Rules Of Engagement

adopted from: www.phanksmaster.blogspot.com

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How do you get back at an asshole who flirts with your boyfriend 24/7?

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1. Get the guy's number from your buddy's phone.

2. Access Friendster. Steal a hunk's photo from the website.

3. Create a new account at G4M. Upload the stolen photo(s) of the guy from friendster. Write an interesting profile that would give an impression to readers that your character is very naughty yet leads a very productive life.

4. Include the mobile phone number of the boyfriend-flirter.

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1. Access MIRC in an internet cafe. Create an attention-grabbing chat handle such as "Tripper9" or "Hunktoploader". Ensure that the chat handle will adopt a very masculine persona in the chatroom.

2. Respond to every sexual ads within your area. Use the G4M account you have created to reinforce the market value of the chat handle you are representing in MIRC.

3. When the final details have been concluded between you and the chatter, use the boyfriend-flirter's number as contact information.

4. Log out from the chatroom. Repeat process number 1.

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1. Acquire all smut tabloids available in your friendly neighborhood newstand.

2. There is always a textmate's corner in those tabloids. Located at the bottom of the textbox are instructions on how to include your number in their list for the next newspaper issue. Text the number below and request that your number be added to their list.

3. Instead of using your number, use the boyfriend-flirter's mobile number for contact details.

4. Repeat process until you have exhausted all your efforts posting the boyfriend-flirter's number on all tabloids you want his number to appear.

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There are several channels in UHF/Cable that offers a service where you could post your number to seek "friends." If you're eyes are capable of reading very tiny neon colored advertisements, you can use this service to your shameless plans of getting back at boyfriend-flirter by posting his number there.

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Emphasize on the masculinity and aggressiveness of your character. Make him appear cool and confident in front of those interested to hook up with you. Focus your attention to persistent effems and parloristas who would surely bring nightmare to your boyfriend-flirter. Physical descriptions would have a multiplier effect, depending on how believable your descriptions would be.

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And always remember, revenge is ultra sweet especially if the target don't know what hit him.

The Guys' Rules

Originally from http://southdude.blogspot.com/

The Guys' Rules

At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down Finally , the guys' side of the story.
(I must admit, it's pretty good.)
We always hear "the rules"
From the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side.
These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1"
ON PURPOSE!

1. Men ARE not mind readers.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat.
You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.
We need it up, you need it down.
You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon
or the changing of the tides.
Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport.
And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do.
Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem . See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.
Don't ask us

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one ..

1. You can either ask us to do something
Or tell us how you want it done.
Not both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will Be scratched.
We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine... Really.

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,
or golf.

1 You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

1. Thank you for reading this.
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;


But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.

A Hopeless Romantic's Heart...

I was never this Hopeless Romantic until I saw this movie...
So much for waiting and having such Faith

Just when we think things in life are meant to happen just because it has to happen... Think twice… they are MEANT to happen… There is something in these things that happen to us that, in some way or another, will do something in us; perhaps, make us realize something apart from what we always have in mind or the other way around, something we are always clinging to…

This will be a time that you might me as pathetic as I can be… But I’m sharing my thoughts anyway… whether you like it or not…

It was a Wednesday, first week of classes, College Life… This is my last stay with my Segunda Alma Mater… So I’m putting so much effort and time to it… Unfortunately, there’s this ‘first week’ sickness hanging around the campus… Not all professors are coming to class yet, for all reasons whatsoever… my class is still up to 9 pm, but I decided to dismiss myself from the campus 5 pm… Thanks to the ‘sickness’… I wanted to go somewhere, spend time with myself, other than answering to people’s plea to having myself with them in times when they need someone to talk to…

I’ve been like that these past few years; here come a number of friends asking me for a ‘date’ so that we can talk about their problems personally... Love problems to be exact… And there I go, listening to them on a lunch with pastas and burgers and fries (not the fastfood things, I tell you... they are something other than that) with their emotions and frustrations and hurts and hopes and everything… With what I have said I never felt enough comfort, nor enough solace to sooth their aching hearts and battered souls... I just wanted to do something more… But I don’t know what and how to start… now I realize, being with those persons and listening to them IS enough, for a while I’ve helped them forget things, isn’t it?? But it seems they have found some other person to ‘date’ which I really find good, so that he will have other options and other company other that what I am and what I can and cannot do… added to the fact that their own problems even get to my mind and takes a loooooong time to disperse… sigh

So we’re back to that Wednesday, no ‘dates’ so I decided to date myself, treat something and perhaps listen to myself for once!!!! I went to a mall I QC (and my school is in parañaque, so imagine the travel killing me hehe) and then I saw this movie, Lake House who was just showing on the theaters for the first day… Oh, I have a crush on both the characters, Keannu Reeves and Sandra Bullock, (so much with ‘dual’ personality) so I decided to buy tickets for the last full show… I thought it was just another movie trip, but it proved me wrong…

I won’t be bragging so much about the story of the movie here, but as a whole… IT MOVED ME… I was able to learn so much about Love that transcends everything just for it to be felt and shared… It was so touching in the end of the story that I didn’t notice all these tears flowing down my cheek as I exit the movie house… All this time I was looking for the things I thought was just some wretched thinking… it all hit me… Living in FAITH was never been as true to me after watching this movie… Love that is willing to change everything, even the course of our fate, become as real as I never believed… Now I realized that being a part of these ‘dates’ made me a BIG part of these people’s lives... might as well saved them from something worse to happen, or have opened them to something their eye might have never seen before… The need for me to thrive in this planet have been more meaningful that to have something done… and that FAITH for that special moment to come was never been stronger before…

I’ve been single for some time already (and some = very looooooong) and waiting and looking is just getting somehow tiring, but when I think about that movie I watched, It just spawns new hope, greater faith and bolder meaning of LOVE… So to that someone I have never met yet, I want that person to know that I LOVE YOU… Time will let us cross our paths… And when I see you, even if time and GOD blocks our destinies from being with each other, I know LOVE will transcend from me to you, and yours to me as well… I have this faith stronger that the walls of Troy or the Great Wall of China of the Berlin Wall…. Nothing will stop me from loving you, wherever you are, whatever you might be doing, whoever you might be with and however life may take you…

I DO LOVE YOU…

Kuya

Minsan isang panahon, nakita ko ang sarili ko na nagbabasa ng isang libro sa loob ng library ng aming paaralan. Grade six ako noon, soloista at mahilig tumambay sa pagitan ng dalawang naglalakihang bookshelves kung saan walang nakakakitang tao sa akin. Isang tanghali, may mga lower grade pupils na nagtatakbuhan sa aisle kung saan ako malapit. Dahil naiistorbo nila ang pagbabasa ko ng encyclopedia noon, sinita ko sila para tumahimik. Nagpulasan ang mga bata at biglang tumahimik ang paligid. Ngunit may isa pala sa kanilang natira at nangahas na lumapit sa akin.

Hindi ko na matandaan kung ano ang mga tinanong niya sa akin. Hindi ko na rin maalala ang kanyang mukha, ang kanyang pangalan, o kung anong section siya nabibilang. Pero ang hindi ko makalimutang tinanong niya sa akin ay kung maari ba niya akong maging kuya... na madali ko namang pinaunlakan sapagkat gusto ko na rin siyang umalis sa tabi ko.

Natapos ang buong school year, ilang beses pa kaming nagkatama ng landas. Hindi ko matandaan ang kanyang mukha o ang kanyang pangalan pero sa harap ng kanyang mga kaklase, pinagmamalaki niya ako bilang kuya, kahit hindi niya alam na sa batch ko, isa ako sa mga looser at outcast noon, taas noo pa rin niya akong tinawag na kuya. Nang malapit na ang graduation, binalak ko siyang hanapin upang magpaalam at magpasalamat. Balak ko sanang ibigay sa kanya ang isa sa aking pinakatatagong Matchbox na kotche-kotchehan upang maalala man lang niya ako hanggang pagtanda.

Sa kasamaang palad hindi ko na siya nakita. Pero nakalipas na ang maraming panahon, natatandaan ko pa rin ang aming unang tagpuan.

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Twelve years had passed and I still remembered the boy. Probably, failing to say goodbye to him remained one of my greatest guilt, now that I am beginning to feel myself in his shoes. There were times, when things get really tough, I'd tell myself how I wish I had a big brother. If only there would be someone who could protect me when things are a little bit beyond my control, I think I would be the happiest man alive.

Lately, I get acquainted with guys older than me. One such example was Euphoria Boy, who I still see in the faces of many chinito guys that pass in front of me. There's also Papu, who I never fail to mention whenever I give gay101 lessons to newbies I chat with in PEx. The list of older guys goes on and on, and one thing that is common among all of them is that somehow, I get attracted or heavily attached to these guys I get acquainted with.

With the exception of Papu of course.

Mama would warn me that I should set an example as a big brother to my little sister since, she has this tendency to get attracted to older guys as well. I'm not sure of the reasons behind my sister's apparent preference for older guys. Probably, she was so attached to my dad when he was still alive that my sister still seeks him in the guys who comes along her way. I don't know, I just don't open this discussion with anyone... except here in my blog.

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When dad died last year, I became the man of the house. Believe me, such task demands contant vigil and utmost responsibility. There were nights you would suffer sleeplessness thinking about how would your family survive without you. Some nights, I would think about how would I earn bigger money so that I could stand on my own, without the sikyu agency's assistance.

Good thing, we have a lesbian driver to act as the brute force when I am not around. Together with her sidekick, an older guy who used to be my tutor and my mom's former student when I was still in high school, they serve as my mom's external hands and feet when she can't do the task she needs to do.

I admit, that in many situations I remain weak. I could be a potent force when I am part of the household but what if I am not around? What if the challenges are so impossible to resolve to the point I would feel helpless and alone as well? These are the things that constantly distracts my mind whenever I feel insecure...

And when I feel insecure, my usual escape is to imagine some kuya material dodging the projectiles which I could not take anymore.

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I remembered writing an entry about this same feelings not so long ago. But I also admitted in that entry that after looking for a big brother material all my life, I have realized that I became the kuya I am looking for. The apparent uniqueness of character I have; my desire to be ahead of a situation even before it happens and the way I became a man of the house says it all. I am no longer the happy-go-lucky person who's only concern is his own life and nothing more.

All those traits I've mentioned are the things I'm looking for in a man I would look up to. I think, after admitting that I found those traits in me, there is one single thing I am still looking for: the capability to steer one's own life according to his will.

So far I haven't done that yet.

These past few weeks, I have been exchanging private messages with two older guys in G4M. One is an accountant and a separated dad working in Mindanao and one is a businessman and a sports buff here in Manila. Both of them are deep, wild, chinito and top. Although I haven't met them yet, and as much as possible, I try to make our conversation more of a brotherly one. But lately, I have this inkling that I started having hots for them as well. Even in daydreams, I'd like to see myself under their enlightened guidance.

It seems like having a big brother or an older companion remains embedded deep in my psyche. It felt like the never ending search for someone stronger, wiser and wilder has once again awakened my sleeping thoughts about what if... I have a kuya? What if I'm not the one to be in charge all the time? And what if I have an older buddy as a lover, would things be easier?

Perhaps this is just a mere daydream aspiration created to artificially fill the void I am feeling...
and defend myself in times I can't stand on my own feet.

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In times like this, I remember the boy. How I wish I had been more enthusiastic to be his big brother, now that years after, I'd end up constantly seeking for one.

LAST TEENAGE *QUEER* SHOT

From day one of my blogging career (read: ever since I started blogging,) I’ve always made it a point to make a ‘birthday article’ to thank them many angels who’ve seen me flounder and fly not only for the year that has passed, but with my whole existence.

But this year, it’ll be brief and short.

Read my whole birthday article HERE

TRIP 001 : In Bold and Stripe

You spotted a guy while waiting for a ride. You find him interesting so you looked at him and waited for him to look at you. Finally he looked and you tried to communicate. When his ride arrived he did not take it and he stayed. Again you see him looked at you in the corner of his eyes. But since you are in the street, you are not sure if he is likewise interested in you. What would be your next step?

Watch for my complete story at justforthetrip.blogspot.com

* Originally from http://southdude.blogspot.com

Shopping, buying groceries, or just wandering around the mall can give you lots of ideal subjects of desire. :-)
For example:


But we still have the ol' tradition of jeep guys:


And what stroke of luck to have my everyday bus crush sit near me AND having the opportunity to take his pic while he's sleeping like a baby!


I've posted before a bunch of kids for my midnight snack. One of them, wearing white, is back! YEAH! This time he's with a cute chinito kid!