The Awesome Malapascua Adventure
Tuesday, October 30, 2007It was almost like we we were in the Reality TV series Survivor. The participants: Michelle, Bekah, Kuya Mike, Ced, and me. No rented rooms, no resort, no electricity, Just a dilapidated shack whith holes on its ceiling, sleeping bags, a portable stove, lighters, rhum and coke, Beka's and Mich's whole kitchen in a pail, noodles, oats, veggies of all sorts, condiments and spices, even popcorn. We all met at Mich's place in Mactan so we could leave together.
Mactan to Maya
Departure from Mactan: 4AM
Travel time: ~ 4 hours
Mode of Transportation: Hitch a ride with Joey and Anne (who were scuba diving in Malapascua)
Payment: None. Free. Hurhurhur.
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Some of the exciting things you can do on a 4 hour trip: sleep.
Travel time: ~ 45 minutes
Mode of Transportation: Ferry Ride
Payment: Php40.00 per person
1st image: Anne, Joey, Kuya Mike, Mich, Ced, and Bekah. 2nd image: Mich and her Uncle Mike, the coolest uncle niece combo. 3rd image: Bekah , me, and Ced.
When we got to Malapascua, Joey and Anne stayed on the main beach. The five of us went to the other side of the island where there's no resort, just local houses, fishermen's boats and a whole stretch of awesome beach. We just paid Php20.00 per person for the motorcycle ride that would take us to the other side of the island.
The only not so nice thing about the whole trip was the sun kept hiding behind the clouds! But that never dampened our spirits and in fact, the rain added adventure factor to the whole thing because we had no real shelter! Just a dilapidated shack with holes on the ceiling! It was pitch black at 7PM because like I said, no electricity. We cooked on Ced's portable butane stove and 3 stones that forms a triangle and used dead, dry leaves to make fire. We cooked noodles, vegetebale stew, pasta, oats, hell even popcorn (yummiest popcorn by the way.)Who said you need lots of monies to get on an adventure?
It was one of the best trip I've ever had. Just amazing.
See more pics here: http://vishadomini.multiply.com/photos/album/13
And videos here: http://vishadomini.multiply.com/video
`sj
When it is what it is.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
When you are in a circumstance where there's no other option but to go through it, and no amount of cussing, or shouting will make any difference, accept your circumstance, and smile.
I was writing a dear friend about what I went through last night and I'm posting it here to share it with everyone as well.
Smiles and laughter should always be in abundance. Even in the face of adversity.
After work yesterday, I hitched a ride with Steven. He was on his way to Mactan so he couldn't drop me off where he usually does and since we were still having fun talking, we agreed that he drop me off Gaisano Super Metro in Mandaue. It's far from my place but I told myself maybe I could check out their shoes and clothes–if I'm lucky, I could find a really good bargain. Also, maybe they have flavored Quaker Oats in the grocery department. So I went down at Gaisano Super Metro. After an hour of browsing through the shoe shelves and clothes racks, absolutely nothing caught my fancy. So I decided to go down to the groceries and buy my Quaker Oats.
After I bought 8 packs each of my favorite flavors (Strawberry, Cinnamon Roll and Hazelnut), I was ready to go home. When I got out of Metro, it was raining HEAVILY, and I didn't have an umbrella. Hundreds of people were outside waiting for jeepneys and taxis. Note: It was my first time there, and I was alone. I didn't know where to go or where to get a cab. People were all over the place, the rain was making fun of everyone, everyone does not trust everyone, everyone was desperate to go home, and despearate times call for desperate measures. I was out there running in the rain, hailing cabs,getting inside only to have my ass rejected by the cab drivers because my place was the other way around.
On my way back to the shed, an elderly woman opened her umbrella right into my face making the entire length of the umbrella's cloth wipe my face before it came to a full open (I am now convinced I have superhuman powers to control my anger). By now, I was dripping wet from head to foot, my shoe was about to give up from the abuse, and to think that the ONLY thing I bought from that place was QUAKER OATS! I was ready to cry and scream… Then I decided to cross the road and stand in the rain for however long it would take. A little later I finally got a taxi. When I got in, I swore I am never going back to that place again… then I smiled… then I laughed… Were the 24 packs of flavored quaker oats I bought worth all that trouble? HELL FUCKING YEAH! You have no idea how much I love my Strawberry, cinnamon roll, and hazelnut flavored quaker oats.
But still, I am never going back to that place alone again! Hahahah!
`sj
Funny grin on my funny face.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
It's funny… how a "You have a new message from…" can make me jump out of my skin from excitement… and make me smile and daydream for days at end. I am such a funny girl.
Goodbye to the 10 year old habit.
It's been 3 days since my last cigarette. This time, it's gonna work because I'm doing it for myself and not for anyone else. Sure, I get the urges and the crazies sometimes and it's a real awful mental and emotional struggle. Sometimes, I get this mental image of wanting to smash myself against a wall. Yeah, it's that insane. The withdrawal symptoms are just as awesome.
I can has hadaches.
The attitude from hell.
I stuff my mouth with just about anything. (Don't even start getting funny ideas. Hell hath no fury like a woman going through cold turkey)
Major spacing out. Dude… wait… fuck… what…?
Dizziness/numbness/lightheadedness almost similar to a trippy feeling. (why the fuck do hippie-looking characters keep crossing my mind??)
The constant urge to punch someone in the face.
Mental cussing galore. Hahaha! Fuck.
I am so gonna fucking make it. So help me God.
`sj
My Landmark Weekend
Monday, October 15, 2007
Words will fail me. It was just intense. Amazing to say the least. I don't think I can thank my company enough for giving me my Landmark Forum.
I cannot write how or what I went through because there are just no words to describe it.
WTF?!
Monday, October 8, 2007A certain "BrOkEn-HeArTeD Society" requested to be added to my friends list in Friendster. He/She/It could be meaning well, but it rather induced a sudden, and involuntary "FUCK, WHAT?!" statement right out of my mouth.
First off, I am NOT broken-hearted, thank you very much. Being single is not synonymous to being broken-hearted. I am having the time of my life for being able to do whatever I want and not having to account to anyone. Of course I am not closing my doors to a romantic relationship, but until an awesome guy comes and sweep me off my feet, I would like to stay single.
Second, read #8 of my Pet Peeves post here.
I don't mean to sound rude but no, thanks.
`sj
Weekend Madness Part 1
Friday 9-28-07
The evil ampao girls (Mich and Bekah)…gate crashing a party… free shots and beer… dancing… the austrians man-whore and oliphant… casino… ice-ream… siomai sa Tisa and chorizo… man-whore singing HALIK <- winner!
Saturday 9-29-07
The evil ampao girls (Ced and Jilly)… Outpost… rhum-cola and more beer… Man-whore and Oliphant… great conversations… Pump (not fun)… and the party that was not there… Sizzling gambas and bicol express 
Sunday 9-30-07
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Cosmic encounters
I'm still trying to figure out what hit me. It was gone as soon as it came. It hit me so fast my head is still spinning.
So now I'm still trying to relish the aftertaste. The smell still lingers.
But it's gone. It never meant to stay.
It was a moment suspended in time, and space. But it was beautiful while it lasted.
Now the world has started revolving again.
Now life must move on.
