A TRUE FRIEND'S PLEDGE

Are you tired of all those "sissy-ass" friendship poems that always sound good but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that really speaks of true friendship

1. When you are sad: I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry ass who made you sad!
2. When you are blue: I will dislodge what is choking you!
3. When you smile: I will know you finally got laid!
4. When you are scared: I will rag on you about it every chance i get!
5. When you are worried: I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining!
6. When you are confused: I will use little words!
7. When you are sick: Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have!
8. When you fall: I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass!

This is my oath. I pledge this till the end.

"Why?" you may ask, because you are my friend.

Send this to 10 of your closest friends, then get depresssed because you can only think of 4!

Remember:
A good friend will help you move on.

A really good friend will help you move a body.

Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel!

not bad at all...

okay, so, the meaning of christmas, for a couple of decades now, has always been overshadowed by consumerism and commercialism...

this is the philippines, so, it's worse here. let me tell you why.

when the months start to hit "ber" (which of course starts with september) the filipino malls and most establishments start playing/broadcasting over the PA familiar christmas songs and the not-so-familiar and the "just plain irritating" version of any imaginable christmas song/jingle in such a way that when christmas actually arrives - you don't like hearing them anymore because it will cause you to vomit and turn psycho!

at the same time that these songs start, the christmas commercials also start.

christmas specials in september, october, november and december.

christmas' meaning gets lost in all these.

it's like the gold lost its luster.

however tragic this may seem i am fortunate to have with me my family this christmas.
they have ushered a new version of the meaning of christmas.
they have made me feel how a person should feel in times of giving and loving.
they are the reason why there is a christmas.

yes, christmas for me is nothing but a rest day. yes, i don't like the way christmas is being treated in this country. yes, christmas songs make me puke.

and yes, i am having a very merry christmas because i am loved.

i sincerely wish you the same thing.

stella and I...

my new one...

doesn't even look like me...

lol

leeches...

i'm just pissed off...

there's a lot of those puta madres en mi place de trabajar!!!

mierda!!!

she asked me to contribute...

i said yes..

and, yes, we are friends and we have met a couple of times...

madz's not so great idea...

welcome to the beginning of the end...

anyway, madz asked me to be a contributor of her blog and naturally i felt honored, flattered and confused because the first thing that went inside my mind was "how the hell do we do that?"

and naturally (again), i asked her in all honesty... "how (expletive deleted coz she's a lady) do we do that?"....

a communication in our yahoo IM 's happened and to make the short story shorter...

here i am!open, raw and, well, slightly evil.welcome to the beginning of the end.

oh, and, let the show begin!


http://madzrhyz.blogspot.com/

le fate ignoranti

for

the seven years we spent together, for the part of you i miss, that

part i'll never have, for everytime you said: "i can't", and for

everytime you said: "i'll come back".





forever waiting, can i call my patience, "love"?

FEEL

come and hold my hand


i wanna contact the living





not sure i understand


this role i've been given...





(robbie williams)

feliz dia de los muertos!!!

this is the altar that i used to place you in...


i used to offer flowers and candle to you...


you used to give me internal peace and joy...


now, would it be too much to pray for your return?

somewhere amongst these tombs you have buried that part of me that keeps on breaking...





waiting for you to give it life again...

right here waiting....

uncomplaining...

patient...

wanting...

longing...

rusted and battered...

but not without life...

be here again...

make me...

your angel again...

pascal

le coeur a ses raisons que la raison connoit pas!

at fruits and foods with students...

andrea and zach...

with the "maya's" from section P...

some of the buotan sections...

(lol)

alyssa milano

"being that we're all animals, you learn in the safari that monogamy is not natural!!!"

still?

it has been long since i last saw you.

you still have that gorgeous long black straight hair that i loved so much about...

still have that lovely angelic face that i went so crazy about...

still have that knock-out smile that sent shivers through my spine...

still have that killer body that i used to worship as my temple...

i looked at you for a long time...

then i got bored and thought of someone else instead.


it's funny how time changes a person.

you might still be that same lovable person...

but i'm not the same loving person anymore...

i have changed like you've always wanted me to!

thank you.

now, i'm better!

7th annual Chancellor's Cup Bowling Tournament

real men aren't afraid to wear pink.... (they are only afraid of their wives!)

job shift!

i've been thinking a lot lately about changing jobs/work....

but in the interest of NOT BEING ARRESTED, you just have to email me your questions...

new motto

THE ROMANS DID NOT CONQUER THE WORLD BY ATTENDING BOARD MEETINGS - THE KILL THOSE WHO OPPOSE THEM!

ENOUGH

i am nothing special. of this i am sure.
i am a common man with common thoughts.
i've lived a common life.
there are no monuments dedicated to me.
and my name will soon be forgotten.
but i've loved another with all my heart and soul.
and for me, this has always been enough!

people from work!

c'est moi!

"most people would rather be a sheep and have company, than stand out on their own with antlers on!"

tori amos

Malena

"... i peddaled faster as if escaping from longing, from innocence, from love.
many years have passed and i have loved many women.

when they were holding me in their arms, they asked if i will remember them, and i said: "i will always remember you!"

but the only one i have never forgotten was the one who didn't ask..."

FAMOUS ALCOHOLIC QUOTES

DISCLAIMER: KIDS, DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME!


"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink I feel shamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes and dreams If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this wine and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver." - Jack Handy

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra and panties.

"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day." - Frank Sinatra

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.

"Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza." - Dave Barry

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them

To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a Support Group. Salvation in a can! - Dave Howell

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers. One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm.
Here's how it went:

"Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."

here's lookin at you kid!

dreamboy (i wish!)

journal entry

saturday. 3:30 am.

no friends.
no bar scene.
no alcohol.

alone in the dark.

awake.
can't sleep.

still waiting
and hoping
that father time
will heal
that part of me
that keeps on
breaking...

with the cool padre and brother from tabor hills... lunch time pics in binaliw...

lunch with one of the coolest priests in the world... good luck padre (the one in a black and white polo and glasses) on your missionary work...

on the way to agpasan for our show... before the jeepers-bloopers event...

immersion 05 with level III - E (binaliw staff house)

deep sleep... BLISS!

nothing... just nothing better to do...

trying to appear as if i'm stopping the car with my own strength... as if... (told you i've nothing better to do...)

in mabolo outside the house... still with nothing to do...

in mabolo doing nothing on a weekend...

hello? hello?

i watch you move so gracefully towards me...

your beauty outshining everything on the street...

body full of warmth...

your hair flowing gently with the breeze...

you walk past me...

and i caught a glimpse of your eyes...

they are distant and cold...

they tell me i do not exist...

i am nothing!

assurance...

went to the ICU of a hospital a while ago.

i saw people hanging to a very thin thread, fighting for dear life.

you can feel their determination even when they are not moving or waking...

the doctors and nurses attending to their every need gives them the love and compassion they need in such a time....

they are hooked to monitors and various machines telling them that their cause is not lost...

they are still in the world of the living...

and i look at myself...

i am not connected to anything signifying that i contain life...

i don't have doctors and nurses making me feel warmth...

so, really, what's my assurance that i'm still alive?

letter

It’s never easy giving a letter a start after the end of a relationship. But I have come to a point where everything in my life is divided into only two parts – before and after you. And I have to at least, in some way, let you know that, if only in baring my pain to you help me sustain my grip on reality in this indifferent world. Before us, I’ve always thought that for whatever it is, if it was given an end, it is terminated, done with, and never to be dealt with again. Then I realized, you were the beginning of a lot of the best things that ever happened to me. You were a catalyst for some of the major changes that I have so gladly embraced. Changes that for the years to come would serve as the defining characteristics of my being. And it’s never easy to part with someone I have not only come to regard as someone being with me, but also, someone in me. I know that as far as you are concerned, to you, I’m just one of those characters in the after in the before and after scenes that pass by your life. I know that you probably have not the slightest inkling in thinking of me again. And that you want me to let everything go and just move on. I know you mean well but how can I? While you were the story of my life, you were also a cliffhanger. While you were the fruit orchard that my soul and my dreams walked naked, you were also the iron gate that caught my skin and ripped my body open. And I just couldn’t walk away from a part of me and never look back. It’s true that you were the sweetest torment I have ever ventured upon. But it’s also true that I have never regretted any point in our relationship. I was always looking forward to being with you. I don’t think anyone could ever find regret in having a life. You were my life. If I have never made you feel that, I’m sorry. You were. If I have made a lousy display of my affection, I apologize. While these all pertain to events in an elapsed time, I have two great concerns in the present. First, is that, I miss you. I do. You were, after all, and still are, an addiction. A breath of fresh air in the polluted and pungent city atmosphere, so to speak. This is true and not just some cheap, outdated “guy modus operandi” to lure you back to something you tried to run away from. Second, is that, I would really want to know what happened. And being imperfect as I am, please tell me where I have gone wrong and what I should have done to be that guy you have always wanted to have but never had while with me. I know I never came close to “the next best thing” that ever happened to you but I think I deserve at least a semi-educated, semi-literate, semi-civilized conversation, if only it were to end a relationship, a life, a we. That, and an explanation at least. You may not anymore want me as I am but at least help me see the faults that I made and make myself better. Give me also an occasion to air myself out to you. Give me at least a chance to hear you say it to me in a nice way. A chance to see your face when you break it to me. Maybe feel what you’re feeling. Maybe see your visions. Maybe be with you again…

bunyag

my baby alfonz aris' bunyag

my godbaby alfonz aris

just like godtatay - a real heartbreaker...

downward spiral...

Down once more
to the dungeon
of my black despair!
Down we plunge
to the prison
of my mind!
Down that path
into darkness
deep as hell!

Why, you ask,
was I bound and chained
in this cold and dismal place?
Not for any
mortal sin, but the
wickedness of
my abhorrent face!

(courtesy of phantom of the opera)

kiat lang gihapon ug mga nawng.

college buds... real friends... forever friends...

college friends... old friends... gold friends...

derek and i... (it's his wedding so i give everyone the

right to say he's cuter - but only for that day!)

another party. my eyes are getting heavy. not obvious, huh?

do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there
I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the autumn rain
When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of birds in flight
I am the stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not thereI do not sleep

daydream

solitude’s heart afire,
loneliness, roam and wander,
singular self in dire
need of company’s laughter.

far away, distant look,
nobody’s around,
no soul abound
in this path I took.

here, i ponder,
i sigh, i wonder,
waiting, arms reaching,
for love – longing.

not dreaming
to be lothario,
not wishing
to be cassanova, too.

all asked for:
the warmth, the pleasures,
the love, the caress,
worth more than treasures.

looking for –
i grope like blind.
hoping, waiting for
that perfect love – i find!

me, in quotes

Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your character is what you really are while your reputation is merely what others think you are.
~ John Wooden

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.
~ Benedict Spinoza

To be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day to make me everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.
~ E. E. Cummings

All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others.
~ George Orwell, Animal Farm

I don't mind straight people as long as they act gay in public.
~ T-shirt worn by Dennis Rodman of the Chicago Bulls during a network-TV interview

big 

for dixie

You have left me. You did not only leave me alone but you left me with the very distinct possibility that I may never ever find someone like you. That you might be able to find someone new and replace me in your life. That I may be stuck in this limbo that I’m currently in and you would do so well in your new world that I may never be able to bring myself to look at you and bring myself to think that you were once my peer, my equal. I’m left. I’m never alone. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not lonely. It would be too melodramatic to break out into odes and sonnets of how you are terribly missed at this early a time, yet it would also be hypocritical to dismiss the thought. Because you really are terribly missed and that’s a fact. You are my friend, my sister. You gave me a fleeting taste of heaven every time I find myself wallowing in the quagmire of my own version of hell. I miss that as much as I needed that. I shudder to think that one day I may never be able to recognize my own reflection in the mirror without your guiding light. You did catalyze a lot of my self-discoveries. You may not know this at a conscious level but you have shown other people themselves – their best, their worst, their basic humanities. And if for no apparent reason, sometimes you feel good and wonderful deep inside, it’s because you are - Good and Wonderful.
That’s why your family and friends saw you off at the airport when you left for the melting pot. That’s why they hugged you and cried before you embarked on another journey. That’s why I couldn’t. I couldn’t see you leave me. I couldn’t cry. I’m not that strong.

tipsy 

a love letter

I love you. Have I ever told you that? Have I ever really told you and made you feel that? I apologize for accomplishing a lousy display of my friendship. I know that you are the one that I’ve always needed and thank god, fated to share a part of my miserable, pathetic life through all eternity. In the course of our friendship, I may not have made you felt special but you are. You just don’t know it. You are. You are one of the exclamation points in my life. Life could never be more wonderful. You complete me. For that I am eternal grateful. It may not have manifested in our daily strife together against these insurmountable odds in life but I am. I feel inadequate when I’m with you but somehow in your own version of charm, you have made me felt so assured of my capabilities as a person as if I’ve been carrying perfection all along and didn’t know it. I know I didn’t but thanks for ushering the path to the unknown. I’ve made discoveries along the way about myself that sums up to a complete zero if not for you. Without you to share things with, some things are just a complete waste of time. There really is nothing so special about looking at a sun disappearing behind the mountains on a near evening setting. These occurrences happen every day. Nothing is so passé as watching it again and again, that is if you have lived long enough like I do (at least that’s how I feel like). But with you, somehow, this average everyday happening becomes the "embracing warmth of twilight mixed with cooling wonder of the enveloping black night". You were there with me. It didn’t matter where we were to view it. You were there. That made the difference and somehow made that infamous place wonderful. Because I was there and so were you. We even took pictures of the sight like as if a glossy paper with colors on it can contain the depth of the love that we have shared, the magic of laughter we have exchanged with each other, the torment and tragedies of the tears we have experienced, the thousand deaths we have lived through for each despair encountered and the hope of our winged hearts for our vision of the morrow. But we took pictures. We unbelievably share the passion for immortalizing the moments we deemed worthy to be called memories. We may not have discovered the full purpose of those pictures but we still have time. I always knew that you will always be there to give meaning to my monotonous existence. I have you and you have me. We have each other. We will so fondly reveal to ourselves its purpose in our own time. And like all things on this universe, it’ll be as special as our other mementos because we will be there sharing it like all the other little things in life which were made big because we are aware of the power we hold in our hearts. Because of you I feel loved, important, and powerful. Your love gives me power. I know I have never thanked you enough. Judging from your overall effect in my life, maybe, no words could suffice all my gratefulness to you. I could never thank you or love you enough. I could only try. And no matter what happens between us, I will never be whole without you and I will always love you. If only for loving you sustain me through the sadistic jokes of reality called living. I love you, my friend. You are my life.

bong, mommy zaida, me & gabe outside enjoying the festive new year air... 

NOW SHOWING: ANG MGA BABAE SA BUHAY NI DICK!  

family new year foto... couldn't get any better than this.. 

gabe and derek - the best of both worlds... (then again, that's still open for argument... i might be a little biased towards my brothers) 

family new year... happiness... 

unadulterated beauty. my baby andrea...