Stereotypes and Bugs

I have two friends in Guadalupe aside from Roommate. For this blog, we will just call them Tita M and Cyclops. Tita M owns the salon in front of our boarding house, he is now at his mid fifties, his hair is long though it is close to disappearing and he is my companion every time I want to drink. Cyclops, on the other hand, is my housemate. Like Tita M, he also has long hairs and he drinks hormone pills to give him the extra shape on his bosoms. Cyclops is aware of his lustful acts, and out of the three of us, he is the type who will do everything to get the man that he wants.

The three of us were talking about the new guy in the neighborhood – Baker Boy (BB). BB used to work in a Gay Bar, his body is okay and at some angles, he can be considered cute. He is also a bastard. He will just stay in the salon, acting cute and hot and he will do everything for you to notice him, he asks Tita M for money to pay his gym expenses Tita M even said that he show his willy whenever he has the chance.

Shocked, I gave BB the benefit of the doubt. However, the two of them confirmed that they already saw BB’s willy and what make things more confusing was they thought that I already saw it. I just told them hindi ah, at wala naman akong intensiyon na makita yun.

They said, lalaki na nga ang gumagawa noon, ayaw mo pa? naging bading ka pa which made me post this on my FB page.



When I accepted me, I prepared myself for the stereotype and the discrimination that straight people might shoot at me. However, I am not ready for the things that people like me may say. I am aware of my naughty and lustful side, and I am being honest when I say that it never shows up every time. It will not show when I am drinking with guys. It doesn’t appear when a random teenager invites me to his place on my way home. And it will never show if a bastard will just show his willy in exchange of a price. The idea is too extreme for me. And I am way better than that.

While someone like me thinks that you must grab every opportunity that may come your way, my mind will think of all the consequence with all my actions. While Cyclops formulates ways on how he can get his ways with my hot roommate, I always find ways to resist being tempted. And while Tita M pays for all the guys he sleeps with, I am already financial planning, thinking if the experience will be worth it. Most of the time, my head always tells me that it is not. Haha.

People must understand that though we are the same at some aspects, there are certain things that still differ. For me, I don’t have the guts. And I choose not to do such acts because most of the time, my conscience hits me. I really have no problems with what people do, if you are happy living your life the way you want to live it, then I will always be happy for you. But always stick to what is right. Always believe in your values. And if people do things differently, let them be. Mind your own business.

We will always try our best to be better than someone else. We will use everything we have to be unique. It may make us all the same but still, we have our own playing fields. Fight your own battles and never get involve in someone else’s.

Queues and Conversations

I used to share a room with two other people – they are brothers and they are both gay. It never started that way, Roommate and I shared the room for three months until his brother made a sudden decision to fly to Manila for work. The three of us are living together in one room for a month now.

I made a decision to move out.

When my Roommate's Brother (RB) moved in with us, I expected that the bills will be divided into three. Three people sharing one room should divide all the expenses between the three of them. I was also expecting that the bills will be divided into two people. RB doesn't have any job, yet. And since my roommate and I have been friends for quite a while now, I really don't want him having a hard time covering most of their expenses.

The latter option happened, and now my mind is perplexed.

It is really not my nature to dwell too much about money. My friends can testify how generous I can get. Obviously, the former option will work best for me. Less expense means more savings, right? All the people I talked to about the set up of our room agreed with the idea. However, when you know somebody pretty well and you consider each other as friends, my side of the story can be considered as selfish.

Roommate (RM) was in Galera when I talked to him about the set up. It was really uncomfortable talking about it. However, if we will not fix it now, we will suffer more. After I told him not to get offended, I went straight to my point.

Aren't we supposed to divide the expenses into three? You know, the rent, electric bills, etc ME.

The Electricity, I agree. However, for the rent, I don't. I am having a hard time sleeping. RM

Okay, that is fine. I'm glad we talked about this; at least it cleared the air. ME.

That is all I want. I just need to understand where he was coming from. Since the brothers sleep together in one bed, it is really difficult for them.

 We were quiet for a while, and then he continued.

If you are having a hard time with the set up, just tell me, we can move out.

I fix my stare on the screen, concentrating with what to say next.

Are you having a hard time na? ME

Nahihirapan akong matulog. RM.

That was my queue. I need to be careful with what I will say because it will define how the following days will turn out.

You guys don't need to move out, I have lesser stuff, and it will be easier for me compared to you both. ME.

I always believe that even the most sensitive of topics can be fixed with a good conversation. And I know with what happened, I know it will be the best option. It upsets me a bit, but it's something that I can't bear. What just frustrates me is that I have to move my things again, but I've done such a lot of times. Too much, that it has been a piece of cake.

No, This is Not a Beautiful Affair

DISCLAIMER: All characters' names appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

A Beautiful Affair

Living in a CoEd boarding house, definitely, relationships will flourish. Whether it's straight or gay, my home has witness it. Love stories and sexual affairs between housemates has been pretty common, but the recent gossip circulating around the four walls of our home is nothing but controversial.

To begin the gossiping, let me remind everyone that I will not use the characters real name.

We will start our story with Charlie. Charlie came from the province. He is good looking, hot and definitely someone that every girl and gay will really fall for. There were rumors that Charlie, though good looking, is nothing but lazy. He went here to Manila for work, he started applying in a call center but he never passed. While applying, Charlie courted Sophie. Sophie is the type of girl that you will never classify as pretty, unless you look at her closely. She has been working in the call center for quite some time when she said yes to Charlie. Their relationship became more intimate. You will see them kissing, holding hands while walking and sharing sweet nothings when they are together.

They become inseparable. After half a year of living in different rooms, they decided to share a room together. Yes, my friend, they choose to live in together. That time, it created animosity between Sophie and her roommates because during that time, Charlie still doesn't have any work. While Sophie worked on the graveyard shift, you will see Charlie, half naked and sleeping in the common area. So you might be thinking who paid the down payment for the room, right? You got it right. Sophie.

Everything went well between the two of them. Sophie neglected all of her friend's advice regarding Charlie's work habits. While Charlie is looking for a job, Sophie was the one who spent for their food, rent and everything that the two of them need. She doesn't care what other people say, all she knows is that she is in love and someone hot loves her back. Eventually, Charlie found work at a hotel somewhere.

Enter, Juliet. Juliet is the sister of Madonna, the new gay in town. They are part of a group of girls and gays who are really annoying and most of the time, noisy. If we are in high school, they are like the nasty sexy cheerleaders that you will love to hate. Juliet is the type of girl that you don't want to be friends with if you have a hot boyfriend, because she is hot, she is pretty, and yes, Juliet can get pretty flirty and naughty. Compared to Sophie, Juliet is more liberated. Also, Juliet likes Charlie.

And recently, Sophie caught Charlie with Juliet at their room.

Who knows what happened? All Sophie saw was the two of them together and when they were caught, Juliet started rolling her eyes and making unnecessary, irritating, go on and break up with him smirks that of course Sophie never expected. Oh, I wish I could have been there! What is circulating around the house is that there were no teleserye moment where the lead star slap the bitch, all Sophie did was to start looking for a house so that she can move out.

Oh, Sophie confronted Madonna about it and all he said was that, "Girl, you two are not married yet." Bastard.

Sophie already left the house. I haven't seen Charlie. Juliet is flirting with another guy housemate, there are even stories that one of our Bi housemate is courting her.

Who knows where their story will go? Don't worry, I will tell you if ever more rumors rise up.

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Sexy Time

It feels stupid reading Wiki about Nocturnal Emissions. Knowing that this was being discussed on several subjects way back in High School, I should know this, right? It happens when someone reached puberty, both sexes experienced this, and right now, there is something about it that I really don’t understand.

I have this roommate who is married, however, his wife is in abroad. He has a child, works in a call center as a supervisor and went home to Batangas every week. From what I have heard, his child is being spoiled by my room mate’s parents, that is the reason why he went home every week. Okay, too much for introduction.

We work on different shifts, I work in the morning and he is on mid shift. Basically, when I wake up in the morning, he is already asleep. But something different happened last Tuesday.

After I turned off my alarm clock, I still lie on my bed wondering if I will go to work or not. haha. It was still five in the morning, and I was planning to just sleep again and wake up at six. Our beds were the typical double decks that you will see in any boarding house, there are four of us in the room, we both sleep on what we call the “lower deck” because we occupy the lower bed. I was still contemplating on my life when I noticed that his bed shake, it was subtle. My roommate hang his clothes on his bed so his face and his legs were covered, however his waist wasn’t. I then noticed his hands, under the sheets, and he was touching his member.

Immediately, I sat on my bed, trying not to make any sound. My roommate doesn’t seemed to notice. I really did my best to get my eyes adjusted with the darkness of our room. I then observed – okay here is my roommate, his bed is shaking and the person above him (upper deck) doesn’t seem to notice, he doesn’t even noticed me noticing him, I checked on his face and man, his eyes were closed. Maybe he was sleeping? Maybe he was enjoying himself? I don’t know.

All I know is that, it was beautiful. hahaha. I then pinched myself to make sure that I was not dreaming or even hallucinating, and I wasn’t! I stayed there in my bed for fifteen minutes and he continued, I started preparing my stuff and he doesn’t stop. Too bad my two other roommates were there, haha, i could have help him. But since I will be late for work, I left the room and gave him all the privacy that my roommate needed.

A while ago, my gay friend and I chatted about what happened and he just said that probably my roommate was trying to tease me. Maybe, even test me. But my friend knows that I don’t get tempted easily, though my roommate was cute and really sexy, its just not my thing playing with someone without their consent. I may do it if he will insist, haha.

Which makes me think that probably he was just having nocturnal emissions. Because if he was just doing the M word, or probably teasing me, he will know that I was there watching him. What do you think?

While answering that, enjoy watching Joey Diamond!

Whatever he was doing, all I know is that I cannot stop smiling thinking about it. hahaha. Damn, roommate!

Digestive System

Pinagawa na naman ako ng project ng landlady ko. Ayaw ko naman tanggihan kasi pampabago din yun ng pangalan sa boarding house. Proteksiyon na din just in case na madelay ang bayad ko sa future, naku, huwag naman sanang pahintulutin. haha.

Pero naeenjoy ko din ang mga pinapagawa niya sa kin. Dati pinagawa niya ako ng book report about sa Kite Runner. Tapos nitong kamakailan lang, nagpagawa naman ng tula, madali lang naman para sa akin ang tula, pero ang catch, dapat tungkol sa math! MATH na pagkahirap hirap, math na walang kamalay malay, math na kulang nalang isumpa ko nung nagaaral ako.

At ngayon ang peg ay ganito, kunwari may absent kang classmate, tapos susulatan mo siya ng isang letter na magdidiscuss ng isang lesson about sa system ng body. Pak na pak ang Biology teacher niya, ang daming alam, susme, kung ganito ang teacher ko dati, hindi ko na alam kung ano ang nagawa ko. Napakacreative ng teacher niya ano? Sobrang nakakastress.

Anyways ginawa ko naman siya. Tignan niyo kung pwede na. :)

Dear Friend,

I noticed that you’ve been absent for several days now, they said you had a fever that keeps on coming back. That seems so sad. I hope you are feeling better now.

While you were gone, our Biology teacher taught us a pretty interesting subject. He talked about the digestive system, its functions and importance. As you know, foods are important to the body, they give us energy that we need to get through the day. But I never expected that it will be a long process for food to be converted into nutrients.

Imagine travelling via train from Manila to Bicol. The train will be the food and drinks that we take in and the railroad track will be the digestive system. It will also have various stop over, that will be the organs that we need to pass in order to get to end of our trip.

Every time we take in food using our mouth, it needs to be broken down into smaller pieces. Your teeth tear off the food. The saliva glands start spewing out spit like fountains. Chemicals in your saliva start chemical reactions. Starch from the food that you take will be converted into smaller pieces of sugar. Then the tongue pushes down the food at the back of your throat. A trap door then opens, and there it goes, down your gullet.

First station will be the esophagus. A muscle action called peristalsis then push the food lower to our next station, the stomach.

The stomach is a small, 'J'-shaped pouch with walls made of thick, elastic muscles, which stores and helps break down food.  Imagine being inside a big pink muscular bag -- sloshing back and forth in a sea of half-digested mush and being mixed with digestive chemicals. Acid rains down from the pink walls which drip with mucus to keep them from being eroded. Our stomach is very important because it has enzymes that kill microorganisms that are ingested in food (pepsin). It can also denature protein which is very important for the body. Food in the stomach is in semi-liquid form, which upon completion is known as chyme.

After travelling the stomach, it will then go to the small intestines.

The small intestines have three parts -- the Duodenum, Jejunum, and Ileum. The majority of digestion and absorption occurs here after the milky chyme enters the duodenum. The small intestine looks like a strange underwater world filled with things that resemble small finger-like cactuses. But they're not cactuses, they're villi. Like sponges, they're able to absorb tremendous amounts of nutrients from the food you eat. From the villi, the nutrients will flow into your bloodstream. 

Second to the last station will be the large intestine. It's much wider and much drier. This is where you will find that the leftovers getting smaller, harder and drier as they're pushed through the tube. After all, this is the place where water is extracted and recycled back into your body. In fact, the leftovers that leave your body are about 1/3 the size of what first arrived in your intestines! Cool, right?

Then, we will reach our final destination. Now the drier leftovers are various handsome shades of brown. They sit, at the end of their journey, waiting for you to expel them -- out your anus. Of course, you know the rest! A glorious, if slightly stinky, journey, don't you think? 

I hope this letter will help you once you get back at school. We hope that you get well soon. Don’t forget to eat a lot of healthy foods and drink a lot of water.

Now class, I hope you learn something about the body’s digestive system. Sana lang maganda ang grade ng anak niya pagpasa nito. para at least worth it naman ang pagod ko dito.

isa lang ang narealize ko, nakakamiss mag aral ulet.

Epilepsy

Nakatira ako sa isang boarding house sa Guadalupe.

Kung ididescribe ang bahay namin, isa siyang malaking structure na hinati-hati sa napakadaming kwarto. Sabi ni Daisy, landlady namin, mga 80 daw kami sa buong bahay, dahil iba iba ang schedule namin, hindi kami magkita kita. Totoo yun, alam mo yun parang may shift ang mga boarders. Ang mga kilala ko lang, este nakakangitian ko lang, ung mga panggabi din.

Madaming kwento ang boarding house namin. May mga nakakatuwa, tragic, nakakapagtaka at nakakatakot. Hindi na din kakaiba na bigla nalang may eksenang magaganap habang andoon ka, para bang kulang nalang lagyan ng camera ang buong bahay namin at for sure, tatalunin namin sa ratings ang Big Brother.

Anyway, kaninang umaga, may eksena na naman sa bahay namin.

Since four AM ako nakakauwi, normally pagdating ko tulog na ako. Hindi ako malalim matulog, konting galaw lang sa paligid ko, gising na ako agad. Kaya nung bigla kong naramdaman na may babaeng sumisigaw kaninang umaga, nagising ako agad. Una kong ginawa ay tignan ang cellphone ko para sa oras, takte, 8 AM palang! Irita na ako agad paggising ko agad kasi tuloy tuloy ang sigaw. Hindi ba pwedeng isang sigaw lang, may natutulog kaya? Pero wala, ayaw talagang magpaawat ni ate, kung sino man siya. Sunod kong narinig ay parang nagkakagulo na, hindi muna ako tumayo, pinakiramdaman ko kung kailangang magpanic na ba, matatapos din ang mga maiingay na yan, makakatulog ka din agad, sabi ko sa sarili ko.

Nakiramdam pa din ako. Ayaw ko pang tumayo kasi alam ko mawawala ang antok ko at mahihirapan na akong matulog ulet. Nung may narinig akong parang nagsabi na, “may tumagas na gas,” parang ganoon, deadma pa din. Inisip ko na wala namang nagluluto sa loob ng boarding house kaya imposibleng may gas na mag leak, tapos naisip ko katabi pala namin ang bakery, pano pag doon nanggaling ang leak at may tangang nagsindi ng yosi? Sigurado, paalam malupit na mundo na ang drama ko.

Masakit man sa kalooban, lumabas na ako ng kwarto. Napansin ko na halos lahat ng tao sa bahay namin, nasa common area, as usual, yung iba, alam na kung anong nangyayari at yung mga kagaya ko, makikiusyoso palang.

May babaeng housemate daw akong may epilepsy at nung mga oras na iyon inaatake siya. Nanginginig siya sa kama niya, at take note, sa taas ng double deck siya nakahiga. Siyempre ang mga housemate kong lalaki, akyat kaagad sa kwarto niya pero bumababa din pagkakita kay ate. Ang mga babae naman, parang hihimatayin sa kaba, pero hindi naman nila kilala kung sino ang biktime. Ang weird pa sa mga kaganapan, lahat kami asa baba habang si Ateng epileptic, anytime malalaglag na sa taas ng double deck. Walang nagtatangkang hawakan siya. Walang naghahanap ng number ng ambulansiya. Akala mo lang meron, pero wala. Wala. WALA!

Since naawa naman ako kay ate, tinawagan ko agad ang kaibigan kong nurse at idiniscribe ang nangyayari. Hindi ko kasi sigurado kung epilepsy nga yun, kasi alam ko baka mamaya nauntog lang si Ate tapos may tinamaang nerve. Mga ganoon. Sabi kaagad ng barkada ko, tumawag ng ambulance tapos puntahan daw yung patient. Ito na ang part na tumakbo ako sa taas at sinabihan ko ang isa kong housemate na humanap na ng ambulance.

So andoon na ako, si Ate, nanginginig at tumitirik ang mga mata sa harap ko, ang sabi ng barkada ko, make sure daw na hindi sasaktan ni Ate ang Sarili niya. Tinignan ko lang siya, nakahiga lang naman, nanginginig, ang tanging cause of danger lang ay kapag nalaglag siya. Natataranta na ako ng mga oras na ito, pero sabi ni daberkads, kumalma lang daw ako para makapagisip ako. Ang una kong naisip tabihan siya ng unan para hindi siya mapunta sa dulong side ng bed niya para hindi siya malaglag, hinarangan din namin siya ng mga housemate kong lalaki. Tapos yung isa, bantay ang ulo ni ate just in case maisipan niyang iuntog ng bongga ang sarili niya. Tinanong ako ng barkada ko kung sumusuka daw ba, chineck ko ulet, wala naman. Tapos biglang dumating ang mga nurse. Haist salamat, makakatulog na ulet.

Ito minsan ang gusto ko sa boarding house namin. Alam mo yung though hindi mo silala kilala by name at hindi kayo masyadong close, alam mo na pag nangailangan ang isa, may tutulong sa iyo. Kakilala mo man sila o hindi. Pagkatapos ng drama, nakatulog ako ng mahimbing, hindi lang dahil sa pagod, dahil alam ko na asa isang bahay ako alam kong may masasanggahan ako.