Coolest Painting ever…yes?

Okay…it’s been awhile now since the last time I exercised my brain and wrote something on my blog,things has been quite interesting lately, there’s been alot of changes since the “JF experience” *see: People will hate me for this (which I won’t bother writing on my blog :p) …anyway,I just felt the urge to share this life changing painting to all of you Nice people out there…

I was browsing the net,looking for pictures cool enough to make it my wallpaper on my Cellular Telephone.when I typed “coolest painting ever” on google images,in my amazement (I was hoping to see paintings by Dali,or some famous dead artist or something) the first picture that appeared is this incredible illustration of a guy (probably Jesus)  kneeling beside a Mountain Lion of somesort,I mean,to pose right beside a wild animal and holding that position until the painter finishes his painting is just…plain Awesome…so hands down,this,for me…is the coolest Painting ever…

Poeple will hate me for this

              

                              Two nights ago (March 2) I went out  with this girl I was dying to ask out since I got her number,I met her at  a cooking demo,she was one of the audience…Anyway,we went out on a local mall,we had a good talk,ate at an “okay” restaurant (nothing fancy) and had a couple of  laughs then I took her home to her dorm.we were stading outside her dorm room and She Introduced me to her dorm mates which I barely saw through the little window,and they started talking in a different dialect (kapampangan,they were from pampangga) I couldn’t understabd a word they were saying,….anyway, J.F. (the girl I went out with) and I talked a little bit more  before she grabbed my arm and said her dormmates wanted some burgers, so we went out and bought booze and burgers (they said they wanted to drink aswell)…

 

                        When we came back to her dormroom she asked me to stay out cause she was going to chage her clothes first,the whole time I was Waiting outside their room I was thanking the big G. for that awesome opportunity (I was hoping for some action)…After awhile she asked me to come in,and there they were,sitting in their beds, we started talking  they asked me questions and stuff and they suddenly started speaking kapampangan again (I think they were talking about me ’cause they’d look at me and pause and talked some more)…time passed ,we had some laughs then one of them lied down and said she was going to sleep because she has classes tomorrow,then it triggered a chain reaction, the other two wanted to sleep aswell (so much for my ultimate dormroom fantasy) It was late so I asked them if it’s okay If I sleep in their dorm,one o them turned the lights off and J.F. and I lied on her bed and she told me to go to sleep,I put my arms around her and she shrugged it off … 5 minutes have passed and I still can’t go to sleep,I put my arms around her back and this time she didn’t mind it————–I would just like to say,I was a little drunk and I’m  a dude,so what was I suppose to do———— (I could tell she was awake ‘casue she was still moving a little) I stroked her waist and her back (she was facing down),but she kept pulling it out when my hand came too close with her “bra” ,So I went back to her waist and slowly worked my way down south,she took my hand out when It reached her bumm, she said “quit doing that” and go to sleep…so I did,I said sorry and just went to sleep.

 

                           The morning after,when we woke up ,I felt she was offended by my actions.. we talked a little then she walked me to her front gate and We said our goodbye, before I left I told her I’ll bake her a cake next time we meet she said “okay” and she had that look,the kind of look that you see in a person when they know they won’t ever see you again…and Off I go…while walking I kept thinking about what I did….I felt pathetic, (she was the type of girl you’ll be proud to have,the type of girl you bring home to mommy)…On my way home I said sorry to her and she just replied

“hmmmm…really?”

And that was the last text message I received from her, I called her on her cell but she kept hanging up,I apologized again and again and told her it was the booze that did that,not me….Until now I still feel shitty about the whole thing,I had my chances to show her I liked her and respect her and stuff but I blew it…shit,I think she was just testing me If I respect her enough to “NOT” try to take advantage of her that night…I failed miserably.thanks to booze.

 

Note to self: avoid doing “anything” when you’re drunk,just sit in a corner and do nothin.

Ps. I hate myself myself for this.

double Ps. shit I’m only human,I make stupid mistakes! so far this has been the worse thing I’ve done?

Innocence is Bliss

I spend  my sunday Mornigs at church with my family…and most of the time my mind wanders off  when the priest starts with the sermon,don’t get me wrong,I do my best to understand what he’s saying,but the priest is old and I talian and has a funny accent that I can barely understand…anyway, I saw this cute 4 yr. old (guesstimation) girl sitting next to her momma eating  junk food while staring at the ceiling,I saw the fascination in her eyes when she saw a bird flew by (yes,even birds go to church)…and I smiled…I remembered the times when my father took me to church when I was about her age…I felt a little sad ,beacause thanks to porn and the inevittable fact the devil will eventually influence our mind to commit sin over and over again, I can never be that naive and innocent ever…again…sometimes I wish that even for a day,I wouldn’t have to worry about anything and just go back to being a kid ,without a care in the world, just eating and sleeping and just being soft and cute…*sigh*

what comes after the word thrice?

 

okay,first of I would like say that I was born and Raised in the philippines so I’m not that Familiar with some english words…appologies for my Ignorance. (I learned most of my “Known words” by reading books and watching sitcoms and series from the U.S. and I thank them dearly for contributing in my Child like Vocabulary)

okay,there’s that word

*once
  Twice
  Thrice…

  What comes next?
  
  Frice?

Do I look gay?

It’s been awhile since the last time I wrote something in my so-called “Blog” ,it’s because there hasn’t been anything worth writing or as I like to call it “blog worthy”———–like the time when I was walking to the train station ( sa MRT santolan *para sa mga Filipinos na nagbabasa*) and an old fat guy offered me a ride, and I was like

SN: “gee,thanks mister”

old fat dude: “so where are you headed”

SN: “ayala”

old fat dude: “oh,I’m headed there as well,let’s go”

 

that was the first time I hitchhike,at first I had an uneasy feeling in chest that this dude might ask something in return,or force me to do something I wouldn’t normally do, but it all went away when I saw a rosary hanging in his rear view mirror….a few minutes passed and we still haven’t spoken a word to each other,the silence was broken when his phone rang,he picked it up and replied to the text message he just received,and the moment he put down his phone  he asked me,

old fat guy: “what brings you to ayala?”

SN: “our school is invited in a cooking competition in glorietta”

and he was like “oh okay”…and then there was silence again…except for the music coming from the radio,playing katy perry’s “I kissed a girl”, that was the 1st time I heard that song and I liked it, so I was dancing a little bit inside…After a few seconds his phone rang, again,he then quickly replied to his text message and put down his phone, and asked me yet another question,although I have forgotten what it was,anyway, a sick thought came into my mind  that he might be talking to his buddy via-text message about “a possible kidney  donor”——–me (in some rural areas here in the Philippines,people sell their kidneys for money )..,I was thinking that he was going to sedate me and transfer my unconcious body to his buddy’s car and find myself waking up in a bathtub full of ice and and a stitch on my lower back, so I was like freaking out in my head,but when I saw the rosary hanging from his rear view mirror  I was like

“okay Nathan,calm yourself down,he’s a Jesus worshipper,everything will be fine”

 

and the next thing know the van has stopped and glorietta was just acrros the street,I was more than happy to get off the van,but before I stepped out,I asked his name…

SN: “thank you sir,uhmmm,what’s your name? “

Old fat dude: “Efren”

I shook Efren’s hand and went on with my day… and just about a week ago,after a night out with my family, we found a Van  parked in our driveway,I slowly aprroach the van and found a man sitting in the driver seat,I was going to knock on the window but my mom was like

“Don’t touch it! it could be a crime scene”

she’s affraid that I might get my prints all over the van and stuff,so she called guards and they checked if the man was dead or just sleeping…it turned out that the man was just heavily intoxicated——–these things happened last month and I didn’t bother wrting it because like I said It wasn’t “blog worthy” …anyway,after a month of silence, I sleepingnathan,will once again awake from my deep slumber and write something ”BLOG WORTHY” (this happened last night at Ali mall)

 

As I was pissing away my worries at urinal,I noticed a man in my right staring at me,I couldn’t look at him ’cause he was peeing as well,I can only see him through my peripheral vision.. I walked over the sink to wash my hands and I noticed he was still looking at me,this time I looked at him straight in the eye and found his Gay eyes staring at me,I cursed under my breath and quickly left the bathroom, and then I realized that almost everytime I go out,I always see a gay dude checking me out… now my question is this—-Do I look gay?

 

for mormons only…the mormon mystery

I just found out recently form a noontime show that you guys aren’t allowed to drink coffee….why?!

please enlighten my mind with your reasonable resons,I’m dying to know…. =)

lady named beia

the other day, as I was enjoying a refreshing soda in my local neighborhood, I saw a man riding a red motorcycle

 

 

snatch a bag from a nice old lady,they were about 50 feet away from me,it all happened so fast that when the motorcycle pass by me at about 30 mph all I did was look when I could’ve clothes line the thief or yell or something,I felt guilty and bad about myself as I  walk back home…

 

 

Ater a a goodnight sleep the guilt was gone and I Immediately felt that today (which is yesterday) was going to be a good day…and it was! I got the chance to wear a hamburglar costume (I work part time at McDonald’s)

I was sweating all over the whole time I was under the costume, the feeling of embarassment went away when the kids started hugging me…there was like a moment of transition from me——to Hamburglar,and just like that,I was in character,I was doing the robot and dancing my ass off,haha! the kids seems to like it,they were all ecstatic and happy and stuff…I know,wearing a costume is not exactly what the “cool” kids are doing but it’s my first time to wear a costume,so shuddup!…

anyway on my way home I decided to get a haircut….while I wait for the customer who got there before me, I busy myself by reading my notes about culinary stuff,and I noticed the lady beside me,who’s also reading a book, glancing at my notes, so I asked her waht she was reading…

Lady: “oh,this is just a romantic Novel,what are you reading”

Me: “Different methods of cooking,I’m studying culinary arts”

Lady: “Well I’m not discriminating this (placing her hands on my notes),but you just wan’t to be a cook?”

 

and I forgot the exact words that was spoken that night but it went on for about 3 minutes,she’s encouraging me to take business management after I graduate culinary arts ’cause she has a brother who happens to be the head manager in Hilton Hotel in Shanghai, she said he graduated culinary arts and business management…well I’m not really fond of taking advices from people I don’t know,but she looks old and full of wisdom and  seems to know what she’s talking about…

when I asked her name and thank her for the advice she gave me (which I think I will reconsider after giving enough thought) she shook my hand and told me her name was “Lady Beia” (I’m not sure how it’s spelt,but it’s pronounced as Bey)…I wasn’t sure if she’s a full blooded Filipina,’cause she speaks perfect english so I talked to her grandson (the customer who got there before me) he said she’s Filipino American and that she’s a muslim,and her name actually begins with lady….when they were about to leave I wanted to say something cool like “you take care now (followed by a perfect smile)” but I ended up sounding stupid…I told them…

 

” He’s a nice lady..I mean she (followed by a smile)”

 

and that was the words I left them with….

Nonsensical Matter

I Yelled “I love Satan!” at a bunch of mormons earlier…it felt good…don’t get me wrong I most certainly do not love the devil,I just love the feeling of making sudden choices that can either result to a beat-up or a rush that’ll make you feel alive and happy for just that moment…I think everyone should do something impulsive once in awhile… like Homer Simpson once said “stupid risks makes life worth living“…

Is he a she?

“your eyes can decieve you,don’t trust them”

-some guy…oh and Yoda…or Obi-wan kenobi?

 

 

Like any other 18 year old kid who has nothing better to do with his time than to browse the web,I came accross a photo  on Tickle.com,among all the profiles and pictures I saw,this woman caught my attention…

at firts I thought “dude,this chick is hot”

 

but as I went through her photos I started to doubt that this chick is a woman…

 
 

(look at the picture closely,just concentrate on his face and imagine he has no hair)  

and When I saw this picture I was like “okay,this chick’s a dude…Damn you EYES!!!”

I’m pretty sure he’s a dude….or is he?

 

Oh God,this happens to me alot,like when I see a lady person looking at me I always double check before smiling back…

This post falls in the category of optical illusion,or more like gender manipulation ( wait…that is not the right word)…anyway,here’s a video I found on youtube that’ll probably make you say….(awesome)…enjoy

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The word “awkward”

A couple of weeks ago, my brother and I were watching goodluck chuck on (pirated) DvD, my mother walked in about 47 mins. after the movie started but still decided to watch the movie with us,I was worried at first ’cause I know there were going to be sex scenes in the movie and I really wouldn’t like my mother to be in the same room w/ me when they show the scene…a few minutes passed,I glanced at my mother and noticed that she’s dozing off,and soon she surrendered herself to sweet sleep…and when the sex scene finally came up, my mother– who I thought was completely asleep – exclaimed

“ano yan?”

(what’s that?)

my brother quickly hit the fastforward button and said “Goodluck chuck”,( the fastforward button didn’t help as much as I expected ), (chuck) Dane cook was humping the brains out of a woman like a guy on speed, the pictures on screen didn’t skip, It just wen’t…fast,knowing that my mother is sitting 3 meters away from me the whole 13 seconds was silent,torturous,very very awkward and disturbingly uncomfortable,I was like “oh God please make it stop”…*sigh* it scared me for life…Thanks Mom