Sunday, December 6, 2015

Stepping Up

I recently got promoted to a Software Engineering Team Lead. It's big news for me. Considering that I'm only 23 years old, this is an event worth sharing and celebrating. Finally, efforts are paid off and results are showing!

I have a long list of people I would like to thank but I would probably want to shorten the list to the following:

  1. My managers and mentors - I have learned a lot from you. You've been a big part of my professional growth and your guidance is highly valued. I learned from you guys how to be compassionate to people and be understanding that people are not just assets but also team mates you can rely on. You guys taught me that leading is different from bossing people around. Leading is actually serving your team mates and bringing your team towards a goal. Aside from that, I became very critical with numbers and processes. I learned how to analyze these numbers and make decisions based on these figures. I find it actually fun to interpret these figures and find a pattern to trending data. Finally, you guys made me realize that making mistakes is a part of life and that these mistakes will actually define you further. Scars are interesting after all.
  2. Teammates - This would not have been possible without you. Thank you for all the lessons. Thank you for all the laughs. Thank you for sharing all-nighters with me. I'm grateful to you guys for making my work fun and interesting. Your endless stories are also a well of inspiration I always take into heart.
  3. Teachers and Friends - Of course, who would forget where he or she came from? Everything started here. A large part of my personality, my beliefs, and my faith are molded by the teachers and friends I've been with while growing up. This is an achievement by us and thank you for being with me.
  4. Family - You've always been an inspiration to improve. You have pushed me to be further than I can be and reminded me always that I can be whoever I want to be. You always knew my potential and you never fail to keep my eyes on it.
Thank you. I'm grateful. 

Let me raise my glass and say cheers to moving forward and growing up.


Saturday, October 24, 2015


I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. This has been a habit since I moved into the new condo unit with around eight other housemates. Namamahay lang siguro. It has been a week already and it was also a week of sleepless nights. But that night was different. I woke up because I felt someone's hand slowly trying to make its way into my boxers. I felt someone's hand trying to touch my whole length while the other tried to make its way under my shirt. His right hand successfully made its way and has full control of my length while his left hand played with my chest and my nipples. I feigned sleep as I was confused at first with what was happening.

"Fuck," I suddenly jerked. The roommate was caught by surprise.

"Pre, nilalamig ka. Gusto mo tulungan kita?" he asked. True enough, I was shivering. The aircon was facing directly my bed and its cold air has sent shivers to my spine.

He proceeded playing with my dick and I felt myself heating up. My length grew until I told him to stop. No, this is wrong.This shouldn't happen and I was not comfortable with it.

"Saglit lang ito," he insisted.

"Ayoko nga," and I pushed him away. He felt defeated and proceeded to his bed. I continued my sleep hoping this will continue till morning.


I woke up again same night with another roommate's foot extending towards my crotch. His bed was sitting beside mine and his foot was conveniently placed on my crotch. I felt his foot dead on my body and I wondered if he was just plain asleep. I closed my eyes again.

I felt his foot move. This time, it tried to place itself under between my legs. It stopped moving and was sitting comfortably under me. Baka nilalamig lang ang paa nya, looking for warmth.

A few minutes passed by and I felt him remove his foot. He put his foot on the other side of his bed facing away from me. I can't hear him snore. He usually snores when asleep.

He got up and went to the comfort room. The light from the bathroom flooded our room and I saw him got inside. I waited for him to come out for no reason at all. When he did, he turned off the light and went to his bed. I had no idea why but I felt nervous. My senses were on all-time high. Maybe you're just being paranoid, Neil.

Then there he was, slowly moving towards my bed, He lied besides me and he went to get my left hand and put it on his girth. I felt his length. I felt it throbbed. I felt his lips closing on my neck. I pulled my hand away.

I guess he was surprised. Because the next thing I knew, he went to his bed. I felt him shift. I guess he was pleasuring himself with his own efforts. But it was short-lived. I felt  him move again and he went over me. He tried to pull my boxers down. I guess the surprise was on me that time.

"Tang ina ayoko," I whispered softly.

He positioned his head above me, moving in for a kiss. I froze. I did not reciprocate. I wondered if I should push him away? Would he retaliate? I felt him try to bit my lip, his tongue playing with its outline. I smelled his breath. I smelled his scent. He was that close and his hands were slowly working towards my chest.

Sensing I was not interested in kissing him back, he stood up and tried to push his dick in my mouth. I put my arm around my head blocking his way. He insisted. He pushed. I blocked. My arm was always on his way and I felt him shove his dick against my arm. He was a bit aggressive. I was thinking of ways on how to assertively stop him but I was running out of ideas. I never imagined myself in this situation.

"Ayoko nga," I said carefully trying to not wake anybody else up.

Was he pissed off? He tried to pull my shorts again. I kicked him softly away. Fuck, I don't care. Just fucking get away from me. Please, stop. I suddenly felt his whole weight on me. His dick against my stomach. He moved. He moved and he moved. He kept on rubbing his dick on my stomach until I felt his release. I felt his seed all over my stomach and I heard him moan.

He got up. Went to his bed. Minutes passed by and I heard him snore.

I was left staring on the ceiling.

Until I noticed that the first ray of sunshine came into the room.

Saturday, September 5, 2015

A guide on how to stay in the friendzone

1. Don't let him touch you on your intimate body parts.
2. Don't reply ASAP on his texts or private messages.
3. Don't let him know that you're excited to see him.
4. If not single, always let your partner know your whereabouts especially when you're with him.
5. Let him know when he's crossing the line.
6. Do not entertain thoughts of having a relationship with him.
7. Always keep in mind that things are already great the way they are.
8. And that having him more than a friend will complicate things.
9. Remind yourself that you've been friends with him for a long time and this lowers down the probability of having an intimate relationship with him.
10. Remind yourself that your partner knows him and vice-versa.
11. When he says, "Don't talk to me about your problems with your partner because I've been thinking about it and I decided that I want to date you. Date date you," obey not because he wants to date you but because you don't want him to know when you're vulnerable.
12. Don't hold hands with him (refer to item number 1).
13. Don't go to an overnight swimming of an organization you're both a member of especially when he's attending.
14. Don't have breakfast, lunch, nor dinner with him.
15. Make your conversations uninteresting.
16. When he asks for help regarding with his literary pieces he wants to pass to different applications, politely decline.
17. If you're not single, keep yourself busy with your partner. He's the only love of your life.
18. Do not entertain distractions.
19. Create a list of why you love your partner (if you have one).
20. Create a list of 20 items on how to stay in the friendzone.

*** if all else fails ***

Get out of the friendzone. End the friendship. Even though it hurts. 

Keeping this list in mind.  

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Facebook factory of opinionated users

Browsing through Facebook, I noticed how quickly people voice out their beliefs on different topics, may it be personal, political, or religious. With one click of a button, their opinions are made known to the online world, some have even gone viral. It is a great venue for validation since your beliefs will be reached by thousands of your friends, may be millions if shared. Now, one does not need to setup a press conference or a meeting covered by media just to broadcast his or her thoughts (though using these will still help you reach a wider audience). A Facebook account, or any social media for that matter, is all you need.

It is amazing how Facebook has changed people. Called out in a classroom discussion to provide a take on a particular discourse, most of people would probably grunge, smile, then provide a half-hearted answer. Majority in the classroom would have been silent. But in Facebook, you will hear this and that. A viral topic would get someone's attention and opinion, may it be negative or positive. People would be too quick to judge these topics and provide their reaction with little thought put on it.

I'm happy that people are slowly coming out of their shell. Voiced opinions mean people are finally taking a step forward towards fighting for what needs to be fought for. Raised beliefs mean the mass can participate in intelligent discussions, where beliefs are challenged, the right will prevail based on truths and facts and the wrong will be corrected. It's an ideal setup. Yea, ideal.

You see, what bothers me is actually seeing the side people are on. I'm not saying that my side is right but whenever I question their assumptions and even their institutionalized teachings, they get defensive without even giving a proper rebuttal. They resort to ad hominem and I can't stand the mistakes in their argument. I'm not saying I'm perfect, I may have resorted to it as well due to frustration, but I wanted answer. At least some of it. I wanted to learn their side. I wanted to understand, but instead a rift is caused between me and them.

Until I realize I may be on the lesser popular side of the fence.

It pains me to see that some people are evidently providing answers that may be fatal given the misinformation the answer is based on. Aside from being quick to dish out answers, some, if not most, absorb information without doubting the authenticity of the information itself. Was the source credible? Once this misinformation is processed incorrectly, it's as if their beliefs are already set on stone, unyielding, feet on the ground stubborn. I find it funny how the process of absorption of information quickly stops. No process of verification. No process of validation. Zilch. Maybe because people are afraid to be wrong and once information is processed, it becomes their personal truth.

People will always be divided on important arguments. It's a given. But with a proper discourse on such issues, people have the chance to unite and move forward. I do not have the answers on why people continue to be misinformed, nor how people reject evidence-based information but I can still imagine a world where people can finally arrive to a correct conclusion with full understanding and acceptance.

But for now, only for now as we are still moving towards that ideal world where arguments arrive to bright and widely accepted conclusion based on hard-hitting facts, the questions that need to be answered remain:

How much do you know about your position? How further are you willing to go? More importantly, which side of the fence are you on?

Because the popular side of the fence isn't necessarily the right side of the argument.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Gym quickie 07-12-2015

Quick update. Around 2.5 yrs of lifting. Slow progress. Ugh. Pero ok na. Will post a back muscles and leg muscles progress soon.

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The temptation is in the house.

A flashback around nine months ago:

"Dito lang daw. Sa may banda rito sa street na ito," It should be in this street. Around the corner. I said. 

"Baka roon sa grupo ng mga bata roon. Sa may tindahan daw diba." Maybe he's with the group of kids on that sari-sari store. partner said.

We were looking for a bedspace where I can stay as I have moved to another company. A place somewhere nearer my office. As a probinsyano, I abhor the idea of commuting around the metro. The pollution and traffic scares me. So far and alien from the setting I've been used to in our hometown. 

I texted the contact I got from olx where I looked for an apartment or bedspace I might avail. It was night time and a breeze blew past us giving us a bit of chills. We've been walking around the whole day going through contacts but to no avail. The breeze was very much welcomed and a bit of a smile formed between my lips. 


A reply from my contact. He texted me more specific directions which we followed until we were able to locate the apartment. The landlord appeared when I texted him that we were in front of the apartment waiting.

My heart dropped dead.

The landlord was tall and his built was proportional to his height. He seemed muscly to my perspective and when he opened the door in front of us to let us in, his wide back faced us. My mouth watered. Literally. He showed us around the house and told me the terms of stay. There will be a contract of agreement, the pay starts when I finish moving, and how much I was going to pay monthly. I was honestly mesmerized by his body. His height. My eyes fixated on how his light muscles flexed as he moved. My ears were listening intently to his voice but not minding the message it tried to deliver. I was having a crush on the guy that might become my landlord.

Fuck. Is he really going to be my landlord? 

The "tour" finished and I assured the landlord my text in case we avail of his offer. The landlord thanked us and we said our goodbyes.

"Type mo yung landlord, noh?" You like him, don't you? partner suddenly said when we arrived at the MRT. We planned to have our dinner in Shang. Something to break off the monotonous routine.

"Haha, selos ka naman agad," You're getting jealous. Haha. I replied.

"Halatang halata kaya sa mga mata mo. Biglang kuminang at ang ngiti mo habang kausap sya lampas tenga." It's really obvious. The way your eyes twinkled and your face went all smiley while talking to him. You were mesmerized and your smile was already beyond your ears. he uttered without even trying to hide any hints of jealousy. He's cute really as I watched him smiling at me while making faces of playful jealousy.

We suddenly broke into laughter. We were not used to being uber sweet and jealous. We've been past that. That time, looking back, our presence is already too familiar to the other. So familiar that his presence is like air to me and vice versa. Taken for granted yet important.

We got ourselves into an MRT cab while he was still teasing me with the landlord.


Two weeks ago.

I was watching TV and I just arrived home after work. I tried to lull myself away to sleep with the show I was watching when suddenly...


"Can I invite you over dinner sometime soon?"


(Part 1 of 3)

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Together since

We've been back together since Vigan and I have honestly forgotten why you left me or, better yet, the reasons I gave you to leave me. I've forgotten everything. As if the universe has conspired to give me and us a clean slate. To start over again. To set everything right. To avoid making the same mistakes twice.

I'm honestly relieved that finally you're here by my side again. We may not be the perfect couple, we never have been, but it will not stop us from loving each other. No matter how much people may think I'm sugar coating things here, it doesn't erase the fact that this is how I feel and this is what I'm hoping for. Because I may have lost my faith in forever but my faith in you came back certainly. I realized that love was never meant to be a smooth sailing ride where boy meets girl (or in this case, boy meets boy) and girl (once again, in this case, boy) says yes.  Love was meant to be rocky, both sides of the relationship trekking through its course and finding itself a dead-end, a fork, or maybe a detour. We found ourselves a rocky path, a fork that looked like a dead-end, and we had to leave each other to take one's path to unknown. Unknowingly, here we are back to each other's arms and love made a way,

I'm not saying there will be forever. I'm not going to let myself delude to such grandeur again but instead I'm saying that we will work things out together and our love for each other will thrive as long as it can. I may not believe in forever but I do believe in love.

.... in a few days, two years will pass by.

Sunday, March 8, 2015


...of work. I miss my social life. I miss reading books. I miss blogging. Haiy. Hope the hectic work load and deadlines will all pass by soon and with me coming out of it in one piece.


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Saturday, January 24, 2015


So, here we are, smiling at each other. I've missed the smile on your lips whenever we meet and how your eyes would shine and the wrinkles on its sides would form. I missed your laugh and how you make me laugh out loud not caring what people might think of us. Our laughs are symphonies to my ears as they blend together knowing that one is for the other. I missed your witty remarks and how you tease me when I worry too much. I missed your body against me when we watch movies and how you make fun of me whenever I get easily startled by the imagery or the sound effects. I missed the touch of your hands as our fingers intertwine under the blanket of stars, our legs and feet moving in rhythm with each other as we walk. Most importantly, I missed you.

Maybe, we just needed a bit of a time off to realize that we are made for each other and that our love needs patience and a bit of allowance for mistakes.

Maybe, what happened is for the best and the distance between us made us long for each other. We realized the importance of the other. The heart grew fonder given the absence and somehow we found our way back to each other's arms

Maybe, our love deserves another chance. Period. No reasons needed.

Love, I missed you. I am willing to give this another chance. We both made a mistake. I love you. You feel that, right? Let me love you again. Promise me you'll fight for what we have and we won't leave each other's sides again. Promise me to let me feel that our love is stronger than any obstacle. Promise me to make me feel that this relationship is worth keeping.

Because I love you so much that I'm willing to lose everything, including myself, for you.

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Thursday, January 8, 2015

I went to Ilocos

Because I took another chance on love, forever, and us.

Love sucks.

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