Destination: Cagayan De Oro to Camiguin Island

Good evening Earthlings!

There is less than a few hours before i get to pack for our trip on the south down under. I actually feel a little tired from the run that i did a while ago. It was pretty disappointing since i was not able to finish it,due to the weakness of my quads. Anyway, as i was saying, i would probably pack up a lot of tanks and shorts for the brief vacation. There will be more of Ms. Sunshine at Camiguin, figuratively and really, there will be a lot of women going there. (I sure do hope so)

As for the meantime, i'll be hitting the sack in a bit so i can get some shuteye.

So long, for now.

Traveling Alien

Hello Earthlings.

This is me blogging again from planet earth. I come in peace. Anyway, it's been a while since i last blogged about my stories and adventures/misadventures. I have come to start anew with a Travel blog. Lately, I've been going to places (literally from north to south of the country) and witnessing different culture from different ways of life. Apparently, there is no way to support my travelling (since i am unemployed, for now) so most of the time i rely on free trips that my parents give me if they needed me to travel to where they are.





Ah, yes. Traversing from north to south of the country offers you a lot of insights on how you can probably recollect yourself through travelling. Not much of a traveler, i actually appreciate small trips that i make whether in the city or mid-distanced rural areas. Time to pack up some stuff because it's going to be a long way, down to the tip of the country, which is Sulu.


This is noikeefm from earth, over and out.

Eating and trying to see if there's any? I don't know.

We have no meaning, our definition comes from us. Looking back at what we've been through, it's us who writes ourselves a novel or two. Comedy or drama, you name it.


 People say it's beautiful, but it's a lie. What makes it even more beautiful, is that everything will start off to become a lie as soon as others made a vision of their own construct.



It is harder, but it is easier. That is the irony of things.

Both sides can't be of same symmetry, thus we shape our own.


It starts getting weirder and weirder, each time people say, "It's fine" or "It's normal".

Well in fact, there is a parallax between what it is, and what it should be. Cameras make the best comparison for this. Try to figure, but we all end up having different guesses.

We don't live to please people, we are here to be ourselves. We're here to find out never ending questions. And then, having our version of answers to such questions.

P.S.

People don't quit lolly gagging, they just find ways to make up for it. I find it nice, though.

Way past time, way past now.

Let the clock wind up, as the days continue to go. 

I see an opening where it all was. Something that written, which is lost out of nowhere.

I still believe, we can be written, well at least for the best. A memory that makes us smile of something that 

has become a part of us. I can never forget, and it will live countless times in my head no matter what i do. 

Every thought is significant, though not to everyone who takes a share of it.

Foolish, yes it will sound as it is. But, a grain of sand will remind me of the grandest scheme of things.

I shall not believe, i shall be just the way i wanna be.

It shall wish us well. I look up to everything that grows. Just as how high it can become.

I cannot imagine. 

Let me recall, i was happy then. Yet, i still choose to be happy now.

Everything, it seems like it was a turn of the card. I suppose it was not. 

We follow what we want to be. That's how it goes.

For every inch of thought that is written, jumbled words and random notes.

I will not keep this to myself, but i still do, think of you.

 

Rainy days

For these past few days, the rain has been pouring hard and it somehow left us something to think upon.

The stranded people at taft knows how cold and hard it is to cross the waters at that time.

We took the liberty of staying to a safer place where we could call home for just a few hours.

It felt like shit crossing to a safer ground, but it was worth the experience. By the time we got ourselves comfy, we ate and talked for hours about things that we can laugh ourselves about. :)

The cheese was awesome, the movie was great. Friends, you were the awesome-st people that night. :-bd

Thanks guys, we had a good one. :)

Post: If ever you get to read this.

I try to believe that everything is clear. I want to, but then no one else should try to speak before i say this.

People screw up for certain reasons. But, this. This. It is not the clearest cut of things. There are a lot of things that people don't know, yet they insist that they do. What happens if every time we go to this, and they (these people) do it again. I guess, go figure.

I want this to be okay. Even though it's all over. And if ever you do read this, try to think of as well. 

We try not to be one-sided at these unresolved problems.

I hope this does us well.

It's raining again.

The moment i woke up this morning, it was pretty hot and i have no clue when would this end. I realized that i was sweating myself so much that i've went outside the house a couple of times just to cool myself from the scorching weather. I've come to listen to this song a while ago when the ipod was playing. It was somehow relevant to what the weather has turned into. From real hot to rainy cold weather, straight jacket feeling by the All-American rejects was the one playing inside my head for that time. Somehow, when we refer to the feeling, it's something that is constricting, which you have to let it all out. I can relate to that, and i cringe whenever that happens.

Oh come on, haha.

I guess we shall carry on.