Zambales
All is fair in love and war. I have learned that every bit of that is true in the events of last weekend. Since Sam's in town and we just had to take advantage of Labor day weekend, 1504+ME friends roadtripped to Zambales for some old school sand, sun, sunscreen by day and booze by night. There's nothing like a beach party to cure the overworked and underpaid youth of corpo Manila. It was especially nice to have the davao crowd together post Katipunan existence, everyone lives everywhere now, eck. But it doesnt take long before we kick into old habits again like playing games on the road to kill boredom (name the artist/movie, name game, connect the song, etc.) and TWISTER for the drunk and sober. loved the crazy positions BUT loved the pictures of everyone's ass more! LOL. snaps to David and Christa for being the most flexible species alive! If you wanna lose weight, play twister! its definitely better that Yoga. Then getting up early the next morning and sucking up the hangover was the challenge! day two- went island hopping and snorkling in the China Sea. Baked under the sun over Mara's house music then lunch at the beach. oh it is love. That afternoon, i went under one of those bamboo with cloth shades by the beach and slept. I could totally live by the water and just lay on the sand FOREVER!!! (insert soundtrack: Postal Service) That night was the classic cheers to the years over stale beer and vodka with no ice. I havent slept that well in ages! I think drunken nights make dreams more pleasant in a way that your body says 'screw the world, there's no financial crisis in my sleep'. But the world is fair in ways you cannot imagine, like when you have too much fun, you're bound to be devestated in the morning. TRUE ENOUGH, Sunday was a bitch.
I woke to Mara's "Lis, wake up! Security says they found your wallet in the beach!" Automatically standing up, I half ran to the pavillion where a bunch of people were huddled over the remains of my life: ie my wallet. My hands were literally shaking to instinctively locate the credit card, atm, access cards, and IDs. Being all present, I was less mortified to not see my money anymore. Better that than losing the stuff that count. Thank God the theives of Zambales dont know how to charge cause if they did, I would be going to hell with them for trying to pay off what they swipe on my credit! So these investigators try to tell me to check with my other friends cause another cabana in the resort got broken into. I barely listened. I was dazed by trying to keep my head straight at 6 freakin AM with the hangover of my life. But I kept thinking how my wallet was in the beach when I distinctively remember NOT bringing it out of my bag. I may be a crazy drunk, but I'm not that stupid. So I woke Mara and asked her to check her bags cause I was sure I ddnt bring my wallet out last night. She goes "tangina Lisa my bag! Its not here! putangina!". Then i looked for mine and I realized how empty our room suddenly was. I panicked. If you know me then you would probably know how I woke all six other rooms with my hysteria. I heard one dude scream that our bags were behind the cabana so we all rushed back and saw the mess that was our things. Cummulatively, we amounted to almost 100,000 worth of cash and gadgets lost, inclusive of depreciation. The fuckers took our transpo money too so we had zero mullah to take us ALL home. It was beyond devastating. I lost cash and OLIVE (mp3 player), my partner in crime, bestfriend in commutes, and partner to my MARTINI (laptop). Mara lost cash and her camera, Mina lost 2 phones/cash/camera, and Gem lost cash/camera/2 phones/ and her bag. They took her bag, those filthy mongrels who have no souls! I am thankful to say that at least I still have both my phones although they stole my chargers. ROAR. But everyone else had all their things intact. It was only our room that got broken into. It felt like the weight of the world. When you lose money you worked hard for, there is no chill pill to the grief.
But i refuse to write about the stress more than the fun. I think that although the weekend had its offsets, I wouldnt have traded it for the world. As Justin amptly put it, "pera lang yan. kikitain mo lang ulit". I realized that happiness is a different experience when you havent felt it the same way for so long. It's sweeter, like it has more meaning. Like you're older and you appreciate it more, not as a feeling but as a fact. And i dont think any amount of lost material belonging could take that away from me now. Especially since this is the first time in a long time i could be with 1504 like the old days. Nothing can rain on THAT parade. So we roadtripped home, drunk, sunburnt and poor. LOL. And just like we couldnt have enough of it all, we had dinner in Katipunan at Ababu (the place to be.haha!) with the usual suspects. Passed by Ed's condo to welcome the "smurfette" home. Hugs from Dino and Jaime and pictures at the old 1504 gate. Hilak please?! Is it weird that I still feel like I live there? Like the whole stretch of Katipunan is still my extended sala? That's exactly what it feels like, I dont think I'll ever get over it.
I haven't mentioned that throughout this whole thing, I had my brother tag along. It's funny how he's no longer young enough to stay behind and is old enough to be introduced. I had to go, "Hey, this is my brother Tron." quite a few times at the start but just as we meet those random people in our lives that we have fun with, I think it wasnt so hard for him to mesh along with everyone. That mattered to me, a lot. I'm kinda proud to say my brother's cool enough to fit in. LOL. And it was nice getting that chance to talk like we understood each other. No pretense, no expectations, no "im gonna judge you for being stupid" kinda talk. not siblings, just people. And now that he's in Ateneo for a three week workshop and is living at Gem's condo, I must admit that I'm pseudo jealous that he stills gets to live that part of my life. Shempre I still pertain to living in Katipunan as "my life", can't get over. Sorry na. And what's a sibling sitcom without the famous lines to remember right? so here goes:
Tron: (at midnight) I'm going to the beach ha.
Missy: (drunk talk) No way! You're not swimming at this time!
Tron: (walks away toward the beach)
Missy: Huy! I'm going with you. (starts sprinting down the road) Nix, I can't stooooooop. (falls flat on her ass)
Tron: Haha. Ate you're so tanga. (laughs even harder)
Missy: Nix, come on. Let's go.
Tron: (walks behind the tree and vomits)
Missy to Mara: Mao diay. (laughs)
Tron: (sees Missy sabaw drunk) Is she always like this?
Everyone: She's worse! (LOL)
David: Miss, can I shave his bigotillo?
Missy: I dunno, ask him.
David: Please? He looks like a middle aged midget. (LOL)
Sam: So Tron, tell me about your lovelife.
Tron: huh?! ugh.
Sam: sino yung girlaloo? come on. close tayo. (LOL)
Tron: Ate, can I go out with **
Missy: I'm not gonna stop you but I won't give you money either. (evil laugh)
Missy: Yey! drunk night swimming. Let's go guys! (to Tron) you wanna come?
Tron: Duh?! I'm watching over you.
Everyone: (LOL)
I love my brother. He doesnt have the lisence to drink like me but i'm glad he doesn't even try. And its pretty cool how I know he's got my back whenever I get myself into shit. When your younger brother can stand up for you, that merits to something. Blood is after all, thicker than Tanduay. He brags that he can take anyone I date down. Whatevs. I can take them down myself. LOL. Whatta family.
I cannot even begin to explain how happy I am that Sam is back. If only i could stretch two weeks to another year or skip work everyday, i would. But a girl's gotta eat i guess. Plebian contingent right here. So we make most of the days that count. Party on a weekeday, smashed on the weekend. It's not so bad when you've got gatorade stash on your fridge and lipovitan in your work drawer. I survive. We trained well in college. But I think its important to note how happy I really am that she's here. I think I said that already but it doesnt compare. You know how bagels are best with cream cheese? You can always try using jam or butter but its always better with cream cheese right? That's kinda how i feel when she's back. Like life is alright to have jam and bread but it rocks when you've got cream cheese. And im really happy for her and Dane. I hope they get married and have babies and build a house like James and Mara or Justin and Mina. Is it weird that they all have that ahead of them and I dont? I sometimes feel outdated like that but I realize that Gem's still in college and I have time to bum on my status. it can be scary shit at times, not having anyone. It can be liberating on the other hand when I realize how infinite it can also feel.
On feeling infinite. I've had quite a few of those infinite moments in life that I dig up whenever life kicks me on the butt. Like the drive to the airport after graduation, high and dry with the lights of edsa moving in a trance. Or dancing in Gallera, beach party, summer of 07. It's not too hard to remember things that matter when you have awesome friends. If there's anything I've always been cocky about, its that I have surrounded myself with the best mesh of people I could find on this planet. As David puts it, "we're not prime beef, but we're sirloin". Zamba weekend has to be remembered for all the aweful stuff that happened but more importantly, Its on the list of infinite memories. The next time i feel like my heart is caving in, I will remember that once upon a time, I was drunk in the waves, skinny dipping in the dark, under the stars, with 4 amazing girls, in a beach party that rocked. There is an overwhelming feeling of release when I yell into the infinite vast of darkness. The ocean screams back at me and somehow I know that I am at peace with all the shit the world has given me these past months. Life is too short to dwell in the miserable. I love my friends. Because of them I'm using my smilies again. Yehes naman! It's funny cause not too long ago, I felt so abominable that I sortof thought it would never end. Like I was gonna be stuck in that state forever. And now, im intoxicated by the vibe of feeling alive. Its not awesome but it sure feels close to that.
PS: I didn't tell my folks about the getting robbed part and I have no plans of telling them for the following reasons:
1) They will never allow me to an outing in a long time
2) I will never hear the end of it, especially since I brought Tron along
3) I will get yelled at for losing money and getting drunk
Thus, If you read this, please make no mention of it whatsoever to my folks. Appreciate it. Thanks!
I woke to Mara's "Lis, wake up! Security says they found your wallet in the beach!" Automatically standing up, I half ran to the pavillion where a bunch of people were huddled over the remains of my life: ie my wallet. My hands were literally shaking to instinctively locate the credit card, atm, access cards, and IDs. Being all present, I was less mortified to not see my money anymore. Better that than losing the stuff that count. Thank God the theives of Zambales dont know how to charge cause if they did, I would be going to hell with them for trying to pay off what they swipe on my credit! So these investigators try to tell me to check with my other friends cause another cabana in the resort got broken into. I barely listened. I was dazed by trying to keep my head straight at 6 freakin AM with the hangover of my life. But I kept thinking how my wallet was in the beach when I distinctively remember NOT bringing it out of my bag. I may be a crazy drunk, but I'm not that stupid. So I woke Mara and asked her to check her bags cause I was sure I ddnt bring my wallet out last night. She goes "tangina Lisa my bag! Its not here! putangina!". Then i looked for mine and I realized how empty our room suddenly was. I panicked. If you know me then you would probably know how I woke all six other rooms with my hysteria. I heard one dude scream that our bags were behind the cabana so we all rushed back and saw the mess that was our things. Cummulatively, we amounted to almost 100,000 worth of cash and gadgets lost, inclusive of depreciation. The fuckers took our transpo money too so we had zero mullah to take us ALL home. It was beyond devastating. I lost cash and OLIVE (mp3 player), my partner in crime, bestfriend in commutes, and partner to my MARTINI (laptop). Mara lost cash and her camera, Mina lost 2 phones/cash/camera, and Gem lost cash/camera/2 phones/ and her bag. They took her bag, those filthy mongrels who have no souls! I am thankful to say that at least I still have both my phones although they stole my chargers. ROAR. But everyone else had all their things intact. It was only our room that got broken into. It felt like the weight of the world. When you lose money you worked hard for, there is no chill pill to the grief.
But i refuse to write about the stress more than the fun. I think that although the weekend had its offsets, I wouldnt have traded it for the world. As Justin amptly put it, "pera lang yan. kikitain mo lang ulit". I realized that happiness is a different experience when you havent felt it the same way for so long. It's sweeter, like it has more meaning. Like you're older and you appreciate it more, not as a feeling but as a fact. And i dont think any amount of lost material belonging could take that away from me now. Especially since this is the first time in a long time i could be with 1504 like the old days. Nothing can rain on THAT parade. So we roadtripped home, drunk, sunburnt and poor. LOL. And just like we couldnt have enough of it all, we had dinner in Katipunan at Ababu (the place to be.haha!) with the usual suspects. Passed by Ed's condo to welcome the "smurfette" home. Hugs from Dino and Jaime and pictures at the old 1504 gate. Hilak please?! Is it weird that I still feel like I live there? Like the whole stretch of Katipunan is still my extended sala? That's exactly what it feels like, I dont think I'll ever get over it.
I haven't mentioned that throughout this whole thing, I had my brother tag along. It's funny how he's no longer young enough to stay behind and is old enough to be introduced. I had to go, "Hey, this is my brother Tron." quite a few times at the start but just as we meet those random people in our lives that we have fun with, I think it wasnt so hard for him to mesh along with everyone. That mattered to me, a lot. I'm kinda proud to say my brother's cool enough to fit in. LOL. And it was nice getting that chance to talk like we understood each other. No pretense, no expectations, no "im gonna judge you for being stupid" kinda talk. not siblings, just people. And now that he's in Ateneo for a three week workshop and is living at Gem's condo, I must admit that I'm pseudo jealous that he stills gets to live that part of my life. Shempre I still pertain to living in Katipunan as "my life", can't get over. Sorry na. And what's a sibling sitcom without the famous lines to remember right? so here goes:
Tron: (at midnight) I'm going to the beach ha.
Missy: (drunk talk) No way! You're not swimming at this time!
Tron: (walks away toward the beach)
Missy: Huy! I'm going with you. (starts sprinting down the road) Nix, I can't stooooooop. (falls flat on her ass)
Tron: Haha. Ate you're so tanga. (laughs even harder)
Missy: Nix, come on. Let's go.
Tron: (walks behind the tree and vomits)
Missy to Mara: Mao diay. (laughs)
Tron: (sees Missy sabaw drunk) Is she always like this?
Everyone: She's worse! (LOL)
David: Miss, can I shave his bigotillo?
Missy: I dunno, ask him.
David: Please? He looks like a middle aged midget. (LOL)
Sam: So Tron, tell me about your lovelife.
Tron: huh?! ugh.
Sam: sino yung girlaloo? come on. close tayo. (LOL)
Tron: Ate, can I go out with **
Missy: I'm not gonna stop you but I won't give you money either. (evil laugh)
Missy: Yey! drunk night swimming. Let's go guys! (to Tron) you wanna come?
Tron: Duh?! I'm watching over you.
Everyone: (LOL)
I love my brother. He doesnt have the lisence to drink like me but i'm glad he doesn't even try. And its pretty cool how I know he's got my back whenever I get myself into shit. When your younger brother can stand up for you, that merits to something. Blood is after all, thicker than Tanduay. He brags that he can take anyone I date down. Whatevs. I can take them down myself. LOL. Whatta family.
I cannot even begin to explain how happy I am that Sam is back. If only i could stretch two weeks to another year or skip work everyday, i would. But a girl's gotta eat i guess. Plebian contingent right here. So we make most of the days that count. Party on a weekeday, smashed on the weekend. It's not so bad when you've got gatorade stash on your fridge and lipovitan in your work drawer. I survive. We trained well in college. But I think its important to note how happy I really am that she's here. I think I said that already but it doesnt compare. You know how bagels are best with cream cheese? You can always try using jam or butter but its always better with cream cheese right? That's kinda how i feel when she's back. Like life is alright to have jam and bread but it rocks when you've got cream cheese. And im really happy for her and Dane. I hope they get married and have babies and build a house like James and Mara or Justin and Mina. Is it weird that they all have that ahead of them and I dont? I sometimes feel outdated like that but I realize that Gem's still in college and I have time to bum on my status. it can be scary shit at times, not having anyone. It can be liberating on the other hand when I realize how infinite it can also feel.
On feeling infinite. I've had quite a few of those infinite moments in life that I dig up whenever life kicks me on the butt. Like the drive to the airport after graduation, high and dry with the lights of edsa moving in a trance. Or dancing in Gallera, beach party, summer of 07. It's not too hard to remember things that matter when you have awesome friends. If there's anything I've always been cocky about, its that I have surrounded myself with the best mesh of people I could find on this planet. As David puts it, "we're not prime beef, but we're sirloin". Zamba weekend has to be remembered for all the aweful stuff that happened but more importantly, Its on the list of infinite memories. The next time i feel like my heart is caving in, I will remember that once upon a time, I was drunk in the waves, skinny dipping in the dark, under the stars, with 4 amazing girls, in a beach party that rocked. There is an overwhelming feeling of release when I yell into the infinite vast of darkness. The ocean screams back at me and somehow I know that I am at peace with all the shit the world has given me these past months. Life is too short to dwell in the miserable. I love my friends. Because of them I'm using my smilies again. Yehes naman! It's funny cause not too long ago, I felt so abominable that I sortof thought it would never end. Like I was gonna be stuck in that state forever. And now, im intoxicated by the vibe of feeling alive. Its not awesome but it sure feels close to that.
PS: I didn't tell my folks about the getting robbed part and I have no plans of telling them for the following reasons:
1) They will never allow me to an outing in a long time
2) I will never hear the end of it, especially since I brought Tron along
3) I will get yelled at for losing money and getting drunk
Thus, If you read this, please make no mention of it whatsoever to my folks. Appreciate it. Thanks!