The Things We Do For Love

Because of love, Raft3r:

- once took an early morning cab ride from Mali Bay to Rizal just to see her;
- bought multiple copies of Janet albums;
- learned to compromise;
- was forced to be more patient;
- got up from deep slumber (numerous times) to pick her up from night shift;
- chose a DVD sale over a date;
- resisted the urge to tell her that she was freaking crazy;
- booked several luxury hotel rooms;
- turned into a cynic;
- learned to control premature ejaculation.

On How Life Is

A plus size over the hill actor/politician had her SUV stolen and the local media was all over it.

A couple of days later, she easily recovered the vehicle. Problem solved.

An infamous and overweight blogger declared his subcompact missing.

A month after the incident, he can’t even have the police make a decent report about the carnapping. Problem persists.

This is life in the Philippines. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

The Other Side Of The Door

“Ang taba mo ngayon! (You gained weight!)”

That statement is certainly NOT the best way to start a conversation with a person you haven’t seen in while.

Raft3r has heard the line several times in the past couple of months. The next time someone says that to my face, that person is DEAD.

So what if someone gains weight?

Does it make that individual less of a person? Do added pounds make you less attractive?

Why do fat people become such easy targets for ridicule? This only goes to show how shallow some people can get.

Ok. So Raft3r is fat. Now back off.

Precious Declarations

Raft3r’s rules on dating:

1. Never let the girl pay for dinner.
2. Kiss her good night.
3. Don’t mention your ex.
4. Listen.
5. Make her laugh.
6. Be the perfect gentleman.
7. Carry a mouthwash.

Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart

It’s quite easy. Really.

When getting ready for bed, think about revenge. Plan on how you can get even with your ex.

Trust me. It’s the surefire way to sleep like a baby.

The End Where I Begin

Raft3r finally did it.

I went out on a date on Valentines Day.

Not that it’s a milestone, but Raft3r seldom goes out on the 14th.

I just think it’s tacky. Alright, shoot me.

With or without a date, Raft3r usually dates his mother on Valentines.

So mom was a bit surprised when she asked me where I was taking her to dinner and told her I had a real date.

I think mom was a lil jealous.

So there I was. Out on a one on one date with someone I really like on Valentines Day.

I kinda enjoyed it

May be I am beginning to change for the better.

Who knows, Raft3r might just take this to the next level.

Can't Stay Away

Everyone loves a freebie, right?

So when you are offered a VIP tix to a Kris Allen concert with a meet and greet pass, you say YES without batting an eyelash.

Despite knowing very little about the dude’s musical career, Raft3r accompanied Yummy Friend to the three hour music fest which also featured Boyce Avenue and that dance group whose name is quite difficult to spell out.

Having VIP access is one of the coolest things on the face of the planet.

For one, you are treated differently. Concert personnel are extremely nice to you.

You are surrounded by celebrities.

Those with lower priced tickets gawk at you while you get seated. It’s like having your very own paparazzi.

What’s my verdict on the concert, you ask?

Lemme put it this way. At least, Kris Allen wore a really cool shirt.

Sweet Surrender

Just in time for the love month, Raft3r bid adieu to a few of his most valued possessions.

February is the best time to dump someone and get it on with a new fling.

I sold my iPhone 3G and replaced it with a 3GS.

My old laptop will soon be given to the old folks to give way to a spanking new mini notebook.

Raft3r’s Picanto was stolen and caused such a heart break.

Letting go of material possessions can be painful. You grow attached to them.

It took a while for Raft3r to recover from the ordeal.

If only I can say the same for past relationships.

All Eyez On Me

On a Tuesday night, Raft3r hung out with two lovely chicks. We were at one of those hot nightspots in Greenbelt.

Guys were green with envy.

I saw them constantly eyeing my drop dead gorgeous female companions and wishing they were in my shoes.

Yes, life is unfair.

Deal with it.

Here Is Gone

Junjun. September 08, 2006 – January 22, 2010. Carnapped.