07 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Palawan Tags: Cabu beach, Coron, friends, Lambingan bridge, Palawan, sunset, travel
These are just about the “best” photos I have of Coron from that trip in April 2008. All the rest are just trash. I spent three days in Coron and hopped on to El Nido aboard a boat. My last day in Coron was spent hanging out with locals – friends I had made on my first trip to Coron back in October 2007.
My friend had picked me up at the lodge I was staying at so we can have lunch at another friend’s house in Capayas. We spent the afternoon hanging out at Cabu Beach. We were on scooters and in going to Cabu Beach, my hair had gotten all tangled from the dust. I could not comb it afterwards. Nevertheless, it was a beautiful quiet time by the beach.
Cabu Beach, Coron, Palawan, April 2008
Cabu Beach, Coron, Palawan April 2008
Cabu Beach is not a white-sand beach but it provided a beautiful view of the sea, particularly the route that Super Ferry takes to get to the Coron town port in Busuanga Island.
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06 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Design Tags: design, Lemon Design, typography
Courtesy: LemonDesign
06 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Design Tags: coffee, Creative Caffeine, creativity, design, Smashing Magazine
This post is inspired by Amrei Dizon’s Creative Caffeine here but incidentally, I was just going through a Smashing Magazine‘s post….
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03 Sep 2011
by angkuletin MOMents, Musings Tags: elephanty, MOMents, plastic flowers, silly panty, silly stuff
After a long day of going everywhere with Myx – local high schools, the Pili Municipal Hall, my friend’s house, the airport, the Cam. Sur Water Sports Complex, Ateneo de Naga University and San Miguel Corporation office, the last thing I wanted to do was go back to Wharf, even if I have been missing Tanikala Tribe for a while now. I made it home in time to take Lia out for a little trip outside!
We took a pedicab to we didn’t know where…. until I had this funtastic idea!
“Is that store in the old Benjie cinema still open at this time?” I asked the pedicab driver. He said it closed at eight.
When we got there, the guard was already closing some of the display windows. Apparently, they close at seven thirty, and Lia and I barely made it!
We walked in and Lia and I went silly crazy! Coz we’re silly crazy like that!
By the entrance was a row of colorful plastic flowers! Lia loves flowers. Actually, she only loves them because she loves giving them to me. Flashback to that fight she and her cousin Marielle had over these plastic flowers on a vase at my dad’s house. Lia has made a habit out of taking the flowers out of the vase and giving them to me. She wants to see me holding them with my hands, and preferably near my chest, if not on top of it when I am lying down.
So on this one afternoon when my eldest sister and her daughter were at my dad’s house, Lia took the flowers and gave them to me. Her cousin took the flowers, which were lying on top of my chest, and says, “This is mine!” Lia ran to her and tried to take the flowers back saying, “This is my Mama’s flowers! My Mama’s flowerrrrsssss!” and thus began a screaming, crying match with a tug-of-war for the beloved plastic flowers. I looked at my daughter’s eyes, her face streaming with tears and saw the struggle for “her Mama’s flowers” and I didn’t know whether to laugh or stay mum. Half of me wanted to just take the flowers away from my niece and tell her, “Yes this is MY flowers!” but I’d like to believe I’m the kind of mother that lets my daughter fight her own fights.
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02 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Camarines Norte Tags: Bagasbas beach, family, Leo's Cuisine, Lia, travel
I have been raring to go to Bagasbas Beach in Camarines Norte, about 115 kilometers away from Pili and more or less two hours drive by car, for quite some time that when H came over, fresh from his business trip from Germany, we made it a point to go, with the little one in tow, of course.
The plan was to leave Pili very early so we’ll arrive in Bagasbas early morning for some breakfast, a bit of surfing in the morning, a little nap after lunch and some surfing in the afternoon before going back home to my dad’s house.
Total Gas Station and Ford Dealership. Avenue Square is right across the street.
I have never been a morning person and we needed to get new papers from the Ford dealership because the car’s registration plate has not arrived yet and we needed a jack for my phone and the car’s stereo, and so, we arrived in Bagasbas at two o’clock in the afternoon. We headed straight to Leo’s Cuisine – our favorite place to eat in Bagasbas Boulevard because of the delicious food and the view.
Bagasbas Beach, Camarines Norte
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02 Sep 2011
by angkuletin Family, MOMents Tags: family, Lia, photo booth
I got tired with doing the photo booth shat endlessly so I got up to leave, Lia, on the other hand had become addicted to it and would tell me, “Mama, smore! smore! Yeah, it’s not the marshmallows she’s talking about but go figure. Though I think she is saying “More” but is misled into believing she should say “There’s more!” Like she thinks the right word for “milk” is teem. Anyway, the following series is just too cute.
I love looking at these photos over and over and over again. She does NOT look like me. Bummer. Hahaha. Though that fact I have known since day 1. She would, sometimes, tend to look like me, but well, that’s just a direct result of my putting my face right next to hers every single day and night. 
In your face Lia
Lia with her Papa face and Papa stare
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01 Sep 2011
by angkuletin MOMents Tags: fun, Lia, MOMents, photo booth
On the night that we’re supposed to go back to Manila, Lia and I stayed home and guarded the door. Yes, that was actually what we we’re doing. Some person’s phone in the house kept ringing and some woman kept looking for someone, and this someone kept saying ‘the daughter and her child’ were still home. I decided that for this night, no one is getting past that door.
Lia and I amused each other, dancing to MTV, singing along to Disney Junior shows, and then, I had this brilliant idea of using an application on my mac that I have never used before – the Photo Booth.
These are what Lia and I came up with:
Kissy kissy
Tonguey tongue out
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31 Aug 2011
by angkuletin Music Tags: 19, 21, Adele, journey, music, music video
I will always say that Adele is MY artist. Some artists I like, I like because someone introduced it to me, like Jeff Buckley, Maria Mena to name a couple – artists that I came to appreciate and love because I hung out too much at Nick’s place; BUT Adele, is mine.
It was the music video of Chasing Pavements that caught my attention, that made me look for her album in record stores. It was that beautiful voice that on the first words, always made me think of Macy Gray (an absolute favorite of mine), that in turn evoked memories of my days in college and El Nido, which in turn evoked memories associated with Joss Stone. It always was a cascade of memories, deep-seated and quite uncontrollable.
Asked why I had liked that video, its simple but unique. The stop motion part is something I had looked forward to every time.
More than the video, I had loved the song and the lyrics. It had provided the perfect soundtrack to my nomadic life of the years past.
Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements
Even if it leads nowhere?
Or would it be a waste even if I knew my place
Should I leave it there?
Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements
Even if it leads nowhere?
I build myself up and fly around in circles
Wait then as my heart drops and my back begins to tingle
Finally could this be it?
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29 Aug 2011
by angkuletin Musings Tags: musings, yellow bench
I should be writing. There are so many things to write about and people to write to. Letters, I should be writing letters and these days, I seem to do nothing else but that. Important ones, not like the ones I used to write. Ones that do not matter now, if they ever did.
I should be writing letters, but right now, at 3:51AM, the last thing I want to write are more letters to other people. Perhaps a letter… to myself. Musings, like the ones I used to write.
Two nights, I sat on a bright yellow bench, with my dusky pink sweater wrapped around me, a cup of strong sweet and creamy coffee in a stryfoam cup bought from the sari-sari store nearest to that bright yellow bench that has endeared itself to me, and listened to Taylor Swift’s Fearless on my phone. I never did pay much attention to Taylor Swift, except when her video is on the music channel because she is absolutely pretty with that pouty lips and tiny mouth of hers, and except during that time when Kanye West was an a** to her at some particular awards show, but for some reason, I found it fitting to listen to Taylor Swift as the wind blew my hair around my face and the coldness of the early morning seeped into my jeans. A pair of bootleg jeans, perfect for my cowboy boots that has made itself famous in this particular city I happen to find myself often enough these days and that I have dug out of the bottom of my childhood cabinet – a memoir from my high school days.
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