The canyon is one of the famous spots in the world. It was created by the
This striking mark is also well known because of the thick sequence of ancient rocks that are well preserved and marvelously exposed in the walls of the canyon.
Got some photos here..
Long bus rides is a lot of fun for me, and hmmm... I find it really cool. I traveled to Bicol last Friday (Sept. 4, 2009) to Camarines Sur, where I and my five grade school classmates will meet at CWC (Camarines Sur Water Sports Complex).
It was actually one of our friends’ (Maryrose Cellona-Sy) church wedding after she was courteously wed and have two sons; such a lucky woman that she already has her own family to take care of. I was with Lailani, Leah, Chris, Cecille and Alvin (Cecille’s hubby). We stayed at CWC’s private Villa’s while the wedding itself was held at one of
Back at CWC range, I and Cecille had a white wine session since my Habibi won’t let me drink beers anymore, whew! We had some chit chats too and had time to reminisce ‘bout our grade school memoir, and oh! Laughter burst out in our crib.
The next day was a walk through the entire place of CWC as we took pictures for a keepsake. Weather was fine so we in fact enjoyed the entire morning. I refused to try the kayak again since I find it boring. We just stayed at one corner and savor the day appreciating those guys who plays the wake boarding. We headed home to the City of
Camarines Sur Water Sports Complex can be reached by land through Buses going to Bicol areas. The place of rest will be at Pili, Camarines Sur then take a short motor ride to hit the vicinity. It is one of Bicol’s awesome places so don’t drop a moment to visit the site.
It was an awesome afternoon at Filoil Kapitolyo Pasig when these Señorita’s gather together for a happy hour. Foods were scattered at the slab for dine and drinks to get stewed in time. Every one did burst out into song and dance to the hymn of the theme. Kai who was tag as “birit bulilit” gave the best warble of her songs; Mayan was forced to sing and ohh!we’re all tickled by it. Meme twist in her best motion and I, hmmm… indeed rocks in cool notch.
I woke up with a rainy morning this day, and whew!that makes me so lazy to get up and prepare myself for work. It always gives me two minds if I’m going to move or not, hehehe… but when I think of my responsibilities at the office, hmmmm… I gotta need to tell myself, “get up girl, you need to work!” hahaha…or else, I won’t be earning money too to support myself.haaayyzzz….Gentle rain sometimes makes me want to stay on bed for hours, and with the cozy feeling inside my crib, hmmm… you won’t even dare to think of getting up as early as five in the morning especially when you’re sleeping sweetly with your habibi…
On Friday 30 January 1948, Gandhi woke up at his usual hour, 3:30 a.m. After the morning prayer he put the final touches to the new constitution for Congress which he had been unable to finish the previous night. The rest of the morning was spent answering letters. Someone mentioned the fact that despite his poor health he was working incessantly. 'Tomorrow', he explained, 'I may not be here'. Gandhi would not permit those who attended the prayer meetings: 'If I have to die I should like to die at the prayer meeting. You are wrong in believing that you can protect me from harm. God is my protector.' Mahatma Gandhi's body lay on the pyre with his head to the north. In that position Buddha met his end. At 4:45 p.m., Ramdas, the third son of the Mahatma, set fire to the funeral pyre. The logs burst into flames. The vast assemblage groaned. Women wailed; men wept. The wood crackled and seethed and the flames united into a single fire. Now there was silence. Gandhi's body was being reduced to ashes and cinders. A nation's father was dead. The information and any attached documents contained in this message may be confidential and/or legally privileged. The message is intended solely for the addressee(s) . If you are not the intended recipient, you are hereby notified that any use, dissemination, or reproduction is strictly prohibited and may be unlawful. If you are not the intended recipient, please contact the sender immediately by return e-mail and destroy all copies of the original message.
I’ve been an avid fan of MJ since I was a kid. Like any other fan, I used to listen to his music then became a lover of his great songs. I love his style, in fact I admire him most every time I saw him dancing. With his best moves, oh, no one can do it the way he used to break it on the stage. But… we don’t own our lives and it is the sad part of being human on this world. Everything ends and nothing is permanent.... MJ is gone...
Just wanna say farewell to the one I appreciate and idolize. Though presence leaves, the music will keep on playing.
A few snaps of photos of MJ how it changes over the years of his memorable life.
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