i'm so gonna be here and do the same as soon as i get to dumaguete! darn,i miss that route! silliman beach-runway-sibulan! tripping kaau ka dah! i pray that you did enjoy your birthday, neen!
Great shots of a place I've never been- quite lonely,and don'tthink it is the right background for your beauty.of course, I'm only viewing the photos thru my blackberry.nevertheless,wherever you are,you lend your grace and charm to the place.
thank you thank you thank you for all the greetings! don't worry, this album is my way of sharing my birthday with you, so you didn't miss it, even if you're far away =)
not perpetual =) last time i was there, had to walk behind the houses because the water had reached the trees and the posts. best time i've discovered---afternoons before the full moon =) was blessed to have encountered it for the first time when the beach was wonderfully, amazingly wide.
8 and 9 June 2007. When editor Kristin Llerin asked me to write about Boljoon for the Cebu Yearbook, I asked, "Why ME?". I'd just written an article on it a few months before for the Lifestyle page (supposedly, it was what inspired the Yearbook editors to feature Boljoon in the yearbook), and I felt I had written all I had in me to write about Boljoon, after years of yearning for it. I'd explored all I wanted to. It was a closed book, as far as I was concerned. "Because you like to travel!" she said. Fine. It was MY Boljoon, after all, so I thought it might as well be me. When I got there on a Friday morning (the first weekend of the schoolyear, and I was already on another "vacation" :P) to interview some government officials, I discovered that there was an archeological dig going on in front of its historic church, and that there were actually still a couple of places I hadn't been to...which some of the locals hadn't even heard of, eit...
21 to 23 November 2008. After a horrendous week of coursework deadlines (gave a presentation on the 19th itself, stayed at the library till 5 a.m. that night to finish my chemistry paper due at noon the next day, woke up early on the 20th to proofread my paper, reprint and submit, then practice for another presentation at 1 pm), I finally got to properly celebrate the last year of my 20's on a tour of different villages along the English Jurassic coast (a UNESCO World Heritage site) in the county of Dorset. This year, though, I had the improbable (and ironic) surprise of actually having a classmate who's exactly my age. We found out we had the same birthday because we were groupmates for that presentation we had on our birthday :P So what's the probability of celebrating your birthday with someone exactly your age? Very small, I'm sure, and probably never again, so this was a rare gift. Because we both had all our November deadlines over last Thursday, we decided to do...
lost and found by Jeneen R. Garcia to be published (or maybe not) on 26 April 2008 I don’t have a mole on either foot to prove it, but I’ve been called gypsy, nomad, and other tribes of similar occupation too often to deny it. Instead of a caravan, I have my backpack with essential clothing, toiletries, and electronic gadgets to keep me covered wherever night may catch me. If I’m moving house, I tow along my suitcase of books and diving gear as well. I’m in the middle of yet another move to another city. In the last two years, I’ve lived no longer than five consecutive months in any single place--something I didn’t realize until THIS transit. I’ve shipped my stuff from one city to another so many times that packing up has become second nature; my suitcase is always on standby for quick departures. Relocating? It’s easy: post an ad in Friendster and other social networking sites saying you’re looking for a place to live in whatever city you’re headed ...
i'm so gonna be here and do the same as soon as i get to dumaguete!
ReplyDeletedarn,i miss that route! silliman beach-runway-sibulan!
tripping kaau ka dah!
i pray that you did enjoy your birthday, neen!
I miss my hometown. Did I ever tell you that I'm from Bantayan Island?
ReplyDeletehappy birthday, jeneen.
ReplyDeletei envy you. you're living the life you want.. =)
jen, aha na imo cat?
ReplyDeletehappy birthday!!! =p
wow. if you'd left the sea and the coconout out of it, i'd have believed you walked all the way to the sahara. lovely!
ReplyDeleteHUGS,
jemi
p.s. whose dog is that???
Great shots of a place I've never been- quite lonely,and don'tthink it is the right background for your beauty.of course, I'm only viewing the photos thru my blackberry.nevertheless,wherever you are,you lend your grace and charm to the place.
ReplyDeletei missed your birthday :-( but happy belated anyway. i'm actually here for the leftover cake. hope you fun jolly time!
ReplyDeletethank you thank you thank you for all the greetings! don't worry, this album is my way of sharing my birthday with you, so you didn't miss it, even if you're far away =)
ReplyDeleteyes, maybe that's why i have an attraction to the desert, too, dry place that it is =) it's a symbol of the possibilities, of what is not seen.
ReplyDeletethe dog belongs to one of the people io bumped into. the main reason i hung around long enough to be invited to skim =) cutie no? name is Gir.
but travelers will always be lonely, ma =) it's a solitary occupation.
ReplyDeleteas always, sipsip ka talaga hehehe. thanks. mwah mwah mwah!
yup =) whatever happened to your case?
ReplyDeleteahh agan-an, the perpetual low-tide beach hehehehe
ReplyDeletenot perpetual =) last time i was there, had to walk behind the houses because the water had reached the trees and the posts. best time i've discovered---afternoons before the full moon =) was blessed to have encountered it for the first time when the beach was wonderfully, amazingly wide.
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