31 March 2011

To a Decade and Beyond

March 27, 2011 marked ten years of glorious excellence by my batch, Philippine Science High School 2001. It seemed just like yesterday.
That's me getting my diploma! 
Back when Neoprint was still cool.
After the graduation rites.

I have said before that I owe a lot of what I have became to Pisay. All that pressure and stress have trained me to become a much equipped and balanced human being. I mean, we don't just study. We also know how to party. I met my girls there and I would treasure them forever!
Graduation Ball at Manila Peninsula

I scrambled for my high school yearbook and reminisced. Yes I'm a nostalgia freak like that.
That's the 16-year old me talking. Maybe I was wiser then.
It's our jubilarian year! I'm looking forward to celebrating it this September! Woot!

Penshoppe and Ichigo Giveaway from Drowning Equilibriums

Style blogger Aisa of Drowning Equilibriums is currently having 2 contests on her blog: Penshoppe and Ichigo.

Penshoppe, a brand that I have grown up with, has revamped their stores and reading her blog makes me want to head over to the nearest branch and check it out!

grabbed from penshoppes website

Aisa and Penshoppe are giving away 3 GCs worth 1000 pesos to 3 lucky winners. All you have to do is do the following:
1. Follow Drowning Equilibriums via Google Connect or Bloglovin.
2. Follow Penshoppe's FB and Twitter page.
3. Shere this with everyone via twitter, FB or repost in your blog, like what I just did.

Meanwhile, Ichigo will also be giving away a pair of shoes from their new premium line, Something for Ichigo.
grabbed from Drowning Equilibriums

Mechanics:

1. Follow Drowning Equilibriums via Google Connect or Bloglovin.
2. Follow Ichigo's FB and Multiply page.
3. Shere this with everyone via twitter, FB or repost in your blog, like what I just did.


Geez I hope I win!

30 March 2011

Dumaguete-Siquijor Adventure: Roller Coaster Day 3!

In replacement of what was supposedly a whole day of sand and sea at Siquijor, we visited Twin Lakes which was about an hour drive away from the city. The road going there was bumpy and uphill. It was very cold that morning and not to mention foggy.

Despite the chill, we were determined to make the most out of that experience. The boys went on kayaking while the girls were sitting pretty on a boat. We went to the other side, climbed a treehouse where the other lake can be viewed.
The entertaining pair
Sitting pretty
The competitive pair

We discovered that Jean's jacket had gone missing upon our return. The mystery of the jacket which, well, put two and two together and it's not that hard to figure out that somebody took the jacket. Buhbye jacket.

We arrrived at the Dumaguete port and boarded the fastcraft to Siquijor. About an hour, which frankly seemed like an eternity of angry waves, we reached Siquijor. We had four freaking hours to cover the most locations. Now I know how those contestants in the Amazing Race felt.
Snap and snap! Everything should be covered in 5 minutes!

First stop: Cambugahay Falls.
So breathtaking...
Tabing Ilog much? LOL.
Still trying to figure out what it was they were trying to do here.
I like this. :)


So picturesque and yet we were not able to take a dip in the water. Time constraints. Booness. Poor us.
Tired!
The long drive could have been worth it had we been able to swim. Next stop was the Lazi convent and the church.

Well we stayed there for a good ten minutes. It's crazy. I was finally getting giddy because I was pretty sure that I would be able to finally swim but lo and behold, we only have about 45 minutes at Palaton beach; and that would only be enough for lunch and photo ops. The shore was pristine but the sea itself was full of grass and lots of sea urchins.
Palaton Beach. 
Lunch by the shore. 
Street fighter. Hayah!
Let's just be merry and happy.

And we actually thought that our misery was over. We were already planning our drinking session while on our way to the port. Imagine our faces when we were told that the fastcraft had a problem and that the next trip would be the following morning. Problem was, our flight was the following morning. so we went cruising around town, panic-stricken and thinking of the best solution. We called our contacts in Manila to have us sleep at the depot. Paul even called the navy for escort haha. We headed to the office of Delta where other stranded passengers were waiting and gave us the option to rent a diving boat which could hold 50 people. I was not convinced since the sea was very turbulent but having no choice we decided to go for it. While all of this was happening, Harry was sleeping on the front seat. OH-EM-GEE. He had the nerve to actually sleep??? Good thing somebody at the port called our driver (who was much, much more helpful) that Delta would be sailing. So we hurried to the port and ran over to the boat when the boatman (if he was called such) asked for our tickets. Harry was poker faced and told him that we had no tickets because he exchanged it for the following day's trip. We were really begging for them to let us in the ferry. Thanks to the helpful people at port who just picked ten tickets from their pile and gave it to the boatmen. I swear, I could have pushed Harry straight to the water. He even was able to crack jokes about what happened. I decided to sleep it the whole trip off. Stress!

I could barely talk to Harry upon arriving at Dumaguete so we had a plan to go out in groups and leave him at the hotel. How dense and insensitive could this man be??? Didn't he realize that we do not want him near us? Bob and I went for a walk and dropped by the bell tower and cathedral where I lit candles for thanksgiving and for my non-existent lovelife.
Pink is the color of my energy.
We then converged but the others could not escape harry so we had no choice but to let him tag along. Anyway, just like a cat, we lost him an hour after. Mwahaha. Last night was spent drinking inside a non-alcoholic hotel. We were stubborn like that.
Rum coke in a mineral water bottle. Resourceful kids!
What's this?
The gang with Julius taking the photo.
Cough syrup
No comment. Hahaha.
Oh and the award of the night goes to...
Need I explain more?
Well the rest of the night was spent getting crazy...and damn IT WAS CRAZY.

The whole trip could have been better because we felt that we were not able to get the value of our money but nevertheless it was fun because of the people I was with. We are even planning the next trip and I am getting really excited! No more tour guides this time.

So let us cap this trip with this very summery song:


I kiss you, and nobody needs to know.

*****
So again guys, do not book 7107 Islands Tours. Total waste of money.


Dumaguete-Siquijor Series:

29 March 2011

Dumaguete-Siquijor Adventure: Ho-hum Day 2.

Our itinerary for the day was to go Dolphin watching at Bais then head over to Manjuyod Sandbar. We were up at 4 AM because we were set to leave an hour after. Guess what? The sun was already up when we left the hotel because Harry said that our food was still being prepared. We later on found out that he switched vans and the second one did not arrive on time. So much for getting chummy with the dolphins. the only thing I was able to catch was nausea due to the churning of my stomach caused by the terrible waves at sea. Since there were no dolphins, we immediately headed over to Manjuyod Sandbar. The blues of the ocean were so calming.
Simply beautiful.
En route to Manjuyod.
At 10 AM everyone was so hungry that they were demanding for lunch. I could not even bear to put anything inside my mouth because if I did, I would end up polluting the sea with my puke.
Lunch. I can't eat anything. Boo. I can't even position myself for a good photo.
I decided to go jump into the water to relieve myself of dizziness. The tide did not go low enough for us to really see the sandbar but the water there was shallow nonetheless. Good thing I had a dry pack for my camera because the waves would totally wreck had I used it without.
See how blue the water is?
It took about 20 shots in burst mode for this to come out.
Say whuuut Bob???
Happy happy!

Oh and presenting the second in the series.
Notebook: Summer edition version2
Since the water was rising and we gave up on all hope that the sandbar would be visible any moment so we decided to head back. We went to this mangrove watchamacallit (farm? plantation? dunno) and honestly, I think it was Harry's first time as well. I was asking myself why the hell would we want to go there? We were joking that we were stars in our own own suspense movie wherein we would disappear one by one and be fed to the witches of the unknown. We're imaginative like that.
Koreanovela effect yes?
What the hell are we doing here?
Lo and behold Bob. I swear di ko kinaya (I can't take it). Hahaha.

Oh and to add more absurdity to this leg of the trip, and to compensate for the lack of dolphins to watch, we went bangus watching! How cool is that? *insert sarcasm here*
Gigantic bangus
Joanne while calling a bangus: "Muniiiing..." LOL.

With much disappointment, we headed back to Dumaguete to continue with our city tour and we passed by this old train coach which just happened to be along the road. It would look good on photos so what the hell? Take pictures!
Choochoo!
Bob whattaface. Nyahaha.
After changing we headed to Sidlakang Negros Tourism Village. It was set up for tourists to get to know the products and the culture that each town of the province has to offer.
Fruit bar. You like?
Our only complete jump shot. 
We passed by Silliman University which comprises practically a fourth of Dumaguete. It is the oldest american Institution in the country.
The oldest building. Creepy.
Harry left us so that he could purchase ferry tickets for our Siquijor trip the following day. I was surprised that he has not secured tickets way before even though we had settled this a long time ago. While waiting for him we decided to have street food along the boulevard.

This was the moment when Harry called and informed us that there is no longer a 5:45 AM trip on Saturdays and the earliest would be at 10 AM. I was so pissed because he should have not scheduled a Siquijor trip on a Saturday if this was the case. He should have known this all along! What's worse, the return trip was at 3 PM. Siquijor in 4 hours??? The hell! So as not to piss everyone entirely, we came up with an alternative to visit Twin Lakes before going to Siquijor.

After dinner, we had drinks to drown our irritation with Harry. It was also Lia's first monthsary with her boyfriend who was back in Manila. Yey!

Best anecdote of the night
Category: mga sakit na inilalagay na excuse letter (sickness/diseases written on an excuse letter)
Bob: "Namatayan!" (Somebody died!)

Alright! Hahaha.

*****
Warning again folks. Do not book 7107 Islands Tours. Waste of money.



Dumaguete-Siquijor Series
1. Dumaguete-Siquijor Adventure: Good Vibes on Day 1!
3. Dumaguete-Siquijor Adventure: Roller Coater Day 3!
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