Ana Ivanovic, WOW!!!

I was stunned when I met in person the former world’s #1 and currently world’s #4 tennis player Ms. Ana Ivanovic of Serbia. He answered me her sincere “thank you” with sweet smile as we welcome her in our hotel last night. We are not allowed to take photos with her, I dont have the proof to prove my say. Anyway...

OMG! She is very beautiful and tall. The most beautiful I saw in person for years now. He has strong aura of kindness and humbleness (first impression last).

Chow!

Shout for Joy!

I almost shout for joy and jump for excitement when I knew that my most hated colleague was terminated. And, it is not only me who was very happy about what happened but the majority of our team members too.

This colleague is very selfish, greedy, arrogant and rude almost all the time we’ve been working together. I am not talking to him for months now and keep on praying that we will be working on different shift because he really ruins my day every time I see him. We tried to report his inhuman character to our supervisors but it seems that his luck is still at his hands until last Saturday.

I feel so comfortable working during his 45 days vacation from the whole month of September until mid of October this year. I get more relaxed when he works on different shift when he came after vacation. But last week, he requested from our Supervisor to be on my shift that makes me feel so bad because it was granted. I went to church and prayed for him that we will be having an acceptable working condition when he comes to duty.

Last Monday, was his first duty with me from his vacation. As usual, he made us suffer of his unworthiness. The following day he was requested not to come for work and last Saturday, the judgment day, he was terminated together with 3 others for making a monkey business.

I almost shout for joy and jump for excitement when I knew it. But part of my heart is asking me, is he really deserve the punishment? He has family that depends on him too like me.

It is really true that you will see the value of a person / thing when it is gone. Hope that this incident will teach me a lesson and be prepared of the challenges to come.

Good luck!

What Happened? Part 2

I was happy to find out that Manila Gay Guy had chosen my letter to be posted on his blog site. It was entitled Dubai Dilemma under letters. I was overwhelmed by the comments of the readers and helped me more or less.

The following is the Part 2 of my letter to Manila Gay Guy and at this time I am not hoping him to post it on his site. Chow!

Dear Migs,

Thank you very much for posting my letter. I was not expecting that you will post it but it was a blessing because I received some advice from our gay friends. I did a mistake on the names because I’m trying to hide the real name of my friend, but it is among the two.

I feel inferior after I suck cock. That’s why for the last 7 years or more I did not do it when I am not in the influence of alcohol. Maybe that is the main reason why I and Richard go out to find hook ups here in Dubai because we have the same feeling, although we are sleeping in one bed often.

To readers of MGG, please forgive me for being judgemental re: “not sucking ugly men’s cocks”, was misused phrase.

Migs, I want to inform you that Richard’s child was aborted. It was a decision of the couple and not from me. That was what they think the best way to help them on their problem. We only spend almost a thousand Dirham from the process. If they decided to let the girl go home and give birth to the Philippines it would be times 5 the expenses. From Air ticket, company reimbursement for not completing the contract, to travel allowance. I advice them not to kill the child as what our gay friends told me but the last decision was with them. Their finances were the greatest factor of their decision.

I distance myself from Richard not to let him down but to make him more responsible to his girlfriend. I was disappointed with him because his getting wilder this time. I feel him so loud about his being gay to the point he wants to shout it to the whole world. But, when he is with his girlfriend he is so manly. Still, the girl keeps on asking me of Richard’s preference and I did not say yes or no. I just answered her it is part of his weaknesses as a person. I pitted on her.

I am writing this letter on my room while Richard was on the other computer online watching gay porno. He doesn’t know that I am writing you our life experiences that can be read by millions all over the world in the internet. I want to kick him out because I am thinking of his girlfriend. I feel inconvenience from him now. I want him to stay away from me. I want this to be over.

More Power!

MrCens,
Dubai,UAE

Pido Dida!

Have you ever seen the Filipino film, Pido Dida? A Comedy film starred by late Rene Requistas and Kris Aquino that talk about love and friendship that was a hit on 1990.

If I am Pido in real life my Dida is Maria Fe B. Superar, my childhood friend who is in Korea for work. She is a friend closest to my heart next to my immediate family. We’ve known each other for more than 2 decades and shared moments that can be remembered for a lifetime, both happy and sad. Here are few of thousands crazy moments we had together.

o Bahay Bahayan, Lutu Lutuan. Our most favorite play time activity during childhood years. We were confused who will act as a husband and wife because I always prepare the food while she is always out from our small house to provide our needs.

o Mini Concerts. We always sing songs on a jam packed coliseum with more than 10,000 viewers. When we opened our eyes we found ourselves in the middle of the abandoned house, on the top of the tree or sometimes in the middle of the street during late hours. Imagination really brings you to everywhere you like.

o Instant Sales Agents. One day, we were asked by her Mom to man her ukay-ukay business along NCCC Department Store. We spend our income on buying spaghetti and hamburger and we went to a theme park after. Her Mom did not ask to do the same thing again.

o Exhibitionists. We did orgies trice. We had sex with a man, a lady, a gay together. We were straight acting but purely homosexuals. We go out together like boyfriend/girlfriend but were hoping for a hook up on our kind.

o Fake Superheroes. We organized a party for our close friend Jen on a nearby house together with few other friends. It ended up with a huge trouble. Jen’s brother went on that house and confronts us differently. We try to save our asses but big commotion took place, “rambol, nagtago kami!.” The following night, one of the relatives of ate Jen killed our friend.

A whole book with 13 chapters and 600 pages will not be enough if we will tell our experiences we had together. I can say that most of those were unusual as we are different from the majority. But these differences had brought us from where we are right now.

We might end not to be together but those experiences will keep our friendship forever. We might have our own priorities but knowing each other for long time is priceless. Only time can tell and only future can predicts what awaits us.

To my special abs, may the best man/woman win! Sounds challenging but we are not competing each other. We are just helping each one of us to do more. Chow!

What happened?

This is my first attempt of sharing my life story to one of my most love bloggers, the Manila Gay Guy.

Dear Migs,

Greetings from Dubai!

I am straight acting gay. I became more discreet here because I was afraid that I might find difficulties to find friends if I will show my other side. I don’t have relatives or even friends that know me that can help if in case they will not accept me. Everything was new to me and everything was so hard pretending to be like others.

After a year since I came, I wake up one morning on my colleague’s arms after a long drinking session. He was Richard, (I thought) a straight acting like me. As far as I can remember he initiated everything. I can still remember how many kiss marks he did to my neck and some parts of my upper body on that time.

We become good friends after. We have so much time together and enjoyed almost every minute of it. We went coffee, clubbing, watch movies, eat together. We sleep together in one single bed and have some intimate moments occasionally. We even attended one orgy session and picked up a man from a dance club and bring him to our room. But were both top, we don’t suck cocks (for ugly men, hehehe..!). I thought, were both gays.

What shocked me most for these past few weeks was his girlfriend, she was pregnant. I allowed him to court the girl because I thought that it is his way to show others his masculinity. I was shocked because he fucked a lady, gets pregnant and the worse is they are in Dubai. Getting pregnant here in Dubai before marriage is a crime. They will put you in jail for several months and will be subjected for deportation.

When I confronted Richard of what had happened, he just answered me “napasubo.” Migs, although I am not directly involve on the situation, but I cared so much for them. They both my friends and I don’t want them make a step that will add on their problems. Please help.

Migs, these are my concerns that needs to be settled ASAP

1. Were planning to abort the child before it’s too late, is it right?

2. Not all knows that they are into relationships; they decided to hide it because they were tease by people here. They know Robert that is gay. The girlfriend is suspecting now that Richard is really gay and she asked me if it’s true. Do I tell her the truth?

3. Should I distance myself from Richard? He needs me more this time.

4. And lastly, why this happened? A straight lady deserves a straight man, quoted from your previous blogs.

MrCens
Dubai, UAE

My 4th Dessert Safari Experience

Last Thursday was my 4th (i hope it will be the last) Dessert Safari Experience I had here in Dubai. What is the best thing on all those experiences was I did it for FREE, hehehe...! Yes all were complimentary. From tour operators; a friend who celebrate especial occassion and a gift from the company for a well job done.














What was memorable of this activity eventhough I am only with Nino (collegue) was, we were able to gain new friends.

Karim, our Driver (in Kundura). A very friendly and outspoken (in English of course) Emirati who had a Filipino wife from Digos Davao Del Norte. Not only driver but he gave us very interesting informations about Dubai.

Cleo from Ireland (the Lady in White). A Marketing and Events Manager. She was send by her company to Dubai to discover the place and make events here in the future. A very successful young lady and yet very kind and pleasing.

Alessandro from Italy (the man in Blue). A banker who loves to travel once a year. A soft spoken and very humble gentlema. He also shared his experinces and showed interest on our own stories.

Flashback

I was checking my documents and found out there was experiences that i wrote down. Maybe this one is worth to post on my blogs. It happend maybe between 1st to 3rd week of October 2008. Here it goes...

For the past 2 weeks since I knew that my dad is in the hospital, I keep calling my family almost everyday to keep me updated on the situation. Today, I was informed of my sister Bhebang that the result of the check-up that he just did was ok and he can go out from the hospital anytime.

I was so happy of the news and was so thankful that I helped my family a lot especially on these challenging moments of life. I am very thankful because I am here in Dubai and raising money for hospitalization is not so hard than working in my country.

Last 2 years my sister Gina died from her heart ailment. She wrote a letter (maybe the last letter of her life) to me thanking for the financial support I extended. Her death was the most devastated event of my life so far although there was a part of my heart saying that I should be happy because she will have rest in peace. Since I was young, I keep on thinking of ways how should I give happiness to my entire family. And missing her will be forever that means were not complete anymore. But I realize that her death would not mean the end of the world. Life is beautiful and should be enjoyed to the fullest. Her memories will be forever and we will not stop to love each other.

This incident gave me a lesson that no matter what, life must go on and family should come first. Sacrifice. The more you give the more blessings will come. The hospitalization of my father might give me another round of obligations but this is fine. As long as I have, I am willing to give. I am just praying that God will guide me on my work here because my family needs my help.

Unfinished Business

I was on my way to Karama to have my hair cut when I decided to pass by for a pee at Karama Building . As I entered the toilet, a Filipino guy on his early 30’s just moved backward from the cubicle. I immediately stand before the urinal on the same cubicle and released what I felt for the last 30 minutes of bus ride from our accommodation to the place.

While on the process, I glanced at my back to check if there is somebody waiting for his turn. I was shocked to find out that the guy before me was jerking off while watching his reflection from the mirror. OMG! He has (among Filipinos) the biggest cock I ever saw here in Dubai . We were only two on the place that’s why he’s determined to do his acts freely. I buttoned my pants and wash my hands at the sink while he moved at the side and moaning. I stare at him; he pulled his shorts down on his knees. His buns seem so soft and were flawless and have small hair in between. What was the main attraction was his hard on dick. He went inside to an empty cubicle while asking me to go with him. I paused.

Suddenly 2 men entered: one Indian and a gay Filipino guy looking for his chance. Mr. Hard On closed the cubicle while I moved out from the toilet to avoid inconvenience. I waited for a while outside and saw the 2 men went out. Unluckily, the gay guy saw me waiting. I went back inside the toilet to continue our unfinished business with Mr. Hard On. I pushed slightly the cubicle where he entered and I saw his dick in full strength.

The main door of the toilet opened and a man entered. Fuck! That Pinoy Gay Guy went back. I walked out and went straight to the barber shop nearby.

The incident was still on my mind now and wanting to go home to the Philippines ASAP. If I were in the Philippines, I will not let unfinished business to happen. I will grab every single opportunity that will come and will so to it that repeat business will happen between me and my clients, hehehe….!

Hahahyyyy…!!!

Bangkok (very sad) Love Story..

I watched this film yesterday over youtube, my only way of wacthing gay related films here in Dubai. The movie was very good and will let you cry.

I read good comments of the film from bloggers of gay community in the Philippines that made me interested of this film. When i found it 2 days ago, i immediately downloaded it. At first, i thought that it is just a waste of time because i have to read quickly just to follow each line. But on the later part, i found myself letting to pause or replay every important scene. I think it reached to 15 times.

Anyway, I will watch this film again next time. It just so good that 2nd time will be sweeter...

Internet, here I am!!!

After weeks of waiting and shouting of some agents from Etisalat (Dubai’s service provider); at last my internet came. The technical crew just took them less than 15 minutes to install last October 10, 20008. Wow! The breakthrough of mankind is on my hand right in my very own room. But before I enjoy, let me give you these things to be considered:

1. It will be Dhs. 190 (Php 2,000) per month. I have to cut off some of my expenses to give way of this new obligation.
2. My center of information. All information can now be reached in one click
3. The cheapest way of communication to my family in the Philippines.
4. My most loyal buddy, at least internet or my pc will not back fight if they don’t like what I did.
5. Health hazardous. This will give me less time to sleep because I’m addicted to it.
6. My entertainment. All shows that I miss can be viewed over the internet.
7. My friend, my news anchor, my councillor, my teacher…
8. etc., etc., etc….

hmmmpp…. It’s time to sleep now. I’ve been hitting the keys for 4 straight hours now (addict). Bye!