Wanderlust
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Wanderlust: Summer Edition 2012 II
so it didn’t take me months, just weeks, to continue my last blog entry about my Wanderlust-ing of Summer 2012. (EDIT: i reallyyyyy need to get this done since summer is almost bidding all of us au revoir)
Since we first arrived in Paoay in April 5th, the sun was already retiring and it was too late to try out the sand dunes so we decided to go back the next day.So, lo and behold, the sand dunes of Paoay. This part reminds me so much of the Arabian Dessert, and even while the sun is setting across the plains of Paoay, it was as if we were seeing the Tuscan sun. No, I am not exaggerating and too bad i don’t have pictures to show as proof of that captivating sunset.
First activity in Paoay: riding the 4x4 that toured us around the vast area and showed us these. Even though I have developed an immense dislike for the sun, it makes my skin splotchy, itchy, and weird, but I knew I’d be stupid not to go on the tour and endure the “glorious heat” for half an hour.
The ride sure felt like we were in an African safari—all that was missing were the lions, giraffes, and other wildlife animals.
My nephew, Clark, wore his swimming goggles while aboard the 4x4 since he said he wanted to protect his eyes. smart kid, i know.
This is such a beauty. The pictures don’t even give justice at all. or maybe that’s just my lack of skills. hahaha
after the 30-minute trip aboard that jeep, one had the option to go sand surfing. aaaaand that was one thing I knew I can take not participating in. I never was an adrenaline-junkie and I don’t think I ever will, even if I had Ian Harding or Ed Westwick forcing me to be one.
After frolicking with the sands in Paoay, we proceeded to Bangui where we saw the windmills.
and yes, i do have the obligatory jumpshot…
…which as you can tell was a fail. hahaha
We also went to this breathtakingly beautiful bridge which kinda reminds me of the ones in Europe, minus the tunnel. I’m not even sure if bridges there looked like that. I just saw it in one of Samantha Brown’s episodes, though.
The next day we went to Ilocos’ Mini-Malacañang, which i think is owned by the Marcoses.
On the second floor alone, there were TWELVE sets of dining tables, excluding the sofa-ish version minus the foams. yes, i had to count coz i couldn’t fathom why they needed to have so many tables and chairs.
To say hello rainy months and colder days (i hope!), I end this entry with what Henry David Thoreau once said, “One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
Until my next summer entry! :)
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One of my lioness sisters is turning 21! Alright, alright, Kimberly Jane R. Dy is actually 21 years old today and by the looks of it, she has come a long way since last year. Well of course, she’s done with college and “helping” out the family business; she became a responsible adult, but her room’s still a huge mess; she took over what my mommy have left and at this young age, SHE BECAME A MOM! HAHAHA. Okay, okay, I’m kidding. She ain’t pregnant or anything because to tell you the truth, she ain’t fond of kids, nyahahaha. But she did become a Mom to me and my younger sister, Nikki.
So to my tigress wild sister, Happy birthday! I know you have been making padungog2x to me that you wanted a surprise for your special day. Too bad I can’t come home to surprise you with matching cakes and all craziness and thingamajigs. but I know that I can’t wait for you to come and visit so that we’ll celebrate your birthday the way we do! You know what I mean, we’ll maxx out our CCs and hope that Daddyy won’t get mad, we’ll just tell him that it’s your birthday and maybe we might get away with it. okay so here comes the serious part.. tenenenenenenen.
I know words can’t explain how stressed you are with all the stuff you have been juggling ever since Mommy died. And believe me, being a student while having to make asikaso things in the office is not easy. Heck, I’m still wondering how you do it. You’re definitely a unique person, and did I mention a loud one? Yeahp. Dear sister, your loudness is out of this world, I have never met someone talk like you do, well, actually I do, ME! HAHAHA. Actually, I am lost for words because I don’t know what to say to you actually. You have everything a girl could hope for (well not really. You ain’t rich and thin. HAHAHAHA.), you have accomplished so much this early in life and I’m so proud of you. I know that you’re still having second thoughts about your “promise” to Mommy but know that whatever your decision may be, I will always have your back.
Thank you for being my first friend in the world, thank you for helping me with problems I couldn’t handle alone; for not letting me face the world alone; for always being there ready to kick someone’s ass for me (I know daghan na kau biktima ani, haha.); for being my make-up artist; my stylist; my all-around-friend; for all those late night chitchats; for all those lubot2x moments when we were younger; for pushing me down the stairs when we were racing; for being my punching bag when we fight; for all those hideous, embarrassing moments when we were kids and I know there’s A LOT. HAHA, BASTA! Thankyou for everything :D I wish you all the best && I SERIOUSLY HOPE YOU CLEAN YOUR ROOM AND KEEP YOUR THINGS IN THE PROPER PLACE. You’re 22 alreadyyy! LEARN HOW TO DO IT !!!! HAHAHA. I cannot say anything because I can’t think straight anymore so here are a few quotes that sum everything I want to say to you but I can’t manage to put it all in sentences:
“The best part of waking up in the morning every day is to see you in the bed next to me and know from the bottom of my heart that there is someone who will catch me if I ever fall.”
“There’s nothing more comforting in the world than knowing that you have a dear sister who you can call in the middle of the night and simply rant your worries away to. “
“You’ve been there for me every time?
To save me from trouble
To make sure I am grounded
To give me the best gift possible
To give me the right advice
To keep me away from vices
To make a good fool out of me and have fun
In short, you’ve been the best sister ever and I wish you a very very Happy Birthday.”Happy Birthday, Tabuchi, you mean the world to me. Love you <3
Xoxo,
Ditsi
dearest author,
why did you have to use afhhjkkjdc pictures of me?! can’t you find anything more decent? hahaha THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART <3 mwah
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Mother’s Day is finally here && sometimes I wish I could run up to my Mom and give her my tightest hug and slobber her with kisses the way I used to do when she was still here. Awwww, I know people are probably thinking I’m making all these just so all y’all could feel sorry for me. NO. I most certainly do not need your pity, because I’m dedicating this blog post to my Dearest Muumm.
It’s has been more than a year since my Mom left and it feels like a part of me went with her. I cried, screamed and mourned for our loss and I have been yearning to hear her voice ever since. Guilty as I could ever be, I get jealous whenever I see my friends hanging out with their moms. The way they laughed, hugged and kissed makes me want to turn my head the other way so they won’t see me cry because I know that I used to do all those stuff with my mom. I miss everything about her. From her toes to the tip of her hair strands; her laughter with matching jiggling of the tummy; her eyes that get so big when she’s mad; her voice when she’s supeer pissed that she calls me, “ALEXANDRA!!” or the way she says, “ditsi” when she makes lambing; her kisses; our tight bear hugs; the way she spoon feed me when I get sick or I’m just tired to use my hands when I eat; the way she makes me her hot chocolate; the way she makes a mess in the kitchen every meal especially dinner; the way she greets everyone in the office; the way she pretends that our dogs are babies; the way she yells at us to clean our room; those times I knock on their room just to sleep next to her; the way she combs my hair; those times when I couldn’t fall asleep, she’ll stroke my hair and hugs me real tight; the way she assures me every time I feel depressed, she’ll always say, “everything will be alright.” And lastly, I miss her voice.
It’s my second Mother’s day without my mom and I keep on forgetting that she’s not here anymore because I keep on looking for things that I could give her. I know my friends and probably everyone will be having Sunday lunches or dinners to celebrate Mother’s Day, I wish I could say the same for me. But no, I’m spending Mom’s day alone since I can’t go home to CdO and celebrate it with the rest of the family. So to all Mothers out there, Happy Mother’s Day! I know being a mom isn’t as easy as what people think. But I salute you for all the sacrifices you have done and the love you shower your family. You are a one of a kind. And to all children out there, I can only say this: Cherish and Love your mom like it’s your last day here on earth. Tell them you love them before its too late and give them the respect they deserve.
And lastly, to my Mommy: Happy Mother’s Day, Ma! I know you’re watching over us now and I’m pretty sure you’re laughing at all the craziness we do. I hope that wherever you are, you’re happy and safe and STILL FAT. HAHAHA. Thank you for all those years of TLC you gave us and I hope that somehow along the way, we have showered you with the same. I love you with all that I am, I miss you so much and I’ll forever be missing you.
P.S. Why you no pakita in my dreams?! Pirmi lang ila Atsi, Nikki and Daddy? Uuuggghh. Unfair, Mommy, Unfair. =P
very well said, sistah. <3 i miss you mommeeeeeeeeehhh :’>
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Mother’s Day is finally here && sometimes I wish I could run up to my Mom and give her my tightest hug and slobber her with kisses the way I used to do when she was still here. Awwww, I know people are probably thinking I’m making all these just so all y’all could feel sorry for me. NO. I most certainly do not need your pity, because I’m dedicating this blog post to my Dearest Muumm.
It’s has been more than a year since my Mom left and it feels like a part of me went with her. I cried, screamed and mourned for our loss and I have been yearning to hear her voice ever since. Guilty as I could ever be, I get jealous whenever I see my friends hanging out with their moms. The way they laughed, hugged and kissed makes me want to turn my head the other way so they won’t see me cry because I know that I used to do all those stuff with my mom. I miss everything about her. From her toes to the tip of her hair strands; her laughter with matching jiggling of the tummy; her eyes that get so big when she’s mad; her voice when she’s supeer pissed that she calls me, “ALEXANDRA!!” or the way she says, “ditsi” when she makes lambing; her kisses; our tight bear hugs; the way she spoon feed me when I get sick or I’m just tired to use my hands when I eat; the way she makes me her hot chocolate; the way she makes a mess in the kitchen every meal especially dinner; the way she greets everyone in the office; the way she pretends that our dogs are babies; the way she yells at us to clean our room; those times I knock on their room just to sleep next to her; the way she combs my hair; those times when I couldn’t fall asleep, she’ll stroke my hair and hugs me real tight; the way she assures me every time I feel depressed, she’ll always say, “everything will be alright.” And lastly, I miss her voice.
It’s my second Mother’s day without my mom and I keep on forgetting that she’s not here anymore because I keep on looking for things that I could give her. I know my friends and probably everyone will be having Sunday lunches or dinners to celebrate Mother’s Day, I wish I could say the same for me. But no, I’m spending Mom’s day alone since I can’t go home to CdO and celebrate it with the rest of the family. So to all Mothers out there, Happy Mother’s Day! I know being a mom isn’t as easy as what people think. But I salute you for all the sacrifices you have done and the love you shower your family. You are a one of a kind. And to all children out there, I can only say this: Cherish and Love your mom like it’s your last day here on earth. Tell them you love them before its too late and give them the respect they deserve.
And lastly, to my Mommy: Happy Mother’s Day, Ma! I know you’re watching over us now and I’m pretty sure you’re laughing at all the craziness we do. I hope that wherever you are, you’re happy and safe and STILL FAT. HAHAHA. Thank you for all those years of TLC you gave us and I hope that somehow along the way, we have showered you with the same. I love you with all that I am, I miss you so much and I’ll forever be missing you.
P.S. Why you no pakita in my dreams?! Pirmi lang ila Atsi, Nikki and Daddy? Uuuggghh. Unfair, Mommy, Unfair. =P
very well said, sistah. <3 i miss you mommeeeeeeeeehhh :’>
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dedicating my only social network activity for the day to the most one of a kind Mommy in the world. thank you for being my Centrum, complete from A-Z, for 19 years, my love. just so you know, i’m still waiting, can’t wait to let you smell my armpits again. I MISS YOU FROM EARTH TO PLUTO AND BACK. (Taken with instagram)
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The Innocence of Youth
er.. in this case, the innocence of my younger cousin, Sebastien. He’s just one of the cutest and most mischievous kids i know.
don’t be fooled by his innocence.. puhleeeeaaase. hahahaha
this is why..
this was when he didn’t want to go to school during the first day. he told his dad his tummy hurts.. HAHAHAHA
and this was when he had a tantrum because he lost a game. LOL
so this isn’t just a photo dump. My sister was talking to him via Facetime and this kid has, as usual, had quite amusing tales to share. it’s too amusing, it’s worth a blog post. lol
shan: ate alex, look i have chocolate!
me: where’s mine?
shan: here. this one’s yours.
me: okay, where? give it to me!
shan: i can’t!
me: why not?
shan: i can’t give it to you in the iPad!*
shan: that’s my hamster.
me: did you name your hamster?
shan: yes. i named him *whispers* Sparkles!!
me: what about kuya? what’s the name of his hamster?
shan: kuya’s hamster died last week.
me: why?
shan: uhhmmm.. because.. i forgot to feed him!*
han: ate alex! guess what! *spins around*
me: what?
shan: Kungkung is coming next week! and.. Auntie Carmen! and.. Auntie Linda! and.. Uncle Bungot! and.. Lola! and.. Kuya Arnold! and.. Kuya Jun2x! and.. uhmm.. *leans then whispers* CLARKIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!*
shan: ate alex, look it’s a home.
me: that’s a house, shan.
shan: i call it a home.oh, how nice it is to be young and naive. i cannot, cannot, cannot wait to see you again, little babies :D
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Wanderlust: Summer Edition 2012
Wanderlust
A strong desire to travel: “a man consumed by wanderlust”
So I changed my blog’s title to Wanderlust because I deemed it’s the perfect word that describes what I am itching to do lately.
I thank God for giving me family with an insatiable appetite for traveling (and FOOD!) that I’m given an opportunity to see the beauty this world has to offer. Ever since I can remember, Daddy used to take us on road trips to nearby places whenever he had the time and I’ve been going to Cebu, my Mommy’s hometown, back and forth ever since I was only a year old.
As I was browsing over my iPhoto, I just realized I’ve been traveling quite a lot in the last 365 days of my life. And in a futile attempt to update my tumblr, I’ve compiled some of the decent pictures of the places I’ve been to this summer and the mandatory touristy photos and side comments here and there. It’s my first time to travel to the northernmost part of the Philippines and indeed, my homeland is breathtakingly beautiful.
And oh, this is my way of manifesting the great law of attraction because there are two trips I’ve been dying to embark on yet I’m still crossing my fingers for fate to be on my side.
Tagayatay
a trip to Tagaytay is incomplete without visiting the equally captivating Tagaytay Highlands
Vigan
a piece of advice when you decide to head up north, bring umbrella/hat and fan!!
Paoay
had the BEST pizza i’ve ever had in my life in Herencia. it’s a must try!!! :D their bagnet and pinakbet pizza are mouthwatering and equally fulfilling :D
Paoay Sand Dunes
we were supposed to go experience the sand dunes but we arrived too late since a few moments later, the sun was already setting. sooo, we tried our luck the next day. :)
voila! there’s the first part. crossing my fingers i won’t be too lazy so it won’t take me monthssssss to put up the second part. hahaha :) -
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exactly how i felt when i still had Mommy with me.
Too lost to be found on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/27134633
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The End of a Beginning
or is it the Beginning of an End? so which is which? i don’t even know if i make sense at all.
i’m simply talking about Graduation. sure, sure. many words have been said about how it’s the start of something new and all that shizz. i’ve already been so melodramatic about graduation, and i’m not into that i’m-so-old-i-wanna-go-back-to-be-young mood.
and this is what you call.. free-writing at its best. with bonus pictures, too. :)))))
so here it is. the graduates of Xavier University-Ateneo de Cagayan 2012.. err, the morning session, at least..
on my way to claim that piece of rolled paper, which is the culprit of countless pimples and sleepless nights (as if!). this is me pretending i’ve been an exceptional student who toils night and day to get that awesome grade.
*cue Rihanna’s Take a Bow, loop it to the first stanza* now it’s time to go, curtain’s finally closing..
and some of the people who showered my college.. err.. last year in college with a catastrophic number. lol they’re a bunch crazy people who shouldn’t be messed with. ;) mark my words, we’re crazy but look at us conquering the world with flying colors.
aaaaaannnndddd.. the people i’ve grown up with, my friends who we have been through so much from heartbreaks to crazy christmas parties, to random sleepover nights, here’s to years of friendship.
and oh, i shouldn’t be forgetting about my famliy, shouldn’t i? i dedicate all these to you.. PERO JOKE LAAAAANG. but if you insist, i dedicate that piece of rolled paper tied with a ribbon to you.
i’ve said too many words already. kthnxbye.
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bonjour, tumblr.
hello, tumblr. i’m back.. and crossing my fingers i’m back to writing regularly for good.
i suddenly have the urge to write i wouldn’t know why but maybe because i think my life is in a mess. graduation’s just a stone’s throw away and i’m being too emotional. for one, the only part of my life where i started it when my Mom was still here is about to end a.k.a college. i’m a about to start a new chapter and no matter how i try to deny it, i know Mommy’s not gonna be there to start it with me. just so you know, no matter what everyone says about life must move on and all those fucked up shitty excuses we say just because we try to make someone else feel better, that’s all it’s ever gonna be: WORDS.
another thing, i’m torn between trying to reach for my dreams or trying to do the things i have to do. living a slightly more comfortable life is not at all a bed of roses. just like what Spiderman said, “with great power comes greater responsibilities”. so, don’t ever say the other’s luckier than you are just because you think that someone lives a better life than you do. think about it, we’re all fighting our own battles everyday. but maybe, there are some who are better at hiding the fights that they ought to win.
with everything happening in my life i have come to realize one thing. well.. there are quite a lot of things i have realized actually but this stands out like a big red pimple a woman gets when she’s about to have her period.. or one underscored by my favorite neon yellow highlighter: every time i get too attached with someone, fate finds ways to detach me/us.. whatever.
on the brighter side, i think i’m back to writing. yaaaay, me. and oh crap. earlier i told myself i’m gonna pull a Cinderella and be in bed by midnight, and that was almost an hour and a half ago. great.
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surprise surprise! good night, lovelies!
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