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Your wish is my command.

I already said I’d seen The Secret, didn’t I? The self-help DVD tells that feeling good or staying optimistic is the secret of most successful people on Earth. Just tell the universe what one desires—whether for good or for bad—and it will happen. This is different from wishful thinking. It’s more like thinking like you already have it. That’s why one should be careful of concentrating on negative things or what he doesn’t what to happen, because it will. Have you noticed that phenomena?

Of course, we can’t be optimistic at all times. We are humans. We are vulnerable to emotions. If we can be like that, then it’s like orgasm every minute. It’s like G-spot on steroids with flashing bulbs around it telling the partner where it is. Though we can’t achieve positivity to its absoluteness, it feels good to be optimistic. Moreover, life is too short to be negative, so why be pessimistic? Life is all about having fun and feeling good anyway.

So what do I want in life that makes me feel good? Well, aside from getting devirginated of course—which is one of my long-term goals.

  1. I want to be rich. Who doesn’t anyway? Building empires, being a mogul, having a private jet and being listed in the Forbes magazine, who wouldn’t want that? Maybe not as big as those, like Donald Trump or Bill Gates, but I want to get rich now or maybe someday. I like to spend my riches as if it won’t deplete. I want to experience the lifestyle of the rich and famous and buying all those gadgets and stuffs I’ve always wanted guilt-free. This sound so materialistic, but that’s what I wanted and what makes me feel good, why bother?
  2. I want to become a boss. A business capitalist, druglord or an owner of a bagoong factory, it doesn’t matter—as long as I am the boss. Giving orders, summoning slaves and whipping stupid employees’ backs, I’ll be glad to do those things myself. Though I won’t be that harsh—maybe a little, it’s good to know that this time I am their leader and I have workers behind me.
  3. Tour the world. Whether it’ll be with the Eskimos of the north pole or the penguins of Antarctica, I’ll be happy to visit every interesting corners of the world… or universe. Residing to a foreign land is the least of my options, I still love my country amidst the corruption and political hullabaloos. Going to Giza, riding on lions in African safari or killing family rivals with the Mafias will suffice my tour.
  4. Be an actor. This has been my desire for so long. I was already aspiring for this since I was a conceived. Theater, TV or film, I want to be a part of it. Though, I don’t have enough guts to attend any audition or workshops. It can be because of my low self-esteem or too much procrastination. I dunno, but I really want to try acting. I can’t tell if I have the talent but trying is already enough. Maybe I need to have the guts first. Who knows? I can be your next biggest pornstar.

Those are the things I wanted in life. They are still a broad description and I’ll keep the specifics to myself. I don’t need to blurt out everything, do I?

Now, what do you want that will make you feel great?


Darn. Having a URL filter in our office really sucks bigtime. My browsing prowess is really limited. I can’t post blogs immediately. Oh well, my timetable is stuffed with projects anyway. I barely have time to write in this journal.

I’m drying up my juices now. Not my brain juice, but my love juice. I’ve been extracting a lot of my love juice because I have been watching these DVD collection of erotic art films. A reliable friend lend me this DVD and it has been with me for a few weeks now. I think he handed it to me a week before the celebration of New Year. So I’ve been jerking a lot for a few weeks now.

Erotic films are far more appealing and arousing than porn flicks. It tingles the erogenous zones just by watching them. Unlike porn, it only shows sensual humping scenes, breast exposures and some frontal nudities without the macro or extreme close-up shots on the genitalias going up and down, in and out. I realized sometimes I really don’t like seeing the mussels in between the girls’ legs and be distracted by the ugly balls dangling all over the screen. I’m already happy with the idea of sex… almost. I want to be a part of it.

What’s more with these movies, they have stories to tell. Well in porn, they have stories too, but it doesn’t really matter. One of our hands are already pressing fast forward to the sex scenes while the other hand is under our pants doing its maneuver. Erotic art films deal with several topics like… sex. But really, there are more stories to tell in erotic art films other than sex.

The DVD I borrowed consists of… I think 16 films. Most of them are not in English. They can be in Finnish, French or Italian. So while my shaft starts to stiff, I still learn other languages. Educational, ain’t it?

So far, I’ve only seen a few of those 16 films. The first one I watched was Y Tu Mama Tambien, I guess everyone have heard or seen that. The next ones were Snack Bar Budapest where sluts displayed their hairy pussies while handling guns. Real guns, not the figurative one. Then Levottomat (Restless) 1 and 3, a finnish film that tackled about sex addiction. Jean Jacques-Annaud’s The Lover is a movie of a 15-year old girl who had an affair with a 32-year old chinese in Vietnam. There was also this movie which I forgot the title because I barely understand the plot of it. Ma Mare (My Mother) is about electra complex where the son has sexual desire for his mom. The latest I saw was Stealing Beauty which starred the ever-beautiful rockstar’s daughter, Liv Tyler and Rachel Weisz. I still have to see Antares, because the friend who lend me that DVD told me that’s it is close to porn. Now I’m curious.

Indeed, I am a neophyte of watching rated-R or rated-X movies. I only know popcorn and non-sense porn movies before. Now I’ve seen movies which have both sex and sensible contents in them. Therefore I conclude, not all films with sex are considered porn. A film without content is porn, therefore Anak ng Kumander is a porn.

I will not write a review about the films I saw, but I’ll give this post an X-rating.

Today’s January 9, 2008. Almost all bloggers are attending the Trinoma Food Tour, except me. I’m not after to pig out anyway, since I’m starting to watch and maintain my weight. Do I sound bitter eh? Not really, what I’m after on the said event is to catch up with fellow blogger friends. I miss them so much. I like to hear some news from them. Oh well! Since I’m stuck here in the office, I’ll concentrate on my work and kill myself with envy.

Who could be more bored like me? The company has just stripped my rights from blogging. Aaargh! Me? Away from blogging? I am so dead. Especially now that our home PC is also down. Our office blocked several websites like blogger, wordpress, youtube, friendster and websites that have the word “blog” in it or its URL. I have no other place to do this. Rent? I can’t take the full pleasure of my browsing and writing prowess, nor I can’t surf pornsites. But I’m a clever guy, I will always find a way to post my journals. No one can stop me.

I guess the office has discovered that I’m spending more time blogging/bloghopping than working. Not totally, I make sure that all workload is finished before I move on to my personal pleasures. If the project needs a lot of concentration, I set aside those extra-curricular activities. Have they/you noticed my blogging frequency has lessened during the last quarter of the year? It simply means I am really busy. Sometimes I’m a bit distracted with blogs, well, that’s only when my workload is light or still manageable. Now I need a laptop… a Macbok perhaps!

I think this is a sign for something good. Yeah, I’ve seen “The Secret” few weeks ago that’s why I see those negative situation a sign for something better. Maybe, my home PC being down, office internet has restriction can mean that I’ll be having a laptop… or better. Not attending the food tour can also be a sign that I’ll be losing my love handles. Who knows what my fate is up to? I’m just optimistic about it. Being positive feels good… orgasmic.

Never include good luck in your plan.

That’s what I learned after playing Zuma in my cellphone. It has a point, right? I dunno why this game is putting up quotations after a game over. At least I learn a lesson after losing a game.

The year is just starting and there’s already a lot of challenges. I like challenges, I’m a masochist.

Spank me hard baby!

The Holiday season has officially ended. And so is 2007. My 2007 ended with a bang. Let me correct that. My 2007 ended with a booze. Well, I was not drunk at all, but with all those festivities I was detoxified. Detoxified?! Yes detoxified. I’d just cleansed my arteries with alcohol.

2007 was a very challenging year for me and for my family. Time has tested my patience and preserved my virginity. I had those interrupted sleep patterns and several situations messed up my cranium. If stress attacks like a bullet, I must’ve been dead by now. But as they say, what can’t kill you makes you hornier stronger… only injured.
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