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IM BACK!!

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caution: only read this entry if you hav at least 2 hours of free time to read this entry haha... im serious tho... deep breaths nd try not to squint. i missed all you guys =]

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PHILIPPINES TRIP - DEC. 17th 2004 - DEC. 30th 2004

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its good to be home... actually very good to be home. it seems lots hav changed here while back in the philippines, life moves so slow... and everyday was just another day to sit there and do nothing but watch the tri-cees drive by the one main road they hav there in the province. and the smell is the same everywhere, jus how i remembered it a year ago. i luckily kept a small journal to remind myself i actually did do shit during this trip, and constantly remind myself how much i missed home. i missed my room, my friends, my brother, my dad, my wifey, my clothes that i didnt give up, my girly car, the hot showers, my own towels, fast food restaurants, school (believe it or not), white people, being the minority, singing at class, sitting next to my girlfriend at lunch, talkin wit my friends at lunch makin fun of every1, my boring teachers, wearing nice ass kicks again, typing on this damn computer, knowing theres always shit to do, driving to the wifeys house to say hello, talkin with her on the phone late at night, watching music videos on tv WITHOUT the lyrics, dancing wit ppl who can dance, making FG music, being american.... geez i missed this place....

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heres my journal that i took on scraps of paper because i couldnt find any real paper there, i hope this keeps you busy

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DAY 1-2

i didnt start packin until about 12 am at nite... and my gf can vouch for that because i wasnt sure whether to bring this shirt or these pants or maybe those shorts because i wanted to bring them back home. so i packed all these clothes praying that my cousins wont ask for these clothes... if its in my bag your asses arent touching these... i freakin packed 2 balikbayan boxes for you bitches and hoes haha... be greatful, no one cares if it says russel or armani there. *sigh*... after saying my final goodnight and goodbye to my love i tried to stay up as much as i could so that i could sleep on the plane... i had a 20 hour flight at 9 am, so i needed to kill some time = / .... we took Japan Airlines as we pulled up into JFK airport in a quote quote "limo" end quote quote. i went to the phils with my mom, my cousin IJ and his mom, my kuya don nd his mom, and my manang jackie nd tita beng. they sed they'd set a limo to come pick us up and drive us to the airport, but the so called limo was just a big ass van that looked like it was just a bug exterminator van full of suitcase, boxes, and filipinos. i sat in the back, and man... i hate sitting in the back, i always get car sick and shit. so i slept that off and in no time we got to the airport. as we waited online to get out check ins approved we cut this whole line of japanese kids that was like 60 ppl long. i assumed these were college kids that stayed in america for a bit and returned to japan the same day we were going to the phils (and yes, our first stop was narita, japan). all these kids are exactly like u see them on tv, long hair dyed to like anime red or blonde and that all had messed up teeth and the grls had those hello kitty-type colors for their luggage. they also seemed very queer and homosexual as i observed two young japanese men rubbing each others chest... yeh... def gay... im sure their ancestors of samuri warriors of honor and disipline wanted their furutre generations to end up like homosexual art kids who play with high tech mp3s nd cell phones and hav the rest of the world seem them... tsk tsk... so anyways we finally boarded the plane and i knew i was going to expected a LONG ass trip. so for about the first 2 hrs i slept b4 being interuppted by the stewardess (sp?) to hav lunch. did i mention the food is terrible? it made me even more hungry, what the hell do they make them from? then i couldnt fall asleep because it was so damn uncomfortable in these economy class seats. so i watched a couple of movies 4 times each, collateral, the notebook, and dinosaur. can i mention i liked the notebook but i felt the storyline was a bit rushed, nd rather read the book hoping to learn more of this nice love story. JAL (the airline) had these nifty controller/remote things that we also played games on. i played connect four and tetris for about a good 2 hrs b4 realizing i couldnt beat the third level of connect four.... thus ending in a forced act of making myself go to sleep, hoping we're freakin get there already. to my luck we woke up and we were still a little past alaska with about 10 hrs to go... YAY.... i thing we can assume i did everything all of the above about 4 times b4 getting to the philippines...

so yeh we arrive at the philippines!! YES!... after gettin off the plane i could feel that same gust of hot humid air on my face i remembered from last year. nd i thought to myself "damn im here again...". after gettin our luggage nd puttin my wallet to my front pocket we went outside to meet with out cousins. by the time we were loading our suitcases in the back of the van i was sweating... sweating outside in december... oh yeh... im in the philippines, shit. but anyways, one reeli interesting thing is that my kuya don finally met his dad who was waiting for him where my cousins were also waiting. my kuya lives wit jus his mom all his life, along with my lola, so meeting his dad was kinda like wow... so ij and i accompanied my kuya wit his dad, nd he drove us to the hotel, Tropicana, no not the big ass hotel like in atlantic city but a hotel that was like the tropicana orange juice box itself compared to the AC hotel chain. luckily since kuya don was here we were able to get our own rooms, kids and the rest of the dunuan ladies. so with that we took advantage of this opportunity and had ourselves a toast.. or toasts... to surviving the philippines trip nd celebrating our time here. so we played hold em wit peanuts, san miguel, nd our friend jack daniels the whole night.by 3am we were piss drunk like a mother. can i say i threw the hell up in the bathroom b4 taking a walk around the cityplace... very dangerous... but we were having the munchies and wanted some damn cornbeef. before we left we had to clean up these damn peanuts on the floor nd the table. so my boy IJ, piss drunk as he is couldnt find the broom so took off his shorts nd started crawling on the floor sweeping up the shells screamin out "GODDAMNIT WHERES MY WALIS!! WALIS MO WALIS!!!"... geez i was already wasted, nd hungry. so we walked, or tried to walk out of the hotel nd look for a restauant for food. luckily theres always stores open in manila nd found ourselves a nice place to get cornbeef. i was so wasted i couldnt even see straight nd jus waited as ij nd kuya don ordered the shit. i was next to this bum knocked out next to me wit his rice untouched nd newspaper opened. as we walked back home kuya threw up on the street and we strumbled our way back to the room 509. by the way cornbeef for 3 ppl was only $4. nd it was alot! haha by the time we got in the room i didnt feel like eating nd jus passed out on my bed.

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DAY 3

can u say headache? geez... in the mornin (friday? i think) ij nd kuya don found their clothes nd shoes wet, nd wondered why it was wet. was there a loose water pipe round their shit? oh DAMNIT, its piss!! WTF.... luckily my suitcase was not near the crimescene but we couldnt remeber who the mysterious pee-er was, but it was whatever, jus let it dry nd laundry it wen we reach the province, but we'll prolly lose those clothes anyways, "hoy kah-sin... is dat shart a new?... kan eye hab dat? so dat ah... eye kan hab eet tu ah... re mebar yu weed eet?"... inevnitable. SO... we all moved in one room because the ladies were out shopping and we jus wanted to stay nd chill in the aircon-ed room. so we ate brunch; filipno pizza nd mcdonalds. i thought it was the mcd's from home but it was McDo sandwiches... weird... it had this orange sauce but it still tasted edible, being that i was so hungry. it also came with rice nd chicken... a given here in the philippines. but yeh we were still tired, it was like 8 am nd i remember sleeping 6am last nite? or this mornin? whatever... we took a nap while waiting for our moms. i woke up nd went out of the room realizing it was dark... oh shit... some nap... more like a 10 hr nap hahaha. at least we had AC... TRUUUUU... but walkin out the door i felt that hot fuckin gust of wind again.. so u bet i stayed indoors haha. but we had a drink again that night, nd our boy jack was there to chill wit us once again. our cousins from the province met up wit us at the hotel, je je, kuya benji (bitz), nd toti (toe-tea) nd we drank that night. let me tell u, IJ is a BEAST... def underraed wen takin straight shots. but his ass got piss drunk after the 5th shot within 4 mins nd got knocked out on the bed shortly after my kuyas took a smoke. this wus at 12am, nd we realized we had to leave the hotel at 2am in order to get to the province without traffic by lunch time. shit. kuya don nd i stayed awake but IJ was knocked out. so wen we woke his ass up to get to the car he was drunk like a motherfucker. his mom, who forbids him to touch anything with alcohol, finally saw him messed up nd started yelling the shit outta him. "taran-tado IJ, u are DISGUSTING! putang inang shet IJ, get up! carry my bags!" hahahaha u bet ur asses kuya nd i, as well as every2 else was laughin haha. IJ just wouldnt shut the hell up, becuz he doesnt stop talkin wen hes drunk, nd we jus kept sayin he wasnt drunk nd hes "straight fuckin, chill out ma"  hahahaha. so we started to hed out to ifugao nd wondered if we could stop by the strip club pe-GAH-sus? haha, but we had to pass that offer nd head to see our main objective nd mission: our mamang.

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DAY 4

we were so fuckin packed in two suvs, because our luggage nd boxes took up the space. so ij don nd i stayed in one suv nd the ladies in the other. IJ was still piss ass drunk nd still feelin buzzed kuya nd i. we were about to venture off in bumpy ass roads nd the smell of gas. not good mix. esp if u add the gas from the ass a.k.a farts with it. i laid some bombs in the car nd it was def rancid, nd somethin DEF died in there. it was so bad that IJ had to throw up. hahaha. liquor and farts dont mix at all. but besides the farts we looked out the window most of the time. there was some beautiful scenery as we got closer towards the mountain areas. def a pic in my mind i missed from last year. people were on the side of the roads gettin there sit on. they were squatting FLAT footed nd they made it look so easy, but it freakin painful as we tried to get out sit on for 5 mins at a rest stop... ouch hahaha. there were alot of tricycles nd markets that had big posters advertising cell fone reloads for texts. "30 texts for 30p lang!!" haha... there was also something that we noticed nd that the only buildings that looked realtively livible were the churches. we saw many "iglesia ni cristo" with people at mass 43o in the mornin for the xmas season. it was a damn shame to know the church is so rich nd the community wasnt at all. pissed it off a bit, but whatever. we also wondered where are the damn philippine women? it was like a sausage fest everywhere, no women even on the street, maybe that came out in the day hours where they wouldnt get raped or something. but yeh, we stopped by jollibees to get some cornbeef value meals haha.. for less than a dollar! YES! but thats besides the point, it took about $12 to feed us 10 people. it wus insane, but undestandable. more people need to eat cornbeef, dont sleep on cornbeef man, cornbeef is the shit. we left nd headed for the home stretch. it wus a 10 hr drive to the province, ifugao nd the town was called Lagawe. thru the high nd winding roads there were people getting their sit on in their so called houses along the road. wen u see shit like that, if makes u wish u could so something for everyone, but wonder why they got like that? i guess they dont hav opportunities like we do here. finally we got to the town nd as we pulled up to the 'house' memories of last years trip came back to me nd everythin seemed firmiliar once again. nothing in the town changed and it felt as if i jus left for a day and came back with nothing changing. no new buildings, or cars. jus the same way of life the people go thru everyday. we arrived first before out parents, which was good so we could get a glimpse of lola b4 that would come in nd cause a scene. but when we walked in we came into mamangs room nd saw her lying there on her side, her back towards us. i remember comin up to her, sittin next to her body nd feelin her legs. there was no meat in her legs nd i could actually feel her femer (sp?) bone becuz all she was... was a skeleton. she lost so much weight on her face... and kuya don was in shock to know that what he was looking at was his lola because the picture of her he had on his mind didnt match what he saw now. it so pitiful, because she looked like a living skeleton. she had stopped eating in sept nd only lived on water nd maybe mashed bananas nd rice if she could swallow that day. she couldnt see, barely hear, nd moved slowly but rarely. don reassured her by tellin her he had arrived and that she had nothing to worry bout anymore. he thanked her for stayin alive while waiting for him to finish college and come visit her again. but b4 we could all get our turn to say hello our moms came in crying shocked seeing her so skinny nd dying. IJ's mom flipped a shit sayin "this could not be! mamang cannot be dying! AHHH! GODDAMNIT!" so it was pretti saddening. but the thing that pissed me off was that within 10 mins they were like "okay ma we're here, you can go now..." nd they called a priest to give her her last rights and prayed the rosary for her. i thought it was pretty stupid because they were so ignorant, thinkin that mamangs american daughters were the last thing she need to hear nd that lola would die that moment they came because they were just SO important. shut the hell up mom. mamang will die when she wants to, dont decide it for her. kuya nd i felt so frustrated with them, we just left. it was stupid, shes not gonna die now they you guys came, leave her alone, u probably made her come back to life becuz of ur yelling and stupid antics. she was ready but then was interuppted by u guys... so we left nd got settled in my kuya cleto's house. later that night we drank again with our cousins and friend san miguel light. we took a visit to where my cousin IJ grew up, because hes 15 now but lived in lagawe til he was 4. we saw his small house nd store his family owned. he pointed out where he fell off his roof nd everyone thought he died hahaha. what else was cool was that he had his own jeepney with the names of him nd his brother, macky. it was great remembering everything again. we had a crazy night singin kareoke nd jus straight chillin. but we didnt get piss drunk but were knocked out. so we went to sleep. The pace of life was so slow here, nd i felt that we, kuya, IJ nd i were the only entertainment they had, which was once a year haha... nd life was boring there. i left myself with a thought, what did these people life for if they just stay there their whole lives? only the select few leave for college but anything else it was living in the same town riding up and down the same one road their entire lives... im def blessed that my mom nd kuya don's mom nd IJ's mom had the opportunity to leave that shit hole nd make something of themselves nd become nurses and make mad money nd live in america. after that i stopped being mad at my mom from eariler in the day and forgave her nd thanked her in my mind. at this point i couldnt wait to leave this place already.

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DAY 5

we still had jet lag by this point nd we couldnt sleep. wakin up pissed me off because it felt like i jus blinked for a second, the beds we slept on were like stones nd i shared the bed with kuya don (there was a bunk bed in the room nd IJ had the top of the bed; we felt that if there was ne1 heavier we'd be comin home two short haha). so we ended up wakin our asses up around 2 am. i remember becuz i had to piss, nd b4 using the fuckin tabo to flush the toilet i saw about 2:13am... i wus like damnn.... but wen i got bak to the room every1 was awake so we jus started talkin bout shit. kuya was talkin bout how mamang uses this one word to describe nouns, verbs, adverbs, and basically every part of speech to make it understandable... kwan. i believe its a word in the illocano dialect (sp?) nd she used to say it wen she doesnt know the word for what shes talkin about. kuya was talkin bout the time where one time mamang was playin her famous solitare in front of the tv while watching her favorite teams the yanks nd mets nd called don, using a mix of 3 languages tag, english, nd illocano, "donnnn, donn!! da'ad na cuan? kunin mo yun cuan for me ha?" nd don was like "whats the kwan mamang?"... "putang ina da cuan!! next to dee uh... uh... ni CUAN! tangah... kunin mo yan cuan so i can cuan dis cuan..." nd we were all on the floor. IJ ended up tellin us stories of his mama bets of her using cuan. oh yeh, IJ is the GREAT grandson of mamang while don nd i were grandchildren. but yeh neways, we made fun of all our cousins nd used that word kwan the whole trip... like if we tripped we'd be like "goddamnit! mai packin kwan is now a hur-ting bee-kaus op diss tang ina kwan, get me kwan so i kan pix dis kwan, ay pu-ye-ta!" haha... man it was crazy. but then we'd hear the door tryin to be opened nd we'd act like8 yr old kids nd jumped bak into sleepin position. we def didnt wanna get up nd do something becuz even tho we were awake, it was still 3am nd no one was doing anythin at this hour.... OUR MISTAKE. my mom comes in with her piercing voice nd was like "get ready now and eat, so we can go to church at 4".... whaaa? who da fuck goes to church 4 in the damn mornin? who CARES if its xmas season? haha we refused nd tried to boycott the idea, but IJ nd i could veto our moms decision nd thus ended up changin to go to church. after eating like 3 pieces of pan de sal nd tang (truuuuu!) we walked to church... IN THE DARK. yo guys im tellin u this becuz this is the truth, the whole time i was walkin to church i wus like "who da fuck goes to church at 4am? it doesnt make us any more holy or give us a better chance of gettin into Heaven. all it gives us is tiredness nd a def chance of sleepin during the homily." holy shit man, the homily.... the HOMILY... 45 mins long man. it wus insane, nd u best noe that i was sleeping my ass during that whole time. i woke up durin one time nd realized the other 2 helping preists were gettin THEIR sleep on too. nd they would occasionally wake up to the jokes the preist sayin the homily nd try to play it off like they're awake... RIGHTTTTT... but after that mass was thru the sun came out nd i honestly thought it was like 2pm, becuz the mass was so long nd the day jus felt so slow. lookin at my watch i saw that it was only 6am... SIX PUTANG INA A.M. IN THE MORNING... nd the day only started. i think the whole town could see the sigh nd head drop after lookin after my watch. like in an anime, wen shit like that happens u get that tear drop nd fall over nd turn upside down.. >_< whaaaa!!! hahaha but yeh... thats about it bout the day...  by now i def remember what it was like last year. i wasnt even in the province for a week and i wanted to go bak. deja vu man... but this time i missed so much more (bak up on the top the things i missed)... so basically i jus read my book the whole time and i think walked around the house and count how many lizards i saw crawling along the walk.. yes lizards, like lil geiko sponser motherfuckers jus lookin for flies, which there was a plethroa of those lil bitches in the house, to eat. but im jus talkin on and on... nothing happened today, it was pretti boring...

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DAY 6

if christians... in america... were required to attend mass at 4am the week of christmas the new dominating religion in american would be NOT be anythin related to jesus. i mean i honestly dont see the point of wakin up 33o in the tang-ina morning to go to church within that half hour. its like... youre going to sleep to sleep becuz the preist's homily will put u sleep faster than a cd of mountain moods and soothing jazz or some shit.... mang pleaseee... so yes we went to church that morning, waking up to the freakin roosters my kuya's neighbor had. it was better than wakin up to any of me or my cousins' moms.... geez.. "GUYSSSSS.. WAKE UP.... OKAY? GUYSS... HA??? I KNOW YU AR AH-WAKE HA??? OKAY.. WE GO TO CHURCH NAGYON.. SIGI... ALIS NA TAYO... OKAY COME ON WE'RE LEE-BING NOW... HEYYY WAKE UP HA? WE'RE GOIN..." (then slowly crawls out of the bed....) "OK GOOD, EAT NOW AND TABO... TAKE YOUR TIME WE'RE GOING TO CHURCH IN HAP OW-ER...DALI HA? DA LORD CANNOT WEIGHT!".... okay i shouldnt start becuz i could seriously keep going on the way flip moms can speak... but yeh... this time the mass was going to be dedicated to our lola so it was straight, there was no complaining and so we jus went. after the mass we went bak to the house to change into our 'province' clothes so we could blend in the crowd of brown ppl with disgusting teeth and nasty as feet. haha. but we ended up reading for an hour and then sleeping for another 4 hours. this jet lag was hottness becuz it prepared us for anything we had to do in the early morning that we would never do in america but it made us sleep during the day to pass time away so we wouldnt be anymore bored out of our minds.

soon after wakin up we decided to go see mamang. even today our moms were trying to get preists and stuff to give or say her last rights, which give her FULL pardon of her sins and stuff... which was hottness but at the same time stupid, because they thought she was gonna die again that day. in my head i was like quit it.. she'll go wen SHE wants to... fags. but the thing bout the full pardon bs is gay becuz a preist can wipe a persons sins off their soul with jus one prayer. what happened to all the penance (sp?) and confession crap process? u know? i feel that if u sin, then u sin... its already done, u cannot be forgiven for that shit. i mean there is still a chance for people to get into heaven if they are still a good person and continue to do follow good will and judgement becuz its inevitable that humans sin and shit so like... jus be a good person and hav a true, caring, good heart and ur set. God can see that can't he? what if two people were in front of God and He had to choose between these two people... a man who commited two murders, robbed a bank, beat his kids, nd raped a woman but went to confession and got his sins "wiped away" and hav a new "clean soul" or that woman who is a loving girl and gives to charities and takes care of her family but had to get an abortion because she was only 15 but never went to confession.... who would God choose?

anyways, as we came into the house of where my mom grew up we went to see mamang as planned. we stayed as a trio beside lola's side jus kissing her and holding her hand as she still struggles to stay alive. we could tell she was in pain. it was so painful for us to see our mamang like that nd we wished she just stopped being in pain. she had those marks on her forehead, the space between ur eyes, which show that pain is occuring to that person. hospitals are never to let their patients to hav those marks on their foreheads appearing on them because thats y they made morphine (sp?), so that the patients could be at ease even a little more than before. but this was the fuckin philippines... nd there was no morphine. my kuya cleto went to manila JUST to find morphine but these fuckin brown people dont even hav it which pissed our whole family off. she was in pain and we know she wanted to go... so what was she waiting for? my kuya then told for us to leave, so that he can be with mamang alone. he turned off the lights, allowing it to only be a candle light room and he jus laid with my lola. it was a site to see. i was amazed to see my kuya don so vurnerable nd loving to someone. he would lay the same way as my lola and hold her as they would sleep together. nd he would constantly kiss her forehead and hold her hands. i know mamang meant so much to him, being that she took care of him since he was a kid up until around 15. mamang was basically his own mother, taking all her habits nd taking in all her love she gav to him as a young boy. and so after a good 20 mins we had to come in nd turn the lights back on, for my mom called one of mamangs' right hand man as they were younger in to help her try and 'leave' so she wouldnt hav to hurt anymore. and as he was holding her as he sat behind her on the bed and picked up her dying body and told her it was okay, because all her kids were okay with her leaving and that it was painful for everyone to see her like the way she was. as mamangs friend tried to ease her pain, kuya could understand the native dialect better than i could and was laying there cryin his eyes out man... it was def a first, seein my kuya don, the marine, cry man. it was insane. mamang was his everythin.

it took a bit for us to regain back our composure, but then we ate early dinner and ate some pansit and smoked fish... which was the hott shit. it tasted so fresh nd good. pansit man. hottness. so after an enjoyable meal don stayed nd smoked i guess wit our older cousins while ij and i went to his old house next door. it was there where i found an old friend, that i used to palyed with for endless hours of the day... super nintendo.... YIP YIP! haha... but yeh we tore up some battletoads and double dragon, killer instinct, and nba jam TE... tell me all you guys didnt play at least ONE of these games if u were hardcore snes fans... truuuuuu!!!!...but yehhh that shit was freakin fire... so we had to do something else that was at least equal in fun to that. so ij nd i agreed upon hittin up the market outside... TRUUU HU HUUUUU!!! so yeh u know we bought some hott (and fake) shit. i got myself a nice ass, believe it or not, addidas sports bag and hott ass chinelas (holla holla holla ha!!) while ij got himself a nice addidas bag himself, the same one as me but different color as well as these sweet ass nikes. looked like a mix between airforces and payless wanna-be kicks hhahahaha... but it was sitll hot lookin. so after that long day we jus decided to call it enuff nd head home. wen we got home we got the good news, and we we're stayin at a hotel for the nites nd comin bak in the mornin... why?.... SHOWERS AND FLUSHES!!! TRU HU HUUU!! so we packed out shit faster than sbc packers and headed for banaue hotel, which was an hour away.. but well worth stayin away from the tabo.... u would too in my position haha. so yeh it was the hot shit. gnite for tonight... finally... *sigh*... we all kept teasin ourselves bout the trip nd said... "u know what tomorrow is? 8 more days!!!" (the sings AND 1 beat, while doin the c-walk) hahaha.. peace out for day 6...

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DAY 7

i think today was the most beautiful of all days. it was also the best night because my ass showered that morning... and took my lushious dump... with a flusher... (AND 1 music plays) TRUU-HUU!! so i got up from a nice dream, which was disappointing but the rest of my day wus pretti hott so i complained for only like 1 hour. i dreamt i was back home chillin at the house. and i wus makin these hott beats with my boys and then it flashed to me in the car and i wus with the wifey... we were chillin havin fun... then flashed to the club sumhow.. dun ask me how, but then i saw all my boys there and we were all dancin gettin out heel-toe on... then wus i about to go up to this FINE ass grl to dance, reality took me away to the wretched place called the philippines... i wus like... GAHD- DAMN JEAN CLAUDE VAN DAMN!!! rolled outta that HARD ass twin bed, nd found my way into the bathroom. oh yeh man... while i wus figuring out what to wear i made sure i wore the same shit like i did like 2 days ago so they wont ask me for my "a new clothes". so i rotated the same 4 shirts and 3 shorts for 2 weeks (TRUU-HUU) jus to let u ppls know hahaha... u feel me? haha.. GOT EM. but yeh after we all took a shower (by the way there was two rooms and a living room... and 9 ppl in that room... so u can picture how we slept... kuya don and geoff shottie a bed... *AND 1 music plays*...) and got ready we left for the lobby to hav breakfast. luckily my tita owns the banaue hotel so we got the hot shit seats and reservations... right in the front of the mountain view. the dining room was jus a big hall with tables and on one side huge ass mirrors the side of the mirrors in our school's skywalk... and if u got up early enough to hav breakfast, which we did, we were able to see the sun rise right from the beginning. it was incredible.

not to mention we had a sexi ass breakast. my plate was stuffed with a side order of rice, two sunny side eggs (jus how i like it) and these small ass pieces of longanesa and tocino... can someone PLEASE play some john legend (holla da holla holla haaaa) oh my God... and if u add sum vineagar (sp?) and a nice glass of mango juice... Heaven. right then and there i wus like... philippines is kinda hott....lets jus stay here haha. but yeh the mango juice was freakin insane... i noe ill never hav that again unless we hav breakfast here in the hotel every morning... which we did.. WHOOT WHOOT! but then we headed off to the 8th wonder of the world... the banaue rice terraces. it was only about a half hour drive. the roads winded and twisted around the mountain and i felt like i was on the roller coaster because we had to stop abruptly and turn so fast that i felt sick... yeh i DO get car sick/motion sickness easily... but it wasnt major becuz all u could concentrate on is the view of valley and small sections of the rice terraces. it was hott shit lemme tell u. as we approached the small town that settled itself around the 8th wonder, i remembered the place quite vividly and i knew exactly where to go. i quickly tried to drag my cousins to where the spot to view was as fast as i could and wen we reach the balcony wit wooden rails i wus like...*crickets*... i wus speechless again... but this time it was more beautiful than last year.

the actually terraces were more greener and the day wus jus brighter. the scenery was jus breath taking... i missed it man. i missed seein such a beautiful sight like this. we took mad pics and stuff with the view... but thats for ourselves unless ud like to see them, jus lemme noe... its funni actually. we took a pic with one of the native ppl there. it wus actually pretti disgusting becuz like their feet are crooked and shit. and while my kuya don was taking a pose with the native she spits out the mammo that wus in her mouth (the orange chewing tobacco) out of her freakin nasty ass mouth and it went all over kuya's shoe.... i was watching this happen and i think i had to swallow my vomit from preventing it to covering both their feet in nasty shit... dude i swear if u saw it ud be like "what kind of filipinos are u representing? get out" but yeh thats basically the story. then we had to hit up the souvenier stores adjacent to the viewpoints and we jus raped the store... why u say? becuz we had mothers who can bargin their way out of puragtory and go straight to the Heaven of discount... "ma kano ba 'to? 500 pesos? ohhh... *pauses and stares down seller* bigaiin mo 'ko yun discount?... 300 lang... or else eye am lee bing..." within five mintues u noe shes alreayd got the price down to like 150 pesos. haha... oh filipino mothers... only works in the phils.... sry menlo and woodbridge malls.... but yeh between us three... we bought different instruments so that wen we got back to the province we'd mak sum hott ass native beats. i got myself a little drum/bongo thing.. and ij a flute.. a HOT flute by the way... and kuya don another drum and this lil instrument that made a "toing!" sound... i duno how to describe it but yeh... so at the store we started makin the AND 1 them song... and the snoop dogg.. SNOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOP! haha... so sick.. hello americans? so once making the hott beats and paying for it we bounced before we could get robbed. hahaha and off we went back to the village.

we found our way out of the terraces and down to the village. i couldnt remember anything during the ride because i wus tired again... so in turn i slept for that hour or so in the van. but wen we got there we took our things out and went straight to the bedroom.. why?.. TO SLEEP again... i actually tried to dream again and hopefully dream about mtv and aim and jersey... but i couldnt, and so i ended up waking up 4 hours later.. missin lunch.. but still chillin from the longanisa and rice... and i started reading my book, Bringing Down The House... its a hott book... def describing the whole book in a later entry... (keep you readers busy)... but yeh after about an hour of reading my cousin from the village comes in to see if we were up to shooting these guns he owns... guns? we sed to ourselves... nicee.... but then he had the guns right with him. *TING* the blinking light comes on the top of our heds... 

"kuya... kan eye sea dat?" ....

..... dont wry.. no filipinos were hurt in the making of these pics... theres more but i think wed get arrested hahaha. we headed our way to the firing range. it wus in this camp... nicely named, "camp dunuan" in the name of my lola and her hubby emanuel dunuan and HIS family. so basically we run the place haha. but yeh it wus almost at the top of our mountain and at the top you can see farther down the valleys and over the whole town it was beautiful. but the best part was taking out the guns again and setting up the targets, whihc were like steel plates... so it basically looked like a video game training level... but mos def real....

dude man... shootin that 9 milli... haha... 9 milli... well shooting that 9 milli felt so freakin powerful. pulling that trigger was the hottness becuz i felt like 50 cent got nothing on me haha.... but i seriously tried holding my gun side ways and shooting a couple of rounds.. i seriously felt like such a faggot becuz i had to aim with the gun and the target wus like 20 yds away nd it wus almost impossible... stupid thugs holding the gun the wrong way. jus focus nd u wont waste bullets haha.... but yeh it wus fun as hell....

oh shit american idol is on... gotta watch it!!! ill update later... i promise!!! hahaha

** i still hav to finish the rest but ill leave this up for now... i think i hav about 7 more days to go!! hahaha**