calling all SG kids...

Kiddies in SG, if you have clothes which you want to donate for the Ondoy victims back home, you may bring them over to Lucky Plaza.

Donations may be dropped off at:
A-Freight Cargo
304 Orchard Road
#03-19 Lucky Plaza
Singapore 238863

times like these...

... I wish I were home with my family.

I hope everyone back in the Philippines are doing fine now. I saw the news and the harrowing YouTube videos. I'm pretty sure it's a lot more scary if I were there myself.

I really do wish I'm at home now more than ever.

the French and their fart...

There are a lot of French people in our company. One main thing I've noticed about them is that they like using fart sounds as expressions.

For example, instead of using a "sad trombone" sounds for "burot moments", they use fart sounds. Or when they are presenting something in PowerPoint, each time a new item pops in the screen, they also make the same fart sounds.

Last week, we started our training sessions with HP and our main trainer is a French guy as well. He seems to enjoy making fart sounds too, so I'm guessing it's not just the French in our company.

And another thing, during the training with HP, we needed to use their test servers which are based in France. And guess what are the names of their test servers??? fart07 and fart08... What the?!

What's with the French and their fascination with farts??

She's growing on me...

Our training session last Wednesday finished quite early. I really didn't want to go back home that soon, so I asked Red if she wanted to have dinner.

Red was already on her way home from work. Not wanting to ask her to haul her ass over to the city, I volunteered to go near her place for dinner. She lived all the way in Tampines! From where I live, it's literally at the other end of the island! I took the train and got there in about an hour.

We got Thai food for dinner. (I LOOOOOVE Thai food!!!) The conversation wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It actually flowed! Hmmnn.... Red's growing on me. :)

After dinner we decided to stay a little longer to talk for a while. We decided to call it a night at around 11pm, since I needed to catch a train all the way back to the other end.

The Accidental "Indian"

Yellow and I were chatting today. She was telling me that I should go for Red. To which I stated the obvious that me and Red were not a match. She begged to differ.

This was basically the main theme of our chat session today. (including a few dribbles of weird and funny things)

Then I remembered that I'll need to go to Plaza Singapura to buy a guitar pick and a mobile broadband dongle from Starhub. Remembering that she lived near-by, I asked if she wanted to go.

She did not give a definite yes/no answer. And somehow the question was never answered because we were busy talking about other nonsensical things.

By 6pm, she told me she's getting out of the office. I honestly thought she was heading back home. Apparently, she went to Plaza Singapura, thinking that we'll meet-up there.

I did manage to go to Plaza Singapura, but I since I was not expecting her to be there, I didn't look for her. I just got the things I needed, then left.

She wasn't able to call me, because she has some issues with her phone. She waited for me for about 1 hour and 30 minutes in Plaza Sing.

I only came to know that she waited in Plaza Sing once I was home and I logged into YM and she sent me a message: "oi, bata, sana nag text ka man lang na di ka na pupunta ng plaza sing"

I felt so bad. I called her to apologize, she said it was fine, but I still feel like I was such a tool.

Insert sad trombone here...

Let's call her Red.

Yesterday, I met-up with another femme I met online. For story-telling purposes, let's call her Red.

I've been chatting with her for about a few days now. We don't talk about much, but it's enough for me to know that we're not a "match", so to speak. I find myself running out of things to talk about when I'm chatting with her. This is almost always not a good sign.

One of my main requirements for a partner is that she has to be someone I can talk with endlessly. Because when you're gray and old, the only thing left to do is to talk. I don't think I can stand being with someone I am not comfortable and happy talking with.

Anyway, given that I have no romantic inclinations towards Red, I invited Yellow to tag along.

I went out of our house early so I can drop-by Yellow's place (hihihi...). I stayed there for a couple of hours, then by 6.30pm, we went out to go to Bugis to meet-up with Red.

We went around Bugis because Red was looking for some cargo pants. After about 30minutes of window shopping, we decided to have dinner. I was suggesting that we have Thai food (I love Thai food!), but apparently Yellow has some issues with spicy food. (tsk...tsk...) We ended up having "western food" in NYDC.

After dinner we stayed for some time to continue our "getting to know each other" session. By 11.30pm, we called it a night, and hopped on the last train back to our respective homes.

The night's summary:
Red means stop. Yellow means slowdown. :)

I slept with a stranger...

... literally SLEEP, JUST SLEEP. (as in TULOG LANG)
(I'm just after a shocking title.. hehehe)

Last Saturday night, I was chatting in a pinoy GLBT (Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgendered) chat room which I recently joined a few days back.

A femme comes in and says that she's from Singapore too. We get each other's YM id, and a few minutes later, we're chatting in YM. For story-telling purposes, let's call her Yellow.

Apparently, Yellow and I both live along the MRT Red Line, thus she conceived this insane idea that I come over to her place to have a few drinks. Do note that this was at 10pm!

The idea of meeting a total stranger at her home seems strange and more so, possibly dangerous. For one thing, this stranger could be a serial killer for all I know.

But boredom got the best of me and it was a long weekend anyway, so what the hell! (and fine, she did have a cute picture in her profile and an even cuter voice.. shoot me!)

She gave me her number so we can set out a plan on which station to meet up, so she can fetch me.

I managed to catch a train and in no time both of us met-up in the MRT station near her place. A few minutes of walking and talking, and we reach her place. (I love this country's efficient transport system!)

We finally catch each other's full name (yes, only at this point did we get to know), where we're from, what we do, over Vodka+OJ and Heineken beer, while watching TFC.

We were talking so much that we didn't notice the time. Soon we noticed that the sun was starting to rise! We managed to get some sleep at around 7am. We woke-up at around 12nn (probably out of hunger).

Yellow cooked "breakfast food" for lunch. (don't you just love breakfast food for lunch?). I left her place at around 3pm, because I have a 7pm Pictionary game with my officemates. (which I contemplated on not attending just so I can stay longer in Yellow's place, but then I realize that I was the one who'll bring the Pictionary board game! darn it!)

However, all is not lost, as we will be meeting each other again... :P

all out of tears...

No, this is not another "drama" post....

I am literally out of tears!

I went to the clinic today to have my eyes checked as it was very itchy and it was irritated, since yesterday.

The doctor prescribed artificial tears


Now that's just pathetic right there...
I managed to stop crying, but now I'm forced to buy "poser" tears!

Obviously, I have not been paying attention to myself...

... ngayon ko lang napansin... my eyes are dark brown, not black.

(yes, only after 26 years did I notice!)

I wonder what else don't I know about myself?

wala lang... :P

Make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is one of my favorite movies. And this one is my favorite part:

This is inside the mind of Joel as he is struggling to keep the remaining memories of Clementine, while he is undergoing a medical procedure to remove memories their past failed relationship.



Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door!
Clementine: Why?
Joel: I don't know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like... it was above my head, I don't know.
Clementine: You were scared?
Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
Clementine: Was it something I said?
Joel: Yeah, you said "so go." With such disdain, you know?
Clementine: Oh, I'm sorry.
Joel: It's okay.

[Walking Out]
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let's pretend we had one.

[Joel comes back]
Clementine: Bye Joel.
Joel: I love you...


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My dear kiddies,

please forgive the sappiness in this post.
Last na talaga'to....

last day...

Today's my last day in the Philippines,
and what makes this day so sad is the fact that all I ever really wanted to do today was just hold you close for one last time.

...but I guess life has better plans.

See you when I see you...

Good bye.

wag nyo na paalala!!!!

ayoko na magbilang ng mga bagay na di na dapat binibilang...

balang araw, babangon din tyo! :P

I saw this video from a blog I'm following.

It started out quite funny, but then as the video was progressing, I felt really sad. (as in 2 teardrops... :P)

To borrow (read: steal) the words of the blogger:

"The best way to describe it is: imagine falling down, and you’re trying your best to get up, but you can’t. You try and try and try and TRY and TTTRRRYYYYYYYY…but you can’t."

Hang in there!
Balang araw, makakaya din natin 'to!

1 Wedding and 30+ people asking the same annoying question...

My brother tied the knot today with his girlfriend of more than 7 years. (tagal no?)

The wedding was awesome. The venue was grand, but it still managed to be intimate. The food tasted great! The video coverage and photos was just perfect.

I'm so happy for my brother and his new wife. It's a good start to a life-long commitment.

Speaking of weddings, if you know me well enough, you'd think I'd complain about wearing a dress or high-heeled shoes. Yes, I didn't like having to wear them, but that was the least of my concerns.

What I particularly do not like about weddings (especially weddings wherein I have relatives in the crowd), is the never-ending question: "Oh, ikaw? kelan ka naman kakasal?" Once or twice in one day is fine. But having 30+ people ask the same thing over and over again is just annoying.

I have to say polite and creative answers each time, just so I don't lose my control and strangle them one by one. Although there were so many times that I just want to answer back "Putang ina mo rin!" or "eh, ikaw, kelan ka gaganda?"

Now the pressure is definitely on, since I'm "next in line" and I'm 26 years old. Apparently, 23-25 is the "ideal" age, according to them. So I'm delayed by 1 year. Fuck.

What's the deal with marrying early anyway? Or putting such a "tight" deadline on it?(disclaimer: I'm not judging people who want to do it early, it's a matter of personal choice.)

I mean, back in the old days, it was needed. People needed to start procreating early since the world needed more people to plow the fields, raise livestock, or fight needless wars, and the mortality rate is so high, people died early for the stupidest of reasons. Plus, what else is there left to do? No TV, no internet, no lights (and while we're at it, no indoor plumbing!).

But now, in a world wherein you can juggle earning a master's degree, threading office politics in the workplace, shuffling dates with friends and lovers, and busting a sweat in the gym, who has time to get married?

I'm not saying I don't want to get married (assuming gay marriage becomes legal). It's in the "Someday-Maybe" box. which is sitting between the "Application Form Dropbox for A New Girlfriend" (which is sadly empty at this time), and the "Future Hopes and Dreams for Myself" box (which is full to the brim)

In short, I have no time for it now, and I don't have anyone to marry, and even if I have someone, it's not even legally possible to marry her at this point. But this answer is just way too long and way too boring... maybe next time, I'll just stick to "putang ina mo rin!" (well, it's much kinder than strangling people. :P)

Now THAT'S a reason to eat ice cream!

Ben and Jerry's changed the name of one of it's ice cream "Chubby Hubby" to "Hubby Hubby" to celebrate gay marriage legalization in it's home state, Vermont.

Read story here.



Now, I wonder if they will be selling this in Singapore... Hmmmnn.... :P

Don't text and drive...

If this doesn't stop you, I don't know what will...

Driving may be convenient (and for others, just "cool"), but it's also a responsibility! Drive safely, not just for your sake, but for others too!

Ok lang naman kung ikaw lang ang masasaktan, buhay mo naman yan... pero kung mandadamay ka pa ng ibang tao dahil sa kapabayaan mo, aba, ibang istorya na yan...