August 23,2006
This is it.

As promised, here are the unpublished posts you’ve all been waiting for! I can now call myself as the "responsible blogger" that I used to be. Bawal kumontra.

*August 10-13, 2006
Mindoro Escapade

Yep, I went here—on one of the coolest places ever. My cool and beautiful Tita Mari took Kuya Marlon and I with her for a quick vacation. For the first time ever, I was able to ride a ferry. It was sort of scary but when we are right in middle of the ocean, I suddenly felt an unexplainable feeling of happiness. I knew it! I was a mermaid on my past life.

For three days and four nights, we stayed in Coco Beach Hotel. Such coolness. Everything on that place looked something from a brochure. Literally picturesque. I could live there permanently. During our stay in Mindoro, the three of us were able to live very tourist-y lives. Awaken by the sun’s rays every morning, head straight to the balcony and admire the breath-taking view (our room is like a nipa located halfway the top of a mountain), sniff the fresh air, feast on the eat-all-you-can buffet on the restaurant, go swimming, snorkeling, sun-bathing, island hopping, lots of boating, some wogging (walking and jogging) and beach strolling, eat some more again and drift to a goodnight's sleep.

I had a wonderful time there. Who wouldn’t? The Mangyans are absolutely hospitable and very accommodating. I just love their accents. The place is magnificent. It’s impossible for you not to appreciate the nature’s value. It will make you think twice before dumping those trashes just anywhere. And of course, I get to have a wonderful time too, with Kuya Marlon, especially with Tita Mari. She’s just so amazing. Funny, witty and brilliant—she can wow anyone. Thirty-something syndrome na nga yata, Mims.

Anyway, if you have the chance, go and visit Mindoro. Better if you will stay in Coco Beach and I swear, you’ll have the same satisfaction that I have felt.

Am I plugging or what?

*August 15, 2006
You can’t stay young forever!

I wanted to yell this to those “beauty-minded” people inside that butterfly-themed clinic.

I wanted to explain to them that no matter how many Botox they use or how many whatsoever they put in their faces, they will still age and eventually die.

There’s nothing wrong in being vain. I mean, in some ways, I’m vain too. There’s nothing wrong in aspiring to look young and vibrant again at the age of 54. There’s nothing wrong with using anti-aging products or engaging in operations just to achieve that "beauty" again.

But what is wrong (and annoy me like hell) is when these people became obsessed with this. When as if looking young, beautiful and vibrant is the only thing that matters in this entire world. My God.Let’s face it. Nobody will stay young forever. Unless the Goddess of Beauty will come down from above and hand everyone anti-aging potions.

Physical appearance is important. But it is not the only essential thing in this planet. There are values, achievements, God, friends, families, eating right and health and persons like Vilma Santos that actually must come first.

* I still have that impression of you the first time I met you, I’m sorry but you still look like a cat to me.

*August 7, 2006
Wishful thinking.

I have a confession to make. A very superficial thought that occurred to me just this moment. Only proves that I’m only human—I still have extravagant desires no matter how simple I am.