Burot, Batangas with my Besties

In the wee hours of Sunday, Jaycee, Gerald, my parents and I headed for the van terminal in Pasay to catch a ride going to Burot, Batangas. My parents decided to give us a lift because it was far but Gerald ended up driving going all the way to Pasay since my mom had a drink or two the night before. LOL.

Anyway, once we got there, we immediately found the vans heading for Batangas and call us lucky but we were able to hail a van who didn't get other passengers along the way. So for the entire three hour long trip, there was just the three of us in the van. We literally have it all to ourselves which was kinda nice because we get to sleep and stretch our feet comfortably.

We arrived in Calatagan at around 6:30am and decided to have breakfast at a local market eatery. Then we took a tricycle going to Burot which took about 20 minutes; the road going there was quite narrow and not completely cemented, so it was quite a bumpy ride.

However, once we got there Jaycee and I were amazed at how amazing the place looked like. Gerald had been in the place the week before and he pointed out that there were more people that day compared to when he last been there.

But it wasn't as crowded as any normal beach. There were no cottages, everyone has to bring (or rent) their own tents, there's just one store that sold snacks and refreshments, and there's no electricity!

Burot is a white sand beach that is perfect for those who really just wanted to wind up, relax and forget about the world for a while--just like us.

As soon as we got there, we decided to set up our own tent and (literally) lock up all our things inside before we decided to take a stroll. The place was really amazing; perhaps even too good to be true. The sand is soft beneath my feet and the water is clear, it's everything I wanted and more, or maybe I'm just a sucker for beaches. We strolled for sometime before we headed back to our tent to hang out, have some snacks and chat. Soon after, we took a dip in the water and just savored the moment.

 

We seemed to have done so much that we were surprised that it was only lunchtime by the time we finished swimming. We showered, ate lunch and took a nap afterwards. It wasn't the most comfortable nap we've had because it got a little too hot since it was midday. But we did felt relaxed and I guess that's what's important.

  

By 3pm, we decided to leave the the beach and strolled along the streets of the town of Calatagan. We went in the church and the park, took photos and grabbed some quick bite before finally heading for the van terminal.

 

 

The trip home took longer than I expected, or perhaps I was just a bit uncomfortable but we managed to get off at Pasay; we took the train to Megamall where we stopped by for a washroom break and contemplated whether we'd have dinner or not. We finally agreed that we'll just go home and have a drink at Ge's place but halfway through our trip home, I cancelled on them because I had to go home for some reasons I can't really disclose in this blog in detail.

Despite of it though, it was still a perfect getaway even just for a day. Looking forward for more adventures with my lovies.

Why I'm the Last Person a Man Would Date

 

I have been into several relationships before and most of them gave me the bitter realization that I might not just be the type of person a man would like to date. 

Looking back in the years that have passed, I did my best to recall the type of person I was and what I have become. 

And through my stroll down memory lane, I've come to realize what made me under qualified to be a member of the ever growing dating pool, and here are the reasons why:

1. I am loud.

Not in bed, I'm not. But if you ask most of the people I know they'd tell you that I speak loudly and that I laugh boisterously. I'm also pretty animated and add the fact that I teach kids for a living, and what do you get? Adult woman blurting out her emotions or expressions with a little exaggeration. 

 

Of course, I do not intend to speak as if I'm trying to gain attention. I'm not. Truth be told, it's something innate and hard to change and even to control at times. 

Have I done something about it? Aye! Definitely. But I always end up being either inaudible or in a comical whisper.

2. I laugh easily. 

I am known to be the one who laughs the loudest and the easiest to crack up--even if the joke or situation isn't too funny to everyone else. 

I just have a different way of perceiving "funny" things or situations that most often than not, men misinterprets it as flirting or showing interest in them. 

I'm actually doing my best to control my impulse to laugh loudly at little things but to no avail; plus, holding in my laughter always leave me in tears and out of breath. 

3. I'm one of the boys.

I am not sure exactly how and why, but I just seem to click with men more than women. Sometimes, I'd have people telling me that I act and think like a man, and to be honest I'm not sure if it's a bad thing or a good thing. 

 

To be even more honest, I'd like to believe it's a good thing just because it gives me the freedom to break social and gender barriers and the norm that girls should only be friends with girls because we have cooties--whatever that is. I naturally think and act in such way, that sometimes, and yet again, people deliberately misconstrue it as flirting or as if I'm trying to gain some guy's attention. 

But the truth is, I just basically like to talk to men better because they know no bullshit celeb gossip and can actually talk about a wide range of topics aside from the common washroom talk about whose purse mismatched her shoes.

On the side, they make a good game buddy and protective brother material. Nobody can mess with me, my bro's got my back but sadly, since they know I'm a dude too, I can't be taken seriously as more than just another guy friend with the tits of a B-cup woman. 

4. I'm disgusting.

Disgusting in the sense that I sit like a boy, burp the alphabet, don't wash my hair on the weekends and eat on my bed. I also smell my pits in public and boast my burping skill. 

To make it worse, I eat like a pig. Not literally though, but I really love to pig out. And most men loves seeing a girl eat daintily, but I don't eat that way, I'm extremely unattractive when I eat, hence I'm off the dating list. Oh, you'd be surprised at how many men I can turn off with those things. To my male friends it's cool, but to a prospect boyfriend? Just think about it, I fucking burp the fucking alphabet.

5. I curse a lot.

I just can't fucking help it. It just simply slips off my mouth. But I couldn't fucking care less about it, that's how I am. 

Of course, I'm still a considerate bitch; I keep my freaking gob shut around old people and children who may be offended by my choice of not-so-fancy expressions. 

Men likes to date cutesy type of girls who bats their lashes and blushes to their compliments, not someone who's always in a battle to top off Al Pacino in Scarface. 'Nuff said. 

6. I'm a bookworm.

I'm not exactly smart or intelligent, but I'm not a bubble-head either. I've got some strong convictions and opinions that some men finds extremely annoying. All of which I got from reading a vast range of topics. 

People, men mostly, solely believes that reading is boring hence people who read are most likely to be boring people who are socially awkward and know nothing about the reality of life all because we readers are boxed into the eternal thought that we're trapped into an abyss of fictional fantasies. 

Even my mother despises the fact that I read more than I should because it's keeping me from learning to put on makeup on and from developing at least a socially acceptable fashion sense instead of just plain shirt, jeans and sneakers.

 

7. I'm generally weird and have an inappropriate sense of humor.

I may look normal to the majority but even my closest friends find me weird--really weird. I do things normal adults don't, making me look and seem juvenile. 

I'm not immature in general, believe me but I do have a side which I try to hide from most people in fear that I'll get rejected due to the sheer weirdness I possess.

I'm goofy and bubbly, I whine and play sick pranks to people I love--mostly in a very slight sadistic kind of way and not even the dirty kind of sadism. Think about Rocky Balboa. 

I go to museums and stand next to warning signs and do the opposite. See, most men would like a demure, classy woman who doesn't even seem know that the words "fart" and "burp" actually exists. No sir. I'm neither demure nor classy, I'm weird and inappropriate.

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I know there are more reasons as to why I'm less likely to be asked on a date, but I promised myself that I'll get some sleep. I'll be lucky if I find a man who would share the same weirdness and wouldn't mind the fact that I am as weird as he is. Heck, there's nothing cuter and sweeter than two people coming together in mutual weirdness to share the same mental dysfunction the universe blessed them with. 

 

This weird list may just be the result of taking in too much caffeine and sugar at work and a product of a bored and tired mind who wants to somehow make itself feel productive outside of the workplace. 

All Nighters

June 6 is a Korean national holiday which means no work-day for us teachers, it also means we have a long weekend ahead and we kicked it off with a blast.

My office mates and I had been planning this one for nearly a month and it was a success. What's great was that it was payday last Thursday. LOL. With me were Brish, Arlien, Liz, Mark, Jaycel and, most unexpectedly, Kevin. We asked Kevin to come with us last Thursday night when he came by the office to pick up his paycheck. We were not really expecting that he'd come with us but he did and we couldn't be more happier.

We meet up with Kevin a couple of blocks away from our office building, then we did a quick stop at a local resto-bar to get ourselves something to eat and while waiting for our take out meals, Kevin, Mark, Liz and I decided to go to the nearest convenience store to buy snacks and liquor to cut us some extra time. Shortly after, we returned to the resto-bar; we waited for our order for a little while then we went to my house.

 

They all had dinner first, or midnight snacks, I suppose before we started drinking. It was a really fun night; I got so drunk--dunno why I easily get drunk lately, but I did and well--I sort of "forced" Kevin to listen to me. LOL We stayed up all night until most of the gang went upstairs to bed at around 6am. It was only Liz, Arlien and I who were awake until about 7am. 

 

We chatted for some time then decided to clean up and unfortunately, I broke a liquor bottle and injured a toe. It bled a lot and we were having a hard time stopping it from bleeding, but Liz and I were able to really get to know each other more that time. 

 

When the bleeding finally halted, the three of us went to sleep and at around 9 something I heard voices and realized that Jaycel and Kevin were already awake and eating breakfast with my parents. I decided to get up from bed too, and joined them in the breakfast table. I wasn't really hungry but felt the need to assist and eat with my guests. LOL 

 

Soon after, every one was awake and were eating breakfast. We all chatted about random things as they ate; later that morning we all decided to just squeeze in the spare room downstairs to hang out. It was really fun, we were telling each other random tales from work and our lives; it was great getting to know my workmates better and beyond the workplace too. 

 

 

It went on for hours as we all take turns to use the bathroom to take a shower. I honestly cannot simply express in words how happy I felt that day, it's unlike anything I've ever felt before and more. It was truly a pleasure to work (and to have worked with, in Kevin's case *insert sad face here*) with them. 

From L - R : Mark, Liz, me, Arlien, Brish, Kevin and Jaycel 

Of course we took a last group shot before they left. I really wish we'd do it again as it's the best all nighters party I ever been in. I love my workmates! ^_^