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The Great North Luzon Adventure

Posted in adventures, dreams, interests, photos on January 2, 2009 by anairam

What was supposed to be a trip to visit my tita in Isabela and a side trip to Pagudpud ended up as an adventure road trip to various parts of Northern Luzon.

nla route

Quezon City via NLEX to Baliwag, Bulacan> Nueva Ecija> Nueva Vizcaya> Santiago, Isabela> Cagayan> Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte> Vigan, Ilocos Sur> Bauang, La Union, La Trinidad, Benguet> Baguio City, Benguet> Ambuklao Dam, Benguet> Aritao, Nueva Vizcaya> Santiago, Isabela> Nueva Vizcaya> Nueva Ecija> Baliwag, Bulacan> via NLEX to Quezon City

My family left the Kamias, QC Victory bus terminal at around 11:20 PM (December 26) and arrived in Isabela at around 7:30AM (December 27) the next day. We ate breakfast there, stayed for 3 hours and finally the journey to the farther north began. First destination was Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte. We traveled via the rented van and passed by several towns and cities along Isabela and Cagayan Provinces. We had some stop-overs of course to empty the bladder ^_^. Finally, we arrived in Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte at around 6pm (8 hours travel time).


pagudpud beach

The 3 families stayed at a resort for the night, enjoyed the view, the breeze, & the sea, and at around 1:30 PM (December 28), we went off to our next destination, Baguio…

On our way to Baguio, we made some “special” stop-overs. First to Bangui, Ilocos Norte, where we saw the Wind farm (windmill beside the shore), then to Vigan, Ilocos Sur. We arrived Vigan at around 5:30 PM, it was alrbangui winfarmeady dusk and we didn’t bother to explore much (because we have a long journey ahead of us), but hadvigan few minutes to visit the Cathedral and the Vigan Empanadaan (special mention Jolibee @ Vigan, haha). Then off we went to continue our adventure.

We arrived in Baguio at around 12midnight (December 29), ate late dinner at baguioBurnham Park & headed to NIA resthouse in La Trinidad, Benguet to retire for the night. Around 11AM we went to loiter a bit in Baguio City, went to Wright park (where my sister & nephew went horseback riding), passed by Camp John Hay (and saw more “urban” establishments in place), and spent the rest of the afternoon at Burnham Park (cousins and sister went boat riding). At around 2pm, we went back on the road back to Isabela.

It was a bumpy ride this time, as we took another unfamiliar route (neitherambuklao damMarcos Highway nor Kennon Road, which where the usual routes to and off Baguio). We ventured on the zigzag roads of Benguet Mountains, and even saw the Ambuklao dam (and it was a good thing that we traveled there in the afternoon, as some people stated that it was considered a “critical” route, full of hold-uppers during the night). 8 hours later we were back in the comfort of our tita’s house in Isabela.

12AM and unable to sleep, I watched 2 movies on HBO (Sleepy Hollow & Shrek 3). Some misunderstanding caused a little delay with us going to Manila, and left Isabela at around 4pm na. Arrived home in Quezon City at around 2AM (December 31). Slept and got ready for my December 31 duty. haha.

So far, my most memorable travel adventure ever. Looking forward to more travels, to the rest of the country, of Asia, of Europe, of the World. Haha.


Patience is a Virtue

Posted in dreams, interests, love, me time, thoughts on November 28, 2008 by anairam

November is the month I have been waiting for. I don’t really know why I waited, I’m not even sure if I have to, but I guess I just want to, because i am hoping.

He was out for almost 3 months, it was like he hibernated or something. I even thought he probably lost his cell phone, which would explain why he hadn’t message me for so long. He was reviewing for the civil engineering boards.

Yesterday, finally, I received a quote message from him. I immediately replied “Ei, musta? Taken the boards na?”. And yep, he passed. ^_^. He told me he was really avoiding the real world for the past months to focus his mind on the exams (*me sighed in relief– as I thought he had forgotten all about me*). And my joy to learn that aside from his family and orgmates, I was one of the first few people he texted, emerging from hibernation, delivering the good news. And the promises flooded again… “I”ll treat you on my first pay day”, he said. And there I go again, my heart jumping with mixed emotions. Happy for him, excited, very much looking forward to see him. It always happens when he promises to meet me. But sadly it never pushed through. 3 dates not met, the Baguio trip, UP centennial celebration, the supposed end of September gig. And here goes the first pay day treat. We’ll see…

Here are my latest quotable quotes: Absence makes the heart grow fonder & Patience is a virtue. I don’t even know what I am waiting for. I just hope it finds me…


Posted in dreams, life, love, me time, thoughts on November 28, 2008 by anairam

After 2 months of being apart and almost the same span of time with no communication… I seem to have forgotten the feeling.. *thinking of the song, “I remember the boy, but I don’t remember the feeling anymore”* hehe…

With all the realizations pouring on me now, I would have gone to conclude that it was just a case of me being overwhelmed with much attention that I didn’t received from him back in our college days. Imagine being together for 24 days, 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, and a bonus 2 nights 3 days escapade to paradise, closer than ever, sharing one’s dreams, having the whole beach on our own for 3 days–( ok lets not do this again, hehe). Who wouldn’t fall for that? I did. And I guess now it’s all over and reality is waking me up from a beautiful dream.

At present there are much rumors that he might be – gay… I just saw his pics with our “recently OUT” friend with his other gay friend… (maybe they’re convincing him of his true nature.. haha.. Who cares about that now anyway?) Sometimes I wish I didn’t do some things that I did, *now now, like I did something unbelievably stupid eh?* (like crying every night for the whole week after the paradise escapade, realizing that the dream has come to an end) but I still live with my principles, “to forget and never regret

When Destiny Plays…

Posted in adventures, dreams, interests, love, me time, thoughts on October 9, 2008 by anairam

It was approximately 2 years ago when I finally got over a 4-year long unrequited infatuation over someone (a good friend from class). It was when he finally had a girlfriend and I have learned to let go, wished him well, wished both of them happiness (genuinely) and decided that it’s time for me to shift priority to myself and find another source of happiness.

…. I have this perfect picture in mind. A dream that I put into writing in one of my journals for the past years. A beach side moment. Dusk/ sunset, walking by the beach barefoot, holding hands with my special someone. Then by night time, dinner by the beach, with torches lighting us. Guided by the moonlight, we’ll be walking along the shore. Tired of walking, we’ll be sitting in the powder white sand, gazing up into the night sky, hunting for shooting stars, wishing the night would never end …

What if that perfect scenario happens?

And it is with the very same person you promised yourself 2 years ago you’d let go and never bother to waste even a single second to think of again… (and when I say “think of”… alam na natin kung sa paanong paraan)

I just don’t get the point…

I mean, why now?… after 6 long years…

And then what? … after a month (which by this time that I reported about this matter, another 2 months has passed)…



Why does destiny have to play with your feelings like that… err…

I Dreamed of Jupiter

Posted in adventures, dreams, interests, me time on October 1, 2008 by anairam

The setting was like this. I’m with some friends who are out in the night, probably hanging out or something. Then when I looked at the night sky and saw clearly the planet Jupiter shining brightly, and was about to hide behind the moon, like some eclipse or something. The first thing I did was took a picture of it, which I successfully did. Then when I looked up again, I saw Jupiter, this time in white, more like a full moon, but knowing that it was Jupiter, just the moon covering more of it this time.



Adjna centre (6th chakra), third eye, clairvoyance
May imply the largest of something
Being king and ruler
The number five



To see Jupiter in your dream, symbolizes success, optimism. generosity, and extravagance.


A full moon suggests being at the peak of a cycle

A full moon signifies completion


Moon Dream Meaning

Psychological Meaning: From time immemorial the moon has been regarded as the source of fertility as it governs the tides, rainfall, birth and menstruation. Within dreams, it can therefore symbolise the possibility of personal growth. The moon usually represents the feminine aspect of the self and anything hidden or mysterious. Its associated with water also identifies it with the imagination. A full moon may indicate completion whereas a new moon symbolises new beginnings. An eclipse of the moon may show that your feminine side is being overshadowed by something. A Freudian interpretation of this would say that an eclipse represents getting rid of the attachment to your mother that is detrimental to your personal growth. If the moon eclipses the sun, this may show that unconscious forces may be overpowering the conscious ego.

Mystical Meaning: Palmistry tells us that the lunar region of the hand (opposite the thumb) is the area where you will find the lines of travel. To dream of the moon may therefore indicate a journey ahead. This is likely to be across water.


Pick Me, Choose Me, Love Me

Posted in dreams, interests, life, love, me time, relationships, thoughts on September 28, 2008 by anairam

Meredith Grey: Okay, here it is, your choice… it’s simple, her or me, and I’m sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.

Here’s my case: It’s someone I really like at the moment, who is torn between 2 hospitals (both of which offers working opportunities & many good things: s..c & n…). I’m in n… His bestfriend (a girl) is in s… We’ve grown terribly close for the past month that he stayed for volunteer work at my hospital; he’s been around in s… for more than 5 months on-off, with no assurance of being hired. But currently, both opened a new job opportunity for him. And it’s up to him which one to go for and which one to sacrifice.

I know i’m not in the position to dictate to him where to go, I didn’t even bother to offer him to stay for good. Though sometimes i drop certain statements like “hindi ba ko sapat na dahilan para bumalik ka dito o bumisita paminsan-minsan?” I never convinced him to stay but I think I got the message across. Please stay, just stay here with me…

Not accepting the n… job would mean I wouldn’t get the chance to be with him (or I wouldn’t know if the feeling could be mutual), though sometimes I was thinking that it’s better without him around for that way the feeling won’t grow again, history won’t repeat itself.

In 2 days time, answers will unfold. Then we will know what destiny has in store for me..

Please stay, choose (n…) me, i know eventually you’ll learn to love me…

I’ll Catch You Later

Posted in adventures, dreams, friendship, interests, life, love, me time, thoughts on June 20, 2008 by anairam

I made a new friend today. Actually, we’ve been constantly messaging each other on a Facebook-based application, Flirtable, but it’s more of a friendly conversation, or you can say we’re friendly flirts. Haha. Today he finally added me to be his friend on Facebook, we chatted there (and I never realized that the little chat button there was useful) and he added me @ YM. In turn, I looked him up on Friendster and added him as a friend, and he requested to be my Multiply contact. Haha. Wonders of networking these days.

It was more of in the getting-to-know stage. Endless exchange of his and hellos and some information you can safely disclose. Up until the point that he made some significant step, he read my Multiply blog post, Love Hurts?! (which I originally posted here). It was then that there had been a change of mood, he complimented me with how I was able to magnificently write the post, with almost no grammatical error, in great content delivery. It felt terribly good. It was rather inspiring. A great morale/confidence booster. To be complimented by a stranger, and from which, by only with chatting as the means, I felt it was sincere.

It was then that I decided to return the favor and read his blog. Another change of mood, I terribly felt sad with his posts. I could have hugged him to comfort him if the chat was in person. He was so sad, really sad. It was riveting as he writes his sentences with every word coming from the heart. Turns out he’s broken hearted, and the passion just runs through his posts. Damn, why is it that I’m a magnet of broken-hearted guys. No wonder I’m single right now. I just hope that God wouldn’t allow that I’d be the “comforter of the afflicted”, or panakip-butas, that’s how I define it.

Going back. Tonight, I met a very inspiring person. The one who made me feel terribly flattered and happy one minute and sympathetic and lonely the other. I called him the weird computer genius as he refers to me as super-duper-uber therapeutic genius (YM message status). The ‘schizophrenic’ and the ‘hopeless romantic’. It ended when I called it a night and it ended there. ” I’ll catch you later”

To the weird computer genius who inspired me this whole night. this post is for you:

I am hopeless romantic after all that’s why expect this words from me… Liver Cirrhosis is deadly, i’ll remind you next time constantly to bring this matter to your company doctor during your annual medical check-up (haha). Kidding aside, I do hope that still somewhere out there in your lonely aching heart that you’ll find inspiration to bring about the sleeping poet in you-the one who puts passion into his writing and who is rather unaware of the depth it brings to it’s sympathetic readers. I know your a beautiful person, imperfect, schizophrenic, inspiring, interesting. Keep your hopes up. Until we meet again. Ciao. – your equally imperferct, schizophrenic, inspiring, beautiful person….