Summer ain't over yet, so what's the plan besh? A year ago, I remembered busy planning for the friendship's ultimate bonding experience (UBE). How I love the slow afternoon I spent on the white sands of Kalanggaman. Speaking of which kita mo nga naman, how things have turned up! Last year lang, a good friend of mine was all too happy, heart too happy it's too annoying! hehe, joke lang. Love is a many splendid thing. Now, this friend would text me midnight, or call me early morning crying, and I'm heart broken for her too. The heart is frail like that.
Somehow the thought made me realize, we needed to let her break free from all the noise. Cue in, light bulb on and this is "the moving on weekend". So after a short call with tropa who happen to be available, we're on it! At time like this, unplanned trips "where whatever goes" could be surprisingly better. No expectations, no plans, free flowing!
Hola weekend
Minsan ang ulan nega para mema, but it ain't stopping us for our #movingonweekend. Picked up Dar and Riz at Alabang. Darren came with all his crisp blue well-pressed uniform. Riza can't help but say, "Gosh wag mo kaming ginagalit sa OOTD mo, why naka uniform ka ya?"He has this grin over his face, and bribed us with chocolates not to spill out his obvious plan of skipping work with his uniform on. Wait what?
The long drive commence after a hot cup and pancakes along the way. Dar managed to take off his crisp blue thing and changed to something casual, prepared sya in fairness! With a light heart and laughter while we recall our Kalanggaman escapades, but these radio stations are all playing cheesy love songs..no drama please, k bye?
Tara Tagay 'tay
Here goes what we have not planned at all about our #movingonweekend.
~ First, a visit to Our Lady of Lourdes church first to pray. Few tears was shed inside.
Ugh, need to change the mood, now na!
~ So what could best change the mood but food. Bulalo goodness, just perfect for a rainy weekend, and we're only just begun. Extra rice pa more, hala Bulalo pa more!
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while waiting for our Bulalo..
~ Drive further to Sonya's Garden, but it began to rain sooo hard. Seriously, was too scared to drive but since dito na nga, aura lang kaya lets go to Sonyas na. Freshly baked bread, soft earth smell because of the rain, flowers, quiet halls, clean restrooms, herbs and teas.
Sonya's Garden is a perfect place to move one.. joke! but it looks too romantic in a way. I bought quite a handful of freshly baked bread na rin before leaving.
~ Wine it out at Cliffhouse. While there are many nice places to hang out around Tagaytay. My favorite place to be is Cliffhouse. next to Antonio's. Next plan? The reason we traveled here that is to tagay ta (lets's drink)! Somehow it's funny when I try to translate it like that. Honestly, we plan on having coffee before we drive back, but the wine is just too inviting. So we ended up ordering a bottle along with mango crepe for sharing! And so the short story began. Before we knew it, we finished the bottle along with a few sniffles, and in between sobs how her lovestory with a seminarian ended 4 weeks passed!
Empty bottles, empty glass, now we need to move next. We transferred to another place where we can have some more drinks like errr beer. Cold, and comforting, beer you're the best. When we have sobered, we finished with some groufie/selfie of course!
How can you mend?
I don't know, and I can't remember the last time I felt so brokenhearted as but let me share something I read like this:
"What does it feel to be broken hearted?! It feels like someone stabbed your heart with an eyeliner pencil fifty times, then stepped on it forty nine times with an eight inch sassy red heels, blended it forty eight times like a Starbucks latte macchiato, deep-fried it one hundred and one degrees boiling French fries oil, dropped it from a ninety nine storey skyscraper and abandoned it in the road to be run over by a thirteen wheeler Iron Mountain truck. The worst part is it's still beating, limply, only to be painfully and deeply feel everything it went through. Maybe it would have been better if our hearts just gave up beating, but it just won't damn stop. Therefore we conclude that the human hearts are stubborn, it still helplessly and hopelessly struggles to be whole after all the brokenness.."
I could rant all rant how she ended up having a relationship to a man promised to serve someone greater than us. I'm really dumbfounded also speechless, and angry at the same time but then again..who am I to judge? The heart wants what it wants. Sometimes, we know how things might end, but we still go for it..simply because doing so makes you whole and alive even if that means you'll end up breaking within.
Maybe you cannot mend it fast, but I believe, give it some time. It heals through time. So now while it feels everything is breaking within..feel it, embrace it, cry, scream if you want, accept the truth but resolve that after a thousand levels of pain, you have to hope that something good will come out of it. So hope, always hope, and then maybe, one day, the heart becomes strong and will learn to beat again.
Happiness and love,
itsmelory (^.^)
