FISH, totally in!!!

hmmm wonder who fish is? well another good movie i've seen last night, entitled "I'm Reed Fish". A very simple movie about a man who is caught under the shadow of his dad who passed away and left him alone to continue his legacy in small town local radio station, where everybody listen and ask for his help or i think the right word is assistance. So his quite popular and his life is one open book that everybody sees.

Sounds dull isnt it, but the twist of the movie is, its a movie with in a movie that tells Reeds life and his struggle to have his own identity and finally, finding his true love.

I'm sure each and every one of us received a comment that we are just like our fathers or mothers, and we, the offspring of this great people, which are our parents, then have to be as whole some as possible or at least be on our best behavior to protect the respect that people gives....

well again, some people may not agree on me with this and some would say that its nothing but a simple crappy movie, but hey, one can only be inspired and moved by a movie if you can reflect on it. ( drama noh...what ever) i liked the movie, i'm not on the same situation but having more than half of my life living in the closet and making all those wonderful things that i wanted passed me by is just .........hugh!!! dont want to think about it....thats life in real....unlike in reel always theres a way to make out of every nasty situation and come out clean.

so, another PPP for all of you..












a promo shot from "Just Legal"



from another geeky role as a clumsy boxing trainee from a powerful movie "million dollar baby"

and by the way Jay Baruchel is cute in a very geeky and nerdy way.... and wait for the close up from the scene where he and his friend went up the roof to watch the stars, isang JUN JUN!!!!!!. :)

matured enough????

hmmmm, been thinking......and thinking...and thinking....till my head ache, i'm not accustom in doing much thinking...lol.

yeah... been thinking how would one know when they grown up, matured enough or simply understand their life and where they are going. Well for the last one, still i dont know where i'm going....but still i felt a difference in my way of thinking towards so many things.

For instance, on how i handle talks to people, specially when i put in the spot, now i can control my anger and manage not to flare up, normally when i felt blamed for something i didnt do or even forgot to do, i simply talked back harshly, maybe sort of self defense. (yeah right maybe...lol..shunga!)

Also when i met someone i really like and then find out that it will never workout, then, i would crawl down and dig my tunnel of self pity and disregard whatever good things i might share with this person and let everything slide into oblivion. Now, somehow i learned to listen and enjoy whats in front of me and dont shed unwanted tears goes to waste.

The way i dress up, before i like to be simply comfortable with everything, well i guess this goes with my line of work, i need to be atleast presentable to face our clients, but i'm more conscious on how people might look at me.

Then when people asked me about my life i tend to lie about lots of things, letting them feel and see what i was hoping to have, hmmmm some might call it positive thinking...(keme!!!!), now i simply let it flow, what you see is what you get..... i dont have to bragged about my life's misfortune or my life's achievements....(keme nanaman?!?!? meron bah????)

I haven't achieved my goal when i started this blog.......that is to see "better me" in the flesh, which means, the cute-sexy-adorable-me... (lol asa ka pa!!!!! he he he he)

But one thing i can assure to my self is and for the few readers of this nonsense blog.....I'm now more confident with my own skin....( lol..thanks to glutha!!!! ha ha ha ha ha ha) although still aspiring to be more than what i'm in now, i can say that i can face anyone with a big smile in my and say "HI I'M PUROY " nice to meet you, and never mind what would happen next.

so.

you?

have you grown up?

matured enough?

have you listen to yourself?

and see whether you've change?

kindly share. :)

another sad but good movie....

i just got out of my lovely but small house, and i got a new-old-TV, hmmmm medyo magulo, well it's my new tv from the old display collection at my friends work, he is working as a stock clerk at home appliance center and they are changing the old display items and i got a cheap price price for the tv plus free delivery......well we can abused are friends sometimes, ask the love birds from tamblot, they know ...lol..oops sowee.

ok, another sad but good movie, first, i always enjoy any movie weather its good ones or bad ones, always try to understand why it was made and what it is about, or else i don't watch, or it will be a total waste of time sitting for almost two hours and then cant stop complaining about the movie you just watch....who ever does that can go to his bathroom and drown themselves on the water closet... i already wasted a huge part of my left, so in everything i do, i always try to look at life beautiful picture, like the movie i just finished watching, it reminded me of my sisters and most of the women i've known in my life.

entitled, "evening", in the first place i never like Claire Danes, after her discriminating remarks about my country. but i cried three times in the movie, and i always knew her as a young bitchy girl playing some bitchy role. in the movie she played a young lady who made a wrong decision in love and live the life looking at her lifes best part, her kids, her singing and her memories to survive.




most people will not agree on me about this movie, but if you live your life surrounded by women with different stories to tell, and think of how they going along with their lives?, this movie is for you..

hmmmm long time...it's been a while since i last updated my blog, my last post was quite entertaining, well, according to my dearest-dearest friends, and i thanked them for that, and a few days back i tried to write something that could follow the same path and level of enthusiasm of words and story that i would like to convey, but unfortunately i lost the file and couldn't find it. Somehow bad luck is getting the best of me to post anything.

First i couldn't get any connection at home, the signal for WI-Fi is way to low for me to connect or at least stay connected to finished and save a post. And also Ramadan started last week and the timing at the office was adjusted from 8 am till 4 pm, without break time (anyways they allow as to eat some snack, but be conscious of their presence, the Muslim) so no time even to check my mails. And also the office was infested with virus from the server to each and every drive, so the boss decided to suspend our internet connection,until??to god knows when.

In total its about 5 days since i last check my mails, so, sorry to those people who are waiting for my reply.... no can do!!!... You might ask why i can post this entry? well, simply go to COSTA coffee and connect, thanks to a crew friend of mine, he gave me an extended wi-fi connection, even though i only purchase a Latte, which allows me to have an hour of connection, and since its Ramadan season, the stores are extended till 12 midnight.

Anyways, as much as i wanted to write happy post, i just couldn't, knowing that someone close to my heart is having a low time back home. I couldn't even find a single word to console her, or even a good reason just to make her stay strong and keep her spirit up. Don't know what to say.....or is there a word she want to hear? a prayers i can help her utter?......... this things have been going on long enough, things should change..... i don't know. i couldn't even answer the emails i got from her.

i just wish everybody is happy about their life and things go smoothly.....i will just pray that tomorrow things will be lighter for her to carry on, at least to smile on the sunshine that will meet her eyes, and hugs and kisses from, her kids.

let tomorrow be a promise of better reason to smile back on life.

My Daily Life.....

life as of now is nothing meaningful to write, i wake in the morning still feeling tired, taking a shower while thinking what to wear, dressed up and have an 8 min walk from my house to the office under the high humid air of Bahrain's weather condition. Before i reach the office i feel i have lost 2 kilos from sweat, good thing i wear a good smelling cheap perfume, or else i'll be broke just to keep smelling fresh with all the perfumes i will consume.

Reaching the office i need to stop by the cold store (thats what the Indian call convenience store in the middle east) to grab a pepsi/coke and a four piece pocket of cup cake for breakfast, yeah so much for healthy me, a coke and a cup cake...hmmmm not good, yes i know.

Office hours from 8 am to 1 pm then lunch break, what do i have for lunch?... Mc donald's Mc arabia, or chicken biryani, or some Filipino food, either sinigang na baboy or some meals with sauce or soup with rice. Then back to office at 2 pm to check my mails and have a good nice sleep for about 30 min, work start at 3 pm till 6 pm in evening.

After 6 pm, on weekdays, i maybe going to my friends house for diner, with a very good home cooked meal by tita magda, well that is if my friends mike or richie will invite me to join them there, well if not, its going to be mc arabia again, chicken biryani or some filipino food from the resto around Manama area. But before i head home, which is my lovely-lovely one bedroom apartment (echus!!!) well need to make my room lovelier than now, need to make some re painting and stuff, ok, i need to pass by Munie's dvd shop which is a table beside Midway supermarket, right along the road atop a white monoblock table that they disamble and run if some guys from the ministry will stop by. Mind you this Munie is quite a looker, with cute goatie and nice smile, with a pair of lovely eyes, with his gang of not so bad looking pakistani dvd vendors....lol.

Well of course lets not forget my rounds with all the shoe shop around Manama, nothing much to brag about, its not a signature shops, just some outlets that offers nice looking items for me to enjoy. Yeah, but don't be fooled by the sweet talking salesman. A few weeks back i got myselt a nice pair of slacks from Next jeans, they are on sale for 50%, it was a nice boot cut slacks and i need a good shoes to go along with it so i checked on one of my favorite shops in Yateem center (one of the oldest malls in Bahrain) named , Faqihi, I was looking at the items sales, why because their shoes cost around 35 Dinars to 45 Dinars on regular price, thats about a $100 to $150 US, so as i looked around a young Filipina, showed me some piece, which is quite good looking, an Italian leather boots with a metal buckle on the side, then one of the Indian sales clerk joined in and do the magic of sales talking to me. They told me that the shoes will last for maybe 5 to 7 years, because of the good leather and the brand, but what convince me was the price, it was BD45 and they are giving it to me for BD15, WOW, that was about what 75%, well you do the math, so i bought it and brought it home.

Well as i have told you, i walk from my house to the office, so the following morning i wore my newly purchased Italian boots and it only took me 8 minutes to reach the office and notice that my newly purchased Italian boot's left sole is only half attached to the shoes, well to much for the 5 to 7 years guaranty, it only took 8 minutes. So that evening after office hour i rushed to the shop and showed them the shoes and ask for my money. I told them that i will return the shoes the following morning, but to add to my despair before reaching my house, the sole totally detached from the shoes, so i need to by a slipper that cost me BD4, about $12, that total my purchase for that damn Italian shoes to BD19. But the following day i returned the shoes and collected my money. But then again to add to my now wounded heart, with regards to the good shoes that i got from the same shop, i discovered a newly opened Indian-run shoe shop and the same shoes, with the same brand, with the same boxes and stuff that i got for BD 15 from Fiqihi, they are selling it for BD6 or BD7. OUCH!!!!!!! and all of them are china made.

HMP!!!! so much for my shoes stories, anyways, charge to experience and learned the hard and humiliating way of walking with a shoe without a sole, i got my self a new pair of low cut boots, which is China made, with good synthetic leather and rigidly attached sole (it was stitched) and it perfectly match my black slacks and i only got it for BD5.5 from my new favorite Indian-run shoe shop, so HoOray!!! for China made shoes and HoOray!! for the Indians for breaking the market standard in Bahrain...HoOray!!!!!.. lol

See, I told you i'm not writing anything sad ....... i hope you got a good laugh on my shoe escapades and daily life in Bahrain.

tired.........

i have lots of things to write about now, but me sooooooo tired, lots of things to finish and commitment to attend to, lol...sideline po.....mahirap mag puta.....lol

but promised soon that i will flood this blogs with more inspiring stories, no more of the worries and bad things. only positive.

hope you guys ( those three of four) keep on visiting me....lol




but need to rest first, i just finished one design for a bar, arabic bar...hope the client likes it and hopefully the customers too.

a new start......

first, i want to apologize for my attitude.... i was in a very deep shit for a couple months, but that is not a reason to disappear from the radar of your friends, that why I'm apologizing for such childish act.

about me, i left the company that i worked for almost three years and found myself searching for a better company to work with, and I found one, well , should i say it found me, it took a full turn from Bahrain to manila to Bahrain to get in touch with me then i landed an interview and eventually an employment. which is the answer to my prayers for a better me and future of my little oh' me and syempre for my family too and sisters and friends that i wish to support.

I started last Saturday and i'm still in the transition period, transferring my visa and work permit and other stuff, the new office looks promising for my career but impose a lot of challenges, specially I've been out of the construction business for quite a while, so i need to catch up real fast to maintain the trust and confidence that my new boss gave me.

so!! i hope to catch up with all of you guys and make better me flourish more in me.




need to perk up......

thanks to you!!!!!!

hay naku, something funny happened to me the other day, I'm doing an ocular inspection at one of the site I'm doing a design for, when the manager ask me to have a snack since I'm waiting for him to drive me somewhere. When I entered the dining hall I saw a familiar face that I didn't expect to see just yet.....well I'm dying to see that face but not on that day with some one I'm not supposed to meet......who that person is?????? well, for those who knows me, knows him by the name of GB. Yes, his back from the states and we are not supposed to meet that day, but for some fortunate twist of time and place his there sitting on the dining room , looking fresh and yummy with a big smile on his face....well to bad, the smile was not for me...but for the lady in front of him, the lady he will marry on the end of the month. Yes, suddenly I'm standing on a room where I felt shy and uneasy, well she doesn't know me, but the feeling of excitement to see him and the feeling of doubt weather I should walk up to them and say hello is really overwhelming.

But at the end, it turns out to be ok, they stand up and started to walk out and I'm standing near the door, looking and checking the area that I need to develop for the design I'm doing. And much to my surprise, he was surprise too to see me there, anyways, as a gentleman as he always have, he stop and introduce me to his uncle and aunt and specially his soon to be wife. He told me that they were talking about the design of the place and my name pop up a few times when his uncle admire the interior of the restaurant and they congratulate me for the job I did with the place, then he handed over the keys to his wife and told them to wait in the car....hmmmmmmm... it was very tense feeling, then we had a small talk and promise to see each other before he leaves for the state.

So, at the end, it was a good chance to meet them and his wife...after they all left and me alone having my late snack/early diner, suddenly I felt smiling on myself and thinking I'm still lucky when it comes to such relationship, his not embarrass to introduce me and his quite proud to tell them that I did the interior of that place.

So!!! to you...you know who you are...thank you for making me feel good and making me look good not only to your eyes but for others too.

thanks kid!!!!

Hottie....No.2

hello everyone!!!!!!!...... hmmmm...(with a deep sigh) as if i have a reader more than one?!?!?!..anyways to whoever chance upon this blog, hi to you and thanks for stopping by..its been hmmmmm...i don't know when was the last post i made....let me check first......la la la la la la lala lalalal lal al al a\la lala...

hmmm its 10th of May 2005!!!!! 11 days to be exact plus two years....charring!!!! wow still i coudnt find any topic to discuss, my thoughts were block, my poems are stocked on the drafts and nothing to write.....hmmmm..oops..by the way i just finished "prison break" ( as if its a new thing) and its good....and his hot, the lead actor, "Wentworth Miller", my gulay he is worth watching, the acting, the looks, and the cunning character...wow.......His eyes is a whole actor by itself, it can go as a sad young man, to a delicate lover, to hard fighter and deep thinker, all in different ways by one pair of beautiful blue eyes....lovelly.

and i'm going to start the second season, a friend of mine gave me a copy ....


look at that smile.....




and that penetrating eyes......hmmmm


who deosn't want a little bit of dirt on the skin??

yeah a little??????? lol



season two? hmmmm hmp.

wondering mind

hmmmm, I'm in a middle of a crisis...fcksht!!!! kainis, I have lots of things in my mind, i want to write but nothing is coming out right....my thoughts are block by the situation of our compony, knowing that i made a wrong decision of coming back. Well to my dearest sister, i'm sorry but think i will fail on this one, patience is far from my grasp as of the moment. Only anger and disgust are the only thing i have in mind for my self and the company. I want to run away and never comes back.......but still i know thats not the best thing to do.

ok, ok.....list....list of the best option i can do.

1. Make my resume....a very goodone...
2. Hunt for a good company
3. Make do of what i have right now.
4. Finish what i already started, i mean the clients i have now. (not the contract, or else i'll go crazy in no time
5. Talk to the boss and make a propper arrangement for a suitable transistion form here to somehwhere. (where???? i dont know yet.. ) :-(
6. and its thurdsay!!! weekend...need to unwind and forget the office atleast for a day and a half.

so, i hope things will be brighter for me next time i decided to write.

To fear or not to fear....???_02

Again fear, depression and anxiety strikes me hard after feeling excited of writing my first three poems, hmmm it was four actually but didn't post. It was a good feeling at first then realizing the truth behind the art of writing poem, now I'm afraid to post my last composision.

I'm afraid that I'm doing it wrong, and my goodness I even invited people to read it out of exicitement, but for no other reason, just to get some comments, and take it constructively, well, that is the only way to take it, whether bad or good comments comes.

And it came, thanks to some few friends who gave some interesting suggestion and links on how to develop my writing skill. First, Jun, the lovable adorable friend from Tamblot, one of the lovebirds I been talking about, but his quite nice in giving advise, he only mentioned that maybe I should try "free verse" instead of rhyming my poem, for I dont have rythm on my three posted entries.....which I find funny....you (jun) already felt that i'm doing it wrong!?!?! so please tell it to my face so i can change and study more to develop it (di naman ako galit nyan..na aliw lang..lol.) Then a long lost friend decided to re surface after lingering on his success (lol) with his new found job (oops luma na yun ah), he , Bernie Bulan is the name, called me up last weekend and ask to have a chat, unfortunaely I was in a party and couldn't leave, so, I just advise him to please check my entries since his one of the best critic I've known when it comes to creative writing. And he did check it, well he did more than that, more than I expected him to do, he called me up atleast three times (overseas!!!) just to tell me what he think about my entries and how excited he was to read and guide me to develop my writing skills (well the guidance was solicited by me..lol).

After that phone conversation, I decided to leave the party and look for a 24 hour internet cafe so I can have a chat with him and get the advise I've been wanting to have. So, after like 15 minutes of convincing my friends from the party that I have to go, they let me and give directions where I can have a chat with Bernie. And it was a great decision to leave early for I had a great time catching up with my friend and the advise he gave me was more then enough to inspire and scare me off from creative writing.

He told me to go back to basic, check my grammar and figure of speach, well thats the foundation of creative writing, then check wikipedia, for me to know the basic meaning and kinds of peotry, then be a member of any yahoo group that caters to writers and poets, which I finds the best thing he told me to do. Hmmmmm well I did all of them but being a member of a group even on the net that will let you discuss and ask question about your interest will do help me a lot, for I have lots of question to ask...lol..

After reading and checking deffirent text and links about poetry, I realized that writing one is not just putting words together and making it sound good for my ear but its an art, a true art that should be studied properlly. Yes, I'm writing for myself and letting others read them, so, its my responsibility to give them a good read, well atleast.

Ok, so, the only thing I have to do now is to thank you Mr. Bernie Bulan for that enlightening suggestion and for edditing some of my works (I'll be posting it soon) and Mr. Jun Almansor for opening up the word "free verse" ( at first I thougth, what the hell is that free versing) and now I know, thanks for being nice to me even if I making a fool out of myself for letting myself be dragged by my emotion, but on the contrary I learned more and I can do more now and develop my writing all becasue of your advises.

Thanks a lot!!!

Inspired by.....for a poem.

Been wanting to write a poem but couldn't get the right inspiration for it.....unfortunately I got it in a very odd state of mind and condition....through pain, disappointment and depression. Nevertheless I started and posted, I contemplated on my present state of mind, calculated the odds of happiness for me and made up the right words and kaaboom!!!!!! a poem!!! it may not be of best feelings but I always find it terafutic to write, it lets out your emotions and lets your mind flow freelly without boundary.

Next time I'm hoping to collect words and feeling that spells inspiration and love, CORNY!!!!! well who doesn't want love and be inspired by it...... I have one on the draft but still waiting for some confirmation from a friend to used one of his photo on my blog... his a very good photographer by the way. I was inspired by one of his shots, that if you see it, its a mixture of happyness and loneliness in one, the colors and ligthing are just right to makes you fall in love and yet makes you sad, so I tried to capture the love that it creates and the loneliness it brings, I put them in words and would love to share them with you, the feeling I had when I saw that photo.

Well lets wait till he approveds.

in the midst of the fog

In the midst you belong, to lay and suffer the hard truth
Wanting, needing to escape the bites of reality at hand
In the midst you belong, to play and master the hard truth
Enduring, creating to gain the promised knowledge in vain

Let the fog swallow your whole being, be part of its wings
Not letting and engaging to be desolve by its dews
Let the fog swallow but not the pure sense of being you evolve in
Not be the past nor present will guide you to pass in path

In the midst of the fog emerges the triump of the one who passed
Not letting the air trap the genuine tutelage ones had
In the midst of the fog step by step slices the path of true minds have
Not letting be trapped in the midst of the fogs wrath

Drifted.

Life as it seems is like river of scene
Washing the shore with its current upstream
Living no trail but damp mud on the ground
Staining your feet while you drift your life at scene

Life as it seems is a mud at your feet
Stained by emotion and experience at every shore
Brought by the river of scene that drift your life
Drifted consciously or just no choice the river just flows

Tired as you may seems, no hope as it may seems
Let the Current be the sign of life's current glow for it flows
The mud that stained your feet at every scene at every shore,
Will soon be washed to open shore.



(for you my sister......from me puroy)

the dreamer

I had a dream of nameless faces
Faces I want to see and touch
Faces I want to be and watch
Watching it fade with the dust

Drifting in that dream without nothing to touch
But nameless scene that I longed to have
Scene that mocked me from the top
By the dream that I thought I must have

Am'I a dreamer of such? being here many longed to have
Am'I a dreamer of such? being living a dream that I once had
Am'I a dreamer of such? wanting things a dream only can have
Or am'I dreaming of something I cannot have, being a dreamer of such.

floral endulgence...."of the (fake)rose"

would you believed that my surname actually means "of the rose"??? well according to a book I saw before, so, i'm giving you some rose endulgence.....I find it not so cute though...lol...what do you think?...hmmmm soooo gay!!!!! i'm sure!!! baklush na baklush



or any body wants to tango with me?, or flamenggo will do?...lol

The long ago weekend....(a long weekend) _03

Saturday, March 31 2007

The day at the beach was fun and the food was great, but it was nothing compare to the giggles and laughther we have at their house. And we call our selves "kitcen party people", because in any house we went to, the group where I'm close with ended up the kitchen, always in any given party, however small or big the kitchen we always stayed there and chat and drink and take picture. I dont know why but its always like that....maybe the food, easy access with the drinks and fridge maybe....but no!!!!.

ok heres the party with my salute to our mother from flat 33.



the sing and dance queen of salo building!!!! Mother Coney!!!!!!!! happy birthday!!! gosh she forgot to take her madicine and she feel a bit icky....lol











a desperate attempt to get the moody pose....my goodness, moody don't get mad at me for doing this.....lol



there were lots of picture and it will take the entire page if I put them all, but i'm sure you got the picture on how fun the party goes...

and that was the "long weekend" I had a great time after five weeks of loneliness at home alone.

The long ago weekend....(a long weekend)_02

Friday, March 30 2007......

After a long night of walking and chating and cathing up with friends from al khobar, and a bit dancing and slyt drinking, oops I forgot to mention my drink beside Smirnoff Ice. I had Bull Frog from Enigma, hmmmmm its not as good as Club 1's though but its ok, its a mixture of red bull, vodka and some blue staff.... its quite strong for some, but for me its just fine....after two glasses of that, you can see me swaying and bouncing on the dance floor for sure!!!! lol.

Ok, I head home at around 3 am, got into a cab. When I arrived I even write some entry on my blog and did some staff for the office then sleep, I need to wake up at 8 to arrange transport for our trip to the beach. This time I with a different group, they are my friends from here in bahrain, all of them are working at one of the top hospital in the country (charing!!!!)

So, got up, call up the driver and set the time (without brushing my teeth) after that had my shower and prepare for the trip.( this time i brushed my teeth...lol)

It was a long drive......about an hour at the speed of 120 kmph......and then here are the picture...























Ok, thats the day at the beach, with the fabulous bitches of _ _ Hospital....lol cant say it....oops
i didnt pt any thing food right??? well we had some chicken bbq, pork bbq, hotdog, adobo, pansit and some liquor...we hide it, because its not allowed to drink in public places like the beach.

At 8 in the evening we headed back home for they are the one now preparing for a big night the following day....its party time!!!!! at their house.

The long ago weekend...(a long weekend)_01

Thursday, March 29 2007..

Why long weekend???? lol, another stupid question....of course another day was added to our regular weekend, an extra day for fun....ok ok, it was the celebration of Prophet Mohammad's birthday. Muslim countries celebrate this day, so, its a holiday!!!!!! woooha!!!!

My weekend start thursday night when a couple of friends from al khobar comes in for some meeting at Sheraton Bahrain and we are invited to join them at their suite. After a 20 minute walk from my friends house in Gudaibiya, we reach the hotel and started to argue on how the hell are we going to enter the hotel. Agian why???? if you will come to Sheraton by walking, you have three choices, if you come early, around mall hours which is from morning to 9 pm, you can come in through the mall on the side of the hotel. Since we reach there at almost 10 pm its close, so we now have the two option, either we walk to the parking lot which was way too far from the mall or walk 2 and 1/2 storey of ramp to the hotels first floor lobby, and we choose the latter. Funny isnt it?? the hotel doesn't have a proper entrance for walk in guest like me and my friend and they are renovating the area to be one of Bahrain's top spot for business and shopping because it adjacent to Bahrain World Trade Center.


Anyways, we reach the hotel and meet the friends from Al Khobar, we had a long chat about this and that. One distinct story was when they started talking about one of their colleage that has been to a coma ( his ok now and back in manila) and one of the guys actually advised one of the visitors to his bed to wispher in his ears that please, run into the light, go to the light.....lol. I find it funny because the doctor told them that he, the coma guy was fighting to stay alive and his frineds are joking to tell him in his coma state to run into the light and fallow it. lol

So after that, we went down and have a nice drink at hotels bar and watch some slezzy show with 4 pinay singers. It wasn't that fun so we decided to move out and transfer to another bar. We planned to go Club F1 but unfortunately they are charging 5 dinar for entrance alone, we back out and try another one, again no luck, the guy we are expecting to play at that place hasn't arrived according to the guard, so again we have to walk for another 15 min, by this time its around 12:30 am, and we reach Enigma at 12:45 am, only to catch the last set of the band playing.

Anyways, in general it was a fun-frustarting-tiring night, fun-the band at Enigma was good, lead singer Mr. Micheal Impenio, was superb and the crowd was great, almost had that huuuuhuuu-ahhhhhahhh-uhuuuuu thing you've been hearing from me, but didn't push through, frustratiing-my goodness we walked almost for two hours in total and the first stop at Club F1, I'm sturving, so if was a tiring night.

The club. Enigma close at 2 am, and I reached home at around 3 am.....and sleep and rest for the next day friday will be a fun day at the beach!!!! part 2 of the long ago weekened.




the Sheraton Bahrain, I trie to find the ramp I'm talking about but it could find one.



hotel lobby, very elegant view after a hike at the ramp....lol



The bar at Sheraton Mezzanine floor.....cozy place..drinks are good, well I only had smirnoff ice...then we left.



I couldn't find a photo of the Enigma Bar, but this is the hotel where it is located.



club 1..at metropolitan hotel....

Not a born rocker.....

If I says I'm into rock music or other heavy metal things, NOBODY will believe me, not even my friends, yes specially them. Once upon a time I was really into Queer as Folks and Micheal, my favorite lovable Hals Sparks was into rock band, and I told one of my best friends that I'm planning to order a copy of a cd of their album and he told me blanklly, "would you like it???" even for the fact that he knows that I adore Hals Sparks.....hmmmm so i decided he is right, I will never be a rocker, well atleast in my dreams and in some crazy pictures of my self....so here it is!!! you can laugh at me, mock at me...but hey I enjoyed doing this.



what do you think of my attempt to be a rocker???? lol....or rather a punk???? so 80"s...lol

worn out geisha.....huh!!!!

As I have told you, the need for barrier is really a must, but i guess its getting a toll on my sanity...lol, well hope you enjoy this end product of moment of boredom. :P

Random images

ha ha h aha, this is what you get when you roam around the blogs in the net, you'll get tighted up with others idea, so, thank you to all of them and I finally got the nerve to post pictures of my own....yeah as if!!!! so here are some of my picture!!!



SEE the product of my boredom lol.

Barrier between me and my emotions.....

Every now and then I happen to experience some intense depression, mood swings and sometimes cramps, headache (my gulay di kaya buntis ako?????? lol) and one needs a barrier between oneself and their emotions, or else, the final destination is the last resort.....lol, don't worry my friends I've longed deposed my suicidal tendencies lol.

So, what does a fat boy do to alleviate himself from deep emotions, well it used to be food, with lots of it, but since I didn't enjoy my look from my fabulous trips to Philippine beaches, yes tripssssss, we had Zambales (twice), Batangas and and the beautiful enchanting island of Boracay. And I, unfortunately found out and believed from deep in my soul that beaches are not for fat bitches like me, obesity is a big NO!!!! when we talk about beach trip.

And so, I decided to make a huge make over, and I mean huge!!!! and food, one of my comfort in life is one of them, sadly I need to cut down my intake. And in exchange to that when I feel bored (thats when I eat and eat and smoke a lot...thats next in line ....... Smoking!!!, it should be first but....hmmmm just but) I discovered to linger & admire my slow but steady change and feel the fruits of my labor by using my not so beautiful company provided Nokia 6131, yeah..cheap!, its has a camera and bluetooth so its enough for a while and it works pretty well and some of its product are all in my friendster account, some pretty picture of me. THE CHANGES!!!!!!

How is that exciting??? well if you live your life for almost 15 years without seeing your toes when you stand straight? well you will be very excited when you finally see your toe nails...lol. (mga kapatid di nakakababae di bah.) Yeah that is some of the hard truth, so I'm giving you a glimpse of some of that changes and be the judge if i did change or not....


Arrival at Boracay Island Philippines......









and thats me on the red shirt...











The reason for change!!!!!!!!







can you imagine how small my friend beside me, even with his full effort to match my bulging tummy!!!!!


di talaga nakakababae ito!!!!!!










the look, fours weeks of vacation in manila........mom's a great cook!!!!













feeling macho at Bora, yeah as if!!!! I need more lifting than that, agree?!?!?.....
























the nerve!!!! smoking while diving!!!! who does that????? only me!!!!!





















and a close up!!!!! my goodness, look at all those open pores....watch out you might loose the cam!!!!!
















Ok enough of the past look, what I'm interested is the end product, so, please scroll down and see if I did change or not, its not that i choose the worse of my picture but I tell you it did get worse than whats above.



And now the transformation....If there is any..lol











so???? is there any visible change?? atleast on the face? maybe????, because most of them are from shoulder up, but one thing I really notice and excited about is????...hmmmm I finally see my jaw line on my picture!!!!! gosh ... I really missed that....lol

and more to come soon..