Let's play the sound game

I want you to cooperate

It's a matter of love and hate

Just a few minutes of your time

And hopefully you'll be mine

Now, I want you to imagine

A whaling sound

Of a little gurl, lost in the wood

Looking for food

Hear it?

The watery lips

The grumbling sound from her pits?

Next, imagine a soprano voice

The likes of Hayley Westenra

and Charlotte Church

Singing Pie Jesu

An adoration

Saving the world from damnation

This time, imagine a moaning sound

That came out from your own throat.

When was it when u gasp for breath

When he enters you from behind?

You see,

It's not the size of the boat,

but the motion of the ocean

Now, what if I will whisper that I love you

can you hear it?

Can you hear that you're the one that

I keep on thinking of

Constantly,

until it hurts

Like the pang when you're having a headache

Every pulse sends painful sensation of your absence

Every second is an encounter with hell

That restlessness,

a sugar-holic

Craving for that sweetness in you

Nibbling at your roof made out of chocolate

Tearing you down

Until you'll sing for me

Until I hear you say you also need me

An apothecary

Saving me from damnation

With your voice

With your moan

You'll ravish me

And strip me off from pain

You will get me from hell

Save me please

Save me

Do you still want to

Play?

Or maybe later..

at the Gustavian's

just had coffee at Gustavian with russ.. 'twas around 5:30..
i love the feeling of mild sunshine on my back..

3:52 AM Nov 8th from web (follow me on twitter: tweet tweet!)

40 days more to go!

Gia: Let the countdown begin!

Lady Gaga - Bad Romance

Yes, she truly reigns.. her majesty's latest single.
I think McQueen has found his new muse..

Everyday

I'm ovulating thoughts

Of you

In my mind

Germinating a secret loving

Of your hand

Touching mine

Massaging, stroking

Your temples

With body oils

Incense burning

With your thighs,

Licking your lips

Down to your hips

Quivering and scintillating

All through out your spine

Bone by bone, skin to skin

Filtering tremor signals

Of seismic waves

Thrusting yourself

Into my mine

An Idea of two bodies shaking

A repetitive motion

A pendulum

Swinging back and forth

Into endless time

unison

One time Russ and I watched a theater play entitled: "cock tales"

It's an episodic play w/c narrates gay love stories. Just sorta kinda like the Vagina Monologue. I can still remember it, It was in Bantawan, I was 1st year college, I was 17, year 2002. And since it's a gay themed performance, gay (singles and couples) flocked on the intimate theater house of Crispin Ramos.

After the play I told him.. I wish I can be a part of this play (if there will be a re-stage).

but he simply quips that :

"u can't be part of it since u haven't any experience having a relationship with a guy".

I remained silent as I hadn't any official bf at that time. Although I got MUs, crushes, puppy love or whatever juvenile infatuation there is. Call it as a late bloomer but I had my first official bf at the age of 19. While walking absentmindedly, i saw a gay couple holding hands while walking at that time. it's my first ever exposure to what there is in an out-of-the-closet gay scene. they are so into each other and the hell they care about other people around them. I can only imagine myself what its gonna be my case when it's my time to shine.. (oh no, i'm turning so mushy and gay again).

Eventually as I've been there, done that and then back to being single again (after 7 years). The same old feeling washed over me as I see this couple HHWW along Fuente Osmeña).

I wish I can create an art exhibit for these stolen shots. u know, blow em up maybe 4'x4' or even bigger.. They are truly envious to look at. Sigh..

May their unison lasts..

(a bittersweet smile)

a night with Coco and a night of being Coo Coo

Alliance Francais in cooperation with Zee mag presents COCO, exclusive film screening..
will watch it later tonight! Thanks Russ for the invites..
to Mecca, here we go again.. =)



the show is about to start..



i spotted beautiful beautiful people coming in.. but not as adorable and charming as
David and Mona's baby..



hi, I'll be your first paparazzi!



isn't he adorable?!



with eloise.. i think i got to see the picture of us together with russ from eloise.
her cam is THE REAL dslr, so its quite clear..
here, let me lead you:

click click




searing with pain..



so does mecca's arm..
oh no! we're already a pious member of the Alliance Francais
yayk!



Bonsoir monsieur Lhuillier..



and now, presenting..
the other side of the event.
russ would like to introduce you his latest concoction:

Chanel N°.00000000000000000000000000000000000000000005



russ came up with this delicious fragrance meant to get you drunk!



so here's our upcoming endorser, Samantha



liyo: how do u like it?

Samantha: I lurv eht! it's quite mesmerizing i could feel my innards dancing..



in the other hand, Rachel read something that's quite qweird.. oh i mean
sensually weird..




...just right before her voice hole.
a confession from a gurl who plays guitar named slutty samantha..
what?!



so here's some good ol' lovin from Mecca and Samantha..



may peace be with yah gurls..
whatever conflicts between the two of you.

"make lurv" NOT "war"

When I say jump, you say how high
I ain’t never seen nobody, 

how they get so high

Like a bird, like a plane
This party got me insane

This party got me insane
So jump jump jump jump

************************************

all the lurv in the world..
besos!

Hi there, sleepy head

If you wake up next to me

I'll be right be here,

Singing

I'll be singing lullaby

Till you drop by

In a happenstance,

You'll be drifted back

Into sleephood

If you wake up next to me

I'll be right here,

Smiling

I'll be watching you all night,

Sleeping

Would be more than grateful

More than glad

Seeing you next to me

If you wake up next to me

I'll be right here,

Hugging you

Will warm you up

Like a sun,

Will rise up with you

Into the coffee table

Let's have a sip

Let's have a smoke

Let's have a talk

Good day =)

Touch the color

Pink

A magnum ink

Like tongues sucking into bubblegum

Red

A collar on your neck

Hickies, done by a wreck

Black

What the fuck

It's all in your eyes

Drowned with angst, bleak and watery

Green

Don't come unclean

Its what they say: you're so mean

Purple

The lion roar

Into a rabbit hole

Um, yellow?

What's with it?

A Chinese fellow?

Orange... I don't like it

White, grab my undies which are sooo tight

Brown, is the color

Of my tits.

The one that gratifies me with moan.

Blue

Is the color of your balls

Lemme lick it

And it will turn into a magnum ink

Hayley Westenra - Pie Jesu (live)

if her voice reached the olfactory perfection of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, then my gawd,

all of the audience would end up making love to each other..

guess what?

I'm now following Haruki Murakami in twitter..
and obviously i'm still hook with my beloved surrealist author.
darn, some of his twits gives me the same mystified feeling i got from reading some passages from his books. yeah i know, e.g. being moon struck: lost in thoughts till my cup of coffee gone cold.

specially the one highlighted in black.

to Haruki Murakami:
i wish i can at least sit with you inside a piano bar..

hey, i like this!

i'm quite delighted to see Cookie Monster in my browser as i pull up Google page today!
Google changes their main screen daily, so far this is my most favorite..

it brings back sweet childhood mem'ries..

Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away.
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street

it sounds like visual stimulation

He said

It was the same old feeling

Of being voyeuristic

That drifting shit

A dynamo

Of cosmic infiltration

And lots of hymns

For the unsorted memories

Of loneliness

Of being scared

Lusting love

Or loving lust

Whatever have you

You are my universe

I'm a mere planet

Evolving around your spheres

An electron

Magnified to the power of 8s

An infinite motion

Done by lubrication

A sensual ravishing

Of your teeth thrusting into my skin

Honey drops

Into my lips

Tasty and invigorating

A musty scent

Of your pits

Of your thighs

Of your spine

Crashing into mine

I'm trying to redeem myself from further hurt or attachment

Before I officially start this blog, lemme inform you with this mushy and yeah kinda sad
although I'm fine with it for now statement:

I'm single

It started when Julio and I broke up last august 01 2009, ending up a more than 3 years of boyfriend-boyfriend relationship. And now im threading along the sea of crowd trying to find a new one. But I get tired and I find my self sitting in a café drinking my bitter cup of coffee.

Well, yeah... i'm not really in a hurry or having a sense of urgency of having a new love interest but I think its not unusual for us to have an object to crave for, hence here goes the following reasons: to get inspired, to speak with, to dine with or maybe could watch films together. Or as simple as leaning to somebody else's back and just release that heavy sigh.

So I gave it a shot and went for a hunt. But amazingly or let say "luckily" for the past weekends, I was the one being hunted. I met three random guys. They are also looking for that special someone but sad to say all of them were gone. Or I must say: have to go. No need for the reason behind al these but to simplify the matter, they're just not my boyfriend material.

One is a 19 year old nursing student who's still closeted and afraid to come out. The other one was a graduate of a certain university in California, 6'2 feet tall Filipino guy whose just like a basketball pro, likes to play around with other men (nasty, don't you think?). And the other guy whose name is Mr. Valiant is a balikbayan from Canada.

I declare I kinda like Mr. Valiant. I like his style, his wits and the way he makes me melt over a bottle of beer. We spent some time together here in Cebu. He likes it when I gave him that naughty look. He think I'm smart and easy to get along with (i'm not sure with the former one but I consider them as a compliment) we had a great time strolling around town and ending up in his hotel room. But at the end of the day, I usually cuddle with him and the most frustrating idea came into my mind: I wish he is my long time online crush Vicenzo.

Hell yeah, let's shrug that idea off for a moment. Mr. Valiant stayed in Bora for three days in Hotel Regency, that's located along the sea front in station 2. he wants me to tag along with him. How would it be great if I could just say YES to him right there and then but I also have to weigh my options as I have to consider my status at work. I wish I can just be absent and stroll with him on the beach but I've already have a written warning and another attendance memo would totally lead to termination. So yeah, I gave up the notion of being with him. The idea of three days in heaven but a long month of misery cross my mind as I would end up jobless if I'll go with him.

A week passed by and he's now in Manila. He's off to Canada a few days from now and will live his normal routine. apparently, He's still txting me and I don't know what went into me but I just replied close ended messages.

I think I'm trying to redeem myself from further hurt or attachment towards him and just leave this spur of the moment flow. I will surely miss him though. He's a good man. Will I ever see him in the future?

Well, only time could tell.

anyway, gud day

Russ, Zeus and I went to Dumanjug to spend All Soul's day with our mentor: Sir Munds Fernandez. We are suppose to perform something but the bus ride that we took came
in rather too late. Good thing this mermaid welcomes us here in town. thanks for her
naked and cold shoulders though..




so we end up here by the shore. drinking beer and bathing under the pale moonlight.
(with us: Sir Munds , Mdm. Estela, Elias, Linya and Gin)





Russ and I then later puffing some cigarettes while whaling to Bjork's "the pleasure is all mine"

The pleasure is all mine
To get to be the generous one
Is the strongest stance
The pleasure is all mine



(wading, wading, wading..)

To finally let go
And defend me
We float





Who gives most
Who gives most
Who gives most





The pleasure is all mine
Women like us
We strengthen most
host-like




When in doubt...




When in doubt give




When in doubt give…

spooky and madness!

oh rachel! thanks god ur awake! who snapped you out from your sleep?
LOL! i also have a version of this experience, but it's with Samantha's cam..
it's my first time to get inside a coffin and i love it!
(taken at the OUTPOST)





















i caught Samantha closing a deal with this pirate.
as he's trading a necklace in exchange for her soul...
deal, or no deal?
press the button, it's yours!





it was a total scherzo at the heart of the town.. i can see people in heavy costumes
and all those spooky stuff. however i'm quite tipsy or might confess drunk
at this time, so as my blurred pictures..





oh yeah, here's a piece of lovin'
russ and rachel--- u guys are sober?
or let this party be over?





nah, hell no!
let the party goes on!


HAPPY HALLOWEEN Y'ALL

You see, I told yah

Tickle me with your goatee

From the concaves of my hips to the

Uphill of my buttocks

Lavish me with your kiss.

---then ravage me with your tongue

As my senses will evaporate into mist

wafted up towards your nostrils

Closing my eyes

Singing praises to the wind

Kneeling.

As I will pin you down,

And sow you into the ground

Plowing.

A gardener, that's what I am

I will Rake you with my fingers

From your skull down to your soul

cracking,

Breaking,

smitten!

Watch me shudder as the electricity

Run through my spine

Grow up my boy, and crawl into the unknown

I will see you get lost

As you will be searching my name

Into this wilderness,

Searching in vain

at kitchebogs!

with mona and borge

lost in translation

liyo: What are you doing?
gia: My husband's a doctor, and he's dissecting and exploring bodies. I wasn't doing anything so I came along.

liyo: What do you do?
gia: I'm not sure yet, actually. but maybe bitching around-it sounds alot of fun?ayt?!

don't you wanna feel my bones on your bones?

...It's only natural

- The Killers

crashing down

It’s been five f**ckin’ straight days that I hang out and get drunk.
Darn, I’m completely intoxicated
I can feel the alcohol running though my veins.

wake up!

that's completely rad
that leathery fad
sturdy and expensive
lots of hair
lots of stud
you like it, don't you?
buy it for me,
will you?
i'm a consumer
these are my elixir
furtive and mad
i want it so bad
a million dollar bill
is what I’m hearing
whitney, you told me
i will wake you up
and pull me
into your rod
squeeze me
penetrate into me
and you'll come inside me
furtive and mad
mix it with blood
wake up mah man
you got a flight
i will shake you all my might
wake up!
wake up!
wake up!

ding-a-ling-a-ling

came across with these plush stuffed cuties at the Ayala..
Xmas is fast approaching!


run!

=p waaaahhhhhhhh!

DUO RIVERA: In a night of Spanish Classical Music

tonight at 8:00 pm, Marcelo B. Fernan Cebu Press Center.

*this program is made possible by the Arts Council of Cebu

The Highest Hiding Place - the book launching

mecca and i were running towards Cafe Laguna as we're already late,
but we manage to take photo of ourselves as we're about to get inside the function hall.

alright, we're all set! go!




but once we get inside, the event is still along its interlude towards the main program.
so we grab russ for a smoke break.




going back inside, the event was emceed by her majesty of talk herself, Jude Bacalso




i can see Sir Raymund Fernandez and faculty members of different universities
here in Cebu from our table,





this was the 2nd launching of Larry's book of poems, the first one was held in Manila.
and definitely he's well loved by his acquaintances and friends from different part of his life,
his mentors and his folks.




now, the poet himself: Lawrence Lacambra Ypil
...talking about the story behind his book cover.




in between poetry readings, acoustic performances and feeling the texture of our table cloth.
i wanna serve myself with this.
and ehem, mr.. a glass of wine please..




muchos gracias!




i introduced Mecca to Larry whose much eager to sign for an autograph.




dear mecca,
you're such a slutty bitch!

nah kidding.. =) i love you mecca




and my greatest souvenir.
with Larry


*************************************************

the night was just simply great.
as i'm running back to my office, (cause i attended the event in between
my lunch break and gotta go back to work afterwards)
i had this sheer joy as i'm quite grateful i could still experience and take part of this
kind of intimate thing----of which is slowly fading out.

i think you know what i mean..

have a good one. =)

The Highest Hiding Place – Larry Ypil

just came from Larry’s Book of Poems launching here in Cebu at the Cafe Laguna, Ayala Terraces..

will post more photos later..

maayong gabii!

you're so vain and i want to vomit!

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La Vie en Rose - (cover)

i'm starting to like Nataly Dawn and Jack Conte collaborations.
check more of their covers and original tracks on this url:

http://www.myspace.com/pomplamoosemusic

Appendices- Russ and Pat's art exhibit

PAT'S werqs:


































RUSS' werqs:

ave maria purisima

hello ms. B, after 5 days and 5 nights in Olango..
welcome back!

-during the Appendices art exhibit @ Turtle's