summer adventure

just so you know where Mamay and Buboy have gone so far...

Momma and Buboy in Laguna

We finally made our way to our vacay!

Only, we were unfortunate to have ridden a bus with busted AC. Everyone around us were puking because of the heat and dizziness caused by the heat contained inside the bus. It was only until we reached Lucena that the problem had been fixed. That was the only bus ride that I haven’t eaten nor drank anything because of the discomfort. I was worried I might give it a blow too. Thankfully, NJ seemed to be enjoying himself, watching mountains and mountains of coconut trees to pass by. He really was pleased with the trip and was behaved and was generally okay. It is already our day 3 in Laguna but I still did not get the hang of the discomfort that went with the trip. Anyhow, Buboy seems to be happy so far (he is enjoying the stacks of DVD that my sister has…well, I too!). It rains here a lot while in Bikol, it’s already summer HOT.

I haven’t started with any adventure yet…I still have some writing to do, which is an adventure I love more. This weekend, we plan to o on a picnic in Liliw, the shoe capital of Luzon! Hehehehe…and on Saturday, girl’s night out at the LB square. Gotta prepare something fancy for that!

For now, I need to work first so I won’t have to worry about anything this weekend…

Keeping my Fingers Crossed

I got my final grades today!

I was so pleased…I want to SCREAM…THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVING ME THIS CHANCE!!!

So far…hmmm…keeping my fingers crossed…I am now eligible to apply for scholarship!!!…now I have got to tell my ‘sponsors’.

All the dawn-wakings are worth it!!!

All the sleepless hours are worth killing for!!!

I just feel damn good right now!!! Isn’t it obvious? I am breaking syntax rules on my usage of exclamation points!!! Hell, I am on the clouds right now…you know the feeling when you couldn’t contain your excitement because if you show it, you will appear insane and you see halo, twinkling stars and fairies altogether and your eyes brightening up your face?

This is insane!!!

as I've told you before...Single Mothers Rock!!!

Coming to Los Baños

My sister called me last night and invited me to come to Laguna for a vacation. Being the ‘spur of the moment’ gal that I am, I immediately said yes and went on planning everything the fun stuff that me and my son should bring to Laguna. I am so missing the buko pie that I used to neglect when I was living there. Also, I am missing the blue lambanog that me and my barkadas used to share. I missed the university I have spent four years on, my experiences in Los Baños will never be forgotten. For one thing, it is where I have spent my messed up years. While there are the glory days, the place also bears witness to my shame… It is an irony that I am looking forward to coming to the place, and of all reason, to spend vacation. I long walk down the sidewalks that I used to thread to and from attending classes. I missed going for the jeepney rides which took me from the engineering department to the humanities building, my favorite building in the university.

I am looking forward to bringing my son to the university and show him were Mama used to study. I will bring him to the famous Oblation and freedom park. With any luck, I may bump into some old friends and once again relieve the years when we were in plain jeans, shirt and slippers, messing up everything in our lives, sharing problems that used to mean the end of our world, and introduce them to the only person who managed to straightened me up, my son.

It’s actually a nice place. It gave me the opportunity to make something out of my life, it actually did. I learned so many valuable things in that place. It’s like an old friend. Coming back to Laguna will definitely be filled with hellos and more time to spend on my writing… my sister promised to do the babysitting, all she had was two beautiful daughters and was longing for a son, just the perfect diversion for my active and energetic NJ (wink wink!)

Follow up in the News

HERE IS THE NEWS ON THAT FATEFUL FRIDAY THE 13TH




AND HERE'S THE ROTTEN EXPLANATION BEHIND MR. FAJARDO'S DISPLAY OF 'GREATNESS'



HIS/HER PR COACH MUST HAVE BEEN A TEN-YEAR OLD CHILD...DON'T YOU THINK SO?

LISTEN UP all the BOYET FAJARDOS IN THIS COUNTRY!!!

“Who do you think you are?!!”

YEAH, you read it right sir. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?

To my generation, of ages approximately 20-25, a certain Mr. Boyet Fajardo wouldn’t ring a bell. A ‘masa’ like me would not even have any idea of who that person may be or what he does or whatever he is famous for. In further digging down information about this certain person, I have learned that his name must be something big in the Philippines RTW business. Quite an honor to be connected on his name, but the March 13, 2009 incident at the Duty Free Fiesta Mall is an eye opener to such egotistical person whom I could have adored rather than hated today.

Thanks to pep.ph, I have been told of a story that so many Filipinos probably heard, a scenario that may be too ordinary, the society may have been blinded by the bashes of people of ‘claimed’ status, who commands god-sized egos to expect to be worthy of some treatment that bespeaks RESPECT, and ultimately become a taboo.

Last Friday the 13th, a certain Boyet Fajardo, in his display of magnanimous ego and bratty nonsensical argument, have given a Duty Free employee his most lowly experience in life, he was forced to bend down and yield to this monster’s wish of being worshipped for his being ‘famous” and successful in life.

This is just a classic scenario on which common Filipinos exercise power to put push the weak and the poor in realizing their lowly existence. That’s what some Filipinos do to fellow Filipinos.

Not because you have attained power and success in your career in life, you are given the right to manipulate the fate of the people who stands way below your status. Humility is the true measure of success. I may sound self righteous here but that’s how I see it…what Boyet Fajardo did to that employee in Duty Free is an eye opener. No wonder the country is continuously run by corrupt officials. Our race is used to intimidation. Our poverty defines the whole of our existence, and we permit it to disfigure whatever respect and dignity is left from that morals and values that this corrupted country still have.

There are more Boyet Fajardos out there. To US who may be ‘nobodys’ and ‘no-names’, we may not have enough wealth but we must safeguard our ideals. Put a stop to this kind of abuse, we are worth something and we deserve more. Stop intimidation…the TIME FOR CHANGE IS NOW!!!...

SAY NO TO INTIMIDATION…that’s a good start to set the gears towards liberating these spoiled, corrupt, classy but rotten assholes!!!

Mother and Son time by the Beach

I woke up early this morning, grabbed a cup of joe and went to the beach with my son. Boy, the beach was so peaceful, there were already a few early joggers and elderly who are breathing in the fresh sea breeze when we came to the shore.

NJ took advantage of the cool rippling waters, which were surprisingly clear from the garbage that used to be a common eye sore during these times because of the growing community of squatters living by the shore. He had seen the early batches of passengers riding the motor boat going to and from the port. He had seen a fisherman trying out his luck fishing a bit late in daylight.

Boy this day is so peaceful, the scene of my son playing by the shore donning his swimming trunks and looks so happy and satisfied with his antics under and on water made me loosen up involuntarily. My 3-day headache and chronic stiff neck seemed to automatically disappear. I love mornings like these. Life seems so simple, quiet and neat. Seeing through his smiles and giggles just simplifies all the queries I have. It just convinces me that there is actually nothing to worry about, we are together and all is well.

When I get too uptight about anything, what I do is look into the eyes of my son and everything feels alright. Everything feels a little bit simpler and all my problems seem to become unnecessary. If only the adult world could be simpler as it is for the young ones. Still, I do have some growing up to do to break free from such a dreamy illusion.