cum away with me...i mean come :)

...i was never the type who plan things in ahead...i want spontaneity and i like sorting things as they happened - that was the usual way until this month...i got 4 trips already booked every weekend of March :)

...i'll be heading to Davao the first week to attend my former housemate's wedding (something that up until now, i'm not yet fully decided on attending)...then the next weekend would be in Manila (mostly retail therapy...i need a new set of clothes to wear and yes - it's super hard to shop in Cebu coz of super limited choices)

...the next weekend will be in Bacolod, a place i'll be visiting for the first time...i'll go with a friend to fix her passport and me to get around the place and hopefully can find something/someone interesting enough to make the trip worthy...and maybe hit some place where i can soak up in the sun :)



...and for the last week, I'll be heading back to Bohol...and this time i'll enjoy the beach more than i did the last time...i'll skip the day tour part and just spend one weekend taking sometime off...and the best part of it is i'll be going there...alone :)

...wanna come? hehehe

thank you Fullybooked! THANK YOU!!!

...after spending much time of doing online search and almost getting a refurbished copy at e-Bay, i'm glad i made a stop at Fullybooked in Serendra the last weekend right after dinner at Chelsea coz they still got 1 copy left (yes 1) of Jewel Kilcher's "A night without Armor"



...i've been wanting to get hold of this book from the time it was released and that was still 1999 i think - wow that's almost a decade of waiting hehehe and i made a previous post about it but unfortunately none of my friends have it or know about it...

...the book is a collection of poems written by Jewel since she was still 6 years old till the time she hit it big when she released "Pieces of You" and i can still remember overplaying "You were meant for Me" and "Foolish Games" way back high school...memories :)

...here is an excerpt from the book..one poem i know someone can really relate (Sanchia i know you're reading this) hehehe...it's simply titled "Fat" - ouch!

FAT

 

there she was

a mound of flesh

with just two eyes

to comprehend the

extensiveness of

her being

 

she made a mountain

of herself

so no one cold look down,

 

so no one would miss

or fail to see

the tiny woman hands

that talked desperately

of delicate things

through a fist full of rings

to all who would

stop

and listen