Wednesday, February 16, 2005
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.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
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 :)
Monday, February 14, 2005
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!!!
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!!!
Friday, February 11, 2005
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*
Thursday, February 10, 2005
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.
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.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
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!
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!
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
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?
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?
Monday, January 24, 2005
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!!!!!
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!!!!!
Friday, January 21, 2005
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! :)
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! :)
Monday, January 17, 2005
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"
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"
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