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And That’s the Bottom Line!

Here are some completely innocent statements but my friends’ dirty minds tell them otherwise. Sanay Na One very toxic night, I had been editing political ads on my laptop with my small marketing teammates at our apartment FOR HOURS. My friends Dohna, Dane, and Frances were sitting on the airbed while I was on the stairs facing a chair where the laptop was on. There was just no place in the mattress left so I had to sit on the bottom step of the staircase despite the discomfort. Dohna grew concerned about my situation so she asked, “Yoshke, masakit ba?”…

Words of Wisdom from Dohna Sarmiento

Trinoma, Quezon City. September 2008. I don’t eat beef. Don’t ask why not. I don’t know either. I just don’t. But of course, I know how it tastes like. Last month, I was at FoodEx Trinoma to taste beef for the first time. (It was the first of the three times I ate beef in my life.) Mimay, JT and Dohna were all there to witness the momentous event. Mimay had it recorded. Video uploaded to Facebook. I ordered T-Bone steak. They were all crying “Oh my God” repeatedly in anticipation. Because you know, one day, I’ll be so famous…

How My Friends See Me II: Mastering Vanilla Sex?

What’s wrong with my friends? They’ve been so very imaginative lately; they’re accusing me of things. Things that are, well, pretty amusing. Very recently, they, albeit separately, came up with an interesting theory. More like a guess, actually. ROBIN While malling. A few months ago. Robin: I kinda miss the “bossy” you. Yoshke: Hey, I was never bossy. Robin: You were. You are. It’s just today that you seem to be not that. Yoshke: Must be the weather. Robin: What about the weather? Yoshke: Humid. Makes me feel sleepy. Robin: I bet you’re also bossy in bed. Yoshke: OMG. If…