting to be displayed in a gallery.
for three days we hanged out most of the time in her QC apt.
all we did was eat delivered fastfood and drink most of the time.
Too bad she's always tied up with her perthing job.
As to most of us ... Accelimansia.. and i was back to work.

I finally decided to get to meet Irene
although we knew each other for almost a year now.
we never got a chance to hook up..
I was bumming around in the office building
where i spent nothing but playing Tekken5 right next
to the big glass window that overlooks the wide parking space down.
Irene works for the country's leading Fearless Newspaper
She does feature stuff .. although she hasn't told me that
I figured that one out long ago.

11pm was the take off time
She picked Blue Room at Malate since she lives there nearby
She told me they'dd be soon having some tour in India
dunno exactly when it would be .. Told me some of her action-packed
on the job experiences .. Bomb Blasts and stuff.
and also her nephew named Weiland.
The Mini Acquaintance party went well.
Great meeting you Irene ..

BAck in the Office scene ..
Every morning was spent in Allegro Cafe
Drinking Beer with Ann, Jona, Harley and Mon
We became regular Bar and Cafe guests having Beer bursts at Sun up.
One occasion we got invited by Christian to his Condo unit
Chris is an American who grew up in Utah .
He works for another company though.
We had a drink as the guys were on a Druppy.
It was about 1 and i almost forgot
it was my Cousins Wedding and Im suppose to eMCee at the party.
I did not even make it to the reception.

The next day came .. April's last..
I had to pack things up as i was on an invite
To hit Puerto Galera .. by my Adopted friends...
6am i have to be on the Van with my ready stuff..

And Puerto Galera awaited ...

dear journal... April 31 - May 10

Puerto Galera it was.
Seeing people wearing Puerto Galera Shirts,
peeling photos of bikini babes by the beach
and other stories about people's adventure there
was somehow streamed up in my mind that im in for some
unforgettable getaway upon reaching Puerto Galera.

Of course i haven't been there yet.
i guess i was so lambastedly excited about the trip.

I spent the night playing Tekken5
awaiting for dawn to come for us to pack up
Rollie and the gang were perked up for the trip.
Glenn and Patrick were already about to kick off .
along with Jesse who brought along his military issue Binoculars
which for some reason thoughts keep playing in my mind that
somehow it would serve some purpose yet to be thought of
while we are on the island beach ...

The Van was already parked
the Van's A/C freon was smelling awful inside.
We had some delay leaving due to color coding shit.
i always had the best seat inside that Van ..
it takes simple basic knowledge about Astronomy
and Global Positioning for you to know where the Sun
would hit when your headed to a destination ..
just making sure yer window view in the transport isnt
Sunstricken along your way of getting there.. haha

It was almost 10 when we reached the last town
and waited for half an hour before we boarded.

The ferry trip was obnoxious itself
thats according to my Tourism Standards.
in the middle of the trip the ferry boat engine
died off at one point .. I told Rollie jokingly
to take the Bible out of his bag so i could begin..
of course everybody heard it and laugh ..
i dunno about the White Tourists who were also there.

In reaching the island ..
i was hell disappointed .

First there was a Resort called White Beach.
then.. there is no sign of White Sand in the beach.
they were ordinary beach shore sand and not white ..!
but thats ok.. lets see what else they could offer..i thought

So we finally got a room.
Food ? they all serve the same menu and prices.
they all taste the same as well ..
bland Kebab..( whoever started serving that there )

well, i finally got it.
Puerto Galera is one strip of beach
about a kilometer long ...
where people go to spend extra money and tell
Thier friends they had been there ...
along with Thier so-called unforgettable stories
and experiences there .. whatever.

two days more to go in the beach
and im already coming up with ideas how to have fun there.
i slept the whole afternoon.. and when nightfall came
the guys were back after having fun bathing at the beach.
im not new to it anyway, since i grew up in place were people
spend more time eating alongside the beach than diving and floating.
Considering the beaches were better from where i came from.

i guess they were pretty tired when they came back .
i was left with Patrick and Cris to drink along with
i had managed to tag them along to a bar and got some booze.
with my translucent lensed eyes we panged along the Bar
looking for some action..

The guys soon came by ..
we ate along the beach a Bar resto called Tipsy**
the guys soon went stargazing along the beach..
and i was still packed for action..

it was only Patrick who came with me
in my desperate venture in re-discovering the island
of its unnatural resource if theres any ?

we scouted every bar there is
and went on back to the room..
a few moments i went back out..
then i met Lany .
She also having a Breakoff
as everyone else from out of town was.
Of course we talked sense
before nonsense stuff kicks in. haha
and then....... thats it.

She left the next day
as she said she was..

The next day came ..
i wonder what action awaits.
Me and Rollie planned on taking photos at Dusk Morning.
guess i was too drunk the night before and missed it.

As what we were scheduled to do..
Snorkeling was the activity of the day.
This.. i am excited about.
We rented a whole Snorkeling Boat with gears.

At last Puerto was worth it.
We brought along Underwater cams
Lucky we were with our very own inspector gadget
Rollie talllaahhuuuhhuu. haha

Corals are Vibrant enough to be appreciated
when the Spilt water is Clear.
That day it was.. and fish feeding was a Buffet.

as we were enjoying our time there .
another one of the Snorkeling rent boats
anchored right besides us .. this time with load
of Japanese tourists .. most of them dove without vests.
and the day was a frill thrill.
Nature finally touched me.

Back to the Base
another night of poundless drinking again for me.
i thought so.. walkathon again with Patrick.
the long walk sent us to the farthest tip of the beach
Then i discovered COCO AROMA..
the ambiance was like that of Boracay.
had a bonfire straight in front of the bar.
and they are the only bar i think that accepts credit cards.

So we called up the guys and told everybody
this time its my treat .. i carded it though.
The bar plays songs of SADE and Bob Marley
unlike those repetitive dance songs they play
in the beach front bars that gay bar attendants
danced with to attract customers.
too bad Amy left late afternoon.

i guess Coco Aroma
was able to make up for my disappointment.
but not entirely .. my expectations of the place
was still ruined in my thought.
by suggestion i would still pick Boracay.

Back in the City
Shai,Grace and i were Starbucking talking about it..
they said that if your from the Big C
you should try first Puerto Galera before going to Boracay
Too bad i had it the other way around ..
for sure that caused the disappointment..
i miss Boracay .. over my favorite Mocha Valencia.

Robert Fulghum quoted once:
"The world does not need tourists who ride
by in a bus clucking their tongues.
The world as it is needs those who
will love it enough to change it,
with what they have, where they are. "

And i know where i was .. and had been.

Cant wait for the next trip.