Honestly, I haven't been to the lake for 8 freaking years! So it's been a really looooong time. T_T

We missed the turn and almost ended up farther up (in Gaas?) but good thing we figured we were heading to no man's land so we turned back and eventually found our way back to the other side of the lake... Whew! The woods can be tricky sometimes...

Take nothing but pictures.
Leave nothing but footprints.
Kill nothing but time.

RameNoodles invade Lake Danao!!! ♥
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All in all a good trip... Indeed good things come to those who wait. :)


xoxo,

...BUY IT IN EVERY COLOR!



That is, if you can afford it.

I bought my first pair of Doc Martens ten years ago. Back in college, when everyone was being a rebel and DMs was a statement, I had to save up every cent I could from my allowance so I could buy THIS pair of boots. I've had boots back in high school, two of them actually. But those were the ones I would wear during Citizens Army Training (CAT) formation and the other steel-toed ones I would wear when it rained. However, they weren't the 1460 8-eye DMs! Not even close...



So why Doc Martens? Hello? I was a teenager then! What did you expect? I wanted to join the revolution! Since I had no job, I had to save up for it. And boy, was it worth every single penny!




That was probably the most expensive thing I bought with my own money back then and it was the best investment I've ever made in my college life... aside from graduating with flying colors, of course. I mean, where did my allowance really go? I have no idea. But whenever I look at my still alive and kicking pair of boots, I smile remembering the good ol' days.





And would you believe, 10 years later... I still have them!?!?




Yup, that's what makes a Dr. Martens! A friend of mine told me before that it is actually the Goodyear™ welted construction that gives the shoes its durability. But what I really like about these shoes are the air-cushioned soles that absorb shocks on rough and uneven surfaces, and then there is that cushioning pad that adds extra comfort under the ball of the foot. Can you say, Airwair!?














My mom would ask me why I wear these boots when it looks so heavy and uncomfortable. Alas! That's what most people who don't know the Doc Martens difference would think! However, once you try them on... you'd probably won't take them off. If that store in Cebu didn't close down, I'd probably own more Doc Martens than Havaianas. The brand now is like nowhere to be found! In my part of the world anyway... being geographically-challenged and all.



I wish more stores would carry the brand once more and have all those colors available. I bought black because I used my DMs as my everyday school shoes. I had quite a number of shoelaces for variety. As you can tell, my favorite are the red ones. :)


I remember this one time we were out on a tree planting activity and it was a little muddy on our way there. We had to climb up this hill and clumsy ol' me tripped. (Classic!) My newly pedicured toes would have been ruined and my feet would have hurt really bad had I not worn my DMs and thank goodness for a friend also wearing his DMs who grabbed me immediately... else we'd come tumbling down like Jack and Jill who should have worn a pair of Doc Martens when they went to fetch that friggin' pail of water. Tra la la, la la la la...

Two things you can never have too many of: Good friends and good shoes. ^_ ^






P.S. While on the subject of shoes, be sure to watch THE RED SHOES coming soon in theatres near you!






xoxo,

This year's Valentine's Day sucked... NOT!!! This was the most pricele$$ Valentines Day ever... in my history! :P



It was totally unexpected. Nothing was planned. (The fishball part didn't happen one bit!) Everything was as spontaneous as it could get. Even the whole flowers and chocolate moment, it left me stammering and at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say. I mean, I'm not the type of girl you give chocolates and flowers to because first of all, I have realized long before that VDAY is a spawn of commercialism and all the hype is nothing but a cunning capitalist scheme really. However, this year's VDAY was a total romantic opportunity (especially for my Udon Boy) and aside from the fact that EVERYDAY IS VALENTINES DAY for us, this day definitely went down to our books by absolutely showing love, seeing love, and feeling all the love.
Now let the pictures speak for themselves.



Words do help but okay, here's the story. Just when I got ready to hit the fishball stand (I could taste the mouth-watering sauce already), the clever Noodle Boy called around lunch time and told me he's picking me up because we're having a REAL lunch together. I was like, "Uhhh you mean like a full course meal kinda thing?" I can hear him nod from the other end so yeah, I changed to a more appropriate "lunch date" attire. Not in a dress because I don't do dresses either. I thought maybe I should just wear red for the day... and be like most people who are "WANTED".

And what do you know? Boyfriend took me to a restaurant where we had the whole place to ourselves. Okay, maybe because it was an hour past 12 when we got there... you know, being the girl that I am, it took me that long to get changed. :P
Food was ready when we arrived. Nothing more exciting than grilled prawns in lemon butter sauce, kinilaw, and some crispy pata. Alright, so maybe he didn't go all the way and got us caviar and fois gras (as if you can really find that in Ormoc!), but this meal was absofckinglutely awesome! We just had to order extra rice. ^_^




By the time I was stuffed and burping like crazy, Noodle Boy held my hand and said, "I'm sorry I'm not really good at this." He claims it's his first real Valentines Day date *ever*. Okay, okay. Ask him if you don't believe me. Then out of the blue, he magically pulled out a bouquet of flowers from under the table and a box (or can) of chocolates! WTF!

My expression was priceless or so he told me later on when he saw me BLUSH for the first time ever since we've known each other for the past TWENTY FRIGGIN' THREE (23) years! Good heavens! It never occurred to me, really, that he had some tricks up his sleeve. Not an inkling! I swear, man... I felt ambushed. >.<


We drove around the city the rest of the afternoon, for what seemed like forever, not really knowing where to go... but I couldn't care less. I was with the love of my life! Even though Noodle Boy kept talking endlessly about how I reacted when he gave me the flowers and the chocolates telling me that it was really priceless... (and for everything else, there's Mastercard!) Haha!



So what did I get for him? Nothing that money can buy. A labor love I'd like to call it. Here's a clue:


Now, he didn't see that one coming. ^_^

Because I was feeling loved and all, I did what I do best. Whine and act like a big baby? NO! I decided to go ahead and make my Noodle Boy dinner. Yes, I can cook! I'm not good for nothing, you know.


I make absolutely delicious fried chicken and mind-blowing gravy! I'm not kidding. My cousins would ask me to make some for them when I was living in Cebu before. You gotta try it!



After all that heavy lunch we had, I could hardly believe Noodle Boy finished more than a platter of rice for dinner! Such is a man who is in love, huh? And the only way to get to a guy's heart is through his stomach they say! Tee hee!

Haaayy... gugma. ♥


Don't you just love Valentines Day? Makes you act all corny. But who the heck cares? I'M IN LOVE. So bug off if you don't understand what it's like...


I love Valentines Day.
But most of all, I love Cariño Mio!



xoxo,

Normally I don't write about politics or anything related to our government because it makes me vomit depressed, but the recent blackout/brownouts or power outages had prompted me to blog about it. Why? Because it's annoying and I want to de-stress myself. Now I have a weird feeling these recent turn of events, blame it on the TransCo or whoever you want, I feel has something to do with the automated voting for the upcoming elections. Perhaps they want to do it the old way, maybe because cheating would be so much easier? The "dagdag-bawas" technique has been proven for so many years and had been carried out effortlessly. But what do I know about it, right? I'm just a common law-abiding citizen who does not know where my taxes go. (I don't pay much anyway because I freelance a lot. So yeah.) You know, this is one of the reasons why I shifted from my Political Science course. I figured everything I was taught in class will never happen in real life.
I guess I read and watch too many conspiracy theories to make me ponder this time. But it can't be helped. The signs are everywhere! I mean, I am here at the hotel, writing this piece, and the moment we arrived at the parking lot, I was like, "What in blazes is happening now? Too many cars with red-plates and single digit ones plus uniformed men here. Is there a convention or did these guys just find out how yummy the seafood pizza is at the hotel?"

Okay, the pizza at Sabins Hotel is great! You must try it. I'm not getting paid for this ad but hey, I blog about stuff I highly recommend. And if you don't like pizza much, try their clubhouse sandwich. It's pretty good for the price you have to pay. It's a hotel. Duh.

Anyways, back to the topic.
Better Ormoc (recently dubbed "Bitter Ormoc") has been hacked. Who hacks Facebook accounts? I know scorned ex-lovers and scammers do but as far as I can tell, the election heat is on! People are arguing about stuff that makes my nose bleed. I couldn't care less... so what kind of a citizen, am I? I don't know. Maybe I'm the kind who doesn't want to get involved in politics. It's too... chaotic. Case in point, the Maguindanao massacre. Too many lives at stake, and less is spared.
I remember almost failing my Finance major subject back in college. The teacher and I were arguing about our currency, until it reached to the point where I blurted how I hated getting freedom from the United States. I mean, we'd be freaking US citizens by now and we have USD to spend! But instead, we have a bad economy to deal with and rampant graft and corruption throughout the country. I swear, man... It makes me depressed thinking about it. So I'd rather not dwell on this subject and go back to my world, eating rainbows and pooping butterflies. Trust me, it's a much happier thought.
So is there light at the end of the tunnel? I'm not sure. I hope so but I don't really want to count on it because I might need a shrink then, and mental health medications don't come cheap. Oh well, better get down on my knees and PUSH (pray until something happens).
In the meantime, I'm going to go ahead and stuff myself with all the carbohydrates I can because the next thing you know, there might be a shortage of rice again. Pretty ingenious stuff to divert the people's attention to from the much bigger problems this country has... and don't get me started on this one. Did you know somebody won the freaking 200 Million Peso lotto last night? And when I said somebody, it means just ONE lucky sonovabitch! Gawd, I just find that really hard to believe.
Okay, I'll shut up now because I don't know, maybe I don't want to die? I'd like to get married and have kids until some kind of crazy newly-discovered disease without a cure gets me in my old age.

P.S. This blog is not carefully thought out. It was written in less than 15 minutes, so don't start questioning my opinions because THIS IS MY BLOG and I will write what I want here. Now, off you go...

Once again, my brain cells have died on me and I cannot seem to compose anything for my blog. Ugh. I know, this blog is worthless. It sucks and you shouldn't be reading it. :P

Then again, pictures really paint a thousand words. Words that seem to escape me... FOR NOW. But I promise to take more brain-boosting vitamins so I can blog my heart out the way I used to.
Now what?

Lazy afternoons are back again. After all the viajes that took place, I'm back to spending my days figuring out what to do and where to go to in this crazy yet beautiful provincial town. I wanted to work out and lose weight but alas, my indolence gets the best of me. I can't help it... I'm too bent out of shape to exercise. LOL! A contradiction on its own, just like me.

So this ensued...








You gotta love the coming summer season. Wait, is it El Niño already? Nah... With my Noodle Boy and music = LOVE... Nothing can beat that, not even the heat.
xoxo,