BRIGHTER THAN SUNSHINE

PRELUDE

It’s always fine in the morning;

The moment I wake up and stare at your face.

The moment we cuddle and savor each embrace.

It’s always fine in the morning;

The moment we sang along to our favorite song.

The moment we make fun with each other, play silly, and get along.

It’s always fine in the morning;

The moment we share stories while sipping our hot cup of coffee.

The moment we talk about the future and how it’s going to be.

It’s always fine in the morning;

The moment you walk out fresh from the shower and smell good.

The moment our lips pressed together and feel glued.

It’s always fine in the morning;

The moment we hush our I-love-yous and yours never fail to give me shiver.

The moment we part and knowing that in the evening, it’s going to be finer.

It’s always fine in the morning.

-Gem 1/27/12 9:35

Mt. Cristobal

Dubbed as the “Devil’s Mountain” with its tales of apparitions and evil energies, I got interested then jumped at the chance when I was invited to conquer Mt. Cristobal at Dolores, Quezon. 

It’s been four months since my first climb at Mt. Batulao in Batangas and after the close encounter with the mountains, I got hooked! 

For a first-timer, my mountain gear wasn’t even close. Wearing only a shirt, shorts, and pair of slippers (yes, imagine the horror!), it left me small wounds and callouses as my remembrance from the climb. 

That’s why this time, I geared up! (only without the arm sleeves)

This was the view from the base of Mt. Cristobal and it took us almost 5 freaking hours to reach the summit!

And by the time we reached the peak, we were welcomed by thick fogs surrounding the whole place and leaving us with no view at the panorama at all. So unfortunate!

There were 30+ of us. Yay! The more, the merrier! Most of the participants are first-timers.

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I was with my boyfriend, by the way hahaha. For the couples out there, you can consider this activity to bond with each other only to veer away with the usual date in a restaurant or a coffee shop. Traveling is always fun!

Despite the disappointing view from the summit and the body sores I’m getting right now, the beauty of the mountains and its entirety amazes me. On to the next one! :)

Some photos are courtesy of Daryle De Silva and Butch De Guzman Carpio.

I love the way you…

I love the way how you call me and wake me up every morning just to tell me “I love you”.

I love the way you hold my hand and how you pressed it against yours reminding me how secure I am whenever I’m with you. 

I love the way you console me whenever I cry, ducking my head in to your arms, you wiping my tears away and telling me that everything will be okay.

I love the way you tell me that I don’t look fat on my tight jeans. I know you’re lying but still it makes me feel good.

I love the way you crack a joke in the middle of a heated argument. I will laugh to my heart’s content and laugh even more about those little thing we fought about.

I love the way you smell, even after a basketball game. But I the way you smell after  a cold shower even more.

I love the way you talk to me, holding me still, so sincere and it seems the world stops.

I love the way how you goof around with me, how you treat me not only as a girlfriend but also as a bestfriend.

I love the way you kiss me, telling me “I love yous” in between. It makes my toes curl every time you do that.

I love the way you cry in front of me, not afraid of showing your weakness but telling me who you really are. 

I love you and I’m not done counting what I love about you.