... and the bigger bed

... love the sheets.

Changes..

I made a few changes to how my place looks like. Do tell me your thoughts. =)

Happy Anniversary to ICON

Hey guys, don't forget to check out the latest issue of ICON (iconmag.com.ph) magazine. They will be launching their anniversary issue next week. I just might be on it. *crossed fingers*

My Next Big Purchase

Right now I'm contemplating on getting myself the new iPOD Nano (unless of course folks from Singapore, HK, or the US are nice enough to give this to me as a birthday gift). I just love how it looks. You know me, STYLE OVER SUBSTANCE (thanks to To Wong Foo).

Help me out, if I get it, I'm only going to pay roughly P1,600 ($25) per month for 12 months. Hmmm. That ain't bad right?

I WANT MY NANO!!!!



but wait, there's more... I WANT IT IN BLACK!

New Phone

For quite a while now I was using the company provided phone which is a Nokia 6600. I brought it with me everywhere I went, even abroad. Lately, however, I wanted to get one for myself. One that I could call my own. More recently, a phone model caught my eye. I can't remember when I fell in love with flip-phones but this one just had to be mine.

Nokia 6101


I'm just so happy with this new no frills phone that I am now writing about it. It takes really decent pictures. Has got your basic needs. No bluetooth though so I just bought a cable to connect it to my PC. I love how it feels and the big buttons on the keypad. Lastly, I love the flip and how it contours to my huge face. HAHAHA.

Thank GOD they offered it at a 0% interest monthly payment scheme. (oh yeah, the photo below was taken using my new phone)

C'est Moi

Just in case you are all interested in seeing what I look like now.. here yah go! :)

Slow Weekend

Started the weekend in a weird way. Friday night was for judging this turnabout pageant a small part of the company did. Hillarious as shit. I had tons of fun and I'm glad they invited me. Got freebies too. GCs from Starbucks and a leather note pad holder. Plus got to eat dinner for free. Haha.

Saturday morning was a photoshoot for Animo magazine. I was with my choir friends as the magazine will be coming up with a 3-page article on us. Cool huh? Most likely it would be published by December. I'd have to remind myself to get me a copy of that issue.

The rest of the day was ho hum, had lunch at recipes after the shoot (which I dressed up for, why not?). Then proceeded on to the condo with a friend while my hubby is with his friend. After a few hours of internet-ing, my friend and I decided to pamper ourselves so we went to a "spa". He had a facial, I had my foot spa (as I've had my facial the week prior). After over an hour, my feet were too relaxed to even move. My friend was already finished with his facial, which he recommends as a penitenciary rite for Holy Week. I on the other had still had my cleaning. Two hours, and I'm done. Wow! That's worth the money. Feet're pampered. SWEET!

Off to home to meet up with a couple of other friends hanging out. Got there with the folks dying to eat (who's stopping them). Grabbed dinner at 7-Eleven and munched on the food while watching uhm, I can't remember what we were actually watching. I think we were that hungry.

Took the chance in watching Mean Girls again, that's one helluva movie. I LOVE IT! I wish I were Lindsey. hahahaha. Kiddin'

Proceeded to update ourselves with PinoyBigBrother (pinoybigbrother.com) to find out who got the boot. I swear these Filipino reality shows are driving me nuts. Well, this one mostly. I can't believe they dragged on with the first send off for TWO WHOLE HOURS!! SHEESH! To top it off, the boot out the hottest guy on the show!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS COUNTRY! hahahaha... Anyhoo...

Today would be labor intensive. We're getting a new bed. Sorta. I'm getting my queen sized bed from my parents' house and return their bed. I miss that Ethan Allen knock off. Sigh. HAHAHAHA. I can't wait!!!

Check yeah'all laterz.

One of em days

Thank GOD for DSL at home, I get to update my blog every so often without the watchful eyes at work. Hahaha. As if I actually care!

Got to finish the entire Monday without a significant task completed. And I'm complaining why I didn't get uber snaps for my performance last year. Hahahaha. Oh wellz.

Got to call one of my bestest pals in the whole wide world and talked about boys. Why the fuck they control us that much, I would know! It's all about our egos I think. I feel that us fab folks with a huge (but in a good way) ego, tend to want someone who's mostly dominant. You know, someone who can subdue us. If not subdue, at least tame. I'll leave submissiveness to the bedroom, if you know what I mean. ;)

So anyhoo, like I was saying, work went by hohumly so that ain't sooooo exciting. Tried calling a few peeps to check on my "moving on initiative" and to no avail, YET. I'm hoping in the next couple of weeks, there would be more developments with that.

Sigh.

I'm just probably hungry. I can't wait to watch Darna and Encantadia this week. It's going to be the last month for the former, while the plot thickens in the latter tv show. :)

I'll head on off for dinner now, I'll drop by soon again! Glad to see I'm doing this once more. Missing it actually. :) HUGS TO MY BLOG!

... my juicy life and my juicy music ...

Yeah... the title that stuck with me for ages... since friggin' 2002!!!

And I haven't fucking posted a single thing for fucking 3 months!!!

It can mean two things, either I have a new life... or I'm just bored out of my wits to even find the time to write something about my stupid little life.

But then, I think it's both.

Ladies and gentlemen, in my absence I have had the weirdest of rides from sharp curves to bumpy and muddy roads. It's a good thing, I'm a decent driver, and quite the adventurer, really.

On the career front, I'm dying to leave here. I just don't have the strength (i.e. I'm just too fucking stubborn) to move on.

Let's just leave it at that for now. I'll just be thankful I even had the motivation to post. Maybe this will get me started again. I want a new template. I need a fresh start. If anyone of you out there knows of a good and clean looking template, drop me comment! :D MWAHS!

Who can resist that beach!!!!???!!!!

Looking at the sailboat we're riding in a few hours

Boracay 2005

One of the highlights of this year's summer, Boracay will always be paradise for me. Too much has been said about this island so I'll let the pictures speak for her.

SORRY!!

Quick updates before I get killed by my friends...

- concert last Saturday (April 30) was a success. Great job by all of us from the choir!
- leaving for Boracay tomorrow!!! WIPEEEEE....

finally, the last major update will be posted in due time. HAHAHAHAHA :P

Ok ok..

... here's the thing. My mom just texted me this lunch time that based on a prediction by a blessed nun(?), there will be a massive earthquake in the next 20 minutes here in the Philippines. EGAD!

So anyway, my mom pleaded with me to leave this building so that I would at least be safe during that time. Now I don't know if I should bring my laptop with me... hmm... let's see what happens.

This Ain't Right

I just got back from choir practice. Voice a tad hoarse. I wanna smoke a cig but crap, I forgot to buy one. I'm oddly sad. God knows why.

I feel like life now has been hazy for me. Sure, I should be basking in the glory of independence (or to some, not living at my parents' house anymore), but I just don't know what's wrong with me.

I read my friends' blogs and I feel a tinge of animosity from their latest experiences. I feel lonely. That's it. Lonely.

It's happened many years ago that I missed out on making better friends of a certain group. Now they've all moved on, and sadly, without me. They're doing well and the chances God gives me to see them on certain occasions are very much welcome. I am happy for all the successes they are getting.

Lately, having gone through what seemed like one of the toughest decisions of my recent life, I still am not at peace with myself. I feel robbed. Again, I don't know why.

I miss seeing my Southie friends. I wish I were with them more. Jealous, maybe, with the fact that they are enjoying themselves here and that they're enjoying without me.

Well, to make things feel better, I do like the evenings I spend with my friends from work. Spending almost every night at Oakwood, at a friend's apartment. Spending weekends at the pool and getting tanned. But I'm again struck with the fact that these people are leaving very very soon. In a couple of months, I'll be lonely and cooped in my condo. All by my lonesome.

I guess it's just one of em days. One of em days that I hate. Fuck it!

Icon

Off to dinner with a few friends after choir practice and we bumped into one of the country's icons. Her "highness", Melanie Marquez. Can I say, she's really nice... and dang tall!

House Warming

My new condo pics taken last night during the first house warming party friend's from work threw for me. They got me really nice stuff for the place. I'm a happy boy. Thanks to Normie for these pictures.

The Condo

Pic taken of the condo I'm renting these days. Interiored by friends and family. Accent ideas by Normie, one of my best gal pals! General concept by yours truly... hehehe.

My fave HK building

I was recently in HK over the Feb 24 - Feb 27 long weekend. Thank God for Friday holidays. Went with four friends from work. The pic above is of my favorite building in Hongkong. Never really found out the name of the building. If anyone of you knows, do tell me. Just click here to view the HK set where the rest of my Hongkong pics are at. Enjoy (and don't forget to comment)

Blogging is all fun and games, until the boss finds out !!

I've read similar articles like this one ages ago and I'm glad I haven't gone astray from my initial conscious thoughts of not saying my company name, and anything about my company (aside from my own issues). Read this.

Rehearsals before Valentine's Day

A pic of me and the choir I sing with after a rehearsal last Sunday. The shot was taken at the rooftop of a building in a neighboring city. Background is Makati City where most of the group's members work. The tallest building in the Philippines is the one in the middle, the PBCom Tower. One of the Top 100 tallest buildings in the world. Cool. Hehehe :)

Issues at Work

I was wondering... to those who read my blog... What to do with co-workers who talk about gay men and women in a not so good light, mostly to humor themselves?

I've been dying to talk to the supervisor of this group of co-workers who are in the next cube from where I'm seated. They constantly talk about gay men (mostly) and women as if they have no life of their own. It's annoying the hell out of me. Not that I'm personally attacked or anything but for some reason, I feel degraded with this constant "gossiping" I hear. And no, I'm not eavesdropping. One can't prevent hearing things so audible from across two cubes. ARGH!!!

Being Coy... Nelz pic of me

The pic I'm using on my Blogger. One of my faves taken by one amazing guy (and I'm proud to say he's a good friend of mine), NELZ. He'll always be one special friend and I do hope we'll get to see him soon! Miss you tons sweetie! :D *HUGS*

Popularity Contest

NOTE: Entry below is not supposed to be read in a perky manner but a somber, introspective sort of way.


In all self righteous honesty... I always thought of myself as popular. Most girl friends love me, most gay friends love me, heck even most straight men love me (when I say most I mean straight male friends that tally up to like, uhm... let's just say I have more than 10 straight male friends). I'm always asked out by these people either one major trip out of town or an almost daily night out for dinner or drinks.

I honestly don't know where this whole people-person-y personality comes from but, it just happened. Ever since I could remember, I've always been uber friendly with people. I have ammassed a decent number of great friends from high school, college, and work. Others I met outside of work.

One of the things that helped was actually speaking up and listening. I started listening to people more than I ever did. I also started to talk more and giving my own insights on certain things. I would make things light bordering on humorous and (I hope) funny. I take things for what they are or hear words and not get things out of context. I erupt when I have to, and walk out of petty ill feelings as I don't see the need for confrontation. I get mad then and there and say sorry (if I do believe I'm wrong) almost immediately.

Hmmm, I don't know if those are even ingredients to being acceptable to people in general but I am for all intents and purposes trying to be Mr. P.R., minus the ass-kissing of course.

A friend once told me that I am who I am now because I have been through so much. I have tons of experience gained from my 26 years of living this earth. She told me no one should ever tell me what I should and shouldn't do and that the fab-ness I am all about now, is a product of my own hardwork. She's such a sweetheart and I miss her tons.

With that, I guess I won't be sorry if I am this way. If I actually do last minute meet ups with friends because of some lame excuse like someone bought a new bag and they just HAD to show it to me or as big as someone wanting to see me before they leave for a far away country. That's me, Mr. Popular, whom all my friends just HAVE to see in their own moments, intense or lame.

Juicy?

What the heck's so juicy about me? Do I sweat that much? Have I not had sex in ages so I've accumulated all that man juice? (can I say yuck!?)

The last week's been fun really. Been playing tennis more than I could remember. Thanks to a dear friend of ours from work, we get to play at a nearby tennis area. Lately, I feel like my serves are doing better (read: more consistent) but I won't say they've got power. I'm just happy that I can guide the serves where I want them to go and not have that many double faults. And, thanks to my friend C, my ground strokes have improved. He's really a coach! Hehehe

The choir (the one I'm part of) has been practicing for three days now and we've so far gone through three new songs. Not bad. I'm currently trying to memorize the first tiring piece. Alleluia. It's actually quite simple, notes-wise, but execution is a pain. I don't expect you to understand this but, there are a lot of connected notes and not that much room for breathing. For pieces like this, execution of the song would normally entail staggered breathing which would mean for say the tenor section composed of 5 singers, each would breath at certain parts of the song such that a long note would not sound as if it was abnormally cut. Staggered breathing is easy to do if you have more than one singer in a section but in our case, there will be a section that would have just one singer. Hahahaha. Wish us luck. UGH!

I'm Addicted

Another cybersex gone bad episode... I love this site. hahahaha!!
http://www.funwithsex.org This time it's for those Magic the Gathering fans or other card game fanatics. :)

So I was having cybersex the other day.
It was pretty good I guess. Here it is:

bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight?
BritneySpears14: Aight.
bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah.
BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloodninja.
bloodninja: Oh yeah, aight. Aight, I put on my robe and wizard hat.
BritneySpears14: Oh, I like to play dress up.
bloodninja: Me too baby.
BritneySpears14: I kiss you softly on your chest.
bloodninja: I cast Lvl. 3 Eroticism. You turn into a real beautiful woman.
BritneySpears14: Hey...
bloodninja: I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 Cock of the Infinite.
BritneySpears14: Funny I still don't see it.
bloodninja: I spend my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
BritneySpears14: You are the worst cyber partner ever. This is ridiculous.
bloodninja: Don't f*ck with me bitch, I'm the mightiest sorcerer of the lands.
bloodninja: I steal yo soul and cast Lightning Lvl. 1,000,000 Your body explodes into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl. 2 Druid.
BritneySpears14: Don't ever message me again you piece of shit.
bloodninja: Robots are trying to drill my brain but my lightning shield inflicts DOA attack, leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
bloodninja: King Arthur congratulates me for destroying Dr. Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. The cold war ends. Reagan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
bloodninja: You still there baby? I think it's getting hard now.
bloodninja: Baby?

Cybersex ....gone bad!! (HARRRR)

c/o http://www.funwithsex.org/

Got this from Kimberly's blog:


sweet17: Hi
bloodninja: hello
bloodninja: who is this?
sweet17: just a someone?
bloodninja: A someone I know?
sweet17: nope
bloodninja: Then why the hell are you bothering me?
sweet17: well sorrrrrry
sweet17: I just wanted to chat with you
bloodninja: why?
sweet17: nevermind your an jerk
bloodninja: Hey wait a minute
sweet17: yes?
bloodninja: look I'm sorry. I'm just a little paranoid
sweet17: paranoid?
bloodninja: yes
sweet17: of what?
sweet17: me?
bloodninja: No. I'm in hiding.
sweet17: LOL
bloodninja: Don't fucking laugh at me!
bloodninja: This shit is serious!
sweet17: What are you hiding from?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: gimme a fucking break
bloodninja: I'm serious.
sweet17: I don't get it
bloodninja: The cops are after me.
sweet17: For what?
bloodninja: I'm wanted in three states
sweet17: For???
bloodninja: It's kindof embarrasing.
bloodninja: I had sex with a turkey.
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You are fucking sick.
bloodninja: Send me your picture.
sweet17: why?
bloodninja: so I know you aren't one of them.
sweet17: One of what?
bloodninja: The cops.
sweet17: I'm not a cop i told you
bloodninja: Then send me your picture.
sweet17: hold on
bloodninja: Hurry up.
bloodninja: Are you there?
bloodninja: fuck you, cop!
sweet17: Hey sorry
sweet17: I had to do something for my mom.
bloodninja: I thought you were trying to find a picture to send to me.
bloodninja: When really you were notifying the authorities.
bloodninja: Weren't you!?
sweet17: thats not it
bloodninja: Then what?
sweet17: I don't want to send you the picture cause I'm not pretty
bloodninja: Most cops aren't
sweet17: IM NOT A FUCKING COP YOU DICKSHIT!
bloodninja: Then send me the picture.
sweet17: fine. What's your e-mail?
bloodninja: Just send it through here.
sweet17: alright *PIC*
sweet17: Did you get it?
bloodninja: Hold on. I'm looking.
sweet17: That was me back in may
sweet17: I've lost weight since then.
bloodninja: I hope so
sweet17: what?!?
sweet17: that hurt my feelings.
bloodninja: Did it?
sweet17: Yes. I'm not that much smaller than that now.
bloodninja: Will it make you feel better if I send you my picture?
sweet17: yes
bloodninja: Alright let me find it.
sweet17: kk
bloodninja: Okay here it is. *PIC*
sweet17: this isn't you.
bloodninja: I'll be damned if it ain't!
sweet17: You don't look like that.
bloodninja: How the hell do you know?
sweet17: cause your profile has another picture.
bloodninja: The profile pic is a fake.
bloodninja: I use it to hide from the cops.
sweet17: You look like the Farm Fresh guy lol
bloodninja: Well, you look like you ATE the Farm Fresh guy....
bloodninja: Not to mention all the groceries.
sweet17: Go fuck yourself
bloodninja: I was going to until I saw that picture
bloodninja: Now my unit won't get hard for a week.
sweet17: I shouldn't have sent you that picture.
sweet17: You've done nothing but slam me.
sweet17: you hurt me.
bloodninja: And calling me the Farm Fresh guy doesn't hurt me?
sweet17: I thought you were bullcrapping me!
bloodninja: Why would I do that?
sweet17: I can't believe that cops are after you
bloodninja: I can't believe Santa lets you sit on his lap..
sweet17: FUCK YOU!!!
bloodninja: You'd break both of his legs.
sweet17: You're a fucking wanker!
sweet17: I've been teased my whole life because of my weight
sweet17: and you make fun of me when you don't even know me
bloodninja: Ok. I'm sorry.
sweet17: No you aren't
bloodninja: You're right. I'm not.
bloodninja: HAARRRRR!
sweet17: I'm done with you
bloodninja: Aww. I'm sorry.
sweet17: I'm putting you on ignore
bloodninja: Wait a sec
bloodninja: We got off on the wrong foot.
bloodninja: Wanna start over?
sweet17: No
bloodninja: I'll eat your kitty
sweet17: You'll what?
bloodninja: You heard me.
bloodninja: I said I'd eat your kitty.
sweet17: I thought you said you couldn't get it hard after seeing my picture
bloodninja: Do I need a hard-on to eat your kitty?
sweet17: I'd like to know that the man eating me out is excited yes
bloodninja: Well I'm not like most men.
bloodninja: I get excited in different ways.
sweet17: Like what?
bloodninja: Do you really wanna know?
sweet17: I don't know
bloodninja: You have to tell me yes or no.
sweet17: I'm afraid to
bloodninja: Why?
sweet17: cause
bloodninja: cause why?
sweet17: well lets see
sweet17: you say you have sex with turkeys. You call me fat. then you wanna eat me out
sweet17: doesn't that seem strange to you?
bloodninja: Nope
sweet17: well its strange to me
bloodninja: Fine. I won't do it if you don't want me to
sweet17: I didn't say that
bloodninja: So is that a yes?
sweet17: I guess so.
bloodninja: Ok. I need your help getting excited though.
bloodninja: Are you willing?
sweet17: What do you need me to do?
bloodninja: I need you talk like a pirate.
sweet17: ???
bloodninja: When I start to go limp... you say "HARRRR!!!"
bloodninja: ok?
bloodninja: Hello?
sweet17: You can't be serious
bloodninja: Oh yes I am!
bloodninja: It's my fantasy.
sweet17: this is retarded
bloodninja: Do you want it or not?
sweet17: Yes I want it.
bloodninja: Then you'll do it for me?
sweet17: sure
bloodninja: Ok. Here we go.
bloodninja: I gently remove your panties and being to massage your thighs.
bloodninja: You get really juicy thinking about my tounge brushing up against them
bloodninja: I softly begin to tounge your wet kitty.
bloodninja: I run my tounge up and down your smooth cunt.
sweet17: mmmm yeah
bloodninja: uh oh ...going limp.
sweet17: Har
bloodninja: You gotta do better than that!
bloodninja: Your picture was really bad.
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: Ahhhh. Much better. I feel your kitty get more moist with every stroke.
bloodninja: I softly suck on your clit bringing it in and out of my mouth.
bloodninja: Your juices run down my chin as your scent makes its way to my nose.
bloodninja: I begin to feel empowered by your femininity.
sweet17: mmmmmm you are good
bloodninja: I feel your thighs tighten as I fuck harder
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: HARRRRRRR
bloodninja: Mmmm I grab your swelling buttocks in my hands.
bloodninja: You begin to sway back and forth.
bloodninja: going limp
sweet17: this is stupid
bloodninja: ...still limp
bloodninja: Do it!
sweet17: HARRRRRRRRRRRRR
bloodninja: I turn you around to lick your asshole.
bloodninja: I pry apart that battleship you call your ass.
bloodninja: I see poo nuggets hanging from the hair around your ass.
sweet17: WTF?!?!?
bloodninja: They stink really bad.
sweet17: OMG STOP!!!
bloodninja: I start to get fed up with your ugly ass
bloodninja: I tear off your wooden peg leg.
bloodninja: I ram it up your ass.
sweet17: YOURE A FUCKING PYSCHO!!
bloodninja: Then I pour hot carmel over your head.
bloodninja: And turn you into a fucking candy apple...
bloodninja: I kick you in the face!
sweet17: FUCK YOU DICKHEAD!!
bloodninja: The celluloid from your cheeks hits the side of the cabin...
bloodninja: Your parrot flys away.
bloodninja: ...going limp again.
bloodninja: Hello?
bloodninja: Say it!
bloodninja: HAARRRRRR!!!!!

Interview with Myself

I got the following questions from a really cool blog - My So-Called Life

Describe the personality of your closet.

A tad organized but also mostly old stuff. Nasty looking hangers. Plastic. Carson would kill me!!

How do you organize (or try to organize) your closet?

All the t-shirts are neatly folded and go in shelves by category. Whites, dark colored and light colored. Underwear is the same. Socks are on a drawer. I hang my other shirts (i.e. button-down shirts, knitted shirts) ordered by color using the R.O.Y.G.B.I.V. classification. I also hang my pants grouped into jeans, chinos, and slacks. Ties are hanged on a special hanger as well as my belts.

Do you take extra care of your clothes and other belongings?

As much as I could, I'd re-organize my closet just to let my clothes breathe more. On a daily basis, I try to open up my closet at night so they won't smell nasty.

How often do you clean out your closet? Do you throw anything away? Give to charity? Sell at a garage sale?

I filter my wardrobe every year. I give out to charity the ones I would no longer need or sometimes, my dad would just scavange my stuff from me, especially those that (for some reason) shrunk from constant use.

Do you do have cedar or moth balls, fragranced sachets or paper?

NO!

What is the oldest thing you have?

Seriously, hmmm, my Bally Oronis pair which I bought in Rome in 1999 same with another Bally pair I bought in Vienna during the same year. I had a Bally phase. Hahaha.

Any sentimental items...

My leather pants. Hahahah.

Most extravagant and the cheapest thrill...

It ain't really expensive but for what it was I think it's pricey. I got a Coach leather Palm Pilot case for friggin $100. And now, I don't even use it.

Cheapest thrill. Got me a kick ass pair of tan Italian half boots for $30 but of course, THE cheapest thing I ever bought (well my dad got it for me) were rubber thongs (slippers) for a dollar! They were gray-black, and I just needed one so badly. Hahahahaha.

Worst buy...

Eep, these black jeans from Landmark that were 300 peson. I needed one that week for photoshoot but the photographers opted for khakis instead. Pathetic.

Something you love but have never worn...

Well, let's just say haven't worn in a LOOOOONG time. This pinkish-purple short sleeved, button-down shirt from Cuan Hanly in Dublin. I loved that shirt until people started telling me it look like a blouse. I think I'll probably wear it again when my arms can fill out the sleeves. HA!

Whose closet do you envy, or want to have, and why?

It's a girl's closet but I'd love to have the guy version of it. Carrie Bradshaw's closet is to die for. Also, the shoe cabinet of Karen Walker! Hahahaha. I mean I have footwear (hmmm... 35 all in all) but man, that bitch has got a shoe cabinet to die for.

Finally, your professional tips on how to build a good wardrobe.

Always get at least one really classic piece and don't mind the cost. Trust me, it's worth it. Do the purchases at most every month, or at least every quarter. Don't go purchasing stuff by season. If you must, get cheaper alternatives. If you like something you saw in a magazine, take note of the look and the minor details and get something cheaper from a department store or a bazaar.

Finally, invest in shoes! :)

A la STARTALK.... The year that was...

This I got from Felipe's blog who in turn got it from a friend's blog.

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Become part of ABS-CBN's talent search, "Star in a Million"

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't think I made one last year

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yes

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Not that close but yes. May you be in peace Miggy.

5. What countries did you visit?
U.S. (work), Thailand (Bangkok for vacation)

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
Abs, chest, and arms.

7. What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
May 15, 2004... live via satellite from ABS CBN Studio 2, the May batch of "Star in a Million"

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Being part of "Star in a Million" (ain't it obvious how much I treasure that experience)

9. What was your biggest failure?
Not having moved on to the second week for the May competitions of SIAM

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
None that I could remember

11. What was the best thing you bought?
My shirts from Bangkok.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My dad, for being just super last year

13. Whose behaviour appalled you and made you depressed?
My mom... she's really going psycho because of that Opus Dei thing

14. Where did most of your money go?
Uhm... do I really have to answer this? Clothes and shoes (in general)

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
My trip to Bangkok

16. What song will always remind you of 2004?
... I'm a Star in a Million... I'm the best among the best... I'm the winner, I'm the champion...

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? sadder
ii. thinner or fatter? thinner
iii. richer or poorer? way poorer

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Out of town or country trips

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Shopping

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
Not applicable. hahahaha

22. Did you fall in love in 2004?
I'm already in-love

23. How many one-night stands?
None... hahahaha :)

24. What was your favourite TV program?
Hands down, Queer Eye for the Straight Guy and 24

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
YES!!!!

26. What were the best books or comics you read?
Shopaholic series, Angels and Demons, Da Vinci Code, and Lexy, Nance & Argus

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Joshua Payne hahahaha

28. What did you want and got?
Fame. hahahahaha (how vain)

29. What did you want and not get?
Digital camera

30. Favorite film of the year?
The Legend of Suriyothai

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Partied... 26

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Not having lost my XDA II phone...huhuhuhu

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
Everything just had to be fab and clean but with some edge to it

34. What kept you sane?
My "sistahs"

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
BRENT JAVIER!!!!

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
None... honest.

37. Who did you miss?
Anna Hizon

38. Who was the best new person you met?
Phillip and Karlo

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004.
When one knows one's value is the only time one knows what he deserves

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
"I can see it in the stars across the skies... dreamt a hundred thousand years before now I finally realize. You see I've waited all my life for this moment to arise. Finally, I believe"

My Recent Life

Being 26 year old gay man in Manila is no walk in the park but having friends from all walks of life gave me so much enriching experiences and I don't think I'd want to go back. There's no other way but up.

This new year's coming along with a rocky start. Casualties abroad, friends planning (and actualizing) "migration" to greener pastuers, countless credit card bills, good hair days, better skin, and fab purchases. God, how shallow of me.

It seems that not a lot of excitement is actually happening in my life. After that tremendous 2004, comes a ho-hum 2005. Well, maybe, that just might change any second. I also have goals this year I just don't know what they are. I'm kidding. This just might be a good time to lay them out so I won't forget them. Maybe even have a portion on my side nav bar to monitor my progress. Hahahaha:

Plan A: Pay fucking bills!!!
- AMEX - 15K
- HSBC - 20K
- AIG - 30K
- CITIBANK - uhm... hmmm... 60K?
- Globe - 10K
- my mom - 8K

that equals... hmmm... lemme add that again... HOLY FUCK!!! Is this for real?!?!?!?! How did that happen? OK, I don't even want to post the sum of my credit. I'm sure people would have an easy time adding that up.

Plan B: Find sources of income... yeah right!
- Sell flight miles. I still have 70K miles from Northwest. Maybe someone who's interested in a cheaper round trip ticket fare to anywhere in the world might be interested. Hehehe. Just give me a holler
- Sell stocks. I know I still have them somewhere.
- Find hidden bank book kept when you started working and never touched for 6 years. After turning entire room inside out, you'll realize, you never did have a bank book hidden and that was just a previous "plan" that never materialized.
- Beg. Uhm not an option.
- Sell clothes. Hmmm... not an option
- Do gigs. Now that's an option. I'll do more gigs with friends when opportunities arise.
- Get gigs for my friends and get commission. Not a bad idea.

Plan C: Save up for (near) future. This translates to I wanna go to Boracay by summer this year. Oh no, I forgot my pledge to never go back to that amazing island until I lose my nasty looking gut. Therefore...

Plan D: Lose gut. Gym four times a week. (The possibility of this happening... 0 to none) Ok ok... three times a week. That's more feasible, right?

I'm getting a headache right about now. I'll just lie my head down my table and relax my eyes. Man that was tiring.

New Hair too.. hehehe

Removed the pic as I thought it seemed too vain of me to post huge ass pics of me on my own page. As if it wasn't enough for me having to look at my face every single day. Just click on the link below if you wanna look at the pic.

--> New Hair, New Hair too.. hehehe (different angle.. I think. hahahaha.)

My Cute Jaguar (blog entry a.k.a. how to fit clothes)

I am posting after being inspired by my boyfriend's blog post.

When I meet up with friends for a trip to the mall I totally enjoy it. I love getting people to try on new things they either don't know how to try on or don't know if they can even pull it off. In exempli... I was asked by my baby to shop with him as he needed a new pair of jeans. I know that these days jeans can be horribly expensive so we go to the brands that are quite nice and very affordable. I took him first to Human where they have decent jean designs. Nothing. I was shocked. Hahaha. The reason? My baby's too blessed since he's got a 29" waist. Talk about GIFTED!!

So off we go to BENCH (Human's mother company). Bench is to Human as GAP is to Old Navy. Capiche? Capiche. So, I have been to BENCH with other friends to try on jeans and they have a decent line of denims. Got several low rise pairs and let my baby try them on. Off to button down shirts, belts, and shoes. Got a few pieces for him to try as well. THIS IS WHAT I DO. Get an entire ensembles so that the shopper gets the full effect of the item they're buying.

What can I say, I really love to be a personal shopper. :) I got my baby to buy the nicely grained low rise denims (blue with a nice wash to it) for 700 pesos ($13). I want to make this into a money making career. You know, be the personal shopper to a few business and entertainment personalities. :) I wanna be like Pat Field. :)

Side note, I wanna go try those Viktor Jeans by Ino Caluza. They're supposed to be custom made jeans by this tailor here in the Philippines. Also those Brian Tenorio shoes. UGH!!! So many "wants". Hahahahaha.

Life is weird

I hate this new year. I have told a few friends that I'm scared of this new year. It will be too much for me and I don't know if I'll be able to handle it. It's starting the way I know it would start. Too many departures.

Sucks to be me, really. My best"est" girl friends in recent years are moving on and it has been crushing my heart. I won't admit it but they are that special to me. I know things won't be different but they won't improve either. Distance can do things and I'm not being pessimistic about it. People change, even the best of friends.

Be it moving to a different province or a different continent, distance sucks. I feel that friendship isn't like a person2person relationship where you can call it quits so you can move on with each other's lives. I can't tell these friends of mine to "break up" with me.

If ever they get to read this, I want both of them to know that I love them very much and that I wish them all the best things life will offer them. I want them to know that having them in my life has been such a blessing and that I hope and pray that we'll be soulmates forever. *cue It's Time To Let You Go (My Best Friend's Wedding)*

Antonio's Day

I got a call from a friend earlier last week saying something about dinner on the 29th to celebrate the year that was. Something about reservations and all that stuff but then I heard the magic name, ANTONIO'S... I had to say YES to this invite.

You see, I've heard of this famous restaurant that's quietly nestled in the hills of Tagaytay City. I simply couldn't resist actually eating there (even when I already knew I'd be in for a major food expense).

The co-worker friends and I drove off to Tagaytay City in the afternoon to catch our 5:30PM reservations. To our surprise, the gates were closed and the sign saying "CLOSE" (funny they use that instead of the correct term "CLOSED"). We thought they'd actually closed the place for some reason or another but after ten minutes, the gates opened. We later found out that they really are quite strict with the reservations since they had to ask us who we were and under whose name our reservations were under while we were still in the car.

Entering the compound was already intriguing enough as we drove through a pebble stoned driveway and then met by this quaint facade with matching mini pond or fountain. We were greeted by a charming lady clad in a chambermaid outfit. All too reminiscent of the Visayan aristocratic heritage I am familiar with since I was a kid during summers in Cebu. Anyway, we were asked where we would like to be seated and while walking along the halls of the huge structure of a house, I couldn't help but be in awe of how elaborate the setting was. Can I say ULTRAFAB! We chose a table that could seat our party of 6 and have a nice view of the sprawling garden.

We then got a bottle of Australian Shiraz (due to my fondness of this type of wine) and they had one from a good year too. Coupling it with a flavorful dish of Portabello Mushrooms for starters was just fantastic. We were just enjoying conversations while waiting for the rest of the party.

It was a surprise to use when the owner of the resto approached us giving a brief of his specialties for the day which included the fresh oysters imported from the Visayas and the Duck Liver that would go well with the salad.

I went through the menu and would get lost in some of the unfamiliar words that I'd text a friend I know who'd be more knowledgeable what a Doversole would be. I ended up ordering the Barbecued Beef Ribs with carmelized onions and a serving of mashed potatoes. While waiting for the food we remember ordering baked oysters that simply tasted divine.

Stupid us didn't realize that a salad, soup and dessert came with the main entree so we were relieved that we won't be spending more. We had our meals served by our very own waiter, Larry. We'd tease him sometimes that we shouldn't be hassling him for the next course immediately after eating the course prior.

Finishing the whole meal with a nice flourless chocolate cake (as recommended by Antonio a.k.a. Tonyboy himself) and coffee. YUMMY!

All I could say after that food trip is, just like amazing sex, I WANT SOME MORE!!! :D

Photos Courtesy of syllybabe