(First Time)

Ang gusto lang naman nya ay makarating ng Baguio sa unang pagkakataon, pero ito ang napala nya…

naubusan ng bus,

naligaw,

naka pasyal din naman,

kumain nang magutom,

namili ng pasalubong,

sinulit ang pamamasyal hanggang gabi,

d nakapasok ng SM,

nag hapunan na lang sa isang italian resto sa Session Road… uy si Ken un a!

 namasyal sa Burnham Park,

tumoma sa Bahay Kubo,

uwian na ba???

ooops, hindi pa!  bababa lang…

o, san si Dher?  naiwan? nagpa iwan?  umuwi dahil may emergency… sayang… but the show must go on,

Welcome to Alaminos!

hapunan sa tabing dagat,

onting palipas oras,

tanung tanong kung san mamamasyal bukas,

at pagsapit ng bukang liwayway…

namalengke…

at go go go na sa Hundred Islands!

pumose muna,

umakyat ng burol… wow ganda ng view!

nag swimming at cheesy moments,

sana totoong jowa na lang ang kasama… sayang ung moment e!!!

pinasok ang kweba,

nag snorkling,

asan si Roch???  nags-snorkling lessons,

swimming swimming,

kayaking,

Teenjoe, ibaba mo ko dito papatayin na talaga kita!!!  -Roch

tatalon mula sa itaas??? uh-oh!  cge kayo na lang!

good time,

ang aming pics dito, courtesy of manong Italyano (itang ilocano),

our last stop…

haaay, uwian na nga talaga at may pasok pa bukas.

Ang gusto lang naman nya ay makarating sa unang pagkakataon sa Baguio, pero ang napala nya ay d malilimutang saya, mga bagong kaibigan at karanasang di malilimutan.

END

 

“Ang Pagdadalaga ni Roch Tubigan”

Starring:

Actress: Roch Tubigan

Actor: Tadz Dictado

Supporting Actress: Glen Benitez

Supporting Actor: Dher Manalo

Director: Teenjoe Ocado

Camera Man: Manong Italyano

Cameo Role: Ken Nadela

I’ve been having sleep problems lately, have lots of things in mind. Woke up this morning earlier as usual but dozed off again in time for our usual routine.

Prepared Kikay’s things, had coffee, gave her a bath, had my bath, got dressed. She knocked on my door, I kept her waiting til I put something on. She was looking for her comb. I said it was on her bag but she said it ain’t. We looked for it inside her study table, her other bags but was not there. And since I was running ‘late’ on my usual schedule, and you know how it is to stand in line for 45minutes to wait for an fx and travel for another 45minutes to Makati, sums up to being harassed and late on a Monday morning. I shouted at her to leave it coz I’m already running late. She was jolted and became upset. She closed the door behind her, went downstairs to wait for her bus.

Stricken with guilt, I dressed up as fast as I could so I can still see her and say sorry before she leaves. But it was too late. She was gone. And upset with her mama.

I was walking like a shameful murderer on my way to the terminal. I can’t think of any valid explanation why I did that. I guess too much non-essential stuff have been bugging my mind lately that it gets the best pieces of me, leaving nothing for my Kikay.

Ambilis ng karma coz I’ve been waiting in line for an fx for 30minutes and counting, with a heavy bag (I forgot to sort my things) and with a heavy heart.

My plan for the day… finish my work early, make letters for Kikay during break time and run home at the strike of 5:30pm. When anything gets in the way, sorry nlang but I have better things to do than work my ass off for people who does not even know my real name.

-watch ‘UP’ in 3D as promised by Kikay’s papa

-timeout to watch “G.I. Joe” at MOA with officemates

-bonggang bongga 100 islands with roch, czan, teenjoe and hopefully other batch24

-night out with ramil, tonie and roch to celebrate our birthdays and just to catch up on chismisan

-monthly starbucks session with SQA teammates

-a good long talk with a friend who thinks of giving up on Smart

-a chance to see ‘my crush’ again after a week of not seeing each other

-and probably a lunch out with an old friend just because…

With so much responsibilities at hand, can i ever get a rest without having to think about a multitude of things left undone?

Why can’t we live just like in a fairy tale? When all people care about is to vanquish the evil witch. Or how to find one’s true love. Or how to wake up from a deep slumber with true love’s kiss. Or guess a silly tromp’s weird name.

Why can’t we live somewhere like Jollitown or the Hundred acre wood. Then we’ll have Jollibee and friends or the super sleuths if ever we need some help.

Can i just make myself believe that life is just not that hard as i think it to be? Or can i just think that not all fairy tales have a happy ending as i believed them to be?

Repeat to myself, it lies on my perspective. The heck! I just regret kissing a frog.