Month: December 2013
Warning: Philippines
When I say to a wicked person, ‘You will surely die,’ and you do not warn them or speak out to dissuade them from their evil ways in order to save their life, that wicked person will die for their sin, and I will hold you accountable for their blood. But if you do warn the wicked person and they do not turn from their wickedness or from their evil ways, they will die for their sin; but you will have saved yourself.
-Ezekiel 2: 18-19
Not only do I strongly believe in God, I also believe that He loves us and is very much active in our affairs. However, I’m the type who’s neither religious nor spiritual. And while I do believe in the supernatural, I don’t easily believe prophecies. Thus, I’m not really one to make fear-fueled religion-based posts. However, because of the direness and urgency of the matter at hand, I’m going to have to make an exception this time.
During our inter-church retreat in Baguio last December 26-28, on the third day, we were shown a video containing the prophecies of the prophet (obviously) Sadhu Sundar Selvaraj regarding the fate of our country if we do not repent, and among them is typhoon Haiyan. And as much as I want to believe that his prophecy regarding Haiyan was a fluke, I could not because his description regarding it was clear and specific, not a vague and open-ended statement. His other prophecies included:
- Typhoon in Tagum, Compostela Valley
Typhhon in Samar and Leyte (Haiyan)- Typhoon in Palawan
- Grievous death by waters in Mindanao
- Floods in Luzon and Bohol
- SEVENTY islands to disappear
- Earthquakes, fires, and volcanic eruptions
Among them, the worst two for me is:
- A new skin-eating bone-piercing disease springing forth from Pangasinan and into THE ENTIRE WORLD.
- A new quick-spreading disease will come from Cebu/Bohol. Said disease will cause people’s bodies to turn black, and old people’s bodies will burst, decay, and rot. People will not only fear the disease, but also to bury the bodies afflicted with it. It will also spread to THE ENTIRE WORLD.
However, all hope is not yet lost. Like what I’ve previously said, these judgments will only come to pass if we do not pray, repent, and go back to God as a nation. And not only will he spare us; He will also bless us and send revival to our land.
In all honesty, I wouldn’t post something like this if it’s just me. I mean, it’s the holidays, and I hate to be the harbinger of ominous tidings. However, like what I’ve said, this is a rather dire and urgent matter that concerns not only me or the people I love but the entire country, including the people that I do not care about or despise. And aside from the warnings of Mister Selvaraj, I have also read the book of Ezekiel, and what struck me the most is the quote before the post, thus compelling me more to post his.
God bless everyone. Remember – pray, repent, and go back to God. I would resume the usual tone of my posts, but I beseech thee dear reader, especially if you are a Filipino – please remember this post.
Ito-san wa Ore no Yome Part 2: Kurisimasu Waifu
My parents have been asking me what I want to get for Christmas. A smartphone? Nah. I already have a girlfriend (PC) at home, talk and text are all I need in a cellphone, and I don’t pretty much need to be online 24/7, unless it’s Final Fantasy XIV. A better video card? Hmm. While the NVidia GTS450 is already three years old, me and my girlfriend can still pretty much rely on it. Besides, because of some sort of peculiar miracle, I was able to save enough money for an NVidia GTX650 should the time come when my GPU card can no longer run the new games. How about some clothes? Well, like I’ve said, I’ve got my own money, so it’s kind of embarrassing to ask my folks for almost anything at all, unless it’s totally dirt-cheap. Dirt cheap for them at least. So, what does James want for Christmas? The goddess of war. Well, yeah…but I’m thinking more along the lines of “sweet, shy, smart, and talented manga heroine”.
I couldn’t remember when I last read My Wife is Wagatsuma-san, but I do remember where I stopped – the Christmas when Ran gave Aoshima a Christmas present and had an almost-kiss with him. Sounds like a relationship development between the two, right? WRONG. He didn’t kiss Ran not because he was shy, but because he already likes someone else, Wagatsuma-san to be exact. And while I do respect his decision since Wagatsuma-san is class-A (seriously, all the love interests in this manga are class-A), I would’ve chosen Ran in his case. And for me, the story ended in Chapter 54, as I know that things are going to get worse for Ran since Aoshima will be pursuing Wagatsuma-san wholeheartedly after. Poor Ran. So this year, my wish for Christmas is for me to be a manga character and spend all my days in an eternal Christmas in Japan with my beautiful manga artist wife.
What if my wish came true? Then that’d be AWESOME! Though it will always be a White Christmas since it’s manga and a White Christmas plays up the romantic atmosphere in any visual media, I’ll never be cold because I have a pretty, lovely and sweet wife. And speaking of snow, maybe we could go out, have a snowball fight, and make either snowmen or snow angels. And when it gets cold, we’ll get back inside and sit by the fireplace as we share a hot meal prepared by my yours truly. Or maybe we could have some breasts and thighs instead…from KFC, as it’s a popular Christmas tradition in Japan, and then I’d tell her about the popular Christmas traditions in the Philippines. And then she’d ask me what lovers do in the Philippines during Christmas, I’d make up of a bogus tradition. I’d tell her that such a tradition consists of the girl closing her eyes and keeping quiet, and then I’d suddenly kiss her…and then you guys know what’s next.
Oh I can only wish upon a Christmas star, but my Christmas wish will never come true even if I complete ninety-nine morning masses. Well, there’s always my imagination…
The Fight Before Christmas: Goddess of War
Christmas. A time of peace. A time of love. A time of…battle? Yes, you read that one right. A time of battle. A time when warriors lay down their lives in the name of victory. Except for one. You see, this one warrior laid his life not to win the fight, but to fight alongside the woman he loves, in hopes that they would fight alongside each other in all the battles of their lives.
That one warrior is I. And just like all warriors, I have fallen. And my fall is not one I can easily rise from, for I have fallen for a goddess, no, the goddess of war, and her name is Sean. Yes, it’s not exactly a girly name, but that is her name. Besides, her name matters not, for she is cute, short, and adorable Filipina type whose prowess in battle is unmatched by any woman I have known before. A tournament-level player in Heroes of Newerth, it only follows suit that she is one mean killing machine in DoTA. Not only that, as she also plays other games such as Dragon Nest and Path of Exile. Aside from her love of games, she is also an avid anime and manga fan. Ah, the many threads we share, thus the reason why I could not help but gravitate towards her. And perhaps the only way I could spend time with her without being coming off way too strong is to ask her for DoTA sessions or Dragon Nest runs. And last night was the last time I would get to play with her for this, and the last in this lifetime if I fail to have her heart.
I wasn’t really supposed to go to work yesterday, as all I wanted to do was splurge in Final Fantasy XIV. However, if there was something that weighed as much if not more than my love for adventuring the land of Eorzea, it is a woman. After all, a lazy ass such as I would never go to work on a day that I don’t have to if not for a lady; and not just a lady. but a lady of war. So to work I went and used one of my leave credits for half-day, as her shift ends at 10PM while mine ends at 1AM. Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned, as she had overtime. Apparently, she thought I was going to punch out at 1 and decided that she’d do more office work instead. A leave credit was wasted, but that’s pretty much okay, but what wasn’t was being unable to convince her friend Louie to go on first to the computer shop while I wait for Sean and finally have some moments with just the two of us. Unfortunately, I couldn’t, as he kept telling me to go on ahead while he wait for Sean, as if he’s doing me a favor when in fact he’s not. Or maybe he knows that he’s not doing me a favor and is doing himself a favor because he likes Sean too. Paranoid much? Not really, I’m just factoring out possibilities, just like in battle, where Sean and I and both our friends are going to march into.
Rap and I were in the middle of a League of Legends game when Sean arrived, and as much as I wanted to quit, I didn’t because I had to finish it since we were already winning anyway. But then she had to play a bit of Heroes of Newerth and there weren’t any pub games anyway, so we went for another round. But the game went south faster than you can say “the League of Legends PH community is toxic and sucks ass, and I no longer play it as much as I do”, thus we quit. And good timing too, as we already had opponents.
While most of the games were nothing but strings of my under-performance, it didn’t really matter. Heck, even victory or defeat did not matter as well, because the only thing that did was fighting alongside Sean. However, a warrior does not thrive on sweet-sounding ideals alone, but on glory and victory on the battlefield. And glory is what we seized. I didn’t know why, but something within me, most probably the side of me that wanted to impress Sean, told me to choose a carry. HAHAHA. Me, carry? I’m a slowhands who’s only average with support, and now I’m going to be a carry? WHY NOT! After all, victory belongs to the bold. Thus, I chose the carry hero who I think I am best with – Viper. Thankfully, both strategically and romantically, I was laned with Sean, who chose Ogre Magi. And while we pretty much had it tough because we were up against three hard-hitters: Morphling, Earthshaker, and Zeus. Nonetheless, we prevailed and I even got first blood through the power of teamwork and the power of the L-word. LANING. A perfect stun by Sean and three shots of acidic venom from yours truly did Earthshaker in, and Morphling got himself in a pinched and died after he waveformed towards us, all thanks to our hugs. TOWER HUGS. A few good kills, clashes, ganks, and towers pushed, and next thing I know I already got Vanguard, Treads, Lothar’s Edge, Crystalys and Assault Cuirass. I was a seedy, vicious, sleek, venomous, sly, stealth fighter that got 11 kills in total. While it sounds unimpressive (especially to Fernan who gets 15-30 kills on a normal basis), it’s a brand new record for me, and I couldn’t have done it without Sean and the power of the L-word. LATE GAME ADVANTAGES.
Battles end on either victory or defeat. As for my battle to spend some time with her before the long break, it was a definite success. It was no Christmas in Japan, and then there’s the fact that I couldn’t tag along with Louie and Sean when they went home at 4 even though I wanted to tag along because she might think I’m getting too close for comfort, but it’s more than not half-bad. It’s all good, although it could’ve been better. After all, we’re not going to see each other for a few days, so I should’ve made awesomely impressive moves or something. Then again, the battle isn’t over yet, just on hiatus.
Merry Christmas, Sean. God bless the goddess of war. May He give us more battles and victories to come.
Some Kind of Heroine
What is a hero? A perfectly valid question. Hero? Ugh, that is so…patriarchal. We live in a time of equality between all genders, so while not exactly a groundbreaking and fresh concept, I’d rather have a heroine. I mean, even though it’s been done a thousand times before in fiction as well as in real life; there was, is still, and will always be that agelessly novel and awe-inspiring air that the heroine gives off – that air of strength despite being considered by society and science as “the weaker gender”, that air of defiance against not only her enemies but also with preconceptions and stereotypes. And among their ranks is my beloved character in Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn; Aya Toujo.
A princess from a faraway kingdom in the far east, Aya Toujo had her heart was broken by a talentless playwright. Oh, that idiotic, talentless, good-for-nothing playwright who owes the princess everything – his scripts, his knowledge of plays, and his inspiration. If it wasn’t for her, he would’ve been nothing, and yet he broke her heart. Everyone could see that he loved her, and yet just because of his foolishness and indecision, he went for a plain baker girl. However, the princess could not bring herself to despise the bastard, so instead she decided to focus on what she does best – writing novels. And oh, everyone in the kingdom loved her works not because she is the princess, but because she has immense talent. And for her magnum opus, she has decided to be an adventurer in the land of Eorzea and chronicle her journey. But little does she know that she will become more than a princess, more than a novelist, more than an adventurer – she will become a true heroine.
While she would’ve excelled as a conjurer, a thaumaturge, or an arcanist (magic classes), she chose to be the exact opposite. Not only did she choose to be a melee class, but the roughest and toughest among them – the gladiator, purposed to be the unmovable stalwart shield of the party. The fortress. But why would a fragile princess opt to do battle in the frontlines? Simple – that is because most princesses and damsels in distress fall under magic classes, and to be inconspicuous she chose what can be considered as an exact opposite. Princess Garnet practiced summoning and white magic, and people everywhere recognized her because of her magic. She didn’t want that – the royal treatment, the celebrity status, the limelight. She wanted to be a total stranger so that people would treat her not for her social standing, but for who she truly is and the good that she does. Besides, though she may not have the strongest of bodies, inside her beats one of the strongest hearts in all of the land.
After her long carriage ride with an obviously perverted man who was staring at her breasts the entire time, she finally reached Ul’dah. A beautiful city-state in the middle of the desert, it is the most wealthy city Eorzea, all thanks to it being a central hub for commerce and its abundance in minerals. Reveling in its culture of affluence, its inhabitants lead luxurious and decadent lifestyles, and people from different parts of not Eorzea but also the entirety of Hydaelyn has flocked it in a quest for fortune. But Aya Toujo was on a way different quest. A quest to become a true heroine. A quest to not only make and tell a story, but to experience one herself. And in many undertakings, be it in heroics, literature, or business, the overused saying “start small” is always true. And start small she did.
Posting flyers…
Hunting dumb critters…
And the small things little by little lead to bigger things. To a much bigger world with so much sights to see:
People to meet:
That’s an NPC
Party people.
People to kill, who happened to be out there to kill you:
Monsters to hunt, be it with or other people…
or alone.
Monsters not to hunt if you wanna save your sorry behind:
And things to do:
Such is her big new world, her big new adventure, her big new life. It was only just a few days after she arrived in Eorzea, and yet she no longer could imagine living the way she once did. With her new experiences that brought forth feelings she has never felt before, she hopes that not only will she write one of the greatest stories ever told; she will also be one of the greatest heroines Eorzea has ever known, changing it for the better forever. And off she goes, continuing her quest with those two hopes in her heart and mind…
P.S.: “See you in Eorzea” she says.
Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Returned
I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world I’m coming home. Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday. I know my kingdom awaits, and they’ve forgiven my mistakes. I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world I’m coming…
-Skylar Grey, Coming Home
Final Fantasy – the quintessential role-playing game of my youth. Many days of my sixth grader life and college life, I rushed home so that I can be a hero again. Exploring beautiful places, fighting enemies of different shapes and sizes, as well as meeting colorful characters – adventures of a lifetime, only found in those archaic PlayStation 1 and 2 discs as well as emulator files. I was Zidane, pretending to kidnap the princess when he in fact has saved her from a life of misery and thrusting her into a brave new world full of adventure. I was Cloud, buster sword-wielding badass hero trying to save the planet from an evil super-corporation and and an equally evil super-soldier. I was Squall, a fresh graduate from a military academy who’s suddenly going against the most powerful sorceress in the land. I was Tidus, ace blitzball player sent to the future to protect Yuna; a beautiful summoner tasked to slay an ancient evil. I did try to play Final Fantasy XII, but it wasn’t my cup of tea since it was too “politically charged”, too bad because it was set in Ivalice. And speaking of Ivalice, I’ve been there twice to run two different guilds filled with people of different races (bangaa, moogle, viera, and nu mou), conquer lands, fight other guilds, and do requested quests.
Sadly, as much as I wanted to be updated with the franchise and play as Lightning, I couldn’t afford a PS3, not to mention the fact that I’d rather spend my dough on my rig and play DoTA 2 and some MMOs. They too were adventures of a lifetime – Ragnarok Online private servers, Rakion, Dragon Nest (two years baby), and Path of Exile. But then I realized that I wanted a bigger MMO experience – a wild wide world, five races to choose from, a versatile open-gender class system, and a cool and innovative battle system. In my quest to find one, I stumbled upon an old beautiful flame reignited as an MMO: Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn.
While it’s not exactly Square Enix’s first venture into MMO territory, as I’m sure you’ve heard about Final Fantasy XI for the PS2/XBox 360, they are indeed quite new to the ball game, as compared to Blizzard and NCSoft. And then there’s Final Fantasy XIV (which I wil refer to as 1.0), a clunky and non-intuitive mess of a game that received so many negative reviews, thus prompting Square Enix to majorly overhaul and relaunch it as Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn. Because I had doubts with the 1.0 version, I was pretty skeptical with A Realm Reborn as well. However, upon looking for reviews about the game, which were mostly positive, I finally decided to get myself a copy, in high hopes that this would finally be the long-awaited adventure of my lifetime. But there was one problem – from where? DataBlitz doesn’t sell the PC version according to their website(but upon checking the closest branch, they do, but I already bought a copy when I checked). Downloading from the official site would require me a credit card, and Father doesn’t want to lend his because he’s afraid that the card’s data might get stolen, not to mention the fact that the game is 20GB, which definitely would take forever. It seems like all hope is lost for me to return to Final Fantasy, right? NO. A true adventurer, when he or she cannot find his or her way, makes one. And in my case, there was one – sulit.com.ph.
Sulit.com.ph – the Philippines’ hit-or-miss online black market. If you’re looking for something, you’ll find it here, but don’t expect that it’s always going to be a good deal. Therefore, in navigating such a site full of shady postings, one must be very discerning on what is legit and what is a scam, for even the most seemingly honest merchant could turn out to be a con artist. And if you’re looking for a considerably pricey item, be doubly wary. And I very much was as I looked at the different ads. Some were selling CD keys for the game WITHOUT THE INSTALLER ITSELF FOR Php1450. Credible, isn’t it? And that was pretty much what most ads consisted of. I almost gave up on it, but then I stumbled upon an ad selling a hard copy of the PC version for Php800. Maybe I was just paranoid, maybe I have already lost all faith in humanity, especially in the honesty of my own countrymen, as it sounded too good to be true. Still, I knew deep in my heart that I had to try and risk the chances of it being conned, as it was the least shady deal, not to mention the cheapest. The things I do for the love of the game…
November 28, 2013. Around 6PM in Forever 21 at SM Makati. That was when and where the deal went down. He gave me the CD, still wrapped in plastic, proof that it is still indeed new, and I gave him the money. We shook hands, a sign of an honest deal. A sign of a hero passing on his adventure of a lifetime to another, as he was going to have an adventure of his own and find his fortune in the sands of Saudi Arabia. “I won’t let you down, fellow hero. I will carry thy will. Go find your fortune, and I will find mine.” I blessed him in my head for being such an honest man in a den of swindlers. After our deal, I headed off to work. However, while I was physically there, my mind, heart, soul, and spirit was already far away in Eorzea (the name of the world in Final Fantasy XIV), as I was already browsing info about the gameplay mechanics as well as the class and race system. Yes, I was that excited about it. Yes, I was that crazy-prepared. Well, anyone who’s looking forward to something for eons would be. Little did I know that I had to wait another eon…
As I made my way out of the company premises and had my bag inspected by the security personnel, he felt a flat rectangular surface. My CD. He questioned me what it is, I explained to him that it’s a CD. Without warning, he took it, so I snatched it from him. I knew I should’ve bolted past the exit doors once I got a hold on it, but I was gripped by fear and confusion, so I was able to do anything. I just stood there like a tree, so he grabbed it from me again and then told me that it’s against company policy to bring one within the premises. According to their ridiculous policy, I have committed an offense, so he not only took my work-related details, he also took the item in question to the Human Resources Department. Because of a ridiculous rule that I did not even know, my portal to Eorzea, to an adventure of a lifetime, was snatched away.
THAT CANNOT BE! IT IS MINE! I CANNOT LET THEM HAVE IT! Thus, even though I was half-asleep and already limit-breaking, I begged the HR personnel to return the CD to me. Return my portal to Eorzea. To an adventure of a lifetime. To home. I even told them that I would be more than willing to accept any judgement they would pass on me as long as I could bring the CD home. But my pleas fell to deaf ears, as they told me that they need the CD as evidence. EVIDENCE FOR WHAT? A “crime” that I unknowingly committed? Did I do any damages by just bringing the CD inside? Did I neglect my job when I brought it in? Heck, I can’t even install it in their crappy units that don’t have a DVD-rom as well as a video card. Still, they are the evil “bosses” who think they own us, make us work for wages way below what the clients consider as minimum wage, and give us zero career advancement, yet never hear us out. They would never hear out my valid reasons because they don’t care. They don’t care that I just wanted to play the game at home after a long day at work with the money that DID NOT COME FROM THEM. They don’t care because they only care about the client’s money. They don’t care because they have power over us. They have power over us because they give us a boring dead-end job that has pathetic excuse for a salary. They have the power, and I do not because I was in the real world and not Eorzea, so I had no choice but to just let it go. I let it go no matter how much I have waited and paid for it, for I was powerless against them ass-kissing bastards, that templar asshole security guard and that faggot HR personnel. My joy in what could have been changed form into sadness and rage over what had transpired. Sadness over the fact that I went home empty-handed and had to wait another day to get the CD. Rage over them championing an idiotic reasoning and cause. Rage over their drunkenness on power and my lack of it. But I calmed myself down and believed that I would get it the next day. However, among the many things I believed in, it was one of the wrong ones…
I could no longer afford to wait, so I went straight to the HR department right after I got to work the following day, only to hear disenchanting news. Apparently, them lazy asses would take them AT LEAST TWO WEEKS before the entire due process, as there will be an investigation and a hearing. After that, only then will the CD be released. TWO MORE WEEKS JUST TO GET WHAT IT RIGHTFULLY MINE!? It’s like waiting for a postponed date with a chinita goddess.“Just a little bit more. Wait for me, okay? ;)” said Eorzea. For my beautiful maiden, I waited. Even if it would take me forever, I would, for her beauty is a rare and delicate one. And thankfully, I only had to wait two weeks for it. To pass what seem would like another eon, I did what I usually do – go to work, read manga, watch anime, play DoTA 2 and Dragon Nest, eat, drink, pray, go to church, hang out with friends…a life. A life before going to Eorzea. A life that took my mind off it most of the time. However, when it didn’t, I felt pangs of rage and longing; rage over those who took away my beautiful maiden, and longing to finally see, feel, hear, and experience her beauty. Thus, I read more about Eorzea, its classes and races, its lively cities and perilous zones, and the quests it offered its heroes and heroines. However, the more I read, the more I longed. But like a true adventurer, I patiently waited and endured the longing as I looked forward to getting back my CD – my portal to Eorzea, my childhood, my adventure of a lifetime, my beautiful maiden. Next thing I know, one of the longest two weeks of my life had finally ended. Seeking knowledge about Eorzea was over, for the was time to experience it firsthand.
December 13, 2013. Friday. Judgement day. Me, my boss, her two bosses, and an HR personnel who we’ll codename “Alexander”, gathered together in a room to discuss what is to them a trivial matter and to me a highly vital one. Like a real court, I was asked to give my side of the story. The truth. All but the truth, and nothing but the truth. So help me God. And help me He did, for my one and only question to the judge was answered – when will I get back my CD? I didn’t care about the possible sanction; all I wanted was to get back my CD – my portal to Eorzea, my childhood, my adventure of a lifetime, my beautiful maiden. And so I did that same afternoon.
FINALLY! <♪♫Final Fantasy victory fanfare plays in the background♫♪> While they could’ve saved themselves the trouble of having a farce of a hearing and me the agony of waiting an eternity TWICE, I was very much grateful from the very bottom of my heart that I could finally play a Final Fantasy game once again. Not just another Final Fantasy game, but an online Final Fantasy game.
And at long last, on a blessed Sunday morning, I installed the game and patched the launcher. After two eons…
I was finally home. (to be continued)
You’ll meet her soon enough…
P.S.: Like I said, I didn’t care if what sanction they were going to give me, but thank God that all I got was a written warning instead of a supposed suspension. Although a suspension would be very much welcome because that would be five days’ worth of vacation in Eorzea.
Country of Jamaica
When you hear the word Jamaica, what comes into your mind? A Caribbean paradise with white-sand beaches and crystal blue seas full of sexy ladies? Black people with dreadlocks, wearing red, blue, and green apparel? Weed? Bob Marley? Well, yah man. But something else comes to mind too. Someone else, rather. A girl. She’s not someone who I’m hitting on though. While I hardly write about a girl that I have not taken a romantic interest on, I’m going to have to make an exception this once and just this once. It’s my friend Jamaica. Ja-mai-ca ♪♫ I-sa-bel ♪♫ Bu-guis (pronounced as Bu-gwa)♪♫.
I admit, I only made this post because I felt guilty when I failed to include her name among those who I chill out with in Starbucks in this post. However, while that may be the case, it doesn’t lessen the sincerity of our friendship, as I only failed to do so because I thought I already had included her name. See? That’s how much of a friend I am to her.
So what do I write about Jamaica? What do I write about you, Jamaica? I know you’ll be reading this because I asked you to. Do I say the things we already know, like the fact that you’re a pretty morena type with long ebony hair? That you think you’re fat even though you’re not (although you do eat a lot)? That you don’t see how I find Karmela beautiful even though she truly is a beautiful chinita with a slim semi-tall frame and silky shoulder-length hair? That you don’t like her cute blunt nose? That other girls beside her would get your approval for becoming my prospect? That she’s “plain as paper” and you’re a notch above because you read books, although I’d still choose her over you? That I shouldn’t compare? And what about the storm? Do you miss him or what he does for you? What about chinitos 1 and 2? Why did you turn down chinito 1, he’s pretty handsome, y’know (I’m not gay)? Chinito 2 sucks, y’know? Wait, what about The Devil? I haven’t heard about him from you anymore. Is it because of The Angel? Have you been riding the dump truck because of him? Is he the reason why Thomas is no longer a train and now a gun? Is he the reason why the show I think you’re already making moves on each other. Good job. Tell him to get his ass off playing DoTA and just come drink with us. With you. You’d like that, right? Remember when we were at the beach and you had a flat belly? Wait, let me get some shumai (that’s the English romanization for siomai). Or are we having pork adobo? Or is it chicken adobo? Or maybe it’s just you because you’re an angel? Or do you prefer meat buns? Hahaha. Only you would get this awfully incoherent flight of ideas, Ja-mai-ca ♪♫ I-sa-bel ♪♫ Bu-guis (pronounced as Bu-gwa)♪♫.
I don’t have anything to say anymore, except for the fact that you remind me of my lady friend Gillian. We’re really close, but we don’t get to hang out or talk anymore because she’s always busy with work on weekdays and with her family on the weekends. I hope that won’t be the case with you. I hope that I can always seek asylum in the country of Jamaica. That’s all I guess.
P.S.: Don’t even think for a second that you’re special and irreplaceable, even though you truly are.
P.P.S.: I now no longer owe you. It’s good that I paid because it’s an additional post in this blog.
Baby I’m Back
It’s been awhile since I updated this blog site. I would apologize to my loving public for being gone so long without a word…if I had any. Instead, I’ll apologize to my love, my mistress, my passion – my blog. Now baby, daddy was always thinking of you and wanted to tell you of my many tales and thoughts, it’s just that so many things came up these past weeks. But now I’m back baby, and this time it’s for good, so stop acting up and come to papa. I know you missed him too just as much as much as he missed you, maybe even more.
Now baby, you don’t have to ask me “DoTA o ako” (DoTA or me) because I know that you’re not orb effect. Heck, I think you like it when I play DoTA, especially with my friends, so I’ll be honest with you baby. It wasn’t DoTA that I was cheating on you with – it’s Dragon Nest. I’ve been getting those fancy equipments with II suffixes. But I’ve pretty much put that aside since there’s not much in Dragon Nest anymore since I already slew the Green Dragon and PVP’s getting kind of boring lately because Comp On is awfully skewed while elestras dominate ladder. To breathe new life to a game I’ve been playing for two years on and off, I made a prospective Bow Master, but I kind of got bored with her, so baby you don’t have to worry if I was cheating on you on a hot elf chick with juicy thighs and pointy ears I’d love to lick. I’m just going to wait it out until 70 cap arrives. And I probably won’t revisit my hot elf chick since you’re the only one for me. I’ll just make a kali. Just kidding baby.
Yes, I had a Professor K run with AizawaKazu. His Final Attack deals half a lifebar worth of damage.
I slay chicks, but I also slay dragons.
My character is the one that’s got her back turned. The NPC is more voluptuous. Shame.
No baby, I did not have any relations whatsoever with that sexy witch that was cast off the shores of Wraeclast. I mean, why would I involve myself with Path of Exile? After all, it’s kind of the more rightful heir to Diablo III, with its unique skill system that uses gems instead of an active skill tree, only a passive one, thus allowing more versatility to character builds. Not to mention the fact that for an indie game, it has gorgeous graphics. Baby, I meant the graphics, not FTVermillionMavis, the Emily Blunt-ish powerful level 21 ice witch who has slain the mermaid Merveil. And baby, don’t you think that it would’ve been better if she was named FTLadyGray instead? No baby, I’m not diverting the conversation away from Emily Blunt.
Ice ice baby.
Wee-atch.
Don’t be jealous of my coworker friends baby. Well, I admit, I’ve been spending a lot of time with them, so much in fact that I don’t have much time left for you. But baby, whenever I spend time with my friends, I won’t be able to tell you about them, and I know how much you love that.
You already know my DoTA comrades Fernan, Ivan, Nhel, and Paulo. Powerful and valiant warrior-heroes who will fight to the death for the sake of not only victory and glory but also for the thrill of battle and friendship. Well, the past weeks, with the exception of Fernan in DoTA 2, I haven’t really been playing with them. Instead, I’ve been playing with my guy friends at work, with the exception of one lady friend – Kel, Rap, Veen, Ryan (these four are in the same project as me), Ryan Que, Enzo, Dresden, Jeff, and Sean (the lady friend. Fernan, she’s the one I’m talking about). Well, it’s kind of a new “thing” for the guys at work because Ryan Que and Enzo opened their new computer shop, and after playing DoTA for a few times, they got hooked, even casual players Kel and Marveen as well as new player Ryan. It’s nice playing with them, but somehow I lack synergy with them. It’s as if I don’t feel at ease with them. With them, unlike with my tried-and-tested DoTA comrades, I feel pressured, stiff, and confined, and I don’t know why. In fact, among them, I can synch best when I’m teamed with Jeff and Sean, and I’m in a different project from them. Now baby, don’t get jealous with Sean. She’s just a girl I played with once, and I mean that without any innuendos whatsoever. Although I do plan on playing with her again. And baby, like I said, it’s not what you think.
If I’m not playing with my guy friends (and Sean), then I’m with Albert, Jha, and Bern sipping frappes at Starbucks. Yeah yeah, I should be hanging out with guys because I’m a guy too (Albert is gay). But what can I do? Talking over coffee as we feel the cool dawn seaside breeze (we’re already regulars patrons of the branch in Mall of Asia seaside area) while a giant neon-lit Ferris Wheel looms over us is just so chill. It soothes and calms my nerves that knew nothing lately aside from work and battle. Of course, I love myself some epic clashes with my comrades, but not almost everyday. Maybe once a week or two is enough. But when it comes to chilling at Starbucks, twice or even thrice a week is just right. If I have the dough, that is. No baby, I never, not even once checked out other girls in Starbucks. Try asking Albert. I did check out that hot and sexy pre-op trans girl though, good thing Jha told me she’s trans. I’m not gay baby.
And lastly baby, you know I need to work so that I can provide for the both of us. Okay, for me. Alright I admit baby, I’m still living with and off my folks and the money I earn is just used for hanging out, cosplay, and buying stuff I like. Nonetheless, even though I don’t need it to live, I need a lot of it to fuel my lifestyle that is totally way out of my means. Good thing I have a job as a contributor at Otaku Asia Anime Magazine. I was quite busy with it quite recently, thanks to me being assigned SIX articles, and that is why I haven’t been with you recently. Well, now that I’m done with my assigned write-ups about anime and manga, I can make my own now with you.
Yeah baby, me being gone for so long without a word whatsoever. But don’t you worry baby, because I’m back with a whole lot of loving, and this time it’s for good.
I put the I in the UNIVERSE. I hope I can put U too. 