Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Moriones Festival In Boac....



















Monday, June 29, 2009

summer outing....












Hometown....










Wednesday, January 21, 2009

taking chances

why is it that when we love we knew we gave it our all but still in the end we still stumble and encounter too much pain? i got to the point where i cant barely understand how i really feel. i cant put to words how much pain i felt and all i can do is cry. but how long can i cry? how much tears do i have to shed to take this pain away....or will the pain and hurt ever be gone? will i ever forget the happy memories that makes me smile but at the same time makes me sad when it entered my mind..... will i ever have the strength to let go and move on? maybe i have the strength but right now i cant find that strength within me. my will to let go and move on is still covered by too much hurt maybe thats why i cant find it within me. why is love so complicated? is it really the love that is complicated or are we the one who makes it complicated? we took some chances in our lives eventhough we are not sure what will be the outcome.....maybe taking risk and taking chances makes the journey in life more meaningful. we are just human we took the risk hoping that it will last forever but as the song says SOME GOOD THINGS NEVER LAST.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

with my friends.....
















last december naming pics 2.....xmas party....
wala namang ginawa dun, after kumain picturan cla....haizzzzzz.......pero masaya kc minsan lang naman 2....hayyyyyy.....
after party,gala kami nila dhaye with mady, juday....ang kukulit....naglaro sa tom's world taz kumain....
Nakakapagod talaga....haizzzz....imagine 9pm na kami umuwi ng bahay.....
Hapi dn ako kc bonding kmi ni girl....
Girl, tnx 4 da friendship.......di na kta tatawaging BOI kc ayaw mu...hehehehehe.......
Welcome ka lagi sa bahay ko girl,khit everyday ka dun matulog....hahahaha.......Hope wag ka magbgo and tnx 4 always trusting me....sa mga secrets natin....sa mga advice mu....You're like a sister 2 me....."mother of pink" sbi sa Bratzzz......hehehehe....

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Hurt?????

" Have you ever searched for words to get in their heart….but you dont know what to say… and you dont know where to start…."

" Have you finally found the ONE….you’ve given your heart to… only to find that ONE….wont give their heart to you….."

" The worst feeling in the world is loving someone, when they dont love you back….Your heart aches everytime you see him, knowing that no matter how deep you look into their eyes, trying to reach their heart, you never will…."

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Banaue Rice Terraces, Philippines







Banaue Rice Terraces (Tagalog- Hagdan Hagdang Palayan) is known to be the "Eighth wonder of the world" and a UNESCO Heritage Site. These terraces were craved into the moutains of Ifugaos by ancestors of Batad indigenous people.

We Filipinos are exteremely proud of these terraces because it showcase Filipino ingenuity and hardwork. These terraces were built largely by hand and minimal equipment.

TRAVEL TIME : Banaue Rice Terraces is located up north of Luzon.
From Sagada, 2-3 hours depending on the road condition

located up north of Luzon. From Manila, it's around 9 hours drive to reach this beautiful place.
Sometimes called the "Eighth Wonder of the World", the Banaue Rice Terraces begin at the base of the mountain range and extend several thousand feet upwards. Two of the terrace clusters in Banaue, namely

Bangaan and Batad, are part of the
Unesco World Heritage inscription. It is said that their length, if put end to end, would encircle half of the globe. Built 2,000 years ago, the rice terraces manifest the engineering skill and ingenuity of the sturdy Ifugaos. They are irrigated by means of mountain streams and springs that have been tapped and channeled into canals that run downhill through the rice terraces.

The rice terraces once stretched northeast to Cagayan and as far south as Quezon. However they are now slowly being abandoned and showing signs of deterioration. A severe 1990 earthquake damaged some of the terraces' irrigation systems, while El Niño triggered droughts that led giant earthworms to erode the terraces' soil. Furthermore, the rice variety most suited to the area's cool climate is not a high-yielding crop; because it takes so long to mature, some Ifugao families have abandoned their land in the rice terraces in favor of land that reaps faster rewards.

An Ifugao Terraces Commission was created in 1994 but has since been superseded by the Banaue Rice Terraces task force, which was closed in 2002.

The camera is a tourist’s best friend. The camera could be the one built within the mobile phone, or it could be any portable camera with either automatic or manual mechanism. What is important is that this wonderful tool can capture moments of the great time you had during your Philippine travel. With this clearly in mind, we explored the famous Banaue Rice Terraces. It is located in a place aptly called Cordillera Mountain Province. The road to it is winding and exhausting. Plunging cliffs are constant views from the bus window. And sitting on a bus seat for hours on end is not the most comfortable experience.

When we finally arrived at the place, we were refreshed by the cold crisp air. The place is mountainous. But the natives, called Ifugaos, found a way to plant crops for their own survival. They carved the sides of the mountains and constructed stairway-like rice fields. Any engineer would be impressed by the ingenuity of the early settlers when they constructed the Banaue rice terraces. In fact, this tourist attraction is considered by many scholars to be the eighth wonder of the world.

In such a historical and marvelous site, the perfect souvenir would be … a photograph with the natives! We spotted some natives working on the terraces, but they are too far, even with the camera’s zoom feature. Luckily, many of them are sitting just outside their huts and watching tourists wandering around and taking pictures of the green Banaue rice terrace valley below. These natives who are lounging around were old men and women. Their faces are marked with lines that only harsh weather conditions can draw. But they were wearing colorful native clothes. Head dresses are made of dyed feathers. Sleeveless blouses that look like vests are embroidered and adorned with beads of all sizes. And g-strings are decorated with attractive colored patterns of squares and lines.