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TWENTYTHIRTEEN

Hello 2013!

While a lot of people complain about getting fat during the long Christmas season and the New Year, I am trying to collect all my thoughts tonight for the 365-day journey I’m about to begin this year.

Early last year after getting into a vehicular accident, I have cared more about the people around me and the things I enjoy doing. Battling to my second life was a struggle and certainly, these circumstances made my 2012.

And like everybody else, I’m now drafting my plans for 2013 before life gets busy again tomorrow.

1. Travel. I’m a fan. This year, I have planned three among others in my mind, Hongkong and Macau and Boracay. Thank goodness, Cebu Pacific gives chances to poor kids like me to still manage to step on other places without worrying much about plane fares.

2. Career. I’m enjoying my job but I still consider getting better opportunities the soonest. So I guess, the first quarter of the year will be about job hunting. Bahala na si batman! 

3. Studies. I’m few units away from completing my Masters degree. This part of the year excites me. And I don’t know if marching some time this year or next year contributes to my career growth. Haha!

4. Love. After last year’s twists and turns, I’m thankful I still feel sane about this thing. And unlike my job, I’m not into love-hunting. (P.S. For the record, I welcomed 2013 without changing partner unlike the past 5 years of my life. Dako na jud ko.)

5. Etcetera.

  • Getting to shape this year. Chos
  • Lesser bisyo, thanks to Sin Tax! 🙂
  • Pay bills on time. Gawd!
  • Explore greater heights.
  • American series overload.
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                                                Happy New Year!

There is nothing so novel about my plans, I suppose. But this should be a more exciting year. And I’m claiming this to be a better year to me, my friends and my family.

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Blah-Blah, 2011!

2011 has been a very long road trip. Encounters. Minor accidents. Giving way. Detours. U-turns. Smooth road. Humps. Humps. Humps.

But before I get to another blind curve, it surely feels good to have a retrospective look at the rear view mirror for the twists and turns I had on a 12-month drive.

1st stop: The end of the callboy experience

My best team. Team Lyra. I miss youuuuu so much!

Some of the real friends I found in Suth. I know you all miss me. Haha!

I was reading my 2010 year-end post where I wrote,   ‘But I admit I need to leave the job soon to find what’s best for me.’ Indeed, I left before the last quarter of the month. But I am happiest with my then job. Graveyard. Vices. Good pay. Parties. Everything. It was even tough leaving the company because of the people I enjoyed working with. But I had to and I know I made the right choice.

2nd stop: Back-to-school

Hello graduate school! I didn’t want to but I have to. I need to make the most out of my idle days. But I’m enjoying, except that statistics is still there and the feeling is still mutual, we both bore each other.

3rd stop: On-the-spot trips

At Blue Jazz. Because we're just crazy like that!

We always get hyped on water, eh? Haha! Pools and beaches are the best escapes from the stressful work environment and the above pic is certainly one of the best.

4th stop: New gang

Meet the porn stars, beybeh!

Did you notice I always introduce new set of friends every year-end post? Haha! Alas! I have new friends this year again. The best people to eat with, to watch movie with, to act diva with.

5th stop: Big Joe

axe.

How do I say this with much subtlety?  Well I promised to name names and Axe, you are one of the many friends I have that I will always be thankful for. And I guess, most of the days this year, we were together. Boardmates. 😀 Thank you for being the best person to cry on, for laughing even at my worst jokes, for spoiling me with your recipes. For the record, I am happy with the new path you’re taking, your lovelife, your career and everything you’ve been enjoying lately. I can only hope for the best for you. Cheers!

6th stop: The beejayentee drama

meet my co-histrionic friend.

sometimes we look semi-humans.

I’m making this the highlight of the year. Perhaps, everything changed because of this person. My friends say I’ve changed. Made me quit smoking, made me act weird, made me eat my pride, made me carbonara (HAHA!). Anyhoe, meet NT. And he brought drama drastically to my life. But he’s more than that. He is a bestfriend, an older sib and younger sib at the same time, a teacher, a disciplinarian, a hero and the best sleeping buddy. Haha! Thank you, NT, for bringing me to a new and different side of the world (Blah blah. Whatever they think of this line). I look forward to a new year of adventure with you.

7th stop: I’m back to the real world

YES! Before the year ends, I am proud to say I am back to the corporate world. New challenge. New environment. Thank you, pag-ibig.

This has been a good year, I must say. I’ve had enough taste of good career, happy family, and interesting affairs (be it decent or otherwise. HAHA!). And I guess, this is the right time for me to express how grateful I am to everybody who became a part of my year’s journey. Thank you, friends and lovers. 

Come 2012, I know better things await my way. I’m excited. That orgasmic feeling. Yes. Orgasmic.

Thank you, 2011! Welcome and give us a bang, 2012!

p.s.: This year gave me the first car accident experience. Just earlier, I accidentally bumped the back part of the car infront of me while maneuvering my way to the exit. Thank you, NT, for saving me from that trouble.

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‘You’re cool man!’

Hail to this nonsense/self-indulgent/(insert word here) blog for being a relatively talk-of-the-town today. Haha!

First, I got a call from a hopefully future employer saying they want to take a peek on this which obviously had me panicking. Second, a first-time reader left a seriously note-worthy comment on my then blogpost which had me laughing up to this writing.

The latter made me think, actually, that if I were ‘otherwise,’ will I be as cheesy as this? Or will I even write to celebrate the love I have? The answer is uncertain. My imagination limits me to think beyond what I enjoy as of the moment.

Moving forward, I’m blogging to post some important snapshots of what made my life a lot less boring lately.

TEQUILA SUNRISE, beybeh, during my partner's pre-birthday celebration! Gawd, this is sweet.

 

Tuna Pesto especially made by my partner. I actually tried the carbonara but wasn't able to take a pic of it. It tastes delicious as it appears. Good job, loves!

 

Of course, our 2nd monthsary. It was, hopefully, the last most 'quiet' (literally) monthsary moving forward. I made the wrong move, stressed and pissed my partner. If you were seated next to us in the coffee shop, you'd surely think we were complete strangers. No words were heard from us. But all izz well and I brought home that raspberry almond before the night ended. Thoughtful, eh? 🙂 (p.s.: i promise i won't be late for a date again. :D)

 

That’s it for now. I’m bad at ending my stories.

Sorry.

 

 

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Hey, it’s the 3rd of the month!

I am munching over a piece of cupcake as I write this. No. Not the ordinary cupcake, you said. You bragged about getting a piece of it for a hundred or so. But it’s expensively satisfying.

Today is our first monthsary. 3rd of October.  No. Today is actually the 4th. But we decided to pre-set our minds that today is the 3rd and it’s final, you said. Yes. We moved the date. We shuffled them. It’s true. Love can move dates, said a friend. For all the possible reasons you think, we only have one for doing this. We want to be together on this day.

I had to wait for my partner's arrival earlier after a week's vacay in bora and manila. Thus, making today the 3rd of october

I don’t think I need to write an entry about monthsaries. But I felt the need to blab something about today since everything went weird. Not the usual. Not the ideal. Unplanned. Now that’s the term there, unplanned.

Maybe we were too dependent with our come-what-may-what-abt-this-or-that attitude.

Or maybe my partner isn’t just the typical hello-babe-let’s-have-dinner-somewhere.

Or maybe I should stop being too dramatic about monthsaries. Eh?

Or maybe I swallowed something. Ahh, my tongue.

And/or maybe, it’s time to move on with the typical idea of monthsary what-have-yous.

I’m happy though regardless of what happened earlier. No dinner date. No movie for the both of us only (we were with friends earlier anyway). No sex longer quality time.

I saw you smile. You held my hand while driving. We talked a little. We laughed bigtime.

That made everything special. I am no longer the kid who longs for monthsary dinners. I’ve changed. I can make every 3rd of the month extra special by doing something unusual. Moving the date’s just the start.

I’m loved. I’m in-love. That’s what matters most.

And I swear, this ‘odd’ day will be remembered forever. 🙂

 

Thank you for the sweets. Sonja's chocolate overload (but deformed) cupcake is the best. Royce Chocolates are BESTEST!

 

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Gunshots no more

Remember, if you smoke after sex you’re doing it too fast.

-Woody Allen

I could vividly recall how I tried to keep every stick of cigarette from my college roommate’s eyes then. It gives me goosebumps every time I recall sneaking out from the house at 12 midnight to light a stick when everybody in the house is already sound asleep. Years back, my classmates during our senior year complain a lot at how I diffuse the smell of a lit cigar in an airconditioned room.

I smoked.  It started with 1 stick. The next day it’s 2. Then it’s 3. Until a pack of 20’s a day. It started with lights. Explored Gudang. Tried Dunhill Frost (and liked it so much). Sipped Capri. Puffed on a Black Bat’s smoke. Threw Black Devil’s cigarette butt. But everything lasted with Red.

As I write this, I want to press Ctrl + A, delete and then run to the nearest store to get one stick. But no. There are a number of times where I stood by my decision, proving I can do this even without having somebody else’s support. Many shot glasses passed by me without clipping a stick in between. I have had morning and evening coffee without its bestfriend, the smoke. And you’re anticipating it right, no smoke after sex.

But more than anything else, I want to share how this decision was made. I had 4 partners (too few, eh?), almost all not wanting me to smoke except for 1 who is a heavier smoker than me. I have had a number of attempts at putting an end to this guilty pleasure by convincing myself that I don’t like smoking at all. Unfortunately, I ended up not believing myself. Then came this God-knows-who someone. Yes, my partner. And after convincing me to stop smoking, I did. No further argument. No counter-attack. Simply making love work at its finest.

Ofpuffsandshots. There’s no point changing the name of this blog. This is still the blog that tells all about my guilty pleasures. The puffs. The shots. And more stories of being drunk, getting into fights, trying some weird posish.

p.s.: Woody Allen was right. When you don’t smoke, you don’t need to speed things up while on bed.

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Of changes and chocolates

Been typing, deleting, typing, pressing backspace, until totally shutting down the computer. For the past weeks, I have been so careful with my posts, my status messages in facebook, my tweets… everything that I used to do when I was still a social-networking-rat! The reason? I’m into an attempt to make a change. Haha!

Anyway, this blog always includes some catching-up about me though I know nobody cares. But I’ll blurt things out and my whereabouts for the days between the previous post and this. No need to freak out, there are just three major things I want to share.

1. I resigned from my first job. Yes, after 1 year and 6 months as a callboy, I finally decided to look for a job that is in harmony with my career goals. Eh? So after resigning, I left Davao (after a 6-year stay) and moved back to my hometown, Poland. I turned my back from the city lights, the busy roads, the traffic, the freedom, the parties, the coffee shops, the malls and restaurants, the real lovely friends. Now, things have changed. Been saving for school next sem, been sleeping during normal hours, been eating my favorite food, been enjoying life minus noise.

2. I QUIT SMOKING! I remember my thesis adviser told me this when we were cramming for my analytical framework: Dong, kanang yosi, inom ug laag, i-enjoy jud na habang bata pa. Pero pag 25 na ka, undangi na na tanan kay di na maayo. And now I’m 22. Too early to quit but I am more than decided to do this! Lately, drinking coffee needs no stick. Meals don’t need sticks after. Doing number 2 doesn’t require a stick. Drinking is fine without stick. And, after sex is better without a stick. This is sacrifice. This is commitment.

3. I am in-love, to the nth. And I know you will read this one of these days. The box of chocolates. Suntok sa buwan. The detractors. And the upcoming 1-day Cebu tour which excites us both, not because of the activities that await us there, but because we certainly are uncertain about what’s gonna happen there. (ang giluod, hikog!)

There are many things to look forward to. No turning back this time. All eyes set to what the future has for me.

 

 

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Strangers, again.

Let this video speak for this post.

If life separates us, and tomorrow we will be in different places, remember I will always be thankful about the days I had with you. I hope you do the same.

I hope every stage is about chasing.

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