Iloilo Escapade

Whew! Kaila mog hang over?

It was like I just survived from a tornado blast that lasted for a week! I was not able to really enjoy the week-long Founders Day. How could I when my mind is full of nothing else but the materials for the yearbook? How could I possibly enjoy the different activities that were arrayed for this grand event when I have a bunch of things to do, people to communicate with, and a whole lot more? And how could I possibly feel the excitement when I'm all disappointed and upset by some people with crazy ideas and decisions? Geez... That was indeed one hell of a week!

Anywayz, on the brighter side, we were finally able to submit the final materials for the printing of the yearbook. Yipppeee!!! We submitted everything right after the end of the Founders Day as we still need pictures from the Hugyawan Festival, the last activity.

Our four-day stay in Iloilo was indeed a blast. Though most of our time there was spent proofreading, checking and editing, we still had fun. We were brought to Iloilo's finest restaurants every night and we got to tour around the city. Thanks to Makinaugalingon Press' hospitality (*wink).

We thought that trip will end up also with a lot of fun. Unfortunately, when we were on our way home, we experienced the scariest ride in our lives ever. The weather wasn't really good that time that the ferry boat that we were riding on was struggling through the giant waves along the way. It was like a ferris wheel ride. Luckily, we were able to arrive in Bacolod safe and sound. We talked about that experience then, and we found ourselves laughing over the things that we did while we were still in the middle of the angry sea. Then I thought, what if that was really our end there? I still got a lot of unfinished business here on earth, you know. Then, I wouldn't be able to see the fruit of our labor- the printed yearbook; I wouldn't be able to give my staff my last instructions (*wink); I wouldn't be able to distribute my pasalubongs; and our names and pictures will then be in the yearbook with this bold letters on top: IN MEMORY OF... waaaahhh!!! Crazy thoughts, eh? I shivered by the very sound of it.

Thank goodness we are still alive and kicking. My only prayer that time is for the Lord to guide the boat safely to the port. And He did. God is really good to me, despite everything.

Anywayz, here are some of the pics during that very unforgettable experience we had in Iloilo:

The Irony of Life

Someone: It just feels so awful knowing that the very person whom you consider to be the closest person in your life suddenly turns you down. The very person whom you consider to be the most important just look at you 'lowly'.

Me: Huh? Hmmn... does it have something to do with _ _ _?

Someone: Do you know the feeling when people ridicule you, and no one stands by you? No one defends you?

Me: Duh... That just goes to show... and why would you care anyway? Don't you know that more people appreciate and admire you than those who scoff at you?

Someone: (pouting) But I don't care about those people. What I only care about is how that person sees me and gives me even a little importance.

Me: (shaken, but struggled to keep calm) So, you mean... Ai... just never mind...

Someone: Do you know how bad it feels when that someone tells you, right in front of your face, that you are USELESS??? When that person yells at you, in front of your friends? It really hurts, you know... (tears started to roll down his cheeks again)

Me: Useless. Root word? Use. Don't you get it? haaaiii... never mind...

(another 20 minutes of silence)

Someone: Well, she is right, anyway. Just look at me. I just look so craggy and ....

Me: Ah ok... So it's insecurity. You're just like that. You've always been like that. And we whole-heartedly accepted you for being like that. If that somebody can't accept you, then....

Someone: To whom will I do everything for? I think I'm losing my focus now.

Me: For yourself at least. You can't let anybody love you if you can't even learn to love yourself. Well, it's your choice,anyway. Misery is your choice. Everything is your choice. If you choose to stay like that, then you will really stay like that. There are so many things you need to do. Just don't look at only one side. There are so many people who look up on you.


This is an excerpt from a conversation I had. Whew! So it's really like that, huh? I just feel bad knowing that he doesn't really care for us, the people who are always behind him and whose arms are always open wide for him. Well, again, it's his choice. Still, we chose to stay by him.

Well, this is life - so ironic. But, I just can't understand why some people keep on trying to fit themselves on the very little space their so-called "important person" gives them. When in fact, they have so many real friends whom they can truly trust, who can understand them more than any other people can, who are always willing to lend a hand, and most of all, accept them as they are.

Love Hurts Day

I really haven't thought that this moment will just come all of a sudden and catch us off guard. Can you believe it? The freakiest, craziest, and the most outrageous people that ever set foot on the surface of the earth, can also get veeerrryyy emotional. No, really..., kidding aside, I was like perturbed upon realizing that an "emotional outbreak" (*wink) is actually happening inside our office. The guys here who have been acting like a toughie have just shown their soft side and the girls have become "cry babies". Is this epidemic airborne or something, or does it have to do with the weather?

Hmmn..., when did all of these start? Who initiated this lunacy? Is it because of this "walking enigma" who cut her hair to lessen her burden, or this "nomad wandering through Nowhereland" who suddenly realized that he has to give up his greatest vice. Well, actually, we can also put the blame on this certain "virus" which some of the Pylonites have greatly enjoyed but eventually just flew away from their grasps, leaving them flabbergasted and dumbfounded. (Sigh) Hmmn... What is this virus called again? LOVE??? Yep, I think that is how it's called.

Anywayz..., even though this spate have affected us both mentally and emotionally, still it has done something good to us. The communication lines unexpectedly opened wider, making loose some of the most "sacred" stuffs we have been keeping after all this time. And we then realized that even through our lowest point, we have each other to hold and lean on.

To memorialize this earth-shattering event in the lives of the Pylonites, we are hereby declaring this day as the heartrending "Love Hurts Day"...

One Spooky Halloween

5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy Halloween!!!

WE welcomed the Halloween with some sorts of absurdities tonight. Well, what else can you expect from a bunch of Pylonites who are spending the holidays in the office?

We took a break from our yearbook tasks and decided to have a countdown for the Halloween in the open courts of our campus, also hoping to catch some spooky events around. We took crazy pictures of everyone and had so much fun. We then found out that we have additional company. It's not only us who had fun taking pictures... Geez..., isn't that spooky?

Buglasan Fever

Every year, the province of Negros Oriental holds the majestic Buglasan Festival. I didn't get the chance to fully enjoy the festivities, but, geeez, I'd slap myself if I wouldn't be able to at least see the booths, the street parade, and the grand fireworks display. Luckily, the other Pylonites shared the same sentiments with me (wink). So, we didn't miss the chance to take pictures of this annual event. I am sharing here some of our pics:

I saw this tag in divinediu's blog. Though she did not really tag me at all, I just felt like tagging myself with this... lol...

I am : outlandish (really...)

I think : of stuffs that shouldn't be thought of...

I know : that things change and nothing is really permanent (even people)

I want : a quiet and peaceful weekend alone...

I have : done the same mistake over and over again (I hate to admit this, but I still do it)

I wish : I'm stronger...

I hate : the people who also hate me

I miss : my old self

I fear : being not good enough...

I hear : my favorite song right now...("♪♪Do you ♫ have to, ♫do you have to ♪, do you have to let it linger ♪♫♫")

I smell : the heavenly aroma of morning coffee...

I crave : for pizza and ice cream... (slurp)

I search : for true happiness and answers to my questions... (well, who doesn't?)

I wonder : if I could right all my wrongs...

I regret : a lot of things. The mistakes I made and the things that I haven't had the courage to do...

I love : many people, though I can't even love myself yet...

I ache : when people don't give a damn to people who care... (ashishishi)

I was not : like this before... My life wasn't this messy... until...

I am not : my real self... I wear a lot of masks everyday...

I cry : when I'm angry and so down...

I believe : that everything is possible... The impossible just takes longer...

I dance : when I feel like dancing...

I sing : the songs that mean something to me and when I want somebody to hear what the song means...

I read : courtroom novels... Just can't resist them...

I don't always : lie... But when I do, I'm damn good at it...

I fight : to survive... (wink) when I have to protect myself and the people I love...

I write : to pour out my emotions and sentiments...

I win : when I see you bleeding (ngeks... hehe)

I lose : when I cry in front of my enemy...

I never : ♪♪really loved you anyway...♫♫ (yeah)

I always : hurt myself... Duh... (wake me up, will yah?)

I confuse : places and directions (yeah, very often...)

I listen : only to those who are worth lending my ears...

I can usually be found : in the office or in my bedroom... (I go nowhere else...)

I am scared : of a lot of things that might happen, of secrets that will be revealed, and a whole lot more...

I need : real people, real friendship, real love...

I am happy : when it feels right and things are perfect...

I wake up: each day as a different person...

I sleep: thinking of my stupid mistakes and thinking of what mask might be fitting for the next day...


Thanks Divinediu... Now, I'm tagging everybody on my blogroll...