Manila Gay Guy

Hi Migs,

I never thought that the day would come that I would be the one writing to you. I enjoy reading your posts and appreciate your views on different dilemmas sent to you by your viewers. I need some sort of advice regarding my case. Just call me John, 22 years old, hurting and sad. My story just happened recently so everything is fresh from my memory. One day (to be exact February 13,2010), this guy (let’s just call him Renz, 29 years old) called me up. I knew where he got my number but I won’t mention it here anymore. He was a stranger. We talked for a very short time only because I was about to go somewhere. After our conversation, we exchanged a few text messages. When I got home, he called again. We talked for a very long time. I felt at ease talking to him. We exchanged infos about ourselves, our likes and dislikes, our funny stories etc. It felt really good just talking to him. more »

Why is it that when one is struck by this thing called love, everything seems to be magnified, all emotions get larger than life itself, its deliciousness so intense, tingling, running to every finger and toe, electrifying?

How come it envelopes every part of one’s self, so much so that one’s speech doesn’t escape the constant, many times repetitious, mention of the beloved’s name? And even in unspoken words and thoughts, the beloved’s presence is a fixture — the moments before sleep, he is thought of, so as in sleep, in dreams themselves, and in the break of unconsciousness to consciousness, he is there, just to be repeated constantly throughout the emerging day, till it’s time again to rest and sleep in his comforting, imagined presence.

Love makes life delicious indeed. And because of this, however way love/life progresses or ends, I revel in rapturous appreciation. I wish all of you, the experience of this kind of love.

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(By the way, happy birthday to photog Ian Felix Alquiros! *hugs*)

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It’s been exactly 2 weeks since I arrived here in the US. Dalawang linggo na pag-a-adjust (maulan ang Bay Area these past weeks), sa bagong bahay, bagong trabaho, bagong workplace, bagong environment, and yes, bagong set of friends din. I treasure all these new things, even those that make me a bit uncomfortable, because they give me that diversity of experiences I need so I can better prepare myself to be the person I want to be in the future. On the other hand, there is joy in swimming with the current, going with the flow, and riding the tide. Hindi man kumportable na magpaanod sa mga bagong daloy ng aking kinaroroonan, may sayang mapapala sa pakikipaglaro sa bawat nitong liko’t ligwak.

Last Friday, I met someone.

Isa sa mga na-resolve ko na gawin sa aking pagtuntong dito sa Amerika ay ang magkaroon ng mga bagong kaibigan. Marami akong iniwang mga mahal na kaibigan sa Pilipinas, at sa aking pag-alis, noon ko naramdaman ang labis na ligayang naidudulot ng pagkakaroon ng marami, sari-sari, at mga tapat na kaibigan, iyong may pagkakaibigang walang pag-iimbot, buong pusong pagtanggap sa isa’t isa. Kaya naman, sabi ko sa sarili ko, dito sa Amerika, magkakaroon ako muli ng mga ganoong kaibigan.
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Kayod marino? Hagod marino? Well, just enjoy these masculine marine men — all featured in a new film by Paul Sta. Ana, “Marino.”

Saturday afternoon till evening… busy, busy on my laptop, preparing the first draft of MGG the book… I’m excited how it will turn out! Your suggestions are welcome!

Crank your brain up… Poke your creativity… Caption this photo!

(Photo found in John Logic’s Facebook Album.)