The end of an era

My Andrew era.

Take care sweetness....

Be safe, be great.

Booty Call

Hummmmmm.....another weekend...another day for booty calls.


I only slept for like 2 hours to get ready for Akie, a guy I haven't seen before...hope he's ok.

Anyway, more updates later.

New boys! LOL!

Nico and Me




Khan and Me




Jayson and Me




Ryan and Me




Alfren and Me

Nagsimula Sa Barbecue, Paalam Rey

Rey Solis, mas killa sa pangalang "Duke".


Nakilala kita matagal na panahon na...lumaki tayo, nagkamalay, at saka nag tagpo ang landas....ng dahil sa barbecue.

Tuwang tuwa ako nung nakilala kita. Kasi sabi ko, ang gwapo naman nito! Nalaman ko ang buong pagkatao mo, pati ako ay nakilala mo ng buong buo. Di ko malilimutan yung gabing natulog ka sa bahay, natandaan mo ba yun? Takot nga ako kay Lola nun kaya sa labas kita pinatulog... magdamag kitang pinaypayan nun. Magdamag kitang sinamahan.

Oo, nagkasama rin tayo ng matagal. Andami na nating pinagdaanan. Nagkahiwalay, pero bumabalik pa rin. Kasi, mahal natin ang isa't isa. Bilang magkaibigan, at halos magkadugo.

Ma-mi-miss ko yung kakulitan mo. Yung pakiramdam ko pag kasama kita. Alam mo yun. Di ko lang inaamin sayo. Sabi mo sakin nun na ang gaan ng pakiramdam mo pag kasama ako. Ako rin naman ganuon.


Kahit san man ako mapunta, kahit saan kaman madako, mahal pa rin kita Duke. Kinuha ka man ngayon ng panginoon, alam ko namang mabuti kang tao. Napakabuti mo sakin, at higit sa lahat,ikaw lang ang nagmahal sakin ng totoo.


Duke, miss na kita agad. Pero mas ok na ito, at least, di ka na masasaktan pa ulit.

Paalam Duke, sanka man nanduon ngayon, mahal na mahal kita. Wag ka susuko, maski nandyan ka na.

Alam mo naman, nandito lang ako, pag kailangan mo.

Hindi na kita pinuntahan kasi ayaw ko makita ka na ganuon. Mahal na mahal kita.


Panginoon, alam ko po na marami kaming kasalanan na nagawa, ngunit sanay'y ipagkaloob mo sa aking mahal na Rey ang inyong pag-gabay at pag unawa, lalo na po ang inyong kapatawaran. tulungan mo po siya sa kabilangbuhay. Wag niyo po siyang pababayaan. Mahal na mahal ko po siya. At sana po, iparating niyo sa kanya ang aking pagmamahal...Amen.

Fun with Photoshop

Too Damn Lazy

Been cooked up in my room by choice....

just got the DSL hooked up and nothing to do....always holed up in my own world of solitude.

Today I will be meeting up with Allan Alcalde, a guy I met on MySpace (i love that site).

Here's a pic of him:




Details will follow.


Gulong ng Palad...Wheel of Fortune, or Wheel of Life.

Funny how that cliche sneaks up on you. One day you're up, seconds later, you're in the dumps. Bu am lucky enough to withstand thepressure.

My Baby Alfren and my "good" friend Nico

Here's Alfren, my baby boy from Ballet Manila:








Here's another baby boy, his name's Nico..mmm..mmm...good

Radio Romance

Meeting guys is a great boredom buster. I have met quite a few after I broke up with my ex.

Breakin up is hard to do...so the song goes. Yeah, its very hard to go through it. It's tough.

I was on an FX taxi, cruising along the roads of Manila. The driver turned on the radio to this cheezy radio station. It was one of those 'Joe D' Mango' type shows. A caller was asking for some advice about her not being able to forget her boyfriend even if they have broken up 2 years ago.

He advised her to think something bad about the guy to help forget him...

Well, that won't work for me...I can't even think of one single thing that's bad about my ex. He's perfect.....actually he more than that. The fact that he does not seem to know how great he is adds to his charm.

Andrew is a great guy. he just needs to know that himself...

Heartbreaks are a part of life. That's what I actually live for. At least you have experienced something special.

The story of Antony and Cleopatra, Romeo and Juliet, Samson and Delilah...all tragic... but oh, how we love the romance.

For now, romance is all I am after, sans love.

Hooked on "Idol"

American Idol, a show that millions of people watch all over the world. It has everything...


Drama....



Comedy....


Suspense....


And you get mesmerized by the talent, and lack of talent of Americans.


If you look at it Filipinos and Americans have a lot in common. Watching "Idol" gives us a peek on what America really is. Its just like any other place. Full of talented people, and crazy people. Yes, crazy.

We'll see what happens...

Conflicts

Mars... the ultimate regalia of war and conflict, may have been the reason behind this salvo of drama in my life.

As I awoke from my diurnal slumber, an occurence produced by my night time billet, my cousin-in-law's wife entered the house with thespian flare. As if a goddess on Olympus, she announced her arrival.

Earlier, my mother told me about a small feud between my cousin-in-law and my own brother... something to do with the upkeep of our humble abode...

My eyebrows raised at the blasphemy of it. You see, I have been constantly reminding them of the horrid conditions of the house. I mean, their stuff strewn everywhere.

I am the bread winner. The least you can expect from all of them is a certain amount of respect.

As a result of their rivalry, an object of importance was put on the line. This object, which she gave to me as a house-warming present, was being pulled out of the house, due to the conflict between her and my sibling.

I have to admit that I was wrong when I declared out loud that she may take all that is hers and shove it up her ass. LOL... yeah I was wrong to say it out loud... but it felt sooo right!

Well, that started the high drama that played for an hour or so. I becoming quite brash and loud, she becoming even louder.

To make the story short, I asked them to pull their weight and do what is expected of them, even asking them to pitch in with the household utilities. To each his own.

I recognize my mistakes and admit them. I never scolded anyone, or asked too much from anyone. I guess people take these things for granted.

You ever wonder what makes life interesting. To me, conflicts such as what happened adds a little color into your life.

What astonishes me is that during bouts of household fury, I can step out of character and look into the situation, as if being the audience watching a horrible travesty. In that moment, you see things as being comical, with no sense at all.

The downside of living with family is that you can't say anything to anyone directly because you are afraid to hurt their feelings, but you tell it to anyone else who would want to hear anyway. The walls have ears and gossip and rumors run their cycle.

Until it reaches the person you are talking about. This is where war and conflicts are bred.

Oooops, I Did It Again!

Yes, i did another stupid thing... tried to contact my ex... and again, made me feel foolish. Well, life's like that. It's a good thing he did'nt say anything bad or sarcastic..well, maybe that's how I would like it see it.


There are times when you do something right, or nice, and the outcome ain't that favourable to you. Whatever you do, you can't seem to escape fate. Take for example Oedipus. A prophecy about him killing his own father and marrying his own mother came true. As a young man, he fled his town to stop this prophecy from being fulfilled. But he did it all unknowingly.

But my point, after all that inane babbling, is that I should be feeling guilty, but am not. The reason for this is, I have no idea why I am feeling guilty with breaking up with my ex.

Unlike Oedipus, it was only natural for him to feel guilty after finding out what he had done, which he had done unkowingly; I have no idea what I have done to deserve what I am going through right now.


I mean, I gave everything that I could have given, and then some...


...maybe that is the problem... I gave too much.


Oh well, c'est la vie.

A lot of things are going through my mind right now, about work and stuff, but I know it's not worth writing about. I don't want to be reminded of the bad things that goes through my life. If you notice, most of the stuff I write seems to revolve around one person. My Ex.

He's worth remembering.

This is sooooo true.

"I created my very own first breakup rule:

Destroy all pictures where he looks sexy and you look
happy.

Breakup rule No. 2: Until emotionally
stabilized, enter no stores.

Breakup rule No. 3:
Never stop thinking about him, even for a moment.
because that's the moment he'll appear.




And finally, the most important breakup rule:


No matter who broke your heart or how long it takes to heal,
you'll never get through it without your friends."

---Carrie Bradshaw, SEX AND THE CITY

Another dreadful week.

After the fun, comes the tragic moments. Thank God its not that tragic. Financially, my resources have dwindled due to some unfortunate circumstances......HAAAAYYYY naku!


Fortunately, I have other resources to rely on, thanks in part to Robie Jones. This guy helps me out a lot.



But, I had to do something drastic. Yes, I sold stuff, I wont mention what, but it soooo hurts me to part ways with them.....hay naku.

Just to get by. I mean, I'm the bread winner here. I don't want to be, but I have to. Its such a huge burden to bare. And no one seems to be helping out, or try to help out. I just wish all of their luck changes so I dont have to work for a while.

We just had our family reunion on the last day of 2005. It was fun, I won a mini-transistor radio that I get to use on my way to work. It helps to dispell the boredom that creeps up to you while travelling.

Travelling is one thing I hate. Actually, what I hate most about it is the way Philippine jeepneys annoy you. I hate the way they drive. It freaks me out when they speed all the way to Buendia, and you're left slightly gasping for life. Not to mention the hazards of getting mugged inside the jeepney. I was a victim once. And it gave me nightmares.

There are also the freakazoids that litter the metro. The spitters, the nose-blowers, the sleeper-come-snorers. The coughers, the snackers, and the dreaded smokers. Don't get me wrong, I mean, I am a smoker myself. But smoking in a crowded jeep with kids or old people beside is a no-no.

What will it take to get an ounce of respect from these people. Lack of education is not an excuse. All of us were born with a certain amount of respect for others. I think they just choose to not excercise that.

That's why I have taken the FX taxies lately. But it too can fall prey to muggers. That's also one reason I don't take my fancy cellphone anymore. I just take my Sun Cellphone on a 3210 Nokia...

Well, that's all for today. Here is a recent pic of me and my niece Jennika. That's my other niece Angie in the background, taken at our house.

YEHEY!Cam Phone!

i BOUGHT A NEW CAM FONE! Yay!

Its a motorola e398, very nice cam, as well as a great mp3 player.


this is a small pic i took of a building in makat.



This one is of my god child named Neo!



this is me and my loving baby boy Rolly.




Just me...

Its just another day... full of rainbows.

Oh well, its been a long while since I last posted here on my blog. A lot of things have happened.


1. I have been elevated as tier 3 support at my current job. Not a lot of perks, more responsibilities, and more stress. Can't complain though.

2. I have my lovelife on full blast, thanks to the one I love. Will post his new pics here.

3. I have another person who I love, whom I treat as my baby boy. He's the best. As time passes (I've known him for 6 year), he grows more handsome.

4. My family is well and happy.

5. I met Vee, Sass, Ate Litz, Issey, Dee, Nadine, Neenahw, and all the people at STRAP.

These are the things I am thankful for. Its been one helluva year, a great ride. With its ups and downs, I managed to stay afloat. Not only that, but the blessings are up to the brim.

I lost some friends, gained new ones. I regret a certain part of my life, but regrets are best kept in the past.

After all the struggles, the seasons of rain... God still kept me under His wings. That means a lot to me.

I'm Sorry

For all the years that I’ve known you baby
I can’t figure out the reason why lately
you’ve been acting so cold (didn’t you say)
if there’s a problem we should work it out
so why you giving me the cold shoulder now
like you don’t want to talk to me girl (tell me)
okay I know I was late again
I made you mad and dinners thrown in (the bin)
but why you making this thing drag on so long (I wanna know)
I’m sick and tired of this silly game
don’t think that I’m the only one here to blame
it’s not me who’s been going round slamming doors

That’s when you turned and said to me
I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong
I just don’t love you no more

Rain outside my window pouring down
what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry
feeling like a fool cos I let you down
now it’s too late to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
you made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

I know that I’ve made a few mistakes
but never thought things would turn out this way
doesn’t make sense to me now that you’re gone (I see it all so clearly)
me at the door with you in a state
giving my reasons but as you look away
I can see a tear roll down your face

That’s when you turned and said to me
I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong
I just don’t love you no more

Rain outside my window pouring down
what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry
feeling like a fool cos I let you down
now it’s too late to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
you made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

Those simple words hit so hard
they turned my whole world upside down
girl you caught me completely off guard
on that night you said to me
I just don’t love you no more

Rain outside my window pouring down
what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry
feeling like a fool cos I let you down
now it’s too late to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
You made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

Dawning of a new day.

My brother just left for Macau.


Its the dawn of a new era for us. Me, my brother, and my Mom.


Most of our lives, we were riding at the back seat. Always the unsung heroes.


My brother, hopefully, will be successful in Macau. My mom in the USA. And me?



Well, I'd rather stay here in Manila.




My Mom and Me

wtf...photobucket...grrrr

look at them pics...oh well, it will reset on the 17th of each month.


hai-yah!

Ahem, Ladies and Gentlemen, JC!

Another guy I met on MySpace, and sure enough, he's one intelligent and handsome dude! Delightful!

Sorry ladies, I had him in my room for a good24 hours.

My New Baby Arvin and Me

We met online. He needed someone to take care of him. I obliged. And gave my love...


Love you sweety!!!