Either. Relationship and religion are founded on the same principle - LOVE. That ability to put others above self - genuine selflessness if we may put it. In essence then, we can choose either and we'd still end up choosing LOVE.
-o0o-
Note that that's the exact answer that came to mind when the question was being asked thank you very much.
-o0o-
Gusto ko lang matunawan.
Hehehe.
Ikaw?
Ano sagot mo?
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Trouble with Being an Instructor Is...
When you get infatuated with a student...
-o0o-
Sir, f*ck kita. 07-000001
Parang biglang may nagbuhos sa akin ng nagyeyelong tubig.
Dun yata ako natauhan.
This should not be happening ME thought. No matter how strongly ME felt to heed what he just said. ME think I know better.
No, this is just wrong in all aspects. ME mustered to say as I pulled my underwear up, then my pants.
Gusto kita. Gusto mo ako. Anong mali? 07-000001 a little frustrated.
Walang mali. ME
Oh, ano problema? 07-000001 just irritated
Ako. Problema ako. ME
He just looked puzzled.
Ang labo mo! 07-00001 pulled his boxers and pants up and grabbed his now wet uniform from the CR's floor.
Let's just forget it happened at all. ME.
Bahala ka. 07-000001
-o0o-
O7-000001 was the first boyfriend ME wished ME had.
He's perfect in all angles. Varsity player - basketball (thank you very much). Can carry an english conversation and a tune. Pays attention in class (genuinely). Never late or absent. Argues on the right terms. Killer smile. Hindi dugyutin. Openly gay.
Yup - everyone knows he prefers them with balls but funny thing, all his buddies are straight men who are not in any way threatened nor discriminating towards him. Everybody treats him like them regular straight guy.
Hay.
He would have been perfect if I were 20 or even 22.
Sigh.
-o0o-
Second time mo nang na-joke yan sir. O7-000001
I didn't know you kept count. ME
O7-000001 smiled.
It was those little things that he remembers that endeared him to ME.
He would answer my essay questions as I've lectured in class.
He would brush my shoulder faking an excuse that there was an ant or a stray leaf.
He would wink when I pass them playing basketball.
He would concede to the debates we have in class.
In short - he was just so cool!
-o0o-
One time, when HE could not make it, ME asked O7-000001 to see Departures. It was on its last showing at the Shang.
ME didn't have to beg.
15 minutes. O7-000001 texted back.
We met at the cinema lobby.
Nope, popcorn's on me. He said as ME attempted to pay for our orders on the snack counter.
I invited you di ba? ME
Exactly - common courtesy says I at least provide for the snacks. O7-000001 insisted.
Suits me. I smiled.
That movie was followed by another and another and another until it became a regular thing. He paying for the next and then me and then him.
HE knows O7-000001 already when he came to the house to help me check the midterms. HE cooked bacon (what else?).
And HE knows too that we see movies together.
And HE's intelligent enough to know that ME don't repeat movies we've seen together with someone else unless ME like him that much.
HE doesn't talk about my crushes - HE is secure enough. (Good boy.)
-o0o-
Siguro the tension that's been building between us just begged to resurface on that particular Saturday.
Those all too familiar elbow brushes in cinemas. The looking at each other too often than necessary. The arguing for arguing sake.
He offered to help ME with my things for the faculty room.
ME obliged.
He placed the bulk of papers on my table and ME said thank you.
ME went to the pantry.
ME felt arms around my waist and wet kisses on my neck.
He followed ME to the pantry
Then the kiss led to another then that led to the CR which lead to the let-down.
-o0o-
O7-000001 is a fantasy turned reality that was granted way too late.
Plus, ME knows the bounds of my position and the adverse [potential] effects it may have to it.
And ME is growing old to be fooling around - I know what ME has - HE.
-o0o-
Here's to self-control and trusting that you can summon it when needed.
-o0o-
Sir, f*ck kita. 07-000001
Parang biglang may nagbuhos sa akin ng nagyeyelong tubig.
Dun yata ako natauhan.
This should not be happening ME thought. No matter how strongly ME felt to heed what he just said. ME think I know better.
No, this is just wrong in all aspects. ME mustered to say as I pulled my underwear up, then my pants.
Gusto kita. Gusto mo ako. Anong mali? 07-000001 a little frustrated.
Walang mali. ME
Oh, ano problema? 07-000001 just irritated
Ako. Problema ako. ME
He just looked puzzled.
Ang labo mo! 07-00001 pulled his boxers and pants up and grabbed his now wet uniform from the CR's floor.
Let's just forget it happened at all. ME.
Bahala ka. 07-000001
-o0o-
O7-000001 was the first boyfriend ME wished ME had.
He's perfect in all angles. Varsity player - basketball (thank you very much). Can carry an english conversation and a tune. Pays attention in class (genuinely). Never late or absent. Argues on the right terms. Killer smile. Hindi dugyutin. Openly gay.
Yup - everyone knows he prefers them with balls but funny thing, all his buddies are straight men who are not in any way threatened nor discriminating towards him. Everybody treats him like them regular straight guy.
Hay.
He would have been perfect if I were 20 or even 22.
Sigh.
-o0o-
Second time mo nang na-joke yan sir. O7-000001
I didn't know you kept count. ME
O7-000001 smiled.
It was those little things that he remembers that endeared him to ME.
He would answer my essay questions as I've lectured in class.
He would brush my shoulder faking an excuse that there was an ant or a stray leaf.
He would wink when I pass them playing basketball.
He would concede to the debates we have in class.
In short - he was just so cool!
-o0o-
One time, when HE could not make it, ME asked O7-000001 to see Departures. It was on its last showing at the Shang.
ME didn't have to beg.
15 minutes. O7-000001 texted back.
We met at the cinema lobby.
Nope, popcorn's on me. He said as ME attempted to pay for our orders on the snack counter.
I invited you di ba? ME
Exactly - common courtesy says I at least provide for the snacks. O7-000001 insisted.
Suits me. I smiled.
That movie was followed by another and another and another until it became a regular thing. He paying for the next and then me and then him.
HE knows O7-000001 already when he came to the house to help me check the midterms. HE cooked bacon (what else?).
And HE knows too that we see movies together.
And HE's intelligent enough to know that ME don't repeat movies we've seen together with someone else unless ME like him that much.
HE doesn't talk about my crushes - HE is secure enough. (Good boy.)
-o0o-
Siguro the tension that's been building between us just begged to resurface on that particular Saturday.
Those all too familiar elbow brushes in cinemas. The looking at each other too often than necessary. The arguing for arguing sake.
He offered to help ME with my things for the faculty room.
ME obliged.
He placed the bulk of papers on my table and ME said thank you.
ME went to the pantry.
ME felt arms around my waist and wet kisses on my neck.
He followed ME to the pantry
Then the kiss led to another then that led to the CR which lead to the let-down.
-o0o-
O7-000001 is a fantasy turned reality that was granted way too late.
Plus, ME knows the bounds of my position and the adverse [potential] effects it may have to it.
And ME is growing old to be fooling around - I know what ME has - HE.
-o0o-
Here's to self-control and trusting that you can summon it when needed.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
MID Terms...
Gave midterms last weekend. Akala ko magiging uneventful kasi magbibigay lng naman ako ng test, tatahimik ng 1.5 hours, maybe entertain a couple of questions, collect exams and move on to the next.
But no.
-o0o-
First class.
While giving instructions, ME standing in front of the teacher's table, class president walks up to me and whispers in my ear...
Sir, bukas zipper nyo.
I swear I was so embarrassed but mustered enough face to just sit behind my table and continue.
-o0o-
Second class.
After collecting the papers. One student stays in class.
Interviewed her and found out, she has an older sister and a younger brother.
She asked me about my parents and I told her that their not together anymore.
She told me her dad was gay.
Woah.
I asked how they were handling it.
The dad does not talk about it but they all know. His brother even gets into brawls because they tease their dad. The Mom is projecting coolness for it all and even jokes that the dad takes his boyfriends home pra daw makilala naman daw nila.
I asked her how she felt.
Tanggap ko naman Sir, kasi nung bata pa kami ganun na - sanay na. Mahirap lang kung minsan kasi pati pinsan namin napapatos ni papa.
*Gulp!
-o0o-
I have 200 papers to check but i have to set the mood first - like it or not, grading (esp. on essays) depends highly on my moods.
Hahahha.
HE's done checking the objective parts though and insists on starting with the essay.
I'm tempted but i know my kids better - mas magbibigay ako ng consideration kaysa kay HE na mali lang ang subject-verb agreement, itlog na ibibigay.
Here's to loving what you do and hoping what you do loves you back!
But no.
-o0o-
First class.
While giving instructions, ME standing in front of the teacher's table, class president walks up to me and whispers in my ear...
Sir, bukas zipper nyo.
I swear I was so embarrassed but mustered enough face to just sit behind my table and continue.
-o0o-
Second class.
After collecting the papers. One student stays in class.
Interviewed her and found out, she has an older sister and a younger brother.
She asked me about my parents and I told her that their not together anymore.
She told me her dad was gay.
Woah.
I asked how they were handling it.
The dad does not talk about it but they all know. His brother even gets into brawls because they tease their dad. The Mom is projecting coolness for it all and even jokes that the dad takes his boyfriends home pra daw makilala naman daw nila.
I asked her how she felt.
Tanggap ko naman Sir, kasi nung bata pa kami ganun na - sanay na. Mahirap lang kung minsan kasi pati pinsan namin napapatos ni papa.
*Gulp!
-o0o-
I have 200 papers to check but i have to set the mood first - like it or not, grading (esp. on essays) depends highly on my moods.
Hahahha.
HE's done checking the objective parts though and insists on starting with the essay.
I'm tempted but i know my kids better - mas magbibigay ako ng consideration kaysa kay HE na mali lang ang subject-verb agreement, itlog na ibibigay.
Here's to loving what you do and hoping what you do loves you back!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Recommend?
We're in Puerto Princesa out of sheer spontaniety till Friday...
Anyone knows were the PLUs are or at least the boys?
In dire need of theraphy - LOL!
HE and ME just walked the stretch of Rizal Ave. looking for a massage and them PP boys but to no avail - we need reinforcement...
LOL!
Recommend?
Appreciate much.
Underground river tomorrow - so that's covered. And the zip line today so that's done...
Where the boys at?
That's where we're concentrating.
Thanks!
Wink!
Anyone knows were the PLUs are or at least the boys?
In dire need of theraphy - LOL!
HE and ME just walked the stretch of Rizal Ave. looking for a massage and them PP boys but to no avail - we need reinforcement...
LOL!
Recommend?
Appreciate much.
Underground river tomorrow - so that's covered. And the zip line today so that's done...
Where the boys at?
That's where we're concentrating.
Thanks!
Wink!
Monday, July 25, 2011
How do you?
How do you tell your mom that your dad doesn't love her anymore?
-o0o-
My dad hasn't been home for three months.
On those 90 days, he managed to get fired from his almost 3 decades-old job, lose four of his teeth and about 10 kilos or so on his weight.
On the pressure from our relatives, his older brother and some friends, we decided to go to him and bring him home.
A simple plan so it seems.
-o0o-
I left Manila Wednesday night and arrived at about 3am in our province on Thursday. My almost nine-month pregnant Atte and my Mamma were still awake. We went over the plan. ME, Mamma and my Atte's Husband were to drive 3 hours to where my dad was. Talk to him that he can come home and then he'll get his things and come home with us - all shall be forgiven.
My Mamma even agreed not to ask questions like: Ano bang nangyari? Ano na ngayon gagawin ng babae mo?
We decided that it won't matter anymore so long as he comes home to us where he can get proper food at least.
-o0o-
We had a hard time finding him in the city where he and the babae was.
All the while, he was at the corner of the street just waiting for us - he knows well the Pajero we were in. I alighted the car and went straight to him.
Pa, agawid tan. (Dad, let's go home). ME mustered
He just looked at me and made an excuse that he was going home naman daw that afternoon, he was just waiting for his kumpare para sabay na sila as they were going to Manila to attend a burial of a colleague. I asked him to just come with us, since we were there already and his kumpare could always drop by our house to fetch him if they planned on going to Manila. He made some excuse that he was going to fix some things at the apartment etc. I resorted to asking him out for lunch na lang.
He agreed to lunch. He climbed the passenger seat beside the driver. My Mamma was at the back seat with ME. They didn't talk.
He took us at a restaurant about 15 minutes away from where we picked him up. My Mamma figured that this was so we could not see his bababe or his bababe see us.
I was holding my Mamma's hand all throughout that 15-minute ride and asked her to press my hand if she ever feels like slapping my dad right there.
My hand was swollen when we got to the restaurant.
-o0o-
We ate as if everything was fine - we talked about my Atte's pregnancy, my work and some random stuff.
My Mamma did not eat a single bite.
-o0o-
After lunch, we dropped my dad off to where we saw him. He did not offer us to go to his rented apartment.
You can come home anytime, Pa. I said
He embraced me.
-o0o-
My Mamma waited for him in the afternoon. My dad did not show up.
I left for Manila that night at 9pm - still, no dad anywhere.
-o0o-
Ramdam ko na ayaw nang umuwi ni Pappa. Not because he doesn't want to see us, but because he doesn't love Mamma anymore. I can feel it to the gut. I told my Atte.
Ano sasabihin natin kay Mamma? My Atte asked.
I don't know. How the hell will we tell her the love of her life - after so many unforgivable events - doesn't love her anymore? I asked back.
Basta you tell her. My Atte commanded
-o0o-
I never thought it would come to this. I honestly thought this was just another phase and he would eventually come home pag nagsawa siya. I told HE
You can't force your dad to come home when he doesn't want to - that would just be wrong. HE
I know that. My Atte knows that. But our mom - he loves him so much that she's still expecting that he will come home ulit. ME
Its high time your mom moves on. HE
Alam mo, anniversary nila this month. And even without saying, I know my Mamma expected him to come home. Wala na kaming pride - kami na ang sumuyo... ME
Your supposed to be like that when it comes to family. Hey, its time your family moves on. You deserve to move on. HE reassured.
But how do I tell my mom? ME
And there was silence.
-o0o-
My dad hasn't been home for three months.
On those 90 days, he managed to get fired from his almost 3 decades-old job, lose four of his teeth and about 10 kilos or so on his weight.
On the pressure from our relatives, his older brother and some friends, we decided to go to him and bring him home.
A simple plan so it seems.
-o0o-
I left Manila Wednesday night and arrived at about 3am in our province on Thursday. My almost nine-month pregnant Atte and my Mamma were still awake. We went over the plan. ME, Mamma and my Atte's Husband were to drive 3 hours to where my dad was. Talk to him that he can come home and then he'll get his things and come home with us - all shall be forgiven.
My Mamma even agreed not to ask questions like: Ano bang nangyari? Ano na ngayon gagawin ng babae mo?
We decided that it won't matter anymore so long as he comes home to us where he can get proper food at least.
-o0o-
We had a hard time finding him in the city where he and the babae was.
All the while, he was at the corner of the street just waiting for us - he knows well the Pajero we were in. I alighted the car and went straight to him.
Pa, agawid tan. (Dad, let's go home). ME mustered
He just looked at me and made an excuse that he was going home naman daw that afternoon, he was just waiting for his kumpare para sabay na sila as they were going to Manila to attend a burial of a colleague. I asked him to just come with us, since we were there already and his kumpare could always drop by our house to fetch him if they planned on going to Manila. He made some excuse that he was going to fix some things at the apartment etc. I resorted to asking him out for lunch na lang.
He agreed to lunch. He climbed the passenger seat beside the driver. My Mamma was at the back seat with ME. They didn't talk.
He took us at a restaurant about 15 minutes away from where we picked him up. My Mamma figured that this was so we could not see his bababe or his bababe see us.
I was holding my Mamma's hand all throughout that 15-minute ride and asked her to press my hand if she ever feels like slapping my dad right there.
My hand was swollen when we got to the restaurant.
-o0o-
We ate as if everything was fine - we talked about my Atte's pregnancy, my work and some random stuff.
My Mamma did not eat a single bite.
-o0o-
After lunch, we dropped my dad off to where we saw him. He did not offer us to go to his rented apartment.
You can come home anytime, Pa. I said
He embraced me.
-o0o-
My Mamma waited for him in the afternoon. My dad did not show up.
I left for Manila that night at 9pm - still, no dad anywhere.
-o0o-
Ramdam ko na ayaw nang umuwi ni Pappa. Not because he doesn't want to see us, but because he doesn't love Mamma anymore. I can feel it to the gut. I told my Atte.
Ano sasabihin natin kay Mamma? My Atte asked.
I don't know. How the hell will we tell her the love of her life - after so many unforgivable events - doesn't love her anymore? I asked back.
Basta you tell her. My Atte commanded
-o0o-
I never thought it would come to this. I honestly thought this was just another phase and he would eventually come home pag nagsawa siya. I told HE
You can't force your dad to come home when he doesn't want to - that would just be wrong. HE
I know that. My Atte knows that. But our mom - he loves him so much that she's still expecting that he will come home ulit. ME
Its high time your mom moves on. HE
Alam mo, anniversary nila this month. And even without saying, I know my Mamma expected him to come home. Wala na kaming pride - kami na ang sumuyo... ME
Your supposed to be like that when it comes to family. Hey, its time your family moves on. You deserve to move on. HE reassured.
But how do I tell my mom? ME
And there was silence.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Secrets...
ME found HE's porn stash.
So with the new cabinets, I started arranging our books.
HE gets the blue shelves and ME got the red.
But halfway through HE's stuff, and nestled behind his Rosales Saga collection are DVDs marked X1- 12. How obvious can the labels get di ba?
I tried one and lo and behold: an array of chinitos in the slimiest orgy ever!
I was turned on and I just had to pull one off... That's ME being male...
And about a milisecond after the release, ME thought: Hala! Why is HE hiding this?
I mean, I watch porn even when HE's around and HE very well knows where my porn folder is. So that pretty much tells HIM that i'm good with porn and its not that big a deal.
Isa pa, bakit naman siya mahihya pa sa akin - I practically brush my teeth while HE takes a dump - that's how comfortable we are.
I guess there are just some things we still want to keep for ourselves so I refuse to overthink this.
I returned the DVDs and the books and will just ask HE to arrange the books to his shelf on HIS own...
Bleh.
So with the new cabinets, I started arranging our books.
HE gets the blue shelves and ME got the red.
But halfway through HE's stuff, and nestled behind his Rosales Saga collection are DVDs marked X1- 12. How obvious can the labels get di ba?
I tried one and lo and behold: an array of chinitos in the slimiest orgy ever!
I was turned on and I just had to pull one off... That's ME being male...
And about a milisecond after the release, ME thought: Hala! Why is HE hiding this?
I mean, I watch porn even when HE's around and HE very well knows where my porn folder is. So that pretty much tells HIM that i'm good with porn and its not that big a deal.
Isa pa, bakit naman siya mahihya pa sa akin - I practically brush my teeth while HE takes a dump - that's how comfortable we are.
I guess there are just some things we still want to keep for ourselves so I refuse to overthink this.
I returned the DVDs and the books and will just ask HE to arrange the books to his shelf on HIS own...
Bleh.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
BUTCH-ing
Wala si HE for Father's Day.
So, to get me out of the insanity of alone-ness I decided to do some carpentry.
Very butch of ME.
Besides, I really needed to organize my school stuff. My exam keys are with attendance sheets and course outlines and some literary porn...
Hehehe...
Hindi naman ako nag-ilusyon ng malaki - I just got a DIY shelf kit from Landmark. They offered to put it together there pero sabi ko kaya ko na. It looked easy kasi - I mean how hard can it be to screw eight screws in two wooden planks?
I soon found out it was 'dang HARD!
Dahil sobrang nakaka-inis na hindi ko ma-DO-IT-YOURSELF yung pesteng book shelves, I actually went out and looked for a karpentero sa mga kapitbahay. Unluckily, wala akong nahanap - asa ako di ba?
So what I did is I hailed a cab and went back to Landmark so they could do the DIY for themselves.
LESSON: I know very well that i'm not the handyman guy so i'll not attempt it next time. Hahaha.
Baw.
So, to get me out of the insanity of alone-ness I decided to do some carpentry.
Very butch of ME.
Besides, I really needed to organize my school stuff. My exam keys are with attendance sheets and course outlines and some literary porn...
Hehehe...
Hindi naman ako nag-ilusyon ng malaki - I just got a DIY shelf kit from Landmark. They offered to put it together there pero sabi ko kaya ko na. It looked easy kasi - I mean how hard can it be to screw eight screws in two wooden planks?
I soon found out it was 'dang HARD!
 |
| First, I did an audit on the materials - kompleto naman lahat. And yes, that's how hairy my legs are. Hehehe |
 |
| Next, screw the screws. HE took his tool kit with him so I was left to use a pair of scissors. I swear HIS tool kit is more important to him than his phone. Feeling ko nga kung masusunugan kami (knock on wood), ito ang una niyang ilalabas ng bahay. |
 |
| Yan yung almost finished product. You see the screws? They're not entirely dug as they're supposed to because the scissors I used were not really meant for screwing. It was so frustrating! |
Dahil sobrang nakaka-inis na hindi ko ma-DO-IT-YOURSELF yung pesteng book shelves, I actually went out and looked for a karpentero sa mga kapitbahay. Unluckily, wala akong nahanap - asa ako di ba?
So what I did is I hailed a cab and went back to Landmark so they could do the DIY for themselves.
 |
| Yan na - hahahaha. Since andun na din ako, binili ko na din yung red. Natatawa na alng sa akin yung nag-assist. |
LESSON: I know very well that i'm not the handyman guy so i'll not attempt it next time. Hahaha.
Baw.
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