How to survive hell/finals/(almost)heartbreak week

With second semester well on its way and my last ever sembreak finished, hell/finals/(almost)heartbreak week feels like such a distant fog. That Stressed out Sad Sucky September mess of myself — she’s also well on her way, but to some far away land this time. Thank God.

Even though this was more personally relevant to me two months ago, for anyone else reading this blog, who’s to say that it isn’t.  (I also want to take advantage of my lovely long weekend friendly schedule while I still can.)

Maybe I should have spent some of this time studying for exams, but this lesson was far more valuable– being able to find life especially when it felt particularly lacking.

1. Food trip with a friend

JT 's Manukans is one of the BEST Chicken Inasal places ever. Bacolod food ftw! Namit gid. It tastes better when you eat with your hands (which Steve and I did). I'm glad they opened one in Katipunan.

2. Laugh and rant with friends

Drinks at Tomato Kick, Katipunan Extension after watching Comedy Cartel in U.P.

3. Drink, drink, and drink with friends (or get drunk, either way)

Wine Bar opening in Ortigas -- free flowing wine which I fully took advantage of.! <3

Even though I was thinking, over thinking and un-thinking my stress alone in my head,  in the end,  I got by with a lot of help from my friends.

The Boracay Bucket List

Obligatory solo pose by the beach picture!

Finally, the long overdue Boracay photospamage.

It was around one year ago when I first met BoB, that small provincial boy from Bacolod who left a mark in my ever adventurous heart. We started going out in the summer of 2010 and since then have satisfied each other’s wander lusting urges, like cliff diving in Bacolod, zorbing in Caliraya, swimming in Camiguin and white water rafting in Cagayan De Oro. This year we decided to frolic to Wazakhstan which is otherwise known as Boracay.

The new mistresses and err misters (?) of BoB

Being the down to earth, spontaneous, sabaw and easy going person that BoB is, he has made a lot of friends since that fateful summer. But I am neither jealous nor spiteful of his new found lovers. They make the relationship more interesting.

Unfortunately a lot of the original crew couldn’t make it to Boracay this year, but it’s okay because  BoB  embodies a spirit that lives within anyone who is open and spontaneous enough to accept him.

New or old there's as BoB in all of us. The extended family is now ILTGN

I’ve definitely been to Boracay way too many times to mention and over the years island life has pretty much stayed the same. Beach, bum, beer. Repeat until your brown, bloated and broke (all of which I was when I arrived back in Manila.) I’m enjoying being tanned, but the other two I’m still working on getting rid of.

Really, not much has changed, and honestly I’d rather spend my money exploring the other 7,106 under rated islands, which are equally if not even more beautiful than Boracay.

Although I’m this close to maxing out my penchant for Boracay, the truth is I only came back because of BoB. He always makes my hard earned and saved money worthwhile anywhere we go.

If we had a Boracay Bucket List, this would be it and it’s almost every reason why the trip was worth it.

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The Christmas Chills

Photo editing courtesy of Marji!

Excuse me for stating the obvious but one of the reasons why Christmas is a great holiday is because it’s the season for thoughtful gestures and selfless service for one another. For me this year had the most get-together’s and Kris Kringles which I blame for the holiday weight i’ve already gained and my already lacking of funds.

We already spend so much time with our friends so what makes these hang outs so special right? But I can’t deny, even though we’re pretty much doing the same thing as the rest of the year – eating, drinking, chilling, there’s something about this holiday that leaves you with the afterglow of love and appreciation for one another.  Maybe it’s the point that barkada’s make to take time out of their busy schedules to spend some quality time together that makes the difference.

I’m not one for gifts – receiving or giving them whether it’s at Christmas or birthdays. I’m usually apathetic towards them which is why I don’t mind whether I receive them or not. I  don’t even get excited at the prospect of them either. But thanks to the Kris Kringles this year, I have to admit i did feel somewhat tingly inside. It’s kind of nice to say what you want in your wish list and have someone make an effort to buy it for you, even if it’s as mundane as a set of earphones or a pack of your favorite chocolate.

On the gift-giving end, it’s also nice to return the favor for someone. I guess sometimes we, or at least I find it difficult to say what I want without the fear of sounding selfish or demanding because it might be too expensive. Although it’s kind of a materialistic gesture, this year’s exchanges reminded me that there are actually people willing to give it to you, because they love, or at least like you enough.

Another pleasant surprise were the thoughtful gestures and gifts that came out of nowhere.  A resolution of mine for next year is to be more thoughtful. Compared to other characteristics, there’s so much more value in genuine kindness. It not only comes from your heart, but it will move that of others as well.

Anyways, it’s Christmas eve tonight. And although the break has just begun for me (because Ateneo ended so late) I already have so many get togethers, friends and even gifts to be thankful for. I already have the Christmas chills and it’s not even Christmas yet!  Thank you to those below : )

It took forever to finally agree on a date and place for my Bacolod/CDO friends. But the endless debates and FB threads was worth it to reach a consensus. Our first Christmas together and hopefully not our last.

Thank you Marji for my hot black skirt!

Whether you love it, or hate the gift like Shoti (on the right who’s questioning his sister’s gift to him), as cliche as it it sounds, it’s the thought that counts!

The URock Christmas party at the house of Halili – another first for me. Although NU is now defunct, as I said before URock lives on in our hearts. Hopefully this continues despite the station being closed down.

The g Christmas dinner at Banapple! You’re always bound to have great conversation amongst writers.

Thank you Lexie for my National GC and Javi for my Starbucks one. GC’s always make my Kris Kringle wish list because you can never go wrong with them.

ACOMM Kris Kringle and party. I’m so glad i got to know this crazy bunch of com majors this year.  Here’s the current eb and core together!

But here’s the potentially future EB of ACOMM? Hmmm.

For next year’s elections we have to work some issues out, but no matter what happens, we’ll always have each other’s asses. Right, lauren? Haha!

You always work well with people you respect which explains my wonderful dynamic with my Projects dept. ladies

This was probably my most unexpected kilig moment of the holidays. I dropped by my INTACT freshman block christmas party and they gave me and our advisor a gift! Super sweet! A couple of them even texted me afterwards and they said thanks for being a great facilitator! As difficult as handling and motivating a class can be, it’s moments like this that remind me why I enjoy doing it in the first place. : )

Here’s another unexpected gesture. The girlfriend of Jobim, who’s our HS guy bestfriend, cooked a delicious dinner for Christmas for us, the girl bestfriends. And they gave us gifts too! She’s a keeper, and so are good, old genuine friends like the ones I’m so lucky to have in my life. : )

Sembreak seeking

Three things that I need my sembreak to give me:

1. The beach – It’s been awhile since we last frolicked under your warm embrace. I miss being sunkissed by you.

2. Adventure as epic as this photo is.

3. Nights as intoxicatedly uninhibited as this.

Cagayan De Oro Circa Sembreak 2010, I need you to excite me. If you were anything like Bacolod Circa Summer 2010, I have a feeling that you will.

6 more days.

2010′s Summer 10

Out of town count: 6

Book count: 2 & a half

Gimmik count: Too many to count

It’s the last weekend of summer and I like wrapping up any chapter of my life with a Top 10! It’s been pretty busy and eventful. A lot of expected and unexpected things happened. I’ve said things I shouldn’t have said, made friends I didn’t think I would and took the initiative to try things I’ve never done before.

Almost every day of the week  got me out of the house.  In the past two months I’ve been a working girl by weekday, party girl by weeknight and beach bum by weekend!  So, in no particular order here’s my list of the top 10 moments that made my summer of 2010!

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Shot para sikat – Bacolod Night 1

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Things that i learned about Bacolod:

  • Bacolod is a city NOT the actual province (Sorry geography is my least favorite subject, next to math)
  • Negros Occidental is the province
  • The dialect is Hilygaynon (*Remember:  Hills + “he’s gay” = oh, he’s gay)
  • Churchgoers line up horizontally for communion. The priest is the one that movies side to side.
  • Namit gid = Sarap lang!

And most importantly…

THE FOOD AND ALCOHOL IS SO CHEAP.

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Food and alcohol are two things I enjoy indulging myself in. It’s either I get fat from gorging chocolates, devouring meat, or chugging beers down my throat. At least in Bacolod I get my money’s worth and my wallet feels as happy as my belly. The food is amazing from Bacolod’s famous BOB’s restaurant to Bacolod’s signature chicken inasal to P130 for 8 shots and P40 beers . Yes, you read me right. Bacolod is like manila, but WAY CHEAPER.

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I’ve seen a trend with my alcohol consumption on overnight roadtrips. Apparently I like baptizing my first night by almost drowning myself in a pool of booze hence the reason why I most often get drunk on the first night (only.) Like Eve who eats the forbidden fruit, i also find myself naked – meaning that i’m free of any inhibitions of course haha. In a place where no one knows and will never know who you are, how can you not let your inhibitions go, right?

But with no outlet to dance and sober up it was mostly a silent intoxication where my indigestion eventually found itself by the bay side. Nonetheless it was still pretty epic though, where all the Bacolodians  DARE’d to have fun. I love how everyone is so game.
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I also love these wayferrer glasses of mine which is my new favorite accessory. Everyone wants to get in on the act! They’re legit though so no pretentious effect intended.