June 27th, 2008 by Remcyl

A hot spot hits Dagupan and we are ready to conquer!

After hearing about this frenzy from Boo (Hugz) from the time we met, it has finally arrived last night and sadly, I wasn’t there! Yes, the infamous Zola opened last night and everyone who’s anyone was there. The weather wasn’t cooperating and I had no one to go there with, even Alain, since I am out of cash (as usual).

With this great news comes another.

I was just informed yesterday by the school coordinator that I was chosen (among the few) to be the master of ceremonies at La Salette’s 2008 Capping Ceremonies this July 11, 2008. And to my surprise, my English teacher who I had several arguments with during class was the one who recommended me. Talk about loving your enemies! Kidding!

Maybe the night after the Capping ceremonies I’ll be inviting Boo and some friends to check out the place and give you the inch-to-inch details.

June 27th, 2008 by Remcyl

So I’m pretty glad that I’ve been seeing Alain again after not being able to hang out with him for almost a year. We’ve been going around the city lately and most of them are all expense paid. Lucky for me he’s still unemployed and living the life of a socialite.

So after my class, we decided to drop by the coffee shop near my school, Digital Learning Links. I’ll just be posting a review of the cozy place (but there’s a shop even cozier than this and you’ll know why soon) when I don’t look like a schlub ‘coz frankly, this a look I don’t wanna be seen in my blog again.
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And now, my sweet Hugz!

Enough about Alain, he had waaay too much exposure already in my 5-part entry.

So me and Hugz, together with Alain, decided to go to Manaoag last Sunday for me to finally introduce him so Alain could know my hubby better.

We both looked super cute in our outfits while Alain looked like our personal Razzi.

The necklace he gave me just fits every outfit of mine.

Everytime I do this “smile” I always have this image of Mary on my mind hating it. LOL

Ah yes! Life is sweet!

June 26th, 2008 by Remcyl

Well, today was quite tragic after all my sidebar content were gone and deleted with no resources to get them back. Damn moving of hosting! LOL

Oh well, too much work has to be done so I’ll leave the video to explain the day I had.

*P.S. forgive me for the lack of hair and make up. I look like a drag dragged down to my grave, Augh! It’s just awful. And my teeth — GROSS! I think it’s time to get those braces after all.

June 22nd, 2008 by Remcyl

Yup, I know what you’re thinking, BAD PHOTO QUALITY! This would have to do for now till we both buy our baby phones, the Sony Ericsson P1i (I’d give it a 3-month span LOL).But who are we to care? The title says it all, and I couldn’t be happier!

Clearly he’s not a BFF.

So who is this new man I’m with?

I’ll share to you the details soon. For now, I’ll just enjoy myself with him and the cloud 9 we’re both in.

June 20th, 2008 by Remcyl

I took this video of Alain using his Nokia N95 when he was uploading his pictures on Friendster. I don’t know why it became shaky right after uploading it on YouTube. But anyways, I know how much Alain is going to hate me for posting this, but I’m doing him the favor of being the next big YouTube sensation after that Pempengco girl!

June 20th, 2008 by Remcyl

I thought this whole Daisy’s Visit series would never end. But sadly, it is ending now.

So let’s get it started.

The night was still young and I had the craziest idea after seeing the fabulous blankets Ayessa brought out. Every gay guy knows what to do when life gives you blankets — you make Greek outfits!

Now I know the outfits we’re intended for girls, but I just know I looked the best!

Ayessa: Girl, there were no faux hawks when the Greeks ruled!

Me: They just didn’t had clay back then. But I’m pretty sure this was a hit.

Daisy: There’s another mosquito about to land, and I’m running out of Off spray.

Laugh. Blank. Wondering.

Right after our Greek pictorial, we headed to bed and decided to call it a day.

The next morning, we woke up to Ayessa’s alarm clock because she had to go to work by 9am. So we prepped up without taking a bath, put on different outfits which gave us our last chance to camwhore as a foursome.

Nothing could be better for a background than a building under construction.

Starting from the left: Great Smile, Sort of Smile, Toooo Much Smile, Good Smile.

The incredible tandem of Daisy, Remcyl, Alain, and Ayessa.

I’m pretty sad that Daisy’s visit finally had to come to an end. I wish there was more time to hangout, but she had other plans which we understand.

I enjoyed every minute she was with us, and I, in behalf of both Alain and Ayessa, are surely going to miss you Daisy!

See you on your next vay-kay!

 

June 19th, 2008 by Remcyl

To both Abraham Amigable and Raymark Perreras, Yes I’m a slut! But I’m the best slut in town. Fuck! I’m the best slut there is! Period! While you two are of the purest of all angels. Sometimes I even question why angels such as you guys exist here on Earth where all the sins are committed.

I just love how everyone seems to be doing this as a trend now. People meet other people. People spend time together and be, what’s the word again? friends was it?, and then one hates the other, speaks to everyone about it and then lives his life like nothing ever happened and goes back to the old drawing board, right where he started.

I on the other hand just can’t seem to get tired of answering all these crap. So here I am again, answering crap.

Let’s start with the ever so perfect Raymark Perreras. Raymark who lives in a world where he is the Queen of all gay people.

Maybe you’re right. Maybe I am about sex. Because unlike me, you’re all about love and affection and caring for your partner. Yes I did seduce your boyfriend. Your boyfriend was lying there and did nothing about it. Uhm, if I remember correctly, I gave him head for roughly 15 minutes. If he really didn’t want to receive one, he would’ve stopped me the moment I was unzipping his pants. But I guess he wanted one anyway and enjoyed every minute of it justified by his constant moaning. I never asked you to pick my side anyways with the whole Chris issue. I even told you and Abraham to choose whoever you want to believe in the middle of it all which both of you shouldn’t be mingling with in the first place. Frankly, I never stabbed you in the back. I’ve always stabbed you to your face but since you are always floating in the thick fog known as your ego, you never noticed it. Maybe Chris and his friends all hate me, I really don’t care. For if I was to care every single time someone hates me or says something about me, I’d never leave the house. Yes! I’m mean, self-centered, bitchy, grotesque, fugly, and everyone loves to hate me. I understand that. For all those things are not you. You’ve made that very clear darling! For you are nothing like me. You say you’re proud for realizing things this early. Early? Was it not just the other day when I told you to come clean to Abraham? Since it was you who didn’t want anything mentioned to him after what we did? Tsk! Tsk! Unlike you Raymark Perreras who despises meeting me, I on the other hand was glad to have met you. For now I know that people possessing intelligence such as yourself could be the stupidest two legged histrionic person in unexpected situations.

And now to the remarkable Abraham Amigable. Abraham who lives in a world where he is sinless.

For someone who used to confront things to me before going out in the open, you sure have chosen the best issue not to do so. So forgive me if I am to attack you the same way. I just hope you’re as ready as I was reading your comments.

I really have no idea how your boyfriend broke the news to you. If all of them were true, or if the story has been altered to benefit him being egotistic and all. But from how I remembered things, I told him how unfair it would be for you not to know what happened to us, when you came clean right after what we did. Which is why I advised him to come clean in the first place.

Poor Raymark. I have to say after all these things has been said, I pity not myself, but Raymark. I asked him to fuck me you say? Raymark, was it not you who wanted to fuck me out of pity after me and Chris’ breakup? I don’t know which is sadder? Your boyfriend fucking me, or your boyfriend fucking me just because he pitied me that I broke up with my ex-lover that he wanted to make me happy? I’ll leave the picking to you.

I find it soo funny how you consider yourselves victims. I had to delete one of the names you typed down for his own safety for I see no reason to involve his name in this subject matter just so you could prove how much of a slut I am. At the end of the day, I suck cock. For others, they get their cocks sucked. End of story.

Again, I never asked you to pick sides. If you chose Chris, then I wish you the best. For Chris is such a great guy. Maybe we had issues we never got to resolve, but that doesn’t make him a bad friend.

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In the midst of all these drama (which frankly I’m tired of), I only have one thing to say to these two lovebirds.

The two of you can hate me all you want. But unlike you guys, I prefer hating myself when situations that are out of my hands are given to me.

For all that had happened, the two of you should question how faithful you really are to your partner. I hope that with what happened, you’ve realized how quickly you two give in to temptation and how the littlest attempts can be the thinnest of ice. The moment I got back home and read your comments, I never thought of deleting them. For those were your opinions, and everyone who comments here are all welcome to share their opinions may they be personal or about my writings. The truth is, I have learned one valuable thing from Chris that I carry with me everyday, and that is to never pretend to be clean just to uplift one’s social status.

I have been a slut! But so have you guys! And frankly, there’s nothing wrong with admitting that you two are. I’ve never met any gay friend of mine who wasn’t a slut at one point of his life. And that’s okay.

Maybe the next time someone tempts you to receive heads or whatever sexual act, I am hoping you’d know how to handle them by then.

This is Remcyl Viloria. Graphic designer. Stylist. Slut.

Coming clean. . .

June 18th, 2008 by Remcyl

The long hours of waiting for our dear friend Ayessa finally came to an end as we picked her up at her office after working like a horse for the whole day.

Her house was a long ride from the main city so we had the chance to catch up on each other as the cab drove the dark streets.

When we arrived at her place, we immediately watched her play which none of us (Me, Alain, and Daisy) got the chance to see, Beauty and the Beast The Musical. I think I was the only one paying attention since Alain was busy worrying about his board exam results, while Daisy was in the middle of a horrible headache. Well anyways, after the show, we finally got the chance to capture our short time as a four girl group. LOL.

Click! Flick! Click!

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June 16th, 2008 by Remcyl

I miss going to the gym, its been 20 days since I last lifted weights and frankly, I’m not happy anymore.

Not because I don’t get to flex my so-called muscles anymore, but because I miss the comfort the gym gives me and my inner Beckham. The friendly people of the Power Box Gym has given me incomparable care throughout the one month I’ve been visiting them, and I was not even able to say I wouldn’t be playing for a while. But anyways, just reminiscing here…

Missing Kuya James, my trainor.

 

 

June 14th, 2008 by Remcyl

The dish we just had was something that needed time before it went down the “drain”. So a walk down Session Road was what we needed to take time off of our hands and let our feet do the walking wherever it may lead us.And you can never walk the streets of Session Road without paying the church a visit. The Baguio Cathedral has always been a part of my family’s visit everytime we go to Baguio. But it was only now when I was marveled at it’s beauty and silence.

This was my second shot and I chose this than the former since I wanted to capture the “gold/orange-ness” of the altar. I can’t help but gaze upon its beauty.

I was a bit teary after praying I must admit. Must’ve been because of all what has happened to me and how wrongly I’ve handled them, for I know I could’ve done better, a lot better.

When the three of us were done, I wanted to light some candles. So Alain showed us the way outside the church where the lighting was found. It was a path of saints and I was once again out of words for it’s beauty.

After having our candles lit, we headed back to SM Baguio to once again take advantage of the time we had together as we wait for Ayessa.

Their plan this time was to have coffee since I was freezing to death.

So we went to this amazing coffee shop, Saints Cafe’. We decided to stay inside since I was close to being ice. Our orders somehow took longer than expected, but once again, our innate decision was to camwhore.

Turns out, it was a bad idea since Alain was insisting the background made it seem like he was in Dubai, which means a gazillion shots of the same face and angle with the background that he fell in love with. Seriously, I could make an art gallery with the number of the shots he took of himself. But to save you guys from the agony of his face, I only selected a few.

Wiping the face is the perfect time to do a snapshot


Don’t you just hate how shadows could ruin a great picture