Summer, Cebu and Me.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.

Oh how summertime reminded me so much of Cebu. It only took a month long beach hop-till-we-drop, endless roadtrips, luscious foods, unlimited redhorse, funfilled days and boozeblast nights, and the beyond compare "LOL" moments in between. Those and all gradually changed my life. I was never the same. Summer have never been and will never be the same.

Pangungulila

Nangungulila ako sa'yo.

Hindi ko maapuhap ang mga katagang magbibigay ng kahulugan sa lambong na dulot ng pangungulila ko sa presensya mo. Nais kong ikulong ka sa aking mga bisig ngayon ngunit tila malupit sa akin ang panahon at pagkakataon. Napakalayo mo.

Lubhang napakahirap pagmasdan ang pagpapalitan ng dilim at liwanag kaalinsabay ng unti-unting ring napipitas na panahon na wala ka sa aking tabi. Ang mga umaga na tila naghihintay din na masilayan ka sa kanilang pagdungaw sa silangan. Ang mga takipsilim na wari'y nananabik din mahimlay sa init ng iyong kandili at kapagdaka'y iuuyog ng malamyos na hangin ang alingahot ng maghapon sasal ang taimtim na dasal na sana sa bukang liwayway ikaw ang unang magisnan. Subalit hungkag ang mga isiping ito. Napakalayo mo.

Nangungulila ako ng labis sayo mahal kong.... Mindoro.

:)

Essay and How I passed grade school.

" What I want to be when I grow up? "- There at one corner of that four walled, well ventilated classroom, was this kid stuck in that question.

I was not a witty kid. I never excel in anything aside from " most sickly" neither received awards except " steroids sucker " (as what my doctor called me) for taking in 12 tablets of steroids a day, a maximum intake for a then 10 yr old me.

You can now visualize from that point how "school" treated me and vise versa.

Probably the most brutal part of it was taking the exams I literally didn't have the foggiest idea. Next best thing was failing. Ah. However, there was one subject I consistently and inexplicably passed with flying colors.

ENGLISH. naks!

You might get the wrong idea, I was not good in grammar or literature for that matter. I understood a few and the rest were pain in the head. You know the bonus part? Essay. Teehee. Thank God I mastered the art of blabbing in a ranting sort of way. :) And to whoever invented it, i can kiss your ass now fella. :))

After getting all soaked up with my own sweat, I started to write a sentence.

" When I grow up I want to be Happy. " All it took was a sentence and I was on my way to 10 points score for an excellent essay.

Well, that was history. =)) :))

Sharing my cup :)

Limang minuto lamang ang kinailangan ko upang pagtibayin at simulan ang aking desisyon na PAGBABAGO. Bagaman ilang araw rin na minumuni muni ng payak kong utak kung gagawin ko ba ito? Ewan. Sa anong kadahilanan? Ewan. Kailangan ba talaga? Ewan.

Basta gusto ko lang. Papalag ka? >:)

Klik dito. Klik dun. Sa isang bigla, naging COFFEE TABLE ang blogsite ko.

Bakit Coffee Table?

Uhm. Sa totoo lang wala nmn akong coffee table. Kung saan saan ko lang pinapatong ang kape ko. Basta solid surface na hindi sya matatapon, kahit sa loob ng kubeta pa yan, keri lang. May mga pagkakataon na gusto kong bumili lalo na pag napapadaan ako sa appliance center pero naisip ko din na may mas marami pang importanteng bagay ang dapat ko paglaanan ng pera at hindi kasama dun ang coffee table.

Kaya ito, bunga ng obsession para sa isang coffee table, ang tema ng aking blog.

A refreshing way to start back to square one is to share my cup. :)

Loveletter :) because it's a letter full of love. :)

Dear Tatay at Nanay,

Parang kailan lang kami ay mga uhugin pa. Mga musmos na ang tanging langit ay ang maglaro ng tumbang preso sa gabi, gumawa ng papel na manika, maghalu-haluan na ang yelo ay dinurog na piraso ng semento, gumawa ng langis sa mga pinigang dahon ng gumamela, magpalipad ng saranggola sa likod ng bahay, tumambling sa uhutan, mag-dive sa irrigation pagkatapos ng eskwela, umakyat sa puno ng may puno.. at marami pang iba. Mga bagay na inuulit ulit kong alalahanin habang ako’y malayo sa inyo. Mga bagay na nananatiling langit sa nahihinog ko nang utak.

Sinong makakapagsabi na noon kami ay gulping hahamit sa laugan? Na hindi mapatali ang mga paa namin pag nasa labas na lahat ang aming mga kalaro at kami na lang ang kulang para sa dampa-dampaan. “Maglinis ng bahay. Maghugas ng pinggan. Magwalis ng bunsuran.Punuin ng tubig ang banga. Pag natapos saka lamang maglalaro “ Duet pa mandin kayong dalawa sa litanyang yan araw araw. Swerte na pag natapos ng alas dyes. Pag inabot ng siesta, paktay na, isang pilit na tulugan naman. Sige ka, pag hindi natulog magiging utdo daw at hindi na malaki. Ay hanep! Sana ay uso na ang cherifer nun para hindi na kailangan matulog sa tanghali. Anung hapdi ng mga mata namin sa pagpikit na kunwari ay tulog para payagan na magtumbang preso pag papalubog na ang araw. Pag nakalusot naman at nadala sa pakiusap na maglaro kahit walang siesta, mamaya ay siguradong abot abot na ang sipol ni Tatay kasabay din nun ang naghahabulan naming mga paa pauwi sa bahay.

Lumaki kaming hubad ang pagkatao sa mga kritikong marahil ay naghihintay na kami ay magkamali o maligaw ng landas. Mga tao na handa kaming pukulin ng bato sa isang baluktot na gawi.Same people, same crowd, same critics.. mula noon hanggang ngayon.

The hardest, being your children, is to maintain the standards the society had set with us being the example. Sabi nga, one wrong move and you’re dead. Mahirap, in the sense na , kahit na pagkakamali na namin, these critics has a way to bounce back the negative comments sa inyo. That part was unbearably painful sa akin.. sa amin.. kasi alam namin na nasasaktan kayo. Our shortcomings are not yours. When we sin, that doesn’t make you a sinner. We’re no angels. We make mistakes once in while pero hindi po big sabihin nun ay hindi kayo naging mabuting magulang.

May nasulat akong essay nung 2nd year highschool ako.Ang pamagat ay “ What I Will Be 10 Years From Now”. Hirap na hirap ako maglatag ng mga ideya kong karera nuon.Una, malay ko bang mahirap pala kitain ang pera? Hinihingin ko lang nmn iyon sa inyo. Ikalawa, matagal pa yung 10 years, bakit po-problemahin ko agad yun? I’ll cross the bridge when I get there, sabi ng utak ko. I came up with a crappy essay with a sensible ending. Haha! Here to show off the last part :D

“ What I Will be 10 Years From Now”

I’m not really sure.Teacher. Nurse. Doctor. Writer. Musician. I can’t be just a bit of everything I want.I might change my mind every now and then and just be a simple house wife?But whatever and wherever life takes me 10 years from now, successful in my own field or not, I’m certain I’ll remain to be the loving daughter to my parents and loving sister to my siblings. Years won’t change a thing."

Mahirap i-criteria ang pagiging mabuting magulang dahil sabi nga nila, lahat ng magulang hangad ay mabuti lamang para sa kanilang anak. Things kinda get messy on this process, some kids aren’t that “accepting” while some parents keep on “insisting”. You know how it went after.

Isang bagay lang siguro. Pag malalaki na ang mga anak at nagkaron na ng sari-sariling buhay yet still at the end of the day, in the depths of their hearts, they wanna go home.

I do... with much anticipation.

With much longing,

Ur-super-daughter-wannabe ♥

"Gusto ko lang naman ng Mcdo fries eh." :)

Girl: "girlfriend mo na ba ako?"

Boy: "ayoko nga..di pa ako ready eh."

Girl: "ha?"

Boy: "demanding ang mga girlfriend.. gusto gan'to, gusto ganyan..ewan!"

Girl: "gusto ko lang naman ng Mcdo fries eh.. "

Boy: " talaga?! "

♥♥♥

I love how Mcdo ads got me happy cells population boost! Remember Gina and Lolo? little Frankie singing and her mega mom? and now the two kiddos...

I love how the ad showcase both the innocent and witty side of kids these days. I love how the lines were delivered, that certain struggle for words, the almost mumbling tone of the boy, both their acting were very raw yet very real. I love how it brought me down on memory lane.. those carefree days and me, a kid who just wants fries.

Mcdo's " LOVE KO 'TO " really has the kick.

and oh, for the single ladies out there, if you want a boyfriend, go crave for fries. Nothing else. >:)

Who Was I?- Juris Fernandez

Isa kang halimaw Juris. :))

Chorus:

Who was I? When I keep your tears from falling?

Who was I? When I come to ease your pain and sit by your side?

Who was I? To believe that I was your bestfriend

Was I just another memory to forget?