• Family,  Places

    Puerto Galera, Part I

    Thanks to CashCashPinoy (these Internet promo sites are a godsend), my mom discovered a cheap deal on a 3 days-2 nights accommodation at a resort in Puerto Galera. I love love love the beach/the sea/the feel of sand underneath my feet so I was psyched!

    Last Tuesday (I skipped class for this lol), we packed our bags and went on the two-and-a-half-hour bus ride and a one-hour boat ride to the island of Puerto Galera.

    We arrived in Muelle Port where we had lunch, and waited for the free transportation to take us to the resort. Because of the terribly disappointing experience we had the last time we tried to have a beach outing, I tried not to get my hopes up about this trip, but upon arriving at Tamaraw Beach Resort in Aninuan Beach, my pessimism dissolved.

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  • Activities,  Family

    Happiness is a warm gun

    Ever since I was a kid, I have had a fascination with guns. I’ve always wondered how it would feel to fire one (definitely not at a person or animal), but at around PHP1000 per session, target shooting was too expensive a hobby.

    Thankfully, Ensogo had a 50% discount at Jethro Shooting Range, so I begged my reluctant mom to buy me a voucher. Jethro has several branches, but we went to the one in #5 G. Del Pilar St., Del Monte Ave., Quezon City, because it has an outdoor range.

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  • Books and Comics,  Family,  Food,  Friends,  Places

    My last “-teen” birthday

    As of Sunday, August 14, 2011, I am nineteen years old, the last of my “-teen” years. This means I have one more year before I really have to start acting like an adult.

    “Holy crap, I’m getting old” issues aside, I really loved my birthday celebration this year.

    Saturday afternoon: Paula gave me a cake. I was speechless; I wasn’t expecting anyone to actually give me anything. <3
    P.S. That’s supposed to be “Happy 19th b-day Ela,” but someone *ehemPeterAngeloehem* didn’t hold the box right and ruined the icing.
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  • Family

    Birthday letter to an incredible woman

    Hi, Mom! First off, let me say how you totally ruined how I planned to surprise you with this. Okay. I just needed to say that.

    Anyway… Happy birthday! I know you think I write well, but to be honest, I’m having a hard time writing this. It’s not that I couldn’t write anything about you; it’s that I find it hard to find the words to describe how truly amazing you are.

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  • Family

    A Father’s Day letter

    Hi, Dad!

    I’m sorry I haven’t posted in time for Father’s Day. I’ve been busy lying around the house, eating fast food and watching movies. (Yes, Dad, your daughter is a sloth.)

    Belated happy Father’s Day! I owe you eighteen years of Father’s Day greetings—but then, you owe me eighteen years of birthday and Christmas gifts, so if we should meet, I want a car. Or a condo unit. Or at the very least, an entire bookstore.

    I hope you thought of me last Sunday even though I know you have your other kids to greet you. I mean, I am your daughter, even if we’ve never seen each other.

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  • Activities,  Family,  Friends

    What I did in the remaining weeks of summer

    Not quite as photospam-y as the last post!
     

    Saturday

    Gelo and I went to Fully Booked’s Free Comic Book Day (disappointing—I expected more comics, but it was for free so I can’t complain lol), then decided to go to the art exhibit in CCP. I forgot to print out the commuting directions I researched online, so we had to ~werk~ the railroad system.
     
    Untog/Untag: A Multimedia Exhibit
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  • College life,  Family,  Friends,  Life updates

    STRESSED!

    Yes, I needed that in all caps and with an exclamation point!

    Past couple of weeks have been killing me. I have been frantically keeping up with my schoolwork, nursing a broken heart, going out with friends… Those are my priorities as of the moment (in order, thankyouverymuch).

    College is getting to me. I’m already a second year student but it’s still surprising to find out how stressful the workload can get.

    I sleep badly on weekdays now. In school, I feel like in a constant state of panic, thinking, “Pag-uwi ko, I should do this paper first, then another, then study pa for the quiz.” Too much to do and too little time to do it, so I have to do it half-assedly.

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  • College life,  Family,  Ruminations

    Trying to read palms and peer into crystal balls just makes the future even scarier

    My mom and I sat down to breakfast the other day and I asked, “Ano magiging reaction mo pag hindi ako nag-law?”

    My mom was thoughtful in her answer: “Okay lang. Ayoko namang isipin mong napipilitan ka. Nakikita ko namang magaling ka magsulat, baka mas magiging masaya ka kung yun yung papasukin mong field. Saka alam ko ang hirap ng law students kaya hindi kita pinipilit.”

    Even though it’s my choice to take up law after earning a degree in Behavioral Science, the idea still scares me. What if I couldn’t handle the pressure? What if the professors are the rotten, misanthropic ones that assign fifty case studies per day just to see students have a nervous breakdown? What if I fail the bar exams? What if, what if, what if?

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  • Family

    Christmas 2010

    Imaginative title, yes?

    So I already told y’all about how Christmas in our house goes down. This year wasn’t particularly different, so I’m just going to dump a shitload of pictures. Why? BECAUSE I CAN.

    I’ve been handing out the presents since I was a kid. I have yet to pass the torch.
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  • Activities,  Family,  Fashion

    Shopping > Harry Potter

    I cut my last two classes to meet my mom at Gateway with the intention to watch Harry Potter. In the middle of stuffing our faces at Taco Bell, however, my mom offered me two thousand pesos—in cash, clothes, shoes, books, whatever I wanted—if I agreed to shop instead of watching HP.
    I FEEL LIKE I HAVE BETRAYED DANIEL RADCLIFFE. I truly do.

    To ease my pain, I bought a pair of Lee skinny jeans and a black lace top that Mom calls *~goth~* but whatever I love it because it’s black, both of which I might wear at this year’s Paskuhan.
    I also got:

    Yay yay yay booklust! It’s cheaper by PHP200 in Fully Booked than in Powerbooks.
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