boat, booze and barf!
last sunday, 40+ of the United Colors of Benetton friends and friends-of-friends went out on a boat cruise along Chao Phraya--the River of Kings--in Bangkok.
it was fun-tastic!
the 35 degree midday was soaking me in sweat (while the others, enviably, were just chilling out--how did they do that?!) almost 90% of the time.
but that did not stop me from having fun.
i spun the music (yeah, baby, loved my club selection), and snapped the lenses all throughout the cruise.
booze, booze, booze...
everyone was having beer and cocktail every 7 minutes (actually beat our predicted one every 10!).
fortunately,no one barfed hahahaha, not even Tom who was, I think the most drunk that day (see picture above, while he was goofing around with Gus).
the 5-hour cruise did not stop in Khao San Road, not just yet.
four of us--Frank, Gus and Lindsay, saw each other at Bed in Sukhumvit for more more more booze!
we literally drank for 14 hours straight!
beat that.
but don't barf, eh?
are you gago or tanga?
(my good friend paolo sent me this. you'll like it. kaya, im calling the sangkabadingan of the gay republic of the philippines, unite and read this!)
(i know that picture above has nothing to do with this entry, but who cares? this is MY blog. hahaha. i want to channel kate moss, who has just been the face of fashion of recent in london... lovely!)
(and now, our feature presentation...indulge...)
GAGO O TANGA? ALIN KA DITO?
Nakakatuwa naman ang mga nangyayari sa paligid. Magcha-chat ka.... maghahanap ng picture, ng web cam at kung anu ano pa. May mga magtatanong sayo ng mga bagay na hindi mo inaasahan, gaya ng age, sex, location, top, bottom, size ng titi, marunong ba tsumupa o hindi at kung anu-ano pa. Then hihingi ka naman ng picture niya. Siyempre kung pangit hindi ka na magrereply.... hindi mo na kakausapin...... bigla ka na lang mag lolog out. At kung cute naman siyempre.... kukunin mo yung cell number.... landline.... friendster....kung mayaman ba siya o hindi.... gaano kalaki ang pera mo sa International Bank and bank of America at sa Swiss bank.... (para may mapagkaperahan ka)..... pangalan... address.... iba pang web pics.... paboritong pagkain... color.... height.... weight..... at suking tindahan. Tapos, sasabihin mo kapag nag-uusap na kayo, hindi ka naman sa physical tumitingin.... kundi sa kalooban.. AHAHHAHAHAH……… HAAAAAAAALLLLEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR
Okay ka lang!?!?!?!? kung sa tingin mo ba kamukha ni Quasimodo o ni Rene Requiestas yang ka chat mo eh makikipag eb ka pa o kukunin mo yung cell number niya para i-text at tawagan siya.. Gagastos ka ba ng mahigit 30 pesos kada araw sa pag loload o bibili ka na lang ng suncell para matawagan din siya kung suncell nga sya....
Alam mo, sa tingin ko hindi mo yun gagawin. Ewan ko ba bakit marami pa ring tao ang nabubuhay sa litid ng pagnanasa na maari naman magparaos sa pamamagitan ni mariang palad na may halo sa konting imahinasyon.
Heto ka naman, lalapitan mo siya (yung cute ha hindi yung pangit) sasabihin mo, alam mo ang gaan ng loob ko sayo......... hmmmm pwede ba kitang maging baby... boyfriend.... lover.... maging tayo...... boo... honey...... papa.... jowa... papu... nanay… pangdisplay..... alila... bangko... sponsor o financer…. tatay ...ingkong..... parausan... at kung anu ano pa.
At kung nakuha mo na siya… sa una ay aalagaan…. Hanggang sa paparausan….. hanggang sa pandidisplay…. Hanggang sa mag-sawa… then go back to start sa pambibiktima at pambobola. Ano ba talaga ang hanap natin sa buhay? Aminin man natrin o hindi maraming tao na ganito ang naglipana sa paligid. Pagtapos maging akin ay kanya. Pagkatpos maging iyo ay akin. Saan ba talaga? ano ba talaga? paano ba talaga?
No wonder, kung halos walang naniniwala na magtatagal ang relasyon ng mga bisexuals, gays, at lesbians. Hindi ko naman nilalahat.. sabi ko lang naman halos eh. Wag kang magagalit ha.
Pero isipin mo.... pagkatapos nun, maaaring isa sa inyo ang umiyak... dahil sa pinaasa mo siya at pinaniwala. Isang buhay ang nasira kasi ang inakala niya ay totoo ka sa kanya. Isang nilalang na naman ang tinulak mong maging gaya mo... magrerebelde at gagawin din sa iba ang ginawa mo... hanggang sa paulit ulit na itong mangyayari para sa mga susunod pang mga silahista, bakla, at lesbianang maipapanganak sa mundo. Then sasabihin mo sa bandang huli na naghahanap ka ng seryoso? Na alam mong may sumeryoso sayo dati na hindi mo sineryoso dahil yung sineryoso mo noon ay hindi ka naman sineryoso. O kaya naman sadya ka lang talagang malibog na kulang na lang lahat ng silahista ay lagyan mo ng check sa kanang balikat para malaman mo kung dumaan na siya sayo o hindi pa.
Ewan ko ba kahit ako naguguluhan sa mga nangyayari. Aaminin ko minsan sa buhay ko ay ganito rin ang naiisip ko. Isa lang ang nasisiguro ko.... tapos na ako sa mga ganitong kalokohan. Sa maniwala ka man o hindi. Kahit papaano maghahanap at maghahanap ka rin ng pangmatagalan.
Ewan ko ba kung sadyang gago lang ang ilan sa atin dahil sa walang sawang pagdilig sa mga bagong binhing naglilitawan o sadyang tanga lang dahil hindi na natin nakikita kung sino ba talaga ang dapat nating minahal at hindi na pinakawalan pa.
Hanggang kailan ka ganyan? Gago lang ba talaga tayo kasi malibog O tanga kasi hindi natin alam ang ating ginagawa? Hindi naman kaya gago ka kasi sinabi mong mayaman ka? O kaya naman nagawa ka niyang tanga dahil heto ka at nagpapagamit. Baka naman gago ka lang kasi tanga ka.... o talagang tanga ka kaya naman nagagago ka. Ang gago mo kasi tanga ka. Ang tanga mo kasi nagpapagago ka sa mga kapwa mo tanga at gago.
Sa totoo lang nagpapaalipin ka sa sarili mong katangahan at kagaguhan. Naghahanap ka ng meron ka dati na ngayon ay wala na. Hirap maging tanga sa gagong mundo. At mahirap mabuhay na gago sa tangang mundo. Hay naku ang daming gago at tanga.
Madaming may mga mata ngunit kakaunti lang ang nakakakita. Madaming may nakikita pero madaming bulag dahil sa nakikita..... maraming may tainga pero alang marinig.... madaming nakakapagsalita pero isa ka sa mga nanahimik .... buti pa ang bulag......... hindi gago at hindi tanga sa nakikita.......... buti pa ang bingi hindi bingi sa mga bagay na dapat maintindihan at marinig......... malakas ang loob ng mga pipi kasi nasasabi nila na hindi sila gago at tanga..........
Sino ba talaga ang tunay na gago at tanga? Hala ka baka naman gago ka na nga, tanga pa. Huwag kang mag-alala hindi ka naman nag-iisa. Maraming katulad mong gago na tanga pa…. o tanga dahil sa gago sila.... o ako ang gago at tanga dahil ako lang ang nakaisip ng mga ganitong bagay.
Sorry ha....... nagawa ko kasi ito dahil madaming Gago at Tanga....
who let the dogs out on v-day?
if you consider yours was a non-extra-ordinary day with a knight in shining whatever, i, myself did not have anybody i can call a Mc, except for my Mac hehehe. (for grey's anatomy addictuses there, i think i should be talking to you now...)
i went to work, had dinner alone, rested for a while, went to the gym to pump some iron, sweat it out in the steam room (i was half-expecting someone would just come in to join me haha) and checked my emails before hitting the sack.
oh, what a single life could offer...
nothing.
nothing on v-day.
it's fine and it's a breathe.
im not alone doing that anyways... hehehe
...
not quite, not quite
it was a sunday afternoon at the park.
people were just lazily strolling by, vendors abound (though not that close to be captured by my lens), while me and my friends were waiting for the others to arrive and sit in.
it was an afternoon at the park after hours of scouring cheapos in chatuchak weekend market. i had friends from manila come by for a short vacay.
at this time of the year, i should be busy and tight--and when im at this, no one should bug me.
but when they said they were coming, i packed my bags and told my boss im off for a few days--i did not wait for his response, ha ha ha--i guess i deserved a break.
more pictures coming--The Manila Invasion of Gay Bangkok.
ok, gow!
jump around!
i think we did like 275 shots on this night alone... and half the time, we were trying to have that perfect 'jump shot.'
yes, we tried.
tried so hard that we sweat like we have never had before.
the anticipation of a perfect group jump was so high.
so high that we tired ourselves of trying hahaha!
if 360 would only allow me to show you all the 'pull' shots, i will be more than glad to post them, one by one.
if you're interested, just drop me a line, aye?
what's with that?
the arched back.
the pensive eyes.
the bent legs.
the bage.
the uncomfortable armwork.
the trash bin.
the blackened fence.
the eat-me-not lighting.
oh, gross!
enjoy-la! hahaha
it's hers!
look how happy i was to receive a gift from my bestfriend with all the womanly kikay-ness inside a paperbag!
i don't use baby pink and baby blue (baby, whatever) with baby yellow baby-sized flowerette kikay kit, as much as i don't wear ladies' scents and use ladies' so-mild soaps.
but see how happy i looked holding that little bundle of joy (not a baby this time hahaha)!
gift-giving (or exchaging gifts, if that's what you like) is always sooooooo exciting!
... and yes, surprising, too!
the secrets of the ya-ya sisterhood
...and there's the sisters!
jhoie, on the left, who takes care of my smile, and jas, who takes care of my life's balance (hehehe).
we have known each other even before i learned to say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (or whatever!) and even before i started to write my name on a piece of blank A5-sized newsprint paper.
need i say more?
E! for what!
well, that's E for edmir, E for energy, E for elcohol, E for emyas, E for e-ano, E for eklavu, E for everything!
i haven't had the time to introduce you to my E! Family. Meet Rose, Jas, Kaye, Chay, Bais, me and Leo.
the reason why you need to know their names is because you're going to see them everywhere, as in everywhere, in this one-piece-of-stage-of-mine in 360.
just try to guess who's who.
that's all. (a la miranda priestley)
his name is mark.
that's all.
what's your scene?
how i miss watching the sunset...
i have this penchant for sunset photography. i always take pictures of the magnificent orange-y colors that it makes whenever i have the 'moment' and wherever my bored and calloused feet take me.
i pick sunsets because im not a morning person when i'm on holidays, nor do i have the time (everyday, anyday) before going to work. i always rush in the morning. there's not enough time for me to revel on the same magnitude of glamour the sunrise brings.
... and yes, watching the sunset and taking steal-licious photos of it makes me feel so rustic and romantic inside... but watching those guys kick, pass and run for the ball while the sun goes down, makes me feel im being seduced! arrrgh!
teleport me to tranquility
work is crazy.
days are full.
nights are sleepless.
me, tired, worried, eyebagged, sleepish.
oh, can somebody teleport me somewhere tranquil, serene, quiet...
with free food, free hotel, lots of HOT boys, free spa (with the boys aha!)...
please please please...
crazy-lil-party-gay
HA HA HA!
i remember how tiiiiiiiiny aaron carter was singing that song on TV during my MTV heydays... (i rarely watch MTV now because of disney, F TV and my mac... sorry Utt, i'll see you around town, instead hehehe)
this... this picture spells riot, smells of alcohol, spills out pheromones! arrrrrgh!
it was that night in Koh Chang (south of Bangkok) in October last year where all of us (7) went out to have a few drinks. we downed 3 buckets of rum-cola during dinner, and we were asking for more!
there was this bar, Sabai, along the shore, where everyone seems to have fun. the band's great (Filipino band, nothing less) and the place was a punch-worthy swell!
we had a great time. all of us went home drunk.
i got drunk.
but no one picked me up when i tried to pose like a hooker hahaha.
even after i danced that ricky martin bom-bom shaker while my friend was singing enrique's bailamos, no one seemed to do anything but oggle at me, smile and berate me for being so drunk.
ha!
i had a great night!
we had a great night!
cheap charlie's
we lurrrrrrv this place!
it's a place in downtown bangkok (sukhumvit 11) where everyone (and i mean evvvvvvvryone) comes to have a drink or two before heading to the bars of their choice. ours normally is Bed or Santika.
cheap charlie's is a gypsy-inspired al fresco drinkout-session bar, with lots of whathaveyou's from every country in the world--bills, wooden mini-sculpture, posters, cowry shells, everything!
everytime we drop by, we always see familiar faces or meet new friends; and when the clock ticks 11:00, it's time to head out and parteeeee!
nostalgia mania
it's funny i stumbled upon this picture (taken october of 2005) after a big day at work yesterday.
"a lot of friends may come and go, but the best part of it is that they came."
true.
look how teeny weeny i was back then. hair, too mousy, too lousy. jeans, too baggy, too wayback. shirt, too hardtrying, too shabby.
but i thought pink is in, baggy is it, and hair is sweet.
hey, 2005 is a long long long ago!
ef kerz!
jump !
that's the way to start the New Year.
jumpstart everything. challenge yourself. do what it takes. stay human and beautiful. stay with God.
more of what happened about The Christmas Day on our next roll.
