Go figure.

Asked Siri to send a message for me ,"it's ok I'm still on shift" and she recognizes it as ,"it's ok I'm still on sh*t" . Twice. Smart Aleck.

I Don't Get it

I Don't Get it.............

• when people spit gum in the urinals when the trash can is 5 meters away.




• when people cut your lane and try to overtake you but you're both at the same spot when you reach the stop light.




• how people who ride big SUVs still manage to throw garbage away in the streets from their vehicles; your SUV suddenly looks like a jeep.




• why people still insist on using plastic bags when there is already so much trash in the world.




• how people can stand other people cleaning up after them.




• why roads are so ugly despite all the taxes.




• why people still print their account summary after withdrawing money from the ATM when these can be checked online and they just throw it right away after (all that wasted paper!) - thanks voltaire.

• how stores can say that they are on sale when they are not.




• how GMA or the Arroyos are still able to sleep at night.

But a speck in this one big plan

It was a daunting task. and no one seemed to be up for it. as the 9 friends stood on the platform, it seemed impossible for anyone to jump 180 meters away from the canyon and remain unscathed, let alone alive. at the back of my mind, i was already thinking of the other "rides" that would be easier to conquer first. then move on to "the one". kind of like taking the easy questions first in the exam and then going back to the hard ones.

But no. As we got to the hut where the tickets were bought, almost everyone's mind had been set. it was the "plunge" or nothing. it's as if the decision was collective and we were all part of the borg. it didn't make sense to take the less adventurous ones because they were expensive (baka kuripot lang kasi lahat,gusto na masulit kaagad haha)There were 1-2 stragglers but in the end only one of us didn't free fall. I'd have to say that it may have been the best 700php I had to spend.

Lots of questions came racing. Has anyone died plunging? How many times can the rope be used before it snaps? Has anyone hit the canyon yet while swinging? Who the crazy-a**-hell thought of setting up something like this? All the doubts and questions disappear as soon as you plunge through the depths of the canyon and put faith on the 70 meter rope that spelled the difference between life and death. No words can even begin to describe it. 

Spoiler alert: it's like taking a retreat while adrenalin freely flows. As you swing back and forth among the tree tops and admire the view, you begin to realize how awesome the view is and you're glad to be still in one piece. Feels good to be alive. You realize that you are just a speck in the world. That you can't control everything. Sometimes you just have to let go. and live. and be free. and not think back. I chose to plunge and this is what I get. something awesome and indescribable.

I'd do it all over again.

This is Drew Arellano and not me (you might get confused :)) ) --- but this is how it looks like in video. Compared to the gmax , the gmax is still scarier but the plunge is more spiritual ;D

TUGON Fiesta Issue published online!

Tugon has been around for about 7 years now and we're always trying to find ways to reach out to people, parishioners or not. Publishing it online really tops the cake since people from all over would be able to view it.

Check it out!! Click here.

Rocketeer - Far East Movement ft Ryan Tedder ( Marie Digby Cover )

like this version.

Weirdreams

The past three nights were very weird ones. I had three consecutive dreams which didn't sit well with me at all as they don't make sense. The first one consisted of me leaving all of my notes and books for asian civilization (yes, it's a subject in college - not sure if they still offer it) and we had an exam the next day. I felt cold sweat as I haven't studied yet for the said exam. When I woke up, I was on the verge of thinking strategies for a couple of split seconds as to how to cram before the exam before I realized that I was not a student anymore. I was relieved but at the same time irked that the dream stressed me out. The second dream was about me buying a bunch of fertilizer and putting it in the trunk of the car. I passed by a PNP checkpoint and when they opened the trunk, it wasn't fertilizer in there but ammonia (a precursor to fertilizer). And ammonia can be used for making bombs! so they had to detain me and everything. That's when I woke up and the first thought that came to mind upon doing so was how to remove the smell in the car. The images and events were so vivid and seemed so real that I had to check and feel if it was just really a dream. The third dream I couldn't remember. Just as well because I knew it was a bad one too. I wonder what the menu is for tonight? This creativity better stop working at night and do what it's supposed to do and do it in the morning when I'm awake and don't need sleep!