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The scratches on my hands are healing. It has been a week since I joined a bunch of brave wackos in climbing Mount Apo. I got the scratches for stubbornly refusing to wear gloves during the "assault to the summit." The issued gloves were too big for my hands, and the ones I brought with me was the same pair I wore in Prague. There was no way I would have it caked with mud, and there were evil ferns on the trail. Hence, the scratches. And the color of my hands is now five (or more) times darker than the shade of my arms. ****
Anyhoo, I took a couple of days off after the climb and stayed in Davao until Monday. On Sunday night, I accepted a friendly guy’s offer to walk me around the city. He got us each a can of beer, we headed off to a barbeque place (Banok’s.. which I do not recommend.. Go to Colasa’s instead). We walked around some more and saw a strip bar. I literally dragged him inside. It was my last night in Davao and I was definitely going to do something crazy. That was it. I saw girls, pitiful girls, dancing to Bon Jovi and Bryan Adams. Aside from us, the only ones "watching" were a bunch of girls and a really old guy. It was almost funny, if only it wasn’t too sad.

And I met two new friends just when I was about to leave the city. They gave me a ride to Samal Island, then to the airport. We exchanged numbers and promised to meet up for coffee when they get back to Manila. In fact, I have already arranged dinner with one of them for next week.

I’m not really very friendly but I’m glad other people are. If they weren’t so nice, I would not have any friends at all.  Hahahahahahahaha!

Davao City — I’m here. I’m not really in the mood to blog. But I just have to say I’m here. I want a blog entry with a Davao dateline. I don’t care if it seems vain. After all, blogging is, in a way, a sign of and an outlet for vanity. And I just have to say.. boast.. that I made it to the top of the country’s tallest mountain. I stood 10,311 feet above sea level on June 24 on top of Mount Apo. I made it to three of the summits. Tomorrow, I plan to visit Malagos to see the Philippine eagle, and go back to Samal Island for a quick dip before I head back to Manila. So there. I should go be going back to the city streets. If only the internet station here isn’t so cozy and comfortable.. and if only one of the net guys isn’t so cute

One year in a few hours. And in UpDharmaDown’s words..

Pag-agos
At sa aking pagkubli
hampas ng araw pagdamdam ng gabi
tulog ang iyong mga kamay
di nako makapag antay

isang umaga muling aahon
at sisikat sa mga panahon
na tayong pang dalawa
masayang pagsasama

buong araw ng pag-agos
kailan ang huling unos
di alam kung tatakbo
kusang lalayo sayo

isang umaga muli ng pag-iisa
walang mayakap at makasama
pusong pilit na sinugatan
landas kong karaniwan.

Moving on……..

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I’ve been really lazy in posting these days.. Heck, I’m lazy at anything. Anyways, I heard someone raving about the Bossa ‘N Marley CD some weeks back and I got myself a pirated copy at my favorite DVD haven. Played it on my way home and wished I had better sense than to take out my UDD CD. Not that it’s so awful. The music was good, love the beat, but man! the voices.. Ugh!! I mean, sure they’re doing Marley songs.. but they sounded more like they’re doing Marley, if you know what I mean.

Anyways, again, I was just recovering from that awful auditory torture when I switched on the TV and saw the music vid of Love Me for a Reason - something which probably came out late in the 1990s cz that’s when I received a Boyzone CD from someone (yiheeee.. ). It was the first time I saw the video and I thought it’s some new gay group doing the song.. then I realized it’s them. IT’S THEM! They’re gay! WAHAHAHAHHHHAHHAHAAHHAH! No offense to my gay friends. I love you all! but Boyzone.. hahaha.. just hilarious!