It took me another month before I formally blog something here again. Call it another writer’s block moment, distractions are everywhere! Believe me, I would already be in the flow until something (or someone, a cute kind!) gets my attention. Just like that, the words and ideas would take a back seat over and over I’d end up posting something quick instead, like for my mini-series, Spend-a-Friday-Night, I-Super-Want-to-Watch, Coffee Reads, Apprendre la langue francaise, etc. UPDATE: Plinky might help.
After my birthday, I felt like days passed right through me I just wasn’t bothered, except now. May be the year added to my age hasn’t sinked in yet, that’s why.
But how can I ever forget it of course? The trip to Mindoro was indeed a break away from everything in the city. It was another chance for me and Nature to become one (yeah, the drama).
And finally, I was able to visit the much talked about island situated in Sablayan, Occidental Mindoro, the Apo Reef Natural Park, which is acclaimed as “the best in Asia and second largest in the world, a diving mecca in the Philippines.” Yeah, another marketing spiel.
It wasn’t really tough to get there as I had imagined when we decided to travel by bus and boat. Just expect the long hours of travel, of course. You can take the Dimple Star bus stationed at Cubao in Quezon City and bound to San Jose. It will take 2 to 3 hours until you reach Batangas Pier. The bus will be loaded on the Roro boat headed to Abra de Ilog at Occidental Mindoro and another 2 to 3 hours will be spent at sea. From Abra de Ilog, the bus will travel again on the way to Sablayan for 3 hours. If you cannot endure this long travel, take by plane via Cebu Pacific or PAL Express bound to San Jose and from San Jose, take a bus ride that will only take an hour until you reach Sablayan.
Remember the dessert treat-out at Gelatone I blogged about several weeks back? Just for fun, I sent this blog post as an entry to Gelatone‘s anniversary photo contest and lucky me, our entry won the top treat. Yey! Since Dylan and Janet seemed to be that unavailable, and Mahros eventually begged off because it’s a Sunday and she didn’t wish to travel that far, and the anniversary treat was a one-day affair despite asking the favor to have ours re-scheduled, I then decided to tag my family along instead. As usual, we enjoyed our bonding moment together with loads of pasta and lots of Italian ice cream in store for us.
Temperature’s rising up to 38 degrees and so was the election fever in the Philippines. It’s a hot, hawt national event of the year because this is the country’s first attempt to dish out a mano-mano (manual) electoral process and speed it up by placing counting machines named PCOS that speak to you the now-famous catchphrase popularized by another masa’s noon delight, “Congratulations!”, upon successful casting of your vote. I could have voted (for the first time, ironically) because I was curious over the new process as I’d imagine this seemed to be a lot easier now for a regular voter like me. It turned out not that easy, again.
Apart from this curiosity, the strong influence of social media today has been so contagious that the election campaign joined the bandwagon. Even though I ended up not registering (again), I placed my bet on Gordon and somewhat campaigned for him personally over Facebook, Twitter, etc. What was even more interesting, on the election day itself, local TV stations had gone sci-fi’d with their coverage that they got their viewers amazed with the touch screens, iPads, and holy-mother-of-pearl, a Star Wars alike hologram! Add to that is the million votes per millisecond speed that we had witnessed as soon as they began processing the electoral returns. Yes, we were bombarded with everything techie that this time people left clueless on whether they got cheated (again) or not. We’re so accustomed to the usual tallying and it’s easier then to point fingers. Now, well, point your finger to a PCOS and it won’t bark back. Isn’t it that easy? Not.
By the end of the summer month, I caught myself hitting the gym again. This time, I joined Fitness First. Yeah, I belong to the fag circuitry now, I’m such a fag hag now.
Kidding aside, I can say that I’m more focused and determined than the last time I was in the same endeavor, er, two years ago? It’s even coming to the point now that I set manageable but pretty challenging diet and fitness goals. As a matter of fact, I keep track of the calories I consumed and burned through Livestrong.com. It is a rather helpful, interesting site. It does not only provide you useful tools like food/fitness diaries, BMI calculator, recipe logs etc., but it also provides good tips on all aspects in health and fitness. Admittedly, I’m hooked!
So in case you are interested to see what I have eaten and what I have suffered myself from just to burn them away, check out my Livestrong.com profile. It’s an open diary.
Wish me luck. I hope I can lose 10 pebble stones off my weight, easy and fast! Liar.