Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Five to one

Leon smiles timidly.
  1. Thursday. The Tease. Read the previous blog.
  2. Friday. Lloyd and Chris.
  3. Saturday. Wello and Russel.
  4. Sunday. Leon, Jake, Dheny, and Russel.
  5. Monday. Benj.

Ten conversations. One look-see. Three encounters in a five-day period. Not bad for someone who is nursing a broken heart.

Five to one, baby
One in five
No one here gets out alive, now
You get yours, baby
I’ll get mine
Gonna make it, baby
If we try
- The Doors


Thursday, June 23, 2005

Tease

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I
Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me
Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I
Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me
- Method Man


I have forgotten his name. He was just a face among the teenagers who used to frequent the Salon early last year. He dated Chikboi when Chikboi and him were working for a local broadcasting network teleserye. The affair ended when the teleserye’s Prince had married the local girl.

He was with Mikel late last night outside the Salon while Marky was taking a bath and Joan was preening in front of one of the mirrors. I was getting ready to go home. He started the teasing by telling me that he wanted to blow me.

I did not mind him at first. He insisted on teasing me. He sounded serious. I took the bait.

When Marky left the Salon, I pulled him inside the room at the back of the Salon. Mikel was left behind. He was too young for this kind of thing. Joan was outside flirting with a new acquaintance.

He kissed my ears, my neck, and my nipples in the dark. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. He insinuated a situation of codependence. I declined and led his left hand to feel my throbbing hardness.

He joked why I almost fucked him when we finished. He was sober enough not to let me do it. I told him that I was just hornier than usual.

We got out of the room and found Joan watching the television. His new acquaintance went home. Mikel had left.

Joan closed the Salon. I waited for a tricycle as he waved his goodbye.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

The Hardest Part

I bought Coldplay's new album yesterday. It blew me away. And this gem hit the hardest.

"The Hardest Part"
Coldplay, x&y

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
Was the hardest part

And the strangest thing
Was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start

I could feel it go down
Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the cloud
Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out

And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart

And I tried to sing
But I couldn’t think of anything
And that was the hardest part

I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
You're a silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
Oh and I
I wonder what it’s all about
I wonder what it’s all about

Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it's just comes undone
And everything is torn apart

Oh and it’s the part
That’s the hardest part
Yeah that’s the hardest part
That’s the hardest part

Thursday, June 16, 2005

One, two

Scorpio

Scorpio: Oct. 23 - Nov. 21

Free Will Astrology, 16-22 June, 2005: The only secrets you have to worry about are those you're keeping from yourself. It might be helpful to know what other people are hiding, true, but the only way their covert agendas and sneaky maneuvering can hurt you is if you continue to lie to yourself. Besides, there's just one sure strategy for exposing the secrets that others are keeping: Tell yourself the naked truth about your own feelings and motivations.

Rockie Daily Horroscope, 17-23 June 2005: A Scorpio moon this weekend, including the better part of Father’s Day, can make you feel right at home no matter whose home you’re in. It’ll also facilitate a smooth transition into solar Cancer, the sign that feeds your love of learning and your hunger for truly meaningful experiences. Meanwhile your Mars co-ruler, revitalized by the emotional heat of fiery Aries, is stirring your desire as it reacts to optimistic Jupiter’s challenge. Whether it’s an adventure, a game of chance or a romance, you’ll whole-heartedly dive in.

And the events that followed...

It was Benj again last Saturday. He came to me while I was standing outside the Salon. It was closing time. We talked for almost an hour inside as Joan took a bath. Afterwards, he wanted to rest and went inside the room. I followed. In silence, I unbuttoned his pants and blew him hard. We drank red horse beers at the rooftop when we finished. We again talked for an hour about his life in the province, his family, his misery. I began to feel sleepy. He wanted to drink another bottle. I gave him money for a beer and locked the gate when he was outside and slept.

Early morning Sunday, I left the salon with Joan still nuzzling the wooden bench inside the Salon.

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what you’ve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime’s you’re just doing what you’ve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what you’ve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime’s you’re just doing what you’ve got to do
- Everlast feat. kurupt


Bye June


Bye June
I'm going to the moon
It better be by June
'Cause I'm going to the moon

So June
You'd better make it soon
I hope you make it June
'Cause I'm going to the moon

- Everlast


Scorpio
Scorpio: Oct. 23 - Nov. 21

Once you get passed a money problem aggravated by the sun's opposition to your Pluto co-ruler on the 13th, it's clear sailing for the next two months. With nothing in the foreseeable future to worry about, why not plan a summer holiday? Or would that expose you to the fickle middle finger of fate? If getting fucked is an issue, key into the heat your energetic Mars co-ruler offers while it visits your house of recreational sex, fun, and risky games. But be quick about it; by July 27th, Mars is gone.

I am in a situation that I could believe the horoscopes written above. In the first week of June, I learned that my contract with our company was extended but only for four person months. Our work covers seven months so all of us under the new contract have to stretch our days. I was a little depressed because I have to cut back on my personal expenses, which does not include the amount I am sending my mother every two weeks. A week before the announcement, I went to Globe Alabang Town Center with Jove and Kristi and applied for a new mobile line to ensnare a spanking new mobile phone. A Globe personnel told me to wait for approval. I shelved the plan of getting a new phone when we were told about the extension.


That day, Stelle and another colleague, Rajah, joined me for coffee at Mega’s Dulcinea before going home. I have this big crush on Rajah that Stelle does not know. In April, Rajah and I watched movies together for three consecutive nights; my simple indulgence of my hidden desire for him.

June 7. Jake and I patched things up. We are now friends, perhaps still are lovers. I decided not to take things seriously. We met at SM Makati and talked a little about the weather. I went to the Salon afterwards and flirted with Leon. The boy seemed serious about our being ‘boyfriends’. We were holding hands while he was drinking with a friend after the Salon closed. I went home smiling.


June 8.
Jake visited the Salon. We were discussing a business proposal when Leon peeped through the glass door. His eyes mirrored hurt. Leon entered the Salon with Joan in tow while Jake went outside to buy a cigarette. I told Leon when Jake was out of sight that I was serious about us. I lied. I added that Jake was asking me to take him back but I said no. I wasn’t sure when Jake and I left Alabang if Leon believed me. Jake was also oblivious of what happened. He thought that I was not giving enough attention to his business proposal. I did not say that I was stealing glances at Leon when we were talking.

Globe called to inform me that my application was approved and that my new unit could be picked up the next day.


June 9.
I told Jake that I would be going to ATC that night to pick up my new phone. I decided to get it after what happened that weekend. Jake chose not to come with me to ATC. I told Joan when we were at the Salon that I wanted to talk to Leon that night to straighten things up. I met Jove, Kristi, Vicki, and Vicki's friend when I got the new phone. We decided to go to San Pedro afterwards. We passed by the Salon and Joan told me that Leon waited for me there. In San Pedro, Jove and Kristi offered Mikey to Vicky’s friend. Barry and Joan arrived and offered Marky to Vicky.


June 11.
Eve of Independence? Leon and I were like lovers playfully touching each other inside the Salon. Lucy helped me in highlighting Leon’s wavy hair. I asked him to go with me that night to San Pedro but he declined. At 11 pm I was at the rooftop shouting at Benj who was passing by the Salon. He went up already intoxicated and talked to me for a while. I touched his crotch and he was hard. We went down and entered the Salon. Joan and Mayo, Joan's new lover, were already sleeping inside the room. I placed Benj on his back near the shampoo bowl and sang.


June 13.
Leon was asking me inside the Salon why was I not calling him on his mobile. I just smiled and kissed him on the cheek.


June 14.
Jake and I were at the rooftop teasing each other. I massaged his back and he almost fell asleep. No trace of Leon in the streets. Jake and I left Alabang together. I tried calling Leon on his mobile but his brother texted that the mobile was with him that night.


June 15.
Leon said that he couldn’t join me in watching ‘Batman Begins’. I did not bother ask Jake because I knew he could not. MisYu promised earlier that day to watch the movie with me. We sat enthralled watching Batman slowly unfurl his cape for more than two hours. I went home at almost one in the morning. Another week, a new set of prophesies. Let’s hope that I would really get really good sex, now until July 27.


Wednesday, June 15, 2005

His story

His story over mine his story will be his story
And my story is a waste of time (aaaah-aah-aah)
(You know it's just a waste of my time)
They're gonna believe
His story over mine
So what you gonna do
Don't let it take over you (hey)
My story is a waste of time
- TLC

Here is a letter that I received from Buboy, a friend of mine working as a waiter in
Saudi Arabia. Last month he emailed us about this coworker of his who is obsessed with him. This is their story. (Names have been changed to protect their identities.)


Dear Sir:

My problem all started when I first came here to Saudi Arabia to work. Anal, a Filipino, was my roommate. Anal began giving me food which he said was for free, stating that he just wanted to extend his help to someone like me who was just new and was still adjusting. He said that he is doing it in his own good and free will, and aside from giving me free food, he also was giving me other things such as clothes. Thinking that his intentions were clean and good, I accepted these things. I always said "thank you", nothing more, nothing less. I constantly reminded him that he did not really have to do that, but he kept on insisting that I did not have to worry about a thing, and that he was not demanding anything in return.

But as time went by, I began realizing what his real intentions were and they were not good, and so I began keeping distance from him. When he was already demanding too much from me, I decided to transfer to another room. This time, Ibram and Jami, two Filipino Muslims became my roommate. I thought that this will end my problem, but I was completely mistaken since Anal was still constantly visiting my room giving me food and other things. When I politely refused to accept them, he got angry and he was threatening to call me in my extension number in Almarai.

Since then he was always calling me in my extension number in Almarai. He was demanding that I return to him all the things that he gave to me, which I did. I returned to him all the things he gave to me which included paying him back the three (3) Sawwa recharge vouchers (load card) he previously gave to me. By doing that, I am free of all debt from him. Again, this did not end my problem. He still was disturbing me, and he was again giving me back the things which I already returned to him. He will apologize for his actions, saying that he was just overtaken by anger whenever I refuse to accept his things. He will again offer friendship to me, making explanations that all he wanted for us is to be in good terms with each other. I said to him that after all the threats and disturbances that he has done to me, I am not just ready yet to make amends with him. He just could not accept that fact, and he began threatening me again that he will call all my family and friends in the Philippines and he will tell them false, malicious and degrading things about me. This fact is not known to me alone. Almost everyone in the Villa, including other nationalities, knows the threats and other actions Anal is doing against me.

When all of it had just become too much for me to handle, I turned to my last resort which was to transfer to Al Foadia's other accommodation which is in Azizia. But he still came to the villa and he was demanding that I return to the villa in Batha. This time I neither wanted to talk to him nor to face him, and it was Vin, a coworker in Almarai who talked to him asking him to leave and disturb me no more. He always makes false statements to the people in the villas at Azizia and Batha that he has the "power" to turn the tables against me, to put me into a bad and regrettable situation, and to make me pay him 1000 SAR which I do not even owe him. All of these things are known to Ric, Mans, Jami, Ibram, and Jana, just to name a few. Once Jana spoke to Anal and told him to keep away from me because I am now in Azizia but he still won't stop from bothering me.

I want to tell you how all these things that have transpired have affected me in my work. I confess that I could not work well at my best whenever Anal tries to call, because I am thinking of his threats and lies. Much as I have tried to shake it off me, I have become apprehensive because I do not know what is inside his head, what other lies and derogatory statements he will concoct just to pull me down. I have always tried to be at my best at work, and I intend to maintain my performance or even surpass expectations for me. But all these unpleasant things have truly affected me both personally and professionally.

He said to my foreman Vin that he has all the reason to chase me since, according to him I owe him 1000 SAR. He won't stop until I come in terms and be friends with him. Otherwise, he won't cease until I have been repatriated to the Philippines. This prompted Vin to call our supervisor Nadi. Nadi called the foreman and supervisor of Anal to tell Anal to stop calling my extension number in Almarai. For a short while, he stopped calling me.

But after a month had passed, here he goes again. We met yet again last pay day (June 9, 2005) at the Office. He was asking for my mobile number which I refused to give. He then asked me again to pay him back 200 SAR for the load card I owe him, which of course is another one of his lies since I do not owe him anything anymore. I have no idea where he gets his accusations of me owing him money. He again threatened me that if I do not pay him 200 SAR, he will give my extension number in Almarai to a certain person named Nory where Anal gets his load cards from. And true enough, this Nory keeps on calling me again in Almarai. Now, this person is threatening me that if I do not pay him what I allegedly owe to Anal, he will call the Police to arrest me. I know that Anal is again at the back of all this. He will try every means to pull me down even if it takes that he will use other people to do it for him.

This is my statement which I confess is true, and I have tried to narrate everything that have happened to the best of my knowledge. All I want to happen is for Anal to stop making any form of communication with me. After what that he has done against me, I do not wish now to make any form of friendship with him. I have tried once to reconcile with him; to once and for all put all those things behind us, and let bygones be bygones, if and only if, he won't give me anything, he won't ask from me anything, and he will just be a plain acquaintance. He consented to that at first but then he began giving me things again, which I refused to accept, and then he threatened and disturbed me again. I am telling you that this Anal will not stop until he gets what he intends to get, even if it will cost me greatly.

I would like to ask your help regarding this. I know that you are in the right authority to do what you deem is the best action involving this matter. I have high hopes that all this will come to an end very soon.

Thank you for your time and consideration.

Respectfully yours,

Buboy


Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Eight days a week

Eight days a week
I love you.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care.

Ooh I need your love babe, ...
- the Beatles


SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Scientists are on the verge of recovering the
lost treatises of Archimedes, ancient Greece's most brilliant mathematician. The words were originally inscribed on an old parchment, but were mostly erased in the 12th century by a Christian monk who wasn't interested in math and needed a fresh surface on which to write his prayers. Fragments of the ink that conveyed Archimedes' original thoughts remained, however, and now physicists at Stanford are using a particle accelerator to discern them beneath the newer text. Let this be your guiding metaphor in the coming week, Scorpio. Look for ways to retrieve precious information that has almost disappeared or that is hidden by a source with little meaning to you.

From the website, http://www.freewillastrology.com.

Monday, June 06, 2005

I don't understand anything


What is it that I think I need?
Is there love in me that wants to be freed?
Or is it selfishness and ego
We carry with us everywhere that we go?

I organized the b35 get together last Saturday by texting Jove, Kristi, Daisy, Hydro, Pregg, Paige, Osang, Bona, and Vicky. Although I was not sure that their numbers were still working, I also texted Flavio, Relasyon, and Jubilee and informed them of the get together. Daisy, Vicky, Pregg, Hydro, and Bona texted back and confirmed their attendance. Osang and Paige sent regrets. Only Pregg, Jove, Kristi, Bona, and Vicky were in Malate that Saturday. Hydro was imprisoned by the sudden downpour; Daisy had a date in Ortigas; and I was deep in a conflict with Jake at the Shoppe.

I was wearing my red form-fitting Adidas hello kitty shirt. Wilma was with me when I left home for Alabang. I did not expect Jake to join us since I did not ask him to. But he was there and I have to entertain him. When the Shoppe was about to close, we bought Red Horse and drank with Wilma. I kept on glancing at my watch. My mobile kept on ringing due to the calls and texts of batch mates who were asking earlier, if the get together was pushing through regardless of the rain, and later, if indeed I was joining them.

This feeling that life's incomplete

Do you feel that too? Do you want what I want?

Jake and I were dancing without our shirts inside the closed Shoppe while Barry and Wilma watched. I teasingly pulled him inside the CR when he was getting physical; he gave me a peck near my lips inside and pretended to bang the door with his butt. I told him when I was already tipsy that all I wanted from him was a good kiss. He froze. I went out of the Salon and flirted with Leon. Jake and Wilma discussed our relationship inside.

I went in when I was tired of teasing Leon and listened to their conversation. Jake professed his love for me. But I asked him pointblank if he enjoyed our sex.

He moved a seat away from me and spoke of the truth. “Honestly? No.”

And if I should start to cry,
And I can't begin to tell you why,
And I stumble when I begin,
It's cause I don't understand anything.

I shook my head and again admitted that it was over.

People say that we're so close,
How can there be something that I don't know.
Oh but even though I share your bed,
Baby, I don't get inside your head.

This feeling of some mystery
- do you feel that too?
Do you know what I mean?

I sent a message to my batch mates in Malate to apologize for my absence. “I’m so sorry for not making it. I just had a very personal turmoil that I have to solve. Now it’s over. I’m sad. But life has to move on. I’ll make up my absence big time.”

And if I should start to cry,
And I can't begin to tell you why,
And I stumble when I begin,
It's cause I don't understand anything.

Hydro: ‘The most unbearable thing is knowing that nothing is unbearable.’ (Rimbaud) Sad to know that you had to go through something heavy tonight. But as you wisely said, life goes on. Tomorrow is another day.

Watch me stumble, watch me trip
My fingers loose their grip.
Now I'm down on my knees,
Is that what you wanted to see?

What is it that I think I need?
What is it that I think I need?

I went back Sunday night at the Shoppe and was serviced by Marky, a pretty young thing recently discovered by Joan. Later that night, Leon was again at the Shoppe and we jokingly agreed to be boyfriends.

I went home that night thinking that maybe for the past months the joke was on me.

And if I should start to cry,
And I can't begin to tell you why,
And I stumble when I begin,
It's cause I don't understand anything.

You reach for me from miles away,
You reach for me from miles away.

- Everything But The Girl, "I Don't Understand Anything"

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Sick to my stomach

When I think of your hands sliding down my back
When I think of your sweat on my skin
And your moist breath whispering in my ear
I ... I ... i
I get sick
Sick to my stomach

I pretended to love you longer than I did
I wish I could erase the images I see
Your satisfied grin, you lying beneath me, dear
I ... I ... i
I get sick
Sick to my stomach
- Devon


I had the worst stomachache while we were in Robinson’s Place last night; trying to decide where to go after dinner. Jake and I ate first at the food court and then we joined Ursula who favored the coleslaw at KFC. Finally, Ursula resolved to go to the Salon to have his hair cut by Joan. Jake joined us during the bus ride to Alabang but did not go with us to the Salon. It was probably because he was tired from all the errands he had done for the day. He was in Muntinlupa in the morning trying to get the license plate of my tricycle, and in Tondo in the afternoon, delivering a steamer for his mother and helping his brother enrol. He has not eaten breakfast or lunch when we met at 5.30 in the afternoon at Robinson while I was already full due to the heavy merienda I ate.

I almost could not stand by myself when Ursula and I arrived at the Salon. I collapsed at the sofa where Ursula advised me to position my butt up in the air to let the gas out of my stomach. I did just that and almost fell asleep. Ursula also massaged my stomach to assuage the pain I was feeling. He had his hair and nails done while I continued resting in position.

The two Martys entered and borrowed the hair blower. They also promised Ursula to return for a night cap. I got up and observed Joan talking to someone outside the Salon. The pain was almost gone.

It was Benj. I remembered that several nights ago Joan jacked him off but did not finish the act since Benj’s dick was small in Joan’s standards. Joan left him to finish it by himself inside a hut near their apartment.

Benj entered the Salon and Joan asked me if I wanted the boy. The pain was slipping away as I said yes. Joan persuaded Benj to go inside the room at the back of the Salon. I followed them. Joan turned off the light and left.

Benj and I exchanged pleasantries and began. “Maliit lang yan,” he said to me as he pulled down his shorts, apologizing for the size of his penis. I said that it doesn’t matter. I kissed his stomach and went down licking his skin until my mouth fully engulfed his extent.

Later, we talked about his life in Manila. He arrived two months ago from Bacolod where he studied in one of the universities. We talked about his girlfriends. He shared that it was his first time to come inside another guy’s mouth. Joan was almost his first completed MSM encounter.

Hah! A virgin. No wonder he was ticklish. We got up from the bed and went into the Salon. I requested Joan to cut Benj’s hair. Benj left soon after, my stomachache healed completely.

Joan and Ursula joked about the special medicine I took to kill my stomach pain. I smiled and decided that it was time to go home.