Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Scandal

I am addicted to video scandals over the internet but I never thought of doing it by myself... not until last night. After I get drunk, evil spirit comes to my body. I set up the video option of my Ipod, place it on the top of the fridge and recorded the unthinkable scenes. My Ipod was the sole witness of what happened during the night which was the union of 2 bodies, mine and a former colleague. I watched it over 10 times this day and I did not feel good, in fact I feel tension, uneasiness, and scared. But as of this writing, the clip is still on my music player.

I want to save the clip or download it here but it will make my life more complicated so better not to. Tonight, after this entry I will delete the 1st video scandal I ever made for myself.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the prettiest among them all...


The HGRS Staff during Christmas Party 2007. From left to right: Amor - Spa Therapist, Kim - Spa Attendant, JV - Receptionist, George - One Touch Service Operator, A friend - not HGRS Staff, and Jonathan (Straight) - Waiter at the back stage before the Macho Gay Competition.

Fatima - Receptionist Supervisor, Grace - Restaurant Hostess and Chris of Metropolitan Catering during the coronation night of the 1st HGRS Barrio Fiesta. A celebration for the upcoming Philippine Independence Day.

Author's Note: "BONGGA! wait, parang mas maganda pa yata ang mga nasa taas ah, heheheheh!"

Happy Birthday Bobby!

Yesterday, was my roommate's birthday Bob, aka "ang Mayor ng Tondo." He was known mayor for being so friendly, happy go lucky, trend setter, party maker, and above all lassenggo.

The day started with a surprised birthday wish from his close friends. We put birthday banner, balloons, and cooked food for breakfast before he came home from a night shift duty.

When he finally arrived, we wished him by surprise. He almost cried. And the party is on from morning till late at night.

Colleagues and friends helping each other to make this day special.


Happy Birthday Bobby!

Stop Sending, Start for Self-Fulfilling

For the past 5 years of working here in Dubai, i see to it that my family is my priority. I send them money monthly more than expected. I send them 70% of my earnings here and that is every month without fail (sometimes more when there is a need). When I was asked by my friends what are my achievements of working for half a decade in abroad, I answered them i send my 2 brothers in college.

Yes, they finished college. But, if you asked me how did they become after? still the same, living in our house. My brother next to me got married, had a child and still stays in our house. He find job though, but it is not enough. Our youngest whom i send in school as well lives in our house, jobless. In short, I failed for investing on their education.

I don't have regrets on sending my 2 brothers in school but maybe, if I decided to keep that money with me, perhaps I have already paid the 4 years installments of my ultimate dream, HOUSE & LOT.

My mother asked me again to help my niece to college and again I said yes. I'm too good not to say yes to my one and only lady of my life, my Mom.

The next kin that I am supposed to send school is my niece, my eldest sister's 2nd daughter. My sister died last February 2007 of heart ailment. I promised her, before she died that I would help her in sending her siblings to school. But this time, it will be different story.

June 1, I send money for my mother for enrollment of my niece and a week after, i found out that the classes already started and still she was not enrolled yet. I feel like i was slap at my face. It seems that I am the one pushing her to go to school. I am the one who keeps on asking updates and yet, I found out that she is not enrolled yet. Bullshit!

Enough is enough! Today, on my mother's birthday I finally decided that I will never send money anymore to them. Im sick and tired of their reasons every time i asked them on the money that i send for purpose and did not materialize. It's over! 5 years of continous support is good and enough.

Its about time to shine, to love myself, and to fulfill my personal needs.

PS: Siguro naman di ako nagkulang, at di rin ako naging masamang anak...