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WouldJesusDiscriminate.com---The bible loves Gays

I came across this website that uses biblical passages para ipagtanggol ang homosexuality and homosexual relationships. Sobrang interesting. and they have banners like these. I checked them out and totoo naman. What do you think. click on the pic to go to their website.

Danton Remoto, para sa Kongreso!

Hindi ako taga Quezon City, pero ipagkakalat ko sa lahat ng friends ko na taga dun na iboto si Danton Remoto. Siya yung isa sa mga lider ng grupong LADLAD, na kung maalala pa natin ay nag apply bilang isang party-list group, pero na-turn down ng comelec. He is running sa 3rd district ng QC. Laki siya sa project 4, which I am familiar with, kasi my brother's x-wife lives there. I am not being biased sa pag endorse kay Danton. He aims to thwart the 12-year long defensor control sa congress sa 3rd district. Hindi lang siya bakla. Bakla siyang may utak. He was educated sa Ateneo and then sa scotland. In an interview with Manila Times, he had this to say about COMELEC Chairman ABALOS:

"I have to thank Comelec chairman [Benjamin] Abalos for making me the underdog politician of this year’s elections. They turned down Ang Ladlad, they thought Victor Wood was a more worthy candidate than me as a senator, so I had to run as a Congressman of the Third District of Quezon City to prove that I could win in an election. We want to show the power and strength not only of the Pink Vote but of a candidate who is brave enough to face up to a rich candidate."

Go DANTON! I can't vote for you, but you have my support and prayers!

DANTON REMOTO para CONGRESSMAN ng 3RD Dist ng QC!

We've hit the BIG 2K, SALAMAT!

After just only a month of creating this blog, our viewership just hit 2000! To think na unique IP addresses pa yun ha!

Wow! Salamat sa mga friends and soon to be friends na nagview!

Pahirap na Tulyahan

Even kung hindi ka taga CAMANAVA, malamang ay nabalitaan mo na na closed for repairs ang TULYAHAN bridge. Ito ang isa sa mga nagpapahirap sa pang araw-araw kong buhay.

Dati, I commute from my house, then sasakay ako ng jeep hanggang sa me city hall, then another jeep, towards sa LRT. Tapos nun ay isa na lang jeep , pagbaba ko school na. Wala pang 5 mins ang isang jeep ride, well except the last one na mga 15 minutes. So mga 25-30 minutes, pag medyo minamalas, mga 45mins. Worst case na yung an hour, malamang may nasiraan oh umuulan.

Ever since sinara ang tulyahan bridge, nag reroute ang pesteng MMDA papunta sa isang exclusive village sa Malabon, na pinadaan lang nila sa mga private vehickes, Kung mag cocommute ka, you have to ride the jeep to TULYAHAN, tapos you have to walk about 300 meters sa gitna ng init ng araw papunta sa foot bridge pictured above, tapos you have to walk some more to ride another jeep sa other side ng footbridge, PICTURED ABOVE.

Wala naman mashadong kaso sa akin na magdagdag ng 7pesos for another jeepney ride, pero ang problema ko talaga eh yung lecheng paglalakad sa tindi ng init ng araw. Naka all-white po ang uniform ko. Isipin na lang natin na mataba po ako, at kung paano ako maglapot. Pag dating ko na lang talaga sa eskwelahan ay dugyot na po ako. Anjan pang dahil maaga ang klase mo ay ikaw ang unang biyahe ng particular na jeep, kaya ikaw ay magmimistulang buhay na feather duster.

6 na buwan pa daw gagawin yung Tulyahan. Kailangan ko na ng burberry na payong.

Catching Up: wow, personal.

My barkada is a blast. Yung core barkada ko, high school pa lang magkakaibigan na kami. And I must say na mahigit isang dekada na kaming magkakaibigan. Napakadami nang dumaan sa buhay namin. Nakakatawa din kami, kasi pag nagsasama sama kami, natatawa kami sa mga parehong bagay. We never get tired of hearing the same anecdotes again and again about our high school days. Tungkol sa mga kaklase, sa mga teacher, at sa isa't isa, pero kahit ilang beses mang ulitin, nakakatawa pa din.

Sa magkakaibigan, lalo na sa malalaking barkadahan, hindi mo maiiswasang may mas close kaysa sa iba. Naalala ko dati, naging close kami ni OFAJ (refer to pic, yung cutie na twink sa left, heheheh), we used to talk on the phone everyday, ay pwera lang pala yung isang araw sa isang linggo, na bawal tumawag kila ofaj(at kila eileen din), kasi nanonood sila ng dawson's creek. Hahahaha, nakakatawa no, antagal na nun, tapos we would talk about everything, especially about Jerson. Close kasi kami dati ni Ofaj, Jerson at ako, pero palaging me friction sa kanila. Dati pa nga dahil lang sa pagkain sa KFC, na nakanti ang pagiging Rica ni Jerson, halos durugin ni Jerson si OFAJ, at nilait pa ang dalang bag ni OFAJ. Tignan mo naman ngayon si OFAJ, Pa Louis Vuitton na lang na bag(see OFAJ's BLOG). Samantalang dati. Giordanong bag lang ok na sa min. Hindi ko alam eh, basta isang araw na lang, we stopped calling each other. Wala namang away na nangyari, basta, tumigil lang ang mga tawag.

Si Chuck naman(see Chuck's blog), naging close kami nung nagsisimba pa ako. Ayaw kasi niyang magsimba sa St. James, kasi hindi daw niya maintindihan ang sermon ng pari. Pangit daw kasi ang sound system sa church nila kaya he opts to hear mass sa parish namin. Palagi niya ko niyayaya magsimba. Madali naman ako yayain. kaya go ako. Tsaka ilang hakbang lang mula sa balur namin yung church. Madalas pa nga hindi kami naghihiwalay after chucrh. Anjang mag dunkin donuts muna, oh kaya kumain sa Chinese resto, oh kaya, gumawa agad ng kasalanan after church, sa pamamagitan ng pagpunta sa Bobby. Hahahaha. Kunwari. ihahatid ko na si Chuck sa Sdaan, habang nakasakay siya sa passenger's seat ng kotse, magkakatinginan kami sa may stoplight, tapos matatawa. Alam na namin na pupunta kami sa Bobby. Ilang beses din kami pumunta dun ng kami lang dalawa lang. Inaabot kami usually ng morning. as in sunrise, sandra, first coating ha. Pero naging busy kami pareho, kaya natigil na yun.

Sa pic sa itaas, nun lang ata kami nagkita ni OFAJ na small group lang, as in kaming tatlo lang. I've forgotten how funny and witty he is. Tawang tawa ako sa kanya. Matalino kasi si Ofaj. Ang bilis ng utak. Palaging me hanash sa aming dalawa ni Ericson(other guy sa pic). At lahat na sa Kroc(greenbelt) pinagtatawanan namin. Halos nga hindi na kami makakain sa kakatawa. Nito lang ata kami nagkaroon ng pagkakataong mag usap ng medyo matagal. Sa malayo na kasi nakatira si OFAJ, so hindi na namin siya masyadong nakikita. Kung makita namin siya, eh usually may ganap na malaki like bdays or Xmas party, kaya madami kumakausap sa kanya. Nakakapagusap kami, pero sandali lang.

Where am I going with this? Wala lang. Nagiisip lang ako siguro na kahit naman dumaan ang sampungh taon, wla din naman masyadong nag bago. Magkaka PhD na si Chuck, si OFAJ, baka pumunta na ng Denmark, pero pag nagkita kita kami, ganun pa rin yung tawanan at gaan sa pakiramdam. I miss you guys.

I need a break

It was hell in school kanina.

I don't even remember the last time I was this tired.

5 experiments in 8 hours

20minute lunch break

1 pesteng saradong tullahan bridge.

1 hour of sleep kagabi.

I REALLY need to sleep.

I am taking a lil blog break.

PBB News: I saw KIAN

My friend ericson and I were riding the escalator down from landmark going to glorietta, when I saw a vision in white. Si Kian Kazemi pala, ang just recently evicted housemate. He was wearing a white long sleeved light knitted sweater, jeans, and a pair of white sneaks. The sweater was like the one above, pero white shempre, mga jega. Oh so La Salle. Uhm nung lumapit siya ay nagtangka ako magpapicture nang nakita ko na marami pala siyang bangas sa mukha. Mejo nailang ako at naisip kong wag na lang.

Baka mawala pa pantasya ko.

Bakla sa Barbero

Ever since nawla yung clipper (razor) ko, eh nagpapakalbo na lnag ako sa barbero diyan sa me city hall, simce 40 pesos lang naman ang gupit dun, habang nag vivibrate ang clipper(razor nga!) sa ulo ke, ay naisip ko... ako lang ba ang bakla na nagpapagupit sa barbero? Natawa ko, kasi feeling ko, ang weird ko, kasi lahat ata ng friends ko, sa Salon na mamahalin magpatreat or magpa trim.. habang aklo, otokis pa din ,at sa barpero pa din loyal. Not naman na it matters kasi alam ko naman sa sarili ko na magpapakalbo lang naman ako, kaya impractical naman kung magbabayad pa ako ng P600.oo para sa gupit na wala namang tatak pagkatapos. Sana kung me sign sa ulo ko after na SIR GEORGE of MARY PAULINE, oh kaya PROPAGANDA oh kaya REYES HAIRCUTTERS (waley).

Habang unti unting nalalagas ang buhok ko. NO offense sa mga panot. Natatawa ako habang iniisip ko pa yung mga bagay na ang bakla ko, at yung mga bagay na ang otokis (lalaki) ko. So, here is my list and my views about it.

1. SPEECH--i'm definitely gay on this one. I have a high pitched voice with gayspeak sa every other word. Minsan kahit ako, nababaklaan sa sarili ko.
2. WALKING-- feeling ko naman lalaki ako maglakad. hindi naman ako kumekendeng or something.
3. HAND MOVEMENTS--bakla si mckee. Alam niyo -pang pag kumain ako oh kaya magtype ay nakapilantik ang pinkie and ring fingers ko. Hindi ko alam kung saan sito nanggaling.. It just happened.
4. DRESSING UP-- I'm kinda conflicted sa isang ito. Kasi minsan pag ako ay nasa bear state ko, ako ay may pagka hiphop manamit. Don't get me wrong. I love the branded clothes, the tweed shorts, the plaid pants. The pink shorts(But no poppin of the collar, PLEASE), pero, mahilig din ako sa baggy shorts and shirt combo. Ang tanging nagpapabakla nga lang siguro ay yung aking flip-flops.
5. GENERAL APPEARANCE-- madami nang nagsabi na I am a lot of things. Mukha daw akong hold-upper, mukha daw criminal, me foreigner pa nga sa Puerto na akala ay PUSHER ako... in short... I look more criminal than gay... YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WID DAT?
6. GROOMING-- I would say... more male than gay. hindi ako mahilig ng masyado madami nilalagay sa mukha at katawan ko... pero par may sinusugest naman ang friends ko.. cge susubukan ko, pero chances are i'll try it for a while, pero makakalimutan ko na din siya.

akin lang yan ha. Kung hindi kayo ganyan, ITS OK. I don;t want any nasty comments saying na ang plastic ko.

Beyonce and JLo Pepsi commercial

You know what's fucked up? This is fucked up.

Wensha: Relaxing Spa Experience for a Fraction of the Price

I have heard about Wensha from my friends. I have read about it on a myriad of Gay blogs, but I haven't had a chance to experience this gem of a place. I am not really the type to flaunt my body around to a lot of people, coz deep inside; I am really a shy type. But this experience changed my mind-set.

Wensha is located at the corner of Timog and Q ave, Quezon City of course. When you get in, a receptionist escorts you and gives you a menu on their various services, and since this was a treat from my friend( thanks again), we chose the full body massage. I would have picked the same. It was a safe choice, and you can loiter around the wet floor, to get the full experience. You will be asked to deposit your footwear ( I was wearing my worn-out havianas, nakakahiya i-deposit), and you are given a set of in-house slippers to wear, without asking for your size, so you have to do the wear-and-see-if-it-fits-or-else-go-find-another-pair routine in crossing. It's not Mark's first time in Wensha, so he already knew where our lockers were. After depositing my 6 year old bag inside the locker, I immediately asked for 2 towels (which is the maximum number that an individual can carry at a time), and STRATEGICALLY wrapped it around my groin, and went about with my careful stripping. While waiting for my friends to finish, I sat and on the gang chair and looked around. As usual, I envied the koreans and how they were "hanging" around the lockers. I also noticed that the attendants weren't looking half bad with their tank-tops and their smiling faces. At last, it's wet floor time. It wasn't as big as I expected, as compared to the other spa's that I have been to (Fitness First, Philippine Plaza Hotel), but in fairness it had all the things that a spa should have: Hot and Cold Jacuzzi, Sauna, Steam Room, and..Too bad for me, a common shower area. It gave me chills down my spine. It was an oriental type common shower, where you have to sit down on a dingy monobloc chair and go about doing your showering, while in the act of doing number 2. I hated it. It means, the people will see my HUGE backside, while showering, and to add to it, they had mirrors in front too. But when I saw my firnd, and everybody else do it, I was pressured to do the same. Then, something weird happened; I didn't care a t all. I mean. I looked better than more than half of the men there. So I was showering like crazy, even standing up to wash my arse and genitalia. After showering and putting my Tapis (towel) back on, I first tried the Sauna, and immediately felt all the toxins come out, my 2 friends followed suit and joined me. After 10 minutes of chatting, we all decided to try the steam room. Ugh, I hated it, I hated the smell of menthol, I hated the heat of the steam. It was too much for me, then I noticed that there was people getting water from a dispenser between the Hot and the Clod Jacuzzi. And the envious person that I am, I wanted to get some too(even though I wasn't thirsty), but when I got out, I couldn't find the plastic glasses, so I non-chalantly went back to the steam room, wiped the glass of steam, then watched closely as to where they are getting those plastic ups, then, the miraculous door of the dispenser opened and I saw the cups, the glorious plastic cups. I had my water. Yes.

After 2 hours on the wet floor, we went upstairs for some smokes and grub (with the P580.00 damage, a hong-kong buffet is included), and we scheduled a massage for the three of us(Yes you can choose if you want a male or female therapist, you perverts!). When you sit on the lush and comfy chairs, they immediately offer you a choice of orange, iced tea, hot tea or coffee which is also complimentary. Then the Manager(I think) calls you in for your massage. We wanted a private room for the three of us, knowing how noisy we can be, but since there wasn't any available, we settled for the common room. Three (not-good looking) masseurs came (it was ok, I was in it for the massage (really. I love you Hun). The massage was wonderful. They would really untie your nodules(so to speak) and give you a rubdown you wouldn't forget. Oh I forgot, you had a choice of Shiatsu, Swedish or Thai Massage ( I chose the Swedish with Mineral oil). They even stretch you after the massage, and you feel all your bones and tendons cracking. The drawback is after the massage they give you this piece of paper, in which, you are sort of OBLIGED to give a tip, and write the amount in the paper. Not really nice. After being covered with tons of mineral oils, and having to feel sticky, we decided to have our dinner. It was my favorite. They had Kani Salad, and Salt and Pepper Spare-ribs, fried rice, sotanghon and Cauliflower with Peas. They also had a red-sauce pasta (whose name I did not know). After 2 helping, we went down to the wet floor again to freshen up and remove the oil from our body. I dipped myself in the hot and cold Jacuzzi and showered thrice to completely remove it. It was the ultimate in relaxation. We came in at around 7pm; we came out at around 11.30. If my friend tin wasn't waiting for us, I know we would have stayed longer.

I'm definitely coming back.

Beyonce and Shakira: Beautiful Liar

(Ay)
(Ay)
(Ay, Nobody likes being played)

Oh, Beyonce, Beyonce
Oh, Shakira, Shakira (Hey)

He said, I'm worth it, his one desire
I know things about him that you wouldn't
want to read about
He kissed me, his one and only
(Yes) Beautiful Liar
Tell me how you tolerate the things you
Just found out about
You never know
Why are we the ones who suffer
I Have to let go
He won't be the one to cry

(Ay) Lets not kill the Karma
(Ay) Lets not start a fight
(Ay) It's not worth the drama
For a Beautiful Liar

(Oh) Can't we laugh about it (ha ha)
(Oh) It's not worth our time
(Oh) we can live without him
Just a Beautiful Liar

I trusted him
but when i followed you
I saw you together
I didn't know about you then till I saw you with him when, yea
I walked in on your love scene
slow dancing
You stole everything
How can you say I did you wrong

We'll never know

When the pain and heartbreaks over
I have to let go
The innocence is gone

(Ay) Let's not kill the Karma
(Ay) Let's not start a fight
(Ay) It's not worth the drama
For a Beautiful Liar

(Oh) Can't we laugh about it (ha ha)
(Oh) It's not worth our time
(Oh) We can live without him
Just a beautiful liar

Tell me how to forgive you,(ooo)
When its me who's ashamed? (oh)
And I wish I could free you
of the hurt and the pain
but the answer is simple
he's the one to blame(hey)

---(music plays)---

(Background)
Ay, Beyoncé, Beyoncé
Ay, Shakira, Shakira
Oh, Beyoncé, Beyoncé
Oh, Shakira, Shakira

(Hey)
(Ay) Lets not kill the Karma
(Ay) Lets not start a fight
(Ay) It's not worth the drama
For a Beautiful Liar

(Oh) Can't we laugh about it (Ha Ha)
(Oh) It's not worth our time
(Oh) We can live without him
Just a beautiful liar

My GOD, this song is growing on me! I love eeet!

HP7: Bloomsbury covers revealed

Glad to oblige, my dear reader(s). Here are both of the covers of the UK/Bloomsbury edition, the 1st one is the adult cover, the second, the children's cover. Enjoy HP fans!

HP7: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Cover, REVEALED!

How could I have missed this? Now, I hate that I was in Puerto Galera, the day scholastic released the cover. The BIG S released the cover last March 28, as usual it was still done by Mary GrandPre. There is also a surprise for the avid readers on the cover: It is a wraparound, only when you open the book in full, will you see the eyes of Lord Voldemort, peeking out of a hood. Great concept, I can't wait for July 21st. The cover features utter destruction around harry, and also just the shadows of other people around him( I wonder who'll die in this installment? JK said there would be 2 deaths).

Who's the HOTTER Idol? Blake or Chris?

Even I can't decide, especially when I see pics like this... YUM. Thanks to Towleroad.com for the pic.

Nokia N95: First Peek at My Dream Phone (Well, aside from the IPhone)

I have always been a nokia fan, ever since I grasped my first Nokia phone: my yellow 5110. Oh how I loved it!. There was the easy to use Navi-key, with just one browse of its brochure, you already know how to fiddle around it. Then there was the snake. All other phone owners would ogle with the fact that you had snake. It was heaven. Then, there was the personalized operator logos. I remember that I used to change my Op-logos every week to impress my friends and classmates. Ahhh... those were the days when telephony was simple. When all you can do with a gsm phone, is call, text and play snake. Those days are long-gone.

Introducing the latest and most advanced nokia phone: The N95. Just hearing it gives me goose-bumps. It has a 5-megapixel camera, with Carl-Zeiss optics of course( The same ones they use with those high-end Sony digital cameras). Just think of it, the camera itself is better than my old digicam. Gawd! It can take DVD quality videos (840x480(?)), HSDPA, EDGE (hi-speed internet), Wi-Fi (When ur in Starbucks, you can use their wireless connection for even faster surfing), A Dual slider, where you can slide it both weays to reveal an alpha-numeric keypad or dedicated media keys, and of course, 3g video conferencing and live streaming. It has everything but the kitchen sink, below I have provided pics of the unboxing, so techies enjoy!(thanks to Wired.com for the pics. click here for the full story)

4-day absence

Hey readers and co-bloggers, malamang na hindi ako makasulat for 4 days coz i'll be going to sinful PUERTO GALERA! Hahahaha, alam niyo naman pag holy week, lahat ng bakla ay binabanish sa puerto. See you all there!

Magpatulog Kayo!

25 years old na ako. Pero kahit kailan, I never had my own room.

It;s not na we cannot afford one or something to that extent. It's just that siguro when I was young, masyado lang akong attached sa mom ko, kaya palagi kaming maghkatabi matulog. In recent years, especially after the a/c in my mom's room broke down, I have been sleeping sa couch sa sala.

I did not like it one bit.

Nandiyang magigising ako sa umaga at may nanonood na ng TV. Ok lang sana kung mga kapatid ko or parents lang, pero most of the time, they are total strangers na nakikita akong humihilik at dinudukot ang crotch ko, while having my morning wood, in other words, nakakahiya. Andiyan din namang magigising ako na naliligo sa sarili kong mantika dahil me gago palang kumuha ng electric fan ko, at kailangan daw nila sa pag-iihaw. Either way, I hated it.

Until it came time na bumili na kami ng bagong a/c. HEAVEN.

Mula nun, dun na ako natutulog sa kwarto, kasama ko ang pamangkin ko. Masaya na ako at Malamig. Pero hindi pala dun nagtatapos ang paghihirap ko. I am a nocturnal vreature. If maabutan mo ako na tulog ng 12am, its either lasing na ako, or wala akong tulog ng more than 24 hours na. Yun lang, kahit wala akong ganap, I usually catch up on my surfing and TV during the wee hours of the morning. Pag matutulog na ako (usually 4 or 5am), pagising na ang pamangkin ko. Sarap matulog. Pero magigising pa din ako na puno ng pawis, inisip ko: BROWN-OUT BA? Namatay ang a/c, at shempre, me nagpatay pala ng aircon. Yung kapatid ko, na MAY SARILING KWARTO NA MAY AIRCON DIN NAMAN. Bakit kamo? Inggit. For the longest time, sha na lang ang may A/C sa ming magkakapatid, at dahil nagkaroon ako, gagwin niya lahat na ipagkait sa akin yun. Ano ang dahilan ng pagpatay niya? gastos sa kuryente. BULLSHIT. Kaya pala siya, umiinom lang sa baba, nakabukas ang a/c. Malulusutan natin yan. ilolock ko na ang pinto. HAHHAHAHHA.

Perom baka kumatok, magising din ako. Grrrrr... bahala na.

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