Lonely Footprints

One of the sunsets in Boracay. this time its purple. But for some, sunset here could be their sunrise. I mean, it's their start of the day or err... their night. Just like in any fun filled beach, happy hour starts at sun down.

It's funny how life sometimes treats you. You went in those night parties, tasted alcohol in different colors, danced all you want, but hey, despite of the happy vibe you are lonely. You're not supposed to feel like this. You are with your friends. Yes, and they are with their partners flirting the night away...

You walked out. Into the starlit beach. You have never enjoyed the beach this dark. No it's not that dark, in fact it is sparkling. There are two moons tonight. Above and below the waters. But no matter how far you reach, you can never touch them.

You see, you are not alone. Behind the shadows of those coconut trees lurks loneliness. Lonely hearts gazing, asking the stars for some directions. Then you walked. Leaving footprints longing to be followed.

You stopped. There he is, alone, feet wet, flexing in the moonlit ocean. He is MJ (real name). No top, just surf shorts. If only you have the guts to move closer towards him and ask silly questions. No you can't do that. You might scare him away. So you wait, lingering around.

Finally, MJ walked out of the waters., into the shoreline, and more. This is it. You have to make your presence felt. You followed his footsteps, and he leads you in the shadows of those coconut trees where loneliness lurks.

No.

Lonely hearts gazed through MJ. They too want a piece of him. But you can't let that do you? This is not a party where one can taste alcohol in different colors or whatever. Still you don't decide. MJ does. And the happy vibe seems to be rising in him. As the hands started groping, you walked out. Again. Into the beach.

The lapping of the waters in your feet is louder than the echoes of the parties from a distance. When will MJ's stopped being like the moon?

Soon. The dawn breaks. Soon.

Aww

my crush.

but do you know i exist?

i dont even know your name.

but i sure do know, i will always like the number

31.

What am I thinking?

1. shit, my abs is great.

2. i bet, they want to touch my ass!

3. pabili nga ng taho!

4. me barya ka ba?

5.

MTV in Boracay

MTV was in Boracay last night. Though I'm not of a party goer or clubber but still the people did enjoy the night.

When Do We Bury the Hatchet?

Maybe I'm a freak.

I am fidgety whenever I bumped into an ex-lover. Clumsy. I don't even know what lines to deliver. No hi's and hello. Should I say, "what's up" "how's work" "you're lookin' good" and the likes. But no, I don't. I've been meaning to say " hey, sorry because it has to end the way it had." "hope we can still be friends" and " I think you're still hot!"

But I am me. So I just nod.

How I always wish I am at my best whenever that happens. In which oftentimes I feel I am not. I should have taken my shirt off to lessen the blow and hope they'll drool their way back to wherever they came from.

Maybe at the back of my mind I am still nursing the angst, yes it was more than pain, those relationships had brought me. I remembered how my misty eyes gazed at footprints that leads away from this freak.

Now, all i can muster is a nod. I can't truly be friends with them. It would feel like rubbing salt on a wounded soul.

The island is small. They're just around somewhere. Moving on with their lives like I do. So an occassional bumps are inevitable. Whenever that happens, I know the right lines will never come out.

Only the right nod.

Just Sneaked This Pic Here

What the hell happened he he.

Our friend didn't know I posted this pic. ( He is on your left ok?) When he took a vacation in Bora, he asked us to burn the pics. Now when ive seen this, half of me was dazed, the other half ...uhmmm... admired...the ... uhm... the waters beneath that rock, it's so clear!

I know the guy would probably freak out when he sees this post so before he asked me to delete this...let's count those dots!

Fear Resides Even on Partnership

Everybody is afraid of being alone. Even I myself am. For several years, no not several, let’s say many many years, I had been wishing that God would send somebody to just be there for me. I didn’t pray for a perfect one. Just a simple guy would do. I was just so fed up of being lonely.

I was once one of those who would endlessly hang out on the beach, with a beer on hand, and wait for an unknown luck that would bring me company. Several times it did work. But staying together was an inevitable problem. Yes I tried to be contented alone. I pretended that being single is OK. That being with friends would do. Yet the more people I am around with, the more I feel the need to be intimate, romantically intimate.

I am not single right now. I am with this guy for almost four years. I love him still. I am so thankful that this happened. So thankful that I so want this to last a lifetime. But now I realized that even if you are with this great person the fear would still crept in. What if this relationship ended this instant? What if he just snapped out of it and says I am not the one. Oh God. How I prayed no one would steal him from this average Joe.

This Joe doesn’t know how to live this world alone.

Frisbee Madness in Boracay

Frisbee is all over the beach front. This is what i've seen as i combed the beach for cute guys. Well, maybe since there were few tourist exploring the beach under the scorching heat of the sun, the local folks kept themselves busy with frisbee as you'll be needing ample space for this sport.





The local folks seem to be hooked on this sport. Now even the younsters are into this game. This children as you can see here were not only playing for the sake of playing. This is a regular frisbee training.

Day of the Bulges

Just checked out the beach and this was what i saw. Where are the abs? All i see are flabs. It doesn't matter. The beach are for everyone. Just don't expect that Boracay is always flooded with beach babes and boys.

British national claimed he was rape in Boracay

A 34-years old British national claimed his manly sexuality was molested and abuse by three gays in this resort island recently.
According to Senior Supt. Benigno Durana, Aklan provincial police director he ordered the Boracay police to hunt the two gays suspected in the crime after one of the culprit was already arrested by the police.
Based in the testimony of the victim Robbert Sheppard, he was drinking wine in a bar here when the three suspects be-friended him. After their conversation, the three invited him to continue the drinking spree in their resthouse at Barangay Balabag in this resort island.
“When we arrived at the resthouse, it is where they raped me. I also lost my cellular phone and a P5,000 cash,” he said.
Authorities immediately arrested one of the suspect identified as Greg Rosario, 25 while two others Michael Pu-od and a certain Fatima remains at large.
“The prosecutors office accepted the rape charges because Sheppard reported that there is a penetration on his part. This is the first time that such incident occured in this resort island,” Durana said.
Rosario denied the charges filed while the prosecutors recommended P120,000 bail for his temporary liberty. He was now detained at the Bureau of Jail Management and Penology in Barangay Nalook, Kalibo.


source:
http://www.aklanon.org/2007/10/05/british-national-claimed-he-was-rape-in-boracay/