Tuesday, November 01, 2005

My Last Post

Dear Friends:

When I started blogging a few months ago. I never felt so excited and satisfied when everytime I post an entry. But now, I bid adieu to my readers (if i had readers) as I shall transfer all my intellectual, moronic and all blah entries to my live journal account. I advice all my readers to open an LJ account and we will see each other there once again. Thank you for reading.

Skewer d biyotch

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Thursday, October 06, 2005

Happy Day


Happy 6 Years Baby!!!


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Thank You . . . . . . . . . . My Poppy
Thank you for allowing me to share my life with you.
Thank you making me special everyday and in every way.
Thank you for hearing all my endless woes & my triumphant success.
Thank you for understanding me when I fail to understand myself.
Thank you for providing me security, hope and inspiration.
Thank you for making me a better and real person
Thank you for loving me unconditionally ...
Thank you ... sincerely ... deeply
Thank you .... My
Love

Shells, Red Coral and Wood

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Budyong Beach Resort
Santa Fe, Bantayan Island
Cebu, Philippines
September 2005

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Craazeeeh

Oh yesterday almost destroyed my diet. Not that I am complaining, I lurve eating but one has to think of the perks of being a lot lighter and a lot thinner. BUT it was my friend's birthday (Jaya!), so me and my posse friends planned a surprise party for him and for Yo, for his belated bday party, which turned out not be a surprise anymore, coz he managed to find out about it and Yo didn't make it.

So my diet got postponed for one night. yepey!

Chicken... Pork kebab... Pizza... Chocolates... sodas... red wine...

and

Magic Sing Karaoke.... I lurve it... I dont have a singing voice, but it was magic, I enjoyed screaming my lungs out. (Sorry Neighbors)

I love birthday parties... don't you too???

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I lurve my friends, I will surely miss these beautiful people when I leave soon. I try to enjoy their company when their is still time to be together.

Lurve y'all! *muah muah muah!

here are they... not in the pic is arvin, yo, dj and cramelie.

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Normal...

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going...

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going...

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Crazzehh!!!


LOL!

Light Shade

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Sala, The Pink Posse Motherhouse
Banawa, Cebu City
Phillipines
September 25, 2005

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

to love like there is no tomorrow

My last entry (http://www.livejournal.com/users/skewerbiatch/) I asked about on how you handle your goodbyes. Some pitched in their ideas, some were melodramatic, others were openminded and some just plain didn't care.

Dazzler made his comment and there was a particular part of it that really got my attention. He said "If its goodbye.. as you know that person wont be with us much longer on this earthy plane.. then its harder, or saying goodbye when you didnt know they'd gone.. because you never get the chance to say it to their face.. those are the worst perhaps.."

It is true that it is worst to say goodbye to someone who you know that you will never see or talk again. I do worry about that with my partner. I always think, that what if... that one day I would wake up without him by my side or knowing that I never got the chance to say my "i love you's" and all the things that I wanted to say to him because something tragic had happened. God Forbid. I couldn't imagine the measure of that pain of those who have experienced it (I have a good friend who lost her fiance to a car accident). All I can do is sympathize and empathize. I am scared of it. Death is inevitable. It will just sweep you off without any warning. I think that is my greatest fear, the death of a loved one.

Last week, I watched one movie that really strucked me deeply. I'm sure some of you have seen this and know it's story, if not.... you better google it and read it's synopsis (that's a command) LOL c",).

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If I had the chance to forsee the future and have the oppurtunity to change it, I would, in a heart beat. If, there isn't any chance that I can change my future, then, I have to make the last days as the best that there is.

This movie reminded me not take things for granted with any relationships, may it be with your parents, siblings, friends, wife, husbands, children and life partners.

Most of all, this reminded me to love myself and my partner, to experience the world together, to value and share our lives, when there is still the chance.

In the movie, when Paul Nicholls said his "learnings of love" to Jennifer Love Hewitt, that was perhaps his final goodbye to her. It wasn't really a sad tragic story, coz in the end, he was able to say his farewell and express his love towards his girlfriend, knowing that it will be his last chance. lucky bloke!

It is really a race against time, so lets start moving it!

Monday, September 05, 2005

What will you do?

In connection to my previous entry about drinking. I saw a rerun of "America's Next Top Model" 3rd Season; there was this model wannabe, Shandi Sullivan, who had a very intimate relationship with his boyfriend, and she would often say that she felt really alone and lonely without him. She wanted to be with him always and wished him to be in his side all the time. Now there was this episode where the girls was sent to Milan, Italy to do some challenges. One night, After they did their challenges, Yoanna invited some guest to visit them at their loft for some night cap. The Men did come to their abode, bringing them wine and testosterone. They drank, drank, drank and drank. Skinny Shandi got really drunk, not only that, she got drunk in the arms of a drunk Italian Male Model in the Jacuzzi, in her bathing suit. Like that wasn't enough, they had sex. Yes, it could have been okey if she she was single, but then she has a boy friend in the states, or maybe she forgot.

Now let's imagine:

First, your boyfriend / girlfriend called you up in the middle of the night, where you were very busy jotting down love notes for you and then BANG, he / she confesses that he / she had sex with someone last night.

Which reason would be more acceptable to you:

"I got too drunk" or "I got really lonely"

Second, lets turn the tables around, if you were the guilty party, would you call your boy friend or girl friend and confess your little bad deed?

Answers Puhlez.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

My Friday Night Redemption

I am glad to say that my Friday night redeemed itself from last week's Friday night debacle with Will Ferrell's moronic deadpan acting in the movie "Bewitch" and the boredom that almost left me comatose and lying in bed, with my mouth frothing.

Well, most of my Fridays would start at Ayala Mall, with my mandatory arcade game of "Soul Callibur", appetizers at EastWest and dinner at Food Choices. brought this amazingly delicious chinese food called "fresh lumpia" from Rustans, it had veggies, nuts and a little meat on it, I would even consider it as an healthy option for any meal.

As time went on clicking, me, my boyfriend, my fag hag sister and Aldouine contemplated to where we should sashay ourselves on that Friday night. It took us forever to think of a place, since there was limited option to go to, BTC? no, coz my BF thinks he is underdressed; Pipeline? my sister haven't been there, but I don't really like the place, too butch for me; VUDU? nope, not on a Friday and FMJ? Gawd! I rather eat rat poison than go back to that bar that was only a glorified oversized Durty comfort room. Then, I remembered that there was this new spot that opened months ago, VERANDA. Yeah, lets go to VERANDA! So we scrammed outside Ayala and hailed ourselves a Cab.

FYI, VERANDA (Ve.ran.dah) is a portuguese word that means " A porch or balcony, usually roofed and often partly enclosed, extending along the outside of a building" Thanks Mr. Webster!

When we arrived at our desired destination, I was surprised to see an old 80's house who was slighly remodeled into a club mold, which failed miserable. I refrain from making any snide remarks, coz we haven't actually stepped inside and see what it has to offer, so I am giving this place a second chance.

Once we went inside, we found ourselves a table near the DJ booth. I sat comfortably and my eyes started to survey the area. The interiors were poor, and it was really a small place that can accommodate 7 tables and it didnt have anything special that would really stick to my mind. "Oh well, since we are already here, might as well, order some drinks and give ourselves an hour tops" I just found out that it was 80's night, so the house music played a lot of song from the 80's, and I remembered my favorite 80's song. I got piece of paper, wrote the title and gave it to the DJ. The DJ gave me strange look and he said that he has the song but he will try to play it. I felt that the song that I gave him wasn't his cup of tea. So I politely smiled at him and said "of course" but in the back of my mind, I wanted to claw him and pull out his innards and throw it to the next table, who were filled with smoking little teenager girls pretending to be women. So I went back to my seat, and forked some sauteed mushrooms that Aldouine ordered, it actually tasted good and wolf it as if I wasn't on a diet (coz I am). So I waited, then, I heard a familiar tune, yes! the DJ played my song. WEHEEEY!!!

My baby, he don't talk sweet
He ain't not much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway

And maybe he don't dress fine
But I don't really mind
'Cuz every time he pulls me near
I just wanna cheer:

LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!
On, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You gotta understand
Maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my one-man show
LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!

My baby may not be rich
He's watching every dime
But every night he holds me
And we always have a real good time
And maybe he sings off-key
That's alright by me
But what he does he does so well
Makes me wanna yell

LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!
On, let's give the boy a hand

I lurve this song, and when it was played with a little techno funk to it, it was even better. I started to move the groove and some people were also doin the same. I was starting to enjoy the place. I was feelin the 80's already, then asked "if I would have to go to an 80's party, what garb would I be wearing or who represent the 80's time era?" Thats easy to easy to answer, it was this lady who started it during the 80's.


Who else? The material Girl --- > Madonna!!!

Anyways, I noticed that a lot of people were starting to come in by 11:30 p.m. and by 12:00 midnight, the place was jam packed with yuppies, young socialites, unknown faces, and familiar faces, rubbing elbows at each other. People started dancing on their seats, and waved their hands with every new song that was played. Some stood up and shaked their booty and bumped ass to ass with anybody near. I was teary eyed, not because I was overwhelmed with happiness, just because of the smoke from all that cigarettes that people were puffing inside an airconditioned bar. That was the draw back, there was no clear distinction of non-smoking area and the smoking area. Whats so funny is that the people who sat outside didn't smoke at all, but those who were inside, smoked like a mad man who can't get to smoke tomorrow. I didn't mind, coz I was really enjoying the place, and I didn't want to spoil the night by dousing people with fire extinguishers! So people you are off the hook. There was even a brawl between the socialites and some guys who wanted to cut-in on the dance floor, but it was short lived as the DJ and some their friends tried to do some damage control, how disappointing. If there was beer bottle bashing that night, that actually would make a lot happier and could have made my night! (dear readers I don't really like violence)

My friends decided to take off by 1 a.m. because it was beginning to be really crowded. So we walked out VERANDA with the satisfaction in ourselves. I liked the place, eventhough it looked like a run in of a residential/boarding house/whore house/Night club, I didn't care, because it had great music, good food and an awesome crowd. That would not be the last time for me, and I promise to go back there with more of my friends.

It was too early to go home, so we went to a 24 hours coffee club. It was a bit far from where we are, but we choose to walk and give these lungs some clean air and get some exercise. But Mike offered us a ride, but we declined, Thanks anyways Mikey, we appreciate the kind gesture. So we continued to walk. We arrived at Big Bucks and ordered something to drink and eat. And watched CNN as they relay the news about the aftermath of the storm at New Orleans. CNN also showed US President G. W. Bush hugging some residents in the area. (rolls eyes). I refrain to comment, our country had more problems to talk about.

We went home after we finished our food and drinks. Got ourselves a cab, got home, jumped into bed and slumberland awaits. This was a great day. "Hope Saturday will be better" I murmured and *snorezzzzz.

Sunday, August 28, 2005

WeBITCH

I have been raving from my previous entries that my weekends are always and usually a blast!

Now for a change, my weekend sucks!

I am now stuck at home ON A SATURDAY WEEKEND making this entry.

Last Friday, my friends and Boyfriend and I went to see "Bewitch", such a disappointment that we ended up "Webitch" about "Bewitch". It totaly screams POOR ACTING. Inside the movie theater, I wanted to put a hex on the male lead! Avadra Kedavra!!!! and see him drop dead. I bet playing dead would be a difficult feat for him.

After the movie, we went to starbucks, and to my surprise the place was dull as a dead monkey. Maybe it was the rain or whatever. I'm glad that my friends aren't boring. I might have pleaded for help just to kill myself from all boredom of the world.

After sipping our fraps and brews and wolfing that humungous doughnut, we decided to retire and go home and watch some DVD's or sumthing. and it ended up that we went to slumberland instead. snorzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Awaits Sunday, I am sure it is just as boring as any given Sunday.

Yawns. GoodLuck to me!

Monday, August 22, 2005

A LONG ENTRY FOR MY LONG WEEK

It was a long week. Really. A long long week. Not that I am complaining. I was a rather long week. Did I mention that I had a long week? *smirks

I haven't posted for days, and I felt like it was ages that I haven't written any entries for all my blogs. I was too busy doing some other things, which is not an excuse not to update. Even losing a limb is not an excuse. (Write with your feet! Gaddaaammiitt!)

My so good friend, Nudela Barracuda (that's not his real name though, but we call him that, its sounds so silly. But I like it, we like it, he likes it, he should change his real name) …. he returned home safely the other Sunday ago. But he decided to grace us his presence on the next day. So, we received a text to meet the Posse at Starbucks. So I tootled my way to starbucks by 6:30ish. So when I arrived there, all I got were screams and screeches from him. I was really glad that he back home and I supposed he was too, but I learned that he left his heart in UK. So you came back heartless gurl?! Lals. We got ourselves dinner and escorted him home.

So the week came like a whirlwind (ironic, coz I said it was long week). I was always out with our friends at Ayala. Either, playing some strange arcade game or sitting idly somewhere, bitchin at everyone to decide to where we can gobble up some good healty dinner (I'm on a diet anyways – lost 8 pounds in 2 weeks).

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(Nudela: I always wanted to be a police woman. Cramelie: Oka Dash! I like saying "Freeze Bitch Freeze! Y'all Going behind Bars!"

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(Ride em like it's hot! Second childhood is such a wonderful things for these old geezers! lols)

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(A little Gurl on Gurl Action)

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(nice pink chucks, cute boyfie, strange gay man at the back, fag hag arcade freak)

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(suck it! look at me suck it! ssssssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppp!!!!!)

My honey made us a wonderful dessert last Wednesday. It was mini butter cakes. Looks delish and tasted like heaven. I just took a small bite only, I don't really want to ruin my diet. *slurps

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(yummy!!!! - delisioso!!!)
Friday night, we were all at the mall. Again. We planned to meet everyone on Saturday for dinner and some singing at a new Karaoke bar at BTC. So my friends decided that we should wear pink, since we were
the PINK POSSE, it was just right that we sport the color pink. It was good for me and my partner since we were madly in love with the color. "Pink is the new Black" I heard someone say that, and I mentally retorted "Uhuh for a GAY GUY! Like duh!" Some of my friends made a mad dash to the department store and frantically bought themselves pink tops.

COMES SATURDAY – Since we came home late, I woke up past ten in the morning, which is very strange to me coz I always wake up like 6 am (biological clock for work). It was great though, I felt that I have rested enough and I wanted more of it. So I just leisurely stayed in bed for hours and watch some DVD's "Beauty Salon" Queen Latifah kicked ass! Jorje played by Kevin Bacon was an obnoxious gay twat
that needed a good slappin in the ass.

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(The Queen ready to blow the joint!)

Anyways… evening came, we were all dressed in our pink outfit. So we paraded ourselves to Ayala and to BTC. We decided to have dinner at KRUA THAI. We sat at one side of the restaurant where their floor was elevated to look like we were actually sitting on the floor. It was really kewl, that made our dinner more enjoyable and we got a feel of an authentic Thai style
dining.

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("Darling, I know that you are hungry as hell, but you have to smile! common, smile... give me one hungry smile!")

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(Hurot na ang Food?! Tsk, mga amazonista man ni silang oi!)

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(Krua Thai - Nice Ambiance, Delish Food and Gorgeous Customers ehem! love thy self before others)

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(Show em what you got. Pink Posse - Busog!)

After which we went to POD 5 (karaoke bar) and reserved a room for us. So stayed there for 2 hours. It was all singing, shouting, screaming with songs that we didn't have the tune for. God save our lungs and ears. So the favorite songs we supposedly "sang" were from Destiny's. So a lot of bootie shaking happened that nite! My poppy chose his favorites, mostly from Eraserhead and Rivermaya.

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(CJ sings "Crazy In Love" in his most Beyonce voice)

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(Douine, are you singing? or imitating something that you like to do? :P Moki busy taking pictures of DJ and Jay smooching at each other)
Alright, after POD 5, we decide to make our presence felt at FMJ. Some of us have no idea how that place would really looked like. We only heard from other people about it. So I was really expecting something. So that something turned out to be something disastrous. So have you ever seen a condemned building? Well, this is place is something similar to that effect… one dingy place. Forgive me, I don't really complain that much, but this one badly needs a interior decorator. A major makeover! Seriously, that place scares me. I was just waiting for the roof to come down on us and flatten us to our deaths. So excused myself and escorted meself out, to breathe some fresh air (there was no smoking area –so that place is an accident waiting to happen – alarm the fire department!). Then all of my friends followed soon, so we were all staying out, for safety and away from that place. I promised to myself, I shall never set my feet on that place again, unless if I have a death wish.

Sooooo… We concluded to go to Bigbucks and guzzle up some brew. Some walked and I just rode. I was too tired to sashay in the wee hours of the morning, so I leave the walking to my perky friends. So we just stayed there, and talked, yakked and reminisced the good times and hilarious ones. Made people nervous, laugh and felt good. It was a great day though. I am glad to meet my friends again. Its lovelier this time because we just enjoyed our company, instead of me bitchin for a change.

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(Nudela:"So CJ, tell me about his C*ck? Ha so unsa man? SULTI KOOOOOOH!!!")

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(Cj:"Aiii uwaw ko oiiiii. Lets talk about my slightly luscious lips nalang!")

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(Nivra: "Slightly Luscious gyud?! Faeta omin nang oi, edge of the world ox ka tobashang omang g itlush. evargda, iluna jean na ox oi!" Aneesh:"Huh? what did you say? Interpreter please!!!")

Oh well.
Life is beautiful.
My friends are great.

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I'm in love with the most wonderful person.

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It's all so magnificent.

What a week!

Whew!