
sandy brief.. meshed hair.. burned skin. summer did make a great intro with me.. toxified with malt and nicotine i was mortified with the expense of my skin maybe the travel with russ brought me into new highlights.. with my summer life and of course my new found gay life. it was about 2pm when the sun doesn't bite too much anymore when i came out from the shade of a baby palmtree.. the beach is sugary and the sea is blinding. i put on my goggles and dip into the blues now, i am in my territory.. such a life.. trough the anti fog lens, i saw "sari-sari" sari-saring underwears, sari-saring body and sari-saring bloated faces hehehe.. how i wish i held a water cam with me.. =) plus the gurgling sound of the waves teasing me to nuts for it tickle my earlobes. the open beach became an open ramp white legs, bodies.. monochromatic.. dalmatian.. what have you.. basta naa si Mark Nelson.. but the thing is.. i failed to see him in person with the same beach im wading. after emptying two bottles of san mig lights.. im headed to the CR.. tired, i rest and nap under the baby palmtree listen to Fiona Apple with her paper bag while Russ grab some beers and do his last poetry for dumaguete.. 45 mins after.. stil shaky and drenched i headed back to sure to wash my sandy goggles when i came back.. russ already talkin with john.. exchange hi and hellos and do some formalities.. i met harly, john's partner then i met their community: the nerdy guy, a fatso, the stocky one and andrel the blabbing begins.. i learn this and so.. listening and chancing =) we then headed to white sands beach resort where we take splash and do some skinny deeping..
it was so cool and so exciting..
with all the new companions we have..
i have this explicit favor for somebody under the blanket of stars..
plus the scene of a couple making love in the expance of open sea
was so romantic... it was so encouraging and can't help to yearn for someone whose really
special..
cg lang..
soon..
den russ and i took dinner..
roam around..
wading along the beach..
seems to have pure shore by All Saints suited for a sound track..
moon dance, running , and screaming at the top of our lungs!
the bozos..
the concert by the beach.. the moon, the stars
the music.. U2.. Cold Play, Shaun Maulins and all
it was simply ecstatic..