Wednesday, August 30, 2006

mabel, disco and babag peak

Before the month ends, I want to wrap up some interesting events. Bear with my writing today, I am really really sleepy.

The waitress-singer girl (Mabel) I met in Bantayan Island earlier this month looked really familiar but I just couldn't quite figure out where I met or saw her. A day after that I was mindlessly looking at some old pictures and I saw this. It's a sex scandal somewhere in Manila.














I'm not saying that the girl in the picture is Mabel but the similiraty is just too striking to ignore. I was specially curious because she mentioned in our conversation that she's from Manila and she ran away from home because of a big fight with her mother and she doesn't want to go back. The reason of which is a blurry explanation. Or maybe I'm too drank to give a shit. Either way I really don't give a damn. If this is her, it was a great loss on my part. She's hot as Dubai's weather. I hope she's still in the island when I have my next chance to visit.

On the lighter side, for 2 straight Friday nights I was in a discotheque. All to Mark's emphatic persuasion. This may not sound a big deal but for me it is. Having done everything on the dancefloor for the past 12 years, I no longer dig late night dance trips. I'm more into less crowded places with no shoes to step into. Quarter-life crisis, I tell you. These days I have the money and time to party every weekend or even everyday but I no longer have the vigor. Sometimes life can be so unfair.

There was one weekend where Norman, Auxie, Janice and me went to Babag peak to spend an evening. It was nice to celebrate Saturday night on top of a hill. But we didn't go there empty handed. Red horse was with us and made everything fun. After consuming about a dozen cans of beer, the stallion started to kick the sense out of us. Everybody was laughing for no apparent reason. We laugh at everything we said even if it's not funny. Janice laughed hysterically when she splashed half the contents of the potato chips all over the tent. Insanely, we laughed with her. It looked like we smoked some weeds but that we did not do. It was all because of the horse.









There was one scene I remember before my memory was swiped clean. I was lying on my back and was pulling Auxie's hand towards my crotch. I was so damn horny that night, haven't gotten laid/masturbated for the past couple of weeks. At first it seemed like a casual joke but then I was testing Auxie if she'll go all the way. And she didn't. Instead, she and Janice dared me to take my dick off my pants and let them see it. Of course, I did. I was getting a boner at the idea but when I really took it off, I lost concentration. I'm not a show-and-tell kind of guy. A big no to exhibitionism unless of course it's not me. So they saw my semi-limp wiener. But nobody dared to touch it even after all my pleas. Then, I slept the night away while the rest of them continued doing their crap. Norman even had a picture of Auxie pissing in front of the tent.

It was sooo embarrassing when Janice told me about it the next day when we were all sober. She even described the color of my wiener. Shit!

3 comments:

Ylan said...

ahahaha! splat puerte jud nakong tutuk sa tent! abeh nako ug basura nga nagpundok... after pa nako basa nakasabot nga tent diay tu! hehehe!!!!

splat said...

mura bitaw mga basura sa?? hehehe hangin gyud kaayo, ylan.. wala nahitsura ang amo tent unya nahubog na ang mga taw pataka na lang butang sa mga pagkaon..

Anonymous said...

censored man ni imo entry! janice/auxie, pls email me color of splat's ***beep***

sayang wa ko didto dah! bwahahaha!!! ;-)

-batgirl