The Blogger Syndrome

Saturday, January 23, 2016 7 Comments A+ a-

I think I've been bitten by a bug. One that injects virus that causes Blogger Syndrome. Okay, I made that up. But I'm pretty sure bloggers do experience this. You know, that instance when a blogger goes on a blogging hiatus for no reason at all. But to cover up for my lack of enthusiasm, no extraordinary bullshit happened that's worth writing and sharing. Hence, the silence.

I wouldn't have actually written anything lately if not for Snape's demise. I think for the longest time, that's the only time I have spent an hour or two over the internet, reading about the news, tweets, tributes, and homages made for him and still convincing myself that it wasn't true.

I haven't actually drowned myself online like I used to because I have been spending most of my time getting back to my active self again or sleeping or eating after work. I left the world of cat videos, social media bickering, infinite selfies, and Be Like Bill posts to experience the real world. Although I still give about half an hour reading posts and researching for our next getaway destination. Teehee. :)

This hiatus isn't new to me. I went from months to nearly a year without a blog post before. And I know that it has not even been a month yet but I can already see where this is heading. It's going down the basement to sit in the dark and gather dust til it pleads to be taken out and written on again. Hehe. Kidding. Well, I have the real world to blame for being far more interesting than the internet.

But really. I'm quite busy and I have a lot of things-to-do lined up ahead (work, travel, campaign, blogger perks, etc). Yes, blogging is a therapy for me, but facing another hour in front of the computer while the day is beautiful outside is the last thing I would want to do.

I guess the real world is doing a pretty good job keeping me away from the pixels and making tales out of it. Blogging will definitely be light and slow but I promise it will not be kept in the dark. Yeah, I might have been bitten by a bug. It's nothing really serious. But before this virus could spread all over my body that I'd lose myself again to making excuses as to why I can't make a blog post and get stuck in a blogging rut, let me give you a quick update of what's happening lately:

1. Everyday I wake up at the sound of my alarm at 4:30 in the morning, turn it off and close my eyes for a "minute" because I like to live dangerously.

2. I think I'm starting to become a Belieber. :|

3. The mountains are calling and I must go.

I hope you guys will still be around because I'll be telling you about the amazing things I will experience and places I get to see when I get back. See you! :)

After All this Time? Always.

Thursday, January 14, 2016 5 Comments A+ a-

For the past weeks, I was robbed of my peace of mind. That's what I get for overthinking and over analyzing things, for worrying about the future and possible worst-case scenarios, and for being too weak to get out of that thinking loop.

And just when I got off the grid, I become deeply saddened hearing that one of my favorite actors was avada kedevrad by cancer. Alan Rickman. Although I still wish that what I've read from CNN was just a hoax. :(

Goodbye Professor Snape, the Half-blood Prince, Head of the Slytherin House, Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Potions Master, member of the Order of the Phoenix, the bravest wizard I've ever known, and that one person I've never expected to learn so much about love from.

“But this is touching, Severus,” said Dumbledore seriously. “Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?”
“For him?” shouted Snape. “Expecto Patronum!”
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe. She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
“After all this time?”
“Always,” said Snape.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

I have loved Snape even before the movies came out. But Alan Rickman amplified what's already beautiful. He's got the voice, the attitude, that swoop, and the style that makes his portrayal to the character flawless. There could have never been a better Professor Snape. And I don't think I'd like to see someone else play such a hated and yet well-loved character. No one can say "Always" better than he does. He is the best and the only Severus Snape there could ever be.

There were already too many celebrity deaths and I've never been this affected. I'm a tough meanie, but this got me teary-eyed. Really. Perhaps, this has stricken me so much because I am a certified Potterhead and I've always been a Slytherin - a proud one.

To the man who can bewitch the mind and ensnare our senses, to the one who was able to bottle fame and brew glory, and even though you weren't able to put a stopper in death, that doesn't make you any less of the awesome you are. Thank you, Alan Rickman for all those years of brilliant entertainment, for teaching us that heroes can hide even in the most unlikely places, and for breathing life into Professor Snape and making him real.

The world has lost a little magic but all the houses are united tonight.

I raise my wand in your honor. You will surely be missed.
Always. Alan Rickman 1946-2016

I Can Has Cheezburger?

Thursday, January 7, 2016 20 Comments A+ a-

At this point, people have already realized that on the internet:

1. Everyone has an opinion.

2. Everybody is smart.

3. Nobody knows you're a dog.

Yes, these are the dark times.

I used to be such a stickler for correct grammar, punctuation, spelling, and all that jazz. But then, 16 years of exposure to the internet since the mIRC days, I have learned to tolerate grammatical errors knowing:

1. The English language is constantly evolving.

2. My grammar can be all over the place. And I've been corrected too many times already. Teeeheee. :D

3. I just don't fucking care anymore.

Perhaps throughout those16 years, more than half of it were spent on the internet alone. If I wasn't busy making my life look good online, I'd catch myself in between arguments with flamers and trolls trying to make a point from something that's already pointless. The internet has become so vast and powerful that it's no surprise how it can actually stir up emotions. No matter how tough I can be, a little snide comment about me from an anonymous sender can sting.

It was only when I got a little older that I learned how to brush off personal attacks. But I have got to admit, there were those times when the urge to retaliate is too strong, all because of one thing: poor grammar and spelling. And it breaks my heart when I had to read two or three times to figure out what the writer (or my attacker for that matter) means because I had to dumb myself down to understand it.

Ang sarap patulan. But seeing that he/she cannot even tell the difference between your and you're, wag na lang. This is why I oftentimes reject an argument. Life is too short to go to a war-zone over razor-sharp comments against someone who thinks highly of himself but cannot even remember a simple high school English lesson. I completely understand a few grammar slip ups or misspelled words, but I will never be cool with constant grammar mistakes combined with an opinion that shames other people. Criiiiinge! Not worth my time.

I know I might be raising an eyebrow right now. And I may seem a little tough to those whose first language isn't English. I want to make it clear that I'm no Grammar Nazi and I have nothing against those who try to communicate properly. But for someone who likes to bomb others with ad hominem attacks, at least, do it properly and I just might give you a good argument. Or just shut the hell up if you can't. It doesn't take a lot to know the difference between "Your shit" and "You're shit." Unless you are the idiot you were referring to when you said, "Your a idiot."

Kung mangaaway ka na nga lang, please lang, umasta nang naaayon sa talino.

This rant just made me hungry. 

Sibadan Fish Cage and Enchanted River Revisited

Sunday, January 3, 2016 10 Comments A+ a-

Enchanted River
(My allergies have subsided a little. The itch become tolerable and now I can blog about the third and last part of our Bucas Grande escapade. Although, this no longer took place in Bucas Grande.)

If you have read my previous posts: Part 1 and Part 2, you would know the sole reason why we had to stop by Surigao del Sur, when we could have just went straight home to Davao City instead.


Sohoton Cove, Socorro Island

Saturday, January 2, 2016 4 Comments A+ a-

After a series of unfortunate hunger games event on our first day, it's about time for real adventure at the bewitching wonders of the Sohoton Cove.
Sohoton Cove, Bucas Grande
But since Sohoton Cove is only accessible during low tide, we went spelunking to the deep wonders of Bucas Grande, the Crystal Cave and Bolitas Cave, to pass time.

Bakasyon Grande sa Bucas Grande

Friday, January 1, 2016 10 Comments A+ a-

Before you proceed, I'd like to say that I am no travel blogger. There is no way I can be as detailed as other Pinoy travel bloggers about my trips. But I try. I really do. The thing is, we never had an itinerary when it comes to our getaways. And this trip is no different. So I really cannot help you if you want to have a well-planned and convenient trip. We always do everything spontaneously and I believe that's what makes things exciting as it leaves a lot of room for adventure and off-beat experiences. But if you want to know about our misadventures and how we dealt with it, read on. You might learn a thing or two. ;)

Our Bucas Grande escapade was just one of our come-what-may trips. We only had a day left before the said trip and we were still not able to decide whether to go chasing waterfalls in Iligan or go island hopping in Bucas Grande. But just when we finally decided to go for the latter, all for one reason: FOOD (seafood to be exact), Bretch injured his ankle - making our chances of pushing this trip slim.

But with a little convincing and lies telling him he would no longer feel the pain when we get there, we went on equipped with only the knowledge on how to get to Hayanggabon Port, Claver, Surigao del Norte. And after that, once we embark the boat, everything is in blank slate - uncertain of what's stored for us. But only one thing I know is certain, this is going to be one hell of an adventure.

It was a sleepless, butt-numbing 14-hour trip from Davao City to Surigao del Norte (Davao-Butuan-Bad-as-Hayanggabon Port). But I really don't mind such long trips knowing that I'm with this guy:
Bucas Grande
We may have quiet moments, but it's never boring with him around.
We rented a boat for 4,500 pesos at Hayanggabon Port to tour us around Bucas Grande. It would have only been 3,500 for a day tour. But since we decided to stay overnight, we added a little fee. It took us about 1.5 hours to get to Bucas Grande from the port and the first thing we did was look for food. It was already 3 o'clock and we haven't had any lunch during the trip. Kasi nga, kakain kami ng maraming seafood dito.