Picturesque Dream

Last night I had a dream… It seemed so real… the colors were so vivid…

She has seen him before… he seemed cute and nice and sort of developed a crush on him. She’s walking along the corridor and she sees him, the make eye contact and he suddenly smiles at her. She smiles back and she knew right there, a connection was made. Suddenly she finds herself in a nice Mexican restaurant having dinner with him. They have a nice conversation that ends up in a coffee house… Nice cozy place… they laugh the night away not noticing that the chairs were being put up and they were the only ones left there.

She’s wearing a mint green dress with a flowery shawl… they are in a wedding setting… but not hers, mind you… it was someone close to her. She gets the bouquet and he gets the garter… what are the odds?! They end up in a kissing contest. It was a nice 75 second soft kiss… and they won.

Scene suddenly changes and she sees fish… and corals… and suddenly realizes she’s diving… he’s there too swimming just below her. They are in a beautiful white sand beach, watching the orange sunset drop in between two hills. Just before it touches the tip of the hills, he gives her a soft kiss on the lips and says “a kiss is supposed to be given just before it sets”… and then she is in a brown dress, he’s in a light blue collared shirt and they are having dinner in a place where it was just the two of them… with drapes of pink and white around them.

They have a whirlwind romance… everything seemed so perfect. A few months later she finds out the truth. He is in a lifetime commitment… yes the big M that ends with an E... till the end. She feels betrayed and decides never to forgive him. As time passes by, they start back on the line as friends. She slowly forgives him. They start to spend time talking… a lot… about anything under the sun. The emotions were clear toward each other but they refuse to give in to it. Or at least she did. How would she know how he really felt?

She knows where she stands… and she knows not to cross that line… he can’t give her what she needs… and she steps back. But a friendship, a special kind of friendship, has been created. He now is special to her, and vice versa. She finds herself sitting on Sta. Monica Pier, watching her sunset thinking that when that sun rises… it will be a brand new day.

It seemed so real… the feeling was there… it was like reading one of those romance novels… and so I wake up with a heavy heart… could something like that happen to me? I close my eyes again… the next thing I see is the sun… I just smile… brand new day… REALITY.

... i feel good.. tananananan...

I bet you read the title with that tune... haha...

Anyway, i do feel good today. My big boss gave me a "job well done" phrase this morning and i just needed to smile... the hard work did pay off after all... new package... new build... 5 days cycle time from assembly to ship.... shipped one day ahead of commit date... perrffeect...

And then i was tasked to deliver a 5S training this afternoon... jeez... but delivering that four hour training in less than hour?? including the certification exam? chicken! haha. Forgive me but i am in a frazzy mood right now... WHAT the. Is that even a word?

Tomorrow is the flower festival parade. Panagbenga as it is called. Flowers in bloom. The city is a mess. Goes to show the people chose the wrong leader but what the heck. If it can happen nationwide, what more local. We should get this country out of here! But hopefully the parades and events turn out good, for the sake of so many tourists looking forward to this time of the year in Baguio. Not that i care much because i'd rather stay home and watch tv... now how frazzy is that? Haha.

Birthday Dad

For the first time after THE longest time, my dad comes home today and gives me a tight hug and kisses me on the cheek as soon as he comes in the door. Now what am I missing here? It must be the pre birthday blues.

Tomorrow he turns 66. After that warm hug, he gives this very touching speech. It almost brought a tear to my eye. He reiterates how much time we spent together. I grew up with my dad. A daddy’s girl some would say. And he did bring me up pretty well. He was very strict when it concerns education. Well being one of the top ten outstanding educators of the country, I wouldn’t blame him for the strictness. I remember in grade school when I wasn’t allowed to watch television during the weekdays. I also used to have an hour of study time before hitting the bed. And it went on till high school. Boy I really hated that. I would hear the front gate open and I’d run up to my room pretending to study. Haha. Just like any teenager, I too had my rebellious moments. But in the end, my dad would still have the last say.

Tonight his speech was far more “future concerned” than the usual family speeches. Of course I have heard it before but tonight I heard him say it from his heart. I saw how much he meant it. He tells me once more that I am the jewel in his life and that someday he would like to be strong enough to walk me down that aisle… His only dream yet to be fulfilled. We are three daughters but I am his only chance. It pains me to think that I cannot fulfill that dream of his in the near future. And as he continues to express his feelings as to how he wants it so much, I feel a tightening in my chest... stopping myself from shedding a tear. It has come to that point that he has probably realized that that is the only thing missing right now. Maybe he has seen me struggle through education, struggle through attaining success in career (not that I have already attained that), and now he sees me as a woman… no longer his little girl.

As I stand there trying to hold in my emotions, I just give him that hug back… kiss him on the cheek and say “…someday we’ll get there… someday… HAPPY BIRTHDAY dad!”

Puerto Del Sol

The website did say 2 ½ hours drive from Baguio… Impossible. Maybe if you were running at a speed of 100 all the way then the possibility was at a 100%. But considering all that traffic and driving through more or less 8 towns took almost 4 hours to get there.

Beautiful Saturday morning, we begin at 9am. Traffic was not heavy so it was a smooth drive. Following the directions a friend of mine gave me found our way there. As the directions were not very precise and signs were at a minimum, we encountered minor difficulties in taking the right turns and found ourselves asking people passing by. They were very helpful by the way. One tricycle driver let us follow him to get back to the main road and go the right direction. He earned 20 pesos for that. Well the only difficult part was Dagupan. There were too many turns with no signs as to which turn you should take to get somewhere. The rest of the ride was smooth.


We reach our destination at almost 1:30 pm in the afternoon. The website advertisement was quite inviting. We get there and I guess I can say that it was okay. Not as great as how it was presented online but it was a nice, little, relaxing place. The rooms were good enough with a balcony fronting the pool and a view of the sea. Anywhere where there is water soothes my stress so it was all good.


We started the afternoon with some cocktails over at the restaurant with a great view of the beach. However, I have to say that the drink lacked something. Again I would describe it as “okay”. Then we head off for the water. The beach was a bit too shallow to swim in and the deep part was splashing strong waves, it was a bit dangerous. So we decided to splash around in the very inviting pool, I must say. Very few guests were around so we had the pool all to ourselves. Ahhh the most relaxing moment. Well not quite yet. We head back to the beach to watch the sunset.


Sunset was at 6pm. BEE-OO-TEE-FUL. Well every sunset is beautiful to me whether it sets by the mountains or the sea. So I really enjoyed watching it drop…. My relaxant.

We ordered dinner and some drinks. I really have to say that the food and drinks needs some improvement in this place. The ambience and all is doing good but the food has to get some more touch to it. I enjoyed the “dinner by the sea” idea more rather than the dinner itself.

They had a Jacuzzi that was operational from 9-11 in the morning and 7-9 in the evening. When I first saw it, I couldn’t wait to get in. After dinner we head on to the supposedly “hot tub”. I put my feet in, and say to myself... “this is the coldest hot tub I have ever been in!”… haha. Now the “hot tub” is running on cold water. Jeez. I stayed there for about 10 minutes and didn’t even bubble up a bit.


So we decided to just swim the night away in the pool, which was far warmer than the Jacuzzi. Out of everything, I think I loved the pool the most. It was a nice, long curvy pool with landscaping by the middle and the surroundings. They should just name the place “Puerto del Pool”. Haha.

Well despite the shortcomings, I really had a great weekend. The place wasn’t that bad anyway. I had my sea, my pool, relaxing ambience, my sunset and great company. So what’s there to complain for? =)

Ben Jones

I was just reading through a Marie Claire mag and I see Ben Jones - the male equivalent of Bridget. “He’s cute, smart, successful, and in search of Ms. Right.”, the mag said. Haha. What a funny sight. And I thought women were the only species who was in all that love bliss.

Mark, 27

When I was younger, I didn’t think I would be getting up at 7 in the morning and wearing a suit to work – let alone thinking about marriage at 27. But, as it was so eloquently put in the movie When Harry met Sally, “When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” The rest of my life won’t start until I meet my Sally. I’m only looking for one woman – The One. Bottom line: Marriage is sacred.

It is quite amusing to see 50 men advertise themselves in a magazine millions of women read. Hard to believe that such men still exist. Although it is nice to know that they do. I’m thinking maybe I can use his profile. Change it to Ann, 27… getting up at 5 in the morning…. Looking for one man –The One… post a good picture and I’m all set. Haha. I don’t think it’s a call of desperate times. Maybe, like me, they are in the wrong place of meeting their “The Ones”. And so they place a nice picture and utter a hopeless romantic phrase that most women would fall for. And out of the millions, there must be one right one. Hopefully they do turn out who they really say they are. Hats off to them!

Cheap thrills

Less than a month from now I turn 27. Another year has passed. I had a great year, I must say. The later part was the best. A lot of my unanswered questions have been addressed. It was a very fulfilling moment. A part of my childhood dream had come true and up to this moment I still cannot elaborate on the happiness that I felt and still feel. Some would think it’s marriage. Well tough luck! That is not it…. Yet…. Haha… that still remains to be a mystery.

One of my friends asked me last week if I am lonely… or alone…. I suddenly try to think of the difference… what is the difference? And am I? As I recall my response, I think I may have said that I am all good. I may be lonely sometimes. Loneliness hits every one at some point. It is normal. I sit a while and think of what is really missing right now. Okay so maybe I lucked out in the love department. Heart’s day is coming up but so what. As of the moment, I don’t see anything special there. Now how sour is that?

Just last week I encounter the thrill of the month. I think I really am ageing… backwards. I have seen him for years, passed by him the hallways and cubicles, and even seen him smile at me several times. But being the smiley face that I am, I just smile back. But there was nothing there. Being a supplier he often visits the plant. And then I see him again. It was almost 7pm that night and was on my way to the lockers when I saw him. He may have just gotten out of a meeting. I look his way and then he gives me a very warm smile. I smile back and suddenly felt something. A feeling like in high school when you see someone you really like. Haha. Later that evening I met up with some of my officemates at the mall. We were on our way to the parking lot when I saw him again. As I reach my car, their car backed up and I think he may have noticed that it was us. He looked back twice. And that same feeling came rushing in again. It was a funny but nice feeling.

I only know his name, his first name. A cheap thrill…. Or maybe a cheap crush…. Or is that even the right term for it? Haha.