The Mt. Maculot (Traverse) Experience

“I shall return” I gladly told myself while traveling back home. An overnight stay in Mt. Maculot wasn’t enough to satisfy my craving for visual aesthetic experience. Grr! I want more. Hihi. Mt. Maculot is the seventh mountain I climbed yet I had the “like-a-virgin” experience (♪♪touched for the very first time♪♪). Supposedly, we are headed to the Rockies; however none of us is familiar with the trail (FAIL!!). I forgot to do a research on how to get there coz I thought somebody from our group studied the trail (Brr!). Consequently, we ended up taking the traverse. The trail was slippery because of the rain hence it was more dangerous and breathtaking.. Imagine yourself carrying a 80 or 70 L pack. + taking the traverse trail + the rain. “Damn, did I just tried to kill mah self?” I quietly asked myself when I arrived at the summit. Even though I slipped three times, cramped twice, grasped air (na parang katatapos lang… maghabol ng holdaper), I still liked the hiking experience. Oh yeah! Next time Rockies naman at next time kasama na kita!

(at Mt. Macult's summit; can you guess what we are doing in this photo?)

(side trip sa napakalinis na Lipa Beach. lol)

("Get a room you centipedes!!!")

(is-pa-ge-ti!!!)

The Activation Code

Happy Horse!!!

Yeah, enough bulls***. During a drinking session last night, a friend told me that she visited and read Gatsulat. My initial reaction was a sarcastic smile with a facial expression asking How the h*** did you know....blah, blah? (Sorry, can't recall the exact words) She recounted that she was told by the friend of a friend of her about it. She also added that I should resume the blog, etc. etc... Consequently, I took the opinion of a drunk person seriously. Anyway, I guess I should give it another try. (Why not Poknat?) A single reader means a lot to a simple artist who just wants to write, scribe and put language down on paper. Lol. Hihi. (Sino bang nagsabing isa lang nagbabasa ng Gatsulat? Ikaw at ako makes it two. Lol.)

*I like to emphasize (hihi) that I never really ceased from writing. There are dozens of self-created literature scattered in my room that came into existence every time my friend named Boredom visits me. Sad to say, only few of them are worth sharing since most are very personal and risky to share.

I kept asking myself why I abided posting articles in my blog. Thus, I’ll accept the invalid raison d'être; that I was busy at work and you don’t f*** care. Lol. Seriously, there’s no reason. Oops, don’t tell me that everything has a reason as it’s cliché to do so.

Food for thought; writing about politics, revolution and real life experiences is not mediocre, you’re small brain just can’t comprehend other people’s great and useful ideas. Sorry.

Anyway, the activation code is 67E54N89O25U56G89H76B24U88L21L66S87H33I95T34.

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