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hmm, pretty uneventful weekend at phuket and bangkok. spent a day at each city, and sweated my guts out walking under a blazing midday sun embraced by a cloud of the most humid south east asian air you can imagine. lovely! i scored a shitload of cheap shirts that actually fit me though, which is quite a rarity considering my frame. aside from that, it seemed like i was in a cleaner manila that speaks a different dialect, with chili and peppers on anything edible. it would be nice to come back and do a real thorough combing of the cities though - the heat and humidity really just sapped the life out of me. man, i must be getting old..

tomorrow i'm going to thailand with my dad to accompany him on a business trip. sounds good to me. i still can't get over how intense my batanes trip went. this is all just surreal.

i'm quite curious about this weekend. i've never really been to any other southeast asian country aside from the philippines. well, off we go.

i really don't know what to say. batanes blew me clear off the water, blew me right off my map. i feel like a different person. yikes. those pretty pictures and insane images in your head? that's really no match against what god has hidden up his sleeve. the philippines.. grabe.

i haven't been this excited in a while. i'm off to batanes. this will be great!

if i don't come back, you already know that i love you :)

i might have lost a friend today. it sucks cos she's really cool - unfortunately, a few things came up and she made some decisions, hopefully geared for the better. this feeling of helplessness is not amusing. you just really can't have it all, all the time i guess.

it was great to see therese today though. her new haircut makes her look like a spunky newscaster. cuute!

in a few days, i will be stuffing my trusty backpack and heading up north to batanes for a week. even though there are storms brewing left and right and there's a big possibility that i'll trek up there by my lonesome, i don't really give a shit. i'm thirsty for adventure, and its a good time-out from all the city drama so i can sit out and take pictures of the breathtaking landscapes whilst pausing my existence into a time-space vacuum. rad.

a great chapter comes to a close; today i bid farewell to citibank, and set out for yet another great adventure waiting on the next horizon.

i never really thought i'd have a hard time bidding this gig goodbye. yet i have no qualms because i know that in the end of the day, i did a job that i can be proud of and at the same time met great people (who make everything substantially harder than it should be).. but now i have to move on, and set out what i want to do, what i need to do, what i know i could do.

i try to muster up the right words, but this isn't really cutting it. i never really say goodbye to anyone - we're really just living off each other vicariously.. each one a part of the other, at the same time each instance a part of the next..

and for that, the moments that we've spent together.. for that, i am most thankful.

i love you guys. all of you. :)

sometimes i like talking when no one is listening. but not as much as i like listening when no one is talking. i need a breather. cut the crap, please.

i went to the beach again this weekend, and brought amber along. click on the picture for more! i don't have too much to say this time, i've just been really busy with work and i try to have fun when i can. the drone of everyday life really has this cynical way of creeping up behind you and numbing your senses from all over. once in a while, you really just need to take that break from the picture so you can see it from outside the frame. and that's when i vent on this blog and post lots and lots of pictures. haha!

.. and then there are days that i just don't really care. :)

there is a big chance that i will be going to random beaches the next following weekends. puerto galera pics are online, check it out.

life is good. :)

today marks the first day in a string of five that i haven't consumed anything alcoholic. not to say that my soul is saved however; the closest semblance of intoxication today consisted of sleeping the whole day like a frikkin pig, and now i'm awake with a bad bad case of boredom. only a few more days separate me from the holy week vacation.. to unwind and vegetate further into an incomprehensible blurb. man, i'm bored. where is my sidekick? i need to be saved.

its a great night.

i went hardcore overtime, and left my office at 930pm. i'm "investing" time, trying to figure out a visual basic program that would virtually ELIMINATE my job. while doing monkey robotic labor this afternoon, i realized that this is really an insult to my intelligence, and the exact words that were flashing in my mind were "WHAT A WASTE OF HUMAN CAPITAL". and so i stopped what i was doing, and opened roy's visual basic book to search for answers. its taking awhile, but if i succeed, the project hires of tomorrow will forever love me. well, not really, but i'm just trying to save our dignity as people who should be spending time actually THINKING about more relevant stuff.

more relevant stuff, like elevator girl. and so on my way down, i'm reassessing the direction of my life. 930pm on my way down to the lobby. the elevator stops midway. and then someone comes in. YAY!

so we chitchat for awhile, and its funny because i see in her eyes that shes really really tired, and its not just the physical exhaustion, but there's that spiritual uncertainty about what shes doing. i really wish she knew that i liked her. maybe someday i'll let her know. we had an interesting conversation, and i'd really LOVE to sit down with her next time and nitpick her. *siigh*

afterwards, i had a couple of beers with my idol tiosex at big sky mind. and boy, did he give me a run for my money. my new motto: "are you paying attention?"

and here's one for contention.. thats kinda off tangent: "you don't make friends by making out with them."

two cents?

hallo :)

days like these make me want to go back to the states.

i wish i were a magician (so i can make myself disappear). but if i knew what a magician knew, then it wouldn't be magic anymore. so nevermind.