born again

hey, am i at the right site?

after moooooonths (yes, six Os for six months) of being pestered by either negligence or pure laziness, or either being dumped in a dust dwelling or just pure mind vacation, i am back.

yeah, as if YOU care.

Or if you do, you must be a good friend of mine or just my ever-gorgeous-and-sweet girlfriend.

Apparently, the latest occurrences are the only ones i can share with you.

As if you also care. Hehehehe.

But anyway, i just had this conscience of mine (yeah, that's also the one coming out whenever i use Safeguard. :p )persistently telling me to update. and i don't know, for some or no apparent reason at all, i was able to do so.

so i'm back. (as if you care. bwahahahaha). Kidding.

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First up, we (jp, jay, my better-half, and I) had been to Zamboanga City, April 8-18, for the coverage of PRISAA-Nationals (PRISAA needs not to be spelled out for it is a known acronym, and everybody is already accustomed to its meaning. Or if you aren't, you should be. And the rationale? It is according to our Publication's stylebook. Stylebook, where art thou? :p )

Anyway, not much of an enjoyment for we weren't able to explore the city that keenly and that long. Too bad, we had to do the coverage. Worse, it caused me too much tanned skin that i couldn't even recognize myself from a burnt tocino or a grilled liempo. Tsk, tsk. Grace was even thinking twice whether she'd continue her relationship with me or not due to my drastic skin color change. Just kidding. She still loves me anyway. :p

I don't know if you'd laugh at me with what I'm going to reveal in the next few lines, but i just feel the urge to blurt this out.

"First times" happened, really.

Yeah, 'twas my first time to ride a plane. Honestly, yes. It was also my first to ride a ferry. Pota, kung hindi pa pala ako makakapunta ng Zamboanga para mag-cover ng mga laro e hindi pa ako makakasakay sa mga lecheng 'yun. :p

Pathetic.

It was also my first time to eat balls and dick, literally... Balls and dick ng BAKA. Hehehe. I think I was not the only who had this first. JP, Jay, and Grace also admit it was also their buena mano.

A carinderia in Zambo offers this "Soup no. 5," which apparently contains the abovesaid cow's (or bull's) copulatory organs. So we dared each other that before we leave Zamboanga, we have to taste such exotic delicacy. And we did. The taste? Somehow it tastes like an ordinary meat. It's just that the thought that you are eating balls and dick... eewww! So the eating really was awful. But it only tastes like a typical meat with a touch of balut.

Thank God we didn't have to rush to the nearest washroom to excrete. Hehehe.

We weren't able to go to Sta. Cruz Island, the main attraction in Zamboanga City though flooded with NPAs according to townspeople. We were too late. According to the secretaries we talked to from the Departmet of Tourism there, they only allow people to go to the said island in the morning or at noon. But we came two hours after noon. Too bad that we already brought our "damit na pampaligo" and readied our smiles for the unlimited photowhoring sessions. Awww... :'(

And the replacement for the misadventure? We ended up going to a museum that only Biology peeps (as what Grace has exclaimed) could appreciate.

Yeah, as if there were no museums back in Manila. Pota.

Good thing there were popcorn and cotton candy vendors and stalls selling accessories. We just let ourselves enjoy and forget the disappointing encounter. :'(

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By night, we were boarded to the ferry, with constant airing of Superferry's latest single by Sharon Cuneta "Kelan ka huling nasiyahan, bago ka dumating sa pupuntahan, sa bagong Superferry... Happy Trip." :) Jp was glad to know that we could have more bonding sessions via the videoke tripping. Yeah, but we first had to pay for a meal that costs P50 above before we could have our vocal cords "an ooovernight's use." Hehehe. At dahil gusto naming apat na kumanta, nag-patak-patak kami para lang makabuo ng meal na nagkakahalaga ng singkwenta pesos. At walang hanggang videoke na 'yun! Palakpak ang tenga ni Jp. :p

By the second night, we decided to go at the roof deck to view how the ferry was fighting against the waves at a speed of nearly 150 miles/hour. Naks, parang totoong nasukat! Kunwari lang pero ganun ang estimate ko.

At dahil sa likas kaming mga bata, natuwa naman kami sa lakas ng hangin na animo'y tatangayin ang isang patpating hindi lalagpas ang timbang sa 90 lbs. At dahil dito, kaming mga bata ay naglaro na kunwari ang isa sa amin ay may super powers na kayang patalsikin ang mga kalaban sa bisa ng hangin. In fairness, lumabas ang acting prowess ni Grace (At ang Tala ay iginawad kay... Marian Grace Pagtakhan para sa papel na Boy Hangin. Clap, clap, clap). Hahahaha.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Kakaawa kami. Pero hindi nga. Masarap kayang maglaro ng ganun. Promise. Hehehe. :p

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After the two-day trip via ferry, we had our ways parted. And the four of us, being exhausted, scruffy, exasperated and all, headed to our homes to give the much-awaited pasalubongs by the ones we left for 10 days--ang isang tambak ng maruruming damit. Bwahahaha. For sure, na-miss din naman nila kami... kahit papaano. ;p