Wonder Notes

Just imagine how two physically distant but longing souls managed to communicate before without the advantage and efficiency of technology.

Imagine all those missed connections from happy or aching, but distant, souls wanting to say things to one another — immediately, as soon as possible, now — but really having no instant avenue of doing so.

Some films made at least more than a decade ago would have story lines of lovers not being able to meet or profess feelings to one another, simply because there was no way of doing so instantly.

Today however, it happens in certain situations that there are more avenues of communication than there are things you would actually need to say to people. Ironically, there are those times when you already know what to say and who to say it to, and you have every means of making that connection, but you have no guts to actually do it.

Maybe the fact of it being too easy technically is what’s making it difficult to do. A press of a button then a ring of a phone, that’s it. A click of a mouse, that’s it.

Say it.

But no, nothing.

I wonder how am I doing at my other timelines right now. What if I had done the unexpected, pursued a desire, made a difficult choice, waited a little more and…chased that one?

Maybe it is not too late to know. I would kick myself it it were.

Thinking of aspirational images in my mind is getting tiring already. As much as I want to preoccupy myself with real life, real life does not seem to present such lovely, pretty things at the moment. I don’t want to complain, it’s just that… I feel like I woke up in a boat floating in the middle of the sea and I have no idea where North is.

Gelatto!

So it’s back to regular programming tomorrow.

This three day weekend has been really busy but in an extremely good way. I feel like the things that took place Friday night happened such a long time ago because I was preoccupied with so many people and things this weekend. Good busy, definitely.

I am not proud of this, but because of my juvenile drunken mess last Friday night, I attended my three-hour class the following morning with  a hangover. I really felt like passing out any minute during that time. It is definitely a cool story to tell and laugh about. It’s one for the books definitely. But let me just say that trying to survive that class was pure torture. I do not advise anyone to do this. Seriously, don’t do it.

Saturday afternoon was spent re-hydrating and filling myself up with a great amount of food. The food part was made easy by the dinner buffet with my family.  It is always nice to spend the weekend with my family, especially with the adorable baby niece in the picture.

To cap things off during this holiday Monday, I did my part and voted in the national elections and then whisked myself that night to my second Bachelorette Party ever. Such grown-up responsibilities and social functions.

Then tomorrow, we will face the 9 to 6 music.

Two weekends ago, I was finally able to see for myself the very place travel enthusiasts have dubbed to be the top destination in the world for this year. I’ve been living in this country my whole life and have already been to Hong Kong, Bangkok, San Francisco, Texas, and Singapore — but it was only up until two weeks ago that I stepped in the creamy sands and pristine waters of Boracay.

Staring into the mile long white beaches of this place was very similar to looking at a huge postcard of a non-existent, Hollywood-produced paradise. The big difference of course was that I was actually in the picture and Hollywood can only hope to stage something as amazing as this place.

I am glad to be living in a country where this sort of natural wonder is barely just an hour of plane ride away. And although my visit to this place has long been delayed because of whatever reason, I am still happy and proud that I am not a stranger to this sort of sight. The Philippines certainly has a long list of stunning beaches and I am humbled to have had the opportunity to experience the beaches of Panglao, Siquijor, Camiguin, Cebu, Dumaguete, and Pagudpod.

One thing however that ruined this particular trip to paradise for me was discovering how commercialized Boracay has been. I would have loved to see this place without a branch of Starbucks, Sbarro, Dulcinea, Shakey’s and McDonald’s. I mean seriously? Apart from killing local businesses that can take advantage of the influx of tourists, it is just not a great sight to see urban landmarks in a place people dub as “pristine.”

ANYWAY.

As much as I would love to describe this place in words, I believe it is really just best to see it through these photographs.

I have no idea how these two managed to read a book while a mesmerizing view of this lovely white beach was staring at them in the face.

:)