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I QUIT

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I will quit caring about this job. I think I’m burning out.

Today was a shitty day. I don’t have the strength to write about it. It’s just…😡

I’ll just tune out after six. That’s it. I’ve been pushing myself too far and hard the past few months. I shouldn’t. Even if I’m out there to prove something, what will it bring me? Nothing. I don’t get gold coins for being extra.

So that’s it. I log on in the morning, do my job, then log off at 6 pm.

Screen cap from Nikkei Asia, article written by a friend.

This is laughable. It has become a “blockbuster hit” because Imee Marcos bought all the tickets and gave them away to schools and government agencies.

Damn.

“It’s clear that they were trying to evoke sympathy, that we were supposed to feel sorry for them,” said Miguel Reyes, a University of the Philippines researcher who has studied the Marcos regime and the family…

…The film’s release comes just a month before the country marks the 50th anniversary of the declaration of Marcos’ martial law next month, which will likely put the old regime’s brutal legacy in focus.

All the more we need to educate the public about the crimes the Marcoses committed and brought the country down on its knees.

My children are better than most of the adults in this country. They had been researching on their own about the Manila Film Center tragedy, Archimedes Trajano, and Boyet and Primitivo Mijares. They did it without prodding from me. They did it on their own volition; they were curious why I am so against the Marcoses. They were watching video clips. These are just some of the thousands of stories that are out there to tell the truth about this family.

This crappy movie was just bizarre.

To continue with today’s theme—shit—here we have a story about sewerage woes in UK beaches.

This is the reason I never went back to Boracay. My last trip there was in 2009 and that trip wasn’t enjoyable because of this above ⬆. People who go there to see and be seen don’t realize they are swimming in their own crap. My mom (who is an expert on this) said the mere presence of algal bloom on the shores of Boracay every summer is indicative of the high nutrient content (i.e. sewerage). This is the same reason she never went back.

For an underwater enthusiast like me, there are much better alternatives to Boracay. However, people flock there to see and be seen. To party. To have sex (in the case of my gay friend K). To be able to say, yeah, we are in Boracay, like it was a badge of honor.

No thank you. I don’t want to swim in sewerage water.

I was tempted by my friend B to stay with her last summer because of the kite surfing part. But naahhhh. I was better off diving in Anilao.

To cap off this day, here’s some reality check:

And all I can say is when you’re 40, you no longer give a crap and you dig an underground lair for yourself and be content like a mole.

Lovely.

Traveling in my head

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There’s a Cebu Pacific seat sale (PHP 88 base fare) going anywhere but for travel in February to May 2023. It’s hard to buy tickets that advanced; you’ll never know what will happen in the next month or so. I mean ever since Covid, it’s hard to plan life very far ahead.

I want to go to Siargao and Bohol again. Then if I have enough time, I will go to Palawan.

It’s hard to shoehorn holidays like that because I may have to travel to Singapore in August and November. I’m scheduled to leave next month as well.

May have to go to Bangkok in between.

But right now all I want is to be near the sea. I sleep well when I hear the waves crashing against the shore or rocks. It’s some kind of lullaby. For others, the sea may be terrifying but it has only been kind to me. It has always been a comfort to me.

Bantyan island, Cebu. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I have shared my love for the sea with my children. I’ve also shared it with him.

Someday, I will share it with somebody who will equally love it the way I do. My kids know that when I die, they will cremate me and scatter my ashes into the sea. We’ve often spoken about that.

But right now, I will just let the sea heal me.

Toasted

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I’m freaking toasted and my body hurts.

Kayaking for two hours. Photo by ArtCave.

I took several passengers with me while I paddled for two hours around the cove. My sister, who took the picture using the best of her Samsung’s zooming power, was praying that we don’t drift into the open sea. She thought we weren’t in control of the kayak but it’s just my mom and I were more adventurous than she thought.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

First I took Twin A with me but she got tired and then we went back to shore after one lap around the cove. Then it was Twin I’s turn, who was more interested in the jetski-pulled water-something ride. Of course she can’t ride that because there is a height/age requirement. She was put out and didn’t want to kayak that far.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

When it was my mom’s turn, she wanted to go farther. If only we could go near the cliffs, we would but we were warned that the rocks there are sharp and our kayak may get sliced.

So for two hours we just did laps around the cove and burned ourselves to a crisp.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I wasn’t able to bring the diving gear from the car, which was parked at the country club, which was a bit of a distance. So we decided to cool off at the country club pools. And got burned some more.

Diving forgotten. I slept the rest of the day. 🙄

Anyway, the corals aren’t great based on ocular inspection from above the kayak.

I was so tired that I fell asleep on this:

Comfy. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’m going to get me one like this in our new home. ❤️

But of course this is hardly the best place to sleep if you just got toasted. Went to sleep inside our cold cave of a room in the two-bedroom condo we rented in Pico de Loro. Now, as a consequence, I wasn’t able to wake up in time for cycling around the lagoon.

But then I’m still tired, brown, and aching.

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Hmmmm

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Beach at Hamilo Coast. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Not impressed by the beach and yet the access to this entire resort complex is by membership only, ergo, expensive. 🙄 The beaches in Maricaban are much better than this…Bantayan island is 100x better.

Anyway, we lacked sleep so we didn’t attempt any freediving today plus there are jetskiing dudes around.

What my girls did is they buried their aunt alive to pass the time.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com
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I just watched them from afar. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Somebody needs to watch the bags. Because mommy.

Need to sleep early tonight to adjust my body clock again. Tomorrow I will attempt to walk around the lagoon before kayaking and diving. Not really sure about the quality of diving here though.

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Hello, love

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Nasugbu, Batangas–Ternate, Cavite. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Nasugbu, Batangas–Ternate, Cavite. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’m back to the sea ❤️

My kids enjoying the pool first. Overlooking the lagoon. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’m still recovering from the 3-hr, caffeine-fueled drive along that long mountain pass where monkeys and cows freely roam.

Cows. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Taking my influencer shot.

It’s gonna rain. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Obstruction

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Yesterday morning, my neighbors’ cars were towed by the MMDA traffic patrol for obstruction of sidewalks. My neighbors’ landlady was so angry about the whole commotion, telling the traffic patrol group that they were not illegally parked because that was a designated parking area for her tenants. The problem, however, is that the parking slots were too short so the SUVs parked there ate up the sidewalk. So the video here showed some of my neighbors’ SUVs being towed away.

Whooops! They were towed again today.

Good thing I was parked inside the compound after my car repairs were done.

Meanwhile, the new national security advisor of Marcos Jr wants the US, Europe, and Japan to impose a trade embargo on us with her pronouncements. The witch.

As a lawyer-friend said: “You can’t possibly be neutral if you’re pivoting to one belligerent. The principal right of the neutral nation is that of inviolability; its principal duties are those of abstention and impartiality (the Hague III, Art 2, law on neutrality).”

The problem with these narcissists is that they think we are among the big guys that whatever we do has weight. Nope, we’re just mosquitos and trade embargoes will kill us.

I’ve loaded the food and drinks at the back of the car, the fins and snorkel sets, and the diving buoy. I’m busy packing now but my bossy cat, Kimchi, doesn’t want me to go.

Look at that angry face, Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I thought I could bring the bikes with us since we would be heading straight to my hometown after this. Nope. Our stuff wouldn’t fit.

Which brings me to the point that a sedan wouldn’t really do us any good since we usually go for outdoor stuff. We do a lot of driving and Philippine provincial roads do not play nice with cars with low clearance.

I saw this displayed at SM Marikina earlier this week and I thought it was roomy enough for us.

The two backseat rows fold flat for cargo, which is great because I haul bikes, a piano, and some furniture. More frequently than average people. Since I’m moving back to my hometown, I guess my sister-in-law and my nephew would be tagging along with us more often because my brother is lazy and doesn’t like driving.

But then again, this is the wrong time to be thinking about this. Probably when we have finally settled in our own home and we have emerged from the recession, I will revisit this Toyota Avanza.

I must finish packing.