worst blog ever... random thouts...

"well do you even wonder where all you happy thouts has gone..."

I love to travel... Give a chance to talk to my self, reflect and plan... Recently, im in a strugle... Im fighting against myself... Hopefully it will be over soon...

(awts... Stiff neck!!!)

I dont know what to say... I just want to blog... So difficult to be positive in life... You'll get all the beating... But it wont stop me... I need to stay focus...

(anung surname ni mary?! sirit?! E di christmas...)

Last night, lights off at aroung 10:30pm... I cant sleep! I know that im sleepy, yet somethimg keeps me awake every time my body enter a trance to silence...

(what the hell am i saying...)

Im on may way to batangas city... Check some outlets' and im done... Hopefully we go home to manila today...

Pieces of Baguio

Last week I was assigned to travel north to check our product status in the said area. As I drag my self to the bath room at around 4:30 in the morning and traveling at lease 5 hours. We reach Dagupan and stay there for a night in our office mate's house. The next day, again we travel for 2 hours to reach the summer capital of the Philippines. We stay their for 2 days and 1 night doing our task but still we were able to manage to take some time off to enjoy the place.

I was able to go see Tam-awan Village (the one being brag by di licop in one of her blogs) and see the indigenous aesthetics and exquisite Cordilleran craftsmanship. Ifugao house and Kalinga house where in display where you can actually came in and experience how they live.

I was caught by an Ifugao house called fertility hut, where a couple after living together for a year where not able

to produce an offspring. They will live in the fertility hut for a month while a shaman performs a ritual offering to a male and female bulols. When the time expires, that will be time they will be allowed to look for other partners to know which one is incapable of giving an offspring. As we follow the trail, we found our self inside a house where you need

to bend down to enter. The house is filled with painting from local artist. I don’t if they are on sale but believe me… they are pretty.

After tam-awan, we cross the street where you will find museum named “Arko ni Apo”. There is a mini café where soya coffee partnered with cookies is served. Soya coffee taste… hmmm… good! I love it; it has that strength of the coffee and the after taste of a soya, followed by a sweet biscuit.

After a cup of coffee, we look around at the museum and found out that the man they called Apo is Sir Ben-Hur Villanueva, A Filipino sculptor, painter, educator, lecturer, and art entrepreneur based in Baguio City, and was Cone of the artists who first established the Baguio Arts Guild. He has also served as a president for the Society of Philippine Sculptors (SPS), as Art director for the Ephpheta Foundation for the Blind, Inc., and as vice president-treasurer for Unesco’s International Art Association (IAA). –Wikipedia-

We also visit Oh My Gulay - Artists Cafe of Kidlat Tahimik. Here you can see more work of arts. This veggie resto is located at the session road.

Saturday morning, we wake up at around 7:30am, prepare breakfast, pack up and then head to Burnham Park to witness the G-Sting Soccer only to find out that they do it in the other soccer field which I don’t know where. I took some pictures of children getting ready for a game instead then head out to Lourdes Grotto.

The Grotto is located on a high hill in the western part of the city where you will find the image of the Lady of

Lourdes. It has 252 steps and a small path for a vehicle to pass through which I think where provided for the disable and elderly who wants to visit the Lady of Lourdes.

Our next stop is the Bell church, I think it’s a Chinese cemetery and a temple combined. It’s located north of the downtown area of Baguio along the road leading to the town of La Trinidad, Benguet.

Hmmm… I think that’s it, that’s my work with leisure in the beautiful city of pines… hehehe! Oh… I forgot, I also visit the Mt. Cloud Bookshop located near Victory Liner and the Sky Garden of the only SM with no AC.

Next stuff, fishing with Pat in Dagupan…

...and ill drive for 6hrs and wont mind the distance.

Mohawks

I just had my Mohawk hair do last Saturday... i wasn't expecting that this would come out this good... i just hope that the office would accept such looks... hahaha!!!

It's been a while...

It's been awhile again since my last blog... Last week i was at Palawan for a field work, but all i do is play nba 2k11 in my laptop... I got sick for 2 days and buy some pasalubong at the expense of the company... Hahaha! Wicked... Now im at Laguna for a 4 day work... Hopefully that it will be a productive one...

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string pulled

We cant help it but their will be a time that your patience will be like a glass drained to its last drop... The problem is that you don't have someone to spit it out to... Luckily i have my laptop equipped with NBA 2k11 and Frozen Throne... I'm not the type of person who likes to share problems with other looking for shelter... an advice... or something alike...

I am a scorpio... I am secretive and act strong... I am capable of absorbing other peoples problem, giving them advice. While in my case, i keep it my self, trying to find ways to get my self out the tangle.

I am retentive... its my dark side... i never forget specially on bad things done unto me... i keep it inside of me... and if i have a chance, i get even... i am a very good friend... yet your worst enemy if done bad...

I want it out of me, but im my own worst enemy...

My Daugther

It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, i was playing NBA 2k11 when my mother called me to go down stairs and said "Dito tita mo..." I save my game and went down. I give my tita a warm embrace and ask for her hand for a mano. She is accompanied by my cousin len len and my two pamangkin. I was the host for that day so I need to make them feel comfy for as long as they are in our house.

My pamankin allysa is aloof at first, she won’t play with be but I can feel that she’s just nangingilala. After lunch, again I tried to get into her… after a little baby talk; I was able to make her playing with me… she jumps at me, ask silly question, I lift her and took some photo. She even ask me to dial her mom’s number (my cousin) because she need to tell her that it’s raining and they might not be able to go home.

I love that Sunday, I was day dreaming that I was playing with my own child. She so makulit!!! But it compliments with her pretty face and long black hair. She’s an angel sent to me that afternoon. I won’t forget that moment and I was wishing she was my daughter.

Hard knock jokes...

this week, back and forth we have a shuttle that fecth us to the office and back... Everyone is happy because we are spare of the huzzle going home.

And everytime we are on our way home, we always have a story to tell, like a dark confession you heard late night is a radio station.

Everyone laught so hard that they dont want the trip to end... Luckily, folks in hot seat (center of all jokes) are not mad or something. They were able to play along thou their are joke that are likely, below the belt... others may not be able to notice but the joker and the hot seated folk knows it...

Im one of the person whom you call the joker... And i do know if joke are somewhat below the belt but sometimes unconciously thrown... Sorry for that... Any weist... Its the best ride that an employee cant wait...

see you guys next week...

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