North Bound Travel

I’m the inked informer who loves to travel. Way back in my teenage life, my first goal is to travel around the Philippines. Well, I guess I have started fulfilling those dreams of mine little by little. Once I have the opportunity to trek, I make sure that I can make it because for me there will be no next time. And usually I don’t find it more exciting anymore if I have missed that journey for the first time. Hehehe, sounds weird but that’s the way it goes for me.



I’ve travelled for three days to North bound of the Philippines. Fortunately, the travel was cool, adventurous and yet exciting. I was with my friend, Maryrose and Mike who happens to be our driver by that time. We’re actually on a business trip and at the same time, a time for a momentous journey.

We started dropping by at Bulacan where I visited my foster parents which I haven’t seen for 6 years. So funny that they didn’t recognize me right then when they saw me. Eventually I left, but I felt some sadness when I leave them. I just did promised them that I’ll be back soon for a long visit for the next time.

We headed for Nueva Ecija and decided to have our dinner there. After an hour, we drive to Tarlac City and planned to stay there for an overnight. We had our breakfast at Isdaan (the floating restaurant).You’ll probably know this place if you’re familiar bout the “taksiyapo,” (where breakable items is thrown on the wall and shouting “taksiyapo” if you hate someone).

From Tarlac, we directed to Dagupan then to Laoag for some business where we reach the place at midnight because of the long driving. We stayed there for a sleep and planned to be back at Vigan the next day.


From Vigan, we slated to Baguio…. Actually, I live in that city 6 years ago, but that’s the old story I guess… hehehe…

Furthermore, it was a foggy afternoon when we reach the mountain and rains when we hit down the city. We go over to La Trinidad, Benguet where strawberry farm is located for hoping to pick some berries there. But because of the heavy rain, there were no berries on the farm. Well, so not to ruin my day, I just bought some phenomenal souvenirs. My spadril footwear, a Baguio shirt, keychains, a broom and some delicacies made from the city. At eight in the evening, we decided to go back to Manila for the next day is Monday and just another day for work. And….. of course, the trip is over.

We reach home at four in the morning, and whew! It was tiring but I find it so exciting.....

Just another fulfillment in life.

Till the next journey!



Photos: Tarlac City






Fidel Ramos Statue

Ninoy Aquino's Statue

Monkeys
Koi Fishes


Harana







North Bound Travel - April 2009

love him...

I love him once,

I love him twice…

I even love him thrice…






I love him, then…

+Oo MuCh L0Ve W!LL kILL yOu....

I'm just the pieces of the woman I used to be
Too many bitter tears are rainin' down on me
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone
For much too long,
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growin' up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
I've been lookin' back to find
Where I went wrong

Too much love will kill you
If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You're headed for disaster
'cos you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time

I'm just the shadow of the woman I used to be
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down,
How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose
Oh there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I'm about to lose
Oho oh!

Yeah, too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It'll drain the power that's in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you
Every time

Yeah, too much love will kill you
It'll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won't understand why
You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end...
In the end...



SAD BUT TRUE.....

ThE LoVe Of An AnGeL FoR tHe DeViL

In the arms of an innocent angel who embraces this lonely sad evil to free her from fear...

…but as the evil lives in the treachery world of life, it’s seems that it’s not good enough for her that she always feels so empty...

...Far away from here, under the stars and street lights the angel spends his time waiting to build up for a true love; still...

It makes no difference from any other hungry blessed creatures with wings to crave for the sweet white lies of the irresistible evil….

For the glory of sadness, the arms of the angel are always there to receive the empty evil to pour some comfort and peace that anyone could do...




For all the seasons, heaven knows that the angel carry the love of the evil for every reason. Carrying the joy from where it all started...

For every thought, the angel became the cover for every storm and the savior for every emotion.

….for the least the evil think what to say….

“For every day you hold, we always had the blessings. You carry the beauty in every love we make. In everything that happens, I know there is love… just like the first time we had each other we let the feeling shows. And the first time we sing, it brings happiness in every hymn….No matter what, we did take it slow… we both know that we enjoyed the seasons and I know you carry my love perpetually …

…And in each time I’m in your arms…

I know...

I’m home...

melancholy

Various emotions fill the heart. Can’t tell what exactly it feels....

Hurting someone is not an intention. Some things merely change in an instant and no one can tell how it happens though.

For a reason, I guess...

Refusing to accept the fact that love flies out of the window…. No… they’re just tired, I know. Just needs a placid place to rest to run from noise.

I know… I know hurting was wrong, but how could love be kept if one’s heart is grieving from misery.

If pain in the past hasn’t remembered, then how could someone be so mad?

In the deep silence of a heart may sometimes burst out into tears. Nobody wants to cry....

Each time is wholly precious yet it’s slowly slipping away....

This vulnerable heart sometimes doesn’t understand pain.

...but it indisputably doesn’t be set to hurt the one it loves.