I DID NOT SURVIVE THE WAVES OF INSECURITY IN PUERTO GALERA.

But I had fun.  And I mean FUN.

I was with princess, sheena, and brian.  Really ever-ready and light-to-be-with people!  You guys just wait for the pics, I, of course, prioritized mine. hahaHA!

The experience was what I was hoping it would be.  A break from stress.  A genuine break from stress.  Now, the thought of failing Taxation does not even bother me anymore.  Eh tanggap ko naman na, so?  Salamat sa Mindoro Sling.

Just some of what happened.

1)  In Galera, we got to walk barefooted most of the time.  For 3 days.  Result?  I never saw my feet this beautiful.  They are so Spa Pink. haha ang vain.

2)  Inaasar namin si mother nature and si Poseidon sabay binabato namin ng pebbles ang gitna ng dagat.  Para lumakas yung alon at ihampas kami sa shore.

3)  Natakot kami ni princess sa may dulong part ng beach kasi walang tao, may malaking bundok, gabi na at black na yung tubig, sobrang lakas ng alon.  The feeling was not like Sadako or Chaka Doll was there but it was as if we would experience the wrath of nature.

4)  Tinabunan ako ni princess ng sand. buong katawan. Nagdesign pa siya ng rocks sa ibabaw.  Tapos biglang low batt na ung camera phone.

5)  After some time, I tried to open my cellphone again.  No luck.  Then again.  No luck.  Then again.  No luck.  Then again.  Tapos biglang tumatawag na si Janice!  Nakasingit siya!  And miracurously, hindi namatay ang phone sa duration ng conversation.  She was crying.

5)  We had bottles of beer and Mindoro Sling with Sheena's friends.  Sobrang ok sila.  Then we danced.

6)  Humiga ako sa sand.  Lasing.  For visual appreciation, there were the stars and the moon.  Tapos to be heard was the splashing of the waves to the shore.

7)  I puked in the sand.  Hahaha

8)  The experience of walking in the sand with a glass of Grenadined Gin Tonic in hand was priceless.

Masaya, masaya talaga.  Low budgeted lang kami pero nag-enjoy kami.  At naubos pera namin.  At least we can add this up to our list of experiences.  We need to collect them, experiences.  Eto yun eh, yung sense of living. 

Sana makabalik kami.

I fell in love with this picture.

gettyimages.com rocks.

So where is my volleyball player?  Where is she?  Now this is my bulleted idea of a dream girlfriend/relationship.

*  I am a boyfriend of a volleyball enthusiast.

*  She would tie her long, jet-black hair to prevent it from constantly falling off and blocking her view as she steps back into the court,  just before the net, as a game resumes.

*  She would nervously search the watching crowd, in my direction, finally meeting my eyes, and would give me an i-am-getting-nervous,-say-something smile.  I would smile back, but not an assuring smile.  Rather, I would make a wide, childish grin to remind her that that game was what we have been both practicing before, that I know how she feels for I am a player too, and that she would make it.

*  She would score for her team many times and the crowd would chant her name as I sat there, heart beating on a no-joke pace because I was coming to a sweet realization that I really love her.  And the knowledge that she loves me too.

*  Her team would win and I would run to her, carrying our things, and hug her really really tight, duplicating my previous grin, but almost saying, "I told you so."

*  She would then hold my hand and would show me around and introduce me to the team coach.  The coach would say, with a knowing smirk, "That explains why you played really tough tonight."

*  We would then have dinner with the whole team and her teammates would do nothing but tease her to me when I would go out to smoke.

*  After dinner, we would have time to be alone, over coffee, and plan to join a beach volleyball tournament.  Our team would include the two of us exclusively.  And in that chance to be alone, she would narrate again what happened during the game, and I would do nothing but smile and smile and smile.

*  Then I would deliver her home so that she could give herself some rest.

*  I would be very happy on my own way home.

Shit.

Can you find her for me?

Sige, mangangarap na lang ako.  Masaya.