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Well here’s my promised Puerto Galera entry and then some.
.
Anyway
my adventure started friday when I came home from school early to
arrange my stuff and finish what i have to finish before I go to Puerto
Galera. Apparently some articles i wrote earlier for a raket turned out
to be unsatisfactory so I had to repeat some of them. And then same
night, I recieved article assignments from another bossing requiring me
to pass them on Sunday.
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Well since I can’t pass up the
opportunity to earn the cash (which by the way would pay for my Puerto
trip and some other ones) I finished those 3 articles that same night
prompting me to pass on the z’s for that evening.
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Having just
finished editing and rewriting articles about Pilates and foot pain
(ick!) I went to pack a 2 day duffel bag for the Puerto trip. It was
about 3:45 am. I also made it a point to call up my two beach
companions so they’ll wake up on time to fetch me at 5am.
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And
well just as expected, the 5am deadline wasn’t met and I was fetched at
around 5:45. And if any of the readers know me when I lack sleep, I’m
either a B!TCH or an angel, that morning I was a B!TCH. Maybe because
of the fact that I really really REALLy could’ve used the extra hour
sleep had I know that we were going to depart late.
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Anyway
enough of that. Trying to sleep on the way was b!tchier than me because
I can’t seem to sleep…. I wonder why. <sarcastic>
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We
were still figuring out how to get to Puerto Galera on the road. All
three of us were first timers, so we were referring to the set of
instructions that I got from the internet. And miraculously, after 3
hours of watching out for signs, b!tching and catching up on stuff, we
were finally able to get to Batangas pier, pay a hefty parking and
tricycle fee and finally wiggle ourselves into the waiting area of the
ferry.
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And as if we weren’t irresponsible enough about not
knowing how to get there, we also don’t have room reservations. Well it
was the internet and my foresight to the rescue once again, as I did
also research some contacts numbers for places to stay on the beach.
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Unfortunately
the place was full-up and we couldn’t find an affordable place that
still accepted guests. Fortuntely, there was this number for a
residential area that was pretty close to the beach. We thought we’d
take it instead of sleeping in the sand, so we did for 1,500 pesos a
night.
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Our ferry was delayed 15 minutes according to the P.A.
system, but in actuality, it was delayed 45 minutes. When we were
finalyl able to board, the suppposedly 10:30 am boat ride was left at
approximately 11:15 into the unforgiving sea.
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Why unforgiving?
Well, as luck would have it it was a particularly wavy time of the day
and most of the passengers were at the point of hurling midway into the
ferry ride. The start was kinda enjoyable, it was kinda riding anchors
away, and some people were actually wooting and asking for more, but
after 45 minutes of getting tossed and turned, you wouldn’t feel good
either.
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It was around 1pm when we finally arrived at white
sand beach, totally regretting what we got into and wanting to just get
to our place and go to sleep first before enjoying the boat laden,
people brimming, 36 degree beach.
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We took refuge from the noon
sun at a nearby souvenir shop where I instantly lost all trace of
seas-sickness at the sight of  capiz earrings.
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Unfortunately,
the short burst of eenjoyment wasn’t to be as we were taken by our
contact to the house. It was clean but it was a bit frugal and a bit
far from the beach. WE had to cross a smelly kanal
to the house. And we had to share the bathroom with the dwellers. No
hot shower, no aircon. it’s good that the room was cool enough sso we
had a brief lie down to get rid of the sickness and the disappointment
of the trip.
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Half accepting that we’ll be spending the trip to
Puerto Galera sleeping on the the bed, we stood up and got dressed in
our swimsuits to make the most of the trip and headed straight back to
the souvenir shop to do some shopping.
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After shopping we went
for lunch, which at first sounded pretty expensive, but turned out to
be a feast. The chicken I ordered was skewered and barbecued on a 2 ft.
long metal rod and even if I didn’t eat rice, I was really full by the
time I finished.
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We proceded to look for someone who’ll take us
snorkelling. Because at that time it was already past 3pm, it was hard
looking for a boat because the common schedule of snorkelling was 1-3pm
and 3-6 pm.
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Fortunately we found one in the person of mamang nakablue
who took us on for snorkelling together with seven other people (who we
were sitting next to at the ferry waiting area by the way). We went out
to sabang beach if I’m corerct and found a blue starfissh, some scary
looking living thing that had white string like tentacles that spread
over the ocean floor, a few butterfly fishes, a lot of groupers of
different colors, a scary looking tentacle like arm of what seemed to
be a plant, no jellyfishes but about 15 sea urchins.
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I managed to teach tere how to snorkel, and partly teach yocz how to dive with her snorkel on.
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We
collected smooth rocks, (which by the way i wasn’t able to take home
because I forgot them in the room) and weren’t able to go banana
boating because we came back fro snorkelling too late in the night.
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The
snorkelling trip was enjoyable especially when we all tried to
simultaneoussly hsow each other some fascinating thing we saw under the
ocean. It was expecially fun whenever somebody blurts out that she just
swallowed a mouthful of (very salty) sea water.
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Getting back to the island, we almost forget to pay manong nakablue
for the trip. change into drier clothes without changing the swimsuits
and went for dinner. By the way I saw this guy who looked so much like
mike Shinoda I couldn’t resist staring at him… and he caught me
staring. hahahaha.
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Anyway we looked for a bar and ordered a
pitcher of mindoro sling. It was kinda early so we ditched the bar,
bought some shirts and took the rest of the pitcher to the beach where
we sat, tipsy still drinking, taking pictures and making a complete
fool of ourselves.
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After downing the mindoro sling, we went to
the tent where orange and lemons were supposed to be playing, but
thought it was gonna be too full of people and we were all tired
anyway. So we decided to finally call it a night and proceeded to go
back to our house.
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Well apparently it wasn’t the end of the
night because I suddenly hear someone calling out to me, and it was
some alumni from my org. WE exchanged a few words and said our goodbyes
and went back to our room.
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Back in the room, Thet and I felt
that the night wasn’t enough, but Tere was down for the count. So thet
and i resolved to find my alumni friends to join them hehehe, after
all, we thought, the more the merrier.
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So we went back to the
beach trying to find them but we couldn’t. So we went to the orange and
lemons concert only to find out that it was already full to the brim.
WE went to the livelier part of the beach and got ourselves some beer
and just walked along the beach, and whaddaya know, we found the
peoplewe were looking for.
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They just finished a pitcher of
Mindoro sling and we joined them for another one. We downed it in 5
minutes. After that, I was already drunk harhar and joyce (one of the
alumni) and I talked about the last tym we both were drunk and laughed
soo much about it. The others availed of the massage from ate masahista when Thet finally wanted to call it a night because we had to go back to manila early because she had to drive.
.
We
decided that I could stay with my orgmates and she and tere ould go
home. So me and Atan took her to our lodging so that I could get the
key from her so that I could go home later. At that point the idea of
getting left behind was starting to sound like a bad idea so I did a
coin toss to decide what I should do. The coin said I should go back to
Manila with thet.
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So I told Atan I wasn’t going back with him, (sorry tlaga!) and we finally went to sleep.
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We
were supposed to wake up at 4am so that we could be back to Manila by
9am, but as luck wasn’t on our side on that trip, we woke up at 6:45am,
with bad moods, and in my case, a bad hangover.
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We got a ferry
ticket for 7:30 am packed really fast, got some medicine for the
hangover and the seasickness and went on the two hour boat ride.
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The
way home was pretty peaceful, maybe because I was asleep most of the
time. But Tere and Thet had a waving and pacute session with two guys
in a lancer along SLEX.
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We lost them when we turned to get breakfast and coffee at KFC and starbucks.
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That
was the fun in the sun part, but when I finally arrived home,  it was
only to find out that my neices are  visiting and  as usual, I was
expected to help in taking care of them.
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So it would be safe
to say that I didn’t get any sleep either when I got home. Then the
next day, it was another day of class and org stuff. We had to wait for
Halley until 8pm, because we can’t leave the extremely important items
at the tambayan. It was really bad timing because I still had 4 problem
sets for ES11 and 4 problem sets for ChE 123. I  wasn’t able to do it
at the tambayan too because I had to help in the sorting of the papers
and the PET bottles.
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I went home with Len, but not before
getting some sushi and calamares at the sulu hotel. Len had this gift
cheque that would expire April 30 so we had to claim it. It’s good that
the sushi tasted really good. I took it home and my father’s craving
for sushi because of it.
.
And now I am sleepless and swamped
with work. Why is that so when today’s a holiday? Well, my neices are
still here and my mom’s at work and my sister’s constantly finding some
other type of work that would prompt her to ask me to take care of the
baby for a "few minutes". So i wasn’t able to find a decent continuous
time to gatehr my thoughts to do and plan for the simultaneous FOPC GA
and two house to house trips, problem sets for ES 11 and ChE 123  and
the 2nd ES 11 exam.
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Just my luck huh?
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Truly, now that
I’ve written all of this while comtemplating yet another sleepless
night, I wonder if the recently concluded friday the 13th is getting
back at me for the unusually good luck I got that day.
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*sigh
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Well now that that’s all vented out… back to work for me.

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