Posts Tagged ‘marlboro’

it’s when i’m alone (and smoking) that i get myself the chance to open my memory box. this moment makes me linger with the past (and so i continue sipping) and toy with the thoughts behind.

rather than count the sticks i had sipped, it might be better if i count my remaining days because of doing it. i am not blaming anyone for this addiction. i am thanking them for making this addiction less worrisome. don’t call them bad influences… they’re not.

more to this memory-lane moment, i can’t help but recall some important beings who shared the puffing sessions with me since the great ashtray was introduced to me.

rea and me and the cigars we love!
elton, the man who doesn’t end the night without stealing a stick from me (and everybody else)

ram: the one who shares capri, black devil, and other slims with me! i miss you!


krisha: the girl who eventually learned the proper puffing, angelie: the girl who smokes through her nose, alpha: the die-hard Philip Morris girl!


i know who to talk to when i decide to QUIT smoking. it's GOLD!


kristel, the banker (na nagresign na daw): yes, she said i taught her how to do it. i never did!


of course, si honey! she was the best puff-buddy last semester. 🙂


ron and krisjohn! the sessions we had are worth-reminiscing. we can have it back too soon... in cebu! i know, we share the same stick. and we are loving it. 🙂

i will always look forward to sipping sticks with you again, very soon! 🙂


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earlier this afternoon, i applied for a job in a university in GenSan. obviously, i hope to teach there next semester. i got a call 3 hours after i submitted my application letter and was scheduled for an interview tomorrow morning.



you read it right. i can have a ‘real job’ now. finally, i am over my college years. *confetti*

and yeah, what better way to treat myself after a hellish semester loaded with thesis, photography class, analysis of Rizal’s works, researches in anthropology, etcetera?


thanks to biboy for inviting me to a stress-free night. for the sake of this blog, i’m using his nickname since i don’t want him get famous. magiging feeler lang. :p

the night of first times, i’d like to call it. and because the night was worth-sharing (vaguely), here are some tips i’d like to share for a totally stress-free night:

1. before going to the beach, you may chug beers first at piyesta ktv and restobar.

piyesta --- where people get overdressed!

piyesta --- where people get overdressed!

2. when you go for an outing, be firm with your decisions. don’t be fickle-minded, at least for that moment. decide when you have to decide what to eat. after all, the driver gets tired too though he would expectedly say he’s ok. *laughs*

3. if you can’t decide what to eat for the rest of the night, here are some best buys in gensan: chips, san miglight and gilbeys premium at a convenience store along osmena st., take-out any meal from jollibee (preferrably chickenjoy for breakfast. make sure you secure the change after paying. :P), water and yosi at a convenience store near YBL terminal.

parang ipamimigay lang sa victims ng ondoy

parang ipamimigay lang sa victims ng ondoy

4. When you have all that, you’re sure to have a food-full and beer-full night. but wait, the tent should be set-up. and it helps when you’re with a boy scout. 🙂

this is the tent. biboy did most of the setting-up. :p

this is the tent. biboy did most of the setting-up. :p

5. when you’re stepping on the sand already, make sure to take off your shoes. wear flip flops or get barefooted! then sit. relax. wear comfy shorts and shirt. don’t change clothes from time to time either especially if you don’t do the laundry. haha.

ang itim na flip flops at ang inuming hindi naman talaga nakakalasing.

ang itim na flip flops at ang inuming hindi naman talaga nakakalasing.

6. look for eye-candies. look around you. who knows they might be on the same page as you are. (and you don’t need to decipher this thing.)

7. you do the talking… big time! share. laugh. stare. puff! yes, sip and puff! it keeps the night warm. eat apple. but don’t imagine you’re eating an apple from manila. :p

hanapin ang apple from manila!

hanapin ang apple from manila!

8. when you see the day coming, maybe it’s a good idea to sleep. yes, there’s a reason it’s called night swimming. you have to keep yourself awake at night. and when the dawn breaks, have yourself laid inside the tent.

9. WHEN YOU’RE ABOUT TO SLEEP, PLEASE DO SLEEP! don’t do the things you do outside of the tent. REST! :p

10. another reason it’s called night swimming is that you only have to stay there the whole night and a quarter of the first hours of the day. so even if you don’t get yourself enough sleep, you wake up and fix the tent. again, leave the job to the boy scout.

11. swim! have fun in the water. after all, you’re supposed to unload the stress. the best way to do it is leave the problems in the water. let the fishes carry them.

12. eat breakfast. then,  reset your mind  — the real world is waiting as soon as you step out of the resort. yes. harsh but true. there are a lot of things we have to deal with in the outside world.

but at least, at some point, you made the right choice to unwind, unload, and relax. let the sea, the sand, and the tent remain the witnesses…

of the stories shared.

of the beers drank.

of the cigarette butts thrown.

of the laughters.

of the priceless moments…



bang! bang!

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I didn’t know why while driving around our nondescript place,  i felt much excitement upon seeing the renovated Dunkin Donuts. Now, it’s a lot more like a store in the city. *grins for the poor place*


The exhilaration was more of because i wanted to have coffee not inside our house, not inside the office. I know DD’s coffee is not as good as Blugre’s or Starbucks’ but i don’t care. It’s just that some things are better bought. 🙂

But before finally driving my way home,  while counting some friends left, i realized no one’s going to share coffee moments with me. Nobody’s home among the very short list of friends i have here. No Ron. No Kris John. No Hapi. Only me! Sounds soo pathetic and boring — more self-actualization moments?? no way!

Maybe, the excitement was due to my forever  longing to drink coffee and to puff cigars at the same time — the usual ‘tambay mode’ i nightly lived in Davao 2 months ago. And maybe I just want to live that kind of life again — where all you have after an exhausting day are a cup of coffee and sticks of marlboro. Perfect night!

Days from now, I’ll be Davao-based again. But my coffee-mates were all gone — GONE! I might as well end up having coffee alone. Hmmm. That’s no problem! Someone’s coming along the way to light the sticks and share coffee with me. Natraffic lang!

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…ay gagraduate ka na talaga! for sure.

note: this entry was originally written on March 6 but due to some reasons beyond my control, ngayon ko lang napost ito. anyway…


I am thankful to a lot of things especially during the years I spent, spend, and will be spending still in college. (So don’t mistake this blog as a valediction. Haha. This is just a simple journal I hope to read one day, someday — years after everything in my life will not be as happy as now.)

I wonder what moved me to be as emotional as this… again! I hate this actually — when I have to stop myself from crying and wasting another bucket of tears but can’t do anything because I just have to cry to ease myself. This isn’t about g or about a pakshet lovelife. No way. Not now!

It’s been more or less 8 hours since I arrived home. Yes, I’m in Polomolok right now, lying on the comforts of my bed while making my pillow wet (with tears). Oo, I’m back to being the crying beans. And there’s no way out of this bullshit emotion so I need to write this down because I can’t open this up to any people in the house. And they’re all asleep so wala japun. The story follows.


Fixing my hair in front of the mirror before I left from the boarding house earlier, I was having a good conversation with anj, joan, and corinne. I actually can’t remember who asked this question but I know somebody did (maybe anj):

“Mag-uli ka Beans? Si Rea? Magsabay mo?”

I just continued fixing my hair thinking that it was just like any ordinary questions my friends would ask me. Then I answered:

“Naa man syay exam sa Sunday…

Pero ok na pud ni, at least masanay na ko magbyahe pauli na ako na lang. Unsaon na lang, mugraduate na baya sya.”

I laughed after I answered and as expected, they also laughed showing protest to my ‘kakornihan’ again. Then somebody asked again:

“Pano man na next sem beans? Mag-unsa ka sa bus ug wala si Rea?”

“Maghilak,” I said but that was not too serious. Haha. Then I added, “dapat magkakotse na jud ko next sem para di loser ang dating. Para mapilitan si Rai musakay bisag wala na syay tuyo sa Davao.”

You wish Beans! Your car is not so soon. Haha Anyway…

So I left. Good thing I was super sleepy earlier so I just slept all throughout the travel. For 3 hours!

Fast forward to 10:30 in the evening  — right this moment. I was about to sleep when Rai texted me that Anj told her about the conversation earlier. Oops, I did not even plan to tell her about it because I know it will all sensationalize everything. And I know it will end up this way. But since it’s known to Rai, all I can do is accept it. And diba gani Rai, we need to say everything through joke to lessen the harsh reality – that you will not be a student anymore soon. This is not bitterness. Nabuang na. Of course who doesn’t want you to graduate? Haha. I have long accepted that I need to extend, it’s beyond my control e. haha.

I am just thinking about next sem. Imagine what I will miss next sem.. 😦 :

  1. No Rea will be with me inside the bus.

    beans and rea at Rizal Promenade
    beans and rea at Rizal Promenade
  2. No Rea will reserve a seat for me every time I will be late for class.

    rea and beans at the library
    rea and beans at the library
  3. No Rea will lend me the notes needed because I’m super lazy inside the classroom.

    rea and beans @ del rio resort, koronadal city
    rea and beans @ del rio resort, koronadal city
  4. No Rea will listen to my stories of anger, happiness, and nonsenseness.

    rai and beans at poolside, del rio.
    rai and beans at poolside, del rio.
  5. No Rea will share ‘puff’ session with me.

    green for rai. red for beans.
    green for rai. red for beans.
  6. No Rea will be willing to drink and get drunk with me.

    cheers! beans and rea at autoshop.
    cheers! beans and rea at autoshop.
  7. No Rea will give her vegetables to me when she orders chopsuey or pinakbet.

    rea and beans at rea's beerday.
    rea and beans at rea’s beerday.
  8. No Rea will say ‘drop the fuck beans!

    rea and beans during the mock job interview.
    rea and beans during the mock job interview.
  9. No Rea will motivate me to do my papers because I can only work if I see Rea almost done with hers’.

    rea and beans going to samal.
    rea and beans going to samal.
  10. No Rea will go with me to UP Anda to look for books.

    beans and rea during Speak UP! (SM)
    beans and rea during Speak UP! (SM)
  11. No Rea will sit and wait for me while my haircut is not yet done.

    beans and rea at the atrium.
    beans and rea at the atrium.
  12. Daghan pa kaayo, kapuy na hilak. Hahahaha.

    rea and beans during valentine's day.
    rea and beans during valentine’s day.

Oh yeah, I know distance doesn’t matter at all if both of you know you’re really good friends. And this is more than the relationship lovers have. Lovers may have doubts and all but with us, I know we both know where our loyalty and trust belong.

But everything will change in about a month from now. And I can do nothing to stop that part of our reality. We need to grow and we have to learn how to live our new lives — apart from each other…

For one, I know Rai knows I thank, care and love her sooooo much.

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