Tuesday, May 31, 2005
wEdDinGs
Are weddings good or bad? Is getting married worth the hassle of organizing a wedding? Last Saturday, I attended the wededing of James and Therese. They both met when they were undergoing their training at AMCI. I was part of the training committee then. I was the Member-Trainee Relationship ek ek and my job was to explain the policies and procedures of the BMC (Basic Mountaineering Course). If there were any conflicts between members and trainees, I was the guy in charge of resolving them. James and Therese were part of the group that I led to Mt. Pulag during the 2002 2nd Induction Climb. I had no inkling that James had the hots for Therese. Therese at that time was seeing big boy Jun, the Physical Director. Therese also had a lot of guys after her.
But James in his wily, sneaky way wormed himself into the heart of Therese. An unusual match for two different people. People were actually surprise that the two of them ended in each other's arms. James loves to sing in videoke joints notwithstanding his out of tone voice. Therese can look clean in a hard climb and still manage to look good and smell good with the aid of her louffa. You see James hardly courted Therese. He just made sure he was in her face everyday!
Those two lovebirds made me their sponsor. I was reluctant to accept because I'm not that old yet. Lol. But Angie twisted my arm and I said yes. This is where I found myself last very hot Saturday. I expected the wedding to be unusual just like the two love birds. I was not disappointed. It indeed was unusual. Obviously, those two strange people were very much in love with each other. James couldn't keep himself from constantly kissing Therese. While Therese just kept looking at him with those adoring puppy like stares. His whole batch in AMCI was one way or another involved in his wedding. Henry and Jon were the photographers. Karen and Kat were secondary sponsors.
They had the reception at the Pueta Real Gardens in Intramuros. We arrived there and the place was still being set up! But the setting was romantic and the food great. Then it started to rain. That put a damper on things. After the rain though, the celebration continued and I spoke at the wedding. I recounted the courtship of the two of them. I don't think I will be welcome in any of the Go family gatherings in the future! Lol.
Then the de la Fuente relatives of James got together and sang. At looong last, I now know where James got his penchant for belting out songs that are very out of tune.
I do hope their marraige will last forever. But is it really worth the hassle to go through this stress filled event called a wedding? A wedding is no guarantee that a couple will last forever nor is a marriage. Thad and I have lasted more than a lot of straight marriages. And our relationship is solid. The only thing is that most straight people don't do what we do. We can have our cake and eat it too! Maybe that's why weddings are for straight people. They're very conventional and sooo in the box.
Is it really worth the hassle to please your relatives, friends and others just to have this stress filled event? Maybe. The jury is still out on this one. I'd rather though have a celebration of a milestone in a married life or a relationship. At least, you've both gone through the years and passed with flying colors! lol.
(hmmmm.... can't seem to post the wedding picture of James and Therese.)
But James in his wily, sneaky way wormed himself into the heart of Therese. An unusual match for two different people. People were actually surprise that the two of them ended in each other's arms. James loves to sing in videoke joints notwithstanding his out of tone voice. Therese can look clean in a hard climb and still manage to look good and smell good with the aid of her louffa. You see James hardly courted Therese. He just made sure he was in her face everyday!
Those two lovebirds made me their sponsor. I was reluctant to accept because I'm not that old yet. Lol. But Angie twisted my arm and I said yes. This is where I found myself last very hot Saturday. I expected the wedding to be unusual just like the two love birds. I was not disappointed. It indeed was unusual. Obviously, those two strange people were very much in love with each other. James couldn't keep himself from constantly kissing Therese. While Therese just kept looking at him with those adoring puppy like stares. His whole batch in AMCI was one way or another involved in his wedding. Henry and Jon were the photographers. Karen and Kat were secondary sponsors.
They had the reception at the Pueta Real Gardens in Intramuros. We arrived there and the place was still being set up! But the setting was romantic and the food great. Then it started to rain. That put a damper on things. After the rain though, the celebration continued and I spoke at the wedding. I recounted the courtship of the two of them. I don't think I will be welcome in any of the Go family gatherings in the future! Lol.
Then the de la Fuente relatives of James got together and sang. At looong last, I now know where James got his penchant for belting out songs that are very out of tune.
I do hope their marraige will last forever. But is it really worth the hassle to go through this stress filled event called a wedding? A wedding is no guarantee that a couple will last forever nor is a marriage. Thad and I have lasted more than a lot of straight marriages. And our relationship is solid. The only thing is that most straight people don't do what we do. We can have our cake and eat it too! Maybe that's why weddings are for straight people. They're very conventional and sooo in the box.
Is it really worth the hassle to please your relatives, friends and others just to have this stress filled event? Maybe. The jury is still out on this one. I'd rather though have a celebration of a milestone in a married life or a relationship. At least, you've both gone through the years and passed with flying colors! lol.
(hmmmm.... can't seem to post the wedding picture of James and Therese.)
Monday, May 30, 2005
sundae runs
A spent the night. As usual after the pizza and the chicken wings, the sex wuz good. Had to wake up though at 5am to run the in that New Balance run.
I woke up with a hard on. I was very tempted to miss the run and rape A. But discipline took over and I donned the jersey. Aside from the trainers at Gold's, I saw some mountaineering buddies at the run. This is the 1st time I ever participated in this type of a run. Its like a carnival with lots of balloons, emcees, cuties, hotties and real athletes.
I barely noticed the gun bark. I just ran with the crowd. The 1st 5km was ok rounding the turn at about 32 minutes. But the next 5km was something else. I couldn't tell where I actually slowed doen but I still kept running. I had to fight off the temptation to walk part of the way.
I passed several people that were alternately running and walking. That's dangerous you know. Your heart slows then speeds up again. I'd rather keep running at a slower pace than walk run walk.Lol.
Anyway, I finshed the run after 1hour 19mins and that's where I felt all of my 46 years. Lol. God, I'm getting too old to do this shit!
I had breakfast with the trainers at Gold's in Pancake House. I deserved a waffle with 4 bacon strips. I got A the adobo.
I headed home and gave A his breakfast. Then I raped him. Excercise makes me horny Lol.
I had lunch with Mom at Terry's in Podium. I barely spoke to my sister. I wanted a massage!
Why do people like me persist in doing things younger people do so effortlessly? Is it my refusal to age?
I'll answer that in my next post. Lol.
I woke up with a hard on. I was very tempted to miss the run and rape A. But discipline took over and I donned the jersey. Aside from the trainers at Gold's, I saw some mountaineering buddies at the run. This is the 1st time I ever participated in this type of a run. Its like a carnival with lots of balloons, emcees, cuties, hotties and real athletes.
I barely noticed the gun bark. I just ran with the crowd. The 1st 5km was ok rounding the turn at about 32 minutes. But the next 5km was something else. I couldn't tell where I actually slowed doen but I still kept running. I had to fight off the temptation to walk part of the way.
I passed several people that were alternately running and walking. That's dangerous you know. Your heart slows then speeds up again. I'd rather keep running at a slower pace than walk run walk.Lol.
Anyway, I finshed the run after 1hour 19mins and that's where I felt all of my 46 years. Lol. God, I'm getting too old to do this shit!
I had breakfast with the trainers at Gold's in Pancake House. I deserved a waffle with 4 bacon strips. I got A the adobo.
I headed home and gave A his breakfast. Then I raped him. Excercise makes me horny Lol.
I had lunch with Mom at Terry's in Podium. I barely spoke to my sister. I wanted a massage!
Why do people like me persist in doing things younger people do so effortlessly? Is it my refusal to age?
I'll answer that in my next post. Lol.
Friday, May 27, 2005
The Fragility of Life
It never ceases to amaze me how life is so fragile. Last Wednesday, I bumped into Mon, a climbing buddy of mine at the AMCI exhibit in Glorietta 4. I complimented him on his recent weight loss and nudged him to get back into shape so he can climb again.
Yesterday, I got a text message from Malvin stating that Mon got shot. Frantic phone calls ensued and various text messages exchanged then on to the exhibit to get more news of this startling and shocking event. From what I gathered, Mon went over to Johann's house in Evangelista St., Bangkal Makati at about 1am to sleep over at Johann's house. Apparently, Johann's sleep was kinda deep so he didn't hear Mon's knock. Mon to while away the time, took a nap in his car. After a short nap, he went over to the 7-11 branch to buy a drink. As he emerged from the store someone shot him 3x in the stomach just like that. No one knows why. Nothing was stolen.
He's at the ICU of Makati Medical Center. Apparently his condition is stable but critical.
What's wrong with that person who shot him? I felt rage against whoever did this to him. An innocent person shot just like that. Whats scary about the whole damn incident is that it can happen to anyone.
I've also discovered a new strange emotion. An emotion that I really don't like. It is blinding rage at an act like this. I don't know how I'll react if I ever confront the person who did this dastardly act to Mon. Most likely, beat him to a pulp and stab him several times. Will I be able to do it?
I do have a tinge of guilt though. It happened while I was having mind blowing sex with A. Lol. Seriously, I worry about A going home after our trysts.
This leads me to ponder-- are we really humans masquerading as animals or are we really animals masquerading as humans?
Yesterday, I got a text message from Malvin stating that Mon got shot. Frantic phone calls ensued and various text messages exchanged then on to the exhibit to get more news of this startling and shocking event. From what I gathered, Mon went over to Johann's house in Evangelista St., Bangkal Makati at about 1am to sleep over at Johann's house. Apparently, Johann's sleep was kinda deep so he didn't hear Mon's knock. Mon to while away the time, took a nap in his car. After a short nap, he went over to the 7-11 branch to buy a drink. As he emerged from the store someone shot him 3x in the stomach just like that. No one knows why. Nothing was stolen.
He's at the ICU of Makati Medical Center. Apparently his condition is stable but critical.
What's wrong with that person who shot him? I felt rage against whoever did this to him. An innocent person shot just like that. Whats scary about the whole damn incident is that it can happen to anyone.
I've also discovered a new strange emotion. An emotion that I really don't like. It is blinding rage at an act like this. I don't know how I'll react if I ever confront the person who did this dastardly act to Mon. Most likely, beat him to a pulp and stab him several times. Will I be able to do it?
I do have a tinge of guilt though. It happened while I was having mind blowing sex with A. Lol. Seriously, I worry about A going home after our trysts.
This leads me to ponder-- are we really humans masquerading as animals or are we really animals masquerading as humans?
Monday, May 23, 2005
Revisiting Mt. Ugu with a Twist
I spent my weekend at Mt. Ugu in Benguet. My 1st weekend without A. He was suppose to come but he couldn't get any leaves. If I couldn't get spouse to climb, at least the concubine!
I like Mt. Ugu. It has unique combination of a challenging yet fun climb.
It was like my 8th time to Ugu. The post at the egroups of AMCI was a Big Brother Big Sister project where 2 teams were to bring up school supplies at Sitio Lusod and Sitio Domolpos. What caught my attention though was the post made by esteemed Team Leader Bajay. BAjay was organizing a 3rd team called the Summit team. This team would leave earlier and bring some of the supplies to Sitio Domolpos and trek to the summit of Mt. Ugu after. He also mentioned a new trail to Indupit called Pangawan.
So I joined the climb. Yep yep, it was a climb with a lot of twists. Well, ok I'll use the "twist angle" LOL.
Twist #1: We actually left before 11pm and esteemed TL BAjay told me that Doc would be my tentmate. Mountain pipol from AMCI (my mountaineering club) don't really want to share a tent with me unless they snore as loud as I do. lol.
Twist #2: We have a guest. A Sierra Pilipinas member named Alman Quiboquibo (you read it right: Quibo-quibo). He will play a prominent role in this climb. Lemme put it this way: He is Iton's sidekick when it comes to teasing Francis Maballs (Mabayag). He's got a mouth that never stops and he's actually fun. To top it all, he does not like Butch, better known as the husband of Pia. Yes, folks, he's loud too. Sometimes too loud. Hmmmmm.... must be a member of our universe!! lol. Loud Alman is a lawyer. His personality fits his occupation. I can't stand his goatee. I have nothing against facial hair so long as its neat. He has gotta do something about it.
Twist #3: I have trouble sleeping on buses. But this time, I slept quite well. I woke up in the last stop in Aritao feeling quite rested.
Twist #4: Sometimes you get used to the perks of power. I was President last year and the year before that, Chairman. So for the past 2 years, everytime I get to go up Mt. Ugu, I ride in the front with the driver. That didn't happen. Just as I was getting in the cab with the driver, Madam President and her kanan kamay, Yaya, told me that I'm not President anymore so I ride in the back with everyone else. Huhuhuhu... Jenny called me a DOM (dirty ordinary member) huhuhuhu... of course Iton and the rest had to rub it in. How the mighty have fallen!
Twsit #5: The new trail to Indupit! Its called pangawan. From Kayapa proper about 20 minutes further on saving you from climbing about 200 meters. The old trail via Kayapa and those blasted stairs is an open, hot, and steep trail and you climb this trail for about 700 meters to reach Indupit.
Its located at the boundary of Nueva Vizcaya and Benguet. A jeep/truck could take you to about half way to the trail. But our esteemed TL Bajay decided not to take the jeep halfway but to trek all the way to Indupit. (Because of this decision, the "esteemed" honorific should have been replaced by torturer!). The trail started as gently rolling for about 20 minutes and then got steeper, then rolled, then steeper, then rolled gently under a mini forest cover above Indupit. It was a nice trek, not too hard but loooong! Our IT said an hour but we got to Indupit in about 3 hours. And the trek was cool. Only a couple of signs will tell you that your near Indupit. If you see water pipes by the trail your about 20 minutes away. If you see a bright clearing then your very close.
Twist #6: I actually enjoyed eating my cold sweet&sour pork from Chow King.
Twist #7: Esteemed TL BAjay (now he deserves the honorific) suggested that we load camp water at Domolpos. The counselor from Domolpos was there at Indupit to pick up our gifts for the students at Domolpos. I was able to negotiate the trail to Domolpos in about 2 hours, the fastest I've ever done it. I got to the 4th waiting shed at 3:30pm!
Twist #7: I've found a replacement for best friend Patrick. He is best friend Iton. He got water for me at Domolpos while I listened to Alman's entertaining monologues.
Twist #8: We didn't camp at the Summit area. We camped at the clearing before the miniforest
that takes you to the summit. I climb the dreaded Tey's revenge in about an hour. This is the fastest I've ever done it. That restful sleep in the bus made me so so fast and strong.
Twist #9: First time I've ever seen Papa Dong in a vertical limit moment.
Twist #10: Got to the campsite ahead of Jong Mondejar. By the way, Jong had new Salomon shoes and his hair in the armpits are as curly as his head hairs.
Twist #11: Doc, my new found tentmate slept very well that night. Doc says my snoring was "paos". An overall improvement I must say.
Twist #12: Ugu's temperature is a comfortable 17C. Enough for a fleece jacket only.
Twist #13: Crossing the mini forest to the summit only took 20 minutes. It seems longer if your tired.
Twist #14: The trek to Lusod can be done in 4 hours from the summit. There was an hour break at Big Foot Memorial site. Another 2 hour break at the old saw mill area. Sarap mag siesta!
Twist #15: We met up with Team Lusod at Lusod. Kuya Mar and the lead pack got to the area at 1pm kasi naman nagpahatid sila sa 2nd waiting shed.
Twist #16: Eto naman hindi bago. Ang mga sweepers natin eh may pagmamalasakit sa ibang grupo na kasama natin sa project na ito. So Chief Sweeper Bajay (daming honorific noh!) eh nag worry kasi yung Team Domolpos ni Ogs Galuza and the Sierra pipol eh siguradong mag night trek. BAjay, Bing, Maxie and Francis ay tumungo sa old saw mill area para abangan ang Team Domolpos.
Twist #17: Siyempre hindi naman nag pahuli sa responsibility ni Madame President (sweeper din pala), Yaya Jing and Baby bear Jenny at nag-init sila ng soup habang nakiki social ako sa grupo ni Kuya Mar and Kuya Jon. Gusto ko rin makilala yung mga ibang non-AMCI participant. At siyempre, para ma recruit pa rin sa AMCI. After 45 minutes, ayan na dumating na ang mga ibang Team Domolpos. Medyo maluwag na nag paghihinga ng batchmate ko si Jojo Cubar kasi mga tao niya sa abot kamay ang unang dumating. Siyempre, bigay ako ng soup sa kanila. Si Alman naman panay yakap. I've never seen a guy hug so many smelly guys at one time.
Twist #18: Its nice to camp ni Lusod. I was able to crap properly and to take a nice refreshing bath and to apply my moisturizer to my dainty skin.
At my age, why do I still climb? Sometimes my body sends out signals that I'm not that young anymore (my sister says so). But I like climbing. Sometimes its not the mountains but the comraderie and the friendship.
See ya on the trails.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
mY coNFUsEd StAtE oF mInD
Met up with A at Gold's Gym. We did a bit of spinning. Felt like raping him in the locker room Lol. He really is sexy and adorable and delectable and cute and nice and... hay...
Brought him though to my mountaineering club meeting at Velasquez Park. I wanted him to see 1st hand how a climb is organized and how we run things in a club. Mountaineering may be a future sport of his just so he can meet other people and he can indulge in a bit of traveling. I don't know if he's interested. I do hope his office situation changes and he can come with me to Mt. Ugu.
Received a text earlier from Colin. He's inviting me to the close out party of People's Palace in Malate on Saturday. He's moving the resto to Greenbelt 3. Sigh, he shouldn't have done that. Malate is starting to feel a lack of good places to eat. I also received a text from Leif inviting me to his birthday bash on Saturday. The crowd there will be the foreign husband-Pinoy wife crowd. I don't have anything against it but methinks a lot of Pinoys take advantage of most foreigners financially. Let me qualify that: I didn't say all, I said most Pinoys takes advantage of foreigners financially.
Its also Ronnie's Birthday at Bed this Friday. Now that is important. Gotta go to that. But the other two parties on Saturday? Nah, I think I'll skip it and spend time with A. I'd rather spend time with A. Jeez, I do like him. There's like a connection between us. A rather dangerous connection. Lol.
So now I have to ask myself a question: if A can't really come with me to Ugu, do I want to push through with the climb?
Another question comes to mind: I know deep in my recesses of my heart, I do love Thad, in-love with Thad even. But what is this new and dangerous feeling I am starting to feel for A? It isn't lust. It isn't just fondness or likeness. Its something deeper. Its like we can be the very best of friends and go beyond that. Is it possible to love two persons at the same time?
All I know is this. Given a choice, I would choose Thad but not seeing A would break my heart.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Philippine Fashions
Aha a very controversial topic from a controversial guy like me. Let me qualify some points before I start my discourse on what constitutes fashion in the Philippines. 1. I am not a fashion designer nor do I work in the fashion industry. I am a consumer. I buy things. 2. I am not a fashionista or whatever the new word is. I just happen to have good taste in clothes, furniture, art and style, LOL. I know that because ever since I can remember, no one has ever ever argued with me on my ahem apparently good taste :-)
There was a time when Philippine fashion was really simple. The elite went abroad (mostly Europe, because there really is nothing in good taste from the USA), copied the trends and the nouveau riche, middle class, the poor simply followed what the elite wore.
Because of the recent phenomenom of the OFWs, fashion now has evolved in the following lines: the elite still continued to copy the trends in Europe, Hong Kong, Singapore, Tokyo; the nouveau riche, with advise from the chunkua designers, tried to copy the elite with very disastrous results, the middle and lower middle class set the hiphop fashions which the vast majority of unwashed poor people copied.
The elite still looked well dressed while the vast majority still lacked taste. Hiphop is ugly. It was one of the worst musical and fashion genre that emanated from the ghettoes of the USA.
So what really has changed? It went from bad to worse. At least when everyone copied the elite, people were reasonably well dressed. Now with hiphop gangsta fashion, it went from bad to worse. Lol
There was a time when Philippine fashion was really simple. The elite went abroad (mostly Europe, because there really is nothing in good taste from the USA), copied the trends and the nouveau riche, middle class, the poor simply followed what the elite wore.
Because of the recent phenomenom of the OFWs, fashion now has evolved in the following lines: the elite still continued to copy the trends in Europe, Hong Kong, Singapore, Tokyo; the nouveau riche, with advise from the chunkua designers, tried to copy the elite with very disastrous results, the middle and lower middle class set the hiphop fashions which the vast majority of unwashed poor people copied.
The elite still looked well dressed while the vast majority still lacked taste. Hiphop is ugly. It was one of the worst musical and fashion genre that emanated from the ghettoes of the USA.
So what really has changed? It went from bad to worse. At least when everyone copied the elite, people were reasonably well dressed. Now with hiphop gangsta fashion, it went from bad to worse. Lol
Monday, May 09, 2005
THE AMBIVALENT WEEKEND
After emerging from a bout with tonsilitis, I had to do some errands like buying Vic a birthday present. Everyone that knows me knows that I'm terrible at wrapping gifts. Since Thad was not around, I had no choice. But 1st, I must find a shirt that Vic will like. I decided to buy it at A1, Ramil's store at Glorietta. He has nice shirts and his shirts will flatter a body as nicely chiseled as Vic's. But as luck would have it, his store was not yet opened at 10 nor at 10:30. I ended up getting a shirt for Vic at another shop;. I had to drop by National to buy some wrappers and some boxes.
Since wrapping is not exactly my strongest suit, and that as a gay man, I cannot admit not to be able to wrap a present, I struggled to make it artistic and presentable.
A was coming over too and I was excited that we'll spend the night together. Am I ready for him? Will I get a relapse?
A came over and we went over to Eric's house to have dinner. Tongues started to wag. But A was the personable type. Socially adept not some mindless boylet from the streets. That was the impression he gave and because of this, it fueled questions on whether the wife and I are separating. hahahaha. After having some dinner and drinks, we took our leave french style.Lol Snuck out actually. LOL
And I enjoyed the night. But for some reason couldn't get my dingdong as hard as before. It must have been the tension and the sickness. But later on, it rose to meet my needs and A was happily munching on it!
For the 1st time in a week, I slept well. Good sex, good companion and someone I'm getting to be extremely fond of.
Hmmmm... wonder if he'll come with me climbing Mt. Ugu.
i hate to be sick!
Getting sick and skipping work is not one of my favorite vacation ideas. I don't think that's anyone's idea of an ideal vacation except for masochists LoL. Last Thursday, after composing emails and barking at the troops, I suddenly felt a chill in an office with several electric fans and aircons valiantly trying to give us cool air. I didn't like the feeling. I just knew that I was going to get sick. The trip and the attendant duties that I did at Thad's Eurocampus canteen, reinforced the feeling that I had a fever. I decided to call it quits at 3pm and head home.
I barely peeled off my clothes and put on sweaters and sweat pants and kept my smelly socks on before collapsing into my bed. The fever came. Yaya came buy to give my aching joints and muscles some massage. I took the requisite paracetamol. I felt heat in my eyes and my body. I moaned and groaned as I usually do when I'm sick and need attention. Thad wasn't around. He was in Canada. So I texted him. Told him I was dying. He texted back and told me to take paracetamols and talk to Dr. Eric. Yeah, he's now Dr. Eric because I am sick. Lol. I texted A too and he wanted to come over but his mum's arrving from Aklan. (yeah I know another Illonggo like Thad). Of course I texted mother and sister. Mother called and nagged me to see a doctor. Sister too.
The next day, after a restless night of tossing, turning, groaning, moaning, I still woke up with a fever. Now that started to alarm me. My throat felt sore. I wasn't getting any better. So I nagged Eric to drop by. he prescribed this anti-biotic called ciprobay. Eric said I had tonsilitis.
This ciprobay is a miracle drug. 2hours after I took it, I felt better. Much much better. I even had an erection. A dropped by with dinner. He brought me dinner. I was so so touched. He looked so cute. But I was still feeling dizzy.
Saturday came around and I felt so good. Can't wait for A to come tonight. I'm gonna have to catch up with the world!
Monday, May 02, 2005
Labor Day Weekend
Labor Day weekend has come and gone. I missed the Circuit Asia party because Thad (thats my better half) left for Calgary, Canada on Sunday. As a dutiful spouse, I helped him get packed and generally was just there for support. I also had to meet up with A that late afternoon. I'd rather spend time with A than socialize.
We had dinner on Friday night with the diving friends: Leo, Nikki, Elaine, Bunnee, Mike at that Indian resto called Queens. We had a pretty good time. The conversation was genetally about diving, Leo's wedding, Elaine's new car and her driving, and Bunnee upcoming minor operation and her housing mishaps.
Thad thoroughly briefing me on Saturday for his canteen. I'm suppose to run his canteen when he's away. We spent most of the time bonding and packing. We went to church together, had lunch on Sunday before I sent him off. I shed some tears though when I said goodbye. Darn, I couldn't take him to the airport. We're kinda hiding from the Rotary people. They don't know we are together.
I joined Eric and the gang at Eric's place (same floor other wing) to get rid of a creeping sadness. Meeting A though made up for it. We had a fantastic time together. I do really like his company. He is fun and for a 25 year old a bit of a fuddy duddy. Our physical activity got me famished and we ended up eating in Hap Chan.
On Monday, a holiday, I did some cardio at the gym. Boyet, my personal trainer, sent me a message that we'll have training at 6pm. Well I told him I was already in the gym. Saw Melody at the gym and joined her at lunch. We talked about the coming out of R and R new Korean BF.
Met up with A to watch a movie. Found the movie good but A just found it ok. I cooked dinner for A. Steak and salad. He looked like he liked it. Ha I can still cook!
I'm getting to be very fond of A. He's not just good in bed, he's more than that. I'm getting to be comfortable with him. He's considerate though. He washes the dishes and wants to pay for things. I gotta talk to him about that.
I'm dreading tommorrow though. I've never run a canteen before. I hATE dealing with obnoxious French men. I'm gonna have to pray for guidance, patience and perseverance.
We had dinner on Friday night with the diving friends: Leo, Nikki, Elaine, Bunnee, Mike at that Indian resto called Queens. We had a pretty good time. The conversation was genetally about diving, Leo's wedding, Elaine's new car and her driving, and Bunnee upcoming minor operation and her housing mishaps.
Thad thoroughly briefing me on Saturday for his canteen. I'm suppose to run his canteen when he's away. We spent most of the time bonding and packing. We went to church together, had lunch on Sunday before I sent him off. I shed some tears though when I said goodbye. Darn, I couldn't take him to the airport. We're kinda hiding from the Rotary people. They don't know we are together.
I joined Eric and the gang at Eric's place (same floor other wing) to get rid of a creeping sadness. Meeting A though made up for it. We had a fantastic time together. I do really like his company. He is fun and for a 25 year old a bit of a fuddy duddy. Our physical activity got me famished and we ended up eating in Hap Chan.
On Monday, a holiday, I did some cardio at the gym. Boyet, my personal trainer, sent me a message that we'll have training at 6pm. Well I told him I was already in the gym. Saw Melody at the gym and joined her at lunch. We talked about the coming out of R and R new Korean BF.
Met up with A to watch a movie. Found the movie good but A just found it ok. I cooked dinner for A. Steak and salad. He looked like he liked it. Ha I can still cook!
I'm getting to be very fond of A. He's not just good in bed, he's more than that. I'm getting to be comfortable with him. He's considerate though. He washes the dishes and wants to pay for things. I gotta talk to him about that.
I'm dreading tommorrow though. I've never run a canteen before. I hATE dealing with obnoxious French men. I'm gonna have to pray for guidance, patience and perseverance.
