Missing Magnolia....

Last night, Beteng, Milet and I went out for a delectable dinner at Don Henrico’s. After eating their special buffalo wings and onion rings, we decided to stay at Figaro for a cup of coffee and chitchat.

I could still recall during our younger years, we loved to drink and party a lot. Now, we're just coffee drinkers - clear sign that we're getting older. We used to hang out at Soundstage, Sportzone, Tia Maria, Hard Rock Café, etc. Almost every weekend, we had gimmicks, and our regular buddy was – Jing. Among our close friends, Jing had the most number of pet names such as Aiko, Princess Punzalan, Tutti Fruity, Mining, Maya, Sweet Payumo, Carol Banawa, but the most popular was Magnolia dela Cruz – screen name of Ate Guy in one of her movies. Before Jing left for a job in New Jersey, we had a 4-day vacation at the beautiful Island of Pagudpod.

Our bestfriend, “Magnolia” now lives in Portland. We missed her so much! How I wish Jing could visit my website and enjoy looking back at our happy, old days together….

no dull moments....

I was just reminiscing our "2006 Summer Vacation" at Balibago Island - the hometown of my father. I fondly call it, "Island of Desire."

I was with my two funny friends, none other than "Beteng and Dupong." They're both headturners, with their exotic look, large body built, and beautiful smiles.

It was a short escape from our normal life - inexpensive but lots of fun! And we're overwhelmed by the cordial reception of the island folks. For sure, there'll be a Part II....very soon!!!

"till my next return...."

My sister who’s working in Singapore came home for a 5-day vacation. We’re all surprised to see her again. Since she arrived, it’s always like a feast in our house. There’s delight in every one’s heart with my sister “Lala” around. It’s a short vacation but well spent with her family.

Saying goodbye is inevitable. There were times that I was already numb when a family member or friend would be leaving. Maybe, I'd just wanted to suppress my real emotion or I got used to it. Last Sunday, I didn’t cry when my sister left again. We just hugged and kissed each other. I heard her saying, “till my next return.”