Kwentong Balahura...hehehehe

Hey, wazzup guyz? Time check…it’s already 2:30 I'm the morning of the 8th day of March… Another busy day had passed and I'm here sitting in front of my computer listening to music, puffing cigar accompanied with some cans of beer beside me but can still manage to put something on this blog. I'm a bit tired from today’s work, I’ve went to some places around the city, checking stuffs and ended up to a dinner with my former colleague. It’s been almost 2 years na pala mula nung huli kaming nagkita, maraming bagay ang nagbago at ako na lang ata ang hindi. He also told me na ikakasal na sila ng kanyang iniirog at masaya ako para sa kanila, atleast after all those years sila din ang magkakatuluyan. While we are having a smooth conversation, naisip ko na “Oo nga, mdyo nagkaka-edad na kami at dapat na rin siguro akong mag-asawa”. And then out of that topic that we have, he pulled-up a blow question and said, “Ikaw pare? Kelan ka magpapakasal?”. Because I was not prepared to answer that kind of question, “Malapit na, nag-iipon pa kasi ako.”, yung lang ang naisagot ko sa kanya. Nung narinig nya ang sagot kung yun, eh medyo nag-iba ang kanyang tingin, I know he wanted to ask further kung bakit pero hindi na sya nangahas magtanong pa pero nakikita ko sa mata nya na kulang na lang eh magtanung ng “Are you gay pare?”. After our dinner, we went to a small bar at ipinagpatulong ang aming kwentuhan, paglipas ng ilang oras eh nagpasya na kaming umuwi. While driving myself home, I was wondering if how it feels like to be getting married, eh sa batch naming ako na lang pala ang matitirang single, lahat nakapag-asawa na. Medyo nakakapressure kung iisipin, lalo ako ang panganay sa aming magkakapatid and yet wala pa akong ipinapakilalang girlfriend sa aking mga magulang. Siguro meron na silang idea for who I really am, they’re just afraid to ask baka kasi totoo nga ang kanilang hinala na hindi ako normal pagdating sa buhay pag-ibig…hehe.
Wala na akong beer at kelangan ko na sigurong matulog dahil tomorrow is Sunday and I have to send my clothes to a laundry shop and pick it sa bandang hapon.
That’s all for now folks…this is Eugene, signing-off.

Many thanks.

Bored.....

ahhhh...It’s already 12:22AM, March 6, 2009 and somehow I couldn't sleep so as to waste time, I'm going to write on a blog for the first time. I’m Eugene, 24 single, with happy yet simple family, kind of successful on my chosen career, have the guts…a bit of body, smile, good sense of humor and most of all…a closet bisexual person. I spend my free time, watching new movies downloaded from torrent, reading novels and books (sci-fi and against church topics e.g. Templar Revelation), playing offline games, playing badminton as my favorite sport and also to mention chatting till dawn on my favorite chat room, OFW-11 (onse). It seems that I have more free time than anybody else’s does and I'm able to do pretty much stuffs. A freelance computer mechanic, systems analyst, developer/programmer, web developer, network administrator and programmer are my professions, and it serves as a source of funds to my vices (beer, drugs, weeds, cocaine…just kidding)...LOLZ. I do smoke sometime and drink some alcohol almost every weekend (I have only 3 weekdays...hehe). I love alternative rock and R&B tunes, FYI: Almost 80GB on my hard drive was purely music.

What should a reader expect on my blog site? Man, that’s a tough query to answer…but in general, this would be my private confession room so all I'm gonna be putting on this blog will be base on my personal occurrence. And since I allow readers on my site, this isn't a private anymore. Expect new post once a week or maybe even more than that depending on my mood. I have only one request to you my dear reader; anything you’ll read here are classified, please keep it as our dirty intimate secret.

Maybe that’s all for now, I have to check my email box. Lot of posts was on their way…thanks for dropping by.

It's not about how well you play

Its how you feel about what you playin.....

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