Book of Love: Cigarette Breaks

I believe that our uncertainly beautiful future with someone can start with a simple “Hi” or “Hello”,  Just like what Jim Carrey said in his movie, Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind. – Why do I fall inlove with the person who gives me the least bit of attention. – I could truly relate to that.

It all started with a simple Hello on a cold December night – smoke filled air, dim lights and faint sound of people talking not too far from us. “Hello” started the conversation, random topics,opinions and ideas flew out of our mouths and the stress from work that we were carrying on our backs seemed to be tad bit lighter. Minutes went by and I wanted to stay and chat some more but the ember from the cigarettes we were holding died out.  Time togo back to work…

The smile and Hello filled meetings went on for days, I wasn’t entertaining the thought that she’s an interesting person and I kinda like her, because I was in a long distance love affair with someone at that time… A few days passed by and we found ourselves having a drink with our common friend, we talked, laughed, exchanged stories and jokes, alcohol poured down our throats and I made occassional whispers to her ear, To my surprise , I was able to get her number, The feeling in my chest was intense, I was actually just looking for a good talk with someone that’s why I took her number,like what they say, there’s no harm in making friends,right?

When it was time to leave, she called a cab and was headed home. My friends and I stayed and we transferred to a place nearby to eat, when I checked my phone, I saw her text message. we talked and I asked her if she needs company since its still too early for me to go home. she then gave me directions  to her place and next thing I know, we were alone in her room… We got to know more about eachother and just like a switch, – we clicked… Nothing happened that day we just spent hours talking and laughing,  it was very refreshing and something new for me.  She knew I was with someone and I was completely honest with her from the start… After a good conversation and a liter of water, I left and went home, but before I did, I kissed her on the cheek…Little did I know, The innocent kiss was a start to something else…

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January 16, 2013 at 7:11 am Leave a comment

Book of Love

In life, it all comes down to decisions. It can be as simple as choosing the escalator over the stairs, what clothes to wear, what food to eat, going out or just staying in for the night…To something as complicated as deciding whether or not to write the book of the present and future with someone…or not picking up that pen at all.

This is a love story about two people discovering that love is something that we can’t fully grasp and understand,that attraction is instantaneous, and if two people are meant to meet each other and be together… They will be together.

(more to come)

– Sleepingnathan

January 13, 2013 at 5:39 am 2 comments

Coolest Painting ever…yes?

COOLGUYOkay…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…

November 13, 2009 at 4:33 am Leave a comment

Poeple will hate me for this

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                              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?

March 5, 2009 at 4:17 pm 7 comments

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*

January 26, 2009 at 4:17 am Leave a comment

what comes after the word thrice?

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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?

January 11, 2009 at 12:32 pm 1 comment

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?

 

August 9, 2008 at 12:18 pm 3 comments

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