Biyernes, Nobyembre 23, 2012

15 annoying things i have been told of

1. “ano ba ang tipo mong babae?”
-   'kaw type ko tol.

2. “kelan ka ba mag-aasawa?”
-    po?, kung hindi na kayo mangingialam sa lovelife ko saka lang. nyeta.

3.  “ang gwapo mo sana kung di ka lang bakla”
-    salamat po memm. sabihin mo rin yan sa tatay mong chinurvaloo ako kagabi.

4.  “di pa kita nakitang naglaro ng basketbol”
-    di talaga. mga basketbolista lang kasi gusto kong laruin eh, tanga.

5.  “dyeta? ka-lalake mong tao nagdi-dyeta?”
-    una: hindi ako lalake bakla ako, gaga. pangalawa: kaya nga ayaw kong matulad sa ‘yo eh, obese. pakialamera!

6.  “saan ba gelpren mo?, di pa namin xa nakikita”
-    multo kasi xa eh. gusto niyong maging close? mga feelinggera.

7.  “bagay kayo nung girl sa foto, kayo ba?”
-    hindi. obvious bang pareho kaming girl? duh!

8.  “ba’t puro babae friends mo?”
-    di naman, echosera ka lang.

9.  “bakla ka ba?”
-    hindi. chumuchupa lang ng severe.

10.  “salot!”
-    walang silbi!

11.   “hindi babae gusto niyan, lalake”
-    kaya nga churvaklita eh. bobo!

12.   “kasalanan ‘yang ginagawa mo”
-    hiyang-hiya naman ako sa pangingialam  at pagmamalinis mo. exaherada!

13.   “mamatay na kayo!”
-    sama ka na! inutil!

14.   “aayy…bakla! hahahaha!”
- ma-pera! HAHAHAHA!

15.   “walang kwenta”
     -  di nga. APIR!

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                      Oo, Bakla Ako..Bakla!

Huwebes, Nobyembre 15, 2012

rain would always make me ponder

i’ve been sitting on an ergo chair for already about 15 minutes.

the sky angry with thunder after a forked light flashes and then began showering its kernel-sized droplets of condensed water vapor.. all the lights off and power completely gone out. children at the neighborhood were happily bathing themselves as the water fell and overflowed from the gutters and roofs; all of them were merry. their hollers commingled  with the cloud of haze. i could see them through the semi-frosted sliding glass window, which i would wipe every so often, celebrating the bounty of the collapsing heap of grey.

the adults would usually rant when rainy days stayed longer than predicted: a weather disturbance—as what the weather guy usually calls it—shorn all our planned agenda. but sometimes, sometimes in our most solitary moments we appreciate the rain and its unexpected splendor, hiding everyone’s faces by the spray as the pomp splattered all over the ground washing away every journey’s trail. and the constant sound of the falling enchanting to the ears,  hammering every roof.

i remember  i was very young  when i would ask mom to let me play with the other kids in the rain. and so i was with them the next thing; then i became a friend to everyone; and we ran and ran—and all, as far as i could think of, were merry.

it was raw happiness. how life’s simplicity that time turned to be exciting; the kind i didn’t get to experience again as we were growing up.

but change was always there. how the recent life got in the way and robbed those days’ merriments, the innocent memories that resonated. the simple pleasures and shallow happiness had flung somewhere in time. everything turned complicated when all new priorities set in and piled up and i get to disremember the little effortless things we usually enjoy..

and then i’m still here, been sitting on an ergo chair for already an hour wishing things would be the same as it was: when life came to be happy after bathing in the rain, when everything’s really not everything we currently now have, how there’s contentment with having barely enough, and how the weight of the world still imperceptible. it’s incongruent how has time made the world so small, yet everyone (& everything) around, is a complete stranger.

Dark clouds came
utterly quiet,
Its dumb overcast
expanding in full
On what appeared to be
a warm arid
rain fell heavily
all of a sudden
and prolonging this crippling feel—
that I can never contain…
Thunder a yelling
on an utterly quiet
                        —When Dark Clouds Stayed Longer, bender

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Martes, Nobyembre 06, 2012

sampung uri

as i was browsing one of my social networking account, me isang post na naintriga ang bakla kasi una kung nasagi ang mga salitang STRAIGHT, TRIPPER, at TOP. so napabasa ako, kinopy-paste at heto yun:  

1. STRAIGHT: When you have an account on any gay related sites you are not straight because straight men do not browse on gays sites, so you are a gay.
2. BISEXUAL: The difference between you and gays is that you’re just married, have a girlfriend, dating women, you’re considered gay because you still date men.
3. TRIPPER: If a man goes on tripping, he would not choose the same sex. So, you want a man blow your thing or to have sex with? A straight one would rather go out looking for whores (woman).
4. DISCREET: The only difference between you and the gays is the manner of dressing up yourself. You act as a man and dress like a man but still you search for a man.
5. TOP: You would say that you’re position in bed is top. Are you sure of that? Alternatively, you’re just pretending trying to be top. This might not apply to you but there are lots of them trying to be top but they are versatile so to say. (AMININ MO NA KAPATID!)
6. CROSS DRESSERS: I’m proud and salute you! You are not ashamed of who you are,pero siguraduhin mo na maganda ka talaga at muka kang babae ng hindi ka mag mukang baklang maton o baklang bato.
7. CHOOSEY TYPE: a.k.a MA-FEELING, you would want the same men as you do, good looking, having a good body, good in bed, having a big thing and the like. NEVERTHELESS, it all leads to want thing, it’s all about sex. (I may be wrong, but I’m not).
8. MACHO TYPE: Having a good physical built, a gym buddy, yes a perfect body. However, not all macho that you see around you are straight, they may be straight looking, but inside they are strange acting. They go on guys that same as them.
9. TRYING HARD TYPE: Don’t punish yourself acting like a man if you can’t. PLEASE, be yourself, if you try hard enough the more you look so suspicious…I’m telling you.
10. HARD TO GET: You are simply “pa-demure” effect, but when someone offered you something that is hard to resist you easily say “YES”. Don’t be such INARTE after all it leads you to one thing and that is lust. (PAKUNWARI KA PA)

yun daw ang sampung uri ng Beki mga mayets. akalain mo sa number-1 ako belong!? errr. jowk! pero parang me pinagdadaanan yata si ate?. ikaw na te, ikaw na ang bitter sa mga ka-froglets mo! hookei lang yan malalagpasan mo rin yan, lahat nman cguro tayo dadaan dyan bakla. steady ka lang. pag madapa tayo uli with your shining shimmering at bonggang-bonggang stilettos.
oh kayo mga beks saan kayo sa sampung yan?

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