Jan 28, 2012

Super Clumsy (last part)


Rewind

Gusto kong namnamin ang sinabi nya.

“Alam mo, kahit maliit to, mas gusto ko pa rin ang longganisa. May kakaibang sarap eh…”

Rewind ulit sabay Slow!

Super Clumsy (pt.2)


Ahhhhaaaahhh! GOOOOOD MOOOORNING!

Ngayon ko lang na-appreciate ang ingay ng alarm clock ko. Mabilis akong naligo at nagbihis. Parang ang gaan ng pakiramdam ko.Pagka-ayos ng sarili, diretso agad sa sa kusina.
” Ma, anong almusal?…”, oo nga pala, lumuwas sa probinsya si ermats. Badtrip walang pagkain. Sa canteen na lang ako kakain., baka makita ko pa si Ayen dun.Eeeeeehhhhh!. Kinikilig ako!. Nyahahah!
Pagdating sa school, silip agad ako sa puno ng mangga. Wala si Ayen… makakain na lang muna. Buong maghapon ko syang hindi nakita. Malamang busy. Ang dami naman kasing extra curricular activities nun. Homeroom President, Editor-in-Chief, Student Council member, at kung anu-anong club pa.
Halos hilain ko na ang oras para lang matapos na ang araw. Kaya nga halos mahalikan ko ang matandang dalaga kong teacher sa Math nang sabihin nya na tapos na ang klase (syempre hindi ko ginawa, hindi ako pumapatol sa puno, maugat na kasi yun eh. Nyahahaha!).

Super Clumsy (pt.1)


“Arrggghh!!! Bitiwan mo nga ako!”, nagpupumiglas ang isang dalaga mula sa pagkakahawak ng isang lalake.

“Aba pare pumapalag pa.”, parang mga asong ulol na nag aabang ang mga kasama nya.

“Bwahahah! Eto ang gusto ko. Mas masarap daw kainin ang buhay na tilapya. Bwahahahah!”, mala demonyong tawa ang umalingawngaw sa tahimik na gabi.

HRM Girl [1] by bachelor3674


Chapter 1

Habang nagcha-chat sa isang site, may nagpm sa kin at nagpaalam kung pwede raw kami magchat. Malapit lang siya sa lugar namin. 21 na raw siya at graduating HRM student. Pumayag ako at nagchat kami sa site at lumipat kami sa YM. Nagpakita siya ng mga pics sa akin. Cute siya. Morena, Matangkad ng kaunti at athletic ang katawan. Maganda rin siya ngumiti. Maricar daw pangalan niya. Nang komportable na kami sa isa’t-isa, napunta sa nakakalibog na paksa ang aming usapan. Nalaman ko din na may BF siya na nasa ibang bansa, pero ok lang daw sa kanya makipagkaibigan at makipagdate. Di naman daw malalaman ng BF niya. Nagkayayaan kami isang weekend na magkita sa isang malaking mall.

Fool me not.. [6] just a kiss


I decided to combine chapter 6 and 7 of this story. Maikli lang kasi yung 6 at 7. At parehas pang non-sexual.. ayun.. ang boring na ata masyado.. er.  haha.. la magagawa.


Fool me not.. [5] WTH


“UH,” nagising ako nang umuungol..

Sht, bat parang ang lamig? I’m naked? Parang naka-aircon sa lamig. My head still hurts. Teka. I feel something good..down there? It’s like someone’s licking my…

Fool me not.. [4] dream..or not?


“UH,” nagising ako nang umuungol..

Sht, bat parang ang lamig? I’m naked? Parang naka-aircon sa lamig. My head still hurts. Teka. I feel something good..down there? It’s like someone’s licking my…

Fool me not.. [3] hurting inside



“Alexis!” sigaw ni kuya Aldrin na naka long sleeves na polo at may hawak na overcoat. Papasok na din siguro sa work.
“What?” nagmadali na akong pumasok sa likod ng color black na mazda 3, sabay bukas ng bintana. “Malelate na ako, kuya!”
“I wanna remind you about  the guy who is going to be here later.. wag mong sungitan!”
“I’ll try.” tsk. Puro lalaki na nga kasama ko dito, magdadagdag pa ng isa.
“Don’t try. DO IT. or else I’ll cut your allowance.”

Fool me not.. [2] the past



“It’s too late to talk shit about Gerald.. because he already broke my effing heart!”
***
Ang dumi ko na. Puno ng pintura ang sando at shorts ko. May pintura at pawis na din ang mukha at mga braso ko. Psh.. i really don’t care.. and does anyone care that i look like hell right now?
Kinuha ko uli ang isang paintbrush at tinuloy ang ginagawa ko–ang magpinta.
By the way, I’m good at painting just like my mom.. When i was still a kid, i used to paint with her in this room.. in this art room.. Oh, memories.. I hope she’s here with me now..
I looked at my painting.. I examined it.. Hatred filled my heart as I looked at my work. This is…a mess! For the hundredth time, basura na naman tong ginawa ko. I can’t paint anymore! Mukhang mali ata yung nasabi ko kanina, dapat ‘I was good at painting.’

Jan 27, 2012

Watch Your Step ~Part 2

After that, hindi siya naman siya nakipagcommunicate in any way. I thought nakalimutan na niya ako. Pero after two weeks bigla siyang nagparamdam.


Text Message:
Robert: Hey. Robert here. Sorry I was so busy these past few weeks? I wasn’t able to text or call you.
Lian: Ok lang. I was busy too.
Robert: How about dinner? Free ka ba tonight?
Lian: I’m here in Tarlac processing some permit for the company. Baka late na ako makabalik ng Manila.
Robert: Tamang tama, sabay na tayo mag dinner. Nagcommute ka lang ba?
Lian: Lakas naman ng guessing power mo. Pick me up sa terminal sa Cubao?
Robert: Perfect. Nandito ako sa Ortigas finishing some errands. Text ka na lang pag malapit ka na. Take Care!

Watch Your Step ~Part 1

I used to like stories that other people read.
I used to like music that other people listen to.
I used to like things that other people want.
But a lot of that changed when this one event happened in my life.


Mr. Tent

Mr. Tent

*This is a new story. Request ng isang mabuting ka-ibigan, este kaibigan. HAHAHA.. One time shot deal lang toh.. Hirap kaya magconceptualize pero thanks to Mr. Tent etoh nakagawa ako ng bagong story. Sorry kung medyo mabilis ung galaw ng story? hehehe.. na ninibago pa ako eh..*


Jan 26, 2012

Instincts


Instincts Part 1

~| This is my first ever story to be published online (in Pinoyliterotica.com). Hope, you bear with me. |~

When Kisses was 15 she met Peter who was 22 that time. She didn't think that he'd like her because for her she wasn't pretty enough. After a couple of months of being friends, Peter decided to court her. She said "yes" right at that very moment he opened his real feelings for her. Although Kisses was still prohibited from having relationships, she managed to keep their relationship a secret from her family. Meanwhile, Peter and Kisses was celebrating their 5th monthsary and Peter told Kisses he'd take her to SM Megamall. They decided to meet at the bus stop.

Jan 25, 2012

The 2nd Crazy Thing I Did - Dead Tired

Hello, I really apologize for this long delayed post. Sobrang marami lang akong ginawang personal stuff the past months kaya hindi ako nakadaan dito. Actually, this is the 2nd to the last story I will write about Dew. This is because during the time that this happened, medyo nag aalangan na talaga ako sa situation ko. Kasi, I was still in contact with my still bf (at least in name) and medyo lumalabas na yung mga bagay na hindi ko gusto kay Dew.

The 2nd Crazy thing I did – The party


Happy New Year! Sorry medyo natagalan po ang pag post ko ng next story. I was quite busy with the holidays and medyo ngayon lang ako nakapag net ulit with PL in mind (Sorry po).

Anyway, this story is a little wild (For me at that time) kasi it involves both Dew and Mark pero hindi naman sabay.To recap lang (for those who haven’t read my previous posts) Dew is an officemate who I call My Special Text Friend while Mark is the Quality guy who I have been “blue balling” since my bf went to the states for  few months to finish a project. We were technically an item pero we decided that we would be in a “cool off” until he returns because we had problems before he left.

Jan 24, 2012

The 2nd Crazy Thing I did – Something public


Hello again. Medyo busy lang sa work and personal matters. Medyo short lang itong kwentong ito kasi nothing much really happened. Though medyo nakakatakot lang kasi really public and this was something really scary for me.

So far, I’ve been with Dew (if you want to know about him, you can see my past stories) for a few months na. We go out, pero hindi parin yung sobrang labas na kami na. Though in a way, kami na nga but hindi lang namin pinapalabas kasi baka mag duda yung mga ka team ko.

The 2nd Crazy Thing I did – The interlude


Hello again, I would first thank all the people who left comments sa 1st 2 posts ko. This was really surprising and liberating now that I can unload here in a venue na kinda safe. Medyo matagal ako hindi naka post with work and Christmas parties all around (By the way, enjoy the holidays rin sa inyo). I decided to write more (Again, not alot) of my experiences and hopefully as soon as I can before I lose my nerve.

I call this the interlude because it sets up 2 things. 2 events that happened in my life which are a little interconnected. I think I will call both experiences “The 2nd Crazy Thing” because I do not know which was crazier.