Tagged Vanities

Resentment Grows Heavier

When I was in college, every time I stepped on the weighing scale, I’d pray, “Dear God, sana tumaba-taba naman ako kahit konti.” Now, every time I do that I say, “OH GOD, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!?!” Dang it!  #MustLoseWeight

This is the Part Where I Publish Some of Your Letters

I’ve been very unhappy lately. (But don’t worry Shy Guy fans, it’s not lovelife-related, hehe. That aspect of my life is perfect.) One of the reasons is that my sister was diagnosed with a certain growth in her liver. I’m reminded of the time my dad experienced the same thing until his liver finally took a toll on him. And then, I’m facing a bunch of other problems. I don’t know. It’s that part of the year again when everything seems to be not going the way I want ’em to. And whenever I feel down, there’s only one thing…

Yoshke, The Dreamer

One of the first books I received was a children’s bible. It was small, red, and a little too thin for a bible. Of course, as a kid the first thing I did upon receiving it was scan it and see the pictures. On every page was an image and a short story. My uber-Catholic parents and siblings used to read me biblical stories to sleep. (Oh yes, I grew up in a so very Catholic environment and look how I turned out, haha, agnostic, gay and reckless). Thus, I recognized some of those stories instantly — Adam and Eve,…

The Jologs Factor

I remember this one time I was having a few rounds of beer with my friends Jon and Marck somewhere in Metrowalk when the conversation suddenly made a sharp curve onto “Jologs Avenue.” I was shocked but delighted to learn that they had a jologs side, too. And it made me wonder if my friend Icang was right when she said, “we all have the Jologs factor.” I am a hodgepodge. My personality is a mixture of a wide variety of traits and tastes. For example, my taste in music. I appreciate pretty much anything. As in anything. One time,…

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…

Hada and Other Confusions: Batangan Tagalog

“Hahada laang.” This was what I told my new housemates in UP Diliman when they asked me where I was going. They laughed their guts out. I didn’t know why. But I laughed with them. Pretended I was getting the joke I didn’t even realize I cracked. I added, “Bakit? Gusto nyo sumama?” And they…

How My Friends See Me: Twisted Impressions

Last week at the apartment… Glenn: Do you have a copy of the first three seasons of House? Yoshke: The first two are with Dohna. You’re addicted, aren’t ye? Glenn: Yeah. (He paused a bit and then continued talking.) Every time I see Dr. House, I am reminded of you. No offence meant. Yoshke: None taken. Haha. May I know why? Glenn: You’re both sarcastic. Yoshke: Damn, I thought you’d say we’re both brilliant. Hahaha. Laughter. Silence. Yoshke: But, you know, it takes wit to be sarcastic. So I’ll take that. Haha. … Last year in Robin’s car, on the…