Thursday, July 27, 2006

Water's edge

I went to the water's edge, forgot I couldn't swim I went to the water's edge, all ready to jump in I saw the water shimmer I heard the wind howl I saw my own reflection I just can't see it now

You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists That eventually life unfurls A path to happiness So I whisper your little secret And repeat it under my breath I'll save it for you in my heart In case we both forget

Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me I am gripped by a loneliness Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me I'd be released in your tenderness I'd be released in your tenderness
- Cyndi Lauper


Last night I made love with someone again. It was with Pepper. He is a new friend. I met him more than a month ago through Joan. He is a working student in his early 20s. He has the most gorgeous legs.

It was past eleven in the evening when he passed by the salon. Joan called him up and told him that I would be alone later in the night. Joan asked further if Pepper would be willing to join me.

He agreed and returned after 30 minutes. I bought us horse beer and drank inside the side room in the Salon while Joan and the others were frolicking with some young men in the main room.

We talked about his job and mine. His sexuality and mine. His dreams and mine.

He used to have a best friend with whom experienced man to man sex. I inquired what did they do exactly. He answered nonchalantly in the darkness of the room that they pleasured each other.

Let's do the same, I said to him and closed the door.

After we made love, while resting with our arms wrapped around each other in the dark, I heard Cyndi Lauper singing "Water's Edge" through my Nokia phone. I asked myself if what happened to us was the start of a familiar ritual. Am I going back to the water again?

I woke up with him staring at me in bed. He went home at six in the morning and sent me a take care of yourself text message when I arrived at the office.

I smiled and continued listening to Cyndi's new acoustic album.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Back to you

back to you
it always comes around
back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late

over you
I'm never over
over you
something about you
It's just the way you move
the way you move me


I'm so good at forgetting and I quit every game I've played but forgive me love I can't turn and walk away
back to you it always comes around back to you I walk with your shadow I'm sleeping in my bed with your silhouette

should have smiled in that picture if it's the last that I'll see of you it's the least that you could not do
oh I will leave the light on I'll never give up on you leave the light on for me too

back to me I know that it comes back to me doesn't it scare you your will is not as strong as it used to be
- John Mayer

I arrived at the office Tuesday morning with the staff meeting already going on. My flight from Legaspi arrived on time. Thanks to two cousins, I was able to catch the plane. My hometown is more than a 100 km away from the airport. We rode almost half of the way on a borrowed motorcycle, without sleep and straight from the benefit dance in the town plaza.

I had one sexual encounter with a service crew on Saturday night thanks to Diday who acted as the contact as usual. The boy was good. The remaining time I had, I spent visiting and drinking with friends and former lovers.



There was Sam. It was ten years ago when I let go but his presence and quiet demeanor still has impact on me. His kids were with him most of the time. We shared a few laughs and exchanged numbers and that was it. There is no plan in the future to call or text him.

There was JC. I last saw him in December 2004 when I was too thin for comfort that made him think that maybe I was using MethAmphetamine. He got involved in a big problem and he left for Manila for more than a year. He is bulkier now and still cute. We shared some drinks with his younger brother and friends in their house. His wife was with him. Before the end of the session, he requested permission to sleep.

There was Reagan who wanted to come with me to Manila. I just smiled at him whenever he ask about his desire because I do not love him anymore.

There was Stephen. We watched basketball together at the town's gym on Sunday but in the night, I let another sister took over my task. It's not the proper time yet to pursue him again.

I felt sad when I arrived home last night. I missed my town. My family is there. All three of us brothers were home. Almost all my friends and relatives went home. And there were some new connections to pursue notwithstanding the old ones.

It almost never rained in my hometown during my stay. But Manila caught me off guard with its cold embrace. It's back to reality again.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Love that will never grow old

Go to sleep, may your sweet dreams come true
Just lay back in my arms for one more night
I've this crazy old notion that calls me sometimes
Saying this one's the love of our lives.

Cause I know a love that will never grow old
And I know a love that will never grow old.

When you wake up the world may have changed
But trust in me, I'll never falter or fail
Just the smile in your eyes, it can light up the night,
And your laughter's like wind in my sails.

Lean on me, let our hearts beat in time,
Feel strength from the hands that have held you so long.
Who cares where we go on this rutted old road
In a world that may say that we're wrong.
- Emmylou Harris


I have a hectic weekend coming. I am cramming a lot of activities tonight before I go home to Bicol tomorrow morning. Consider these only for the next 10 hours:

1. Buy salon chemicals
2. Get the trophies for the town fiesta in Robinson's Manila
3. Attend mass for the departed highschool classmate at PGH
4. Meet Jade for a drinking session in my former boss' condo at 6.30p
5. Meet highschool classmates at 9.30p for a get together at Pier One, The Fort
6. Drop by at Alabang to deliver the salon chemicals

Yesterday, Wilma asked me if I am excited that I am going home. I said, I am not really. Gone were the days when I perk up every time there's a chance for me to go home. There is no one to see there aside from my family who will make my trip happy. But then again there is Stephen.

Stephen is attending a wedding of his wife's cousin. We might see each other there as we usually did during vacation time. I'm not expecting anything to happen. Well, I waited for a long time didn't I?

Now it can be told. I chose to manage the salon in Alabang 3 and 1/2 years ago to forget Stephen. I was so in love with him prior to 2003. I wanted to get out of that phase which in a way I did.

But, it is back to square one.



Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Another one bites the dust



Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust Hey, Im gonna get you too Another one bites the dust How do you think Im going to get along, Without you, when youre gone You took me for everything that I had, And kicked me out on my own...
- Queen

As I chat with Paige about the entire Stephen episode, my brother sent me an sms to tell me that a female classmate of mine in elementary school has died of cancer in Germany. I have known her since my preschool days. We used to play the entire gamut of Philippine traditional games from hide and seek to patintero to bahay-bahayan. I am even one of the godfathers of her love child.

God, I am old. My generation is being tapped on the shoulder one by one. Two of my male close friends had succumbed to different illnesses in 1999. We were of the same age and I will never see them again. They just live in my memory now without getting old. I should indeed live each day as if it will be my last but at the same time I am praying that God will grant me a longer and happier life. There are more fun and relevant things to experience and write about.

I'll be in Bicol this weekend for my town's fiesta. I am sure there will be a lot of opportunities for sex there as it was last year. But I am thinking of holding back because as of today, that episode with Stephen cannot be topped. Unless, well, I should fall in love again.


Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Hello

hello i'm your mind giving you someone to talk to

hello

if i smile and don't believe
soon i know i'll wake from this dream
don't try to fix me i'm not broken
hello i'm the lie living for you so you can hide
don't cry

suddenly i know i'm not sleeping
hello i'm still here
all that's left of yesterday

- Evanescence

As you know by now, my best friend, Wilma, is in love with Ronald/Onad (also known as Breaker) who used to work in a lumber shop near the Salon. Earlier this week, as I bask in the joy of a fulfilled desire, Wilma found out that Onad’s girlfriend, Judith, is supposedly pregnant. Here is their story as told by Wilma’s emails to me.

1. July 17, 9:02 AM

im trying to reconcile ronald & the girl until i found out shes pregnant.. di paraw nya kaya maging ama.. takot ang baby ko.. what do you think i should do? forget everything?

2. July 17, 11:00 AM

sinunod naman nila ako sa advice ko so mag uusap sila mamayang gabi paglabas ni judith sa trabaho..ronald confided to me na talagang di nya mahal ang girl- even the girl told me na winiwithdraw nila pero sabi ko nga di naman safe yun.. so bahala sila kung ano ang dapat nilang maging desisyon . at least napapayag ko si ronald na makipagusap at di nya pwedeng takasan obligasyon nya though i told him huwag syang magpakasal kung di nya mahal..

since maysakit c breaker ngayun-- pinapunta ko nalang c judith sa canlubang para maasikaso nya at maibili ng gamot kasi walang pera yun.

ako naman nag decide na to just wait and see what will be the next thing to happen..ang gusto ko lang sa ngayon gumaling na sya para di ako masyadong nag iisip sa kalagayn nya.

thnks

3. July 18, 7:33 PM

Ok na sila. good for them. but not for me & judith:heres our text goes:

------

Judith: Ok na kami. pupunta ako don mamaya.Thanks ha?

Wilma: ok. mabuti naman. bilhan mo nalang ng gamot para gumaling agad. kasi balak nya isanla cell, e ayaw ko

kasi mahirap pag walang communication.

Judith: Communication nyo?

Wilma: Bakit, ayaw mo na na magtxt kami ni ronald, pls be honest.

Judith: May magagawa ba ako kahit ayaw ko e close kau.

Wilma: That means ayaw mo.

Judith: Yes.

Wilma: Ok

-----

Wilma: Ronald, ibalik mo sa akin ang cellphone sa saturday, ayaw ni judith na nagttxt pa tau.

Ronald: Wala syang pakialam sa atin. Akin na lang to wil... pls.

Wilma: Ayaw kong mag away kau dahil sa akin o sa cell na yan, ibalik mo nalang.

Ronald: Wil naman pls.. nagseselos ka na namn yata, di ba nagusap na tau.

Wilma: Ok, sau pa yan hanggat tau pa, pag di na tau pwede babawiin ko yan sa ayaw mot sa gusto, ok?

Ronald: Cge, kaw bahala..

-----

judith: Cnabi ko ba na ayaw kong magtxt kau? di ganun ang txt ko.

Wilma: (No reply)

Judith: Bat di u nagrereply? Magkatxt kau?

Wilma: Yes. Sabi ko sa kanya maghiwalay na kayo tutal di k naman buntis, kung hindi babawiin ko ang cell nya. Bye.

Judith: ( No reply)

---sayang kasi ng cellphone..di ba?



Monday, July 17, 2006

Friend of mine

I’ve known you for so long You are a friend of mine But is this all we’d ever be? I’ve loved you ever since You are a friend of mine And babe is this all we ever could be? You tell me things I’ve never known I shown you love you’ve never shown But then again, when you cry I’m always at your side You tell me ’bout the love you’ve had I listen very eagerly But deep inside you’ll never see This feeling of emptiness It makes me feel sad But then again I’m glad...
- Lea Salonga


The friend and batchmate of mine who I mentioned in a previous column died yesterday at 8:57 in the morning. Wan was the one who sent me a message about it. Misyu added this prayer in his message, "Dear Lord, comfort those who are left behind." He asked further about what will the future be for those left behind. Is our toiling and waiting worth it?

I was saddened by what happened because she was a close friend in high school. She had this smile who can win over almost anyone. Even if after high school we haven't found time to continue our friendship, I am going to miss her.

The text by Wan was followed by Wilma's. Earlier yesterday, I sent a message to Wilma saying I had sex with a very dear and beloved but married friend of mine, Stephen, who I have been in love with since the late 90s. Wilma's message said that perhaps I could die now; now that the dream/desire of being with him was finally fulfilled.

I laughed at his message and I said to myself, not yet.

The death of my batchmate and the sex I had near dawn Sunday with my Stephen, proved a point that life is short but as long as one is alive, hoping for a dream or a desire to come true, is worth for life to be lived and enjoyed.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Talk

Take a picture of Something that you're not sure of Bring it back to show me But I don't know what I see In the future, find a home Getting nowhere on your own Got to find your missing piece

Coz you don't know where you're going but you wanna talk
You feel like you're going where you've been before And nothing's really making any sense at all You tell any one who'll listen that you feel ignored Lets talk Lets taaaalk Do you wanna talk?
- Coldplay

With apologies and appreciation to Paige, I have been sharing our conversations here over gmail. I don't have much to share these days except that last night, Wilma visited the shoppe and we had a drink as usual over boys. He was missing Onad and seemed spatial as always. Nikki's boy last Sunday was there too. His name is James. He is chubby and kind of cute. He converses well and is respectful. I just hope he is telling the truth that he is single.

Does it matter?

(Please find below the transcript of my chat with Paige this morning.)

-o-
10:52 AM me:
andun si wilma kagabi nag nomo
yung booking ni nikki bumalik at nakinomo rin
10:53 AM kaso wala ako sa mood at ayokong maging ahas
Paige ay ganon?? iyong medyo majubis?
me: kahit feel ko si james taba na yun
Paige: ahas? baket ka magiging ahas?
me: yesss
kasi kay nikki sya di ba
Paige: ahh james pala name nun...hayan mo, mapapasa atin din siya
me: pero parang gusto ko syang ka relasyon mukhang mabait at matino
10:54 AM hehehe
Paige: may exclusivity clause pala mga booking natin...kalowka
me: kasama nya yung barkada nyang kalbo nilalandi ni joan
pero parang si wilma ang feel
walang exclusivity clause
Paige: josko...nasa guhit nga ng palad mo ang mapunta sa mga may asawa
me: ano lang respetuhan hehehe
wala daw syang asawa tsika lang niya kay nikki
10:55 AM Paige: may asawa't anak na si james
ganon?
wow mga lalaki talaga..walang nagsasabi nang totoo
10:56 AM me: korek
i did ask him di naman daw
Paige: ayshosko..kakalowka
me: eh sabi ko sana okay lang na may asawa sya
10:57 AM Paige: LOL
ang gusto ko iyong kalbo
10:58 AM me: gusto sana nung kalbo makipag sex sinabi kay wilma
kaya lang ang wilma in love kaya umayaw
feel lang ni wilma makipag do sa mahal nya
Paige: ay potah
me: gaga sya
Paige: dapat kay wilma i-beatify na
10:59 AM at nang luhuran nating lahat
me: korak
may pagka martir sya
Paige: so sino mga guests mo bukas?
11:01 AM me: bona french wilma and you
party na naman ito!
Paige: ayyy ano ito, pageant ang labas?
may the best gurl win ang labanan?
11:03 AM me: mas maganda kung may reservations
11:04 AM Paige: papano iyon
me: eh di reserve mo na kung sino booking mo :)
11:05 AM Paige: ay ganon??? e pano kung wala si derek?
e pano kung wala si kalbo?
e pano kung si joan lang at si jaja ang nandun?
kalowka
me: LOL
11:06 AM andun si bodjie at ang cute na service ko the other night
si emerson?
andun sya kagabi bangenge
11:07 AM Paige: kala ko ba di na puwede don si emerson
yoko si bodjie..para ko na ring kinain si ursula non
11:09 AM teka, may gmail invites ka ba?
11:10 AM me: what do you mean?
11:11 AM Paige: diba may invites na binibigay ang gmail na puwede mong ibigay sa mga friends mong wala pang gmail?

6 minutes
11:17 AM me: yes
kaso di ko maopen pop out ko
11:18 AM Paige: so ano sked mo bukas?
darating nga ba daw si derek ever?
11:20 AM me: di pa sure kung andun si derek. ive to confirm that with joan
sched ko:
meeting work related 10 am
ang ladlad special projects comm meeting 1 pm
ang ladlad gen assembly 2-4 pm
alabang 5.30 pm party!!!!
11:21 AM perso baka may overtime pa kami sa work kaya tentative muna ang mga yan
Paige: daanan mo ako makati on your way home
11:22 AM me: text text


Monday, July 10, 2006

Tear in your hand


... Maybe I ain't used to maybes
Smashing in a cold room
Cutting my hands up every time I touch you
Maybe maybe it's time to wave goodbye now
Time to wave goodbye now
Caught a ride with the moon
I know I know you well
Better than I
Used to haze all clouded up
My mind in the daze of why it could've never been So you say and I say
You know you're full of wish
And your "baby baby baby babies"
I tell you there're pieces of me you've never seen
Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen

All the world is all I am
The black of the blackest ocean
And the tear in your hand
All the world is dangin'...
Dangling'...Danglin' for me darlin'
You don't know the power that you have
With that tear in your hand
Tear in you hand
With that tear in you hand
- Tori Amos

"No day but today," from the musical Rent was one of the songs, along with "Narda" and "Jopay" that filled my head the past weekend. It reminded me of a gathering of high school friends almost two years ago. It was to celebrate the past and be wary of the future. The main purpose of the dinner was to cheer up one of our dear batchmates who was diagnosed years earlier of breast cancer. I remember that we talked a lot about other things, skirting the issue of her being ill, before someone finally had the courage to ask, "How are you coping?"

The meeting was brought back at the center again because of the news that our dear batchmate is not doing good and has been admitted to a hospital down south. It hit me that life is indeed so fleeting as I pray that she'll be able to hold on to life longer than expected just as I seem to hold on to a past that should have been buried weeks ago.

Amid the fun that I was having from Thursday night till last night as my lips tasted bottles and glasses of alcohol and lips, teats, and cocks, with Harold the Kid and his gang, and boyfriend material SM and his friend Allen, and the ever reliable Weng, Edwin, and Robert, and the rest of the boys of Alabang including tricycle drivers, videoke attendants and construction workers, high school kids and out of school youths, a single text message Sunday morning as I was waking up shattered the peace. "Miz u," said the ex.

All my friends that were able to know about the message including Wilma, who was at the Salon Saturday night with his boyfriend, and Paige, who was there with Nikki last night to taste Alabang again, said enough and stopped me from texting back. But when alcohol set in midnight last night, I called his mobile and it kept on ringing.

It was the same night when we put on smiles for our dear batch mate that I met the ex, beginning a very tumultous relationship. I am hoping that my friend survives her fight as I am surviving mine.


Friday, July 07, 2006

Without you

Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.

Without you, the stars roar the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.

- from Rent, the Musical

Last night, I dropped by Paige's apartment in San Antonio Village, Makati. We're planning to travel to Bangkok this November so we have to agree when it is best to fly. But we were unable to decide because we talked about a lot of other things and watched part of the movie version of Rent.

At 10 pm we went to Greenbelt 2. He has a date with a gym buddy who is an Indian expat studying at AIM. While waiting for the date, we conversed again in one of the bars over bottles of light beer.

I left Paige and proceeded to Alabang at 10.30 pm. It was raining but the shop's door was still open. There were two young boys inside watching Magpakaylanman with Joan. I informed Joan through gayspeak that I was not in the mood.

But when the cute boys who were drinking just across the shop beckoned, I succumbed to desire. The two young boys were replaced by a group of ten boys much prettier and older. There were alumni and newbies in the bunch. There was a bidding game that happened and it was Harold, a fair complexioned new kid in the block who won my bid.

It was straight to the comfort room for us while Joan and Jaja, the new gay orphan in the shop, entertained the others. We were through in 15 minutes. The transaction ended and their drinking session continued inside the shop. We joined in the session.

We ended the commotion at 4 am and went to sleep.

For the first time in weeks, I woke up in a different light. Finally, a new beginning?

Please see below the transcript of my chat with Paige this morning when I told him about Harold and my very long Thursday night:

11:21 AM Paige: talaga? inggit ako ever
humanda siya sa linggo
11:22 AM me: dapat lang. hindi akalain yun na gising na gising ako till that time. salamat sa dalawang lights
Paige: sana pala sa iyo na ako sumama
nakain pa clitoris ko
11:24 AM me: yez... tuloy na tuloy na ang ligaya
11:26 AM Paige: so balik si harold sa linggo?
11:27 AM
me: araw araw naman sila andun. medyo malaysia lang sabi ni joan dapat may budget... :)
Paige: ano ang malaysia?
budget means paysung diba?
me: mahal siya
yes budget paysung ever
Paige: how much evr?
me: kaso ang maganda kagabi nag nomo afterwards
11:28 AM Paige: papano?
me: so parang nagpainom lang ako tapos hada na
Paige: jukit muna kayo tapos nomo
me: price range ng mga cutie ay 250 to 800 depende sa performance yabang at value nila sa sarili
Paige: wala bang ganon lang...pa-nomo tapos kung sino libugan e serbisan natin
aypotah
11:29 AM dun na lang sa ako sa dati ko, iyong chupatid ni chubbi
me: mas mahirap yung nomo muna baka magsipaglayasan
yes sa shupatid ni chabi na lang
Paige: ayy oo nga
so shukit muna ever
11:31 AM me: yesss
11:32 AM Paige: papano iyan?
tulad ba nung ginawa natin last time??? nomo-nomo tapos antaying malibugan?
me: yezzz
11:33 AM ganun
actually kagabi may nag ii8ntay dun kaso wala sila sa standard kes
11:34 AM brb lunch ako outside





Tuesday, July 04, 2006

No cheap thrill

I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal.
When will the dealer reveal how he feels?
Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud?
Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud?

I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

I'll match you, I'll bet you, I'll play you,
But it's no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.

- Suzanne Vega


Finally, an almost clear headed day today. The pain caused by an aching molar that has been bothering me the whole weekend is almost gone. I need to find a new dentist. My dentist died last year and I haven't been able to settle for a new one.

Not much has happened during my three day weekend. We had no office yesterday because it was Pasig Day. I was free to roam and even planned of going to Batangas with Juniper but the tooth and the hangover prevented me from doing so. So i just stayed at the salon and sulked.

Last Friday, after my meeting (a despedida since Juniper is going back to the States the week after) the SITC Rasver cast minus Ms D who watched the Bench Fever Show, I proceeded to Alabang to meet Ursula. Ursula, who just survived the ash fall of Mt. Bulusan complained how unprofessional and unbalanced was ABS-CBN coverage of the eruptions. He also vented his take on his congressman who has not done any solid project with his constituents because of his preference to hug the limelights in stressing that PGMA steps down. Oh well, that is politics. But it doesn't mean that changing the constitution will make our situation better also. It is poverty that is causing all the stupidity.

I agreed with Ursula when he said that the emerging party list, Ang Ladlad, should not meddle in politics. Let us all be neutral and concentrate mainly on LGBT issues. A lot of our sisters and brothers are also hired by the Government. It is better that we fight our fight first before joining the rest in the issues the opposition is wetting itself in. We however agreed to fight with the Church.

As for sex, none spectacular. Almost mediocre in fact. There was Bodjie of years ago and a wailing service boy from San Pedro. Ursula again pointed out that maybe Joan and I should overhaul the shop, because lately, the boys it attracts are getting uglier and uglier. Pa chaka nang pa chaka in Filipino gayspeak. Well, Joan like them boys CD and/or VCD meaning chaka doll or very chaka doll.

Wilma postponed his transfer to Alabang. He said it will cost him more if he stays there.

Venus Williams was beaten in the Wimbledon. Brazil and Argentina were sent home in the quarterfinals of the FIFA World Cup.

But Pacquiao won. :)