Friday, July 31, 2009


I had this exact dream two nights ago. Shits. I remembered panicking and saying 'fuckfuck' 87 times in a row.
Sometimes, being old has its perks.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

and so it goes..

We were laughing at the poor people who looked like dogs or stones and other shit at when we saw this..

And then we remembered this ..

So who's laughing now?? heheheeh... Still me fortunately. Sanga is pouting.

Here's a bonus picture of Sanga which I found super cute. This is the only picture of her smiling in her not super early years. Cute flowergirl. Biruin mo? Cute pala to nuon?

Monday, July 20, 2009


Nice eh? I like this version.
But I found out that when you listen to a song over and over again, it gives you a wicked headache. Augh. A word of caution guys.

Watch on YouTube!

Cannonball lyrics
Songwriters: Rice, Damien George;

There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
It's still a little harder to say what's going on

There's till a little bit of your ghost, your witness
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
That I can't say what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to lie
Life, it taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

There's still a little bit of your song in my ear
There's still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

And stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to lie
Life, taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to cry
So come on courage
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall

And I don't wanna scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you're just don't know

Monday, July 13, 2009

mt. dayungan

I've skipped a couple of climbs for the past few months so I decided (ok fine. pinayagan ako ni Aisa) to join the Mt. Dayungan exploration.
(awesome morning)

Since it's an exploration, there's no trail (we're the first official campers. woot woot!!) and the place is super teeming with creepy crawly things, baboy ramo (pigs), lawin (hawks) and monkeys. It was actually awesome to see the hawks dive and capture something small and furry. Or maybe it was a smaller bird. I dunno.
We did a lot of U-turns (because of the many deep crevices) since we have Batman for a guide. If you even so much as blink, you'll find that he's already on the next mountain and you'll have to run uphill to catch up. We call him Batman because of his black cape - modified garbage bag. There were a lot of "traps" as well. If you make the mistake of looking at the clouds for 5 seconds, you'll fall into one and break something - just like NT.. Ouch! Or you'll disappear to the center of the earth forever. The end result? - millions of grass cuts and a 2 inch gash on my foot from a sharp rock. Nice. Now, I can't walk.

(our campsite with a view of 3 mountains - balingkilat, sinco pico, pinatubo)

(Lily!!! yung jacket mo naka akyat na ng bundok. ehhehe)

(silangin cove. saraaaapp puntahan. tara!!)

(balingkilat. 7 hours of pure ascend = death)

(dayungan peak. rock climbing!)

Walking (more of crawling actually + heavy breathing) for 7 hours under semi heavy rain (read: ass freezing)
+ Crossing about a dozen rivers (I could imagine being devoured by a crocodile or something)
+ Running out of food
+ Being 3 shades darker
+ Limping for 5 hours back to the jump off point because of the many gashes on my feet
= hellish

But the view on top was worth it.

Hall of Weirdness : 1

Ok. I'm starting a Weirdness entry.

You know how Sanga's stomach has a life of it's own right?
Well, I witnessed it first hand.

It was our cuddling/reading time and I put my ear against her stomach.
"Hello?" I said loudly.
It answered me with a loud gurgling noise. We were stunned. It's just coincidence right?

So I whispered a longer and cautious "Hello?" again.
And again, it answered me with a loud gurgling noise. Nope. It can't be coincidence if it answers every time I talk to it.

I think Sanga might be pregnant with something.

Monday, July 6, 2009

kid stuff

I've invaded Sanga's facebook account. Don't worry. I don't open her inbox, reply to your whatevers and shit. I'm only interested in these..

I've loved playing games since forever. Since I've given up on DOTA, I'll have to satisfy my craving by playing every facebook game. And the ones from miniclip and armorgames. And y8.

I know I'm old enough to be somebody's parent but you're gonna have to wrestle my carpal tunnel syndrome riddled wrists and pry the controls from my brittle over-exercised hands. C'mon. I dare you.