This shot is nothing but a lame excuse to test Badi's new underwater camera. This only goes to show that I will swallow a lot of sea water for art's sake.
Budyong Beach, Sta. Fe, Bantayan Island, Cebu Love,
Nobe
Aaaaahh weddings! Is there anything more beautiful? My high school pal and perennial nice girl (hehe), Lorena, tied the knot a few weeks ago.. and as always, I am the last to know since I live miles and miles away from civilization. My goodness, I haven't seen her in 12 years and she's still a friend, yes, thanks to friendster! Hahaha!
Well, after some serious heartache, God really picked her up and put her in a higher place-- with a better person. Now she smiles and laughs as if everything makes perfect sense.
lore and empoy from Mayad Studios on Vimeo
Love,
Nobe
This was sent to me via e-mail last night at exactly 10:54 PM. Like you, I will merely be a spectator of sorts on how this love story will unfold. In our brief exchange, the sender told me that it is the end of chauvinism.. indeed, it is. But is it the end of love?
I have nothing more to write. The letter already speaks for itself.
went to mass with, you're the first i've brought
home. you're the first to have meet my family, ikaw
ang unang babaye nga akong gipanguyaban, you're also the
first to have rejected me, ikaw pud ang ang unang nakong
babaye nga nakitan naghilak ug ikaw pud ang unang babaye nga
akong gihilakan...
the truth i haven't laugh for a
because i have fought a losing battle, you know life is so
unfair you give the most wonderful things but you still get
hurt you try to stand for it yet you fall. when i said i
will fight for you, maybe i didn't mean it for i too
have my own share of broken dreams and emotional breakdowns,
i'm not sure i can put up a good fight anymore...i
can't be your friend for just the mere thought of you
being with someone i can't stand,, how much more if i
see you with one. magselos naman gani ko na mag cge diay mo
istorya ni mars. pero you lose nothing much really for like
i said wla koy kwenta na amigo. ..i've given you rosary
coz for me it is a symbol of life, it starts with God and
ends with God, and life like the rosary is full of mysteries
and it's a cycle, mura ra pud cya ug kinabuhi nga mura magcge
ug balik2 pero dili diay to, everyday is
different from yesterday, actually you have the power to
make today better than yesterday, depende ra na nimo unsaon
nimo pagtanaw. some days its going to be glorious, some
sorrowful, and some joyful..and also because i want you to
pray for i really believe in the power of prayer. cast all
your worries to the Lord for He will sustain you.
sorry sa akong gipangbuhat na dili maayo, sorry sa katong
pagkahubog nako,hehe you don't have to worry about that
anymore eh kay dili namn ta magkuyog..sorry gabii nga
niingon ko na gigamit ra ko nimo, unya imo ra ko gibinuangan
i really didn't mean it for you are the most wonderful
woman i've ever met. sorry pud katong niingon ko na
pakipot ka for you are also the most unpretentious woman
i've ever met.
i'm really not sure why i've written this letter,
maybe i'm hoping you would reconsider or maybe its for
closure or maybe i just want to channel my thoughts...hehe
ikaw pud ang una nakong gisuwatan..
anywayz, i wish you all the best in life, hope you will
find what you're looking for...know that i will always
love you....
Copyright 2008 by Vito Y. Holasca Jr. All rights reserved.
It is human nature to love and be happy.. sadly, it is also human nature to build walls and ignore the importance of people who love us, until they are already gone.
To those who can't understand Cebuano, better luck next time.
Love,
Nobe
(Atoy, Manong Arnel, Husband, Embol)
853 gallons of beer later, the boy with the coconut scrub hairstyle grew up to be my husband. The other three, of course, became my cousins-in-law.. one of them actually ended up being Spiderman for a day. Haha.
(Manong Arnel, Atoy, Husband, Embol)
Judging by the amount of happiness a 25-peso party popper can inspire in them, it's probably safe to say that they never really grew up. They only grew taller.
Love,
Nobe
Yes, that's my husband inside the crib with our son.
And yes, oh, yes, that's also him sucking his pineapple puree from out of our son's old feeding bottle. Ugh! I've never been so ashamed and so proud at the same time.
Love,
Nobe
We are moving to a new home in a couple of days, so we spend our hot wednesday afternoons mixing enamel paints. Having small talk and silly conversations are almost always inevitable at these times. Here's a sample..
Husband: (singing while mixing white paint with a blue tinting color) bluer than blue, sadder than sad.
Me: (singing too) you're the only life this empty room has ever had.. woohoo.. life without you is gonna be bluer than blue
Husband: gang, unsa gani ang color na mas blue pa sa blue? (honey, what color is bluer than blue?)
Me: unsa? color na mas blue pa sa blue? hmmm.. dark blue! (what? a color that's bluer than blue? hmmm.. dark blue!
Husband: Ahhh, oo diay. (Ahhh, yes indeed.)
mix, mix, mix
Husband: gang, unsa man nga color muresulta if i-mix ang blue ug green? (honey, what color will we get if we mix blue and green?)
Me: blue ug green? (blue and green?)
think, think, think
Me: Jessa! (my cousin) ano gani makuha nga color kung i-mix ang blue kag green?
Jessa: syempre blue green!
Duh! written all over our faces. Hahaha!
Suddenly, I miss coffee and doughnuts. LOLz.
Love,
Nobe
This is how my desktop looks like nowadays.
Turns out, I'm too busy to even change my wallpaper. Haha.
Love,
Nobe
What? My gmail address is iagosmom@yahoo.com@gmail.com? Why-- how did this happen?
Wait, wait wait. Is this for real? Great! I'm confused by my own stupidity.
Love,
Nobe
Look what I found somewhere in between the screwdriver and whatever.. my little, err, medium sized black book! No wonder my thoughts have been all over the place lately. Imagine losing your diary, to-do list, notebook and scratch paper in one sitting. I know, it's pretty scary.
Given my very unreliable short term memory, it's all I need to have my life back. Mwaah! Mwaah! Mwaah!
By the way, if you were curious as to what is inside the book, here's a sneak peak. It's not exactly Shakespeare but it sure gives me peace of mind. Hehe.
Love,
Nobe
Now my husband knows my secret. He accidentally read a text message from one of my "internet friends" and is so happy about his recent discovery. Grr! Now he calls me by that goodness gracious pen name everytime I sit too long in front of the computer.
All I wanted was to release my inner turmoil and be forgotten. All that childish teasing makes me want to strangle that damn husband of mine. (curse! curse!)
Love,
Nobe
ANNOUNCEMENT: From this point forward, I will refer to that little guy as "my son" and that bloated guy as "my husband".
You're probably going to read more about this father and son tandem in the near future, so might as well get the formalities (err, for lack of a better word) out of the way.
Me: Capice?
You: Capice.
Love,
Nobe
BEFORE 
AFTER
(L-R. Victoria, Giselle, Marigold, Tiffany, Cathy, Me)
This photo, on the other hand, was taken on my wedding day. I'm the girl in white (duh!) and those girls in green are the same set of friends I had in high school.
Love,
Nobe
About me
