iwonder how the mistersuaves of the world do their tricks


listening to Kala’s Jeepney doesnt help much. well, yes, you have the basics there- when to attack, what projectiles to use, how to teem with fighting spirit, how to be vulnerable to phone-number requests

but comeon, can you really imagine me doing the hi-miss-dont-iknow-you-from-somewhere?



a real pretty gurl sat beside me on the LasPinyas-bound bus this afternoon. she was a thomasian archi student, and iwas inside the AB shirt, so maybe, the blood bond had a lot to do with it


ifound myself wishing to transform to richmond



thinking about it now, being him apparently wasnt the best choice. unless the gurl was itchier than gabe (as aura would have put it), there was no way mercurio would have flashed the doll a grin and a conversation-initiating hello

too many stories (and personal witnessing) of his female-eye conquering exploits. none still of a gurl

altho that may be attributed to the side-effects of yet the greatest gurl he had in his life


its not just that wednesday next week is making me feel like the world’s greatest loser for the second straight year



even boom wonders about the skills of the Lupins. imagine, someone as boy-next-door-ique and cuddly as boom, marveling about the people we all thought he was one of

see, boom related to us one of his NLEX adventures. just before he closed his eyes for a nap once, he watched a cute ogling contest between two of his fellow passengers- a John Doe and an Angelina Jolie

when he got knocked out from the mini-slumber a little while later, the duelists were already exchanging numbers

iwanted to strangle him for not observing the lovers-to-be as if his life had depended on it. atleast then he could have shared something more informing than envying. really. too bad boom’s cuddliness got the better of me.



igave miss archi not a single glance after her bottom had touched her seat, not wanting her to mistake me as another one of those guys whose heads she control the movement. ibelieve she had the remote controls for the two men that were in front of us

richmond, richmond…



even mark caguioa is of richmond’s type. iwont be elaborating much, for fears of having competition over him, but in a quick skim, Mr. Furious’ the shy type. he’d have a friend or a waiter approach a gurl for him and just have the seeds of their love fern be planted artificially

unbelievable, huh? FHM titled that interview with him “NO FASTBREAKS FOR THE SPARK?!” in recognition of that unlikeliness

the same magazine, however, once advised: you can do that technique only if your bridging friend looks way inferior to you. ithen remembered my case. iwillingly put it to rest at once



ihavent read yet jayjay helterbrand’s story of how he met and wooed her wife. eric menk is still single, tho once went out with ara mina. caguioa, the fucking hot playboy god of philippine basketball, is intimately friends with lauren hudson, a gorgeous fil-australian model who appears regularly in your local magazines. two or three years ago, he slept with juliana palermo for a while. and even before that, with countless other willing blondes, redheads and brunettes.

no lectures about one-night stands here, though. sex isnt very expensive; its love that costs whatever it is youre having famines of



reflecting further, richmond also probably wouldnt have stood a chance versus miss pretty archi

on her way out of the bus, her smile obstructing her phone-kissing ears, inoticed that her mouth was excitedly chattering even more excited words- the average non-taken listener would have thrown out what he had for lunch

but wait, hasnt richmond already dealt with those kind of challenges before? what if… XD



…
this is my tribute for the feast of the heat. the avenida and recto drive-ins must be full after this Sunday. i, however, have no time for love (except probably during evenings xP) with my suave boyfriends needing my support as they slug it out for the trophy for the next two weeks

my next update will either be the brightest or the gloomiest. wish for me the former