tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48686072565734834742012-01-25T14:59:51.462-08:00Life is an oxymoron... Love is a paradox... Pain is a reality...Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.comBlogger691100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-35883593910411803652011-09-03T06:52:00.000-07:002011-09-03T06:52:59.224-07:00

Many sites are offering the same old story about Iloilo. But this new website that I found seems to look at Iloilo at a different lens. Mark Segador of Iloilo I LOVE! sees Iloilo as an outsider. According to his introduction as the author of the blog, Mark came from Tarlac and is Ilonggo by blood through his parents. Grew up not knowing Iloilo but from few stories from his parents. Here's my

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Yes! You've heard me I want a ticket to New York to join all gays and lesbians in celebrating this milestone in the Big Apple! Congratulations! New York at last granted us equality in forming and growing families and living as couples with protection of the law and all its privileges. Now the challenge falls on us (the LGBT community) to make sure that this right granted to us will be used with

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It's been a while since I blog on this site. But I guess the online world has a different yet very intriguing pull on me; so i decided to come back. I chose to blog another topic in another site and move it at a new level (that's very assuming of me!) haha... anyway, i'm also trying to revive this site since this is my first baby and we had few, well numerous, birthing pains. rest assured,

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it's been a while since i last posted here... oh, what? eight months?!!!... wow... took me a while to recover. long story though, lots to blog about right?... Not really. But anyway, i'm coming out of the cave again to have some periodic blogging again, hopefully expand the content of Macky's Room.Stupid me, when I logged in at blogger minutes ago, I can't even find the usual links. Good thing

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-79702820365349983152008-01-29T00:26:00.000-08:002008-01-29T23:22:03.727-08:00

...i love you so much; i can't stop mourning for you even when you asked me not to. why do you have to go so early and leave me behind in this life?... i asked you to wait for me before we enter the next life, to become lovers again and fulfill dreams stashed away by the evils of this world like greed and pride, and even lust. You obliged and promised me you will. In return, i will fulfill what

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-59301567152341131642008-01-21T18:38:00.000-08:002008-01-21T18:40:11.460-08:00

Okay, so I was dead (as a blogger) for almost a month. I guess my current state stops me from holding a single organized thought. I don't know why I'm saying this to you, but hey this is my blog anyway... haha... Actually, I just want you all to understand the reasons behind my sudden hiatus (even I didn't visit my blog for weeks). But before everything, for all those who keep on coming to my

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Having the TV ratings as our year-end controversy (See? Since the government is on holiday and our politicos are in their vacations, we still have scandals. We would never run out of means to entertain ourselves), I decided to review the year using those. Not only that we're just in front of television watching while these bizarre things unfold, we're are also involved, and participation is

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To all of you guys, I wish you all the happiness this Christmas!Let's not forget the love the Lord have for us as He chose to save us by becoming a man just like us and dying on the cross. -Macky"...Another day goes by And still the children cry Put a little love in you heart If you want the world to know We won't let hatred grow Put a little love in your heartAnd the world will be a better place

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Wow… It’s been 12 days since my last post. I’ve been busy this past week, leavingthe house early and going back at night just to sleep. And I believe it’s my obligation to share what happened to me as you have been very supportive of this blog and for that I’m very grateful. I’ve attended training somewhere in Rizal which lasted only for 3 days; I spent the rest of the week going around the metro

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-49970897208221378352007-12-11T20:02:00.000-08:002007-12-12T00:30:40.611-08:00

Last night, I stayed late just to watch ABS-CBN’s The Correspondents.My friend is asking me to drink and stay overnight in his house,but I refused becauseI wanted to watch the documentary, aside from being tired and all.Its title was Flower Girls, derived from the name of the group of 6 or 7 boys ages 7 to 11 years old who had already came out, or in other words screaming “batang badings”. So

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-56190386242206975092007-12-06T11:37:00.000-08:002007-12-05T19:48:45.687-08:00

Back in high school, I always have a chance to act in a classroom drama.Apparently, I became an undisputed superstar in acting that time. I always had thelead roles, only that nobody volunteered for the female lead act since we’re in an all-boys school. So here’s two of my unforgettable exposure to stage plays.1. I was a transfer student then and one of my early friends is Shakespeare, a gay no

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WARNING: This post is fueled by sleeplessness and headaches, with Michael Jackson’s Thriller and Britney’s I Love Rock and Roll loudly being played by my retard neighbors. (literally out of nothing…) Aaaargh!Here’s what I want to do: Travel back to Zambales and climb the highest cliff there and shout ‘til my lungs shoot out of me then throw myself to the sea and swim back to the shore.It’s been a

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-92058714444654547012007-12-01T23:36:00.000-08:002007-12-02T01:05:33.381-08:00

Last time I was tagged, I gave a few stupid details about me.This time I’m taking you in a little trip to a more surreal and bizarrepart of me --- my subconscious.1. A Chinese PartyYesterday, a gay friend of me, Paula, came to our place and asked me a favor --- to designhis invitation and tarpaulin for his debut. He calls it a purple party as everybody has to wear something purple. Aaargh! I hate

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-27597561959938967132007-11-30T12:03:00.000-08:002007-11-29T20:14:21.229-08:00

The events at Makati yesterday not only proved to be entertaining,but also served as a good educational manual for would-be coup-plottersand mutineers, and aspiring wussies. I learned twelve things while watchingTV networks broadcast the surreal event live.1. If you’re planning to topple a government by calling mass action, make sureyou check CNN first for weather reports, not PAGASA, so you’ll

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People who have no sense of beginning and history lack properidentity and direction in the future. They are plunged into chaosfor not knowing who they are or who they were. Never in our history was a gay mentioned, that’s understandable since we have a very obscure perception of history. The weather turns the papersand documents brown and unreadable, termites chump on our books,and we have a

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-34998541780521405112007-11-25T07:51:00.000-08:002007-11-26T08:13:26.474-08:00

The following contains sensitive topics on HIV and homosexuality.According to the recent Department of Health report:For the month of September 2007, there were 25 HIV Ab seropositive cases reported. Twentythree (92%) were males and two (8%) were females. The median age was 32 years (range 22-55 years). More than half (64%) was in the 25-39 year age group. Sixty four percent were fromthe National

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Been very these days (attending a seminar where the instructor is a real hunk with chest hairlike that of Sergio... haha!), anyway I still manage to post one today. Thanks for thosewho left their comments at the last post! I've really appreciated your opinions and reactions.My next article discusses a topic very common among gay bloggers,but this is my very own experience and I want to share it

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-14672120839994788242007-11-19T23:25:00.000-08:002007-11-20T22:27:04.124-08:00

(Gay marriage in the Philippines)…The scenario: In a rare streak of independence and relative sincerity andenlightenment, the congress passed a bill allowing gays to be marriedhere in the Philippines.Is the Filipino society, known to be traditional and conservative in nature, ready for this?Are we gays ready to embrace and redefine the meaning of marriage as a union of two persons regardless of

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You who have suffered unspeakable pain and sadnessWho in the past lived in comfort and luxuryNever give up on living!We'll face this world while I hold your handWhen we'll be able to see each other?As I have always wanted to protect your fading smileTo bring you the happiness you deserveTo put an end to all your sufferingEven when voices within me whisper cowardiceWhen the winds are singing for

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-67367613577973224542007-11-15T10:10:00.000-08:002007-11-15T22:01:12.999-08:00

"Do you still love me?" I asked.A few seconds of waiting, and the reply came in. "Yes" he said.I was about to say "How come you can't say the words you loved my ears to hear?",but we haven't talked for almost two months and I don't want to start an unneccesary disagreement over me being needy for his affection.It's been two months since we have a real talk. And during that time, I have to undergo

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-76470587372280947492007-11-13T20:47:00.001-08:002007-11-14T21:13:31.079-08:00

I still remember more than 10 years ago, this Mexican telenovela was a big hit here in the Philippines. Wherever you see a television around dinnertime, it is flocked by people watching a sexy foreigner dance and acts, and cries "Por pabor, chubacha..." ooops, sorry, I meant Corazon. I was still in Grade 3 then, and I admit I really love the series, I even bought the screenshots. So many bloopers

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In life, finding love is like searching a vast sea of ocean for a small pebble, but beyond all the difficulties you would sure find it, for you are destined to have it.A Fate of Love"...to have and to holdfrom this day forwardfor better, for worsefor richer, for poorerto sickness and in healthto love and to cherishtil death do us part..."For a soul was made for anotherWho are we to dictate our

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-32388741384895361662007-11-09T19:02:00.000-08:002007-11-09T19:06:34.844-08:00

Calls for the resignation of the President and her successor are stepping, or more appropriately crawling. These groups are proposing that after the top posts are vacated, snap elections would be held. Okay, let's consider their plan. If PGMA and her vice do resign, and snap elections follow, who would the parties field for the presidency? No doubt, it would still be the personalities from the

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-88049860250421185452007-11-07T12:33:00.000-08:002007-11-06T21:13:22.211-08:00

I have never been called a faggot before. The first time I read it is in a gay forum when a member called another "faggot", and the rumble started in that site. When I hear that word, it causes me undue distress. Why? Faggot is a word used to describe the "bundle of sticks used to burn people at stake" during the Middle Ages. Calling someone faggot is another way of saying, "Go, burn yourself up

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-43752021913414121022007-11-05T10:41:00.000-08:002007-11-05T00:04:40.016-08:00

I was about to post this yesterday but when I arrived here at Manila my broadband connection is in kaput. I don't know if it's because the sky was really cloudy or I haven't paid my bill yet. Anyway, my trip to back to Manila is smooth, no need to use howitzers or anti-tank missiles in case things heat up while waiting.The terminal is moderately crowded, as when we have arrived a bus have already

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Whew! Two months to go and it's 2008 already! Isn't that too fast?! Anyway, we still have two months to go through. Two months to make 2007 a great year still.So how did your vacation go? I spent my entire week contemplating the words "Get well." Of course, even if I have some itchy rashes over me I still can't resist going to my grandma's grave, less I earn an uninvited visit from her. Todos Los

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-69230567190173891102007-10-31T00:57:00.000-07:002007-10-31T03:26:50.795-07:00

Macky's room won't be appearing today, instead, i'll be publishing a letter from someone.****You probably won't realize who am I until we meet at the end. Yeah, I meet all people in the end of their lives. And oh, I don't bring the end to everybody, I always come when it's nearly over, and take the souls away for their final journey as scheduled. I know my job is hard, I haven't had a coffee

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-76698469327351549482007-10-29T04:50:00.000-07:002007-10-29T05:01:35.024-07:00

My health is failing ever since last week. It all started with me plunging into a high fever last monday, succumbing to headaches, anorexia (I even start to throw-up at the sight of food), and insomnia, and three days ago an inflamed tonsil and, this morning, itchy rashes all over my body. I'm in the at the other end of the health continuum, not really the opposite end --- cause that's death

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-30804403176604273722007-10-28T00:28:00.000-07:002007-10-28T04:17:41.012-07:00

Yesterday, I left Manila and went into vacation here in Central Luzon (I'll be back by November). I guess a sudden change of scenery would be helpful while I recuperate from this illness. When I arrived here at our house in Tarlac, all I could say was, "Damn! I'm right!". I started to breathe easier, and no more throwing up of food. Though my tonsils haven't reduced their sizes yet, at least the

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-71511548177848696152007-10-26T00:23:00.000-07:002007-10-26T00:26:36.211-07:00

Have you ever felt that the usual Halloween costume parties are not good enough? Spending most of your time these days wrestling with your brain to come up with a creative idea? Costumes don't scare people out of their wits, removing the very essence of halloween, that is to frigthen people. So here' s my few halloween party suggestion that would definitely make your party-goers dread the next

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-26683000170422134952007-10-25T11:07:00.000-07:002007-10-25T00:55:59.173-07:00

Three days ago, I was hit by a sudden rise of temperature accompanied by joint pains and pounding headache. I lost my appetite and didn't eat much. When I stand, I'm in the verge of falling out of balance so I have to hold on to the railings or place my hands on the walls for support. I can't even sleep properly. I lost weight and I feel so malnourished. I was in a pitiful state actually.Anyway,

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-40276482505925619892007-10-21T00:39:00.000-07:002007-10-21T01:28:09.435-07:00

It's dawn. He promised me. I know he'll be here. Ten months ago, Caleb and John were enlisted to fight in the war in Europe. They're friends when since grade school. However in high school, things changed. John felt differently for Caleb. It was more than friendship. He denied that it was love. But it was a miserable denial. He love him. Then the war broke out. All reserves were called. And they

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-3016138011098290372007-10-20T03:44:00.000-07:002007-10-20T09:59:02.569-07:00

I have already conceived my post for today before I heard news of Glorietta bombing. Frankly, I was about to post something about "Death" (as a Halloween special). But now, it's more prudent to talk about life is it?Within days we have heard of blasts (here and abroad) , not just any kind of explosion, but with purpose of sowing fear and terror, a design to suit one's vested interests.People's

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-46812799597337723232007-10-19T13:24:00.000-07:002007-10-18T21:55:52.613-07:00

We arrived at Pundaquit around noon and we immediately ate our lunch in the cottage because we're too excited to bathe in the sea. One of my friends have never been to beach before. Anyway, the coastline of the barangay is crowded with visitors, some of them are foreigners, hence less privacy. My friend suggested that we go to another part of the coast that is isolated by the mountains. After an

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-5817082982926458732007-10-18T07:06:00.000-07:002007-10-17T19:44:53.877-07:00

Pinoy Gay Blogs...I'm glad that a Filipino community of gay bloggers was created. Pinoy Gay Blogs is a directory of blog sites run and managed by gays. I'm very much interested in joining it so as I could be one with people with same interests, much so express my support for all gay bloggers.I'm adding a link to Pinoy Gay Blogs and Manila Gay Guy so that you can access them from here. And to all

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-17680466882626529042007-10-17T01:53:00.000-07:002007-10-17T02:06:23.618-07:00

As the fiery sun soaks itself to the horizonFeel me as I wrap my 'round youAs we behold the darkness swallow the lightthe stars I have promised start to show themselvesTo end all fears and lonelinessFate let you find meIt was a gift, a twist in my monotonyAnd all things were never the sameA life of despair was consoledYes, I've never been happy as thisI'm prepared to go at any lengthJust to let

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-90453538490205064522007-10-16T18:52:00.000-07:002007-10-15T19:44:52.057-07:00

My friend toured us in the school where he learned to play violin, CASA San Miguel.When we entered the school, we passed through hundreds of big mango trees. It's like the place was deserted because the front part of the area is full of trees and grasses, and appears to be poorly maintained. Anyway, at the center of the yard lies a big house. It looks old on the side, yet you can see the

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-35410210287033615262007-10-15T08:26:00.000-07:002007-10-14T10:15:16.941-07:00

As I was looking at the mountains of Zambales, especially along the coasts, I was thinking, how long will these trees last? On the way there, I saw a single mountain, brown with no trees ---- completely bald. When we reached the shore, the water is crystal clear; as compared to the Pasig river or Manila bay where the water is jet black with floating garbages.Still the question is there, how long

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-54044487633598319552007-10-14T20:28:00.000-07:002007-10-14T10:16:16.587-07:00

Just arrived home tonight. I've spent my weekend at Zambales with my friends. It was really tiring but at the same time exciting. I'll post the details and more pics in the next few days. (I already dedicated a post tomorrow, October 15, to the Blog Action Day organizers.) When I checked my blog, I was really surprised to read your comments.Thanks Dipdeep, Ester, Sardonicnell and especially

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-49188603111319181002007-10-12T07:15:00.000-07:002007-10-12T08:40:31.726-07:00

I asked myself, turning 21 today, what could be my wish? Of course, one thing flashed through my mind. Not a perfect, but just a healthy relationship. (also, I wish Kevin will be back from his ordeal in China soon.)Exactly a year ago, I was very active in a gay community website (that's where I met my boyfriend, we've been chatmates later--- that's another story anyway. For two weeks I'm waiting

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-25813903271227888322007-10-11T08:42:00.000-07:002007-10-11T20:42:08.185-07:00

MAP OF BONES. These few days, I'm busying myself reading a novel by James Rollins. The "Map of Bones" is indeed a spectacular array of science, history and religion. My first reaction upon reading few chapters of it is to compare it to Dan Brown's Angels and Demons. The print, the font and even the page layout are quite similar to Dan Brown's. But as I peered more to the story, it seemed

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-52081298361373371262007-10-09T09:06:00.000-07:002007-10-11T19:47:50.724-07:00

Halloween is coming! Time to share some spooky stories.Note: The authenticity of the stories that would be mentioned here is neither confirmed nor denied by the author. It's quite spooky and it’s up to you to believe it.When I was a kid, I was easily frightened. Maybe it's because of my strong imagination. I could still remember that our helper locked me inside the comfort room few days after we

Mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00852704470811742004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868607256573483474.post-31028035136166282452007-10-08T20:45:00.000-07:002007-10-08T20:48:01.267-07:00

hey guys, i'm really sorry if I wasn't able to post new articles since October 2. It's been the longest silent period of my blog. anyway, i'll be posting more these coming days. Thank you for your continued support.macky

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It's my only wish --- to find the guy who will love me for who I am, to love him and be with him til the moment this life pass into another world; to share with him my life and to be his forever...***I haven't heard anything from my boyfriend for almost a week now. The last email I received from him caused me distress. He was told that he'll be back here in the Philippines weeks after his

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Unmoved by it all... As I look at the glass of the blue alcohol, I long that it this knock me off from the consciousness that kills me. Grief, it seems, makes me invincible from its effects.I long to sleep. A dreamless sleep, so I can escape from worrying and thinking.I'm in pain! And I cannot escape it. I cannot question myself why I'm loving; but it is from loving that I'm vulnerable to this

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I don't how will I start this article. This is the same feeling I have when I revealed something to my bestfriend (she's a girl). It took me a while to put everything I want to say in a few words she will quickly understand.Yesterday, I attended a party with her. Apparently my ex (who is also her bestfriend) was also invited. She was still intrigued on why I kept on avoiding my ex and why I kept

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Still this gloomy mood of mine lingers; the more I think about it, I feel being left behind and isolated to face everything. I feel as if I'm abandoned, with promises of support appearing to be false reassurances. I don't know whether to take it as a challenge or insist on the fulfillment of their promises. I just feel everything I do now is futile. Quite unfair if I compare to others.(I'm also

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I'm not in the usual mood in writing my blog tonight. I'm a little bit depressed and down on what's happening around me. I'm confused and I fail on everything that I do these days. I don't know what's up with me. Maybe it's just my "unlucky luck". To tell you something, my life is like in a limbo now; everything is very slow and I'm not the kind of person who could work slowly, I love rushing and

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What's glorious in waiting?Does patience account for your loyalty?Do I wait because of love? of desire? of faith?Or just by lust?I'm gay... I must wait to be sure...Nobody knows I'm waiting except him.I know, by the time the wait is over, all will be surprised.For the one thing I'd been longing for has arrived.True love...True love with a guy...Yes, he's a guy. They'll give a shit about it.But I

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Imelda as a maid. What a delicious irony... Far from being true as it seems, seeing the former First Lady complete with her glamor and "demure" as a maid is a paradox of the true Pinay. The Filipinas, portrayed in our classic literature as conservative, obedient yet independent-thinking, dressed in the crispy and formal Filipiniana, are now scattered around the globe, most of them are domestic

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Online Videos by Veoh.comI have been waiting for this movie (Bleach: Memories of Nobody) to be released at DVD; when I got hold of it, I was really excited and expect much out of this movie. After watching (it runs for 1 hour and 30 minutes), I was not disappointed. It has the elements of the series, yet it really fits the silver screen. With improved effects and color-enhancements (not to forget

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Sen no Yoru wo KoeteAqua TimezBleach: Memories of Nobody (2006) Do you love me or not?I don't care what the answer is, I just need to know!No matter how badly I desire to be with you?There are many unchangeable things in this world,and my love for you can't be stopped by anyone.As 1000 nights pass, I long to tell you...I have to let you know."I want you to love me, but I don't think you will."I

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Yesterday's incident made me remember the letter which my ex had left on my computer last December. When I opened it, I just scanned it and did not read it entirely because I know it's his usual lies again. When we broke up, I still reassured him that we could still retain our friendship (he was my bestfriend before we entered our relationship). But two or three months later, I could still see on

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Last night, I've been waiting for my boyfriend's message when i received an unexpected SMS. It was from my ex. He rarely sends me text messages for half a year now since he doesn't get any reply from me. I know it appears I'm bitter over our break-up, but i do it because i already left that chaotic part of my life, needless to say, including him and everything that's connected to him. When I read

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I've been trying to avoid to pleasure myself through masturbation for a week now. And you know how powerful the forces within us, especially for us gays. The longer it takes, the more horny you get.When I was having my shower this morning, I was soaping my meat (just for hygiene of course) but then it all fired up. Stroking it with a very slippery soap (you know the feeling of course) made me

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...that's the punishment given by the anti-graft court against the former president of the republic because he's guilt had been proven beyond reasonable doubt.I've been monitoring the news the whole day - of course, it started with the live feed from the court room while the promulgation was being read. I've seen the myriad of reactions, most of them were saddened and even crying for their fallen

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It's been days when I caught the latest trend in the metro now - a flu and a series of headaches (not to mention colds and cough). I've been trying to stay focused in order for me to brainstorm ideas but a pounding headache always knocks me off. Anyway, i'll keep my commitment and always update my blog.Thanks for your support guys!

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One time I was really bored in my room, then something flicked in my mind. I removed the large mirror in the wall and got myself naked. I looked at my body in every angle. It's not really muscular or fit, I'm slim and trying to get some weight. While doing this own-body-survey, I started to list things to be done (in my mind of course); and the more I look at it, the more I want to change some or

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Have you ever fell in love with your bestfriend?As they say, love starts with friendship; but for one to realize that his feelings are really love and not merely concern for a true friend is truly agonizing. By the way, my first boyfriend is my friend (and our relationship became really chaotic!); let's talk about that later.Last month, I was searching for LGBT-related movies and I found the

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It was raining; he feels the water splash his teary face. He was soaking wet yet he didn't give a damn care. All he think about now is his lost...It's been a week when he heard the news about John; he doesn't believe it. He knew him. Or he thought he knew him. Thoughts ran on his mind; the kiss... the betrayal... their friendship."John, why do you care? You told me you won't give a damn look at

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I'm not a religious person really. But I pray and trust God. Most of my prayers were answered in one way or another. I know it would be contradicting to ask for a guy, but still I did. Then again, I waited and He answered my prayer. I met someone whom I would love to spend my life with (actually, he found me). But God didn't give it right away, I mean, it's not just simply answered, I have to

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Certainly, I can't really answer that since each and every one of us have our own "perceptions" on how we'll be able to say "he's the one i've been looking for; to spend my life with and grow old with." As you have guessed, I'm the type of gay who's looking for someone whom I can eternally share my life with.I remember when my ex-boyfriend asked (after a hot and passionate sex) me what would

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(the phone rings; I picked it up and answered...)Me: Hello? Who is it?Him: (a very familiar deep voice) It's me.(The nerve of this guy to think that you have been waiting for him to call... Wait a sec! Haven't you been waging a losing war with yourself whether you'll call him or not? You lost and dialed his number but you mustered all your strength to cancel it.)Me: Huh?Him: It's me. Jake.Me: Oh.

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Yesterday, my friend and I went to Glorietta in Makati to shop. We first ate in a good restaurant somewhere in G2. I was so hungry I ordered a plate of spag, a piece of pizza, and a part of their classic chicken to be gulped with a glassful of green tea. My friend and I are engorged in our conversation that i didn't notice that i'm about to finish my food (i already ate half of the chicken though

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I'm Macky, 21 years old.I'm a city dweller now for five years (that is when I started college). Manila is now my official residence as my parents wanted to move from our provincial house here in Luzon to an island in Visayas. Manila, our obnoxious city. The exact metaphor for suffering and incovenience, not to mention the health hazards from stress and environment. Clearly, this blog is fueled by

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Not as to look bitter over my failed relationship (which i ended exactly a year ago), i cant stop pondering on what have i learned from that experience. I might say these are words of advice for you, but of course, it's a case to case basis. As long as you're happy, maintain that or move a level of intimacy and love up, and make your relationship stonger. Here they are:1. Both of you must be very

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Ever studied in an all-boy high school? Ever been surrounded with boys daily from 8 in the morning til the sun sets at 5 pm? But what's funny with being surrounded with boys from dawn til dusk? Anyway, that's the problem. In my case, it triggered my homosexuality. I bet almost 1/4 of the population of our school are gays. Seeing little seeds of romance blossoming in a very boyish environment.

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These things happen in life; who would thought these are just plots or storylines made for a movie?When i was watching the independent film, "Mga Paru-parong Rosas" (Pink Butterflies, 2006) i cant stop myself but to answer the arguments of the characters, Dan and Rowlan. They are in a "relationship" for almost eight months even though Rowlan is married already and has kids. Meanwhile the other

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its been a while since... two decades of life have already been given to me, and yet i'm not so sure what could i show the world. by committing on this blog, i'm not just opening myself to the world but i'm also starting on a different journey inside me. pondering on my reflections and looking for more meaningful experiences. in this beginning, i hope you could join me and learn from each other...

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