sea snake, jose cuervo, at iba pa.. rev. 1

it's seldom that you experience something so great in life that you find you're vocabulary still lacking the proper words to describe it.. and since it's so rare, you simply don't want to forget everything that was in it.. as much as i would like to take everything into account in this blog.. okay, so i don't want to write something that long.. if i do, i'll sell it as my first book.. so i'll just jot down words that would always remind me of last saturday ('til sunday), our fabulous ii4onebatch94 reunion at balacbacan beach resort, laiya, san juan, batangas.. in chronological order now..

navigator.. gardu (yung navigator).. jestoni (tropa ni gardu).. floating log.. na sa akin lang lumutang.. bato sa sa ilalim ng dagat (na nalimutan iuwi sa kalasingan at hangover).. snorkeling.. swimming at 1 meter / minute.. snorkel na lumubog (tanga-tanga).. sea-snake.. andro swimming for his life.. videoke machine.. 8-hour marathon videoke.. wild boys (ipakanta ba daw sa akin).. memel, the u-never-learn singer.. barbeque ni jowjow, at.. isaaaaaaaaaawww!!!.. tilapia that i never got to eat.. jose c. (the life and death of the party).. andro, with his 500kmph na pagtatagay.. tekilang bitin (shud have bought four).. san miguel grande (the great extender).. midnight beach race.. stargazing drunk.. walang lumabas na meteor.. :( theyie, aka the bangenge runner-up.. setay, the night's bangenge queen, nagtatawag ng uwak sa toilet bowl (setay: uwaaakkk!! uwaaaakk!).. me, the babysitter of the year.. truth or truth.. and a thousand blind items from it.. tulog sa sahig.. andro's one big happy morning fart.. dingding lang ang pagitan.. mga kwentong bastos ni bobet (paktay na wak lang tigil!!!).. egg festival na breakfast.. movie 1: idol.. bibo films.. movie 2: nemfa.. kodakan to the max.. the long traffic-marred way home..

i hope didn't forget anything.. yami texted from las vegas, the next one's on them.. i'm gonna damn look forward to it.. and i'll make sure there's enough cuervo..

that was the time of my life.. such a fab weekend.. thanks to everyone who came, and to those who are here and abroad who gave their support even though they can't join the event.. wait til you see the pics and the video clips..

and here are some of the shots:


..on the way



..the laiya shoreline



..boat trip



..basa sa dagat



..bangenge nights



..fabulous



..uwian na.. more! more!


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baLisong

rico blanco at his best..

Your face lights up the sky on the highway.
Someday, you'll share your world with me someday.
You mesmerize me with diamond eyes;
I try to fool myself to think I'll be alright.
But I am losing all control -
My mind, my heart, my body and my soul

Never in my life have I been more sure,
So come on up to me and close the door.
Nobody's made me feel this way before;
You're everything I wanted and more.

To speak or not to; where to begin.
The way dilemmas I'm finding myself in.
For all I know you only see me as a friend.
I try to tell myself wake up fool; this fairy tale's got to end.

Never in my life have I been more sure,
So come on up to me and close the door.
Nobody's made me feel this way before;
You're everything I wanted (more)

You're everything I wanted..




oh well..

nga pala, dalawang tulog na lang.. wag kaya ako matulog ngayon para isa na lang.. hehe..

on my winamp: baLisong din..

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Bang Bang..

i watched kill bill volume 1 just last night.. i had just one comment at the end of the movie.. hayup, linteeeekk!!

that was.. bloody. the story's great.. uma thurman, it seems to me is a perfect quentin tarantino material (remember pulp fiction?).. and lucy liu and her crazy 88 bunch was just like taken from the rorouni kenshin animé series.. and i liked her crazy-pretty-seventeen-year-old-chick personal bodyguard Gogo.. hehehe.. and finally, the soundtrack is simply amazing.. it kept tarantino's reputation of assembling an eclectic line-up, yet effectively brings the movie to an awesome auditory level..

that was one hell of a plasma-squirting ride..

on my downloads folder: mp3 file of nancy sinatra's 'bang bang (my baby shot me down)', from the kill bill vol. 1 soundtrack..

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para sa batch..

it was one pretty cool night last night, as the organizers of the coming iifour-onebatch94 out-of town-reunion wined, dined, and sung their throat out.. well, after doing some organizing, of course..

andro picked me up at my place around 4 pm, then off we went to memel's place since doc was still on her way home.. watched sumo wrestling and harry potter for a while, then at around 5 pm, doc was finally home.. so we took off and we're finally in our first meeting place.. after a minute, setay arrived with the first thing that came into my mind when i saw her car coming.. the pizza.. it was.. hawaiian.. darn.. but it was good.. i had three of the eight slices.. and we were 5..

after the eating, we called up some former classmates, trying to confirm if they're IN or OUT for the event.. i think we were able to talk to only two people.. the first one was short of saying no, and the other one was trying to buy a package deal with two other people.. oh well.. and so glady came in late, fresh from EK, and then we proceeded to rojonet.. bobet was already there when we came.. then kambaliza, the class prez, followed suit..



from left: glads, doc theyie, setay, andro, memel, LoN, bobet..



from left: glads, doc theyie, setay, andro, memel, bobet, kambaliza..

it was dinner time, so we ordered our food first.. with some people singing on the side.. after we were full (i bet andro was the pinakabusog, hehehe), we went full throttle on the planning, finalizing the food and and the meeting place, gave our 500 bucks contribution (while waiting for the 'remittances' of classmates from abroad), and distributing each one's assignment.. i had the most intoxicating task, figuratively.. i'll buy two jose cuervos (for the 'shoot'.. it's on me and setay) and some lemons (for the 'suck' part).. me asin (lick) naman siguro sa beach.. and after that, kantahang umaatikabo na, hehe.. we even left the place long after the owner left us.. not so bad for a planning session.. great night.. too bad i missed a call that shouldn't be missed.. you can't really have it all in life, hehe..

it's 6 days to go and i just hope andro's deal with God (or so he says) not to let it rain on the 29th doesn't screw up.. amen.

on my television: lamang na ang indiana sa detroit, aaaargh..!!

til next blarbs.. peace..

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intertropical convergence zone..

here comes the rain again, falling on my head like a memory.. awraaaayt.. hinde pa man tapos ang bilangan, wala pa mang hunyo, wala pa man akong gelpren, e bumabagyo na sa pilipinas.. crap, i haven't changed my jacket in 3 years.. it's a gift, actually.. i gotta buy a new one.. it's called the rainy-days fashion.. it's also the time of the season where everyone around you is either sneezing or mimicking a doberman, so be extra careful.. when in doubt about the weather, bring at least a jacket, if you're not an umbrella-person.. don't be a suicidal like me, hehe.. like i did last monday, all winds and rain, yet in bare shirt and jeans though i know i'll be going home late that night.. stubborn is a word made for me.. and one more, take your vitamins.. it helps.. one thing's for sure, masarap matulog nang maaga the past few nights.. that reminds me.. time to hibernate.. til next blog..

p.s. doc, setay (mga masisipag dumalaw dito), please pray hard not to rain on the 29th and the 30th.. dat wud sak big taym..

peace..

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in too deep..

there are things to be done which can be done one way.. and there are things to be done several ways.. the rightful way to one may be the opposite way to another.. and doing that one way may hurt someone doing the other way.. fact of life is, being righteous knows no compromise.. and that could entail giving up everything that one holds dear.. we do have a choice, a free will.. but in the end, the choices that we make today will make us what we'll be tomorrow.. and regret is not an option.. it hurts big time..

i'll call it a day.. working saturday awaits.. until then..

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this wedding sucks..

it was no wedding of the year, if people attendance is to be the gauge.. blame it partially on the rain which almost ruined the occasion.. but anyway despite the relatively private affair wherein we saw only family members and several close friends of the couple, it was a pretty big event in our lives, specially us, the “ever-there” cohorts of the groom.. unfortunately (or fortunately) jerry and I weren't sitting side by side during the ceremony (he is the worst, er.. best man so he was somewhere nearer the couple) or the priest could have thrown us out of the imus cathedral.. we just cant imagine lynyrd getting married that much that we could have described silly to each other every little things that was happening during the wedding.. and that could be quite loud with lots of stupid giggles at the side.. so finally he got married.. and I uttered the words “this sucks” at least 30 times this day.. it was already yesterday actually..

so I was asked to light their way.. duh.. cant they light it before we come to save me and my partner the trouble.. hehehe.. along with me on the lighting trip was tintin, apparently doc ahyin’s (the bride) best buddy in college.. we saw each other again after several years.. she looks pretty same.. and shes also a dentist now..

I dont usually listen to catholic priests blarbs (goodness, I dont even go to church anymore) but somehow I managed to listen since I have no one to talk to anyway.. surprisingly, the priest talked with so much sense.. just like those forwarded articles on e-mail about relationships.. so logical and so biblical..

The reception was held in the clubhouse of centennial homes subdivision.. the food was nice and the tables were placed around the pool.. it took us sometimes before we got to eat because the friggin host was late.. and its part of the reception program to announce the arrival of the entourage.. while waiting, lynyrd was telling me “ pare sa dasma yata nakarating, naligaw na.. ” referring to dasmarinas town which is roughly 15 kilometers from our location.. and there and then I said “ this sucks ” for about the 26th time.. anyway, she finally came, we got to eat, saw some friends and former classmates (including the one which I forgot to ask for her number), doc tintin caught the bouquet, jerry got the garter, they did the “ higher! ” thing, and they even danced and jerry got to give her a buss on the cheek.. cool..

We finally left the place (we waited for quite a while for our ride home) at around 11 pm, carrying each a music cd souvenir containing the couples choice love songs.. I went straight home while jerry accompanied her girlfriend home.. it was.. well.. a day..

On my winamp: guns n roses, paradise city (aah.. highschool days..)
On my PS2: NBA live 2004 (50-19 na win-loss ko, yahoo)
On the dirty clothes bin: the stupid barong..

Until then.. vote wisely, people.. (read: ping for president)

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sa luneks..er, lunes..

it's 5 days to go and several million of us will cast our votes to oblivion.. hopefully not.. i won't make this long though, let us all just pray for an honest and clean, if not intelligent, election on May 10..

just came into my mind.. if this dude is still alive and running, i would definitely go for him.. and i owe no explanations to anyone.. well maybe just one.. we share the same birth date..

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peace..!

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more than meets the eye..

who would have thought that i'd be thankful traffic policemen are non-existent during the wee hours.. definitely not me, but i did just this morning at around 1:30 am.. we were aboard our friend's car, he's driving us to baclaran for our ride home.. tinatahak namin yung kahabaan ng p. ocampo (formerly vito cruz.. who is he anyway?) galing kaming sta. ana.. so we crossed osmena hi-way, and we headed towards taft avenue.. then after a few seconds, a huge (yeah, sinlaki ni optimus prime) truck was casually on the collision path with us.. surprised as we were, it's just afterwards we realized that we headed on a one-way street.. goodness, Lino's (the driver) young driving career was almost tainted.. with violation ticket at the very least.. more if we didn't get off the truck's way early.. lesson of the event: stop, look, and look for something to read..

actually we just came from eloise's place, had a short choir practice, and then kainan na (my main objecive, hehe..) ng world famous sisig ni fionski.. plus the host served us spaghetti which ginawa naming kanin sa sisig.. then sabay salang ng videoke cd's.. it was nice to see them masag dudes and dudettes again, plus the newbie jeff (bombero), which i expect will be a permanent fixture on future EB gatherings.. we finally met aves who came with her guy, kim.. then sumabit din si jefferson (toink) who met the group for the first time.. he was just around pedro gil at that time so ronnie decided to bring him in.. and then there was eloise's jolly kuya gary which roams on masag also.. and also i got to see former classmate/seatmate ria again.. it was a great evening really, capping the event with the sta. ana gurls' (eloise, fiona, ivy, ria) version of "basang basa sa ulan.." pamatay-litid ang version nila, i'm telling you..

i was supposed to watch hellboy today with my future lawyer.. but she didn't call or even send me SMS yesterday, so i assumed that she can't go out today.. besides, i woke up late today anyway.. eventually, she called me to confirm everything.. another missed movie, i should say.. the perils of being single.. you miss the movies that you not-so-want to watch.. hehehe..

blogged so early..? well, i'll be out of the house this evening (most probably for the rest of Labor Day), gonna go to Lynyrd's house (the-inevitable-groom) and perform a ritual called "patayang-inuman.." yeah, the dude and his girlfriend tooth-doc arlene will be having their wedding next week, May 8.. no, i don't think we'll be having a stag party-type thing tonight.. most probably we'll just drink his last bachelor days away.. but if he has other plans, well i'm not complaining..

on my winamp 5.03 - the vines' version of "ms. jackson"
on my pS2 - 007 everything or nothing
on my hair - bench hairlastic flexible fiber na humalo na sa pawis.. makaligo na..

may the force be with you..


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