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get some sleep!

2010-09-09T12:49:00.001+08:00

it wasn't until past 9AM when i checked my messages. there were 4 of
them and 2 came from Jerome. 1st message was sent around 640AM and he
is on his way to UP. yeah, go figure. again for the nth time, he
slept late again. yeah, around 5AM and up by 6AM. the next message
came in during his break, around 8AM.
i know for a fact that he will be very busy with the upcoming shoot
this weekend. meeting with the prePROD crew is today. how on earth
can you do it if you barely had a shut eye. tsk tsk tsk. im hoping he
gets it through the day and not pass out from being dead tired.

it's almost 1PM, no message from him. either he is busy with the
meeting or bundled somewhere and getting the sleep he needs.

**SIGH**

Goodbye Planet Romeo

2010-09-03T19:21:00.001+08:00

It has been what? a little less than a year. I have fallen in love,
fell out of it and yes, maybe fall in love again? who knows?
this is what planet romeo has given me. a whirlwind love affair of
sorts. now, i can honestly say, i am tired and i need to rest.

Thank you Planet Romeo. You are indeed the friendliest planet in the
whole universe =)

Count Cockula

2009-10-25T09:31:00.001+08:00

I only have 6 days to find a really nice costume for Halloween. Look
what the folks at Fleshjack sent me.
Now, I am torn in buying this one or come as a renegade soldier.

Love ko to

2009-10-13T19:28:00.000+08:00

McDonalds with Greg. While waiting for Josh. What to order? Hmmmm

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Test drive new apps

2009-10-12T02:13:00.001+08:00

Just like the signature below says...

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Ala-eh...

2009-10-12T01:46:00.001+08:00

I blog because it liberates me. Love the feeling that I can vent out,
rant, rave or even gossip and later on, look back on what it was all
about.
Then, seeing my cool and (few) loyal readers. It's always nice to see
them checking out my blog and making comments. I am getting online
love and you guys just made it possible.

Now, I am going to make a special shout out to one particular visitor
from San Juan, Batangas.
This fella religiously visits my blog all the time and I am at awe
that in times of no posts being made. This visitor never cease to
check my blog out.

So there, my lovely and loyal fan from Batangas. I would like to know
you and hopefully chat with you in real time. You can send me a
private message and let me know of your chat ID so I can thank you
personally.

Sunday at Kanin Club

2009-10-06T09:40:00.011+08:00

I woke up late than usual and with it, comes with a ginormous appetite for the vernacular.

So right after I had ZRyan tires checked, I picked up my phone and dialed my closest demi socialite friends for a nice lunch, in a laid back and with honest to goodness pinoy fare this part of the metro and no less than Kanin Club.

In a matter of 2 hours. The Southern Demi Socialites managed to get their asses out of their buodoir and out on the streets to lunch.

When I got to Kanin Club, there was a long line of other customers. Mostly families with their lolo's or babies in tow, braving the mid day sun, patiently waiting to be seated. I walked up to the counter and asked the wait staff for a table. She asked for my name and soon as she started writing, my face cringed when I saw number 9 on the list. Looks like it's going to be quite a wait.

10 minutes, 25 minutes after and several changed standing locations while checking out the menu outside. We were finally called in to be seated.

Then there is another waiting game... for the food to arrive

But it's all worth the wait, if it's this scrumptious

Tasty pinakbet

The famous crispy dinuguan

Bistek tagalog

Enjoying the food like this one...

AND MORE =)

But some people are happy and busog...

Some, can't get enough...

Others, never get full

However, some are still waiting outside when lunch time is almost over.

Blame it on the rain

2009-10-04T12:01:00.001+08:00

Fine, the whole month of September and fuckit, October has been wet
wet all over.
Not, only it has drenched my date-life but it totally rained on my
parade! Mr. Ornstein is definitely waiting for me!

So there. I have finally vented out.
B.I.T.C.H babawi tayo, okay?

Sinta Remix

2009-09-09T09:35:00.005+08:00

This song goes to James.
I was in stitches when I saw this one. Almost knocked my coffee off the table.

Abel-Iluko Blanket

2009-09-01T12:20:00.005+08:00

When I started planning this Vigan trip. I only have 2 things on my mind: Tongson's Royal bibingka and Abel-Iluko blankets.
Thoughts of burnay or shall I say, pottery also came into mind but it's just damn too heavy and bulky to stuff it at the back of the car so what the heck! I say pass. At least I have another reason to go back and go pottery shopping-spree.

It was a Monday, right around breakfast time. We headed straight to Ining Ramos' store at the Vigan town market before actually grabbing some food to eat. I made chika chika with manang Chris and started my search for the perfect king size Abel-Iluko blanket. There she showed me variety of sizes and colors to choose from, but I opted for the simple and elegant off white blankets that I so love. First, I just needed to pick out the "paki bili" (buy me) blankets for dear friends and once its all done... I can hear myself singing, "It's my turn".

Manang Chris showed me a few special order designs that she asked her assistant to pull out from the storage. Two different weave pattern, both divine and a little more expensive than the rest. My eyes were popping out and the greedy monster in me was saying.... buy both! buy both! even if I was armed with "preferred Vigan family discount" I choose a much simpler design -perfect for my bed. She also pulled a matching pair of pillow cases to go with the blanket. My heart was already racing and my jaw dropped to the floor. My day was panning out perfectly.

I made my purchase and promised to return again to make more purchase. Manang Chris was so happy. I even told her that I need to take pictures so I can blog about this and make the whole world know about her fabulous blankets and sorts. Who knows? people reading my blog or simply people searching for Abel-Iluko blankets can read about them here. So if ever you are in Vigan town. Head straight to the town market. Forget about Crisologo street. The prices there are way expensive and 98% of the blankets being sold there came from the town market. Who knows? it may came from Ining Ramos' treasure trove.

Insomnia

2009-08-13T21:37:00.001+08:00

This song just made me be-bopping the whole day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85FTfVamAyo&feature=related

Sexy Chinese food

2009-08-05T11:37:00.001+08:00

Here it is! the ultra sexy chinese food of mighty new york city has
finally arrived in Miami.

Yes, Mr. Chow has added extra scorching points to the already hot
streets of south beach.
what to expect? the usual formula: awesome chefs, gorgeous space,
fabulous artwork and peppering of a-list celebrity and bcbg locals
(ermm ermm, gian?)

fucktabulously wicked!
now, thats a happy ending :)

My new boyfriend...

2009-07-31T01:25:00.001+08:00

His name is Z.Ryan
He is sooo hot.

sick

2009-07-09T10:13:00.001+08:00

trying my best to type and post something in here.
im sick.

4th of July

2009-07-04T20:29:00.001+08:00

Happy 4th of July guys.
nothing much to say because I will be celebrating on the side lines :(
hermit mode, ACTIVATE!

wednesday night

2009-07-02T12:02:00.001+08:00

its supposed to be a fun night but yeah, i am sad :(
miss him a lot.

Short but very sweet

2009-06-19T07:00:00.007+08:00

It's good to be blogging again after a very long time. Yeah, for the nTH time, I have deliberately refrained from blogging. There were just way too many distractions going on and my mind is not really up for it. But yeah, it's good to be back and even if it's short - let me tell you all that it's literally sweet.

I got back home a little after 5PM, loaded my laundry and changed my bed sheets. Mom started fixing the deep fried chicken soon as she entered the kitchen. I gave her the hot sauce - the same kind you use for buffalo wings but our chicken are all big pieces of drumstick. I don't care about those tiny wings that you only get a morsel of meat on it. NAH! I want it meaty.

After dinner, I remembered this pint of sin that I picked up from the store...

and more...

I only made it halfway and decided to save some for later. It's just too much. I can't get enough of it - just like this person I love so dearly *wink*

Happy Hearts Day

2009-05-21T10:46:00.001+08:00

Yan! may bf na si James.
Yeeeehah!

WTF?!

2009-05-18T23:39:00.002+08:00

I hardly ever go twitting using my laptop and when I finally did....
this is what I SAW...

I let out a big laugh when this page came up. Like, WTF?
Then I thought, maybe twitter should give it a go to even just a small IPO. I bet I am not the only one looking or asking for it. But seriously, even if IPO's are endangered species in Wall Street at the moment. I will buy a block or two of Twitter before Google gobble them up :)

Twitter later!

I want this for my Birthday

2009-05-15T04:32:00.005+08:00

Well, my birthday is next month and I have been seriously window shopping online for something really snazzy to buy for myself or somebody will buy for me *wink* *wink* as a present. So far, this cuff is just too pretty not to consider. Have a look.

In case you want to get this for me, you can do so right here: Giles & Brother

and if you do... I will make you as my first born baby's Godfather or Godmother.

Fleet Week

2009-05-14T08:23:00.003+08:00

Land ahoy!!!!!!!!

sounds familiar? what about this one, Men Ahoy!!!!!!

Now that sounds better especially this coming May 20th.

Why?

Well, in case you don't know. It's Fleet Week in NYC and I tell you, It's going to be raining (sea)MEN all over Manhattan island.

Every year since 1984, the city of New York celebrates this much awaited event where Gotham citizens get to enjoy a celebration of the sea services. Not to mention it is NYC unofficial Gay holiday, where thousands of proud and hot men from US Navy, Marines & U.S. Coast Guard ships come to shore.

This annual event provides the city a first look into military demonstrations, displays (oh, yes!) and public visitation of many of the participating ships. Sounds like fun? I tell you, it is and always is. In fact, it reminds me of my long time ago celebration of Fleet Week back in the dark ages (1993) where I had my fair share of booze, fun and uniform men. There I met Todd. I am not sure where he is from but he was tall, dirty blonde and totally eye-candy.

We met somewhere near Washington square where I was coming from The Mercer Street residence. I saw him right away for obvious reasons and i flashed him a smile. He caught it and kept on looking back until he followed me and gather enough courage to ask me something really stupid - directions to Bleecker street which is just right around the corner. I knew right away that I have just caught a mighty fish! We got to talking and there he told me that it was his first trip to the city. Being a city slicker myself, I offered him some points on where to go and what to do. Then he asked me if I would like to give him a personal tour instead. In my mind, I was already celebrating and could see fireworks all over. I gladly said, yes.

Later that day, we met again and this time on Waverly Place, also right around the area of Washington square. I was standing at the corner of Ave of the Americas and Waverly Place fidgeting and thinking what if he forgets or simply put, a no show. Like what they say to all sailors: A Girl in every port. Well in my case, a young man. From a distance I saw him walking and waving with a big smile on his face. I suddenly got so nervous that I started puffing and puffing my cigarettes and completely forgot to throw it away. He walked up and was surprised to see me smoking. He then said, Oh I didn't know you smoke. Come on, give me a stick. I reached into my pockets and handed him a pack. Then he said, how am i suppose to light this? I started laughing and said, oh sorry, I am just admiring your uniform. Then he lit up and smiled back.

We walked around a thousand blocks totally oblivious of really where to go. For some reason, I was parading him around NYU like i just won the lottery or was given a Rhodes scholarship and this sailor is going to sail with me to England! HAH! Then It hit me, this guy do want to see the city so I took him to Joe's pizza on Bleecker and 7th ave. It is a small place but they do serve the best pizza there is. We stayed inside and continued talking for I don't know how long. Time was really not a problem and we were enjoying every minute of it. Night fall, I have to run back home and change. I asked him to come with me and we can hit the bars after. Well, we stayed home longer than expected (*wink* *wink*) and it was already past 11pm when we finally made it to the bars. I called some friends and told them I am bringing someone to the bar and they should restrain themselves and be "nice". All the while they thought it was just "another" student from Wagner and they said alright. The minute we walked in, I saw their jaws dropped to the floor and soon after started waving at me and Todd to come over. A little introduction here and there and we sat. The guys were interviewing him incessantly. He was smiling at me and yet gripping my hand. It was my queue to excuse ourselves from the pack of wolves. We walked out of the bar and walked a little. I was so surprised when he kissed me on the lips right out there on the streets! It was like a David LaChapelle photo! We ended up being alone after that until the following morning.

The Fleet week came to an end and we said our goodbyes. It was one memorable experience for me and it will never be forgotten. What I liked about it was, we were living each moment as it is. No questions, no ifs, no buts. Just plain bliss as I showed him the city and enjoy each others company. Years have passed and I still remember him every now and then. Question's like whatever happened to my sailor? Where is he now? Should I contact Department of Defense? Is he married now? kids? But one thing is for sure. He had left me an indelible fixation to uniforms.

So for you people out there. I say, in this lifetime, you should experience Fleet week at least once which ever possible way you can imagine and make it something to last you a lifetime.

The Tale of the Missing Rootbeer Soda

2009-04-28T06:16:00.001+08:00

I know, I know...
It's been awfully long time since I made my last post. Been actually
avoiding it just for you guys to miss me. Even one of my girl friends
said "baduy ng blog, no post". Yeah, I hear you. There are many
reasons why the lack of post but I am not going to tell you.
Shempre, pa mysterious ng konti.

Anyhow, today I was sorta pissed. I took out a big ass bottle of
rootbeer soda for lunch. A few of the guys helped themselves and
there was at least half a bottle of it left for me. Not that I will
be drinking it in one sitting, but hey! it's my soda and there should
be more for me to consume. So there, around 4pm after I got up from
my nap. I headed out to the kitchen and looked for something to
drink. I remembered the soda and got me a big tall glass and filled
it with crushed ice from the dispenser. When I opened the fridge, my
big ass rootbeer soda is gone! someone had helped himself and leaving
me only with a freaking mouthful of it. I'm not kidding when I say a
MOUTHFUL. The contents that was left could hardly fill a small coffee
cup.

I stood for another minute looking at the evidence. My mind was
already plotting a genocide.

Then I closed the fridge door and sat on a chair by the kitchen
counter and staring on the floor.

Who the hell, drank it?

I saw Steve walked out of his room. Asked him and said, he did not
drink any of it apart from the share he got during lunch. Okay, I said.
Then minutes later, Josh came around the kitchen and I asked him the
same. His reply was, I don't like rootbeer soda. I said, fine.

Probably another 15 minutes have passed and Reggie walked in. I asked
if he drank my soda. His reply was a "no".

Now, I am getting really pissed thinking who the fuck emptied out my
soda bottle. I hate it when people steal specially - FOOD or anything
edible. That just ticks me off.
Tomorrow, I am going to get another bottle of soda and piss on it.
Heck! half a gallon of piss and toilet water for all I care and teach
those bastards a lesson. Let's see who gets sick first.

ARGGGGGGG

and another one...

2009-04-25T12:10:00.001+08:00

"We all try to hide from feelings of love, until we choose to accept them, for the fear of being hurt, being used, feeling heartache, having that pain, and building up a wall."

Thought for the day

2009-04-25T05:41:00.001+08:00

"When we talk about our hurt it gradually ceases to have power over us and - step by step - we recover."

Le Target

2009-03-29T06:50:00.003+08:00

Looky loo! what do I have in here from Target? stacks of Powerade sports drink.

Yes, I just have to HOARD big time.

Come on! for an 8-pack at $3.99, who wouldn't?

Besides, I drink up a lot of these stuff when I go to the gym. It's better that I get it cheap rather than pay $1 & change for the same thing at the gym.

After Target, I went to BestBuy to check for new gadgets.There were the usual suspects like PCs, home theater stuff, loads of cell phones and accessories and yes, vacuum cleaners too. Unfortunately, nothing really new interests me because I am practically in and out of the store 2-4x a week. So I just left.

Darn! if I wear my electric blue piqued shirt and khakis. I can really pass for a Sales Associates there. Oh well, I will be there again next week. *wink*