Posts Tagged ‘reality’

‘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.





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Who holds the key?

Sanguine ka man actually pero you’re leaning towards a personality na makontento na lang kung unsa naa. Simple lang kung mangandoy pero I still believe na there’s a fire in you pud. Mura ka’g doll na de susi. Gahulat lang susian para mulihok.


(Spare me. Don’t ask for any english translation of the above statement. This isn’t Miss U.)

Because when we talk, everything makes sense.

And that a listening ear and an open heart are what it takes to make someone move. 🙂

Sometimes, it pays to have someone who makes you feel there’s more to life than settling to what it actually offers you. I can do better once my turn knocks. I just need a push. And my friend just did it.

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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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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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Let go, Let God!

Finally! I’m induced to the fact that one of the hardest things to do (ever) is to convince yourself that you are happy even if you’re not, really not! For the countless hours that passed, I have had the quietest times of my life and most were spent blaming myself why some things had to end up the way they were right now. I beg you who happens to read this blog up to this very word for this relatively high-context post but I think this is the only place I can run to right now to speak my heart out, to speak my mind out. I can’t run to all my friends. They all have their lives to live. So right now, when everybody’s bound to sleep, I am writing this nonsense, self-indulgent post hoping that this perturbed feeling would ease up.

I cannot count the bottle of beers I chugged the moment life made me realize of its appalling side. I cannot count the number of sticks I sipped just to make myself busy – that is, lighting, sipping, puffing, and self-talking. I know it sounds odd… and weird but I did all the things I need to do to make myself busy, to bring myself in high spirits, to make myself forget the things that should not bother me. And it’s as much frustrating and disappointing to apprehend, in the end, that the beers and sticks were just total waste of money because after all, they don’t make me feel better.

Maybe this is the price I have to pay for some good fortune that happened to me. I now earn my own money, I passed a North-American qualifying exam, I can now pay my own phone and internet bills, I have new good friends who I can laugh with, and what have you. See? At least that part of me is something I can really be proud of as of the moment.

For now, I can only consider this chapter as a fraction of what I have to experience in my quarter-life crisis year. Or so I believe. Cliché as it may sound but I am charging all these to experience, nothing more, nothing less. I may have faced some harsh realities but I won’t allow any of them to eat me up. I know I will be a better person because I choose to move on and continue trudging. I don’t know what happens next though. I leave it all to my Omnipotent Being.

P.S.: It’s even sadder to consider deleting this site because I think, it all started here. 😦

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so long…

life's about fun. cheers!

Tonight, i can wear the happiest mask. I can dance. I can write. I can smile my heart out.

Tomorrow, i will remove the mask. I will face reality. I will again experience its harshness.

The next day, I will wear the happiest mask again. I will see to it that life is played the best way. I will continue to trudge the things I’ve been waiting for quite a time now.

The next days, I hope to have a forgiving heart. Spare me that.

But tonight, I am thankful I have a good heart and a better head. Tonight, I can only be very sure of my decision. 😦

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I’ve been away for almost a month. A friend asked me to write about the details regarding my absence. I told her it’s rated PG and today is not yet my final comeback! Seriously, what she asked me to do made me ponder on the things i did for the past month. I was out mainly for three things: to make friends, to be a boyfriend, to have fun!

no, i'm not in Saudi Arabia right now.

With the very short span of time, I never thought I’d meet lots of good people from all walks of life. I met a former financial analyst from BDO, a former nurse in Makati Medical Center, a former crew in HardRock Cafe in Hollywood, a former Japan entertainer, a former product specialist in Makati, and more formers. And now we’re all under a single umbrella. So when they asked me ‘what about you?,’ my answer would always be ‘i am a former houseboy, a former blog-rat.’ I didn’t know we all would make perfect gang. Lately, going home at 3 or 4am is not an issue anymore since Mr. HardRock Cafe drives us home every night outs. That assurance means getting it’s ok to get too drunk, more puking moments and more parteyyys.

Second, I am a boyfriend again! Cheers. Last Thursday was our first monthsary so we went out to eat somewhere. Then we chilled with friends and drank till 3am. The best part will always be the after-party, you know why. My partner is a reader so I won’t dig into details. PM me if you want details. Weh.

Finally, everything’s fun for the past month. Meet-ups with a lot of friends — my BT friends at Zabadani, Suckingbird Keller and Hellen Keller at Pacific Harbor, Ron and Hapi at what-have-you, other college friends at my place, and… i get tired thinking about the hangovers. More to these, I also eat a lot lately. Now it’s more than thrice a day, Gawd!

the girls of BT, still the same.

I surely missed a lot of things though. I missed blogging. I missed unlimited rice back home. I missed SHOWTIME. I missed stalking. I missed oversleeping. And counting.

This is not my final comeback. I just blogged to update. I still have days to come to make more friends, to be a good boyfriend, and to have more fun. 😉

Have a blessed holy week, everyone!

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