Kami ang mga kikay na Pasaway! Maalindog, maganda, puno ng sex appeal at kinaiinggitan ng lahat!
Bitchera galore kami kung isa kang pisante at hindi ka namin kalevel. Habulin kami ng boys, girls, bakla at tomboys! Oh but of courz our beauty is appreciated by everyone! Witchelles kame cheapangga at kami ay mga haciendera na may little pony and friends!
Ang blog na ito ay dedicated sa lahat ng mga kikay sa buong mundo! Swerte ka kung kabilang ka sa lupon ng mga pasaway babes. Kung irita ka sa kaartehan namin, kebs ko! Close this friggin' window now and visit a website for screwdrivers! Pero if you're the type of person who appreciates the intricacies and complications of being a KIKAY... then with open arms, plunging neckline and bursting cleavages... We, the KIKAY BURAOTS welcome you to our world... KIKAYGIRLSRULE!!!
"I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want as long as I can breathe and kneel!"
You are vanity or pride, your animal is a peacock (ever hear the saying "proud as a peacock?") "Vanity is an excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise." Yeah... read that again and quote "Sin from which all others arise"
How does it feel being a gay guy in a world full of prejudice and discrimination? Is being queer really just equated with the word "gay"? This is the first of a series of posts explaining my life as a gay guy. Read on...
I'd want to start this post with how I grew up at my home in Antipolo, born with conservative parents and stuff but I guess I'll just do that on my next posts. Slighty boring yon kasi wala pa naman mga dookit scenes that time dahil pa-virgin effect pa ako non! Hahaha! I want to express what I'm feeling right now... (intro Maalaala Mo Kaya Music)
I feel so sad today or should I say tonight. I want to cry... Wala ako sa mood magtrabaho! I had a fight with my boyfriend. Isang fight na kabog ang laban ni Mike Tyson kanina with that pisante looking, haggard sa shongkad na menchus! A friend of mine text me while I was inside the fx on my way to work (tawagin natin sya sa namesung na Mila) and she said she saw the pic of my boyfi at cablelink text network while she was listening to music. Gusto ko magwala! Ano na naman ito?! Nagdilim ang paningin ko!!! Yun pala pinatay lang nung driver yung ilaw sa loob ng fx, sayang daw sa battery! Buraot! Eniweyz, I felt bad coz what he said was that he was lifting weights in their gym (they have a gym room at home, shala diba?!). I felt so furious! Parang gusto ko bigla makipagrace car driving ala Fast and the Furious!!! I text him immediately asking him what he was doing. He asked me to call him but I made up a silly excuse that the guy sitting next to me was somewhat a suspicious character so I didnt want to take out my phone from my pocket and risk getting nabbed.
When I finally mustered enough strength to call him, he admitted he was chatting at cablelink even without me telling him I knew about it. He was shocked when I blurted out "Eh bakit kailangan mo pa i-post yung picture mo?!" Then he asked me, "Pano mo nalaman? Sino nagsabi sayo?" I swear talo ko pa si Maricel Soriano na tinatalakan si Diether Ocampo sa movie na Soltera! I told him Mila informed me about it. I went down the fx while I was still talking with him on the cellphone. I was already on the verge of tears. I was in pain (arte noh?) and wanted to go home. In my mind giyera patani ito! He told me "Kaya lang naman ako nagchat don kasi pinapatanong ni Bogart(charot na name lang to keep the anonymity) yung number nung dalawang chick kasi banned sya sa cablelink. Baby I'm sorry... Nagi-guilty ako. Honest wala ako intention na magcheat sayo. Sorry talaga baby... Please sorry na..." My mind was numb to all his explanations... Ayoko makinig, stubborn ba! Sabi ko "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Ganyan ka naman lagi eh! Sinasabi mo lang saken pag tapos mo nang gawin!" (and the winner for the best actress award is... Nyexbelle!) Patutsada nya, "San ka ba nagagalit, dahil sa nagseselos ka sa babae or sa lalaki?" Birit ko naman, "Naiinis ako kasi pinapangalandakan mo number mo! Ano napala ng pagchat mo, nakuha mo ba yung number nung girl? hindi diba, instead lalaki ang nagtext sayo!" Talak nya, "Hindi ko naman nireplyan baby eh. Baby sorry na... Bati na tayo (bate?! na-hot ako bigla!) Wag na tayo mag-away, malapit na tayo mag-monthsary... Para hindi ka na magalit sisirain ko na tong sim. Last time ko na to gagamitin tonight. Kahit itext mo pa ako mamayang 12 midnight hindi ko na marereceive yan. Sorry talaga baby..." Pinipigilan ko na lang na mag-crayola kasi nasa public place ako at ayoko magmukhang kawawa.
Naputol ang call. Tapos na ang 15 minutes ng Sun na free call. Wish ko lang talaga ginawa na lang nila 30 minutes para hindi bitin ang usapan noh! Isquierda muna ako sa mini stop. Emote mode. Feeling lost with matching mabagal na lakad na parang gumagawa ng Nina music video. Buy ako ng C2. Lemon flavor! Sarap! Tapos jumupo sa saksakan ng kalat na table ng ministop. Call ulit kay bowamae. Hindi sumagot sa unang call... Shorwag ulit ako, after 2 rings sinagot rin nya sa wakas. "Baby, galit ka pa?" ask nya. Silent mode ako. Tumunog ang cellphone nyang isa sa background. Shonong ko, "Sino yung nagtext?" Sabi nya, "Baby si Jag, gym daw kami." Deadma mode ako. Nasabi ko lang, "Gym? Gabi na ah." Taray ko ever! "Baby ano ba gusto mong gawin ko? I explained everything to you na. I'm not cheating on you. Wag na tayo mag-away. Ok, I'll give you space tonight, pero gusto ko pagdating ng morning bati na tayo." Aba, aba, aba! Demanding! Teka, ako dapat ang magdemand ah! With matching nginig ng boses ala ZsaZsa Padilla vibrato while singing the Born Diva theme, nasabi ko na lang ay... "Sige maggym ka na. Bye"
At dun natapos ang talkathon namin. Tulala lang ako na nakaupo sa mini. Then dumating ang friendiva kong si Pines (another charot penoy charot name) para sabay na kami umakyat sa office. Ngayon... Im sitting in my station writing this post. My anger subsided na and I've somehow forgiven him na agad. Ganon naman talaga ako eh. Mabilis mawala galit ko lalo na pag mahal na mahal ko yung tao. Pinipigilan ko lang sya itext para kunyari galit pa din ako sa kanya... Hay... gay life... harsh lalo na pag love problem ang pinaguusapan...
The question that lingers in my mind is this... How many times do we have to tolerate and forgive the person we love if he has already committed the same act twice? Does love really come as a package with happiness, sadness and tears?