Writer’s block

I haven’t been blogging because

1. I was out of town. I went to Lipa and Dagupan.
2. I was busy looking at Friendster profiles.
3. More importantly, I don’t have anything to write about! Seriously, I couldn’t think of anything significant.

It’s another weekend, so here are some interesting turn of events:

Finding someone, finally

A very good friend of mine finally found a girlfriend! After 25 years of single-blessedness that felt like eternity, this brother already found his girl.

What can I say? Bro, I am very happy for you. You know who you are. I want to mention you here but I’m not sure if I’m allowed to already.

Thank you for coming to me for advice, too. I am flattered.


Happy Women’s month!

Several months ago, The Archer caught my ire because he popped a question that I felt was very offensive to me – as a woman, as a person.

Yes, he knows I went out with women. We clinically discussed what goes on in my head, how I feel about it, why I am attracted to them.

After that very sensitive self-disclosure, he asked me --- of course, jokingly, if we could have a threesome.

I am already used to this – asked by a lot of guy friends all the time. It has been a quintessential question that I have learned to brush off. Some men, horny toads as they are --- will always think with their heads down there.

What made it worse was that he REPEATEDLY asked and the context was more of – if he could be lucky to get away with it, he would!

His ignorance cum arrogance even brought him to argue --- having a threesome is just a few notches above being a lesbian.

I swear, when I heard this I wanted the earth to swallow him whole!

I had to retort – does this mean if you can kill a fly you can kill a person?

Para sa mga lalakeng ganito mag-isip, sana itinuturo sa paaralan nila ang paggalang sa babae at sa kung anuman o sinumang tao ang piliin nilang makasama o makaniig sa buhay. Babae man o lalake.

Saan nga ba siya nag-aral?

Sa Ateneo lang naman.


Who said life is fair?

For 2-3 weeks, I was fuming mad I was plotting to murder him. When I was already a bit more pacified, I was now only set in conniving to arrange him a threesome with a bisexual acquaintance who has been into threesomes, foursomes, what-have-you, drugs and alcohol and another girl who is preferably positive with an STD.

He knows he totally pissed me off.

But he knows how to pacify my wrath.

Nanligaw in short. He was nicer, he extended himself.

Since I don’t like bearing grudges, I decided to become friends again. Benefit of the daw.

Things went smoothly from there. We became friends again – we talked about anything and everything under the sun.

Yesterday, however, was a 180 degrees turn. It was my turn to hit his sensitive cord.

What did I do?

People don’t know we know each other, see each other, much less hang out and talk about very sensitive things.

Yesterday, he made me think he accidentally “outed” me as a bisexual to one of my staff who happens to be very homophobic. I knew he was kidding.

You want psychological warfare – I’ll give you just that.

I told him I’m not very worried since I told that same person that we see each other, hang out and get drunk at some occasions. So what else should I hide?

That was a sensitive cord.

He FREAKED OUT.

I tried to pacify him. It was nothing but a big dumb joke that he started in the first place.

I did apologize – three times. Quota na sa pangatlo.

Until now he’s giving me the cold shoulder and I don’t know until when this is going to last. I think I have already extended myself. If he won’t budge – laglagan na lang sa ere.

Such is the predicament of people with skeletons in the closet.

Moral lesson of the story:

Be careful in pulling pranks off, the joke might just be on you.

Another moral lesson:

You can't expect to get the same level of understanding and forgiveness you extended to someone.