Dad's 50th Birthday

It was my Dad's Birthday. I got home late since I rarely go home to my parent's house once I started living in the city. I got the silent treatment again. What else is new?

I really thought it was just a private family affair and I was so shocked that it was really a bash. My dad's political friends, church friends so on and so forth. What the frack? The food was great. Lechon baka, fish fillet, beef steak, salad, humba, chicken cordon, cake and different type of sweets.

All in all, it was a great party for my Dad. It's just that, I miss M. Open relationship sucks. I'm tired of sharing him with everybody else. Sometimes I wonder if exclusivity was a better option but then again, we are too much alike. It would just not work.

Happy Birthday again Dad!

As of the moment...

Empty...
Uncontented...
Restless...


A big gapping hole of nothingness. This totally sucks.

Questions and Answers

People keep on asking me as to why I like keeping a blog even if it has limited readers and it's not that popular.

Even if it's true, this is an extension when I want to express something that I can't divulge or just random thoughts and events that even if it's not meaningful, it is for me. It's not about being popular. It's not about getting many comments or subscriptions or even friends. It's just an outlet to one side of myself.

There might be some people who likes Facebook and Twitter for the sake of adding people they don't know but I'm not one of them. I know all people in My Facebook account and as for Twitter, I like reading Hollywood's best. I post not because I think someone would care to read my shit but I post because I want to write down my thoughts and not forget about them.

And now, Happy 8 years Koi. I love being with you always and the friendship means a lot to me. It's not everyday you meet someone you are completely compatible with in almost all aspects in your life. I am so glad I met you. I love you.

Melancholy...

I have been to lots of parties for this past few days and I just realized that it's not fun anymore. I had more fun drinking wine and talking to a long time friend rather than partying in bars and nightclubs. Is it because I am getting old or I just need to lie low for while?


It's a day for the dead and not the living but my parents sure are acting like their marriage is dead. Too much drama in the house. Money does not make people happy. Even with money, they still fight about it. Sighs.


I just can't take drama right now. I think it's better they split up rather than always fighting every time my dad is here in the country. 




Peace out.

Halloween!!!!!!

Filipinos are not that big into Halloween parties and such but this Saturday, I need to divide my time for three parties. Three locations. End to End. Whew! Now, I'm contemplating in boycotting them all! LOLS


As I was on my way home to my parent's house to fetch my newly laundered clothes (yeah, I don't know how to do laundry), ball gowns and to have my dirty clothes laundered by our  helper, I accidentally met this guy I used to date with when I was still in my early teens! Weird! He used to be this cool dancer type but when I saw him earlier, I was like " What happened to you?!" moment. Isn't life ironic?




Preparing for my company's Halloween costume party. Too bad we cannot use original ideas. We chose Little Red Riding Hood Theme for my team since it's the best in the list. My Little Riding Hood would be the goth edition. Watch out Wolf! I am going to hunt you instead! :D

Going on...

Kind of tipsy right now...

I am turning just my first late twenties right now. I just want to forget everything. Friends, Family, people around me.

Sometimes things just does not turn out the way you want it to be. I had mentioned I wanted to be those things but right now.... I do not know. I am contented to be not somebody. I am contented that I am me. If not, then I would regret all the people I met, right?

Jason, am I bad?

And It Finally Happened

things are kind of weird right now. after eight years of being just that and having a line, we stepped out of bounds.

i can never say "i don't do friends" again. ever. 

it was special though. i am his first. what complicated the situation (more than it already is) is that his boyfie, Mark, would arrive tom morning. i don't how i should feel about that. should i feel anything at all?

hm... if i am going to be honest with myself, it is kind of depressing. but that point is, i already knew the situation before it happened.

there is really no one to blame but me.