Like most stories, the best part of my stay here came late. I blame it partly on the weather. The cold season lasted 2 months more than it should. Then I was sent here all by myself. Nobody to sit with me in the car to make long drives a little less tiring. But anyway, I'm not gonna dwell on that.
Three weekends ago the sun started to really shine and the cold wind's gone. Invitations from old and new friends came left and right. My first visit was in Bad Kreuznach. I have 2 classmates from high school, one married a German and the other an American soldier stationed in Germany, that reside there. Then another high school mate, a nurse in UK, visited Germany. So we made it a point to have a get together. It was a stressful 4 hours drive. I was expecting a nilagang baboy or baka, or perhaps tinolang manok on my dinner plate after my ordeal on the freeway, but that darn Jean, the host, only cooked lousy longganisa for me. I was complaining about it until the day I left their place.
I was tired from the drive and it was very late (around 11PM) but I still say yes when they plan to go to Frankfurt that night. It was all worth it. The city was celebrating for Germany's win on a match in the World Cup. People were boozing, dancing, singing and shouting everywhere. But it was great to see a lot of police patroling the street. At first glance, you thought there was a coup d'etat. Then later on you'll realize that the police was really monitoring the city for any riots or whatsoever. Anyway we didn't join the celebration. We were looking for the red light area. It was a great night. All traces of tiredness vanished when we went inside a strip bar.
The next day I was delighted to know that they don't have an itinerary for me. I immediately suggested to visit Rizal Park at Heidelberg, an hour drive from their place. It would have been totally uncool if it was in the Philippines. But since Rizal Park is situated on a mountain in Heidelberg, Germany then patriotism got the better of me. We were all surprised to see Jose Rizal Street near the park. It was a stroll in the city after a few pictures with the doctor. The day wasn't complete without dropping by at a discotheque before heading home at around 4 in the morning.
We only slept 5 hours then we had to get ready for a day at the "Mud Park". It was like a 2-hour treck on different surfaces - clay, grass, a lot of variety of wood, river, muddy water, steel, pebbles, rocks, rope - and we had to walk barefoot. It costs me EUR 2.50 to punish my feet! The reason for people flocking in there? Since life has been so comfortable in this country, they have to get in touch with nature literally. In my country, I do this all the time for free!
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
old flirtings
This is a post from my now defunct blog about 2 years ago. Although I still can't muster the courage to read most part of the blog (for some very stupid emotional reasons), I was able to extract this one post. I'd like to see if someone would recognize the characters. Note: All names are replaced for confidentiality's sake.
September 2004.
Begin post.
My officemates went out to see Mr. Ie for a get-together or something. Let me see who's in attendance: Ms. S, Ms. G, Ms. Tt, Ms. Y and Mr. P. Then after a couple of hours, Ms. Im, Ms. Il, Mr. R, Ms. Cy and Ms. O came over. We were at Mr. A's in Lahug.
Conversation was okay until Ms. Im and Ms. Il came into the scene. There was a lot of flirtings going on. I mean among Ms. Im, Ms. Il and me, or maybe it was just the alcohol. But Mr. P noticed it and told me about it on our way home.
When we went out of the office a while ago, I saw Ms. Im and Ms. Il making their way out at the gate. Then Ms. Im teased me about Ms. Il. Ms. Il retorted back that it was Ms. Im who has a thing for me since way back we first met. I dismissed the idea, of course. It's too much flattery to handle and I'll end up blushing. I don't like the feeling at all.
At Mr. A's, things heat up or maybe it was for lack of anything else worth all our while. But anyway, the teasing continues. Good thing it's kinda dark on our table so nobody would notice my blushes. I noticed, and Mr. P noticed it as well, Ms. Im was constantly giving me a look. It might be a seductive look or just the way she looks at people. But it was giving me that burning sensation. Ms. Il also gave me a seductive look once in the office. I felt like I was melting.
Few more hours passed and Ms. Il sat beside me. I was beginning to sweat. I was in heat. Somebody in the crowd noticed my sweating. I couldn't care any less. She made tissue flowers and gave it to me. She even put one on the pocket of my polo. My knees began to weaken. Then all of my bones followed. If they would invite me at that time, I will surely do anything.
When we are about to leave, Ms. Im and Ms. Il rode in Ms. Cy's car while I was at Mr. Ie's. I gave them a glance when they boarded the car and saw Ms. Il with that look again. I was getting goosebumps at that time. Somehow the devil slumbering inside me tried to get hold of me. I was very much tempted to get in that car and have a good time with Ms. Il and Ms. Im or if that's what they're up to. On the other hand, the thought of Ms. I and me settling down held me on the other end. The thought of Ms. I giggling and giving me that childish smile kept my decision firm. I want to settle down as soon as possible and not make things more complicated than they already are.
Ms. Im and Ms. Il with me on bed is more than I could ask for. I could imagine more than a couple of positions we can get ourselves into. Curacho almost bursted out of my pants. These thoughts played in my mind during my ride home. I tried to convince Mr. P to stop by at Fashion Bar near Super Metro Mandaue and he can go to El Marino downstairs. But he declined. I was in heat when I went home. I screwed myself twice just to get over the burning sensation.
End post.
September 2004.
Begin post.
My officemates went out to see Mr. Ie for a get-together or something. Let me see who's in attendance: Ms. S, Ms. G, Ms. Tt, Ms. Y and Mr. P. Then after a couple of hours, Ms. Im, Ms. Il, Mr. R, Ms. Cy and Ms. O came over. We were at Mr. A's in Lahug.
Conversation was okay until Ms. Im and Ms. Il came into the scene. There was a lot of flirtings going on. I mean among Ms. Im, Ms. Il and me, or maybe it was just the alcohol. But Mr. P noticed it and told me about it on our way home.
When we went out of the office a while ago, I saw Ms. Im and Ms. Il making their way out at the gate. Then Ms. Im teased me about Ms. Il. Ms. Il retorted back that it was Ms. Im who has a thing for me since way back we first met. I dismissed the idea, of course. It's too much flattery to handle and I'll end up blushing. I don't like the feeling at all.
At Mr. A's, things heat up or maybe it was for lack of anything else worth all our while. But anyway, the teasing continues. Good thing it's kinda dark on our table so nobody would notice my blushes. I noticed, and Mr. P noticed it as well, Ms. Im was constantly giving me a look. It might be a seductive look or just the way she looks at people. But it was giving me that burning sensation. Ms. Il also gave me a seductive look once in the office. I felt like I was melting.
Few more hours passed and Ms. Il sat beside me. I was beginning to sweat. I was in heat. Somebody in the crowd noticed my sweating. I couldn't care any less. She made tissue flowers and gave it to me. She even put one on the pocket of my polo. My knees began to weaken. Then all of my bones followed. If they would invite me at that time, I will surely do anything.
When we are about to leave, Ms. Im and Ms. Il rode in Ms. Cy's car while I was at Mr. Ie's. I gave them a glance when they boarded the car and saw Ms. Il with that look again. I was getting goosebumps at that time. Somehow the devil slumbering inside me tried to get hold of me. I was very much tempted to get in that car and have a good time with Ms. Il and Ms. Im or if that's what they're up to. On the other hand, the thought of Ms. I and me settling down held me on the other end. The thought of Ms. I giggling and giving me that childish smile kept my decision firm. I want to settle down as soon as possible and not make things more complicated than they already are.
Ms. Im and Ms. Il with me on bed is more than I could ask for. I could imagine more than a couple of positions we can get ourselves into. Curacho almost bursted out of my pants. These thoughts played in my mind during my ride home. I tried to convince Mr. P to stop by at Fashion Bar near Super Metro Mandaue and he can go to El Marino downstairs. But he declined. I was in heat when I went home. I screwed myself twice just to get over the burning sensation.
End post.
Sunday, June 04, 2006
tagged
Uy! This would be my very first "tag-tag" thing. I used to ignore this 'coz it's more like a girl's game but since I have nothing else to post then be it.
Joys And Delights. Bow.
The rule. Name 10 of life's simple pleasures that you like the most, then pick 10 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative, and not to use things someone else has already used.
I get easily delighted with many things, even with the simple ones. Yeah, I admit it. Mobu ra kog kalipay. (Short happiness? Quick joyfulness? Easily satisfied? Basta. Whatever. I won't let my brain bleed for the english term of this. It's already 7 in the evening and I haven't had dinner yet.) So, 10 is a short list for me.
1) Cooking a delicious meal. I have so many "palpaks" when my hands began to tinker the cooking dish and the laddle. It never fails to lift my spirit if my cooked dish tastes a little closer to Mama's cooking.
2) Having a good night sleep. I usually smile when I woke up a little earlier and realized that I slept more than 7 hours.
3) Taking a long shower. Hot or cold, depending on the weather. I love to savor the lather on my skin and on my hair. Bathtub is also great but I get irritated when it took so many minutes to fill the tub.
4) Eating a delicious meal. This should be my no. 1 but the list is in no particular order. It doesn't have to be gourmet or anything of that sort as long as my taste buds agree with it. I have a very low standard on food taste. I always label my meal delicious most of the time even if it's as worse as my own cooking.
5) Communicating with friends. Be it on constant emailing, online chatting, "physical" chatting (you know what I mean.), or telephone/VOIP conversation.
6) Watching good movies. My preference is wide when it comes to movies. I'll watch almost anything. But Tagalog movies?... Well, some of them.
7) Buying something new. Be it an audio CD, shirt, jeans, boxers, socks, PS2 games, etc.
8) Hearing my favorite song played on the radio. I got a long list of favorite songs. It ranges from metal-scraping rock music to orchestra-accompanied classical songs.
9) Seeing a cute baby. Haaay! I love babies and longing to have one. Unsaon mani uy. hehehe
10) Getting laid. Saving the best for last. No further explanation needed.
After reviewing all 10, it looks like I'm happy almost all the time.
Joys And Delights. Bow.
The rule. Name 10 of life's simple pleasures that you like the most, then pick 10 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative, and not to use things someone else has already used.
I get easily delighted with many things, even with the simple ones. Yeah, I admit it. Mobu ra kog kalipay. (Short happiness? Quick joyfulness? Easily satisfied? Basta. Whatever. I won't let my brain bleed for the english term of this. It's already 7 in the evening and I haven't had dinner yet.) So, 10 is a short list for me.
1) Cooking a delicious meal. I have so many "palpaks" when my hands began to tinker the cooking dish and the laddle. It never fails to lift my spirit if my cooked dish tastes a little closer to Mama's cooking.
2) Having a good night sleep. I usually smile when I woke up a little earlier and realized that I slept more than 7 hours.
3) Taking a long shower. Hot or cold, depending on the weather. I love to savor the lather on my skin and on my hair. Bathtub is also great but I get irritated when it took so many minutes to fill the tub.
4) Eating a delicious meal. This should be my no. 1 but the list is in no particular order. It doesn't have to be gourmet or anything of that sort as long as my taste buds agree with it. I have a very low standard on food taste. I always label my meal delicious most of the time even if it's as worse as my own cooking.
5) Communicating with friends. Be it on constant emailing, online chatting, "physical" chatting (you know what I mean.), or telephone/VOIP conversation.
6) Watching good movies. My preference is wide when it comes to movies. I'll watch almost anything. But Tagalog movies?... Well, some of them.
7) Buying something new. Be it an audio CD, shirt, jeans, boxers, socks, PS2 games, etc.
8) Hearing my favorite song played on the radio. I got a long list of favorite songs. It ranges from metal-scraping rock music to orchestra-accompanied classical songs.
9) Seeing a cute baby. Haaay! I love babies and longing to have one. Unsaon mani uy. hehehe
10) Getting laid. Saving the best for last. No further explanation needed.
After reviewing all 10, it looks like I'm happy almost all the time.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
eating your egg
One nice thing I learned from Germans is the "civilized way" of eating an egg. First of all, this has no other connotation or whatsoever. We're talking about eggs we eat during breakfast or, in some cases, specially at Lear, during dinner. *sigh* I miss my silogs and scrambled eggs.
In my 5 weeks here, I never encountered a sunny-side-up or a scrambled egg during breakfast. (I eat breakfast in the hotel restaurant, by the way.) It's always hard boiled. But they serve it on a nice little plate specially made for hard-boiled eggs. Then the nice little plate is placed on a platito (<-haay ambot unsay iningles ani) with kutsarita (<- utro pa ni) on the side.
I was tempted to smash the egg shell on the table. That's the way to do it in my country - simple and direct. But in this country, it's quite different. Well, maybe, tapping the egg shell slowly with the spoon until it cracks might be acceptable. But no, siree. That is not acceptable.
1) First you need a knife.
2) Hold the top of the egg with your fingers.
3) Place the knife an inch below your finger. Or just enough to make a good clean blow.
4) Strike the egg slowly but firmly enough to break the shell without smashing it to pieces.
5) Slice your way to the other side until the top comes off.
6) ...and you're ready to indulge.
7) You can top it with whatever you like. I tried salt, Nutella, orange jam and strawberry jam. It tastes great.
In my 5 weeks here, I never encountered a sunny-side-up or a scrambled egg during breakfast. (I eat breakfast in the hotel restaurant, by the way.) It's always hard boiled. But they serve it on a nice little plate specially made for hard-boiled eggs. Then the nice little plate is placed on a platito (<-haay ambot unsay iningles ani) with kutsarita (<- utro pa ni) on the side.
I was tempted to smash the egg shell on the table. That's the way to do it in my country - simple and direct. But in this country, it's quite different. Well, maybe, tapping the egg shell slowly with the spoon until it cracks might be acceptable. But no, siree. That is not acceptable.
1) First you need a knife.
2) Hold the top of the egg with your fingers.
3) Place the knife an inch below your finger. Or just enough to make a good clean blow.
4) Strike the egg slowly but firmly enough to break the shell without smashing it to pieces.
5) Slice your way to the other side until the top comes off.
6) ...and you're ready to indulge.
7) You can top it with whatever you like. I tried salt, Nutella, orange jam and strawberry jam. It tastes great.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
sunday nothing
I have to post an entry 'coz it's been quite sometime since my last one. But what can I share? I don't have much adventures here as I do in Philippines. But I'm hoping not to trip and fall head first when I get out of the car like Ylan. hehehehe
I thought going to an internet cafe in Lapulapu ('coz there's nothing else to do) was lame. But taking pictures of myself in the hotel on a Sunday morning is lame to the infinity! I never thought I would do this but here it is.
Tele all day.
God, I don't even know what to say about this picture!
Got to finish my grapes with a bottle of wine.
Stocking some euro cents on top of my tripod. So damn lame!
I'm still guessing as of this moment what to call this entry.
I thought going to an internet cafe in Lapulapu ('coz there's nothing else to do) was lame. But taking pictures of myself in the hotel on a Sunday morning is lame to the infinity! I never thought I would do this but here it is.
Tele all day.
God, I don't even know what to say about this picture!
Got to finish my grapes with a bottle of wine.
Stocking some euro cents on top of my tripod. So damn lame!
I'm still guessing as of this moment what to call this entry.
Friday, April 28, 2006
foreigner
The Bavarian part of Germany, which I am now, is known for its landscape - beautiful hills, thick forests, nice Bavarian houses and buildings. Add it with German aesthetics on furnitures, appliances and architecture, and it makes a picture perfect place. I am almost certain that the standard Bliss wallpaper found on msXP OS was captured on this side of the world.
Yet, I'm not feeling excited about the whole situation. Something's missing.
When I went to the U.S. 4 years ago, I dreaded the fact that I will be in a foreign land, completely ignorant to the culture, to the way of life. I could write a book about all the blunders I made while I was there. I never imagined things work this and that way in a first world country. I never looked back and felt sad about leaving the warm Philippines, about leaving my friends. In fact, the place grew in me. I could see myself living and growing old in that foreign land. I began to like the cold weather and the snow. It didn't make me sad. I could only recount 1 out of 365 days that I felt homesick - it was only during my birthday.
But now and here, it was different. I kept on thinking about the laags, gimiks and dine outs back in Cebu, specially the beach under the Philippine sun. Here, there's Munich, Berlin, Frankenfurt, Spain, even France to go to. Or go even further like Portugal, Denmark, Netherlands, Italy - all within my reach (if I only have the time and the budget, of course.). Still it didn't appeal to my senses.
Maybe because I don't know the language. I don't feel welcome. I was a total alien. In the US, I can easily blend in. Here, I don't even know what to reply to the sales lady if she asks me something or to a cute stranger I met along the way. If I went to the supermarket and pay the cashier, I will be very glad to say "tschuess" (read as choos, bye in English ) because that will be the end of the conversation. When I went to the gas station and wanted to use the restroom, I can't just barge in to the cashier and ask for the key. So I have to punish my bladder.
There are a lot of Filipinos, Pinays to be specific, in nearby cities. But they are not enough to satisfy my hunger for parties and good times. They're older women and have totally different
meaning of good time. They like to talk about who's beautiful, who's got the nice boobs, the nice ass, the nice body, the clearer complexion, the sexier dress and so and so. And I am teaching them boogie for a party presentation this 6th of May! I still can't recall how I get myself in this ordeal. I have to add though, they are all extra nice. I felt so at home when they are around. Some would remind me of my real tiyas back home. They're so concerned about having enough food to eat for the day.I'm counting the days I'll be back home and basking under the hot sun.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
wagtang ang duka
Ako lang ni i-post kay nawagtang gyud akong duka ani nga chat ganina. Former officemate ni nako nga pwerting sipata. Kung imo siya tan-awn kay mura siya anghel nga dili makabuak ug plato. Pero kung magchat na gani, ambot lang... (note: some names are edited for confidentiality's sake)
me: hi tsiks... dili pa ka matulog?
cSaGmail: 10:00 sa gabii??? buntag pa na sa ako hehehe
me: bitaw sa? kaliwat man diay kag witch
cSaGmail: oo ... ako ra witch nga buutan
me: ayaw sulti ana, makilatan gani ka diha sayo gyud na mabyudo si mr d...
cSaGmail: ok ra kay ning promise man ko sa akong self nga mangalag ko sa akong tanan kaila hehehe
me: pagsul-ot unya ug t-back or brazilian cut nga panty unya victorias secret nga lingerie para sexy kaayo ang mokalag sa ako... tingalig marape pa hinuon nako hehehehe
cSaGmail: na naunsa ..miski na rape-pon tika walay pulos kay molusut ra..mora ka gajerjer ug hangin
me: bahala na kay naay hangin... kung maglolo gani kay huna-huna ra gyud kutob... hehehehe
cSaGmail: haha atay...
me: magchange topic ta, pretty c, kay nanginit na ko diri asa diay ron ang imong mr pesky?
cSaGmail: pangita diha germanese (kay girl man). naa diri sa akong tapad nag dukduk pud sa iya pc
me: mura diay internet cafe ang inyong balay sa?
cSaGmail: oo pwede mi magduwa ug network games. pero mas lingaw cguro ko kung laing network ang among himoon
me: ahehehe... sipat man ka uy... lisod pangita diri germanese uy kay lisod idiskarte nga mag-german. naka-disco mi last saturday kay daghan unta kaayo tsiks didto
cSaGmail: syaro wa dyud kabalo mo english
me: kabalo mo-english pero lisod kaayo sabton
cSaGmail: ning attempt na lang tani ka ug sabot...tsk! naka take home unta ka
me: tutok ra gyud intawn ko kutob sa mga puti nga paa ug sa hamis nga lawas... ang ako nabal-an nga german kay "danke" ug "goten morgen" ra gyud - "thanks" & "good morning"
cSaGmail: tsk..bastos lagi paminawon ang goten morgen.. murag oten gi murder hehehe
me: amaw!! bastos gyud kag huna-huna da.. birahi na imong bana sa imo kilid ay
cSaGmail: akong murderon iyang oten ayaw pud intawon
me: hehehe... ayaw lang murdera uy.. paaka lang..
cSaGmail: ay da way flavor!
me: hmmm... tigaan unya tikaw ug para flavor ana... mangita ko diri
cSaGmail: hahaha ayaw lang pud nang sud-an nga flavor ha kay basin tinud-un nako ug kaon
me: hehehe... dili tikaw tigaan ug humba or chicken-adobo flavor uy unsa man imo ganahan? cherry, strawberry, pineapple, honey or apple flavor?
cSaGmail: strawberry para murag gi pimple
me: hahahaha... buang!! mura ra man na siya colorless nga lotion.. wala kay matilawan nga liso-liso uy. pag-abot nako gikan sa u.s. kay naa ko da daghan. daghan pod ming-ingon nga nindot kuno kay tam-is tam-is
cSaGmail: ows? NGANONG WALA MAN KA NANGHATAG NAKO! tsk!
me: maulaw pa man ko atong mga panahona.. tingali mo-ingon ka nga pervert ra kaayo ko.. mabad shot unya ko sa imo. mingsulay pod ko palit atong pump-pump nga isul-ot sa oten para palami
cSaGmail: nya unsa feeling ato? kita nako ana diri
me: kapoy man to uy kay ako man ang magsige pump... mahawoy akong kamot kadugayan. dugay ko magul-an.. ako na lang dayon kuhaon unya kamoton na lang...
cSaGmail: nangita ka ug tig pump.. katong mga txt mate nimo
me: txt mate ra ba ta hehehehe mabastos man ko basta ikaw ako kachat, pretty c, i wonder why
cSaGmail: i wonder why pud nga am so wholesome man ko ka chat
me: saba diha uy kanus-a gyud intawn ka nawholesome
cSaGmail: katong naa pa ko sa tiyan sa akong mama
me: hahahaha sakto!! kay paghilak nimo, kabalo dayon ang doktor nga bastusin gyud ka nga bata
cSaGmail: at least paghilak ra ikaw kabalo na cguro imong mama daan naa pa sa tiyan.. oi oi..mo ebs sa ko
me: hala sige... ba-bye.. ayo-ayo sa pag-ebs
Naglain pod tingali ang lawas ani niya kay ming-adto man ug c.r.
me: hi tsiks... dili pa ka matulog?
cSaGmail: 10:00 sa gabii??? buntag pa na sa ako hehehe
me: bitaw sa? kaliwat man diay kag witch
cSaGmail: oo ... ako ra witch nga buutan
me: ayaw sulti ana, makilatan gani ka diha sayo gyud na mabyudo si mr d...
cSaGmail: ok ra kay ning promise man ko sa akong self nga mangalag ko sa akong tanan kaila hehehe
me: pagsul-ot unya ug t-back or brazilian cut nga panty unya victorias secret nga lingerie para sexy kaayo ang mokalag sa ako... tingalig marape pa hinuon nako hehehehe
cSaGmail: na naunsa ..miski na rape-pon tika walay pulos kay molusut ra..mora ka gajerjer ug hangin
me: bahala na kay naay hangin... kung maglolo gani kay huna-huna ra gyud kutob... hehehehe
cSaGmail: haha atay...
me: magchange topic ta, pretty c, kay nanginit na ko diri asa diay ron ang imong mr pesky?
cSaGmail: pangita diha germanese (kay girl man). naa diri sa akong tapad nag dukduk pud sa iya pc
me: mura diay internet cafe ang inyong balay sa?
cSaGmail: oo pwede mi magduwa ug network games. pero mas lingaw cguro ko kung laing network ang among himoon
me: ahehehe... sipat man ka uy... lisod pangita diri germanese uy kay lisod idiskarte nga mag-german. naka-disco mi last saturday kay daghan unta kaayo tsiks didto
cSaGmail: syaro wa dyud kabalo mo english
me: kabalo mo-english pero lisod kaayo sabton
cSaGmail: ning attempt na lang tani ka ug sabot...tsk! naka take home unta ka
me: tutok ra gyud intawn ko kutob sa mga puti nga paa ug sa hamis nga lawas... ang ako nabal-an nga german kay "danke" ug "goten morgen" ra gyud - "thanks" & "good morning"
cSaGmail: tsk..bastos lagi paminawon ang goten morgen.. murag oten gi murder hehehe
me: amaw!! bastos gyud kag huna-huna da.. birahi na imong bana sa imo kilid ay
cSaGmail: akong murderon iyang oten ayaw pud intawon
me: hehehe... ayaw lang murdera uy.. paaka lang..
cSaGmail: ay da way flavor!
me: hmmm... tigaan unya tikaw ug para flavor ana... mangita ko diri
cSaGmail: hahaha ayaw lang pud nang sud-an nga flavor ha kay basin tinud-un nako ug kaon
me: hehehe... dili tikaw tigaan ug humba or chicken-adobo flavor uy unsa man imo ganahan? cherry, strawberry, pineapple, honey or apple flavor?
cSaGmail: strawberry para murag gi pimple
me: hahahaha... buang!! mura ra man na siya colorless nga lotion.. wala kay matilawan nga liso-liso uy. pag-abot nako gikan sa u.s. kay naa ko da daghan. daghan pod ming-ingon nga nindot kuno kay tam-is tam-is
cSaGmail: ows? NGANONG WALA MAN KA NANGHATAG NAKO! tsk!
me: maulaw pa man ko atong mga panahona.. tingali mo-ingon ka nga pervert ra kaayo ko.. mabad shot unya ko sa imo. mingsulay pod ko palit atong pump-pump nga isul-ot sa oten para palami
cSaGmail: nya unsa feeling ato? kita nako ana diri
me: kapoy man to uy kay ako man ang magsige pump... mahawoy akong kamot kadugayan. dugay ko magul-an.. ako na lang dayon kuhaon unya kamoton na lang...
cSaGmail: nangita ka ug tig pump.. katong mga txt mate nimo
me: txt mate ra ba ta hehehehe mabastos man ko basta ikaw ako kachat, pretty c, i wonder why
cSaGmail: i wonder why pud nga am so wholesome man ko ka chat
me: saba diha uy kanus-a gyud intawn ka nawholesome
cSaGmail: katong naa pa ko sa tiyan sa akong mama
me: hahahaha sakto!! kay paghilak nimo, kabalo dayon ang doktor nga bastusin gyud ka nga bata
cSaGmail: at least paghilak ra ikaw kabalo na cguro imong mama daan naa pa sa tiyan.. oi oi..mo ebs sa ko
me: hala sige... ba-bye.. ayo-ayo sa pag-ebs
Naglain pod tingali ang lawas ani niya kay ming-adto man ug c.r.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
alemanya
Germany is, well, full of Germans. Everything is in German. The driver who fetched me from Nuremberg airport can't speak and understand any single English word I say. All we did was shake hands. I told him about the cold weather but all he did was shrugged and raised his hands to inform me that he doesn't understand. After a few minutes of driving, I noticed that I wasn't buckled up. I told him that I forgot to strap my seatbelt because in Philippines we're not used to seatbelts. But we're not driving as fast as 100kmh and blah blah blah. He stared at me as if to choke me to death, gave me a sly smile, nodded his head in disapproval and shrugged his shoulders. Pshew! I gave up.
My first day of work. I felt like I stand out with all the colors on my golf shirt (they usually wear dark colors), my deep brown skin, my earring and, of course, my *ahemm* young looks. I only realized later that a lot of people are wearing earrings and there are plenty of young-looking engineers. Pisti uy! An engineer in the testing department said that I'm sooo brown. What the hell did he expect? Michael Jackson? Temperature in the tropical and exotic Philippines goes as high as 35C! And besides I'm proud of my brown skin.
I was impressed to see that my computer and project setup were all in place the day I arrived. I got a spanking new 21" LCD monitor. But my spirit soared down the moment I realized that the OS is in German. Tears almost fell down my cheeks when I take a look at the RTOS software and mostly are in German. The damn variable names and function names are in German. The comments are in German. Furthermore, the schematic diagrams are labeled in German. WAAAAAAAAAAH! I think it was easier to "trap my fart" (in Bisaya: magbitik sa otot).
My first day of work. I felt like I stand out with all the colors on my golf shirt (they usually wear dark colors), my deep brown skin, my earring and, of course, my *ahemm* young looks. I only realized later that a lot of people are wearing earrings and there are plenty of young-looking engineers. Pisti uy! An engineer in the testing department said that I'm sooo brown. What the hell did he expect? Michael Jackson? Temperature in the tropical and exotic Philippines goes as high as 35C! And besides I'm proud of my brown skin.
I was impressed to see that my computer and project setup were all in place the day I arrived. I got a spanking new 21" LCD monitor. But my spirit soared down the moment I realized that the OS is in German. Tears almost fell down my cheeks when I take a look at the RTOS software and mostly are in German. The damn variable names and function names are in German. The comments are in German. Furthermore, the schematic diagrams are labeled in German. WAAAAAAAAAAH! I think it was easier to "trap my fart" (in Bisaya: magbitik sa otot).
tugnaw
Mao poy nakadaot aning tugnaw ang panahon, magsige lang gahi ang akoa. Haaaay! Modaot kog samot ani ba. Maayo gani kay magjeans ko diri sa office, dili maklaro. Mga lami ra ba kaayo ang mga German tsiks, mga slim nga bus-ok. Grrrrr. Dyo want to have my baby? hehehehe
Thursday, March 23, 2006
kalit
Nag-ilis ko ganina. Mga alas dyes to sa buntag. Padung ko sa opisina. Ang akong bag-o nga Sony Wega langas kaayo. MYX sa Studio 23 ang channel sa TV. Nahuman na ang Daily Top 10. Ang sunod nga ipasalida kay Take 5. Lima kabuok kanta sa same artist ang ilang ipakita. Ang featured nga mangantahay kay si Josh Groban. Dili kaayo ko fan aning tawhana.
Ang pirmero niya gikanta kay To Where You Are. Nindot man diay kaayo ni siya ug tingog. Mao diay sikat kaayo ni siya. Gipakita dayon ang Broken Vow paghuman. Ambot naunsa ko atong mga panahona nga nagsakit man ako dughan. Paghuman kay You Raise Me Up ang gisunod. Sa kani nga higayon kay mingkalit lang tulo ako luha unya mingtyabaw ko ug hilak.
Pisti uy! Mga baye ra man ako nabal-an nga mangita ug rason para lang mohilak. Ngano nag-ingon ani man ko? Mag-ingon ani pod kaha ang ubang mga laki? Wa na, nabayot na tingali ko. Kung mangutana ko sa ubang mga baye kung ngano, tubagon lang kog, "Gidugo tingali ka.". Dili gyud makatabang sa akong pangutana. Mao na ako na lang ning iblog.
Maglagot ko nga wala ko kabalo nganong mingkalit ra ko ug hilak. Pero dili pod ko ganahan makabalo kung ngano minghilak ko. Libog sa?
Ang pirmero niya gikanta kay To Where You Are. Nindot man diay kaayo ni siya ug tingog. Mao diay sikat kaayo ni siya. Gipakita dayon ang Broken Vow paghuman. Ambot naunsa ko atong mga panahona nga nagsakit man ako dughan. Paghuman kay You Raise Me Up ang gisunod. Sa kani nga higayon kay mingkalit lang tulo ako luha unya mingtyabaw ko ug hilak.
Pisti uy! Mga baye ra man ako nabal-an nga mangita ug rason para lang mohilak. Ngano nag-ingon ani man ko? Mag-ingon ani pod kaha ang ubang mga laki? Wa na, nabayot na tingali ko. Kung mangutana ko sa ubang mga baye kung ngano, tubagon lang kog, "Gidugo tingali ka.". Dili gyud makatabang sa akong pangutana. Mao na ako na lang ning iblog.
Maglagot ko nga wala ko kabalo nganong mingkalit ra ko ug hilak. Pero dili pod ko ganahan makabalo kung ngano minghilak ko. Libog sa?
atbang
After my 12 hours stay at Manila yesterday, I was reminded why I dreaded coming to that place. It's not a bad place at all. In fact, I was dreaming to have a whole week stay in there and experience how wild Manilanians get when the sun sets.
I arrived around 6 in the morning. Took a taxi and told the driver that I'm heading to Makati Medical Center. The truth is I'll be going to RCBC Tower fronting the hospital. But I was searching for the Tagalog term of "atbang". During my ride, I realized that I need to tell the driver that I want to be parked on RCBC Tower. I desperately scanned my brain for Tagalog vocabulary but nothing came out. I contemplated calling Clara but it was still 6 in the morning. She wouldn't want me disturbing her about a stupid Tagalog term that early in the morning. So I took my chances with the driver. Miraculously, he knew where RCBC Tower is and began his chit-chat about it. Damn! It was good he knew the place but please spare me the conversation. My tongue is too ill-positioned to speak the dialect. I only laughed and butted my "oo nga po", "tama nga ho", "ah ganoon ba?" every now and then.
RCBC Tower is one hell of a building. There are a lot of elevators but not all would stop on each floor. A set of elevators would go directly to floors 31-45. Another set would go to floors 21-30 and another set is for floors 1-20. The bad part is I didn't know. I immediately embarked on the elevator and searched for 25 but dammit, I couldn't find the number. I tried searching on the other side but it was not there either. A thought of going out in the elevator came late. It was already speeding towards 31st. *sob*
The interview went okay if you call it an interview at all. The consul didn't ask me anything. He only said that he can't give me a multiple entry visa since it was my first. Then, he told me that I need to photocopy my insurance docs and that's it.
The hard part is getting to where the photocopy machine is. The guard said it was on the 3rd floor. I now knew what elevator to take. After embarking, I was surprised to see that there is no other buttons on the elevator except for G. Waaaaah! How can I get to the bloody 3rd floor?!? The LED indicator suddenly stopped at 3. What the?!? Is it a mind-operated elevator? I was sure I heard the sound of the elevator door opened but the door in front of me remained closed. I turned around and saw that there is another door at the back. Oooooh! When I passed the back door, I took a glimpse of all the buttons besides it. Nandyan lang pala kayo, mga hinayupak na buttons!
I was avoiding conversation as much as I can. But the damn driver of the taxi I took going to Glorietta wouldn't let me. He asked me if he should turn left. How would I fucking know? But I said, "Oo ho. Kaliwa ho tayo." just so he wouldn't think I'm an out-of-towner. Then after a few more turns he asked again. "Sir, kaliwa ho tayo o mag-U turn tayo dito." Puta talaga ang ina niya. Hindi ko alam! I only said "U turn tayo" English kasi. Holy animals! Are we not there yet? For the last time he asked me, "Saan ho kayo bababa? Dito o doon pa?" . To stop our conversation right there and then. I told him "Dito lang ho tayo." though I'm not exactly sure if the building is Glorietta. Fortunately, it is.
Lunch was at a Vietnamese resto in Glorietta after I pestered Clara with text messages asking what's a good resto that is not in Cebu yet. I invited her to join me and to my delight she said yes. *BIG grin* But only after I cajoled her to the point of begging. hehehe... Ako siya gi-bribe ug free lunch and free one-way taxi fare. At first she insisted that I should buy coffee and look for some chiks rather than invite her for lunch. My goodness! I can't even stand a simple conversation with a taxi driver! My stomach could no longer withstand the hunger so I ordered first. After I finished and paid everything, the waitress came to my table. "Sir, tapos na ho ba kayo? Meron po kasing naghintay sa table nyo." I was strucked. Tabaaaang! Unsaon nako pagtubag sa Tagalog? I need to stay and wait for Clara. I stared at her wide-eyed for a few seconds but I still couldn't form a Tagalog sentence to answer her. "I'm waiting for somebody to join me. She should be here in a minute or two." Syit! I'm such a disappointment to my Filipino teachers. Now, I wonder how I got exempted from final exam in my Filipino 1 in college.
I finally experienced watching movie in a THX certified theater in Greenbelt. Cinema 1 and 2 lang ang ilang THX. Salamat diay kang Clara sa pagtultol sa ako didto. Libog kaayo ang Glorietta. Daghan lusot-lusot to other malls and department stores. Although, the movie, Ultraviolet, was a big big disappointment, I was thrilled nonetheless to feel the pure bass of THX shaking the movie chairs.
P.S.
I have seen women wither after marriage. I've also seen some who blossomed. But I've never seen someone blossomed sooo beautifully and sooo attractively until I met Clara yesterday. Mingsamot ug kagwapa unya mingsexy pag-ayo. tsk tsk tsk. Ataya! Wala nasayang ang free lunch. hehehehe World peace, Clara!
I arrived around 6 in the morning. Took a taxi and told the driver that I'm heading to Makati Medical Center. The truth is I'll be going to RCBC Tower fronting the hospital. But I was searching for the Tagalog term of "atbang". During my ride, I realized that I need to tell the driver that I want to be parked on RCBC Tower. I desperately scanned my brain for Tagalog vocabulary but nothing came out. I contemplated calling Clara but it was still 6 in the morning. She wouldn't want me disturbing her about a stupid Tagalog term that early in the morning. So I took my chances with the driver. Miraculously, he knew where RCBC Tower is and began his chit-chat about it. Damn! It was good he knew the place but please spare me the conversation. My tongue is too ill-positioned to speak the dialect. I only laughed and butted my "oo nga po", "tama nga ho", "ah ganoon ba?" every now and then.
RCBC Tower is one hell of a building. There are a lot of elevators but not all would stop on each floor. A set of elevators would go directly to floors 31-45. Another set would go to floors 21-30 and another set is for floors 1-20. The bad part is I didn't know. I immediately embarked on the elevator and searched for 25 but dammit, I couldn't find the number. I tried searching on the other side but it was not there either. A thought of going out in the elevator came late. It was already speeding towards 31st. *sob*
The interview went okay if you call it an interview at all. The consul didn't ask me anything. He only said that he can't give me a multiple entry visa since it was my first. Then, he told me that I need to photocopy my insurance docs and that's it.
The hard part is getting to where the photocopy machine is. The guard said it was on the 3rd floor. I now knew what elevator to take. After embarking, I was surprised to see that there is no other buttons on the elevator except for G. Waaaaah! How can I get to the bloody 3rd floor?!? The LED indicator suddenly stopped at 3. What the?!? Is it a mind-operated elevator? I was sure I heard the sound of the elevator door opened but the door in front of me remained closed. I turned around and saw that there is another door at the back. Oooooh! When I passed the back door, I took a glimpse of all the buttons besides it. Nandyan lang pala kayo, mga hinayupak na buttons!
I was avoiding conversation as much as I can. But the damn driver of the taxi I took going to Glorietta wouldn't let me. He asked me if he should turn left. How would I fucking know? But I said, "Oo ho. Kaliwa ho tayo." just so he wouldn't think I'm an out-of-towner. Then after a few more turns he asked again. "Sir, kaliwa ho tayo o mag-U turn tayo dito." Puta talaga ang ina niya. Hindi ko alam! I only said "U turn tayo" English kasi. Holy animals! Are we not there yet? For the last time he asked me, "Saan ho kayo bababa? Dito o doon pa?" . To stop our conversation right there and then. I told him "Dito lang ho tayo." though I'm not exactly sure if the building is Glorietta. Fortunately, it is.
Lunch was at a Vietnamese resto in Glorietta after I pestered Clara with text messages asking what's a good resto that is not in Cebu yet. I invited her to join me and to my delight she said yes. *BIG grin* But only after I cajoled her to the point of begging. hehehe... Ako siya gi-bribe ug free lunch and free one-way taxi fare. At first she insisted that I should buy coffee and look for some chiks rather than invite her for lunch. My goodness! I can't even stand a simple conversation with a taxi driver! My stomach could no longer withstand the hunger so I ordered first. After I finished and paid everything, the waitress came to my table. "Sir, tapos na ho ba kayo? Meron po kasing naghintay sa table nyo." I was strucked. Tabaaaang! Unsaon nako pagtubag sa Tagalog? I need to stay and wait for Clara. I stared at her wide-eyed for a few seconds but I still couldn't form a Tagalog sentence to answer her. "I'm waiting for somebody to join me. She should be here in a minute or two." Syit! I'm such a disappointment to my Filipino teachers. Now, I wonder how I got exempted from final exam in my Filipino 1 in college.
I finally experienced watching movie in a THX certified theater in Greenbelt. Cinema 1 and 2 lang ang ilang THX. Salamat diay kang Clara sa pagtultol sa ako didto. Libog kaayo ang Glorietta. Daghan lusot-lusot to other malls and department stores. Although, the movie, Ultraviolet, was a big big disappointment, I was thrilled nonetheless to feel the pure bass of THX shaking the movie chairs.
P.S.
I have seen women wither after marriage. I've also seen some who blossomed. But I've never seen someone blossomed sooo beautifully and sooo attractively until I met Clara yesterday. Mingsamot ug kagwapa unya mingsexy pag-ayo. tsk tsk tsk. Ataya! Wala nasayang ang free lunch. hehehehe World peace, Clara!
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
akong miga
naa koy miga
gwapa
ang iyang pahiyum
makabuslot ug brip
kung siya motutok
sus, ang akong bukog
murag mangadugmok
pirmi lang magtabisay
ang akong laway
labi na kung magpadunghay
sa iyang buhok unya dayon ug labyog
padung sa iyang abaga
haaaay! manggahi akong lawas
unya panington ug bugbog
kanus-a kaha ni siya nako ma-angkon?
sa ako ra gyud tingaling mga damgo
ug kada buntag kung magtanga
sige huna-huna
kung unsa kanindot kami duha
maglabing-labing, magsweet-sweet
unsaon na lang. kapait!
palihug, sagpaa ko
para makamata sa kani nga damgo
magsakit lang ako ulo
nga bisan unsaon
dili gyud mi magkadayon
maypa na lang mokaon
para mawala ning gutom
ug malimpyo ang utok
sa mga butang dili dapat ihinuktok
gwapa
ang iyang pahiyum
makabuslot ug brip
kung siya motutok
sus, ang akong bukog
murag mangadugmok
pirmi lang magtabisay
ang akong laway
labi na kung magpadunghay
sa iyang buhok unya dayon ug labyog
padung sa iyang abaga
haaaay! manggahi akong lawas
unya panington ug bugbog
kanus-a kaha ni siya nako ma-angkon?
sa ako ra gyud tingaling mga damgo
ug kada buntag kung magtanga
sige huna-huna
kung unsa kanindot kami duha
maglabing-labing, magsweet-sweet
unsaon na lang. kapait!
palihug, sagpaa ko
para makamata sa kani nga damgo
magsakit lang ako ulo
nga bisan unsaon
dili gyud mi magkadayon
maypa na lang mokaon
para mawala ning gutom
ug malimpyo ang utok
sa mga butang dili dapat ihinuktok
Friday, March 10, 2006
long time
I have a lady friend. Well, I got lots of them. *big grin* But this particular one was dumped by her boyfriend 5 months ago without any explanation. He just did and I know how heartbroken and devastated she's been. Although she can't help herself if she became frail at cajoles and annoying taunts (It's like that in the office. Everybody wants to pester everybody else), I specially admired her for standing up and showing courage to go on even if she had to endure seeing the only person that captured her heart every single working day! (Syit, drama!)
After 5 months, he just realized that it's time to explain what happened and set a date to talk to her. I know exactly where and when but I'm not going to tell. (Dili ko tsismoso ha. hehe)
My point here is not to talk about both of them but for one simple fact that guys really take a long, long, long looooong time to analyze emotions. The reason is we never really lay down on bed all night just to sort how we feel. We set emotions aside, try to do things as we always do them everyday and let it catch up after a while. A while doesn't mean days or weeks. It's usually in terms of months and even years.
Girls, on the other hand, are born with this intuition. They know exactly what they feel and had no problem confronting themselves about it, let alone talking to other girl friends about it. Guys would find it extermely difficult to deal with this matter. Our best buddies would know our dirtiest secrets but never our innermost feelings.
Let's just pray for her. (Hoy, Aneshka! Nindot nani nga rason para mag-ampo ha? Ayaw na reklamo.)
p.s.
dili lang ta magsaba-saba ani sa "ubang" taw ha?
After 5 months, he just realized that it's time to explain what happened and set a date to talk to her. I know exactly where and when but I'm not going to tell. (Dili ko tsismoso ha. hehe)
My point here is not to talk about both of them but for one simple fact that guys really take a long, long, long looooong time to analyze emotions. The reason is we never really lay down on bed all night just to sort how we feel. We set emotions aside, try to do things as we always do them everyday and let it catch up after a while. A while doesn't mean days or weeks. It's usually in terms of months and even years.
Girls, on the other hand, are born with this intuition. They know exactly what they feel and had no problem confronting themselves about it, let alone talking to other girl friends about it. Guys would find it extermely difficult to deal with this matter. Our best buddies would know our dirtiest secrets but never our innermost feelings.
Let's just pray for her. (Hoy, Aneshka! Nindot nani nga rason para mag-ampo ha? Ayaw na reklamo.)
p.s.
dili lang ta magsaba-saba ani sa "ubang" taw ha?
Monday, March 06, 2006
virtual masseur
I have a lot to thanks Ella Rose (si masahista number 88) about. One of that is my ym chat less than an hour ago. I sounded like an expert masseur. hehehehe Pwede nako magbutang ug ad sa Sun.Star: Young and handsome hunk. All kinds of massage. Hotel/clinic service 24hrs.
sizzling_284: hi
sizzling_284: kmusta?
ako: okei lang
ako: kaw musta?
sizzling_284: hehehe
ako: bag-o lang ko human kaon
sizzling_284: maayo pka
sizzling_284: ako bgo pko abot
sizzling_284: ok lng me
ako: wala pa diay ka kaon?
sizzling_284: wla pa
sizzling_284: sleepy nko
ako: kaon usa uy
ako: busy diay mo?
ako: dugay lagi ka abot
sizzling_284: yup
sizzling_284: busy kaayo
sizzling_284: mao n
sizzling_284: kpoy n gani ko
ako: mao ba?
ako: looks like u could use a massage
sizzling_284: lgi
sizzling_284: hehehe
sizzling_284: cge e massage ko beh
ako: unsa man imo ganahan?
ako: thai
ako: shiatsu
ako: or special
ako: hehehehe
sizzling_284: special lng ikaw man
sizzling_284: wla n tip ha
sizzling_284: free p gud
ako: way blema na
ako: ikaw na gyud na
sizzling_284: cge
sizzling_284: start n
ako: ako maghubo sa imong sanina or ikaw lang?
sizzling_284: ikaw lng
ako: higda na
ako: unya talikod
sizzling_284: hehehehe
sizzling_284: ok na
sizzling_284: hehehehehe
sizzling_284: k gilok
ako: ako hinay-hinayon ug hubo imo blouse
ako: ipa-ubos ug hinay-hinay ang zipper
sizzling_284: hehehehe
sizzling_284: ikaw gud
ako: unsa imo ganahan lotion or powder?
sizzling_284: ato nlng unya tinud-on beh
sizzling_284: kpoy cge og imagine
ako: hehehe
ako: mao pod
ako: sige sige
sizzling_284: when man?
sizzling_284: og asa sad?
ako: karon weekend!
sizzling_284: sa secret
ako: sa secret gyud
ako: ang-ang asa
sizzling_284: cge cge
sizzling_284: mag sbot ta
sizzling_284: hehehehe
ako: asa man imo ganahan?
sizzling_284: ikaw?
sizzling_284: n lingaw gud ko
sizzling_284: bisan kpoy ko
ako: unsa man imo gikalingawan?
sizzling_284: ikaw
sizzling_284: asa man?
ako: magsabot lang unya ta kung asa nindot
sizzling_284: bitaw
sizzling_284: sakto gud ka
sizzling_284: kung dli nka busy
ako: karon weekend?
ako: dili ka busy ana?
sizzling_284: dli n
sizzling_284: basta inig ka week end ha
ako: lagi
ako: naa man ko number nimo
sizzling_284: okies
sizzling_284: hi
sizzling_284: kmusta?
ako: okei lang
ako: kaw musta?
sizzling_284: hehehe
ako: bag-o lang ko human kaon
sizzling_284: maayo pka
sizzling_284: ako bgo pko abot
sizzling_284: ok lng me
ako: wala pa diay ka kaon?
sizzling_284: wla pa
sizzling_284: sleepy nko
ako: kaon usa uy
ako: busy diay mo?
ako: dugay lagi ka abot
sizzling_284: yup
sizzling_284: busy kaayo
sizzling_284: mao n
sizzling_284: kpoy n gani ko
ako: mao ba?
ako: looks like u could use a massage
sizzling_284: lgi
sizzling_284: hehehe
sizzling_284: cge e massage ko beh
ako: unsa man imo ganahan?
ako: thai
ako: shiatsu
ako: or special
ako: hehehehe
sizzling_284: special lng ikaw man
sizzling_284: wla n tip ha
sizzling_284: free p gud
ako: way blema na
ako: ikaw na gyud na
sizzling_284: cge
sizzling_284: start n
ako: ako maghubo sa imong sanina or ikaw lang?
sizzling_284: ikaw lng
ako: higda na
ako: unya talikod
sizzling_284: hehehehe
sizzling_284: ok na
sizzling_284: hehehehehe
sizzling_284: k gilok
ako: ako hinay-hinayon ug hubo imo blouse
ako: ipa-ubos ug hinay-hinay ang zipper
sizzling_284: hehehehe
sizzling_284: ikaw gud
ako: unsa imo ganahan lotion or powder?
sizzling_284: ato nlng unya tinud-on beh
sizzling_284: kpoy cge og imagine
ako: hehehe
ako: mao pod
ako: sige sige
sizzling_284: when man?
sizzling_284: og asa sad?
ako: karon weekend!
sizzling_284: sa secret
ako: sa secret gyud
ako: ang-ang asa
sizzling_284: cge cge
sizzling_284: mag sbot ta
sizzling_284: hehehehe
ako: asa man imo ganahan?
sizzling_284: ikaw?
sizzling_284: n lingaw gud ko
sizzling_284: bisan kpoy ko
ako: unsa man imo gikalingawan?
sizzling_284: ikaw
sizzling_284: asa man?
ako: magsabot lang unya ta kung asa nindot
sizzling_284: bitaw
sizzling_284: sakto gud ka
sizzling_284: kung dli nka busy
ako: karon weekend?
ako: dili ka busy ana?
sizzling_284: dli n
sizzling_284: basta inig ka week end ha
ako: lagi
ako: naa man ko number nimo
sizzling_284: okies
torn
I'm in trouble. I barely have enough money left to last me until the next payday. My eyes are all sores after sleeping very late last night. (Thanks to my brand new 21-inch Sony Wega and PS2.) But a hot chick I met on the internet wants to "eyeball" tonight at SM. WHAT IN THE HEAVENS NAME SHALL I DO?!? I can't concentrate. I was torn between losing an opportunity and losing money. But what's money after all? An opportunity lost can't be covered by paycheck after paycheck (unless if its amount doubles by some kind of divine intervention. alleluhiah!). It can't be postponed coz she'll be leaving to Cagayan for good on Wednesday. Darn!
Pray for me.
Pray for me.
Monday, February 27, 2006
television
I can't contain my excitement. I will spend my whole paycheck tomorrow for a cool 21-inch Sony Wega analog :( television set. Then, I'll get my PS2 at Bogo and will have one hell of a time playing all my games. Yipey!!! I was contemplating on buying an LCD or a plasma screen but my golly! A 17-inch display would cost me 60K++ and I will not be able to fully utilize all its amazing technology. Cable operators in this country are still using analog signals. It will just break my heart (and my pocket as well) to see stretched and grainy signals on the display.
To double my excitement, I have already ordered a Transitions photochromic lens for my glasses. It will be available by next week. Yipey! Yipey! My heart beats like that of a mice.
All I'm thinking right now is to buy the 2nd-hand National personal ref for 4K or just buy a brand new item.
To double my excitement, I have already ordered a Transitions photochromic lens for my glasses. It will be available by next week. Yipey! Yipey! My heart beats like that of a mice.
All I'm thinking right now is to buy the 2nd-hand National personal ref for 4K or just buy a brand new item.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
last talk
Last na gyud ni sa akong mga s.o.p. talks. Honest.
Naa ko sekreto isulti sa inyo. Ayaw lang ninyo isaba sa ubang taw ha? Not unless iya ni makaplagan ako blogsite all by herself/himself. I'm yet to tell you one s.o.p. I had.
All the time I was doing those things, I wasn't really enjoying it that much. I kept on thinking
about the face of the person at the other end. Her body. Her hair. Her skin. Does she have bad breath? Does her feet smell? And what about her armpit? All these questions popping here and there would detach me from the pleasure the other end is experiencing. However, if you know the other person then it's easy to concentrate and get things done the right way.
Anyway, naka-decide ko nga dili na lang mopadayon. Ako na lang ni putlon. Hehehehe. Sowwie kaayo ha? Unbearable uwaw man diay akong dangatan kung makabalo mo.
Naa ko sekreto isulti sa inyo. Ayaw lang ninyo isaba sa ubang taw ha? Not unless iya ni makaplagan ako blogsite all by herself/himself. I'm yet to tell you one s.o.p. I had.
All the time I was doing those things, I wasn't really enjoying it that much. I kept on thinking
about the face of the person at the other end. Her body. Her hair. Her skin. Does she have bad breath? Does her feet smell? And what about her armpit? All these questions popping here and there would detach me from the pleasure the other end is experiencing. However, if you know the other person then it's easy to concentrate and get things done the right way.Anyway, naka-decide ko nga dili na lang mopadayon. Ako na lang ni putlon. Hehehehe. Sowwie kaayo ha? Unbearable uwaw man diay akong dangatan kung makabalo mo.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
moaning chatter
I'm not quite finished with this s.o.t., s.o.p. thing yet. So I hope you'll bear with me.
I have met a lot of interesting gals including gal-acting individuals through cross-talk (This is pretty old. I could picture rotary phones when I remember this.), internet chat and most recently, mobile chat. I had 2 cybergfs in college and both were from the same school, Ateneo de Zamboanga University. A year ago, I met this girl from Cagayan in mobile chat and she became my "mobilegf" (err.. that doesn't sound right.) as she claimed to be. I'm such a world-class geek! It was really ridiculous and funny at the same time. I'm just in for the adventure.
It was in mobile chatting that I came to realize that a lot of women out there are in need of affection. Some would sound really hopeless. There was this chatter from Manila who invited me for an s.o.t. and insisted that I'll tell her 'I love you' almost all the time. Maybe that turned her on or she badly needed it emotionally.
There are just as many horny women out there as there are with men. A different chatter from a different city in Manila wanted to have an s.o.t. I played along but I wasn't really in the mood. Having experienced quite a handfull of these events, I became a bit good in the game. I was texting her a lot of kinky things I wanted to do with her, including my newly found Tagalog vocabulary - tinggil (the same as the bisaya term e.g. lalaruin ng dila ko ang tinggil mo), kadyot (push/pump/thrust e.g. bibilisan ko ang pagkadyot sa yo), sagad (sunk deep e.g. bumukaka ka pa para sagad lahat sa puki mo.), tamod (sperm e.g. ibubuhos ko lahat ng tamod ko sa luob ng kiki mo). Then she pleaded. "Shit! Kantutin mo na ako. Hindi ko na matiis. Ipasok mo na, pls". I teased her more and more. "Dahan2x ko ipa2sok ang ulo ng titi ko tapos ila2bas ko agad". But to my surprise she called. Maybe she wanted to talk and knew more about me. Women are usually like that. I was totally speechless when I heard, at the other end of the phone, a woman's voice moaning in pleasure. "Aaaaaaaaaah. Aaaaaaah. Oooooooh." Holy cow! Holy rooster! Holy animals! Is this her way of introduction? I waited for a couple of seconds but she didn't stop. My goodness! I didn't expect this to happen. I tried searching my mind on what's best to do but my brain shrinked into a raisin. I opened my mouth but I can't think of anything sensible to say. I decided to join her ecstatic sing-a-long. "Aaaaah. Aaaah." I shut my mouth after a few seconds. I sounded awful.
It lasted for more than a couple of minutes which seemed like eternity. After her "standing-ovation worthy" climax (Jenna Jameson will surely be green with envy), she hung up without any other words. I laid still on my bed. My breath went faster and faster. My sweaty hands still clutching the phone. I just couldn't believe what happened.
I have met a lot of interesting gals including gal-acting individuals through cross-talk (This is pretty old. I could picture rotary phones when I remember this.), internet chat and most recently, mobile chat. I had 2 cybergfs in college and both were from the same school, Ateneo de Zamboanga University. A year ago, I met this girl from Cagayan in mobile chat and she became my "mobilegf" (err.. that doesn't sound right.) as she claimed to be. I'm such a world-class geek! It was really ridiculous and funny at the same time. I'm just in for the adventure.
It was in mobile chatting that I came to realize that a lot of women out there are in need of affection. Some would sound really hopeless. There was this chatter from Manila who invited me for an s.o.t. and insisted that I'll tell her 'I love you' almost all the time. Maybe that turned her on or she badly needed it emotionally.
There are just as many horny women out there as there are with men. A different chatter from a different city in Manila wanted to have an s.o.t. I played along but I wasn't really in the mood. Having experienced quite a handfull of these events, I became a bit good in the game. I was texting her a lot of kinky things I wanted to do with her, including my newly found Tagalog vocabulary - tinggil (the same as the bisaya term e.g. lalaruin ng dila ko ang tinggil mo), kadyot (push/pump/thrust e.g. bibilisan ko ang pagkadyot sa yo), sagad (sunk deep e.g. bumukaka ka pa para sagad lahat sa puki mo.), tamod (sperm e.g. ibubuhos ko lahat ng tamod ko sa luob ng kiki mo). Then she pleaded. "Shit! Kantutin mo na ako. Hindi ko na matiis. Ipasok mo na, pls". I teased her more and more. "Dahan2x ko ipa2sok ang ulo ng titi ko tapos ila2bas ko agad". But to my surprise she called. Maybe she wanted to talk and knew more about me. Women are usually like that. I was totally speechless when I heard, at the other end of the phone, a woman's voice moaning in pleasure. "Aaaaaaaaaah. Aaaaaaah. Oooooooh." Holy cow! Holy rooster! Holy animals! Is this her way of introduction? I waited for a couple of seconds but she didn't stop. My goodness! I didn't expect this to happen. I tried searching my mind on what's best to do but my brain shrinked into a raisin. I opened my mouth but I can't think of anything sensible to say. I decided to join her ecstatic sing-a-long. "Aaaaah. Aaaah." I shut my mouth after a few seconds. I sounded awful.
It lasted for more than a couple of minutes which seemed like eternity. After her "standing-ovation worthy" climax (Jenna Jameson will surely be green with envy), she hung up without any other words. I laid still on my bed. My breath went faster and faster. My sweaty hands still clutching the phone. I just couldn't believe what happened.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
s.o.p. & others
s.o.t. stands for sex on text while s.o.p. is sex on phone. That's for the naive and the feeling naive people out there. Don't laugh. You know who you are.
My first s.o.p. was after high school. I started to date this certain lady. We didn't have a landline back at home at that time yet so I used to sneak into a semi-private library to use the phone. Luckily, the librarian happened to be a close friend of mine, courtesy of my socio-civic organizations. Then there was this boring Saturday afternoon and I was in the library waiting for my date 3 hours earlier. The librarian asked me to fill her in coz she had an important appointmet and will be back after a couple of hours. There was no one in the library except for myself and I bet nobody in their right mind would dare to visit a library at that hour of the day and at that temperature.
I sat behind the counter and called her (my lady-friend). She was fresh from the bathroom getting ready for our date and only had a towel to cover herself. I was getting horny at the instant. (Raging hormones, I tell you) I started to dirty talk to her while massaging my crotch. Imaginations gone really really wild. I was frantically looking for old newspapers at the shelf behind me to use as a floor cover when all that jism came out. After searching the surroundings and making absolutely sure nobody will ever come, I satisfied myself. (You know what I mean.) On the other line, she had no idea what's going on. All she heard from me was constant teasing and flirting.
My first s.o.p. was after high school. I started to date this certain lady. We didn't have a landline back at home at that time yet so I used to sneak into a semi-private library to use the phone. Luckily, the librarian happened to be a close friend of mine, courtesy of my socio-civic organizations. Then there was this boring Saturday afternoon and I was in the library waiting for my date 3 hours earlier. The librarian asked me to fill her in coz she had an important appointmet and will be back after a couple of hours. There was no one in the library except for myself and I bet nobody in their right mind would dare to visit a library at that hour of the day and at that temperature.
I sat behind the counter and called her (my lady-friend). She was fresh from the bathroom getting ready for our date and only had a towel to cover herself. I was getting horny at the instant. (Raging hormones, I tell you) I started to dirty talk to her while massaging my crotch. Imaginations gone really really wild. I was frantically looking for old newspapers at the shelf behind me to use as a floor cover when all that jism came out. After searching the surroundings and making absolutely sure nobody will ever come, I satisfied myself. (You know what I mean.) On the other line, she had no idea what's going on. All she heard from me was constant teasing and flirting.
Monday, February 20, 2006
s.o.t.
I logged in to Globe Mobile Chat to make use of my wakefulness at 11 in the evening last Sunday. I met a lot of texters including hot112.
ako: hi there! asl? stats?
hot112: hi! i'm from Iligan. 25f sexy. what's ur #?
ako: howdy! i'm bryan(<--screen name). 26m(<--screen age. hehehe way palag ha?) taga cebu. 0927******* (dili lang nako ibutang ako number kay tingali managhan ako stalkers. hehe)
hot112: hello (using my number. mahal man gud text sa mobile chat, tag 2.50/txt)
ako: halu din. who's this?
hot112: i'm lyka 25f from Iligan
ako: nice name. r u working? hav u bin hir in cebu?
lyka: k tanks. wala me work. yap but 8s only 2 weeks lang. last year
ako: ah ok. so, wat hav u bin doing n Iligan ol dis time? wala pa gyud ko kaanha sa iligan
lyka: (after a couple of minutes silence) what do u want now?
ako: well, 8 depends on wat u can ofer. (with a big grin!)
lyka: sot tayo
ako: cge. nahan ko mofrench kis sa imo lips. isuck imo tongue nya huwap2xon imo lawas
ako: ako dayn ipadagan ako dila sa imo chin hang2d sa imo liog. ako dayn ipa2yok ug kiss imo liog
lyka: shit! lami lagi ka modala
ako: (with improved ego) hinay2xon nako paubos ug kiss imo 2toy. icircle2x nako ako dila sa imo niples. ako dayn hinayon ug bite imo niples. lamia nimo uy!
lyka: share a load sa para maglami ta. 5 na lang blin ako load para dli ta mabtin
ako: ahak uy! gamay na lang pod ako load. next time na lang uy. nyt nyt (Bata pa kaayo ko para mahimong sugar daddy!)
Kamo na lang huna-huna kung nag-unsa ko paghuman. Basta natulog ra gihapon ko in the end.
ako: hi there! asl? stats?
hot112: hi! i'm from Iligan. 25f sexy. what's ur #?
ako: howdy! i'm bryan(<--screen name). 26m(<--screen age. hehehe way palag ha?) taga cebu. 0927******* (dili lang nako ibutang ako number kay tingali managhan ako stalkers. hehe)
hot112: hello (using my number. mahal man gud text sa mobile chat, tag 2.50/txt)
ako: halu din. who's this?
hot112: i'm lyka 25f from Iligan
ako: nice name. r u working? hav u bin hir in cebu?
lyka: k tanks. wala me work. yap but 8s only 2 weeks lang. last year
ako: ah ok. so, wat hav u bin doing n Iligan ol dis time? wala pa gyud ko kaanha sa iligan
lyka: (after a couple of minutes silence) what do u want now?
ako: well, 8 depends on wat u can ofer. (with a big grin!)
lyka: sot tayo
ako: cge. nahan ko mofrench kis sa imo lips. isuck imo tongue nya huwap2xon imo lawas
ako: ako dayn ipadagan ako dila sa imo chin hang2d sa imo liog. ako dayn ipa2yok ug kiss imo liog
lyka: shit! lami lagi ka modala
ako: (with improved ego) hinay2xon nako paubos ug kiss imo 2toy. icircle2x nako ako dila sa imo niples. ako dayn hinayon ug bite imo niples. lamia nimo uy!
lyka: share a load sa para maglami ta. 5 na lang blin ako load para dli ta mabtin
ako: ahak uy! gamay na lang pod ako load. next time na lang uy. nyt nyt (Bata pa kaayo ko para mahimong sugar daddy!)
Kamo na lang huna-huna kung nag-unsa ko paghuman. Basta natulog ra gihapon ko in the end.
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