the thoughts of 3AM

now more than ever, I am fearing for my life....

here I thought that after COVID made its mark, I will be fine and will certainly go back to normal, everything will bounce back to where it was..... but it didn't. 

….. it all started with Joey, then Noliza, then Diamond, then Alvin, then Fanty and quite recently Percy...

nothing stayed the same, nothing fade away, nothing you can do about it.

sometimes in the middle of the night, you will just jolt, sit cross-legged and stare into nothingness, overthinking what will be next? what will be after the next?

….. and now at 3AM, asking myself a different question- when will be mine? when am I due?

Everything tastes (better) with an airfryer - PUN INTENDED!

I am 40! That's a fact... undeniably visible with my gut!

Not wanting a 6-feet-under meme any moment now has been likely one of the goals lately. I need to stay alive and active that's including food shoved into my orifice these days!

I have seen how fat dripped with my own two eyes! And YES YES and definitely YES, taste is altered. It doesn't taste the same as it was but an additional lifespan of 2 or 3 years is not bad either.

If you are like me who have enjoys food more than breakfast-lunch-dinner setting, savors food more than sweet, salty and spicy and always gets transported to every circa to every bite... then it would be a huge zeal as again, taste is altered!

What is Pork Adobo without the fat trimmings seared to golden perfection and braised for 1hour and melts in your mouth at every piquancy. 

The horror!

The dryness of it all!

Yet again, it depends what you really value most. So you might  want to think again! Is the price of a kitchen upgrade really fitting your lifestyle? Then its a sign to get yourself a treat!

At the end of the day, what matters most is the value that it caters most. Beyond price..... beyond need.

Think again!

I had a good read last week. http://elitedaily.com/life/motivation/the-20-things-you-need-to-accomplish-in--your-20s/

A “good” checklist of what you can do as you age and mature. Treat it as a guideline. Mack me if nothin’ happens but I assure you will.

Success may be classified, measured and evaluated. But for each individual, it may vary from time to time and if quality strikes, that may be one of the learning curves you can goal and achieve later in life.

 

 

1. Support yourself. (read: Mandatory for queer.)

·         Why? Establishing yourself other than being the cloned-parlorista-type is a must. Aside from that being an achievement it also marks the spot how well you were raised, what breeding you have and gauges how you’ve grown and matured.

2. Get your own place.

·         Lease-to-Own or Rent-to-Own would be more advisable rather than renting your butt month per month. Lucky for you if you have been given a hand-me-down 2-storey-haven that you can call your own so you don’t have to worry a bit or bytes even.

3. Date the wrong person(s).

·         A must. I have come to believe that a relationship is a 2-phase. The booty-call facet and the next is the i-am-seriously-committing-already phase.

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4. Begin to put money in the bank and learn to leave it there.

5. Get out of debt.

6. Clearly outline your life goals.

7. Learn to read regularly.

8. Learn to keep up to date with current events.

9. Get that body you always dreamed of.

10. Find work that you love doing.

11. Surround yourself with people that you would like to keep around.

12. Reestablish your connection with your family.

13. Outline your perfect partner.

14. Learn to adapt.

15. Start to accumulate a fortune.

16. Learn to dress well.

17. Learn to maintain your body.

18. Learn to maintain and keep your environment organized.

19. Accept that you are an adult.

20. Let go of the past and look forward to the future.

Ako nalang ba ang natira?

 Literally!

I mean undeviating- everyone is a vlogger these days! 

I am not quite certain if I am the only one in the "B" now instead of the "V". I started putting my thoughts into words way back 2004 because of Dulce, it was with a different site then. Began doing blogspot.com in 2008 and stopped for an I-don't-know reason why. 

A pandemic broke out and I didn't even drop a single rumination about it! Pisti! Just when everything was in the moment- I deserted like that! I became a blogger-has-been. Everybody was busy staying alive, myself included. May kuwentong COVID ka din ba?

Fast forward 2022 and for another I-don't-know reason why. I am back as a fresh tilapia can be.

So what to expect? A lot of this and a lot of attitude and sass, my lass! A call to action for you my dear, stay tuned and subscribe!

I really miss dancin'

Pandemic really tilted the balance of the globe. "One virus to crush them all" said a padawan. As everything and everyone is going back to normal... there are memories you remember and makes you ponder... Can I still do it?

my lips are sealed.....

my lips are still sore- a remembrance of a once steamy afternoon delight

-just like that!



It happened on a Friday morning 6am to be exact. I was supposed to meet a booty call and it turned out not-that-great. A regular kid with nothing to do. He was a bum. He was just there for the free stuff. As socially active as I am.... 

fine..... 

as drunkard as I am, we resorted to a drinking-spree instead. As I mentioned he was a kid and I am no minor-savoring-prick. We had a couple of laughs and a bucketful of drinks. I invited a friend over and the socialization began. Tipsy, horny and flirty as my nature calls me- the next table kept on ogling and was sending mixed signals. Flirt as I maybe, I let my friend do the talking. The outcome was painstakingly easy.

We had them at hello. Five of them actually. Invited them for a couple of bottles more. The kid I was to chew? I ditched him all the way. He was of no profit anyways. So cutting the story quick: 3 out of 5 was dead on arrival, and the 2 kept hangin' on.

One of which was a family man: wife, 2 kids, a good family and a very promising career with a leading sabaw Telecom in the country. A Network Engineer  by profession. Young, tall and dark. 

Straight. Sabi niya.
He is clear and certain of that.

Blame it on the social lubricant. All became blurry.
Everything became a WAS.

We made out.
I kissed him hard. He kissed me back.
Callously. Marring my lips. Everything didn't matter anymore. I was transfixed. Half of me wanna ask but half of me hushed me with lust and desire.
Drowned, dazed but not utterly confused.
Reality came back to me.I got caught in between. Confusion or not.

I am from a shattered menage  and it wasn't a cher sight.
I left.

-just like that!

Never thinking, never pondering just expecting repercussions.

I have transfixed a certain notion that straights have their own agenda and queers have theirs too. 

Right! Tags are inevitable and a fact is strong, labels are gonna be labels nothing more nothing else. But a cross-over? I guess yes. More or less a facade. What your mouth blabs does not necessarily coincides what your heart utters. I for one, as fickle-minded as I am, hides what I feel by saying something stupid and outrageous to divert a fact thus becoming a hoax!

Designers and you

Ever wondered how to pronounce designer labels without making a fool out of yourself?

Practice makes perfect. You don’t need to be a genius, you just gotta be aware how to say it.

Some maybe a tongue twister but some are “a-ha!” moment

Lets start. 

anna swee | Anna Sui 

ann de-mule-eh-meester | Ann Demeulemeester

azz-eh-deen ah-lie-ah | Azzedine Alaia

badge-lee meesh-kah | Badgley Mischka

bah-len-see-ah-gah | Balenciaga

bahl-mahhhhn | Balmain

bow-tay-guh vah-netta | Bottega Veneta

Christian Lacroix: christian luh-kwa

Christian Louboutin: christian loo-boo-tan

Comme des Garçons: comb dey gah-sown

Dolce & Gabbana: dol-chey and gab-ana

Dries Van Noten: drees van know-ten

Gareth Pugh: gareth pew

Giambattista Valli: gee-am-bah-tease-ta vah-lee

Gianfranco Ferre: gee-ahn-franco feh-ray

Givenchy: zjee-von-shee

Hermès: er-mez

Hervé Léger: air-vay lay-jah

Hussein Chalayan: hoo-sane sha-lion

Issey Miyake: iss-ee mee-yah-key

Jean Paul Gaultier: zhon paul go-tee-ay

Junya Watanabe: jun-yah wat-an-ah-bey

Kinder Aggugini: kinder ag-ooh-gee-nee

Lanvin: lahn-vahn

Loewe: loh-wev-eh

Louis Vuitton: loo-wee vwee-tahn

L'Wren Scott: la-ren scott

Maison Martin Margiela: may-sohn martin mar-jhell-ah

Marchesa: mar-kay-sah

Mary Katrantzou: mary cat-trant-zoo

Miu Miu: mew-mew

Monique Lhuillier: monique le-hu-lee-ay

Moschino: mos-key-no

Olivier Theyskens: oh-liv-ee-ay tay-skins

Proenza Schouler: pro-en-zuh skool-er

Rochas: row-shahs

Rodarte: row-dar-tay

Roksanda Ilincic: roksanda ill-in-chik

Salvatore Ferragamo: sal-vah-tor-re fer-ra-gah-moh

Sonia Rykiel: sewn-yah ree-key-el

Thakoon: tah-koon

Versace: vur-sah-chee

Yves Saint Laurent: eve san lau-ron

Yohji Yamamoto: yoh-jee yam-ah-mo-to