Monday, 31 December 2007

Happy New Year!

For the coming year, I wish all of you all the fun, all the adventures, and all the merriment that a person can have.
Take stock of what you've accomplished.
Improve the things which you did poorly.
Change yourself then change the World.

Now chill that Moet, pop the cork off the Veuve.

It's been a challenging year. We deserve it.

Now Let's Party!

Sunday, 30 December 2007

Robbed?

Rolling Stone thinks that M.I.A.'s album is the number one for the year.
I first heard MIA's music through Tiggah.

Nice moves right?

Well you guys decide.

Do you think MIA deserves to be Number One?



OR

Should it be the *VERY TROUBLED* Amy Winehouse?


OR
Should it be neither because you have some other choice?

Christmas with the Rothschilds

We sat around the table for Christmas dinner. My Aunt finally finished decorating their vacation home with things she acquired during her travels. My favorite piece by far, was the crystal chandelier from Europe. I always loved how it just twinkled. Anyway, there were 7 of us—my Mom, Dad, Aunt Iris and her husband Uncle Herbert, Aunt Cecilia and her husband Uncle Vincent and of course me. It was like a meeting of Filipinas who married White husbands. I think the Moet started to take its effect on me when I began asking questions about my cousin Anna—his daughter from a previous marriage.

Me: “Uncle Herb, How’s Anna? I though she’d be here.”

Uncle Herbert: “She’s fine. Just busy. She’s been through a lot this year.”

Aunt Iris: “Yes. She’s a LESBIAN now.”

The table became silent. Aunt Cecilia looked at me I looked at her and everyone just started to look at everyone else and see how they would react.

Then my Mom said, “So long as she’s happy. That’s the important thing.”
Wonder if she’ll react the same way when she finds out about me.

Thank God Uncle Vincent changed the subject by talking about his upcoming trip to Africa. My Aunt Cecelia talked about her new shoes and my Mom talked about her new Dian Von Furstenberg dress which I bought for her. We ended the evening by sitting around the fire and sipping cognac. We discussed politics and my uber-conservative Wall Street Republican, Uncle Herbert, dropped the second shock: He would vote for a Democrat. There is HOPE for us all.

Boring eh? What’d you expect from a couple of bankers? I was stuck in a Martha Stewart Christmas. Henessy was excellent though. I was half drunk during the dinner. The cognac made it worse.

The next day, I had a bad hangover, and the eating did not cease. Uncle Karl would be upset.
The Uncles wanted to play golf and I had no choice but to say yes.

I am a bad golfer. Very bad. I must’ve shot the ball into the woods 8 times, including driving it *into* the water hazards. At least I got to wear my Izod apparel again with matching golf cap.

~ ~ ~
Sam called me on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. He tells me how much he misses me and I reciprocate. I haven’t orgasmed since he left. I’m saving it up. LOLz. This relationship makes me anxious. He’s so out of my league. I just KNOW this isn’t going to have a happy ending.

Then again, I can’t help but dream of having him next to me during Christmas dinner and I just know he would hold my hand underneath the table.

Oh well.

Monday, 24 December 2007

Have yourself...

Merry Christmas to all of you!

Now here's Judy Garland...It's worth watching. =)

In a Daze

I really have been in a daze the past week. It's all because of the Christmas rush, exams, work, and just plain old stress. I really didn't realize how much I cared for Sam also. I really do miss him.

This is what stress, loneliness, and anxiety can do to your bed:


I ended up wrapping everything last night. I bought my Mom lots of stuff and my Dad just books and a new showerhead, 'cuz that's what he wants. I bought my friend Janny a little something from LV and my coworker Jacqueline some Chanel makeup.

I really wasn't in the mood to shop for myself even though I have gift cards for everywhere. I'll probably shop after the Holidays like I always do. Plus I loathe crowds.

Tuesday, 18 December 2007

I Always Catch My Breath

I dropped off Sam early this morning at the airport. He'll be spending the Holidays with his family in Thailand. The night before, I baked him brownies (of the Betty Crocker variety) to take with him. Yes, I'm corny like dut!

We spent the night together and he was ever so sweet and repeated how much he was going to miss me. I didn't say I was going to miss him too. Too mushy mushy since he's gonna come back in January anyway.

As we neared the airport, he held my hand, squeezed it tight. He didn't let go 'til I pulled over in the terminal. He leaned over and kissed me tenderly and said "Thanks."

I just said take care.

On the drive to work, I bawled like a two year old. Yes. I miss him.

Thursday, 13 December 2007

A Hundred

This is my hundreth (is that a word?) post. I just want to thank everyone who visit and read my ramblings and I would like to extend my deepest gratitude to those who comment.

I didn't start this blog for money or for fame. It was an outlet for me, to share my thoughts and my secrets with others. It's really been quite a fulfilling experience and the intrinsic rewards are priceless.

This Christmas I wish you all great joy, happiness, and laughter.
So cheer up, do some shopping, and smile. We're all fabulous!

If not then this link should do the trick.

Or try this one.

claws or claus? peep or pip? you choose! :P

Winter Wonderland?

Sorry these pics are a bit blurry. I used my cameraphone which isn't the greatest.
This is St. Petersburg's North Straub Park all dolled up for the Holidays. Of course it pales in comparison to New York, Chicago, etc.

I guess the 80 degree weather here just marginalizes Christmas.








Wednesday, 12 December 2007

A Boring Post

I'm sure no one wants to read another post about how busy I am and all the exams etc. etc. blah blah blah. Well it is boring. It really is.

Anyway, I decided to tackle an age-old problem and someone decided to give me an early Christmas gift.
It's a diet book.

The Karl Lagerfeld Diet.

At first I was hesitant, but I think I can follow this one. It means absolutely no rice, sugar, cakes, juice, etc. I've done this type of diet before and I did lose lots of weight on it. But I just don't have the discipline. It really is all about the discipline. I have to program myself to not eat those types of foods. I really have let myself go, so much that it has started to affect my emotional being. Worst of all, my shirts which I bought from H&M are getting a wee bit tight *and* forget about wearing a Thomas Pink slim fit shirt.

It's time to wage war. Yet again.

"One's diet is as boring a subject of conversation as illness! Fitness is as boring as sickness."

-Karl Lagerfeld

I'll shut up now.

Thursday, 6 December 2007

Butthash

Just what is butthash?

Apparently, it's shit and piss mixed together and fermented in the sun. The methane gas is captured through a balloon. You then inhale the methane gas and get high.

You read it correctly. You would get high off your own feces.

Of course, THE REDNECKS, TRAILER TRASH, AND PO' WHITE TRASH of Florida would come up with this.

You think I'm kidding?

Watch this:


The stuff is also called Jenkem.

Sadly enough, I am not shocked about this. Just incredibly amused.

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

The Twelve Months

This tag is wayyyyy overdue and comes by way of Empress Maruja.
!

What to do:
1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.
2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).
3. Pick your month of birth.
4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.
5. Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a comment for them.
6. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve done it!

Like the Empress, I too was born in September.

Careful, cautious and organized- I tend to over-analyze things.

Quiet but able to talk well- I observe before I speak.

Calm and cool- I hardly stress or panic.

Must control oneself when criticizing- Yes. I definitely have to do this especially with my bosses.

Fun to be around- Of course. Who doesn't have fun with me?!?!

Loves leisure and traveling- I love to travel and don't mind the hassles. I would love to travel around the world in luxury of course. Backpacking's not for me.

Hardly shows emotions- I'll admit that I do have intimacy issues. In fact, my entire family does. We're very stoic. Very British, No?

There you have it.

The Twelve Months

JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.

FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.

MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.

APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.

MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.

JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.

JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.

SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.

OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.

NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.

DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.

Where Are the People?

I've heard this question several times before, especially from Chase.

This is in reference to the photos of St. Petersburg which I post in my blog. Well, let me explain and hypothesize. St. Petersburg is a small city (a little over 200 thousand) which means crowds are not a problem. Also, it can be called a 'commuter city' since most people (like yours truly) live in the outlying suburbs. Furthermore, most of the city residents are the elderly and stay indoors most of the time. I also believe that since Florida can be called "Death's Waiting Room", they just die off. Therefore, there aren't many people in St. Petersburg.

This problem is currently being addressed by the City Council by trying to revive the city through art projects and building condos that many people can't afford.

Next time, I'll try to take a picture with people in it.

I promise. :)

Thursday, 29 November 2007

How to Plan a Coup.

"Do you know of any other countries where coup attempts are staged from luxury hotels?"
-Jessica Zaffra

I first heard of the attempted coup/mutiny/incident while reading Reyna Elena's blog.
My first thought was "why do something that FAILED the first time again?" I was there in 2003 when the same Trillanes took Oakwood while I was staying at the Intercon. I thought I would have to evacuate and run screaming to the Embassy. Anyway here are some tips for future coup plotters...

1. Make sure you have more than 30 men. In fact, make sure you have over half of the military on your side.

2. Ousting the President would actually mean physically extracting her from the Palace. This means that you and your men have to leave the luxury five-star hotel and march across Mendiola into Malacanang Palace.

3. Be articulate. Not like this:
Trillanes: “Like soldiers, we’re going to face this.”
Reporter: “Sir, how are you going to face this?”
Trillanes: (after a beat) “Whatever.”
From the McVie Show

4. Make sure you have the successor, ie. the Vice-President on board, make sure you have Cabinet Members, Congressmen, and the Middle Class on your side.

5.Have an actual plan.

6.Be prepared to die if necessary

7. Did I mention leave the luxury hotel?

Well, following these simple rules should allow for a successful coup. Remember it's easier to have a coup than to actually govern. If you should fail to meet any of these criteria, I suggest not starting a rebellion.

It's just my opinion.

Saturday, 24 November 2007

Politically Incorrect

Only Mel Brooks can get away with this.


This:


This:


And This:


LOL. You can laugh. It's OK.

Hahaha!

This movie is amazingly funny! I saw Blazing Saddles the other night and just loved this song. It's hilarious and it's performed by Madeline Kahn.



This is another Madeline Kahn clip. I imagine this is how Reyna Elena chooses dates. LOL. J/k lang Reyna!



Have a fun weekend!

Table with a View

I love studying at my school's library. It's quiet, secluded, and bright because the walls are all glass. The best part is the view. I gaze out the window in between studying. It really helps me to clear out my head and digest the things which I'm learning.


I can also see the marina with yachts docked. It's really fantastic, especially during sunset.


Where's your "quiet place"?

the Florida Home

I just love these townhouses in downtown St. Petersburg. They're close to the Mahaffey Theater, AL Lang Field, Tropicana Field (where the Rays play baseball), and of course my school.




They're expensive though. One of them will set you back about half a million dollars. But in the current credit crunch, I think you can ask for a discount.

Unfortunately, none are for sale.

Thursday, 22 November 2007

Thanksgiving

Every fourth Thursday in November, an annual holiday here in the US takes place called Thanksgiving.
"The U.S. Congress in 1941 split the difference and passed a bill requiring that Thanksgiving be observed annually on the fourth Thursday of November, which was sometimes the last Thursday and sometimes (less frequently) the next to last. On November 26 of that year President Roosevelt signed this bill, for the first time making the date of Thanksgiving a matter of federal law."

-Wikipedia

It's a day when people are suppose to slow down and reflect on their lives, be thankful for what they have, and rest before the Holiday Season. It's really much more than just eating Turkey, watching the Macy's Parade, and pardoning Turkeys. It's about reconnecting with families, friends, and with ourselves. My Dad (Stepdad) loves Thanksgiving and it's his favorite Holiday.


This year I cooked, yet again.

I made Turkey, stuffing, glazed carrots, sauteed peas, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, asparagus with Hollandaise sauce, gravy and even baked my special pecan pie. The recipes were handed down to me from My Grandma Elie and her sister Aunt Jeanie. Their cooking was to die for. I make everything from scratch since I don't like the taste of store bought food and of course, tradition.

One of these years, I'll go to Manila on Thanksgiving and celebrate it there with friends and family and even cook...with the help of a maid of course!

Now here's the most powerful man on Earth...pardoning a Turkey...


Now if you excuse me, I believe my turkey's cooked.

Thankful

First and foremost, I want to sincerely thank all those who emailed me offering their condolences. I am very touched. Thanksgiving this year has been a special one to me. I realized the important things in life--things we often take for granted.
I am so blessed with family and true friends that are always there to support me. Distance is not an obstacle to friendship.
I thank God for having been blessed with so much.

~~
When I was young I remember my Lola telling me how you have to pray the rosary for someone's soul every night for a year so that they can get into Heaven. She did it for my Grandfather, and since I don't trust my half-brother and half-sister to do it, I'll take on that responsibility. Now it's my turn to pray for her soul.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Wednesday, 21 November 2007

Orchids


My Aunt Hilda and Aunt Maria attended my Grandmother's wake in my stead. I instructed them to buy a wreath of orchids which were her favorite.

Once they got there, my Aunt recounted how the flowers were overflowing around my Grandmother's casket. There was no more room for my wreath.
Someone suggested that it be placed by the door.

My Grandmother's sister, Auntie Dee, intervened.
She said, " Hindi pwede. Galing yan sa paborito nyang apo. Alisin nyo yang bulaklak na galing kay Estrada. Ilagay nyo sa harapan nya. Importante yun para sa kanya."

When I heard about it this morning, I cried. My Grandmother always took pains to include me in the family even after my Dad left me and my Mom. I know I'll always have a place in her heart.

The Death of a Lady

Whenever my Grandmother would walk into a room, the scent of gardenias would fill the air. She wouldn’t dare leave the house with her hair fixed, her clothes ironed, and her half-slip in place. I recall playing with her numerous shoes hen I was a boy and then rummaging her closet in search of her exotic folding fans. When I used to live with her, we would go to mass every Sunday and I would stare in awe at the ceiling of San Juan del Monte Church. After mass, we would dutifully walk to the back of the Church where the cemetery is located. She would light a candle and place it on my Grandfather’s grave.

But don’t get me wrong. She wasn’t serious all the time. She loved to laugh and to joke around. Her infectious laughter would reverberate through the rooms in her house. She took cleanliness seriously and scolded untidy maids who didn’t keep the floor well polished. She had a way of charming those around her. My Grandmother carried herself with dignity and possessed an undeniable air of aristocracy which naturally shone through her demeanor. She was not haughty or snobbish and was always graceful.

Every morning, the daily delivery of Magnolia milk would be at the gate. Fresh pandesal would be waiting at the table along with Anchor butter. Birthdays in her house were celebrated with tables full of food. Christmas and New Years were marked with double effort. It was one of the happiest times in my life.

When I first heard the news of my Grandmother’s death, I was shocked. I didn’t know how to react. At first, I denied it and didn’t believe it. I thought to myself that she’d be in her house in San Juan as always, just waiting. Then I called my Uncle who confirmed the news. I couldn’t hold back the tears. I remembered her smile and her laugh. I remembered the best memories.

Perhaps my biggest regret was not calling her more often or staying in her house during vacations in Manila. I just always thought she would be there and I would do all those things next time. Now, there is no more next time. I can no longer call her, talk to her, and hear her laughter.

She was a lady in all sense of the word.

Someday, I’ll see her again.

Saturday, 17 November 2007

C'est une La Tour!

It's Saturday night and I'm alone. At home. Not at Sam's apartment.

Anyway, I'd just like to share some of my favorite paintings. Yes, I used to only like old impressionist saps like Monet, but several art appreciation classes ago, I was introduced to Georges de La Tour.


The Dream of St. Joseph


The Education of the Virgin


Nativity

This is one of my favorites. Since it's close to Christmas, I use it as my desktop image. It's called The Newborn Christ. It's religious, but not overtly religious. It shows simplicity and complexity at the same time. Notice the candle and the hand that shields the light emanating from it. Notice how most of the light is centered upon the newborn as if anointing him. This effect is known as Chiaroscuro. Good stuff eh??

Thursday, 15 November 2007

Timing is Everything

Where'd the TIME go? Next week it'll be Thanksgiving and after that Christmas. Thanksgiving really kicks off the star of the Holiday Season here in the US. In fact, the Friday after Thanksgiving is called Black Friday. It's when there are really great sales early in the morning. Only hardcore shoppers--like my Mom--are the ones who really go. She did get great bargains though like a great digital camera for less than a $100 and a laptop for less than $300.

I really should've started my Christmas shopping already and began the process of sending cards. I also have finals, term papers, and a pseudo relationship to juggle. I've been spending way too much time with Sam, and not enough with my Accounting books. Hence, I bombed my last Accounting test. Then there's also work which has kept me oh so busy.

I wish there were 48 hours in a day.

I gotta go and write my paper now about International Financial Institutions and how they act as an informal World government.

But right now, All I can think of is snuggling up next to Sam.

Wish me luck.

Thursday, 8 November 2007

Slap Slap!

OUCH!

Se Jie (Lust, Caution)

Lots of critics have disparaged this movie. They say it's too long, too slow, and too shallow. Etc. Etc. I for one, think it's one of the finest. The story is slow because it builds the tension. The sex scenes are intense and realistic. I blushed when Tony Leung "raped" the lead character. He was intense, fiery, and very cold at the same time. During the first sex scene, which was over an hour into the film, I felt extremely uncomfortable sitting there with Sam. the rest of the moviegoers were of an older age group. The cinematography was fantastic and Shanghai was recreated in great detail.

This movie is for those who like slow, intense films. It reminds me a lot of Wong Kar Wai's In the Mood For Love except the sex scenes were really INTENSE.

For those of you who didn't like it, you're in good company. Sam didn't as well. I won't hold it against you.



What I want to see next are:
the film adaptation of Ian McEwan's Atonement


and

the Coen Brothers' No Country for Old Men

Wednesday, 7 November 2007

Too Young

I love this song. I first heard it when I watched Lost in Translation. I heard it again the other night when Sam and I watched the movie. The video's kinda weird though. Dancing in yellow plastic waders?!?! WTF?!?!

Sunday, 4 November 2007

Happiness?

I'm writing this while sitting up in bed. The lights are turned off and the TV is silently playing on mute. The temperature is a cool 72 degrees (thanks to airconditioning). My 600 thread count sheets feel so soft.

Most of all, Sam, TB, my special friend is silently snoring next to me. I forgot how nice it is to just sleep next to someone. He looks too gorgeous and dare I say cute sleeping in his boxers.

At his moment I can truly say I an Happy.

Tuesday, 30 October 2007

Quality Men

A friend e-mailed me this post he found on craigslist. It's pretty long, but I feel it applies to ALL Gay men out there! You know who you are...

I am a gay guy. I'll get that out of the way first. Grossed out by the boobs, turned on by the cock. It's a fact of life for me and there ain't no changin' it. I accepted it many years ago and life has been great ever since. I will also say here that I am a “quality guy”. I have a career that I have absolutely loved for the past 13 years, I have a wonderful long term partner of over 10 years, a wonderful daughter, vital relationships with supportive friends and family, lots of fun interests and hobbies, I volunteer and give back to my community. Oh yeah…and I know how to have fun in the sack to boot, AND I have been faithful to my other half for the whole time we’ve been together (and he to me). Go ahead and trash me for calling myself quality, but I know I am. I’m not saying I’m perfect by any means. I have my faults like anyone else, but I’m reasonably sure that I would be perceived as quality by most people.

OK...so now my point. I am amazed at the number of postings from gay men on this site who are complaining about the lack of "normal", non-racist, attractive, monogamous, non-druggie men out there. It truly is incredible to me. It makes me wonder if we are living in the same place!

If you scroll down a ways on this Rants and Raves list today, you'll see a posting from a gay Asian guy who laments the fact that the gay community is totally focused around white gays. I totally agree. But I had to laugh at his posting as he went on to say that he meets guys at clubs and online. THAT’S what he is judging the gay community by? How lame is that? Does he see Asian guys throwing themselves at White guys at book club meetings and running clubs? I’m guessing not. Post after post I read gay guys complaining about the lack of quality gay men out there and almost all of them talk about some creepy online experience or a bad scene at some bar or club.

To all you gay men who are complaining…do you realize there is more to life than meeting guys in bars and online? My God...you live in one of the major hubs of culture, academia, sports, you name it, and you're trolling for quality guys on the Internet or at Badlands?

Do you all know that getting your dick sucked or getting banged is not the center of your existence? Sure it’s fun and I’d never turn down an opportunity for either, but there is so much more to life than just being defined by being attracted to a penis. Make yourself more well-rounded than that. Quality guys can sniff you out in a second if you’re just horny. What more do you have to offer after you’ve both cum?

For all of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, here are 10 suggestions for how to find that quality guy. They are all based on common sense, but I have found them to work well for me:

1. Do you have a hobby or interest other than sucking cock or getting fucked? If you do, then join a club/group/social group around that interest or hobby. It doesn't have to be a gay club. Just join a club or group. You will meet people there who like the same thing you do. You will be yourself there (and not some phony posing at a bar or hiding behind a screen name) because you will be in a place where you actually enjoy what's going on. Do you enjoy spending hours on the Internet trying to find a hook-up? I’m guessing not. The hooking up is fun, but not the endless searching. If you join a group you won't meet a one night stand or boyfriend there most likely (although it could happen, huh?), but you will meet other people who know other people who know other people. It's like that lame MySpace site although in actual real life! Amazing, huh? Who knows? Maybe one of those people will invite you to a party and introduce you to the man of your dreams. And chances are that he will be a quality guy because the people who accepted you into their club or group or going to hold everyone else up to the same standards, whatever they are.

2. Go out and give back to others. Instead of trolling around the Castro or Gay.com, get off your ass and volunteer somewhere. Project Open Hand, Stop Aids, Equality California --- they all could use volunteers and are positively TEEMING with gay men who are all united behind a common purpose. Are those causes too "gay" for you? Then volunteer at St. Anthony’s Dining Room or Glide Memorial. Too religious for you? Then go do a Google search online for other volunteer opportunities. Help out at the Humane Society, be a mentor for a young person, go read stories to the local kindergarteners in your neighborhood. When you volunteer, you will meet other people who are selfless and who enjoy helping others (i.e. those “quality” people you are looking for). Quality guys appreciate someone who understands that life is not all about you. It’s also in part about helping others and learning about other people. If you don’t like to do either of those things, then I suggest you look inside yourself to see why not. You’re not a quality guy if you do not have this aspect of your personality.

3. Go out and get some exercise. No…I don’t mean go to a gym in the Castro and cruise the steam rooms for sex. Set a goal for yourself. Tell yourself you will spend a year training for a marathon (or a 5K, or a half marathon, or 3 miles) and then run it. Train for the AIDS Ride and then do it. Go for a run in another part of the City from where you live. Get out of your rut. Join a running club. There are lots in San Francisco and all over the Bay Area. It doesn’t have to be one of the gay running clubs, by the way. Remember, you’re not living your life around the sole idea that you are gay. Change your mindset that you are a runner, or a cyclist, or a weightlifter, or whatever. People who say they “hate exercise” come off as not quality. If you hate to run, find something you do like – dance, rowing, swimming? You do not have to be a porno god with bulging biceps and perfect pecs. Quality guys appreciate someone who takes the time to take care of their body in any way. This doesn’t mean hit the gym 7 days a week. It doesn’t mean you are 6’2”, 190 with a tapered waist. It means get some exercise, eat well, go to the dentist regularly. Show some pride in yourself by taking care of yourself.


Read the rest of the post here.

Sex & Music

When it's time to get into a seductive mood, my special friend TB likes to use music to well...seduce me. One night we made out while listening to Les Nubians...





And another night it was John Mayer.




You know sex is sooooooo much better with music.

Saturday, 27 October 2007

Date Movie

From my previous posts, I'm sure y'all found out that I truly LOVE a good foreign film. The other night my 'special friend' and I decided to stay in and watch movies. I chose Wong Kar Wai's In the Mood For Love because it's one of my favorites and I really was in the mood. It's just a wonderful movie.



I just love this scene. It's like ballet.


To my surprise and delight, TB, my special friend chose this:


When I watched this scene, my heart melted.


TB gave me that look...Y'all know what it is...It's the look of love (corny?)
I laughed it off and he hugged me and snuggled in.

I don't want to fall in love.
It's just too much, especially after K...who I just wanted but became disappointed with.
I never thought it would get this deep with TB. He was just going to be a FuBu...Why do I fall in love so easily?

Am I really ready for this?

What if he is sincere?

Thursday, 25 October 2007

At Wit's End

Love can make you do some fucked up things.

I have this friend. Let’s call him E. He’s like a brother to me. He’s a good looking guy and can probably bag any man he wants, but just lacks the confidence. Let’s start at the beginning.

About 8 months ago, E went to his boss’s house to play playstation and get drunk. Then one thing led to another and before they knew it, they were watching porn. As the scene grew hotter, Bossman looked at E and E looked at him. Something could have happened then and there. But E chose not to do anything. His boss is STRAIGHT.

Months later, after hanging out more often with Bossman, E fell in love. He began to live in a world of fantasy where he would follow Bossman’s every move. E would relish Bossman’s lingering scent and would be thrilled when he would smile at him. This went on for quite some time and E fell even more in love.

We advised him not to fall in and to stay away. But the more he stayed away, the more Bossman grew anxious and it affected the workplace. So E resumed contact once again. Then one weekend E was once again invited to Bossman’s house where he was introduced to drugs (I have no clue as to what type it is) and copious amounts of alcohol. After that weekend, E grew more despondent and began to retract from me and his other friends. Bossman became an obsession.

The last time I spoke to him, he was high or drunk and with Bossman.
I’m at my wits’ end.
I feel like I have failed a friend.
I hate the feeling of being a failure.

I don’t know what to do next.

Saturday, 20 October 2007

A Statement

As many of you know, the blast that occurred in Makati yesterday killed nine innocent people and injured dozens of others. Many are now shocked, scared, and angered. But I am certain that this too shall pass. The resiliency of the Filipino people will shine through as always.

It is my fervent hope that this tragedy be treated with dignity and respect. This is no time for politics. It is a tragedy and should be left at just that.

I hope that we can all draw lessons from such a tragedy--to cherish life and live it as if each day were your last.

May the the innocent souls of the victims rest in peace and those who are injured to heal.

Note: This post has been edited.

Friday, 19 October 2007

The Virgin Queen

I always found Queen Elizabeth the First to be one of the most fascinating people in history. She gave up happiness, love, and marriage in order to serve her people. So when a special friend invited me to watch Elizabeth: The Golden Age, I didn't give it a second thought. The trailer looked interesting anyway.



But sadly, Cate Blanchett's superb acting can only do so much. The movie was B-O-R-I-N-G. So boring that the people below us started to nod off. It was also chock full of historical inaccuracies. Walter Raleigh in love with Elizabeth...
WTF?!?!

If you really want the most accurate depiction of the life of Elizabeth I, try Helen Mirren's Elizabeth I. It's fantastic.



Now as long as we are on the subject of Elizabeth and Helen Mirren, her performance in The Queen, for which she won an Oscar was just stellar. It really humanized the the current Queen and I began to sympathize with her. She really didn't plan Princess Diana's death. That idea is absurd. Anyway, go watch The Queen, its a fantastic movie!



When I become Queen, I'll wear Chanel suits and Oscar de la Renta. :P

Extraordinary Rendition

Extraordinary Rendition is when one country renders a suspect/prisiner to another country jurisdiction sans all the necessary paperwork involved.
This has been used by the CIA to extract information from terror suspects.
Since torture is illegal in the US, the government sends suspects to countries like Egypt, Jordan, Israel, Poland, etc. to do the dirty work.

Read more about it here.

The topic is now a movie starring Reese Witherspoon and Merryl Streep.


It's pretty disturbing, but just think of how many lives have been saved because of this. Sometimes decisions like these are necessary. I'd hate to be the one who makes those decisions though.

At Reyna's Request...

I have been tagged by Reyna Elena. Here's 8 random things about me:

1. I hate cockroaches with a passion. Especially the flying ones found in the Philippines. This stems from a horrid experience when I was living at my Aunt's house in Marikina. Those cockroaches are vicious!

2. Scent is very important to me. I don't like bad smells and stay away from smelly people. Smelling nice and staying clean is something the EVERYONE can do. I just find it appalling how people can walk out of their homes smelling like garbage. Oh! and to those guys who wear AXE...please please please lay off the stuff. It's better if you shower then put on some mild smelling deodorant.

3. I was born in San Juan, Metro Manila. I spent a lot of time there and was even baptized at the main church there. I think it's Saint John the Baptist Church. I also lived in Pasay, Quezon City, and Marikina.

4. I spent summers in my Lola's farm in Bicol. It was great fun! We would run through the rice paddies and have the old dog, Rambo, chase us everywhere we went. It was simple and very bucolic. The views are fantastic! The farm is surrounded by green hills and you can see Mt. Isarog in the distance. Back then, we still had to use hand pumps for the water. Now, Lola's farm house boasts a shower, a flushing toilet, and a plasma TV, not to mention air conditioning. The effects of globalization???

5. I love movies. I love all kinds of movies. I watch more movies than TV shows. I don't really watch much TV. I watch movies.

6. When I was young my Aunt Millie taught me a response whenever someone asked what my Mother did for a living:

Question:Ano trabaho ng nanay mo?
(What does your mom do for a living?)

Me:Dancer po sa Mabini.
(She's a dancer at the red light district.)

My mom still laughs about this to this day.

7. I love the sound of champagne being poured into a crystal flute.

8. Two life changing trips for me:

Paris: Where I fell in love with life

San Francisco: Where I fully embraced who I am and who I wanted to be.

Now, I tag...

1.Empress Maruja
2.Thadie
3.Josh
4.Jon
5.Chase
6.Bryan the Miseducated
7.Q the Conqueror
8.Misterhubs

Thursday, 11 October 2007

We're Here

We're Here
We're Queer
Get Used to It!

Today marks National Coming Out Day here in the US.

I say more power to those who wish to come out of the closet and lead lives of honesty. Maybe someday I'll have the courage to do the same.

Enough with the drama.

Watch this!

Thursday, 27 September 2007

A Free Burma


Photo Courtesy of Reuters

Over the past few days, the world has finally seen that all isn’t well in Myanmar. As the monks march for freedom, the rest of us watch in shock and disbelief that such atrocities still exist. It’s 2007. We are in the new millennium, yet many still suffer. So many still have their rights to free speech, freedom of expression, and just the plain old right to say “the government sucks” deprived from them.

The Burma case is egregious and alarming. The junta has held a tight grip for years with the complicity of its ASEAN neighbors. The US cannot be blamed for this one. Sanctions have been placed for years and credit must be given to the Bush Administration who spoke out against the crackdown. But the US alone cannot put an end to this. ASEAN must step in and impose sanctions and support the protesters. Its time for ASEAN to step in and take care of its own business. This is happening in its own backyard. Are we willing to allow the mass murder of thousands of innocents? If no one rises up to fight for what is right, then we will all have blood on our hands, especially ASEAN.

I ask any of you who believe in the universal and unalienable right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness to write an entry about the crimes committed by the junta.

Spread the word.

I support a Free Burma.




Visit IHT.com for the article
Thanks to Bisean for introducing his link to Burma, a fellow blogger named Dawn.

Visit ko htike's blog to see what is happening in Yangon.

Busy Busy




I haven’t needed a vacation like I do right now. I just need to get away.

Far away.

The only relaxation I get these days is my weekly facials. Over the past few days, I had to deal with 3 tests, 2 reports, drama at work, and a new business venture.

A co-worker had approached about an idea of his which I am currently researching. He and others will put up the capital and I will get a percentage for my work. Since they are elderly people, they don’t know how to use computers, much less write a business plan and run around the city following up on contracts. It’s been really hectic. I get about 5 hours of sleep a night. Then again, it is a lot of money to just pass on.

As they say,

“Sacrifice today means affluence tomorrow.”



Photo courtesy of Intercontinental Hotels Group


Saturday, 22 September 2007

An Aristocrat's Idol



I haven't blogged because of a busy busy schedule. School seems to be taking up most of my time with all the tests and papers I have to prepare. Early this week...last weekend actually, I watched 60 Minutes interview Alan Greenspan. I have always been a fan of AG since I was a Freshman in high school reading the Wall Street Journal. The economic boom orchestrated during the Clinton Administration was perhaps the best this country has ever seen. America has just fully embraced globalization, free trade, and was reaping the rewards of technological advancements. It was the birth of a new economy.

This and more is espoused in Alan Greenspan's new book, The Age of Turbulence: Adventures in a New World. The book's essentially a memoir about his life, his philosophy, and his predictions. Marvel at the genius of market capitalism and how it has brought the world closer. Ever wonder why South Korea, Taiwan, Singapore, and China have such booming markets?Read *part* of the reasons in the book. I've only gotten through the intro and Chapter 1, but trust me. It is an interesting read and is not written in Fedspeak.

Reyna Elena has also posted clips of the 60 Minutes Interview.

Here are some excerpts:

"All people appear motivated by an inbred striving for self-esteem that is in large part fostered by the approval of others. that striving determines much of what households spend their money on..."

"In the face of the increasing integration of the global economy, the world's citizens face a profound choice: to embrace the worldwide benefits of open markets and open societies that pull people out of poverty and up the ladder of skills to better, more meaningful lives, while bearing in mind fundamental issues of justice; or to reject that opportunity and embrace nativism, tribalism, populism, indeed all of the "isms" into which communities retreat when their identities are under siege and they cannot perceive better options."


My friends, we face a bold new world.

Saturday, 15 September 2007

I think there's something you should know...

I remember shaking my little fanny to this song back in the day.

How fabulous is that?



"I think there's something you should know
I think it's time I told you so
There's something deep inside of me
There's someone else I've got to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man"


Now that is a coming out song!

Thursday, 13 September 2007

My Thoughts On Erap

To those of you who judge Estrada as just some petty politician who is out only for himself, I say "Don't judge a book by its cover." I have been lucky enough to have met the former President and can only judge him to be a well-meaning, sincere, and charming man. There's been a lot of ugly things written about him, and I hope that people look real hard at themselves and the other politicians who are guilty of the same sins.

Consider the fact that his former best friend, the admitted "jueteng lord", is now hailed as a national hero. Now that is perverse! His old enemies have now become allies, while allies have turned to enemies.Politics does indeed make for strange bedfellows.

I can't even imagine how his family feels right now.

After all the politicking is over, I will still remember the jovial man whom I met years ago when I was still a boy living in San Juan. That memory of Erap will be the one I hearken to whenever someone calls him a monster. I can only wish him the best.

Saturday, 8 September 2007

Happy Birthday!

What do

Richard the LionHeart

Patsy Cline

Pink

and

the Virgin Mary

Have in common?


They share the same birthday with me!

Thank you Everyone for reading my driblets and incoherent thoughts.

Today I was very touched when a friend at work gave me a card.

It was a singing card with the song "Breaking Free" from High School Musical. I've never seen the movie. But she knows I like the song no matter how much I said I hated it. She knows I'm corny like dat! Thanks so much Janny!



and a very special thanks to Josh.

My *Wish* List...the shoe Edition

I just love love love these shoes. These are definitely on my wish list.
Maybe *someone* will buy me a pair for my birthday.

1. Gucci Sneakers


2. Prada Calfskin Logo Driver


3. Prada Seamed Leather Slip On


4. Prada Velvet Slip On


5. Louis Vuitton Monte Carlo Initials Loafer


6. Louis Vuitton Foudre Loafer


7. Louis Vuitton Classic Utah Leather Loafer


8. Dolce and Gabbana Signature Top Sneaker


9. Ferragamo Riservia Slip On



Don't Make me Choose ONE! I love them all!

Photos are courtesy of Neiman Marcus and eluxury.com

I now leave you with a song from Lola Madonna. Ciao!

Thursday, 6 September 2007

Bravo Maestro. Bravo.

When I was still in my early teens, I had no appreciation for any other type of music except for N*Sync, Britney and the Backstreet Boys. Then, one brisk November weekend I was tasked with accompanying my Grandma Ella to the Opera. She had season tickets and the NY Metropolitan Opera House was her favorite place. I never understood why she loved opera so much.

Photo acquired through google.

Then I heard him sing this aria.

Live.

On stage.



By the time he sang the last notes, I was in tears and I was utterly amazed at how much the music just moved me. To this day, I still cry when they sing Nessun Dorma when I watch Turandot.

But no one can do it better than Luciano.

My *wish* list

As you folks might know, yours truly will be celebrating a dreaded bday this week. In fact, it's on September the 8th. Since this will be my *ehem* 21st +++ birthday.
I have compiled a wish list.
Here goes...

1.the Louis Vuitton Bastille

Photo Courtesy of the Purseblog

2.the Louis Vuitton Taiga Dersou


Photo Courtesy of the Purseblog

3. the Louis Vuitton Kasbek PM

Photo Courtesy of the Purseblog

4. Dior Homme Large Shopper

Courtesy of eluxury.com

5. Marc by Marc Jacobs Cape Sweater 'cuz I love love love big collars!


Courtesy of eluxury.com

6. McQ Alexander Mc Queen Moleskin Blazer

Courtesy of eluxury.com

7. 3.1 Phillip Lim Inspector Coat

Courtesy of eluxury.com

8. Dolce and Gabbana Black Messenger Bag

Courtesy of Neiman Marcus

9. Marc Jacobs Pan Am Flight Bag

Photo Courtesy of Chuvaness

10. An illustration of me by Pepper Roxas

11. A painting by Josh

12. Shopping with Chuvaness.

13. An Internship with Lola Karl Lagerfeld at Chanel

14. Lunch with Thakoon

15. A date with a crush...I won't tell who he is. My lips are sealed.

Hey! It's FREE to DREAM. :)

If any of you have noticed, I didn't include shoes.

That's on a list of its own.

I have more wishes, but that's for another list. Maybe tomorrow. It's 3AM already.

Ciao!

Sunday, 2 September 2007

September

Where did summer go?

Then again, it never really leaves Florida. The temperature outside is well above 90 degrees and will continue to be so until November.

Now that the "ber" months are here, Christmas comes closer and closer. That means that the shopping season will start. I promised myself that I will finish my Christmas shopping very very early this year. My deadline: before Thanksgiving.

I am slowly inching towards graduation and to tell you folks the truth:

I am terrified.

Once I graduate, I'll have to go out on my own and I've even flirted with the idea of moving to a new city. My parents support my idea. They really have no choice.

I think September is my favorite month. It's the beginning and the end. The end of summer fun and the beginning of school. Out with sandals and shorts, In with long coats and furs. Lest we forget, New York Fashion Week starts September 5th.

Anyway I leave you now with my September song.

Thursday, 30 August 2007

the City

This post is way overdue. I snapped some pics of St. Petersburg. It's very pretty to look at. Very Quaint. Very Old. The city's mostly for old people. Old people with loads of cash.

Grayl's Hotel is one of the Oldest in the city. I imagine small-ish rooms and quaint antique furniture.


Parkshore's one of the condo buildings that have sprung up around the city. A unit will set you back around 400-500 thou. But the current housing bust is affecting sales. I imagine the prices will drop soon.








This is the very fink Vinoy Hotel. It's a landmark in the city. The suites are very luxurious and the restaurant is very Old Florida. I imagine F. Scott Fitzgerald characters sunning themselves on the porch long ago. Al Capone used to vacation in St. Petersburg during the winter. There's a restaurant inside. The food's not bad. The ambiance is fantastic, especially if you want to treat yourself to some luxury.




~~~
That's all for now. I'm quite pooped from all the coursework this semester. Derivatives, AICPA, FASB, Capitalization, Etc. Etc. Accounting's not for everyone. I'm having doubts myself. But I do love it. And no, I'm not some geeky, accountant with a pocket protector and calculators attached to me.

Wednesday, 22 August 2007

the Campus

Today I decided to finish up loose ends regarding registrations, changing classes, buying books, and parking fees. Did I mention that it was almost 100 degrees outside? I finished my errands earlier than I thought so I decided to take pictures.

I chose this campus because it was way more picturesque than the one in Tampa. Also, the class sizes were much smaller and it has better professors. The campus itself is spread out on the shores of Bayboro Harbor which offers really great views.













I pass the Dali Museum every time I walk to the College of Business. At times I get to play photographer for the Japanese tourists.



Surrealism anyone?




Next post will be pictures of St. Petersburg. But only the nice part.