96th Edition Bearista ☼☼

It's Christmas-y as Starbucks released it's season's edition bearista. :)   It wears  green and red scarf around it and has a cute black hat.  This is the guy bearista, a female one comes along too, but I didn't buy it coz its too.. hmmm.. female and pretty. ehehhe  This one's too cute to pass up.


Love love love my collection :)

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Makati Office.  Nov 1.


to.toot.


'Baby.'


It was honey. 


It was month end and I was rushing things to meet timelines.  I was engrossed with the reports that I forgot to respond to him.


'Matagal ka pa ba sa office, baby?'


Every month end, I usually go home around 1 to 2am.  It was still 1130pm, too early, besides I had some issues that need to be resolved immediately.  I was busy following through queries left unresolved via Microsoft Office Communicator.  I find OC very useful and saves lots of overseas phone bills. 


'Medyo hon.  Month-end eh.'


'Mga what time mo ko sundin, baby?'


I normally fetch him up every first day of the week so he could sleep at my pad the entire week.


'Give me an hour or two.. ano gawa ni honey habang walang work?' (I was being pa-cute)


'Nagmalling si honey, then nakita nya na close pala ;(' (We were doing baby talk hihihi)


'Ahhh..' was my short reply.  I was again concentrating on my work.


'May surprise ako kay baby =)' 


'Talaga?  Ano yun?' was my nonchalant reply.


'Basta surprise nga eh.  Ma.ha.happy si baby.'


'Hehe"  was my oblivious response again.  Month-end and I need to submit everything by 12mn.  Bwisit na timelines.


'Text mo nalang ako pag pa-uwi ka na ha'


'Cge.'


-o -- oo -- oo -- o -


Fast forward.


'Baba ka na.  I'm here na'


'Ok baby'


It was drizzling outside.  Honey came down from his condo wearing a beige trenchcoat.  Fashionista??  He was sporting his new glasses made of wood.  He bought that at People are People, but the trenchcoat I can't recall.


'Bago coat mo?' I demanded when he entered Baby Blake (my car's name).


'Hinde baby.. kasama kita when I bought this'


'Parang hinde.  Shopping ka na naman!'


'Hinde noh.  Kasama kita nito noh.  Anyways, my surprise ako sayo.'  He was being pa-cute.


'Ano-ano yun?'  I was acting like a dog eager for his bone, tongue hanging out! hahaha


Honey took something out from his manly bag (manly but more of gayly hahaha).  Hopia.


'Ano yan??' I said indignantly.


'Hopia.  Di ka man lang happy'. He was pouting.


At the back of my mind, hopia??  Ano yan, hopia like me too?? Ngek.


'Ngek', unable to suppress my disappoint. 'Lagay mo please ulit sa bag mo, maya kainin natin'


'Hmf, di ka man lang na happy'  


Then honey took something out again from his ungodly man bag (hehe).  It was still in a plastic shopping bag.  


'May surprise ako ulit'


Honey pulled out the content of the plastic bag.  A shirt.  A muscle shirt with intricate designs on it.


'Yan mahilig ka sa mga bar shirt, binili ko for you'.


I was struck speechless.  Honey seldom does that.  I didn't know what to say.


'Di ka man lang mag.thank you' he was glaring at me.


'Hahaha thank you honey. I love you honey.'


-o -- oo -- oo -- o -


Epilogue


One of my colleagues, Jechel, read my palm last Friday and we bought up again her results prior to the events above.  She mentioned that I am one simple guy that don't complicate things (e.g. if somebody requests me to accompany him/her, I immediately accomodate that request, without ifs and buts).  She also read the lines side of my palm that I love too much, and in loving that person, I expect too much and in the end, I get frustrated with their shortcomings.  Jechel said that it's not them who has a shortcoming, but I who needs to improve on that aspect, that I need to lower those expectations, because the people I love, the people I care for, are also humans, and as humans they also have their limits.


Insightful and true.  Maybe I should lower my expectations.. haaaaaay.

Ferns is Single

Hushkins, Ferns is officially single and I'm posting his picture if somebody out there will be interested in him.  I am being a bugaw to him, just give me 20% commission if you can secure him! hahaha kidding.

He's sad and he wants to move on from his ex.  Message me if you're interested. ;p

hush hush for now ♥ ♥ ♥ 

The Hunt (Pick-up lines Chapter 3)

Eve to Hallow's eve.


The line going inside Nakpil street snaked all the way to it's parallel end.  Happy men chattering, well, happily while enduring and waiting for their turn to get in.  Save for a handful of maidens (puttanesca, ano gawa nila rito? witness? hehehe), men in black predominated the scene.  The Black Party.


Only one way going inside Malate.  Darn.


To-toot.  It was Carlo.


'San na you?'


I replied, 'We're still queuing outside.  Kaw?'


'I'm already in.  Kita nalang tayo sa labas ng O-bar'


'Pa'no ka nakapasok?  Haba ng pila.'


'Saw a friend and he knew the guys at the entrance.  Will wait for you here'


I look at Ferns with an arched eyebrow.  Nauna ang puttanesca, and we thought he was somewhere else and will just catch up.


I pleaded, 'Gawan mo naman paraan para makapasok kami agad'


Response, 'di ko kasi friend yung nasa entrance, kung friend ko yun, mag.fa.favor ako, antayin ko nalang kayo rito'


'Heh.  Ganyan ka ha.  Walang pansinan mamaya! ;p'


No choice.  Ferns and I had to deal with being part of the masses (hahahaha! mga dyosang nakikihalubilo sa kanilang nilalang! hahahaha).  Hmmm.. an opportunity to scrutinize the men around us.


Some wore white, hmmm.. black party po eto.  Lots of eye-candy abound us, but twice the ugly ones! hahahaha Ferns and I kidded, puttanesca, bawal dapat ang pangit, pero sige na nga, Halloween naman eh. hahahaha  We thought if fire raised Malate that night, a significant portion of the gay population would be wiped off! hehehe  On one side of the line, a guy in white was being a prat on the phone, 'ayoko pumila, sunduin mo ko rito'.  Well, dear, you'll have to wait until the line subsides. hmf.  Then there were Caucasians who cut in on the line, apparently blind on how long the line was.  But, cge na nga, mga visitors naman eh. hihihihi


Finally, we got in.


Carlo met us, 'Inom na kayo Tanduay Ice'.


I raised an eyebrow. 'Hmf!  Pinapila mo kami!  Libre mo kami ng Ice'


Carlo chided, 'Kaw naman mas mayaman eh.  Bili ka na'


Hmf again.  I guess that was true hahahahaha. kidding. =p


Ferns was giddy. 'Let's go inside Che.lu'


'Dami tao sa loob', Carlo complained.


Still we went inside.  Carlo begged off as he had to work early the following day.  Kevs.


Che.lu. 1.30am.


The place was crowded, literally, shoulder to shoulder.  If I had a faint heart, well, I would have fainted. hehe  but we thrive on, eager on what awaits us. :)


I saw Jaydee, Rori's friend, dancing on the ledge.  Hmf.  I added him on FB, and until now it's still pending.  Double Hmf!!  I personally thought he was a looker, but contrary, he was not (sour grape!).  Honestly, he wasn't, and he wasn't tall, 5'2" the most, paarte-arte pa sya.


I chug a bottle of Ice.  No one particularly interesting.  Another gulp.  Hmmm.. the dance beat starts to reverberate in my ears, it was playing Club can't handle me.  I was starting to dance to the beat, then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Paris, a fling of my past.  He saw me.  Musta?


I shrugged.  'I'm ok' (pa-demure effect).


'Who you with?'


'Ferns'.  He was so close, I could smell him.


He looked at me, I looked at him.  We kissed.  That's it.  He moved on.  One down, how many more to go? hehe


We moved to the bar.  Ferns was giggling, 'Stop please'.  Apparently, someone was groping him, actually, more like a couple.  Touchdown si parekoy. hehe


The guys passing by were so close, again, you could smell them, hmmm.. Eternity.. Pleasures.. Happy.. aba! may nag Light Blue.. hmmm.. ewwwww! Axe ba yun?? *choke choke*


Another Ice.  I popped mint into my mouth.  Another guy passed by, this time with a second glance at me.  I stare back.  He stopped at his tracks.  I smiled, he approached me.  He danced in front of me, pelvis touching.  I didn't complain.  Hmmm.. the guy looked chinito, but moreno, not really my type.  He drew his face close to mine, he started to bite my upper lip.  I didn't prevent him.  Then he chew my lower lip.  He's a good kisser, I started to reciprocate, I can sense he liked it.  (Secret no. 2 hushkins, always carry mint, you'll never knew who'll you'll end up kissing =) ).
  
'Let's have sex', he drooled.


Whoa!  Bilis naman nito.  'hhhmmmm.. now?'


'Yah, now, my place in Pasay'


'You top or bottom?', I queried.


'Top'.  tsk tsk.  I am top also.


'Maybe later.  I still want to dance', was my excuse.


'Ok.  Give me your number.'


'Say what, you give me your number, and I'll text you'.  He obliged.  He said his name was Rico.  Two down.


I danced.  Then another guy passed by.  He looked familiar and I was tipsy (I had already 2 bottles Ice and 2 bottles Gilbeys).


'You looked familiar', I said with a mischievous smile.


He smiled back, 'really?'


"Yah, you were at Palawan last week, right?'


He blushed, 'Yup, but I can't recall seeing you'


'You're cute'


'So are you.'  He was flirting back.  We danced and I kissed him.  He was Nathan and I gave him my number this time.  Three down.




After Nathan left, Rico came back.  He asked why I still haven't texted him.  I alibied, I did, maybe Globe wasn't working well.


Ferns and I scouted the place.  Still very crowded but everyone was having fun.  I saw some cute guy, a bit petite, but fair-skinned, with dewy eyes.  My type, bottomesa hehe  He was being cajoled by someone to dance.  I sensed that John (I forgot his name now, so let's call him John) didn't like the guy and out of nowhere, I felt that it was my duty to save John. hahahaha  I stared at John intensely, he sensed it and saw me.  I motioned for him to dance with me.  HIs partner looked at me, I arched an eyebrow (tapang) and John snaked his way towards me.


'Hi', I put on my mischievous smile again.


'Hello'.


We danced.  We exchanged details to which I can't recall.  We ended up kissing.  Four down plus one point for being mang-aagaw. hehehe




4am.


I was having a ball dancing.  It was now playing Let me see your underwear.  


I saw two guys dancing.  Apparently I liked the feeling of being mang-aagaw and I wanted to try again.  I put in my stare at the guy I am interested in.  Still the same features as John, but this time, the guy had dimples.  Cute.


He noticed, but still didn't let go of his partner.  Hmf, apparently, my technique's not working.  I extended a hand, gesturing him to take it and dance with me.  Still ignored.  Ouch.  I smiled devilishly.  He smiled back.  They were now dancing beside me, him facing me and his partner's back at me.  I gently manipulated my hands behind the cute guys back.  He didn't stopped me from doing so.  The partner noticed.


He asked, 'Excuse me, do you know each other??'


I smiled innocently, 'Yup, we're high school buddies', saying it loud enough for the cute guy to hear.  He smiled back and nodded.  He was playing along.


The partner responded, 'Really, from which school??'


I was shouting, 'Ateneo' and grabbed the cute guy away from him.  I started dancing with him, and the partner went away.  I was soooo bad. hehehe 


'Swabe', he was grinning from ear to ear.


'Impressive, ey?  I'm Hush, your just-found-out highschool buddy'


'hahaha, I'm Lemuel'


'I love your dimples'


'Bolero'


'I'm not!  You're hot'


'hahahaha'


'Can I kiss you?'


'I don't kiss on my first date', Lemuel was being pakipot.  Challenge again.


'Well, I'll be an exception to your rule, I'm a good kisser'


I drew my face closer to him, trying to sense if he'll avoid my lips.  He didn't.  I gently nibbled on his upper lip.  He didn't stop me.  I went for the kill and kissed him.  He kissed back gently.  I placed in my tongue and he played with it.


'haha you're naughty', he teased.


'I'm not.  I'm a good boy', I chided.


Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his partner staring at us.  I could just imagine his thoughts on 2 highschool buddies making out on the dancefloor.  Kevs.


'You always get away with this?' he asked.


'No, this is my first time and you're lucky coz I did it to you! hahaha' I lied. hehehe


We danced some more and exchanged numbers.  Five down.


Happy Halloween, hushkins! ;p

No Brainers Please

My team is relatively new and for us to solidify our bonds, Ferns came up with the idea of having dinner and going out to a comedy bar last Friday.  Our newest recruit, Jechel, volunteered to treat the team in time for her birthday the following Sunday.


Early that day, I decided to email our big boss on our planned activities, and invited him if he could spare some time to join us.  I read his response late afternoon (as I was on whole day training), and he said that the idea was great but because of important timelines in his office, and as much as he would love to join us, he can't afford to.  Well, at least he knows of the effort I'm extending to the team. =)


The choice restaurant was John and Yoko, simply because it was my favorite dine-in place and Jechel had not yet tried it.  We ordered Japaella (yum yum), bacon-wrapped dori, shrimp tempura and that chicken (I think it was green chicken).  We had our share of bottomless drinks, which I simply adore since one can refill from blue ice tea to red or green (the latter not my type).


During the course of the meal, Jechel, with her childish ways, was trying to make something out of me and my staff, Marc.  Marc is your typical good-looking guy, basketball player, tall and fair-skinned. He even has a resident fan at the office, always grabbing the opportunity to say hi to him when Marc's around (simply pathetic) and Ferns even told me that this fan asked why is Marc always hanging out with us.  Naturally, ka-team namin sya, Ems.


Back to Jechel.  I told her that mas bagay kayo.  You're pretty and he's handsome, so bagay na bagay (I was tempted to throw in the cheesy lines, hinde kayo hayop, hinde kayo tao, bagay na bagay kayo, but I refrained myself from doing so hahahaha).  


Di ah, was Jechel's response.  Both Marc and Ferns just laughed at our silly ways.  Ba't nga ba mga good-looking ang hinire mo, Hush? asked Jechel again.


I looked at Ferns with a knowing smile.  At the back of my mind, I've always kidded myself that I plan to bring back the glory days of our bank.  Masyado na ata papangit hina.hire ng HR these days. hahahahahaha  But of course this was not all true.  Medyo lang.


I responded to Jechel, masyado ka naman bilid sa looks mo, iha! hahahahahaha Seriously, I've come to this stage that I am no longer looking for people who have got the brains and ambitions.  I have that already (I could see the looks on Marc, Ferns and Jechel vividly til now hahhaha).  I have come to realize that what matters most in an organization is great personality, something hard to find.  It will not always be hay days in our team and come a time that disagreements will arise, I need people who won't have egos to nurture, people easy to look at  when I become hot-tempered, and people I can approach to because their aura spells welcoming.  


Masyado mo naman kami nilalait, meaning wala kami brains?  laughs off Jechel.


Of course not!  I also take that into consideration but personality is my priority these days.  In fact, both Ferns and Jechel are CPAs and the former even has a masteral degree to boast and boost from Australia.  Marc came from a good school and I believe he has potential to succeed, but what ties them all is that they have great personalities.  =)


After our sumptuous dinner, we cancelled our trip to the comedy bar but instead watched Petrang Kabayo! hahahahaha  We were laughing at the edge of our seats and seemed we were in a comedy bar, but this will be another story.


Oh well, hushkins, they will be my diamonds in the rough.  Hush hush for now♦

Creek.. Creek.. Creek.. BED

I was scanning through my favorite blogs and I read  Discreet Manila's post on BED's work in progress.  Yuppie!  Something to be joyful about. =)  I love their teaser!! yum yum yum yum yum! hahahahha

♀Of being Bullied and Ostracized ♂

Hushkins, I want to join in this campaign (kasi feeling artista din ako! hahahaha).


Seriously, it is indeed alarming that a lot of the suicides in the US is caused by bullying against LGBT.  Acceptance is still an issue, and i thought that the US is already open-minded to our lifestyle.  It brings back memories of my younger years.. of how I was bullied also.. and ostracized.


Those were the years I'd like to forget.  Though it was not that horrific that I have nightmares, but still, those left scars in my life.  I've always wondered why my classmates picked on me.  I'd come from recess during high school and I'll notice that my back pack was stepped on with footprints on it (I still feel tingles whenever I recall these situations).  I'd have a hard time in fitting in, whenever there were group assignments, I'd always end up with the same circle of friends (meaning, gay circle) and not with the other teams.  I was scared that they won't allow me to, and having grown up in an all-boys school and stuck in the honor section since grade 4 until I graduated high school, I was basically stuck to the same classmates.  One time, I became buddy with Dicky (yes, his name was Dicky and I had no cognition that time what it was meant otherwise), and we talked a lot.  I think we got close because of a task I helped him with.  His close friend, Tony, teased him to me, that we were a pair, and from there on, Dicky treated me differently =(  Dicky in turn joined alliances with Tony and tease me endlessly and torture me emotionally.


When things turned to a different page, when I decided that maybe, just maybe, by being a man and try courting a girl during my second-year in HS, the harassment would stop, I was wrong.  Then, my so-called friends (well some of them anyway), back-bited me and even discouraged me with sayings like 'once gay, always gay' or 'acting lang yan'.  I felt lost.  Where do I fit in?


But these did not falter me from pursuing and proving to the world that I can make it.  Never did it occur to me to commit suicide.  No, no, no.  I thought then that I love myself too much to do that.  I stood up to these bullying and  Rori would know that I did retaliate when I was aggravated.  I knew then that it was Tony's idea to step on my back pack.  So what I did was to cut the sling off his Lacoste bag. hahaha I could just imagine the look on his face when he saw his expensive bag useless (I did like that bag).  Then, I also threw one of my classmate's scientific calculator in the toilet.  Trivial things that avenge the hurt that they did.


So, hushkins, stand up!  Stand up to these abuses.




Cause there's,
There's a light in me,
That shines brightly,
They can try,
But they can't take that away from me
From me


- Mariah Carey




Hush hush for now ☼