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How I Amused Myself One Dark Saturday Night

Oh no, you pervert!

Not that kind of amusement!

Around 11am of Saturday, at the height of Typhoon Ondoy, the electricity went off and after eating, napping, practically draining my cellphone battery texting people and straining my eyes trying to read an old book about a tragic Mt. Everest expedition in 1996, I was left with nothing to do but explore the ideas in my head. It was only past 8pm then.
Argh. I cannot bear not moving. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me!

How about if give "teleportation" a shot?

I shared the idea to my younger sister – she’s an adult too by the way and I believe she has kept her insanity intact despite sharing a roof with me for over 20 years. Of course, that’s what I’d like to believe. She’s family, and like any normal supportive family member, she agreed to try it with me. The thing was, we have very different personalities so she went to the mall and watched a movie while I went to Santiago De Bernabeu stadium in Madrid, Spain. It’s the football s…

An Easy Way to Help the Victims of Typhoon Ondoy

Reposting:

Let us all pray and extend help to those victims of the tropical storm ONDOY.

HOW YOU CAN HELP: Donate to the Red Cross Rescue & Relief Operations - Send RED...AMOUNT to 2899 (Globe) and 4483 (Smart). **The service only accepts the following amoun...ts: 10, 25, 50 and 100 (Pesos)OTHER WAYS to DONATE: Visit this link to see where you can drop-off your donations.http://spreadsheets.google.com/lv?key=tohu9kthNU6anlf21Low08g&f=true&gid=3

Repost : How To Help Typhoon Ondoy Victims

Source: http://ph.news.yahoo.com/gma/20090926/tph-3-drop-off-areas-designated-for-ondo-d6cd5cf.html"The government designated three drop-off points for relief goods intended for typhoon Ondoy's victims, the National Disaster Coordinating Council (NDCC) said in a dzBB report.These drop-off points are the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD) center at the Batasan complex in Quezon City, the DSWD National Capital Region (NCR) Office in Quiapo, Manila, and the DSWD National Resource Operations Center in Pasay City, said Defense Secretary Gilberto Teodoro who also heads the NDCC.DSWD in Batasan can be reached through phone numbers +632 951 7119 and +63918 421 9780, the DSWD NCR through +632 734 8634 to 35 and +63915 291 3722, and the DSWD National Resource Operations Center through +632 852 8081 and +632 734 8622.These drop-off points were designated to make donations more "systematic," Teodoro said, adding that bottled water, clothes, blanket, and food wi…

Aiming For Batanes?

Here’s some good news for those who are planning to go to Batanes, the northernmost province in the Philippines.

Starting October 12, 2009, Sea Airwill have daily flights from Manila to Basco (Batan Island, Batanes). Currently, Sea Air flies there thrice a week – Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.
That’s only 50% good news, because the fare is still quite high but I tell you, it’s worth it. Batanes is the most beautiful place I have seen this year and I’ve already been doing a lot of wandering around.

Here’s a sample airfare computation for a flight for November 2009:
Total Roundtrip airfare via Sea Air : 13,647.20 Philippine Pesos

We were quite blessed because when we went here last June, we only paid 5,000 Pesos ++ which we booked via Zest Air. Unfortunately, Zest Air has stopped servicing this route and had moved us to Sea Air months before our flight. It was a good thing because Sea Air has expensive fares. I wouldn’t have been able to go if the air fare was this high. It’s even more e…

Coron on One Foot

Though my left leg hasn’t fully recovered from my most recent mishap, I couldn’t let my plane ticket to Busuanga go to waste. The round trip ticket from Manila to Busuanga in Palawan only costs  453.44  Pesos, booked through Cebu Pacific’s seat sale last March 2009. Even if only one foot of mine is fully functional while the other had 7 stitches, I was determined to have a great time and do some hiking!

Day 1 – Arrival in Busuanga From  the Francisco B. Reyes airport in Busuanga,  we took a 45-minute aircon public van (150 pesos/head – standard rate) towards Coron – where most establishments are. I didn’t see any alternative transportation from the airport so I guess almost everyone takes the public van. Cebu Pacific and PAL has their own van and they charge the same fee. On your way to Coron, mountains on both sides of the road will welcome you that you wouldn’t mind the bumpy ride along the unpaved highway.
We went down at the National Highway near Sea Dive, which is just small road pa…

Odd Venture - The Evening It Rained Beautiful People

If you’ve already spent time with me, you would know, that me and the fashion industry are not in the same realm of existence. The physical activities that cause me amusement must have the elements of dirt, body pain and sweat present for me to enjoy it. Finesse, is still a trait I am trying to acquire.

Last evening, I was able to venture into the world, which I’ve only seen from a distance, through the medium of television. I do like watching Project Runway, ANTM, The Hills, Make me A Supermodel - not for the clothes but due to sheer amazement at the ability of the cast to create something beautiful while they are under pressure. I also love the competitive, tense atmosphere reflected in each episode.

My friend offered me a part time job as one of the people who handled the registration for the Pre-Launch party of the 1st Philippine Model and Fashion Congress held at Aquaknox in Makati. It was an event that was participated by photographers, make-up artists, modeling agencies and asp…

Writing with a Hang-over : Wee Morning Thoughts

A sip of free lemon margarita
A sip of Nina's mohito
A sip of lemonade which I returned to the waiter after, because I it was the wrong order
My own glass of Pepsi
A cold glass of water
A glass of banana Bailey’s
A sip of Red Horse from a friend
A 330 ml of Red Horse for myself
A sip of Strawberry Rhum from someone's glass
Half a glass of water another person's glass
Mexican food from everyone's plates

And approximately two liters of vomit later, I am back to my normal self.

I can’t sleep yet as several things are going through my mind.

First, I noticed that the way I drink, is the same way I deal with life. I like getting a little bit of everything . I have so many interests, yet so little time and I know that the best way to maximize my life is to focus on one thing at a time so I can master each endeavor. A major hurdle that I am trying to battle is my short attention span. It takes a lot of effort to hold my attention. I think, the most number of time I’ve foc…

An Unexpected Occurrence

I am yet to embark on a new adventure this weekend. Guess what?! I am taking on the competitive world of fashion! It's rather an unfamiliar territory for me and I can't just buy any map from the bookstore or create my own itinerary. I will be enslaved by the events organizer and bounded by a schedule which I had no prior approval. As with any new destination I went to, I find it a bit scary and exciting at the same time.The event is a pre-launch of a fashion thing in Aquanox in Makati. I forgot again what they really call it. It's too alien of a term to stick on my mind. I am helping a friend with an event she's organizing and I will be serving as "the girl in the registration area". My friend said, I will get paid, get fed and drink all I want because it's an open bar. Too bad I don't really drink much. There's going to be tons of models and people from fashion agencies. I find it quite hilarious. I surely didn't foresee myself engaging …

Kikay Tale #1 – An Encounter in Mt. Asog

Warning : Mushy Post


Somewhere along the mountain at approximately 45 minutes from the summit, I encountered an enchanting creature as interesting as the diverse flora and fauna in Mt. Asog.

I had been resting for several minutes. I was tired, hungry and hurting from all the grasses I had to clung to. Out from the bushes a group emerged. From that pack, a person caught my eye.

I smiled at him. He smiled back. I don’t know if it was the mud on my face or the hardened soil on my hands and legs that caused him to look my way. Perhaps it was the way my hair was sticking across my face or the stench of rain and sweat coming from my body which drew him.
He smiled again, and I smiled back.

I had to look away. If this went on some more, I might not have the strength to go down the slippery slopes of this amusing mountain. His smile is like a lightsaber that pierced through my ala-Dark Vader heart. How I managed to remain conscious despite the thinning air is Cupid’s miracle to a lady like me who’…