Loving Lucban

Last weekend I had a chance of bonding again with my girls.

From my other circles...i'd always refer to them as my girls...afterall...they really are my girls for the past 8 years or so now.

Anyways, one of my girls, Jing, invited us to spend the weekend in her ancestral home..err..in her husband's ancestral home...Lucban and it was a blast.

We were actually planning for a Bohol trip but due to some difficulties encountered with the travel agency, we decided to scrap it and take a trip nearer.

Lucban is very famous for its Pahiyas festival in May. I call it the harvest festival.

Before and after Pahiyas, Lucban is just your regular town situated in south Luzon...but wait..there is more.

The town boasts of a floating restaurant...a healing church that rivals one in Brazil...a halo halo house that gives Razon's a run-for-its-money and two-peso panadita that is so delicious you can eat outside the historical Lucban church, not to mention the grand torrino (calzone) and the twisted bacon in a local resto that is more delectable than our pizza houses in Manila.

If that still doesn't make you fly, then try to pass by Liliw to get the best deals in your footwear and get a taste of the local posh resto Arabella that tastes like Itallianis and again visit the beautiful church of Liliw in brick red.

Finally, try to stop by Majayjay falls and drench into its cystal clear and cold water and appreciate the wonder of the nature located about an hour or two from Alabang.

There's really more to Lucban than just the Pahiyas...and as Jing promised...next month we will visit the other hidden treasures of Lucban and continue loving it.

Missing you...

friday again.

i rushed to the mall to have dinner with friends.

Mongkok seem to offer an interesting treat...problem is I remember us dining out...then some flashbacks.

i have to admit, i miss you.

remembering those fridays that I had to rush to the apartment after work just to sleep beside you and wake up with your smile...

it now becomes a never ending battle of missing you again.

..and then i realize that the only thing i can do now is to......miss you.

Destruction...

Last week someone asked me..."are there things that she might do that will turn you off?"

I thought for a while and then answered, "maybe...if she will do drugs..."

Ate did not answered. She told me the story.

Wasn't really gruesome. Her ascend to popularity was an open book. Everyone knows how hardworking she was. How talented she had become.

But then, only recently, someone passed away. Then it started to happen.

I can only blame the people closest to her. They gave her the substance. It had been a while.

Now she's hooked.

I asked why now? Why self-destruct now? After getting back on track? After being able to weather all the other pains of the past. After being able to stay on top?

There was no answer. I don't think there will be answers to my questions now.

This self-destruction has got to stop but I can't stop it for her...she has to do it for herself.

She has to surrender herself wholeheartedly for detox.

I started praying for her...praying that the Lord will shield her loved ones from this self-destruction...and pray that she will find the light and get back on track again.

Nothing and no one can truly destroy us in this life...only ourselves.

The magic 8 ball...

Of the last few weeks, break ups had been surrounding me.

Too many couples in my circles had broken up and chose solitary life.

And while there are too many dramatic mantras that plagued me...there were actually several funny sidelights to it.

One of them was this friend of mine who couldn't get over an ex of almost four months.

Ha. Ha.

One day he called the gang to join him for coffee only to find out that it was actually a call for the breakdown scene.

Geesh. I have never seen him cry with matching shoulder movements as if I'm watching one of the up-and-coming actresses of the silverscreen.

Problem is, the scene isn't really what you call cinematic.

Anyways, the breakdown scene lasted for about three hours and then the gang called it a night.

But then again, we were fooled into thinking that breakdown boy has consumed all his tears and thoughts on the breakup and would now be able to move on.

This afternoon, he went to the mall and bought the magic 8 ball.

Yes, the ball you shake to get answers like "Yes" "Definitely" "My sources say no", etc which puts the old coin toss -head for a yes vs tail for a no- decision-making process.

This time, the magic 8 ball gives so many interesting answers whenever you throw a question.

Unfortunately for the ball, our breakdown boy kept asking questions like..."are we going to get back together?"..."does he want me to surprise him on our 4th monthsarry?"...."would he be happy to see me on friday?"....and so on and so forth so help me God.

I was laughing by myself on the bus whenever I get a text update from the gang on the question and the interesting answer that the ball has given.

Question is...does he really need the magic 8 ball? when in fact, the only question that really matters are :

Does he still love him?

Does he want to see him again?

To which the only answer is NO.

Sad but true. My friend, the breakdown boy had been given the answer and yet didn't want to take the answer...resorted to a breakdown scene..tried to dry up his tears and spent money to alter the answer his ex has given him.

To think that it was only almost four months.

I wonder how many magic 8 balls will he get if their relationship went beyond the almost four months before he broke up with him.

And I'm sad for the magic 8 ball...mainly because he will be overused until such time he accepts that no matter what the magic 8 ball say...the ex's answer will always be NO.

It's just sad...

every creature on earth comes and goes...must have been the general design..that the earth isn't gonna be permanent nor its inhabitants...but humans would always cling...try to hang on to something or someone to make life special and worth living.
romantic. maybe admirable. maybe cheesy..but most times...its just sad.
:)

It might have ended sooner than I thought...

Some weeks ago, a friend of mine asked me the $64 dollar question on where are these types of relationships heading...and i wasn't clear on the answers that I have given.

Last week, it dawned on me where my relationship was heading...splitsville.

The bad part, I cried buckets of tears and was in a depressed mood for about a week.

I swear, I lost some pounds...not that it was obvious.

The good part...we are still friends ( I wonder if that part is really good. haha)

But for whatever its worth, I am letting him go so that he could reach for his dreams without so much guilt and baggages in this side of the earth.

And while it ended sooner than I expected, I will forever be grateful to God for giving me two years with him and teaching me how to nurture a more mature relationship than the ones I have had in the past.

I wish the both of us goodluck! No pun intended.

;)

where is it heading?

last night, a close friend of mine asked...
"where do these kinds of relationships heading?"

stunned, i didn't have a straight answer to him.

then it occured to me...is there a positive answer to the question at all?

i looked around, thought for a while, and said...

maybe it heads to a place where companionship is the better option rather than splitsville.

but who am i kidding?

all the couples around me had a life span of just seven years and below.

while there is one relationship i know that lasted for more than 10 years and still counting...theirs is something unconventional unlike the exclusive setups ive known.

so...i shall ask you as well...

where do you think is it heading?