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Top 10 Worst Things to Say During Sex
Darna 2005 and Darna 2009 without their costumes and showing their kili-kili. Angel Locsin vs Marian Rivera! Game on!
They’re both hot, aright? But uhm yeah, someone is hotter than the other.
images courtesy of Folded and Hung, and Jag.
special thanks to Shy Guy for the title. haha
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I moved in to a condo unit along EDSA with Shy Guy, Andre, and other friends last Sunday. It was the most intense pseudo-work out I had in years. Transporting appliances and pieces of furniture was so beyond my masculine capacity.
But of course, after everything was set up and decorated, the satisfaction that I got from being in a lovely home a stone’s throw from my office was immeasurable. The view isn’t bad, either. To our left was Ortigas skyline and to our right, Pioneer Street with The Fort in the background.
However, it wasn’t perfect. So not.
For one, the condominium building is along EDSA and our unit is directly facing the violent (and insufferably noisy) tremors of the metropolis. I did not expect EDSA was producing 10 million decibels. Last night was our second night and we still had not gotten any decent sleep.
Every time an ambulance went speeding through the highway, we would wake up. I even wished, “Come on, just let the damn patient die and let us sleep.”
Every time a bus driver hit his horn, we would be sucked out of dreamland and my rage against city buses was multiplied by the number of times they break road rules.
We’d love to close the windows but using the air-conditioner is gonna hurt our pockets. Darn. We better find a way to sleep sound.
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The night we moved in, after a series of heavy lifting, we had a pig-out session, food courtesy of Andre. I had more than my share. Later that night, Shy Guy was giving me a massage. He started giving my upper back hard pushes. Finally, he worked on my lower back really hard and I farted just like that.
Nabigla ako eh. Sorry naman.
We ended up laughing, talking about farting for the rest of the night.
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Una sa lahat, gusto ko lang isingit na ang hot ni Dennis Trillo sa mga Soda Man pictures nya.
Yun lang. Haha. Hindi sya related sa entry na ‘to. Pero gusto ko lang i-post. Bakit ba?
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One of the most irritating things in life has to be waking up early so you could come to work on time but you get stuck at some MRT station because the platforms can’t contain passengers anymore, and the train stops even in between stations because the train ahead is also stuck, and you stand beside a guy who keeps chewing — oh no, not just chewing — popping* his gum!
And surprise, surprise, you’re an hour late. Pfffft.
Mantra for the day: Life is good, life is good.
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But it’s not just this morning. The entire week has not been kind to me, either.
The restroom kept calling me! For four days, my tummy had been tormenting me, urging me to let go of the nasty load I was carrying inside me.
Warning: Graphic language and psychological violence.
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Wuhooooo! After a seems-like-forever hiatus, I’m back, blogging.
The hell week is finally over.
I filed a week-long leave of absence for the Foreign Service Oral Examinations. It was tough, intense, and mind-blowing. Very. Waaaaah, I really hope I could make it.
One of the questions they asked me was, “Who’s your favorite Hollywood director?”
And I just stared at them for 10 seconds. I was beyond nervous. I didn’t know what to say. I don’t even have a fave Hollywood director. Wong Kar Wai and Francois Truffaut, yes, but they’re so not Hollywood.
The first name that came to my mind was David Fincher but I was worried they would think my choice was too violent. And then Steven Spielberg, and I thought they would think I was too juvenile.
And so I said, “Stephen Daldry.”
Poor me. Can’t even think of a much more famous director. But come to think of it, he really is my favorite right now. “The Hours” remains my all-time fave film, after all. And I really liked “The Reader.”
Another question they asked me: “Brilliante Mendoza has just won Best Director at Cannes Film Festival for his film about a young cop who raped and killed a woman and chopped her to pieces. What can you say about this?”
My answer? Hmm… I think I’ll just keep it to myself. Ehehe. My opinion is not very pretty.
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Of course, days before the Exams, I was brushing up on my International Affairs. Was at Gloria Jeans Coffee in Tomas Morato/Timog a number of times. (Free Wi-Fi!)
On Monday, we saw Kim Chiu and Gerald Anderson. Yum Yum. Haha.
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Last Tuesday, we finally found a new home! So later this month, my friends and I will be moving to GA Tower along EDSA, a stone’s throw from my workplace.
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Yesterday was our Barrio Fiesta in Lemery, Batangas. Perfect, perfect. After a gruelling, almost suicide-inducing Foreign Service Exams, it was time to PIG OUT!
I love fiestas. Basically because I love to eat.
Kudos to the Spaniards for injecting the fiesta tradition to our culture. Ahahaha.
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So right now, I’m back in the violently jolting metropolis. Work’s piled up. So I gotta split now.
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image courtesy of veer.com
Like Santa Claus.
Like the jobs GMA claims her government has created.
Like GMA7 being the number 1 network in the country!
It’s a lie! Summer is a figment of our imagination.
Like Christmas and Valentine’s, used by the media and the capitalists to squeeze money out of us. It’s a lie! I didn’t even feel it. I wasn’t able to hit the beach and it’s raining already. Gaaaaaaaaah.
Mother Nature is being too vengeful. Boo. Haha.
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Yikes, sorry it took me so long to update this blog. (cue: Emma Bunton – What Took You So Long?) Haha.
I’ve been extremely busy. Trust me when I say “extremely.” Gaaaah. I’m one pinch away from having a nervous breakdown. I’m this close — THIS close.
The longest week everrrrr. Darn.
April is not my month. Sooo not my month.
And now, I shall sleep.
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Whenever my friends gave me a call in wee hours of the night, crying because they were madly missing their boyfriends or girlfriends, I secretly laughed at them. I just thought it was silly to weep just because they were not with the person they longed for. Sure, I missed people badly before. But not so badly it could push me to tears.
I thought they were exaggerating. And for that, I wanted to slap them. Really hard.
I’m not supposed to write this entry because it’s Sunday and I don’t usually post on a Sunday. But heck, I’ve done everything — EVERYTHING — for diversion. Nothing worked. Yesterday, I was missing someone terribly. I only stopped crying when I heard his voice on the phone.
The funny thing was that the last time we saw each other was just that morning. When I woke up in his arms.
I had woken to his smile many mornings before. But it was my first time to rouse first and watch him sleep. His arms, around me. His lips, on my forehead. His breath, fluxing with mine. It was the happiest morning of my life.
Silly, I know. Slap me.
PS. Sorry, the previous post was meant to be read only by Shy Guy.
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Thanks A (Andre) for:
Your culinary powers for my birthday office lunch mini-party.
Planning the surprise choco mallows midnight party. (And everyone else inv0lved.)
Thanks B for the:
Overnight stay in Tagaytay.
Ridiculously overpriced dinner on the cliff.
Long walks and conversations.
Bed and breakfast.
Picnic Grove camwhoring.
Waaah, A and B… Despite the work and family shit goin’ on around me, I still had the best birthday ever. Thank you for that. I don’t know what good I did to deserve you two. I love you both.
And many thanks to everyone who greeted me. 
I’m 23. Now what?
*with apologies to Ricky Lee
**image courtesy of malimor.com
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Status: Terrified.
Music: Terrified | Kara DioGuardi feat Jason Reeves
And I-I-I’m in love (I’m in love)
And I-I-I’m terrified…
I only said it ’cause I mean it
I only mean ’cause it’s true…
I think it’s a good time for those who voted for the ban against gay marriage to sit and reflect and anticipate their great shame and their shame in their grandchildren’s eyes if they continue that support. We’ve got to have equal rights for everyone.“ –Sean Penn
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On May 31, 1985, tragedy struck when 41 tornadoes hit Canada and the US, leaving 76 people dead. At the same time, a doomed couple in the Philippines were having the best orgasms of their lives. Nine months (280 days) later, a healthy baby boy was brought into this world by normal delivery. That was exactly a week before Microsoft had its initial public offering.
Today, Yoshke Dimen resides independently in Mandaluyong City. He got a degree in Film from a university in Diliman but is now pursuing a career in Social Media.
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