Cancelled

The way I feel about you is NOT the question here, you know you're special, but I wont be ready til you show me that you're ready.

YOU NEED TO SETTLE YOUR ISSUES NOW.

When I pass you by, embrace me, and never let me go. Coz if you do, then you pass the chance. I will never walk the same road twice, nor will I ever allow myself to make the same mistakes again.

Cancel all your plans as you wish, it doesn't threaten me one bit. It only goes to show that youre still not ready to show people that youre willing to fight for me.

D5100 Extra Ordinary Angles Contest

Need your support, you guys. Please click the this LINK or the photo above and LIKE the photo of the ruins in Talisay, Negros Occidental. :)

Happy Mothers' Day

To the three most important ladies in my life--- HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY.

To my rockstar Mom, thank you for your love and patience. I owe my life to you and Dad, and with that I will forever be thankful. We may not get along too well at times, coz we're both always stubborn, but I guess that's always how we both have showed our love for each other. I love you Mom.

To my sister, thank you for being my best friend since birth. Thank you for believing in me, and for standing close in times when I needed a shoulder to cling on. Most importantly, thank you for taking good care of Kaye, Jem, Jammie and Jiboy--- they're precious to me.

To Nanay, thank you for bringing my BBK to this world. For taking care of him, and for raising him up to become the good person that he is today. Salamat, Nanay.

And to all the mothers in the world---you deserve all the love in the world today.

Inspiration

I haven't really shared this yet, but I have a HUGE adoration for the blog called Marc and Angel Hack Life. It has inspired me in a lot of ways, in fact, I open it like every other day to get bits and pieces of encouragement.

I shared this to my partner and he liked the whole idea of coming up with a website just like this, but we will position it only to Filipinos. The Filipino nation is whole different story--- we have our own set of trials and problems as a race, hence we get encouragement and inspiration in a unique sort of way.

On top of that, there are tons of things to inspire about--- Filipino OFWs, Jobless Pinoys, Pinoy music, Pinoy food, Gay Pinoys, Catholicism, Pinoy Callcenter stories (coz I'm a huge fan of Outsourced)--- the possibilities are actually endless.

A part from that, I will be making my own illustrations for this website. I'm thinking of children's book type of illustration like the one you see in every chapter of Harry Potter. I'm thinking of making our own website's Pinoy characters (remember Pugad Baboy?). And then we're gonna tap a few friends to contribute inspirational stories, too. And yes, Lem, I'm definitely thinking about you as I'm writing this. :)

That's just about it--- it's not the best idea in the world but we're both passionate about it and I think it's really fun and sweet that we get to have something together. It's better than getting a puppy (although yes, we're getting a puppy real soon). I dont even think we're the best people to come up with such a thing, but hey, this is all just for the love of fun, adventure, and inspiring people at the same time. Hubby has been a leadership lecturer for years (and is still actively doing it) and I'm pretty good at doing blahs and illustrations. All we need now is a bit more depth on HTML and stuff.

I'm in bed now and I'm sarting to build whole picture in my mind. I stopped and thought--- hmmm, POSIBLE. :)

Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah

I forgot to post this...

Two weeks ago, we got to watch the return of the Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah The Musicale at the Cultural Center of the Philippines (CCP). Hubby knows Im a sucker for stage plays and though all the tickets were sold out, we managed to sneak our way in. It was an awesome experience for me coz I've been itching to watch this since I read about from Icon Magazine (remember that awesome mag???) back in 2005. I was wishing there would be a Cebu staging of this play, but nada.

I'm not a big fan of the movie. I personally think the movie starring Zsa Zsa and Rustom was a complete blasphemy of how great this musicale is. The show that I got to watch starred Eula Valdez as Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah and boy was she hilarious. I havent seen that side of her, and she really gave justice to the role. I heard there was another staging before that starred Kay Brosas and I wish I got to watch that coz Im a big fan. She fits this role like a glove :) Anyway, no regrets, Eula was just as awesome and the whole show was a HUGE success as always.

After the show, BBK and I got to take pictures of the characters. He even introduced me to the men behind the Musicale--- The Stage Director, the Musical Director and the cartoon writer. It was a very sentimental moment for me. I'm a big fan of musicales :)

High Res

Finally got a hold of the high res version of the winning picture. Both of them now hang beautifully in my home.

Chikay and Em, this post is for you coz you've been bugging me for like the last 48 hours now. :) I don't now anything about photography so you might wanna ask him directly. I think you guys speak the same language. I even forgot your super technical questions, like for godddsssakes, I'm just an ordinary point-and-shoot person who absolutely has ZERO talents nor interests in photography. Leave me alone, punyeta. :)

Love Letter

Ever Dearest,

You came out of nowhere. The first time I saw your smile, I melted. And you gazed lovingly as you approached me and asked for my name. I was in the middle of the Grandstand watching the Sinulog, but my eyes were set on you. I was quivering when we shook hands. It was like I was back in high school asking a girl for a dance. I was in the boundaries of hesitation and hypnosis.

And then I chose to ignore you for a brief few days. I got scared. I wanted to give myself another chance.

Now you know why. I was a wounded puppy when we met. You came at a point when I had nothing to hope for. You gave me hope in love just in time when I almost ran out of it. I was badly hurt 2 years ago, and I thought I couldn't even recover. I gave love a few more shots after that but at some point I have conceded to the validation that some guys just aren't born lucky.

But you're here now. And everytime I gaze at your loving eyes, every single minute that I'm with you, I look back and ask myself if I've done something really good and awesome and wonderful in the past to deserve you.

Thank you, for making me happy. And thank you for loving me more than I love myself. And thank you for teaching me to love myself again.

More than anything else, I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you. Through thick or thin, through sickness and in health. From this day forward, I promise to take care of you, respect you and love you. I vow never to break your heart even for just a second.

I love you. I wont ever get tired of reminding you this everyday. ♥

Love,

Keith

The Moon Is Beautiful. My No-Lovelife Lovelife Sucks.

I was jogging at the Ayala grounds last night, it was around 8PM when I started to do my warm-ups and stretches. I looked up and saw the moon in its utter perfection I thought I was looking at a huge perfectly Photoshoped image right above the sky.

It was BEAUTIFUL and ROMANTIC and I HATED it. That sight reminded me of lovers kissing and stargazing till they go tired. I've never had that since, I dunno, I couldn’t even remember anymore. I've been single and celibate for a long time now that I'm starting to forget the taste of a kiss, or watching the moon with someone holding my hand. Sucks right?

Anyway, I was glancing at the moon half the time I was jogging. It looked so pretty and strange that I started to wonder if it was some sort of astronomical phenomenon that I never heard of. I googled stuff up as soon as I got home and I was amazed that some people were quick enough to upload pictures of it already plus some weird-sounding scientific information (that I skipped without mercy).

It was called an occultation, and the bright thing above the crescent moon was the Planet Venus. For those who have seen it, consider yourself lucky coz it was only visible on the areas between Sumatra and the Philippines, and the next phenomenon will not be in until August 13, 2012.

Photo source: http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs352.snc3/29195_394343044508_662234508_3849275_786298_n.jpg

Percy Jackson Overload and Age Rewind...

I got a very special gift from Hunky-Chardie today. I was grinning from ear to ear when I knew my package from Lexington had arrived, plus the fact that I get to see him in person again and not just settle for our nightly YM conversations anymore. It's always nice when someone close to your heart comes home.

I finally have all the 4 books of the Percy Jackson & The Olympians Series. Yes, all the four books, isn't that neat? Nothing beats the Wal-Mart book aisle. Now I don’t have to wait for copies at Fullybooked.

And then I also got my usual Maybelline Age Rewind concealer. I've been using this since 2007 and you can't find that in any Maybelline stalls here in the Philippines. I bought 2 bottles when I went to the US. I LOVE IT---it's like photoshop in a bottle, and it's just $7. Nice. :)

Thank you, Chardie. You're the best!

Must Love Corby

Bought a new phone today. January's not my month, in fact I have this awful feeling that 2010's not gonna be my year. I woke up frustrated so I decided to buy one more phone coz I've been itching to have a Sun phone.

Here's my new baby. she's really cute.


Yeah I have a Sun number now and I'm starting to love the thought of having unlimited calls 24-7.

I finally got my Starbucks planner, thanks to Anton. I found it almost impossible to get a planner this year. I cut my caffeine consumption for the past couple of months due to a number of reasons: I was cutting on costs and calories. Imagine having to save around P1500 a month and not having to consume 1800 in a week. That’s just killer.




By the way, I got a bit emotional while I was writing stuff on my new planner. Writing stuff on planners is something that I've always loved doing. This is one of those things that could calm me down apart from drawing. I've been having tough weeks since Christmas.

Mimi Is Love

My adoration For Mimi went up a thousand folds when I saw this news about Mimi proposing a toast to a gay couple who got engaged in Las Vegas.

And she drank her champagne bottoms up. She looks really awesome when she's happy.

Loves. :)

Something to Start My Weekend Right

Have a great "payday" weekend babies! :)

The Way We Were

I was looking for the perfect chick-flick for the weekend and I stumbled accross The Way We Were, starring Barbra Streisand and Robert Redford (1973). And thank God there were quite a few seeders on this torrent file that I downloaded for like forever.

One of the best movies I have ever seen. If youre looking for a total feel-good tear-jerker (I dont know what that is, but I was crying the whole movie but I felt really good right after), this movie is it.

Katie: I don't have the right style for you do I?
Hubbell : No you don't have the right style.
Katie: I'll change.
Hubbell: No, don't change. You're your own girl, you have your own style.
Katie: But then I won't have you. Why can't I have you?
Hubbell: Because you push too hard, every damn minute. There's no time to ever relax and enjoy living. Every things too serious to be so serious.
Katie: If I push too hard it's because I want things to be better, I want us to be better, I want you to be better. Sure I make waves you have I mean you have to. And I'll keep making them till your everything you should be and will be. You'll never find anyone as good for you as I am, to believe in you as much as I do or to love you as much.
Hubbell: I know that.
Katie: Well then why?
Hubbell : Do you think if I come back its going to be okay by magic? What's going to change? What's going to be different? We'll both be wrong, we'll both lose.
Katie: Couldn't we both win?

Plot:

A story about star-crossed lovers Katie Morosky and Hubbell Gardiner, who meet at college in the 1930s. Their differences are immense: she is a stridently vocal Marxist Jew with strong anti-war opinions, and he is a carefree WASP with no particular political bent.

When Hubbell seeks a job as a Hollywood screenwriter, Katie believes he's wasting his talent and encourages him to pursue writing as a serious challenge instead. Despite her growing frustration, they move to California, where he becomes a successful albeit desultory screenwriter, and the couple enjoys an affluent lifestyle.

Alienated by Katie's persistent abrasiveness, Hubbell has an affair with Carol Ann, his college girlfriend and the ex-wife of his best friend J.J., even though Katie is pregnant.

Katie and Hubbell decide to part when she finally understands he is not the man she idealized when she fell in love with him and will always choose the easiest way out, whether it is cheating in his marriage or writing predictable stories for sitcoms.


Well we didnt have a happy ending on this movie. In the final scene, Katie and Hubbell meet by coincidence, several years after their divorce. Katie, now re-married, invites Hubbell to come for a drink with his lady friend, but he confesses he can't.

The most touching part for me was in the fial scene when Katie touched Hubbel's head to fix his hair. Katie's response acknowledges what they both finally understand: Hubbell was at his best when he was with her, and no one will ever believe in him or see as much promise in him as she once did. Their past is behind them; all the two share now, besides their daughter, is a memory of the way they were.

Katie: Your girl is lovely, Hubbell. Why don't you bring her for a drink when you come?
Hubbell : I can't come, Katie. I can't...
Katie : I know...

*sobs* :)

Inuman at Italiannis

I am so panicking.

A wise quote from Daday: (thanks for the coffee by the way...)

The reason why your lovelife sucks now is because you started late. Look at
me. I started bitching since 12. Now I'm happily married. That's because I got
to practice early. Love is like a dance. Practice makes
perfect.

Karma's a Bitch

There’s something about having an awesome weekend that scares me. Almost always (and this is based on mere observation), every time I have a great time on a weekend, the weekdays that follow that would suck.


Today, I have conceded to the validation that this is indeed true. It world of karma has unfolding right before my very eyes again.


Karma Number 1: While I was at the bar, I went to the comfort room to check if I still looked okay. I was checking myself in the mirror when I noticed this black guy twice my size and twice my height went inside the cubicle. He left the door open. There was a point when I noticed that he wasn’t really peeing so I checked. There I saw him looking at me, his pants hanging so low below his knees that from my point of perspective it looked like he was just wearing a shirt and nothing else. And right before my eyes I saw his tool hanging between his legs and he smirked when he saw my reaction. I looked surprised at the size of his big tool and he seemed to enjoy my reaction. I, however, didn’t enjoy the experience of standing there frozen and unable to figure out what to do next. I was stood there, amazed, astonished, astounded, flabbergasted, dumbfounded, stunned and shocked at the size of his dick. It was more or less the size of a mineral water bottle, and to top that, he wasn’t hard yet. This guy's dick is undeniably the 8th wonder of the world!


As I stood there dumbfounded, he grabbed my hand and placed it in his tool, and his other hand was grabbing my shoulder. I’m a big guy but he was BIGGER that I felt like a rag doll under his control. I struggled to let go as he murmured “give me your number”. I immediately replied “I don’t have a phone”. Crazy coz my right had was holding my phone so I didn’t just look weak, I looked stupid. He then said “Since you’re not giving me your number, I’m just gonna follow you wherever you go then”. I stood there startled and unable to let go of his grip as it was as pointless as Mini-me fighting Dennis Rodman. The door opened and another guy came in. The black guy let go and went out while fixing pants.


Karma Number 2: I went home today after a toxic Monday shift. I had just 4 hours of sleep the other night so I promised myself one super long slumber. At around an hour after I heard noises in the roof. That was when I recalled that today the carpenter was supposed to drop by and fix the roof. He will be fixing the whole half day. I went to the gym instead coz I couldn’t satnd the banging and the clanging and all the construction worker conversation.


Karma Number 3: I went to the gym and spent some time to relax in the sauna. Prior to that, while I was preparing my towel and my undies, I noticed this guy came in. He was tall and VERY attractive, reminded me of Zanjoe Marudo actually. My gaydar told me the guy was straight so I didn’t pay much attention. I went to the sauna and spent like 10 minutes inside until the door opened and there Zanjoe entered wearing black trunks that hung below his awesome abs. He just stood so I also stood up. He was more or less 5’10”. I’m 5’7” so I stood there wearing my imaginary high heels (I usually do that when I’m with a guy taller than me). We spent the next 5 minutes just stealing glances at each other, reason enough for me to assume he’s gay. But then nothing happened and the steam was burning my cheekbones so I went out to douse off. When I came back, I was took a quick glance and was surprised to see his crotch area having what looked like a hard-on. I’m not good at situations like this so I spent the next 5 minutes not doing anything despite him throwing the naughtiest glances. After a few minutes, another guy came in. We were no longer alone in the sauna so I dropped the whole thing off.


Karma Number 4: I got a call from my sister in the US last night. We had the weirdest conversation coz I was really tired from work. She told me she was putting up an engineering firm and she’s hiring me. That meant one thing: I’m going to the US anytime soon. For good. Looks like someone is going to say “goodbye Pinas” anytime now. *sighs*


Karma Number 5: Hell week at work again. We are right at the last 2 weeks of the second sales quarter and my workload is crazy. I just got an email from IS Support earlier that I have exceeded my email storage. I have been getting tons of emails I don’t know which ones to answer first.


Karma Number 6: It’s 2 days away from payday and I am trying sooooo hard to budget what’s left in my wallet. You’ll find it amazing but I have P100. I ate earlier, spent P30 so I have P70 left. I bought 5 sticks of cigarettes and some snacks so I have P60. At one point a while back I said to myself “P60 should be enough--- it can last me till Friday morning and then by Friday lunch the pay would come in so I am right on track, woohoo Keith, good job!”. And then an announcement came. We were supposed to chip in P50 for an officemate’s birthday cake tomorrow. That now leaves me empty.



I am now sitting at my cubicle wishing it was payday and thinking of happy thoughts. Happy thoughts--- that’s all I have.

Random Thoughts While Working --- On Fidelity

Fidelity is not manufactured, engineered, plotted, nor should it ever be an obligation or something that you should request from your partner. It is a natural product of love and of two persons who are in a loving relationship. It takes commitment and a lot of effort to make it work out. It is something given spontaneously to your partner.

I believe that everyone is capable of fidelity if and only if they have finally found that one person who can make them so. Otherwise, he or she will continue on a search of the missing puzzle piece.

Cheating is absolute and is non-negotiable. There is never a thing called half-cheating.

Sex is a good thing, especially when you do it with that one person you truly love. It is where we are supposed to express our deep affection, and care and at the same time, touching base at our true human nature. I believe sex is something to be enjoyed. I believe sex is something we should do really often. I believe sex shouldn’t be repressed or held back. But since sex is great and it could be really really really addictive, some people will have the difficulty of being able to pinpoint what is reasonable from what is not, much more, at fulfilling and sustaining a lasting relationship