Itanan Mo Ako

After dinner lastnight, I switched the TV on, turned the channel to 2nd Avenue and relaxed. That time, i've been thinking of getting a bottle or two of beer and just booz myself up.

Undecided, I just watched 'Top Chef' and see the contenders do their thing (the Chinese guy won the challenge).

Nagtext asawa ko.

He: " How are you? I'm on my way to work. I love you!"

Me: "I'm good but bored. Gusto ko magbeer".

He: "Bored? Gawan mo na lang ako love letter" (Write a love letter for me instead)

Me: "Love you!"

Haha. Thank you baby, now I have something to do. Ok! I decided to get my pen and a piece of paper to have this on draft. Wow! Classic!

I just feel so lucky that my loving babe never get tired to be so sweet even if I'm not in the mood.

Baby, here's a simple note for you.

Mr. Bottle,

Thank you.

(You make me complete.)

I Love You.

(There's no other way I wanted my life be at this time. I will still choose being with you.)

Let's grow old together.

(I eagerly responded to you when you sent me a message early today saying: "Itanan mo ako.")

Love,

Kurant Master

So that's it. I still had beer last night. I can't resist drunkness =)

This is us in Shang.

Mr. Bottle

Kurant Master (Me)

Yes. He Loves Me.

It was around 4pm, my bestfriend Leila woke me up to get something in my room. Unfortunately, I never get the chance to sleep again. Anyway, we're both awake and decided to phone KFC for a delightful meal. I had their famous bowl (take note, large) and a soda. She had fried Chicken and some salad. After eating and a long comparison of our Samsung Phones, I suddenly thought of my loving spouse Mr. Bottle.

I lit a smoke.
"Bakit ako minahal ng taong to? Napamura pa siya ng hindi ako nakapag text kanina." (why does he love me? He even cursed when I wasn't able to reply to his text message). Mr. Bottle did not curse me, it was the situation he's mad about.

He said: "Pucha naman tong buhay na to! Mahal na mahal kita eh." (Damn this life! I love you so much!)

My reaction was: whatta F!

***

Nagsindi pa ako ng isa pang yosi (yet another smoke for Kurant Master. Ding Ding Ding!). I can't believe that someone who's 10 yrs older than me just said that. Wow, ang sweet ng asawa ko (He's so sweet).

Remember when I said thet he left his ex-bf for 3 years for me? Yes he did. Well partly I mean. He said that he's not growing with him any longer and both of them were stuck in a situation where they really don't know where their lives will go. Naghahatakan sila (They're pulling each other down). Obviously, it was not a good sign for both of 'em. It's not healthy anymore.

Initially I didn't like the idea that I was one of the reasons why he left the guy. I believe in Karma kase. But Mr. Bottle proved me wrong. There's a lot of reasons for me to believe him and for me to love him.

***

Humiga ako sa kama ko, naka boxers lang. It's a scene he wants to see everytime he drops by to visit my place. Paikot ikot na parang baliw dahil alam kong darating ang asawa ko. Iniisip ko siya. Mahal niya ako, mahal ko siya.
I'm still thinking of my Babe.

When he arrived, he gave me yet again the sweetest hug and kiss. He grabbed me and went down on me. Yes, magaling siya sa rape scene. (he's good at rape scenes). No pene today. It's the first time I declined to go inside him. Demure ako today.

We hugged and talked to each other. I opened up the topic of him flying. Apparently, he's just waiting for his final interview for Emirates this January. There's no doubt that he'll get the post as a Flight Attendant as he has what it takes to be one. I suddenly felt sad, but composed. I know it's for his own good and he have always wanted to be an F.A.

He: "Baby, pagkasama kita ang lakas lakas ko". (Baby, I'm strong whenever I am with you)
Me: "Syempre love na love kita" (Ofcourse, i love you so much)
He: "I love you"
Me: "Hmpf, iiwan mo naman ako eh (Hmpf, you'll actually leave me)
He: "Para sa atin naman yon eh" (It's for us)

Wappack! It's actually a sweet conversation. "Parang my background song na chuvachuchu by Jolina". Am I in heaven? We are a match made in heaven (chessy and malibog)

Babe Mr. Bottle,

"Monogamous ako. That I can Promise. Also, we can't avoid people staring at my bulge and I know you know why and I promise I won't do anything bad with it. That guy in Gov, don't worry I'll just talk to him when there's freebies lang from Marlboro. I am just friendly. I promise to be your best GQ guy. I'll be your best fuck. Wag ka na seloso, I'm all yours. And please promise me that you are all mine.

Baby, pwede ba ako mag Embassy this saturday?" (Can I go to Embassy this Saturday?)

I Love you babe!

-KurantMaster

Better Than Sex?

Oohh!

Yeah!

Hot!

The balls, yes the balls.
B.T.S! (Better-Than-Sex) Atleast for me.

Takoyaki. My soul food slash comfort food. Why? I don't know. It's yummy. Most of the people I know hate it. Why?

"yuck"

"Gross"

"Kadiri ka"

"Parang Hilaw!" (uncooked?)

"anu yan?" (what's that?)

Takoyaki is a Japanese street food. Imagine toknene (quail egg with an orange batter) only softer , filled with some veggies, squid, and I don't know what in earth is there that made it so good. Infact, it is healthier than our local toknene.

Yuck? It's never yucky. It is just different. Not the usual balls that we eat. (the edible one)
Parang Hilaw? (uncooked?) No it's not! Yes it may look and taste hilaw but it is so well cooked. It is so tender like Mr. Bottle's lips.

Memory lane:

I first tasted it when I was around 7yr.s old. My mom would usually bring me to SM North Edsa to do some shopping. She would always pass-by to this small kiosk named Samurai Food. Thank God for my mom, she introduced me to Takoyaki (or what she calls Samurai Balls).

If you happen to visit the Night Bazaar in A.Venue, there's a booth there where you could get a good Takoyaki. A must try.

Got a call..

R.I.P. My Dear Flops

December 15, 2007 - Novermber 29, 2008

Havaianas Surf

"I will always remember all the good and bad times we've shared. You were my number 1 fan, my savior and my pal".

You saved me from hassles of life. You protected my dainty feet from the heat of the road. You guided me whenever we see a sign that says 'slippery when wet'. You were my knight-shining-armor whenever there's a creepy crawling creature that haunts me at night. You slap them without any hesitations. You were my only accessory apart from my body forming board shorts whenever I'm in the beach. I feel sexy with you. You make the boys stare, not at me but damn it, it was you! We even flew together on an airplane.

I am sorry if wasn't able to save you from that man. The man who stepped on you and made you suffer and snap. I was trying to revive you. I was really trying hard but I failed. Good thing your cousin 'sneakers' was in my bag. He comforted me when I bid goodbye.

To you old man, I will never forget the day you stepped on my dear Flops. You killed my dear flops! I hope your flops get killed, smashed, eaten by a dog, and all that jazz too.

Your spirit will remain. I bought a new one today and I know he'll be as great as you.

Mr. Ice, I know I can trust you.

My Ever Loving Surf:

Mr. Ice: