Tuesday, March 25, 2008

--- Mes vacances de semaine sainte ---

My family spent the holy week in my dad's hometown.. Cauayan, Negros Occidental.
We left Manila March 20, 2008 (Maundy Thursday). We were onboard Cebu Pacific Flight 5J479. Yes, it did not disappoint. The air pressure started building up between my ears soon as we were airborne. It felt like my head started to tighten just like my feeling during previous occasions I had rode a plane. The view from the window blurred fast into a sheet of clouds as I slipped in and out of my unconscious. I was trying to catnap, yet the buzzing, along with the sound of the engine, refused to be ignored. (I began to imagine the "Air Crash Investigation" I watched on TV). To relax, I reached out for a travel magazine (Smile) but I couldn’t find a map. I wanted to know exactly where we were flying over just then. Soon enough, there was a clear spread of island forms in varying shades of green and aquamarine, with coastlines defined by shifting waves. There were slices of white, which I rightly presumed were sand on some beach.

















Finally, we're told we have reached our destination: New Bacolod-Silay Airport of International Standards at around 9:30am. Bacolod is just 45mins. travel to and from Manila via air and 20 hour leisurely cruise aboard world - class sea vessels.
The New Bacolod-Silay Airport of International Standards opened January 18, this year. It sits on a 6-km. stretch in Barangay Bagtic, Silay City, which is about 20 kms. from Bacolod City. Its runway is 2-kms., more than twice longer than the 900-m of the existing airport in Bacolod City . It has provisions for a 500-m extension which will accommodate bigger crafts serving international routes. The airport has 15 check-in counters and three pre-departure areas that lead to three tubes. It has a viewing space, open to the public on the third floor.

The old airport in Bacolod City that began operations in 1936 closed down after the last flight out on January 17, 2008. It cannot be retained because of its proximity to the Silay airport that is within the prohibited distance set by the International Civil Aviation Organization.

The Municipality of Cauayan is located on the southern portion of the Province of Negros Occidental, approximately 113 kms. south of Bacolod City (the City of Smiles), the capital of the province. From Bacolod City, one can reach Cauayan via public utility vehicles in approx. 3 hrs and private car in 2 1/2 hrs. Air-conditioned and non-airconditioned buses are available at the Bacolod City South Terminal. There are also taxis and vans for hire.

Well, thanks to Tito Jun and his wife (Tita Lanie) who fetch us at the airport and take us to the Ceres Bus Terminal. Also, our gratitude to Tito Tiks for the free bus passes! =).

DAY 1: Maundy Thursday
We arrived in Cauayan at around 2:30pm. At long last! We were very, very hungry after so many hours of travel. Good thing, my aunts (Tita Josephine & Tita Luisa) prepared lunch... sweet & sour fish, grilled fish, steamed crabs, adobong sugpo, paella valenciana and spaghetti. We rest for awhile and gave them our pasalubongs.

DAY 2: Good Friday
We woke up early the following day. We had breakfast at my aunt's rest house built near the sea. What a comfy place! The blue sky, bright sun, clean and fresh air, cool wind, white sand and the calm and smooth sea provides a soothing sensation, relaxing enough to suggest yet another dream moment.
After breakfast we went to the cemetery to visit our deceased loved ones.
On our way home, we dropped by at the parcel of land my parents bought 5 years ago. On this site will soon rise our dream vacation house. =)
In the afternoon, we joined in the traditional Lenten devotion, the Stations of the Cross. These stations are the traditional ones which begin with the sentencing of Jesus by Pilate (First Station) but end with The Resurrection of Jesus (the fifteenth station). After the procession, the religious images were brought to the church and was covered with black cloth.
DAY 3: BLACK SATURDAY
Tito Boy & Tita Nene invited us to have lunch at their house.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

- - Rumormongers - -

I hate people who judge others from their mistakes. I hate people that assume they know someone because of rumors told. Hate is a strong word, but it's a fine description of how I feel about “them” that judge me, but don't have any idea of who I am or what I am doing in the present. Some people have a tendency to remember the bad things and never the good. Have you ever heard the saying "When I do good nobody remembers, when I do bad nobody forgets"? I am not proud of my life, I am not happy that some things have to end up this way. I do not regret my choices; it made me become the strong woman that I am now.

I have made it through the worst parts of what life has to offer. Now it's time to enjoy the fruits of what life can give me on the other side of the fence and rid myself of the bad fruits that I allowed to sour my life for so long.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Crayon et Papier

Kung itatanong mo kung gaano kita kamahal, sasabihin ko sa’yo…

Tulad ng pagsasama ng lapis at papel, na mula sa kawalan ay nakabuo ng napakarami ng kabuluhan.

Ako ang lapis at ikaw ang papel!

Susulatan kita ng lahat ng aking pangarap, mga kuwentong masaya at nakakaiyak, guguhit din ako ng mga larawang makulay. Mula doon ay nagsimula ang ating daigdig… ang buhay na pagsasaluhan natin habang kaya ko pang sumulat at hanggang may espasyo pa ako sa mapag-aruga mong papel.

Ngayon, at kung sakaling magsawa ka na at ayaw mo na akong makasama, huwag kang mag-alala. Dahan-dahan itutupi kita upang maging isang eroplanong papel sabay paliliparin sa hangin, sa ilalim ng malawak na langit.

Mula sa itaas makikita mo marahil ang ibang mundo, mundong mula noong magkasama pa tayo. Kasama ng iyong pagiging malaya ang pagpili kung saan mo gustong lumipad. Nandito lang ako at masayang mananalangin na sana higit kaysa sa akin ang mapuntahan mo.

At kung malalaglag ka sa lupa at walang sinuman ang pumansin dahil hindi ka na ‘sing ganda at tayog noong nasa taas ka pang lumilipad, kung lahat ng inaasahan mong pupulot sa’yo ay dinadaan-daanan ka lang… kasabay sa paglubog at pagsikat ng araw, Doon… doon ako darating upang kunin ka at muling iaalok ang mundong binuo ko para sa’yo.

Iaayos ko pa at papantayin ang mga tupi na nalukot mong bahagi nung eroplano ka pa. Ibabalik kita bilang isang papel at ako pa rin ang lapis na walang sawang susulat sa’yo at magiging kasama mo habambuhay…

‘Pag naging totoo na ang mga bagay na hindi natin inaasahan, saka mo ako tanungin kung gaano kita kamahal ---




Ma dernière lettre (My Last Letter)

SINCE I GAVE YOU UP I’VE BEEN lonely
But I have to hide my feelings
I have to be strong
’Coz I know I have to do this on my own.

I’m sorry I had to let you go my heaven
One day my hurting will end along with the longing
One day I’ll stop crying
One day I’ll have peace of mind
One day I’ll smile again
One day I’ll fall asleep and have sweet dreams
One day I’ll move on
One day I’ll be able to face you and your new love with a smile

’Coz I know someone will take care of you
I just hope she knows how lucky she is to have found you

I’m sorry for being the one to break your heart
I’m sorry for taking you for granted
I’m sorry for not paying attention
I’m sorry for being selfish
I’m sorry for making you cry
I’m sorry for not sharing my past
I’m sorry for not keeping my promise

I pray to God that one day you’ll forgive me for what I’ve done
For I know there are no second chances

Thank you for the care and understanding
Thank you for the lessons (about life)
Thank you for holding my hand when I’m scared
Thank you for the years of love
Thank you for the memories
I will always keep them in my pocket

People around see me as a strong woman
If they only knew that every night
My walls hear pieces of my broken heart crashing on the floor

I miss your smell
I miss your kiss
I miss your smile
I miss your touch
I miss the way you look at me...
Forgive me for holding on

I should’ve listened to you,
Now, I’m more lost because I let you go
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not telling you this to win you back
I just want you to know what I feel inside
And I know you’re happy.

Congratulations and Best Wishes!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Something To Think About. . .

Name the 5 wealthiest people in the world.
Name the last 5 winners of the Ms. Universe contest.
Name 10 people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor or actress.
Name the last decade’s worth of World Series winners.

How did you do?

The point is, none of us remember the headline of yesterday. There are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.

Here’s another quiz… See how you do with this one.

List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
Name 3 friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
Name 5 people who have taught you something worthwhile.
Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
Think of 5 people you enjoy spending time with.
Name half a dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you.

Easier?

The lesson?

The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money or the most awards.

They are the ones who care.