First and foremost, I would like to apologize for the absence of new posts in recent months. I know some of you (and you know who you are) who’ve been f**king persistent in encouraging me to write. Mind you. You were really getting into my nerves but being a father is much tougher than expected. Kidding. Mom, I did not get someone pregnant. Well, at least, not that I know of.
But seriously, I realized that I got too embroiled on a lot of crap that I haven't been able to pursue my blogging interest (if there is any) for four months. I was busy looking for another job, found one as a software engineer, and then relocated in Cebu.
The idea that Cebu is now the place I call home should sink in by now. Adapting to this place – the people, the traffic, and the cost of living – was relatively easy although getting used to the sharp inflection and intonation of the Cebuanos wasn’t. However, familiarity to the words “lingam” and “massage parlors with extra service” and knowing what they actually do inside are some of the things I have come to understand especially from where I am living right now in Cebu.
On the flip side, my social network is roughly dependent on how many times I can go out in a week and how many times I can make my friends get drunk. I still have a handful of friends that I know of by their first names. Hell, I do not even know my room mates. But what I do know is that one of them is gay. Well, as long as he does not f*ck things up, I’m cool.
Well, anyway, that being said, if you’re in Cebu and if we happen to bump into each other in Ayala, SM, Larsian, Mango Square or perhaps in a lingam massage parlor, sneak up on me and we’ll figure things out…hopefully.
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