I was fourteen when I had a conversation with my mother on what degree I will take in college. I told her straight, I want to become a part of the world of mass media. She was not entirely puzzled about it, but asked me why in a tone as if I went completely nuts. She went in full details about this and that, what’s in store for me, and about my life being in total distress with limitless pressure by people who really have no idea on what they’re doing. All of it entered my left ear and exited through my right ear in a matter of split second. My thoughts were simple – I want to influence, to make a difference and to make a change. It may sound like a Michael Jackson hit but at that very moment, I knew that even my mother could not stop me. I explained her everything I want to happen – to become a news anchor with credibility, to become a journalist that would expose the dirtiest secrets, to be a filmmaker and change a generation, or to become a writer so that my thoughts while I lay on my bed become a game changer in the society. But in the end, I took Engineering. How was that?
Now, as I watch the footage of our first short film, I don’t know why the moment my mother and I were talking comes flashing over and over again. It seems like she is sending messages from up above and telling me exactly what she would always telling me – mass media is for bad ass people. For a moment, I thought she was right. I felt the disappointment while my team was working on our first short. Don’t get me wrong, I definitely knew what I signed up for. I know for a fact that there are outside elements that would attempt to penetrate the pseudo-bulletproof walls we built when we were talking in pre-production. But I never knew it would be huge.
Rich marine life in Anilao
A couple of months after I took a challenge to see things underwater in the flesh, I found myself inside Stef’s car traversing South Luzon Expressway. My feelings were mixed like my insides were going ballistic–I was anxious, nervous, and excited at the same time.
Euphoria, the state of being intensely excited–the very reason why I decided to join another DSD this time with my Travel Factor friends. Since January, Vhik was persuading us to join her. She told us how addicting it is and how diving helped her health immensely. And true enough, when I had my first DSD in Malapascua, I went nuts.
When in Anilao 🙂
Flashback to Saturday–16th of May. After my work, I happily went to a convenience store to buy some snacks for the next day’s adventure. At around 7PM, I set my alarm at 3AM although our meeting place was just at the Sta. Rosa Exit which is about 20 minutes from our house without traffic. I was tired the entire week but adventures always do the impossible of giving me recharged mind and body without the state of fully caffeinating my system.
Super fun party (c) Stef
Guest post by : Fjell Joshua Sandico
Summer Siren came by fleetingly and up until now I can still feel the beat in my veins and the alcohol in my bloodstreams. It seems only yesterday when I found out about this fun-sounding event from a colleague. I know it is unusual for a 23 year-old person to be outdated with all the parties but that is my life. It has always been like that. So when I thought of going out of my comfort zone, I thought this was the proper venue–to let go and have a life.
A day before the event, I went to one of my bosses to remind about my “very short” vacation. I was bummed when I was asked to report the next day for a taping. I didn’t know what to do, but I braved their wrath and decided to live my life the way I wanted. It was a risk I didn’t know if it was worth it. I didn’t know the repercussions, all I knew was that I have to enjoy my life and that I needed this well-deserved vacation to have a good time.
Welcome to Thresher Cove
Situated along the eastern seaboard of Malapascua, Thresher Cove is just a small resort equipped with amenities you need for an absolute relaxation. Imagine yourself under the sun looking out to the crystal clear water cutting through the creamy white sand and the clear blue sky all by yourself. Yes, all by yourself. Thresher Cove is so isolated you can have an entire hundred meter of shore to run around and do whatever you want. In terms of my criteria when it comes to booking a resort/hotel, I always visit TripAdvisor to see unbiased reviews of travelers from all over the world. Thresher Cove at the time of my visit was ranked number 1 on the list which was a plus. I also considered the location and the number of things I can do without going out of the resort. And Thresher Cove gave me everything I can possibly hope for in a resort–you can have the entire beach for yourself, canoe all you want, snorkel all you want, swim all you want, play billiards, learn to scuba dive, watch movies, eat good food, and of course relax.
For you to understand where I am coming from, I broke things down for you to show why Thresher Cove should be your home whenever you are in Malapascua. Continue reading
Under the… pool muna! 😉
Out of the blue, Fjell and I decided to take on the Discover Scuba Diving on Thresher Cove. Why? It’s a no brainer, we were in one of the most amazing dive sites in the world, and if we didn’t try it, it will probably be included in our ever growing i-should-have-done-this-while-i’m-young list.
To be honest, never in my life I thought of diving as something I would enjoy. Until the day came when we decided to take on this challenge. Yes it is a challenge, for a fact that I am not a good swimmer, so is Fjell I presume. Hahahaha. We’ll get to that later. But you know what? It was really fun, it was something you can tell others over and over until they get tired of hearing it. Haha. But believe me, you should try it at least once, or a couple, or come on get certified.
Ready to dive
I woke up to the sound of the waves and surprising amount of sand on my bed that day–April 2nd. My cold has gotten completely mental, my nose was just so clogged. I was on the verge of not pushing through with the DSD. I asked myself if I can still do it, my alter ego answered “yes, come on it will be just once in a lifetime you have to do it“. So after my interpersonal conversation, I decided to push through with the dive.
Since the first day of the year, I was itching to book a flight to another country for the Holy Week break. Time passed in a surprisingly fast pace, amidst the endless taping days that gave me my humungous eye bags and countless pimples. A couple of weeks before Holy Week, I found myself planning a trip to either Batanes or Cebu alone. I cannot believe that I was actually ready to do a solo trip. But as the days pass, my nerves are eating my insides in a dying fashion. I was constantly in communication with Vhik and Shiela if they want to do a trip to Malapascua but no one responded affirmative.
I was ready to take on this journey. After this, it could be added to my ever growing arsenal. Until… “Ha? Sa Cebu ka rin?“–in the middle of a dinner break in one of my tapings, a colleague said he wanted to go to his hometown. So after a few talk, we agreed to go to Cebu, BUT, no definite plans after that.
7 days before the trip, I found myself swiping my new credit card to book return tickets to Cebu. I was pretty bummed that in a matter of minutes, I actually paid my hotel, flight, and other things I saw on the internet (which I’m not really that proud of! Hehe).
View from the top
The Many Faces of Melvin
Even in my wildest dreams, I never thought that there would come a time that I will be tagged in a same picture for five to six times. I honestly couldn’t believe that the people who were once strangers to me became some of my good friends.
April 9th early morning, I arrived at NAIA after an epic backpacking trip across Thailand, Cambodia, and Vietnam. And since then, there was no stopping me. I felt that I needed to go on another trip. When Tikoy told us about a seat sale. I was hesitant. But I know one thing, I’d like to do another trip with Tikoy. So we booked a flight to Korea even without the assurance of an approved visa.