3rd life

i said to kalay before that august is really not my month. same time last year i was confined in manila doctors fighting for life against typhoid fever. that same month, two years ago, i was also battling tummy problems... now same month, 2008, going thru half of it soundlessly, this time is a near-death experience.
i should thank papa jesus (the power up there, not my companion named after Him) that i was given the chance this morning to go to the church and thanked Him for blessing me a good month so far. i prayed that i won't go thru the same hell again as what happened to me (and darwin) last year. btw, this coming friday is the 1st death anniversary of Darwin's gramps.
during those times that i was confined, i have to admit my communication to papa Jesus was more open. now near-death experience gave me this secure feeling that God is really with me.
me and my colleague were on our way to work when this car smashed the driver's side of the taxi. the impact was so hard that the mirror was shattered and the driver's side door caved in and won't open. it rattled me out of my reverie and took me a split second to realize that we could have just died there. the car literally shook because of the impact, and it almost toppled over. took me a moment to breathe again.
so i am mighty thankful that i am still alive and kicking, and blogging right now. guess, the saying that bad roots die hard is true after all... lolz

btw, i will blog on separate entry in detailed and how pissed i am with those passenger from the security car that hit the taxi. i just don't want to think of it right now because it infuriates me.

CRY TO REMEMBER

what's 2 gay men gotta do on a rainy weekend night? nope, not sex you green-minded freaks..

last saturday, it was raining the whole day so staying home dry and warm was the best option. we were planning to go to HOME DEPOT to canvass some paints for our house but due to the bad weather we decided to just stay home.

i cooked sinigang na baboy (darwin 's fave) and after we ate dinner i fixed the room to make it more comfy, did some cleaning, then off to the bed we cuddle while watching TV. We don't have any new DVD's so we just had what's on cable. after flipping thru some channels, i finally settled on the movie A WALK TO REMEMBER.

i know this movie from way back it's just that i don't like mandy moore so i did not pay any attention then. i mean of course i knew that shane west is already hot. so amidst the pouring rain, with my man embracing me, i was transported back in time. heck, darwin eventually fell asleep on me.

the movie rolled, i was literally "kinikilig", as what eli would have termed,it's like having your vajayjay blown by a blow dryer.. excused me, but it was not until that night that i fully appreciate the film. the movie's concept was simple: HOW MOVING TRUE LOVE IS.

a friend who was also watching that movie that night texted that the reason i enjoyed the movie more is because i am in love. which really made me teary eyed. i did not cry a river if that was what you were thinking. with my man beside me sleeping soundlessly, that warm feeling of being in love suddenly enveloped me. that feeling which i thought was kind of fleeting for the past few days came back. realization seeped in of how silly i am to think of cooling it off with my man due to some personal issues. issues which were really so-not trivial, mainly a by-product of my insecurities and my being animated to the secret glimpses of an office mate. something that i am just blowing out of proportion. i mean, it's just not everyday in my life that someone crushes (if meron nga) on me. i am just not so-used to it, because in my normal life, i am the one who always throws those secret glances.

and on that night, i did not walked the extra mile to remember... the tears washed away some blurriness that i am starting to feel on my relationship. it's nice to be back on the warm feeling of being in love and being loved...