taken during our exchange gift session, swapangan, and our last FLUNCH with ms. moi. the team wearing the statement shirts that she gave and the expression that we imitated from ewika.Busy-busyhan last month, yet we managed to squeeze in some parties.
Threw a suprise Mcdo party for our boss at 32nd and 5th streets.
Invited ourselves to Rache's new home for her late birthday celebration.
Created our own version of Peter Pan's Neverland, under the supervision of our Art Attack Guy.
Held at Fernwood Gardens in QC.
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The wife of an officemate died in the Glorietta 2 explosion two weeks ago. Small world. Not fair..
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Ela's wedding day is getting closer and closer. I have yet to look for something nice to wear to a garden wedding. Oh, did I say "something nice"? I'm imagining a sundress, with either a little touch of bronze or aqua blue. For him, I saw this casual but elegant striped polo (a combination of dark blue, moss green, and off white). I'm a bit unsure if he likes it. But I hope he does.
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But before that, we have a prenuptial video to finish. Back to Dagupan for two more scenes, with Mademoiselle Joy and Ela's sister Reina. Spent the rest of the day until the next morning in one of the beaches of San Fabian. Capturing the couple's candid moments and taking the plunge into the waters, interchangeably. The sand was not so good. But not bad either. First time I saw a passenger jeepney passing by the seashore. Travelled back to Manila at around 3PM. Stopover at Hacienda Luisita, Joy treating us with coffee at Starbucks and us posing for a few more shots.
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si dude, masaya...=)
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Thankfully, most of these encounters happened a few minutes before I reached my destination.
I just wanted to see how my profile looks from another perspective. There was no plan of poking my nose into something not mine. Really. But perhaps the little devil in me spoiled its curiosity. A particular phrase had kept me thinking whether what I did was completely inappropriate. Or did I just miss something? Hmm. I opted for one tall iced mocha, wishing for the thought to eventually evaporate. Munching a coffee bun on the side wasn’t much of a help. Well, maybe a little confrontation would do.
The world was wired for the past couple of weeks. Mine, in particular.
There had been a chain of adjustments in terms of chores and budgeting caused by my moving out. General room cleanup on a weeknight. Laundry pick-up and delivery every week. Several swipes of plastic cards by the cashier. Wardrobe update on-hold. No grand out-of-town spree. Some rookie mistakes in the kitchen. Home cooked meal in a ziplocked plastic container at work (thank God for my instant fine chef, Kat).
Speaking of home cooked meals, I have become a fine food taster-- a low-maintenance, fine food taster. And her official vegetable slicer and chopper. Beat that, huh. Ask Kat (she MUST say yes). Dudut, who manages the house, was my mentor in chopping. She was forced to teach me when she noticed that I had been struggling so hard with the basil leaves. Kat has been reinventing recipes she already knew and those she learned from Dudut. Adobo. October fest. Chicken with mushroom and white sauce. Italian spaghetti. Chicken pesto sandwich. Spaghetti in creamy white sauce with shitake mushrooms. Afritada. At marami pang iba. Yumyum!
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My M3 Environment Manager (MEM) project update went well in spite of some minor out-of scope modifications in between. Good thing my boss in M3 Deployment and Platform (D&P) plus my SME (ehem, ehem, Kat) was really obliging. It took me almost two weeks to play around with the test environment, and capture all the screenshots using the SnagIt version 7 that I illegally (but temporarily) installed on my local, thanks to Jay for the copy. One cool tool by the way.
I accumulated a few behind time submissions due to the moved MEM deadline. The Visio and iProducts exercises for Raymond, and the Process Management for Teth. And my LifeCycle Manager (LCM) project update had been briefly shelved. Tsk, tsk, another call for a bit extended working hours. Anyway, it was me again, the buzzer beater. =P
We went out last night. Watched The Zoo and Freestyle at Bagaberde, Roxas. It was a loose-fitting evening. Though, most of the time, I had been listening to Sol’s bemused escapades. Apat dapat kami nun. But Sha went to Bagaberde in Ortigas. [We remorsefully informed her that she had gone to the wrong branch and we made a mistake of assuming that she got what we meant.] We had a complimentary shot of Bailey’s and four bottles of SanMig light. I can’t remember the last time we had a night out. And the last time I drank beer, or he drank beer. The Zoo's lead vocal had this powerful voice, singing cover songs like Faithfully and Ever Since the World Began. Or maybe it was just the alcohol. Or maybe a little of both. Lights out at 3AM.
Sa uulitin. =)
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Resumed shooting for the prenup at around 11AM. Ela’s family and friends this time. I had two makeshift studios at the second floor of their newly renovated house in Capitol Estate. The couple looked really happy. I hope that scene will last a lifetime, and I mean it. Tita cried even after her take. Locked ourselves for more than 30 minutes in the room, telling me this and that issues with her bride-to-be daughter. I feel for her. But I understand Ela. I think, they should talk ASAP. Intensely.
That night, I asked him to accompany me to the province the next day and visit Nanay Asing, another close grandmother (eldest sister of Nanay). Parang bigla ko kase syang na-miss. And I asked him even without considering his work schedule that week. How unfeeling...
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Balikan lang kami. We catched an old aircon bus to Daet at around 12 noon the very next day. We only had our backpacks, as usual. I knew he was dead tired because he had been attending to some family stuff before we met up. Na-guilty ako bigla.. We decided for a fast lunch in a goto house near the terminal. Then, we slept the whole trip. Daming stop-over ni manong. Home by 1130PM. Antagaaal. But the trip was worth it. Short but substantial. Threw some baskets, had few chases with Solo, ate a lot (Nanay Toring prepared some for us), spent brief idle time with my family, and gave Nanay Asing some tight hugs. We got on the bus again the following night, heading back to Manila. Without a single stop-over this time. Extreme trips in two days.
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Salamat, buddy ko...*kugos*
Going back, the trip was comprised of several stops, talks, and camera poses. The guys had been singing (and sometimes blending and jiggling on) almost any song that the car radio played. By the way, our playlist had been limited to the Rod Stewart CDs, which Ela’s dad have left in the car, and the songs being played by any FM station we could hear clearly. Hmmm..imagine two buffy guys clowning around. Ang cuuute...=)
The initial plan was to climb Baguio in the morning to interview James’ foster parents, then go to Dagupan after lunch to interview his family and friends. But instead, we stayed overnight in Baguio. Ela had been nudging us to go to Kaffe Klatsch after the shoot and once we find a place to stay. After the shoot, however, we were obliged to stay a little longer because James’ foster family prepared us a plush seafood dinner. Galing nila lahat magluto. Family bonding happens in the kitchen.
We forgot it was a long weekend. So it took us quite sometime to find a place. Thanks to the manong whom we met at the Victory Liner bus terminal (after conceding to the fact that we couldn’t really find one by ourselves). It was a country house somewhere down the Naguillan Road stretch. Homey and clean enough, but not recommended if you don’t have a car and are planning to go out at night. Since it was almost 10 o’clock, we gave it a go. It cost us 2K for the two rooms. OK bed, neat toilet and bathroom, free use of anything in the house. The couple who owns the house was accommodating, serving us with hot coffee in the evening and in the morning.
Instead of Kaffe Klatsch for dinner, we had Café by the Ruins for breakfast. More yummy food and wacky poses. Then, we spent a little time buying coffee beans and visiting ukay-ukay stalls.
We made a short stop at Klonduke Hot Spring along Kennon Road. Walked across a hanging bridge. Picture picture ulit. Then, headed to Pangasinan for more takes. James has had this really good PR. I can't say if military school and field assignments had something to do with that. After several interviews with James' family and friends, we drove back to Manila, a little enervated. It took us only three hours to get back, with James in the driver's seat.
Fast and fun road trip, all told. 
Happy second year, buddy ko... *kugos*
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And when I kissed him, I knew right there and then
that I wouldn’t ever want to kiss anyone else.
everything in moderation.
just the way i've always wanted. masaya pero tamang saya lang. naba-bad trip minsan pero not to the point of breaking down. naiinip pero nakakahanap ng alternative na gagawin or, better yet, nakakapaghintay pa rin. nakakapag-save ng onte without depriving myself of starbucks once in a while or a taxi ride whenever the heat is over 34º Celcius (everytime we say "ang init", erika tells us how "init" it is by saying the exact temperature. ang geek, hehe.). nabo-bore but only in a matter of minutes or couple of hours kase may mga taong madaling kulitin at nagpapakulit.
when it comes to work, i couldn't ask for more. well, i'm not saying i've got the perfect job and the perfect team and the perfect company. but i think, i've been in the right place at the right time. i won't deny na marami kaming petiks sa pantry lately (and by "kami", i mean job, kat, erika, and i). nagkataon lang siguro na matagal pa yung due ng deliverables ko at end ng training nila. but i can say that we've also been busy learning so much.
when it comes to my family and crowd, i can't complain. i've had the most accepting parents (including his mother), relatives, and friends in the world. anjan lang sila. people who always trust my judgment.
when it comes to my lovelife, now that is something in between "in moderation" and "in excess". something i can't and will never trade for anything else. something i'm keeping for good. and something that makes me feel good. we're not the perfect couple, you know. but in the past one year and 11 months, we've done things that perfect couples can do in a lifetime. we always manage to pull through.
so there. slow and easy. my life works like a 3-in-1 instant coffee mix, ready-to-drink, hot or cold.
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si tin ang nag-trigger nito eh. someone who likes to check out my comfort zone.
and speaking of comfort zone, kat and i will be moving out and living in together very soon.
tomorrow actually. we're both excited and apprehensive at the same time. goodluck na lang sa min..=)
today is one of those days. domino effect again.
let's see. first, the traffic was hell. kahapon pa. parang may conspiracy. it was as if all commuters thought of doing the same thing. since naisip nila na baka yun din iniisip ng iba, di na rin nila ginawa. but they ended up in the same situation kse nga pare-pareho naisip nila. labooo.
just when you thought you were early, other mrt commuters had been already struggling at EDSA (take note: sm north station) for some space. parang may welga. i don't really understand why they had to occupy half of the road and why mmda people let that mess happened, rerouting vehicles to the remaining space. bat di na lang nila palipasin yung rush hours? they could have arrived at their offices the same time (late) and the same way (harrassed).
pero sige pagbigyan. maybe it was because of the SONA thing (kahit out of way). but, again, today?! my other route-- from zapote to ayala? oh. come. on. where is the punchline?
second, my gums bled last night. it bled a little this morning. and anything that has something to do with my teeth (that requires me to see a dentist) makes me paranoid. what pissed me off? the first accredited dentist (from west rembo) I reached was not really up to it. i even overheard her told the person who had answered the phone "sabihin mo may ginagawa ako eh". unapologetically, that person said the same thing, with "daw". customer service at its best.
third, i have a pimple. and it's really awkward. boo.
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i still have ten hours to save my day. haaay, makapag-kape na nga lang..
four interesting stops for today.
we had that window shopping for chevrolet cars at the gateway mall. as if naman. hehe. but who knows? then, we made that unplanned halo-halo feast at razon's. fiiiinally. we had been hearing about it since forever. i'm not a halo-halo fan, i tell you. but the fusion of fine crushed ice, banana, macapuno, milk, and two chunks of leche flan on top has made this one an exception. first-rate discovery for P65. really. "heaven" daw. for him, it's in the ice. for me, it's in their sugar+milk combo.
after that indulgence, we headed to the up parish for some prayers. nineth has always been that way. incomplete otherwise. then, we went to trinoma. we were supposed to "survey" the place so that by thursday, we already know where we would bring my parents and younger bro. but, instead, we ended up buying eucalyptus scented candle with a green square holder for his room. hmm..a nice touch. to wrap up the day, we checked out cafe breton, ordering a cup of herbal tea + excalibur crepe for him, and a cup of cafe mocha + crepe with ham and cheese in bechamel sauce pour moi.
Just got home. Dead tired for two weeks now. But still widely awake because of a small cup of cafe mocha that Ela, Joy, and I had earlier at Cafe Breton . Still have a video project to submit. Today.
Today is bowling day. But I couldn't join the team. Have a deadline to beat. Pretty much giving some room for another revision.
Revision for the 2nd AVP came in handy. Quite stressing but, as I said, handy. My buddy has been there right from the start of my editing. Running errands and doing requests. Offering some company when Ela's new Alienware laptop experienced downtime. I blamed it on Vista. Longing for an XP-switch or a Mac-upgrade.
Upgrade, I badly need one. For my cup of coffee to sustain this momentum. For our own editing machine (very soon) to add more convenience. For good films that I missed to watch. For a bottle of Light Blue or Kenzo to replace the 2-month old vanilla scent. For a nice pair of shoes or a jacket to brave the rainy season.
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Before daybreak, it feels really good to have someone to hug you back.
Glad to be home. Love that pillow. =)
positively happy.
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today was a nice package of almost everything that i needed.
and it was sealed with a sweet treat of foot massage...thanks, buddy ko. *kugos*
kat, thanks for the little note you clipped in my cube. =)
Another long, pleasing weekend for us. My two attempts to edit my remaining AVP project for Trend have been postponed, twice. Technical difficulties could be a legit excuse. But anyway, that’s not my point. The point is that the weekend was a blast despite my not being able to follow my timetable to finish the project and to get tickets for the French Film Festival.
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I had been a little hyper this afternoon until we were inside the FX going to UP. We were betting against each other on a massage of our choice (I preferred foot, he wanted a full-body) if one of us could give the other the better hand massage (sort of a ritual, by the way). Between the two of us this afternoon, I can say he did a better job. I teasingly asked for my share of prize-- a foot massage-- which he politely cried off. My mood changed.
I wasn't sure. I was thinking, could it be because he turned me down? Later, I realized that it wasn’t. The mood swing was because I suddenly missed my father, who’s been in the province and happily managing his small convenience store-- an investment of his retirement benefit. Parang na-homesick ako bigla.
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Before my father suffered a stroke four years ago, he used to give me and my mother a foot or back massage. He did that whenever Ma was really worn-out from her 8-hour duty or every time I made "lambing", asking for it. The best massage ever. He would let us find our most comfortable nook and loosen up and watch TV so that he could begin his craft (aside from making the best coleslaw and cucumber salad, swimming really well, playing some good tennis matches, and dancing with me while I was stepping on his feet). Charming.
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"Lahat ng lalaki nagiging ganon eventually..." Leyn asserted when we were at the Pizza Hut Bistro in Eastwood last Monday, talking about a common friend. I said nooo. I have had proofs. Maybe a very few ones, but I believe they would pass as well-founded. My father is not like that, I told her. Even after 30 years, he still says I love you to my mother and embraces her in front of other people until Ma almost melts in embarrassment. That scene, for me, is awkwardly sweet. He still waits for Ma every meal to listen to her stories as they eat. And he still asks her for a date. At his age, he could still be that sappy.
Aside from Pa, my list includes my cousin Kuya Jun who fixed me a glass of juice every night when I was in college and prepares my breakfast whenever he can before I go to work, my closest guy friend Epa from HS whose respect for a commitment is striking, and my buddy who simply does everything.
"Di lahat ng lalaki ganon. Trust me. Because I’ve already met a few who aren’t." [And I'm adding the funny, imaginative Broe to my very short list. :) ]
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Buddy ko, remember when you asked me to give reasons why I love Pa (imitating the host of a talk show we were watching then) and I only said " I love him just because I love him"? I knew my reply didn't make an impression. But the truth is just because is too much to elaborate.
Today is father’s day.
To the best dad in the world-- I love you, Pa.
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Easy Sunday, nothing fancy.
Headed somewhere in Sgt. Esguerra St. Scout Triangle, QC after my mango-banana shake and his vegetable soup in Kaas. Had our chicken trip as usual. Tried a tasty combo of chicken barbeque, spare ribs, batchoy soup with egg, and plain rice. Loved the marinade.
This unassuming outdoor grill is owned by actor Joel Torre (that's why JT). Based on stories, he scouted for the best inasal cook in Bacolod to be his "chef". The menu, by the way, has relatively good prices. Other branches are in Gilmore, Ortigas, and Eastwood.
7 out 10 for me, 6 out of 10 for him. =)
The white chocolate mocha I ordered last Thursday was bitter. They probably brewed it too long. I had not noticed the taste until I went back to the office and you went home. The aftertaste lasted longer than I thought.
My muddled schedule for the training, a few meetings, and some deliverables was given. I was able to juggle those things well. But your being sick and our ending the week with a clash have made me a little disoriented and disheartened. We were supposed to understand each other and humbly give way. But we did not. I was thinking, ang stubborn kase minsan ng buddy ko. Then I realized, ako rin pala. It was like a tug-of-war of reasons. You thought you were right, I also thought I was right. And we were both fighting for our own stance. That day could have ended better and not extended for one more day if we just met halfway. I feel sorry I did not recognize the flaw earlier.
I didn’t like us the past week. And I hated us yesterday.
Thank God it’s over.
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The last coffee we had together was unbearable. Bawi tayo...*kugos*
For the nth time, I wasn’t able to follow simple instructions with regard to direction. I had been provided with the details of where- and how-tos, and all I had to do was to remember every single landmark. I tried, though. But my impulse steered me [again] to skip a few steps, defeating the whole purpose of commuting. I didn't nail it. Bravo.
Tanggap ko naman kase-- direction, particularly commuting from one place to another, from one ride to the next ride, is really outside my comfort zone. I usually get a little paranoid. I remember instructions, but when I am already there, some of them become oblivious for some reason. I miss the right stop. I fail to notice the signs where the jeep or bus is going. Then, I bottle out and seek for my easy workaround-- to call a cab. Although I eventually regain my "coolness", the thought of not getting it right makes me feel really, really inferior. Great.
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I'm not sure if it's part of our adjustment to my new job or to our relationship. For the past couple of weeks, we've been falling for a few tensions. Not really a fight (I don't know how you define one), but just some sort of tampuhan due to petty disagreements. In most of those instances, I felt very guilty.
Was it my temper? Have I become a little insensitive?
I hope you don't see it that way. Maybe my patience has dropped off two notches. Maybe I have been asking too much. And maybe I have disappointed you several times. I can give you a list. But please understand that each failing was not deliberate. That I was also upset. And that the last person I would ever want to let down and hurt is you.
I'm sorry for the rough times and the attitude I gave you.
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Dinner at Café Bola before my team’s dinner at D’Marks before the Spidey flick.
Another so-so menu, another so-so day. So what? =)
Last month was pretty tight.
I have made some major adjustments and committed myself to more plans. Hardcore serious, this time. My recent job’s take off was abrupt and intimidating. The expectations of me as the rookie have become more apparent. Inspiring and daunting, rolled into one. I met my new team and some others, which, by the way, have been so responsive. Thanks to them (especially to the person behind my seat) and my buddy, the transition wasn’t that bad. Although my body clock has started to adjust to my new daily grinds, my energy still couldn’t totally keep up with the pace. Good thing there is more than enough space to walk to and loosen up (and, sometimes, daydream of owning a small portion of that place) in late afternoons.
Aside from the fact that I still miss my former team, all better now. I guess, my quick fix worked.
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Unplanned dessert treat before he left for the province. Happened to pass by the Penny Brown cookies stall at the 2nd Floor of Glorietta 2. All smackers look yummy and cost P65. His sinless sugarfree cookies-vanilla ice cream smacker sandwich was a fine choice. But my soft milk choco chunk cookies-strawberry ice cream combo tasted even better, hehe. I'll try their crazy oats 'n nuts cookie next time.
Yum yum! =)
Wind back.
One week before our Sagada trip, I got an unforeseen phone call from Park. There was an abrupt gush of buoyancy. A perfect timing to perk up my then thinning self-approbation. Soon after, I realized-- hey I’m still doing fine, self-assuredly. Something I had never felt in a long time. One thing led to another.
For the past two weeks, I have been in a hot seat, thoughtfully calculating each step I would be making in a few more weeks. It has been a bumpy ride-- because not only has been the experience thrilling, but it has also been heartbreaking. And I have never been good at the last one, I swear. So I have opted to say nothing. Some people have already had a hint, but I wish they would do the same-- say nothing.
I guess it is time again to gamble on the trick of the trade-- owning a wise heart and being pragmatic. You win some, you lose some. Reality works this way. Promising yet, at some point, bleak.
Move forward.
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I still owe Tin and Miray [and some people] more particulars. But I'm sure they will understand.
Hmmm...Snow Patrol's CHASING CARS underscores the mood. Oh well..
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Fended off work stress in White Beach, Puerto Galera. Enjoyed the 2-day unruffled break with the family.
From Manila (10PM) to Banaue (7AM) to Sagada (2PM) cost a little over P600 plus some meals.
Day One: Almost iced cold. Checked in at George Guesthouse, P200 per day per person. Recharged ourselves with banana-chocolate shortcake, banana-strawberry yoghurt, and carbonara of Yoghurt House. The shortcake is a must-try. Lasted the tough four-hour cave connection from Lumiang Burial Cave to Sumaging Cave, both of which are impressive spots (including the precarious descend and climb) by the way. Treated ourselves with a passable dinner at Masferre's Country Inn and Restaurant. Then, warmed the night with a few shots of Matador Brandy. And that was just day one.
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Woke up at 6AM. Sampled Bilig Cafe for breakfast, Cafe Igorota for lunch, and Alfredo's Cabin for dinner.
Day Two. Chilled. Endured the two-hour walk across rice terraces to Bomod-ok Falls. Dipped into the chilling water of the falls afterwards. Walked another two hours back, treated ourselves with the local ice cream, then back to George to snooze. After a couple of hours, refreshed ourselves to visit St. Mary's Episcopal Church. Then, experimented our way to the Echo Valley. And yes, it echoed (but all valleys do, right?). Encountered an ornithologist there, patiently observing the birds in the valley (perhaps our yelling disturbed the scene). Ended our day 2 itinerary buying souvenirs.
Day Three. End of the trail. Left Sagada around 7AM. Chose Baguio route for add-ons. Savored Cafe by the Ruins for lunch. Bought lots of vegetables. Burned CDs on the bus. Home by 11PM.
And my shirt says : I survived Sagada. ;-)
My coffee breaks for the past few months were spent mostly with some closest friends, listening to their stories on almost ruined or soon-to-be-ruined relationships. Meeting up at different coffee shops, experimenting on diverse blends, but hearing almost the same resignation-- parang ayaw ko na. Uncertain and disheartening.
Coincidentally (or probably not), they were able to say it after five or six years of being with their respective partners. And they ended up with that choice after trust, convenience, plans, and all other factors necessary to build a solid groundwork for a supposed long-lasting relationship had been actually built. Sayang. But "sayang" would not be enough basis to finish off something as indispensable as that. The same way it should not be the grounds of staying that long in a commitment (but ironically and more often than not, it is). When asked why, their responses fell in any of these three reasons: (1) they have found someone else; (2) they simply fell out of love; or (3) they are already tired. I was hoping to hear someone says "I'm (or we're) not happy anymore" because for me it is the bottom line of every break-up. But no one ever did. I guess, no one wanted to go through the bottom line in the first place because it might sound a little selfish and ruthless (and it is).
Looking back, I, too, did not consider being "not happy anymore" as trigger condition. I had thought of reason number three, which led me to reason number two that guided me, in the long run, to reason number one, as my conclusion. Did I think of "sayang"? Maybe, for quite some time-- enough to weigh things out and make every judgment a surefire. But then, I thought "Worth it ba?". NO, not anymore. And I believe I have made the right decision.
Too much caffeine, I suppose. Or maybe I have just related my rationalization to my friends'. Perhaps, I have just been impressed (but not in a so-good way) by their determination to continue with the relationship despite being treated badly and knowing how one-sided their situation has been. Impulsive use of audacity. I wish I understood them better.
Based on their stories and some others (including mine and his), I have learned that it is still ok to be "unhappy" once in a while in a relationship. But if the unhappy times have already outweighed the happy times or if the scene is already miserable from any angle, it is about time to re-evaluate.
We discuss things like these from time to time, especially every after a coffee break with a friend. And we both agree that whatever happened to them can happen to us IF AND ONLY IF one of the two factors we believe makes a commitment works disappear. Love and will, one cannot last without the other. We need these two since ours is and will always be a work in progress.
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This is wonderful as loving goes...
- As Lovers Go, Dashboard Confessional
We're doing well, and so is everything. *kugos* 
Taking pleasure in the 1-hour fastcraft ride back to Cebu from Tagbilaran, then a 3-hour bus ride to Hagnaya
plus an hour boat ride to Kota Beach, Bantayan Island. Now---THIS is summer. Worth another visit.
Wrapping up our trip down south exploring Cebu City. Highlights on Colon Street, Basilica de Sto. Niño, Magellan's Cross, museums (though closed on Mondays), Abuhan Dos (for a sumptuous dinner), and of course-- Bo's Coffee. Thanks to Tin and Miray's travel pointers and Lonely Planet notes. =)
Overheads: P3,378 (2nd day) + P3,956 (3rd day) + P2,683 (4th day)
Kicking off the trail with a 2-hour fastcraft ride to Bohol from Pier 1, Cebu City.
Down to Loboc for the Loboc River Cruise.
Up to Carmen for the Chocolate Hills.
Finishing our Bohol hop with the tarsiers, Loay Church, Baclayon Church, and Blood Compact Site.
Overheads: roughly P4,600 (1st day)
