Sunday, April 20, 2014

Pink and Blue

Intro. Is it safe to say that I have seen everything in PR?

I honestly don't know.

But what I do know is that I get to filter people from the photos they post there.

(What's with the one line paragraphs?)

Most of the guys in PR are people who seek virtually the same guy: the non-effeminate. It's okay if you're not that hot just as long as you're not a queen (should I take that back?)

In the lesbian world, they group themselves precisely. You may either be a PINK or a BLUE. Pink lesbians are lesbians who look and act like the stereotypical girl. You know, a girl who goes girly stuff. Yada-yada. The Blue however, is the macho type. These lesbians are 'normally' big women with short haircuts. They tend to be big because.. ugh... maybe, just maybe, they're hiding their boobs or their curves whatever.

In their world, the match is PINK and BLUE. Rare you'll find PINK and PINK but definitely you'll never see a BLUE and BLUE couple. It's just not going to work.

In my world, the male homosexual world, it's the same only backwards. If we just change the words, rare you'll find a PINK and BLUE couple. The match is ALWAYS BLUE and BLUE.  Macho to Macho. I blame it to the Macho culture why the system is like this frankly speaking. Personally, I prefer someone who people will not have an inkling they're gay.


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Life as I know it.

I stopped blogging by the time we hit our podcast; it didn't push through.

My partner & I have had cold feet before our podcast even seeing the light of day. We're still brewing it up and thinking that it could be somewhat powerful. It's just a blog and there are some of the guys out there who'd like to see videos except for something written.

In any case, I think I'm going to start this blog again-- focusing on my plight as a gay guy in the Philippines. This is the not the first time this has happened, but I'm still hoping that even in these dark days that I'm in now, nothing is above me than experiencing things first hand.

With that said, let the games begin.

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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Listen To Our Podcast!

Visit our podcast: PLU Speak.




You can also find us in iTunes-- but as of writing, we're still getting the approval of their administrator if they're going to post it there. Wish us luck!

Here's the podcast link. http://pluspeak.podbean.com


 

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Monday, March 21, 2011

A Whopping 380!

You don't get that much publicity! While I am waiting for my cousin and my grandmother to drop by Robinson's Mall, I thought it is best to come up with another entry for this reviving blog.

Does it seem that I am writing because I am single? Maybe. I have mentioned before, even without much deliberation, that I'm currently running 4 blogs to date. I know, it's a handful.

So now, I have decided to update my PR page with a new picture. And this is what I got: 380 views. Who knew that picture could launch hundreds of ships! Yeah, yeah. You guys are right. It's just a number. What's quantity without quality, you say. I don't care. It's still 380!

What am I so excited about it anyway? The more people viewing me, the more chance that I get to be with someone I like, right? Wrong. I thought it's a little dangerous to do that because the more you get people viewing you, the more they get familiar with you.

Say for instance, there was one guy that kept on looking at me in a bus I was just on. As I got my ass back home, I opened PR and lo and behold: I got 2 messages from 2 separate guys who said that they've seen me in the bus.

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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Not much motivation there

This is a dying blog I see. Not much materials to post. Oh well, better start with something else though.

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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

My Dating Life is Over.

Si, mi amigo. The dark ages has ended last month. Now, I'm a changed man-- status wise. Still the same guy everyone adores and hates. Just the typical me only with a life partner now.

I tried to come up with a write up about him; That's going to be different. Now, what I feel about this relationship that I have successfully committed myself into is wonderful. It started out as nothing until it blossomed to something else.

This author wants to share the details to you bastards out there. But this time around, I am going to keep it a secret. There is just no point of telling everyone about this because it's my special someone. Get yours.

On to another entry.

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Friday, September 17, 2010

Half cooked... what?

Someone asked me why I pen my blogs as halfcookedabodo. I did not reply to his message but that's not important.

Half-cooked adobo... Actually, I just thought it was a smart pseudonym but not really as smart as I would like to project. Adobo is one of the dishes that is associated to us, Filipinos. This is already given. Everyone knows this. This is old story. Yada. Yada.

But why half-cooked? Why, oh why, you ask? That's because I'm half Filipino. I should have called myself Half-served Adobo, but I can't because I am not thin. Or Raw Adobo, but that's just too icky and will cause digestion problems. Come to think of it. Why can't we eat raw, unprocessed food such as meat in the first place? I'm sure that our ancentors before our ancestors did not find the need to cook food for digestive purposes. They'd hunt around, chase a poor innocent rabbit and  gobble up the poor defenseless rodent right then and there. No food preparations whatsoever.  No anything. With all the fur and the glistening internal organs saying a sweet hello to them. Ahh.. Oops. Rabbits may not have existed there. That's why I simply hate Epic/Period films. I'm blaming evolution for giving us weak-willed stomachs. Oh yeah. So half-cooked is very me. I'm very Filipino in every sense and being however, I don't possess the typical malay look. Maybe I wasn't cooked very well but just the same, I'm still an adobo.

Hope that answers it all. If you have another question, just shoot me a comment or just leave a message in Planet Romeo. Let me see what I can think of.




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