I was never really a fan of summer and the sun. Saying it's hot is an understatement. You get all sweaty (and smelly) and it's nothing, excuse the pun,as "cool" as the gym.
Each summer of the 25 years of my semi-existence on god's not-so-green earth has been blah, hot, blah and hot. This year's summer was, I should say, an exception. It was partly because there were no summer masters' classes/office trainings and mainly because I wanted to make myself busy with anything else other than the usual. Huh, I think I'm being a choosy bitch now. And the bank bosses were, errmm, bright enough to think of having a summer outing for each office (that meant 7 fucking out-of-towns) and kind enough to cover all the costs. Huh! Brilliant.
Subic Island, Sorsogon, Philippines. The best beach I've visited so far...
I don't know why I love this pic. There's a certain sadness in it...
Bacon, Sorsogon, Philippines. All the great beaches are in Sorsogon!
With my good friend Ann..
We are the mud warriors. hehe. With Boss' son, Julian.
The Gang..
Whew, there.
"This time, like all times, is a good time if we but know what to do with it." Ralph Waldo Emerson
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