Mmmm Pocky

I Love Pocky. And I Love Pocky commercials. Today, one of the teachers in my Japanese institute is returning from Japan. Well, she returned sometime this week, but she's gonna be there today, and she's brining me a box of Pocky. Ah, I can't wait. For now, enjoy an obscene amount of Pocky commercials, so click read more!

Me encanta el Pocky. Y me encantan los comerciales de Pocky. Hoy, una de mis maestras del instituto donde estudio Japonés, va a llevarme una caja de Pocky porque se fué a Japón a visitar a su familia, y regresó en la semana. No puedo esperar. Por ahora, disfruten una cantidad épica de comerciales de Pocky, así que píquenle en read more.

Be warned. Some of the commercials make little to no sense. So don't question the logic, just go with the flow! Oh, and the first 2 of course, will be with the ever so gorgeous Satoshi Tsumabuki.

Some notes: It's a bit overrated, mostly consumed on this side of the world by wanna be Japanese (I'm completely serious, too). It tastes like any other chocolate (or other flavored) covered cookie I have eaten before, but hey, it's free. Don't get me wrong, I love their culture, I mean, I watch Japanese TV and speak the language, and I am fairly informed of customs and such :P, but from personal experience, it would seem some people tend to forget their own culture to replace it with another, and that's just sad.

The game they are playing in one of the commercials, is called 王様 (ousama=king). And it's basically a punishment game.

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Anorexia Nervosa

Is something I -don't- suffer from. But it has now trespassed the real world barriers and has come to haunt me on the Internet world too. Some guy at a comments page in another blog said I was anorexic! THE NERVE!

Now, I could give a shit about what people think of me but seriously, I'm a stick. And I don't like that. Someone help me! Instruct me in the ways of muscle gaining!

Alex-


Es algo de lo que -no- sufro. Pero ha rebasado las barreras del mundo real, y ha venido a hacerme la vida difícil en internet también. Un tipo en la página de comments de otro blog dijo que soy anoréxico! ¡¿Cómo se atreve?!

No me importa lo que la gente piense de mí, pero en toda honestidad soy un palo. Y eso no me agrada. ¡Alguien ayúdeme! Instrúyanme en las artes de musculatura.

Alex-


Listening to/Escuchando: Oh Laura - Release Me

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Curses! I've been tagged again!

Frank! I am so deeply sorry for taking so long in answering this! I haven't been keeping up lately with reading blogs. Was busy with Uni, stuff, you know. So I now answer the 10 interesting (or not so interesting) things about me. And tag 10 others? OK then. Double post weeeee. Don't forget to read the serious post below too!

1. I've had 9 dogs through out my life. Most of them given away because my parents were evil beings or other circumstances. 3 Boxers, 1 Golden Retriever, 1 Labrador, 2 Miniature Schnauzers, 2 Airdale Terriers. My last dog was one of the Airdales =( He grew up with me and passed away in December.

2. I'm a Biomedical Engineering student. Maybe some knew, maybe some didn't, so it fits here!

3. I ate a girl out once. She thoroughly enjoyed it. I hated it.

4. I've had 3 boyfriends.

5. My father stopped talking to me for a short while after I came out. He then went back to being like he always was, as if nothing had happened.

6. I hate veggies but force myself to eat them for the sake of my body.

7. Gerardo's Mother once asked me if we were sexually active. She's a special lady :).

8. I had my wisdom teeth removed.

9. In the event that I'm defeated in an argument, I will immediately change subject just so you can't celebrate.

10. The glass is half full.


Tags are (who probably will ignore the post, I know): Mark (mdoboy studio), Jay (+Gay=him), Savante (McBloggy, ok bad joke, whatever), Ben Dover, Jesús (de Valencia), Silly Billy (I have a parachuting question if that is indeed you parachuting!), DUP, NSSG (but he's away in Fiji), R*YAN, and Jules (though she does not visit me anymore :(). I had someone else in mind, but I suppose right now is not the moment.

Too lazy to translate this post!

Alex-

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Happy Mother's Day | Feliz Día de las Madres

CRAP! I just noticed I disabled comments on last post on accident, I was all sad I had no comments :P!

Ah well, this has been an ok week so far. Mostly good things have happened, so that has me in a good mood. But some things have been crappy. Read!

Bueno, esta semana ha estado dos dos bien. En su mayoría, cosas buenas han pasado y estoy de buen humor. Aunque hay cosas que sí han estado de la patada. Lean!

I've been hanging out with Gerardo the past days, since he is going to go back to his hometown for 3 weeks. I'm gonna miss him lots, but well, it's nothing new to me. He always goes back for some time during vacations and this won't be the exception to that rule. That has me a bit down, but hey, it's not like he's going away permanently, so...

Today was Mother's Day, well, yesterday, May 10th. We took Mother out for breakfast. In our family, we don't do cards, so she didn't get any. However, she did get our usual amount of love, and that was enough. Well, along with some gifts.

I got her a Coach bag, and fortunately, she loved it. Whew, I was nervous about that but it all worked out. And in the afternoon we had a grill, since she loves grills.

Today my mind was plagued with memories of her. She's one of the most important persons in my life. Ever since I was a little kid, I recall my mother being supportive in everything I chose, even silly things.

There's this memory I have, of when I was very small, and she took me out to play in the park. On the swings, the slides. I don't remember how old I was, but somehow that memory is fused into me. I couldn't have been a day over 3, I don't think.

She came home a bit late, and I was mad for some reason. And she took me in her arms, picked me up. I distinctly remember taking her necklace and trying to eat it or something. Apparently my obsession was to pull her necklaces off. And we then went to the park that was in front of the house. And she just played with me. Chased me around, laughed with me.

I'm not the crying type. I rarely cried when I fell as a child, rarely cried when something hurt. Though I admit I have a very low pain threshold, so I will complain a lot. But there's certain things (at certain times) that just touch fibers deep within me, and I just start getting teary eyed all of a sudden. And typing out that memory did the trick, and you'll find out why soon enough.

I guess to understand some part of me, I'd have to delve into memories I really don't like bringing back. But suffice it to say that it hasn't been all smiles and colors in my life. People tend to believe that I have had it easy since you always see me with a smile on my face. And I have a natural carefree air about me, or so they tell me. Yet, the reality is a much different one. Hmmm, maybe if I'm emo enough one day I'll write about it. Haha.

I guess I inherited her character too. I can be real harsh, I can be real kind. Arrogant at times, and bossy at others.

I remember how she's been able to pull us, along with my Father, through the harsh times. How's she's been there every single time I need her.

I also remembered how before I came out, every time I managed to pose the "hypothetical" question "What if I was gay?" to her, she'd always say she'd hate me, and that she'd kick me out of the house. "It's not natural.", she used to say. That she'd be disappointed and maybe would slap me around a little see if I came back into my senses.

The thought tormented me, and I tried to stretch my in-closet-ness out a bit more, but I couldn't, and came out. Her reaction was completely opposite. She said she had suspected it (with those questions, who wouldn't have, right?) and she didn't kick me out of the house. Thankfully. :P

And then, I somehow managed to get on my Mother's nerves today. I don't know how I do it, but it's a gift I have to piss people off. And she said she was sick and tired of me for today. Heh. I did not utter another word for the rest of the night.

I'm usually impatient, but I was extra careful today, after all, it war her day. Didn't complain a single time about her nagging. "Turn here. Be careful with that car. Oh look at these shoes, aren't they lovely? Oh they'd look great on your niece! Why won't you shave already?". I helped her in every way I could today.

After eating, we went to this place that has slot machines, but is not exactly a casino.

She won, I lost, my brothers lost, my sister won, my father won. Etc, etc. We had a good time, I thought. And I do not know what I did, but I pissed her off. I did, and now I still feel pretty crappy. Oh well.

Other things have been going OK. Lost and Heroes get increasingly better with each passing day. And I liked Addison's sort of pilotey episode in Grey's Anatomy. Tim Daly is gorgeous.

In anime, best series this season seems to be Darker than Black, been intently watching it, so check it out if you're into this sort of crap.

Music discovery of the week is Kula Shaker. Think Oasis with a psychedelic spin. Still listening to it, so haven't decided to put up a song of them on the music box thinger majinger.

Oh, watch these videos. They should replace the ribbon, clubs and hoops routines in gymnastics with this. It's so fucking cool. And the guys are just scorching hot (THE ONES OVER 18!).

Lastly, but not least, I hope you're feeling better Izzi. Send me a fucking cellphone message, but don't send it at 6 AM for the love of sushi. Or when you come back to visit, I'll show you what pain is. (Yeah, I know you stalk my blog, don't lie!) =) *hugs*

Alex-



He estado pasando tiempo con Gerardo los últimos días, ya que se va a ir a su pueblo en il norti por 3 semanas. Lo voy a extrañar mucho, pero bueno, no es nada nuevo. Siempre se va un rato durante vacaciones, y esta vez no es la excepción. Eso me tiene un poquito apagado, pero, no es como si fuera permanente.

Hoy fué día de las Madres, bueno ayer. Llevamos a mi mamá a desayunar. En nuestra familia no se usan las tarjetas, así que no le dimos ninguna. Aunque sí le dimos toneladas de amor. Bueno, y algunos regalitos.

Le compré una bolsa de Coach, y afortunadamente le encantó. Estaba nervioso pero todo salió bien. Y en la tarde hicimos carne asada, porque le encanta también.

Hoy mi mente estuvo plagada con memorias de ella. Es probablemente la persona más importantes en mi vida. Desde que era morro, recuerdo que siempre me apoyaba en todo, incluso en las cosas más triviales.

Recuerdo que cuando era muy pequeño, me llevó a jugar en el parque, en las resbaladillas, los columpios y el "subibaja". Era un moco, pero esa memoria está infundida en mí.

Llegó un poco tarde, y yo estaba enojado por alguna razón. Y me tomó en sus brazos, y me cargó. Recuerdo que jalaba su collar, y me lo trataba de comer o algo así. Tal parece que mi obsesión era esa. Y entonces fuímos al parque enfrente de la casa. Y simplemente jugo conmigo. Me correteaba, se reía conmigo.

No soy llorón. Casi nunca lloraba cuando me caía de niño, ni cuando algo me dolía mucho, aunque admito que mi umbral del dolor es muy bajo. Sin embargo, hay ciertas cosas (a ciertos tiempos) que tocan fibras dentro de mí, y simplemente siento un nudo en la garganta. Y escribir ese fragmento de memoria me provocó ponerme algo sentimental, y ya descubrirán por qué.

Supongo que para entender algo de mí, tendría que traer memorias que no quiero recordar. Pero es suficiente con decir que no ha sido todo sonrisas y colores. La gente tiende a creer que he tenido una vida fácil porque siempre estoy sonriente. Y tengo un aire natural de "me vale madre todo", o eso me dicen. Mas la realidad es otra muy diferente. Tal vez algún día si me pongo muy emo, escribo sobre ello. Jaja.

Supongo que heredé su carácter también. Puedo ser muy cruel, o muy lindo. A veces arrogante, otras... mandón. Creo que ahí quedaba bien un punto y coma en lugar de puntos suspensivos, pero no soy bueno para esto de escribir. Jaja.

Recuerdo como nos logró sacar adelante, junto con mi papá. Como siempre ha estado ahí cuando la necesito.

También recuerdo como antes de salir del closet, siempre que me las ingeniaba para poder hacerle la pregunta "hipotética" de "¿Qué pasaría si guera gay?", me respondía que me odiaría, y me echaría de la casa. Que "no es natural". Que estaría desilusionada y que me pegaría unos buenos catorrazos para ver si entraba en razón.

El solo pensar en eso me torturaba, y traté de alargar mi hospedaje en el Hotel el Closet por un rato más, pero no pude, y salí. Su reacción fue totalmente contraria. Dijo que ya lo sospechaba (y con esas preguntas, ¿quién no?), y no me corrieron. Por suerte. :P

Y luego, me las arreglé para colmarle la paciencia. No se como lo hago, pero tengo un don para hacer enojar a la gente. Y dijo que estaba harta de mí por hoy. Jeje. No hable otra palabra por el resto de la noche.

Usualmente soy impaciente, pero hoy tuve extra cuidad porque es su día según. No me quejé ni una sola vez de su chingue y jode. "Da vuelta aquí. Cuídado con el coche. Están divinos estos zapatitos, le quedarían hermosos a la bebé. ¿Cuándo te planeas rasurar?". Y también le ayudé en todo lo que pude hoy.

Después de comer, fuímos al Yak. Ella ganó, yo perdí, mis hermanos perdieron, mi hermana ganó, mi papá ganó. Nos la pasamos bien, creo. Y luego no se que hice que la sacó de quicio. Me siento de la chingada.

Lo demás va bien. Lost y Heroes se ponen mejor conforme pasan los días. Y me gustó el piloto de la serie de Addison en Grey's Anatomy. Tim Daly está guapísimo.

En anime, la mejor serie esta temporada parece ser Darker than Black, que he estado viendo, y la debería de checar si les gusta esta madre.

El descubrimiento musical de la semana es Kula Shaker. Es como Oasis, pero con un spin psicodélico. Sigo escuchando, no he decidido poner una de sus canciones en la cajita de música.

Ah, vean el video. Está de 10, eso debería de haber en vez de los aros, y listones, y palos esos redondos. Y los chavos están buenísimos. Los mayores de edad solamente!

Finalmente, pero no por eso menos importante; espero te estés sintiendo mejor Izzi. Mándame un pinche mensaje o llama o algo, pero no a las 6 de la mañana te lo ruego. Si lo haces, me voy a tener que ver forzado a flagelarte. =) *abrazos*

Alex-

Escuchando/Listening To: Utada Hikaru - Be My Last

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Unexpected | Inesperado

Posts are now going to be expandable. It was a bit annoying to have longcat long columns, so I made it this way.

Ahora los posts son expandibles. Era molesto tener una columna tan larga de posts así que opté por esto.

It's been raining often past few days. Although most of the day remains sunny, out of the blue some cloud will show up and it'll start pouring. And as sudden as it begins raining, it stops. It's too bad it does nothing for the heat. It just makes it humid. Can't wait for Autumn, when it finally cools down.

As I mentioned in my last post, Gerardo came over after his test. We just hanged around my house for a while, kissing and fooling around. And a quicky too. The weather was just perfect Friday, so it made it that much more enjoyable.

*Um, well, I don't think what I'm writing next are spoilers, but just for good measure, if you're really quirky, Spider Man 3 Spoilers may lie ahead.*

At about 7 we left for the movie theater. Went to watch Spider Man 3.

It's both a good and a bad movie. It's good if you go watch it with no expectations what so ever and don't care if they alter the story at all, or certain details like Venom using "I" instead of "We". Or the fact that they focus so much on the friendship aspects and his relationship with MJ. Or how extravagantly hilarious is Peter's attitude at times.

However, it is a pretty bad movie if you are a comic buff, because you'll be disappointed big time... But, hey! Don't let my opinion affect you and make one of your own. At any rate, it's worth watching even if just for the visual effects.

*Here be not anymore spoilers*

Something funny happened at the theater too. While reading the blogs I visit regularly, I found a certain post linking to yet another post about a guy complaining about gay stereotypes. A post I completely agree with.

It mainly dealt with the fact that people in general have the erroneous idea that being gay means you're a sissy, or want to dress like a girl, or have a lisp, etc, etc. At least here in Mexico, that's what seems to be the general consensus. And it couldn't be further from the truth.

As the writer of that post said, I have nothing against those that do act effeminately. I do not care for how others live their lives. But it just blows my mind. It's bothersome when people are surprised I like Baseball, American Football, Tennis, Rock music, Indie music, action movies, etc. Arrrrrrghhhh!!!!

Anyway, holding true to it's very conservative society, while standing in line, people kept staring at us. We kept talking, just shrugging it off. And somehow the conversation shifted into Tennis. As I overtly expressed my excitement about the soon to begin Roland Garros, a girl behind us with her boyfriend kinda jumped in the conversation. I suppose she was a Tennis junkie, she knew her stuff, and seemed just as excited as me. She then said she had never met a gay guy before, much less a gay couple, and said she didn't expect us to look so "manly". We just laughed and proceeded to kiss right in front of her. For kicks. Seriously, a girl who likes sports is also rare around this place, so whatever.

We watched the movie and after came back to my house. I had to change my shirt since I stained it with Nacho cheese. Go me.

After I changed we headed out to a friend's birthday partay. I love drinking, I love the taste. However, I rarely get drunk. Friday, I drank till I went blind. Stupid game, lol. Seriously, I wouldn't have played if it hadn't been my friends bday. Still, damn, I was so drunk. And so was Gerardo.

It was 7 A.M. before the effects started to finally fade. Because of this, a lot of people stayed over to sleep at my friends house. Including Gerardo and I, though we didn't sleep. We stayed up with our friend, as I would have to go to family breakfast anyway, and Gerardo would come too.

Now, being hungover and without sleep is nothing new to me, but damn was I smashed Saturday morning. The memory of it makes me shiver. *Shiver*

After breakfast, Gerardo went back home, to do whatever he went to do. I went back to my house, showered and went to my Japanese class. After that I went home and slept a little.

I awoke a little later to a phone call. Made plans to go a little bar. I picked Gerardo up and we went to the bar, and lo and behold, there she was. A girl who I hadn't seen since High School, when I was about 16. A girl who I went down on once upon a time. A LONG time ago. And she waved and came to greet us. I introduced Gerardo to her and she seemed a little surprised at me introducing him as my boyfriend, but didn't make much out of it.

As we chatted, and caught up, I asked her if she had a boyfriend. She fell silent. She laughed and said that she didn't know I was gay. After what we did that time, she thought I was as straight as they get. (Really, it did nothing for me, it didn't taste good and my tongue felt numb afterwards.)

Then without giving me time to gather myself, she told me it was funny that I am gay, since she's now a lesbian.

I stared at her and asked if she was fucking around. She said she wasn't. That it's something fairly new to her but that she's real happy. I laughed hysterically for some reason. And we then proceeded to enjoy the rest of the night with our friends.

We went back to Gerardo's place, and there was some hot sex as usual, since we go at it like bunnies. :P But I'm too lazy to write details this time.

And we slept until 9 next day. Went to extended family breakfast and then we went to a mall to try and find a gift for my Mother. Mother's day is May 10th here in Mexico, by the way.

After much searching, I decided on a Coach purse. Hope she likes it. It wasn't cheap, so she better!

All in all it was a pretty busy weekend. Surprising, too. Hehe. I'm going to bed.

Now that I'm gonna be out on vacation, I should have time to make my own original layout for my blog, or fail in the process. Also a new banner. So look forward to it!

Alex-



Ha estado lloviendo seguido últimamente. Aunque mayoría de los días han sido soleados, de la nada sale una nube y empieza a caerse el cielo. Y así como viene, se va. Lo malo es que no refresca. Solo hace las cosas más humedas y bochornosas. Ya quiero que sea Otoño, para que haga más friíto.

Como mencioné en mi post previo, Gerardo vino después de su examen. Namás echamos la hueva un rato, fajando. Jaja. Y un rapidín. El tiempo estuvo perfecto el viernes, así que eso hizo que las cosas fueran mas agradables.

*No creo que lo siguiente sean spoilers, pero siempre puede haber un quisquilloso por ahí, así que... ¡aguas!*

Como a eso de las 7, nos fuímos al cine. Fuímos a ver Spider Man 3.

La película es tanto buena como mala. Es buena si la vas a ver sin expectación alguna, y no te importa que alteren la historia original, o ciertos detalles como Venom usando "I" en vez de "We". O el hecho de que esté tan enfocada en la parte de la vida personal de Peter, o lo increíblemente graciosa que es la actitud de Peter de repente.

Sin embargo, es una mala película si eres fan de los comics, porque te va a decepcionar mal pedo... Pero no dejen que mi opinión afecte la suya. En cualquier caso, es una película entretenida, y vale la pena aunque sea sólo para ver los efectos especiales.

*Ya no más spoilers*

Pasó algo gracioso en el cine. Mientras leía los blogs que frecuento, encontré un cierto post, linkeando a otro cierto post sobre un chavo quejándose de los estereotipos gay. Un post con el que estoy completamente de acuerdo.

Básicamente, trataba sobre la errónea idea que tiene la gente sobre que ser ga significa que eres un marica, o que te quieres vestir como mujer, o que hablas afeminado, etc, etc. Al menos aquí en México, esa parece ser la idea general. Y no podría estar más equivocada.

De la misma manera que lo dijo el escritor de ese post, no tengo nada en contra de los que son afeminados. No me importa como vivan los demas. Pero me asombra. Es molesto que la gente se sorprenda porque me gusta el Baseball, el Football Americano, El Tennis, el rock, indie, películas de acción, etc. Arrrrrghhhh!!!!

En fín, haciéndole honor a su fama de sociedad conservadora, mientras esperábamos en la fila, la gente se nos quedaba viendo. Nosotros seguíamos platicando sin darle importancia. Por alguna razón la conversación cambió al Tennis. Y mientras yo no hacía esfuerzo por esconder mi emoción porque pronto empieza el Roland Garros, una chava destrás de nosotros que estaba con su novio se metió en nuestra conversación. Supongo que le gusta el Tennis, sabía de lo que hablaba, y parecía tan emocionada como yo. Después dijo que nunca había conocido a un chico gay, menos a una pareja, y dijo que no esperaba que parecieramos tan "masculinos". Nos reímos y nos dimos un beso enfrente de ella. Por puro desmadre. En serio, una chava que le gustan los deportes por estas zonas es igual de difícil de encontrar que un alguien como Gerardo o yo. Equis.

Vimos la película y después regresamos a mí casa. Me tuve que cambiar la camisa por que me manchó de queso de nachos. Por pendejo.

Una vez que me cambié, nos fuímos a la peda de cumpleaños de un amigo. Me encanta tomar, me encanta el sabor. Mas rara es la vez que me pongo pedo. El viernes tomé hasta no ver. Estúpido juego. En serio, no hubiera jugado de no ser porque era el cumpleaños de mi amigo. Aún así, puta, tomé demasiado. Y también Gera.

Eran las 7 A.M. cuando los efectos empezaron a pasar. Por ésto, mucha gente se quedó a dormir en casa de mi amigo. Incluyendo a Gerardo y a mí, aunque nosotros no dormimos. Nos quedamos despiertos con nuestro amigo, ya que teníamos que ir al desayuno con mi familia de cualquier manera, y Gerardo iba a venir también.

Ahora, estar crudo y sin dormir no es nada nuevo para mí, pero chingada madre, el sábado era un muerto viviente. Recordarlo me da escalofríos.

Después del desayuno, Gerardo se fué a su depa, a hacer lo que sea que haya ido a hacer. Yo regresé a mí casa, me bañé y me fuí a mi clase de Japonés. Después regresé y me dormí un ratito.

Desperté al poco tiempo con una llamada. Hice planes para ir a un barcito. Recogí a Gerardo y nos fuímos al bar, y sorpresa, ahí estaba. Una chava que no veía desde la prepa, cuando tenía como 16. Una chava que "me comí" en tiempos de antaño. Hace MUCHO. Nos vino a saludar. Le presenté a Gerardo y parecía algo sorprendida que lo haya presentado como ni novio.

Mientras platicábamos, y nos poníamos al corriente, le pregunté si tenía novio. Se quedó callada. Se río y dijo que no sabía que era gay. Después de lo que hicimos esa vez, creía que era tan heterosexual como se puede. (La verdad es que no fué nada especial, no sabía bien, y sentía la lengua medio dormida después.)

Y luego, sin darme tiempo para prepararme, me dijo que le parecía gracioso que fuera gay, ya que ella es lesbiana ahora.

Me le quedé viendo y le pregunté si namás estaba chingando. Dijo que no. Que es algo nuevo para ella pero que está contenta. Me reí sin control por alguna razón y proseguimos a disfrutar del resto de la noche.

Gerardo y yo regresamos a su departamento, y le pusimos duro como siempre, parecemos conejos. :P Pero tengo hueva de escribir los detalles ésta vez.

Dormimos hasta como las 9. Fuímos al desayuno con mi familia extendida y después a Santa Fé a buscar un regalo para mi mamá.

Después de buscar mucho, decidí comprarle una bolsa de Coach. Espero le guste. No fué barata, así que más le vale que le guste!

Fué un fín de semana intenso. Sorprendente, también. Jeje. Me voy a hacer la meme.

Ahora que estaré de vacaciones, voy a hacer un layout original para mí blog, o moriré en el intento. Y un banner nuevo también!

Alex-


Escuchando/Listening To: The Flaming Lips - In The Morning

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Mi fingertips hurt | Me duele las puntas de los dedos.

WTF was I thinking cutting my nails so short. It's painful. PAINFUL I tell you.

Hah. This post was originally going to be about TV shows I watch, but seeing as how I do not have that kind of time anymore, I decided to postpone that one.

Gerardo is on his way from University now, to here, my house. And I want to cook for him, so, I'll try to write this as quick and swiftly as I can.

Random Things Galore!!!

First things first. My friend Izzi (Israel) is going to Italy for his first anniversary with his husband. Aaaaww. Congratulations you two. I'm so jealous. Seriously. Haha.

He's so excited about it, he's like a little child. It's so cute. However, now I want to plan something nice for my third (first?) Anniversary with Gerardo.

I have pondered lately, now that we got back together, when do we mark our anniversary. From where we left off, or from where we picked up from? We were only apart for 4 months, as we broke up at the end of October, and picked up at the beginning of March. So... ? Some help here, please!

What else... hmmm, oohh, Bjorks new album, Volta... addictive. I realize it's not what many people like to listen, but then again my taste in music does not appeal to the average person, either. So, hah.

Lately I've been listening to Bjork's new album, Silverchair, Feist, Whitest Boy Alive, CocoRosie, Rosebuds, Cold War Kids, Peter Bjorn & John, and the list goes on and on. Analyzing the genres according to itunes of the music I listen to, I've realized I listen to indie music much more than anything else. I Love It.

Gerardo and I are going to go watch Spider Man 3 today. It's at 7:50 PM and then we have a birthday party to go to. So, I think it's going to be a good night.

I should probably get started on the cooking now. Wonder what I'll make. I'm thinking Parmesan Risotto and Chicken Breast. Some salad too.

Anyway, I'll write again soon :)

Alex-



¿Qué demonios estaba pensando cuando decidí cortarme las uñas tan cortitas? Me duele, ME DUELE!

Éste post originalmente iba a hablar de mis series favoritas, pero como ya no tengo tanto tiempo, decidí posponerlo.

Gerardo está en camino de la Universidad, aquí, a mí casa. Y quiero cocinar para el, así que trataré de escribir ésto rápidamente.

Cosas al azar!

Primero lo primero. Mi amigo Izzi (Israel) se va a Italia para su primer aniversario con su marido. Felicidades!!! Que envidia. En serio, jaja.

Está tan emocionado que parece niño. Es lo más lindo. Sin embargo, todo ésto me ha puesto a pensar en que hacer para mi tercer (primer?) aniversario con Gerardo.

Últimamente, me he estado preguntado, ahora que hemos vuelto, ¿cuándo es nuestro aniversario? ¿Contamos desde donde cortamos, o donde nos volvimos a juntar? Sólo estuvimos separados por 4 meses, ya que cortamos al final de octubre, y nos juntamos al principio de marzo. Entonces? Algo de ayuda, por favor!

¿Qué más?... hmmm, ah, el nuevo álbum de Bjork, Volta, está adictivo. Sé que la música que escucho no es exactamente agradable para el escuchante promedio, pero chéquenlo.

Reciéntemente he estado escuchando Bjork, Silverchair, Feist, Whitest Boy Alive, CocoRosie, Rosebuds, Cold War Kids, Peter Bjorn & John, etc, etc. Analizando los géneros que les da itunes a la música que escucho, me doy cuenta que escucho indie mucho más que otras cosas. Me encanta.

Gerardo y yo vamos a ir a ver Spider Man 3 hoy. Es a las 7:50 PM y después tenemos una peda de cumpleaños. Creo que va a ser una buena noche.

Ya me debería de ir a cocinar. Me pregunto que haré. Tal vez un Risotto a la Parmesana y alguna forma de pechuga de pollo. Y alguna ensalada.

En fín, escribo pronto de nuevo. :)

Alex-



Escuchando/Listening To: Bjork - Earth Intruders

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I'm Alive! | Estoy Vivo!

Well, that was an interesting turn of events. I'm fine! Those that worried, worry no more.

So, I should begin at the beginning?

Monday was the dreaded day. Or was it Tuesday? This information eludes me, but the point is that I was sick to hell during the past week. Anywho, on one of those 2 days, we had a thunderstorm and this little fella brought me a nice bang and a flash that I swear fell right outside my house.

As I was minding my own business, thunder struck. My internet went out. I figured, "It probably was a power surge, it'll be back any moment now.". But it never came back. I checked the modem, and lo and behold, it was fried.

I was sad. The only thing that kept me entertained while house arrested (didn't want to infect anyone with whatever I had, mind you.) was taken away, just like that. Oh, it was tragic. And by tragic I mean cataclysmic.

Not having internet did give me the opportunity to do other things though. I rested more so I got healthy faster. Played Need for Speed: Carbon on my Wii, now it's fully unlocked, . I'm such a geek. Blablabla.

What else... oh yeah, because I was sick, I told Gerardo not to come see me. That got him a little annoyed but I didn't mind it much. The next day, I denied him again. This time he got pissed. Oh boy, was I in for hours upon hours of whining. OK fine, I whined too. Was up till about 2 AM on the phone with him, on passive aggressive mode. Luckily, that fight was short lived, and the next day I let him come see me and suddenly everything was fine.

So... when he came to visit, I had to get my medicine, right? Haha, oh, that sounds so wrong. But, it's true. I blew him, and got my medicine. And it was good medicine. I felt powered up instantly. Haha.

And, I got to hang out with my friend who I hadn't seen in a while. He argued he wasn't really avoiding me, just had been ultra busy. I bought into it. I don't care, I got my friendship back. So, that's good.

So, it was a pretty uneventful week. I mean, I slept most of the week, so I didn't get to do anything exciting. My modem took long to arrive, but at least now I have wireless intarwebz.

I had a dream, were Pluto became a planet again. One day, my friend, one day. Oh Pluto, I miss you so.

And now that I got my modem, it seems one of my friends got pissed at me because apparently I put everything else before him who did nothing but worry about me all week. For that, I'm sorry. Sometimes I don't notice my douchebaggery. =(

That's it for now, boring week. This is my final week in Uni. Vacations are so close, I can smell them! So during vacations I'll have plenty to write about hopefully.

It also seems I will be working half time during summer in a Biomedical Engineering company a friend of my father runs. At least I hope it helps my resume? We'll see.

Tomorrow (today) is May 1st, Labor Day. No classes. No work. No anything.

Oh, and before I forget. Should anyone dare wish me a "happy 5 de mayo" I will smack you silly. Contrary to popular belief, it's not an important Latino festivity (hell, it's only Mexican), and it's only a celebration of when we defeated France in a battle. My history sucks, but if I recall correctly, 3 days later the French came back to kick our ass, anyway.

So, that's it for this post. :D Hugs to all!

Alex-



Bueno, pues estuvo interesante todo. Estoy bien! Todos los que se habían preocupado, despreocúpense.

Entonces, empiezo por el principio?

El lunes fué el día maldito. O fué el martes? Pues el dato me evade, pero el punto es que estuve enfermo como la chingada toda la semana pasada. Y fué en uno de esos dos días que tuvimos tormenta eléctrica, y muy buena onda cayó con toda la fuerza casi afuera de mi casa.

Mientras hacía lo que siempre hago, cayó un trueno. Mi internet se murió. Yo supuse que seguro había sido un exceso de corriente y que regresaría pronto. Pero no lo hizo. No volvió. Entonces chequé mi modem, y como era de esperarse, estaba frito.

Me puse triste. Lo único que me entretenía mientras estaba de arresto domiciliario (no quería infectar a nadie con lo que tenía) fué arrancado de mí. Fué trágico, y con trágico, realmente quiero decir cataclismico.

Eso sí, no tener internet me dió la oportunidad de hacer otras cosas. Descansé más y me mejoré más rapido. Jugué Need for Speed: Carbon en mi Wii, y ahora está todo completo. Soy un geek. Blablabla.

Que más... ah sí, como estaba enfermo, le dije a Gerardo que no me viniera a ver. Se molestó un poco, pero no le dí mucha importancia. Al siguiente día, le dije que no viniera otra vez. Se encabronó. Bueno, estuvimos chillando por horas. Y no de lagrimas, pero discutiendo. Hasta las 2 AM me quedé hablando con el, en modo pasivo agresivo. Por suerte, no duramos mucho enojados, ya que al siguiente día lo dejé venir a visitarme y ya todo estaba bien.

Así que cuando vino... tenía que tomarme mi medicina, no? Jaja, eso suena tan mal. Pero, es cierto. Se la mamé, y me tomé mi medicina. Y ya ven lo que dicen de Vitacilina... "Ah que buena medicina". Me sentí con energía al instante! Jaja

Y, pude pasar tiempo con mi amigo que no había visto en un rato. Según el que no estaba evadiéndome, sino que simplemente estaba ocupado. Me la creí. No me importa, he recuperado su amistad. Así que eso es bueno.

Pues, fué una semana sin más. Digo, dormí la mayoría de ella, así que no hice nada emocionante. Mi modem se tardó en llegar, pero por lo menos ahora tengo internet inalámbrico.

Soñé que Plutón era planeta otra vez. Te extraño, amigo. Algún día, algún día.

Y ahora que tengo mi modem, uno de mis amigos se enojó conmigo por que aparentemente pongo todo antes de él que no hizo nada más que preocuparse por mí toda la semana. Lo siento. A veces soy un idiota distraído. =(

Eso es todo por ahora, semana aburrida. Ésta es mi semana final en la Uni. Las vacaciones están tan cerca que puedo olerlas! Así que durante las vacaciones, tendré mucho de que escribir. Ojalá.

Parece ser también que estaré trabajando medio tiempo en una compañía de Ingeniería Biomédica de un amigo de mi Papá. ¿Al menos se va a ver bien en mi currículum? Ya veremos.

Mañana (hoy) es primero de mayo, día del trabajo. No hay clases. No hay trabajo. Nada.

Eso es todo :D Abrazos a todos!

Alex-


Listening to/Escuchando: Mil Horas - Los Tipitos (Tributo a Andrés Calamaro)

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Do you believe in ghosts? | ¿Crees en los fantasmas?

Yesterday and today have been awful. I've been sick as hell.

I was perfectly fine till noon yesterday, and suddenly, my head started to ache. I was shivering and my body hurt everywhere. I felt as if a truck had run me over, and it had been a pretty big truck. Now I'm here, with same symptoms (though to a much lesser extent) and skipped classes.

Gerardo stayed with me yesterday, just holding me, while I slept all afternoon. I hope he didn't catch whatever I have.

Anyway, today's post is about ghosts. Boo.

Being a man of science, logic dictates that ghosts aren't real. But every now and then, I confront a situation that makes me question myself.

It all started when we came here first.

In the living room, first day, a hole in the ground, as big as half the room. Like something had burst out. The furniture thrown into the walls, and everything covered in dust.

Ever since I can remember, always more during Autumn than any other season curiously, you can see someone walking around. Don't know if the same person. But you just see "someone". You hear footsteps, you hear as if someone was going up or down the stairs, doors open and close. My doors don't shut easy, you have to turn the knob almost always, yet out of the blue doors will close slowly and calmly.

Once, while I was helping my mother cook, all the drawers came out flying. Another time, back when my oldest brother still lived with us and played the drums, more than one night you could hear the sound of cymbals crashing.

Another instance, when my dog was still alive, and when we used to let him sleep inside the house when it was cold outside, he got so scared, he jumped the barricade we used to put so he didn't go into other areas of the house. He was shaking and panting uncontrollably and wouldn't go back. And not only that time. At random he'd stand and growl at empty space. Or simply run away whimpering.

Another time, again in the kitchen, while I was dicing an onion, I remember how I distinctively felt someone pull on my shirt from behind. And when I turned... surprise, suprise, no one's there.

I could go on forever and ever with the list, but the reason for this post is because yesterday once again an event happened. While I slept, after Gerardo had left, and it was about... 2 AM. I awoke startled by the sound of what seemed like every dish in the house just broke at the same time. Not only I heard it, everyone else in the house did. We all ran out of our rooms and our father went and got his gun; my brother and I, our baseball bats... haha. We went down... nothing... not a single plate broken. Explain that.

Has anyone else had similar experiences?

Alex-


Ayer y hoy han sido espantosos. He estado enfermísimo.

Estaba perfecto hasta mediodía de ayer, y de repente, me empezó a doler la cabeza. Tenía escalofríos y me dolía todo el cuerpo. Parecía que me había atropellado un camión, y era un camión bastante grande. Ahora estoy aquí, mismos síntomas (menos que ayer) y no fuí a clases.

Gerardo se quedó conmigo ayer, abrazándome, mientras dormía toda la tarde. Espero no haberlo contagiado.

En fín, el post de hoy es sobre fantasmas. Buu.

Siendo un hombre que cree en la ciencia, mi lógica me dice que los fantasmas no existen. Pero de vez en cuando, algo pasa que me hace cuestionar esa convicción.

Todo empezó cuando llegamos aquí.

En la sala, el primer día, un hoyo en el suelo, tan grande como mitad del cuarto. Como algo hubiera salido de abajo. Los muebles contra la pared, y todo cubierto de polvo.

Desde que me acuerdo, siempre durante otoño más que en otras estaciones curiosamente, se puede ver a alguién caminando. No sé si es la misma persona. Pero se ve "alguién". Se escuchan pasos y como si alguien subiera o bajara las escaleras, puertas que se abren y cierran. Mis puertas no cierran fácilmente, tienes que darle vuelta a la perilla casi siempre, sin embargo, la puertas se cierran despacio y con calma de la nada.

Una vez, mientras ayudaba a mi jefa a cocinar, todos los cajones salieron volando. Otra vez, cuando mi hermano mayor aún vivía con nosotros y tocaba la batería, en más de una ocasión se escuchaba como si los platillos chocaran.

En otra ocasión, cuando mi perra estaba vivo, y cuando lo dejábamos dormir adentro cuando hacía mucho frío, se asustó tanto, que saltó la barricada que le poníamos para que no se fuera a otras áreas. Estaba temblando incontrolablemente y no quería regresar. Y no sólo esa vez. Al azar se paraba y le gruñía a la nada. O salía corriendo llorando.

También una vez, en la cocina, mientras cortaba una cebolla, recuerdo como sentí claramente alguién jalándome la camisa por detrás. Y cuando me volteé... sorpresa, no había nadie.

Podría seguir con la lista, pero la razón de este post es que ayer algo pasó. Mientras dormía, cuando Gerardo ya se había ido, y eran como las 2 AM. Desperté asustado por el ruido de lo que parecía sonar como toda la vajilla de la casa rompiéndose al mismo tiempo. No solo yo lo escuché, todos en la casa lo hicieron también. Salimos corriendo de nuestros cuartos y mi jefe fué por su pistola; mi hermano y yo, nuestros bats de baseball... jaja. Bajamos... y nada, ni un sólo plato roto. Expliquen eso.

¿Alguién ha tenido experiencias similares?

Alex-


Listening To/Escuchando: Deep Dish - Say Hello (Radio Edit)

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Candy! | Dulces!

Just watch and enjoy:

After I watched this commercial today at Gerardo's apartment, I just had to run out and see if I could find some. I'm a victim of publicity!

I ran down the stairs (elevators are just for going up I say!), and across the street into the candy store. And assaulted the vendor.

I didn't find any though...

So I just bought a lollipop and went back.

This weekend was fun and double fun.

Last night we went to a party, a bit far from my place but not too bad. I had a great time with my friends and Gera. I think it's really nice how, at least in the circles we move in, we do not have to worry about what people may think. (Not that we'd care.) But it's nice not having people judge you all the time based on your sexual preference. I think I've mentioned before that neither Gera, nor me, are into the gay scene. It's just really not our cup of tea. We don't even fit in. Haha. So, not frequenting places where gay guys are the majority can be a little... interesting at times, for lack of a better word.

Anyway, the party was good and then we went back to his place. That night was hawt if you catch my drift ;).

We didn't sleep. After making love (oh that's so cheesy but so, so the only way I can describe it) we just stayed there kissing and talking about whatever. And then, at 7 AM or so, we got up and showered to head out to breakfast with my family (Saturdays breakfast with immediate family, Sundays with everyone and their mom, literally.)

I spent all day with him, he even came along to Japanese class. Poor thing was bored out of his mind, hahahaha. And after, we went back to his place again.

Fast forward to me going back up with my lollipop. And as I came into the apartment, I noticed he was wearing nothing but his briefs. He was gonna get in the shower, since we went out to a place called Pasagüero tonight, where they play very nice music, indie stuff and such. Whitey played tonight. (Fucken' awesome!)

Back on track, he was wearing briefs. Needless to say, I changed "lollipops" in a flash, and not very long after, I was getting to the center of the tootsie pop. No biting allowed :P.... OK, some very slight biting.

Now we're back here home, and he is sound asleep, and I'm suffering from insomnia, once again. *sigh* Oh well. Least you guys get more to read!

Ah! I miss my friend Izzi! Haven't seen him around, no MSN no cellphone messages (or phone calls for the matter) that bastard, gonna have to kick his ass and teach him a lesson or two on not abandoning me. (Totally random, I know.)

So, last post I made a comment on how people tell me I make my boyfriend sound more good looking than he really is. So, I will now submit him to vote. Yeah, he allowed me to post his pic, though he'll never read my blog mwahahaha, he got annoyed but I managed to keep the link a secret! Though I'm pretty sure he already found it. I googled alex+gerardo+boyfriend the other day and guess what came up as the number one result...

OK... so, here's a pic of us and of him alone, don't ask for more, cam is dead at zeh moment, the other pics are not for others to see (not dirty pics, but just... all mine). So... what you guys think? I think I did pretty good. :P (Yes, I realize I look like crap in the pic, was regrowing my mustache, thanks.)


Yeah, he has sunglasses on, but I thought he looked pretty hot in this one.


OK fine, I don't like how I look in that picture, so one of me too! (With Wii fun added, and if you comment on my bedroom and how childish it looks, I will kill, you hear me?!)


Alex-



Cuando ví este comercial hoy, en el depa de Gerardo, tuve que salir corriendo a ver si los encontraba. Soy víctima de la publicidad.

Corrí abajo (los elevadores son sólo para subir digo yo), y cruzé la calle para llegar a la tienda de dulces. Asalté al vendedor!

Pero no había...

Compré una paleta y me regresé.

Éste fin fue muy divertido.

Anoche, fuimos a una peda, un poco lejos de mi casa pero no mucho. Me divertí mucho con mis amigos y Gera. Creo que es genial como, al menos en las esferas en que nos movemos, no nos tenemos que preocupar de el "que dirán". (No que nos importe.) Pero es bonito no tener a la gente juzgándote por tu preferencia sexual. Creo que lo he mencionado antes, ni Gera, ni yo nos gusta la "gay scene". No es lo nuestro. Ni siquiera encajamos. Jaja. Así que, sin frencuentar lugares donde la mayoría sea gay, las cosas se pueden poner algo... interesantes, por decirlo así.

En fín, la peda estuvo buena, y regresamos a su depa. Esa noche fue candente, si saben a lo que me refiero ;).

No dormimos. Después de hacer el amor (si, cursi pero no hay otra manera de describirlo) nos quedamos besándonos y hablando. Y luego, como a eso de las 7 AM, nos metimos a bañar para salir a desayunar con mi familia (sábados con mi familia nuclar, domingos con todos los demás).

Pasamos todo el día junto, hasta me acompañó a mi clase de Japonés. El pobre estaba que se caía de aburrimiento. Jeje. Y después, fuimos a su casa otra vez.

Adelantémonos otra vez a mi paleta. Cuando entré al depa, me dí cuenta que Gera no traía nada puesto más que sus briefs. Se iba a meter a bañar, ya que salimos a un lugar llamado Pasagüero, donde tocan música muy buena, como indie y eso. Whitey tocó hoy. (Genial!)

Bueno a lo que iba. Traía briefs. No es necesario decir que cambié "paletas" al instante, y no mucho después, estaba saboreando el interior. Morder esta prohibido... bueno, no del todo :P.

Ahora estamos aquí de regreso, y el está profundamente dormido, y yo tengo insomnia, otra vez. Bueno, al menos ya tienen algo más que leer!

Ah! Extraño a mi amigo Izzi! No lo he visto, ni en el MSN ni en mensajitos (o llamadas). Méndigo. Le voy a tener que partir su maiz para que aprenda a no abandonarme.

La última vez, mencioné que hay gente que me dice que mi novio no es tan guapo como yo digo. Así que ahí están las fotos para que ustedes juzguen. Y si se burlan de mi cuarto, los mato.

Alex-


Escuchando/Listening To: Whitey - Wrap It Up

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Did you know you're beautiful? | ¿Sabías qué eres hermoso?

Wednesdays are my longest days at Uni. I go from 9 AM to 8 PM. (I know, right?)

As such, I always end up incredibly exhausted, so all I really want to do is relax after. And the following is one of the reasons why I love my boyfriend so much.

I arrived home a little after 8. I didn't even bother getting on MSN. All I did was collapse on my bed and rest. The house was lonely. Everyone was out it seemed. At least it was peaceful.

I was starting to drift off into lala land, when I heard someone at the gate.

Snarling, I managed to get up and head out to see who it was. I asked who it was, and on the other side Gerardo answered, "It's me.". I opened up and he had a bag with him, with all sorts of crap I like. Cookies and Cream ice cream, Reeses mini, Canada Dry, etc. My perdition in junk food. Hahaha. He said: "I thought you might like to spend sometime with your boyfriend, so I came to pamper you.". I kissed him.

We came back into the house, and sat on the carpet, in the living room. He gave me a long kiss and after, I proceeded to devour the yummies brought. Ginger Ale is the most awesome non-alcoholic drink man has known. I'm serious!

As we watched TV, laying there, with his arm around my waist, and using one of those puff thing seats w/e you call them as a pillow, we fell asleep.

I woke up a bit later, and I turned around to watch him a bit. The room was dark, and the only light was the TV. He appeared so serene and joyful asleep. I could not believe how gorgeous he looked.

Some people have said that he's not that good looking as I make him to be. Maybe I am biased, but I'm always breathless for him. So I just laid there, on my side, looking at him, and not long after, he woke up. He smiled and kissed me. I Love him so.

He left after a little while; it was getting late, and University is evil.

Now I'm left with insomnia, so I wrote this.

Alex-



Los miercoles son los días más largos en la Universidad. Voy de 9 AM a 8 PM. (Sí, ya sé.)

Por ésto, siempre acabo increíblemente exhausto, así que lo único que quiero es relajarme. Y lo que a continuación escribo, es una de las razones por las que amo a mi novio tanto.

Llegué a casa un poco después de las 8. Ni siquiera me molesté en conectarme al MSN. Sólo me colapsé en la cama y descansé un ratito. La casa estaba sola. Al parecer, todos habían salido. Por lo menos estaba tranquilo.

Me empezaba a quedar dormido, cuando escuché a alguien en el portón.

Gruñendo, me levanté para salir a ver quien era. Pregunté quien era, y del otro lado, Gerado contestó, "Soy yo.". Abrí y traía una bolsa con puras madres que me gustan. Helado de Cookies and Cream, Reeses mini, Canada Dry, etc. Mi perdición en comida chatarra. Jajaja. Él dijo: "Me imaginé que querías estar con tu novio, así que vine a apapacharte.". Lo besé.

Nos metimos a la casa, y nos sentamos sobre la alfombra, en el living. Me dió un beso largo, y después, me empezé a devorar las golosinas que me trajo. Ginger Ale es la bebida más asombrosa conocida por el hombre. En serio!

Mientras veíamos la tele, acostados ahí, con su brazo alrededor de mí, usando uno de los puffs esos como almohada, nos quedamos dormidos.

Desperté un poco más tarde, y me volteé para observarlo un poco. El cuarto estaba oscuro, y la única luz que lo iluminaba provenía de la TV. Parecía sereno y contento dormido. No podía creer cuan hermoso se veía.

Algunos dicen que exagero y que no está tan guapo. Tal vez no sea objetivo, pero a mí me deja sin aliento. Así que me quedé ahí acostado, viéndolo, y no mucho después, se despertó. Me sonrió y me besó. ¡Cuánto lo amo!

Se fué al poco tiempo; ya era tarde, y la Universidad es mala!

Ahora me dió insomnio, así que escribí ésto.

Alex-


Escuchando/Listening To: Eric Clapton - Change the World

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Of today and the weekend. | Sobre hoy y el fin de semana.

Before I go on to write about my ramblings...

I would like to pay my respects to all those who lost their lives in today's shooting at Virginia Tech. I do not believe in God, and hence I do not believe in Heaven. The only reason I wear a cross is because my father is very religious, and he gave it to me so I rarely take it off. But if I'm wrong, and there is a God, and there is a Heaven, I hope and wish that the souls of those who ceased to live today, are there.

Rest In Peace.



The weekend was an average one, on Friday I went out to eat with my Mother after class. We went to an Italian restaurant, and ate to our hearts contempt. After that, she kidnapped me and decided I should accompany her and buy an outfit. So we went to Palacio de Hierro, which is a Department Store, and of course, I took advantage of the whole situation and bought a pair of shoes.

I wanted these but they weren't in, so I settled for others which I can't find a pic of. (Clicky)

I hope they get a pair on my size soon. I wants, I wants!!!!!!

I saw a pair of Ecko tennis shoes on a mag. Thought they were somewhat cool. These to be exact:


However, if I had found out in time that Sixten (my favorite street artist) had designed these and there were only 610 made. I would've spilled blood for them!


Anyway, after I came home and while I made plans to go out I chatted on MSN with beloved friends. It's always nice to speak with people who you can be yourself with, is it not? I'm surrounded by a lot of hypocrisy, at University, because I have the luck of going to a Uni with lots of superficial people. But, oh well, the few good make everything worth it.

I went out to a partaaay, with Gerardo and some other cool people. I got home fairly early though, around 2 something A.M. But I just couldn't keep up. I suppose I hadn't recovered all my strength from Cancún. Taking it's toll on me, or something.

Then came Saturday. Oh yes, Saturday <3. Saturday mornings we usually go out to breakfast with parents. But this Saturday my Father was nuked so I got to stay in bed, yay. However, this Saturday I had Japanese Classes again so, hungover, I had to attend class. I enjoy Japanese class, so it wasn't as bad as you may think. :)

After class I came back home, and got on MSN (it's my sole addiction, haha) and chatted for a while. Love chatting on MSN!! That night Gerardo came and picked me up so we could go out again. We did and this time got home a bit later. He stayed over (no, no sex :P our relationship is more than that, for those who thought otherwise :)!) and we just cuddled.

Now Sundays, Sundays we ALWAYS have to go to Family Breakfast. (With everyone who lives in the city anyway) and some occasional visitors. So, we had to wake up early and shower and get ready to go out to it. As usual, it went by with the same events, which include some kind of topic to debate about, and just general chatter. Nothing too interesting. It gets interesting when one of my Uncles who is a priest comes though, but I'll write about it when he does actually come.

After breakfast I decided to go with Gera to a mall, I got a Wii game and saw a pair of jeans that were really nice, but unfortunately I wasn't carrying enough money to afford them. So blah! And after that we went to watch a Mexican movie called "Cuando las cosas suceden" or "When things happen". It's a decent movie, I enjoyed it, so you should totally watch it.

Anyway, once we got done with the movie he dropped me at my house and he went to do some homework. It was a good weekend.

Now I should really pay attention in class instead of typing this, haha.

Alex-

Este fín de semana estuvo dos, dos. El viernes fuí a comer con mi Mamá después de clases. Fuimos a un restaurante italiano y comimos hasta reventar. Después me secuestró y decidió que la iba a acompañar a comprar algo que ponerse. Así que fuimos a Palacio de Hierro, y claro, me aproveché de la situación y compré unos tennis.

Quería estos, pero no los tenían, así que me conformé con otros, pero no puedo encontrar foto de ellos. (Cliquenle)
Espero pronto tengan un par en mi tamaño. Quello! Quello!

Ví unos tennis de Ecko en una revista. Se me hicieron algo chidos. Éstos para ser exacto:


Aunque si hubiera sabido a tiempo que Sixten (mi street artist favorito) había diseñado estoy y solo se hicieron 610... Hubiera matado por ellos!


En fín, después de llegar a mi casa, y mientras me hacía planes para salir, me metí al MSN y me puse a platicar con gente que quiero mucho. Siempre es lindo platicar con gente con la que puedes ser tú mismo, no? Estoy rodeado de hipocresía, en la Universidad, por que tengo la suerte de ir a una Uni con mucha gente superficial. Pero los que son buenos, valen la pena.

Salí a una peda con Gerardo y otra gente chida. Pero llegué medio temprano, como a las 2 y cacho. Es que no podía conmigo mismo. Yo creo que todavía no me recuperaba de Cancún. Me la está cobrando el cuerpo.

Y llegó el Sábadrinks. Oh si, sábado<3. Las mañanas del Sábado usualmente salgo a desayunar con mis jefes. Pero este sábado mi jefe estaba destruído, así que me quedé dormido otro ratito, yay. Sin embargo, el sábado tuve clase de Japonés, y con cruda... bueno. Pero me encanta ir, así que no fué tan malo.

Después de clase regresé a mi casa, me metí al MSN (es mi adicción, jaja) y chateé por un rato. Me encanta chatear en el MSN!! Esa noche Gerardo me recogió y salimos otra vez. Ésta vez llegamos un poco más tarde. Se quedó a dormir (no, no hubo sexo, nuestra relación es más que eso, para los que lo creían de otra forma :)!) y nos acurrucamos.

Ahora el domingo, el domingo SIEMPRE tengo que ir a desayunar con toda mi familia. (Bueno, al menos los que viven en la ciudad) y otros visitantes. Así que, nos tuvimos que levantar temprano, y arreglarnos para salir. Como siempre, pasó sin más, lo mismo de siempre, algo de debate, y chisme. Nada interesante. Se pone interesante cuando mi Tío que es padre viene, pero les cuento de eso un día que venga.

Después de desayunar, fuí con Gera a Santa Fé. Compré un juego de Wii y ví unos jeans bien, BIEN lindos, pero no traía suficiente dinero, así que no los pude comprar. Después vimos la película "Cuando las cosas suceden". Está decente, véanla, yo la disfruté.

En fín, cuando acabó la película, me dejó en mi casa y se fué a hacer tarea. Fué un buen fin.

Alex-


Listening to/Escuchando: Teacher rambling about X-rays.

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I feel good | Me siento bien

Was an intense day! Japanese class again and being hung over for it didn't help either! Haha, but this post is short, as I will now make something to eat and then I'll probably go out, we'll see. :)

Pues fué un día intenso! Otra vez con la clase de Japonés y pués medio crudo tampoco ayuda! Jaja, pero este post es cortito, por que me voy a hacer de comer, y luego voy a salir o algo así, ya veremos. Cui. :p

Alex

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Confessions | Confesiones

In light of recent events, I felt a little crappy about it all. And, maybe it was because I kept thinking about it, going about it... whatever.

So came the time that guilt started eating at me. I felt deceitful.

Yesterday, after school, I went back home and then went over to Gerardo's place. We had originally planned to go out to dinner, but we both got lazy so we just ordered nourishment... well, I'm not sure how much of a nourishment pizza is, but, it must have some kind of nutrients in it.

We laid in bed kissing and cuddling for a while. We were just talking about our day. Obviously his wasn't as bad as mine seeing as how I have school up to 8 PM on Wednesdays. Gah, I hate that day so much. Well, towards the end of the day, at around 7:30 it wasn't so bad. =)

As I was saying, we were just hanging around, and then a movie I'm sure many have watched called "K-19, The Widowmaker" came on, so we watched it. And as we watched it, the feeling started creeping on me again. And I thought it was unbearable.

I decided to tell him, that I had met someone who had shaken my foundation, but that it wasn't going to affect us in anyway, at least not anymore. And he asked me questions about him. After answering, he kissed me and said that I was silly for thinking he would be jealous about someone who lives so far away from me. He laid down next to me again, and cuddled me and kissed me and then said that I'm no one's but his, that he would see to us never parting ways again, because he loved me too much to let me go. And then he started going like "Who loves you?".

Hehe, cheeeeeesyyyyyyyyyy haha, I love it.

We kept watching the movie and then he jumped in the shower. At first I didn't join him because I shower in the mornings. But I just decided to shower at both times so I hopped in with him and after the shower we went to sleep.

I didn't bring any clothes since I just stopped by my house to drop my stuff, so I had to wear something of his. He's not a stick like I am, so his jeans were baggy and I could barely keep them on with a belt. On the bright side, though, I didn't have anything to write on so even though my study ethic demanded I write down notes, I couldn't. Hahaha. (OK, fine, I could always ask for paper and a pen, but really...)

Anyway, today has been a good day. After class anyway, no laptop makes Alex sad while at Uni!

Yeah, I just spoke in third person.

Alex-

P.S. Totally check out the song, mmmmmmhmmm, bet you don't get to listen to that a lot, do ya?


Debido a eventos recientes, me sentí un poco de la patada ayer. Y tal vez haya sido por que seguía dándole vueltas al asunto... bueno, equis.

Invariablemente, me invadió el sentimiento de culpa. Me sentía infiel.

Ayer, después de la Uni, regresé a mi casa y después fui al depa de Gerardo. Habíamos quedado en salir a cenar, pero nos dio hueva y mejor pedimos nutrición... bueno, no estoy seguro de que tan nutritiva sea la pizza, pero, debe de tener algo bueno.

Nos dimos besitos y nos quedamos acurrucados por un ratito. Hablamos de nuestro día. Obvio el suyo no fué tan malo ya que yo tengo clases hasta las 8 en miércoles. Odio los miércoles! Pero, al final del día, por las 7:30, no estuvo tan mal. =)

Como decía, namás estábamos echándola, y luego empezó una movie que estoy seguro muchos han visto. Se llama "K-19, The Widowmaker". Así que la vimos. Y mientras la veíamos, el sentimiento se empezó a hacer presente de nuevo. Y pensé que era insoportable.

Así que decidí decirle, que había conocido a alguien que me movió el tapete, pero que ya no nos iba a afectar, al menos ya no. Y me preguntó cosas sobre él. Despues de contestarle, me beso y dijo que era tonto por pensar que se pondría celoso de alguien que vive tan lejos de mí. Se volvió a acostar junto a mí, nos acurrucamos y me besó y dijo que soy sólo suyo, y que el se encargaba de nunca no separásemos otra vez, por que me ama demsiado como para dejarme ir. Y después empezó con "Quien lo ama?".

Super cheesy, y me encanta. Jaja.

Seguimos viendo la película y después el se metió a bañar. Al principio no me le uní por que me baño en las mañanas. Pero decidí bañarme las dos veces y me metí con él. Después nos fuimos a dormir.

No traje ropa por que sólo pase a mi casa a dejar mis cosas, así que me tuve que poner algo suyo. No es un palo como yo, entonces sus jeans me quedaban wangos, y con trabajo no se me caían. Por el lado bueno, no tenía con que escribir así que no tomé notas a pesar de que mí ética de estudio me pedía a gritos que pidiera papel y algo con que escribir.

Pues, hoy fué un buen día. Al menos después de clase. Alex sin laptop es triste.

Sí, hablé en tercera persona.

Alex-



Escuchando/Listening To: Kumbia Kings - Na na na (Mi Dulce Niña)

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Cancún

So, time for zeh post. Well, what to say. LOOOONG post, do not proceed unless you have TIME. OK not that long but it felt longer.

Well, to begin with, I made it a bit later than expected to the Airport, but it was ok, nothing groundbreaking. It was all Gerardo's fault too. He just wouldn't leave without his fucking hat.

Anyway, we finally found it and then we left to the airport. Friends were all already there, expecting us. We checked in, said goodbye to my brother who drove us to the airport and then we went with our friends to have breakfast while we waited for our flight.

When we were boarding, there was this lady (I say lady because I'm not a disrespectful guy), who saw us holding hands. She made a comment to her son along the lines of: "See son, that's the kind of thing that'll send you to hell.". To which Gerardo answered with instantly turning around and kissing me. Ah, yes. Living in a catholic country doesn't get any better.

No, there was no airplane sex :P don't get your hopes up. Besides, the religious woman nearly fainted when we kissed, so us having sex would have probably killed her :P. Damn... why didn't we then?

When we arrived at the airport in Cancún, that smell the air has when you go to the beach, gave me a high. I was fucking hyper from then after. We got to the hotel, got our all-inclusive bracelets, and settled in the rooms. And we decided to totally hit the beach.

So, we changed into our bathing suits (OK fine, we had sex before leaving the room ^.~) and then went out. Went into the water, and played for a lil while before we laid down beneath a palm thingy hut, and ordered some drinks. I love the Caribbean sea. Don't you, too?

After splashing for a while, we went back to our rooms to change and went to eat dinner at one of the restaurants in the hotel. I stuffed myself. Haha. And we stayed a lil talking. Once our tummies were not as blown anymore we went to the bar to start on the drinks again.

Weather was a bit bitchy, but not too bad, so it was enjoyable. I don't know if it rained, I didn't notice if it did, but one of the days we had thunderstorm. Hehe.

Anyway, that night we went to a place called Glazz. They played electronic music, and they had like 20 different kinds of Martini's or something, which I probably tasted them all. Haha, j/k but yeah it was a fun place. And after that we walked back to the hotel. Gerardo started to act like he did before our relationship went to shit before. I felt really good.

When we got to the hotel I jumped him and kissed the hell out of him. I was a man possessed. I sexed him up all night long (a whole 2 hours before the sun started to show haha). Anyway, we didn't sleep, we hopped in the shower and then we went to walk in the beach for a lil while and then to breakfast. I was still a bit buzzed but I came down from it almost instantly with breakfast and the insane amount of salsa I put on it.

After that we went back to the room to rest a bit, we cuddled and kissed, and then we went to the pool. Hehe, I really like to swim, so we spent quite a bit in the water. Till we were shriveled like prunes. And then once again, we hit the beach. Ate some while on the beach too.

After that, we went to a plaza called Plaza la Isla, and went to the Aquarium. Dolphins are so cute. Haha. We also ate there, and just walked around for a bit and visited the stores. (Didn't buy anything, really, what's the point if I can buy them here too?)

We went back to the hotel and got dressed to go to Dady Rock, which is sort of a bar mixed with a restaurant. There's Karaoke and stuff haha, a hot guy contest (at least 4/5 of those guys were totally gay too, haha), and rock and roll. Dinner was yum, yum too.

We left and went to Dady'O and just partied all night once again. Haha. Some girl started hitting on me, and I only giggled at how she was throwing herself at me. She then snapped and started going off on me asking if I didn't find her hot enough or what (she was really pretty to be quite honest), and I could only laugh more. I guess it was somewhat mean, so I felt bad after laughing and told her I was gay. She didn't believe me, so I kissed Gerardo in front of her. Only then did she leave me at peace.

We left Dady'O at like 4, and went to this place which name still eludes me but it was in the open, next to the beach. We went back to the hotel and we sneaked out into the beach and Gerardo and I laid together under one of those palm huts whatever their name is in English (palapas), cuddling and snuggling till we saw the sun rise. We then drank an energy drink so we could stay awake, haha. Aaaaand, more breakfast.

That day we went Scuba Diving, we saw a Manta Ray and I was scared, haha. It was so cool, though. And maybe some of you might make a joke with you know what.... so :p since half my often readers are Aussie, don't make a joke. Anywaaaay, we visited this small island which I again forgot it's name near where we went Scuba Diving, and it was nice. We ate at this small place by the beach too. Best Garlic Shrimp I've ever had.

Following that we went back to mainland and we went to the Pool again. Swam a bit, played around and had general fun. All of this of course while consuming more drinks. Damn those drunks.

After, we got ready to go out to La Boom, but first we went for dinner at The Shrimp Bucket (mmmm) and then to the club. More dancing, haha. Oh gosh, haha. Just remembering it makes me blush because I'm super shy for dancing.

We didn't leave too late, we really needed some kind of sleep haha, so we went back to the hotel and when I was in, I just dropped on the bed... Gerardo had other plans. He literally ripped my clothes off. I was like... "Stop it" *giggles* "No don't" *more giggles* "Oh keep going" *not giggles*...

Hot portion coming up ;)

So, he started kissing my neck and then took his shirt and pants off. And jumped on me on our bed. He was fondling me all over, I had no control. I could only feel his hands running my entire body, caressing, kissing me, rubbing me.

He started going down on me, kissing my chest, playing with my nipples. My tummy, and then when he got to my cock, he started licking my balls and jerking me off. As he sucked me off, he kept playing with my ass. He wouldn't stop even when I begged, and he kept going on and on. I just twitched in the bed as he kept commanding my body.

He flipped me over on my knees and started rimming me while he stroked my cock more. I couldn't hold it anymore, I was about to blow and I think he could tell. So he stopped, and on his knees, arched himself back and I started to suck him off. He was leaking lots of precum and it tasted so fucking good. I've mentioned before that he's BIG, so as usual it was hard to deepthroat him, but I managed ;).

At one point, while I sucked him off, he bent over to whisper into my ear and between moans and some breathing, he said in the sweetest way ever: "You're everything I need. I love you." And leaned down to suck me off at the same time.

I was gobbling him up badly. Like, if I was a hungry kid who hadn't been fed in a long time. And so was he. At one point, I did not know if he was close to cumming or not, but I was, so I warned him and he didn't stop, he kept going, until I came in his mouth and a few seconds after he came in mine. He tastes so good, it's not even funny.

He licked his lips after swallowing my cum and just smiled, I smiled back. He got on top of me again and kept kissing me more while our cocks rubbed each other. Not long after he was already rock hard again, so he flipped me on my back once more and started wetting me up for him. Putting 1 finger in first, and I loved it. Then when I was more loosened up, he put a second finger in. I told him I wanted him inside me right that instant. So he put me on the edge of the bed, placed a few pillows below my back and lubed me up, and then while he kissed me, he started to enter me. He was gentle, as he usually is. Letting me get used to him. :P After having been with him over 2 years (not counting the months we were separate), I still have a tough time at first, haha.

He started to pick up speed, my legs were on his shoulders, and he kept pumping me so good, so damn fast and hard. I was lost in pleasure. I am his and he is mine. Our connection was extra good that night. Every movement was perfectly in sync.

He then laid on his side on the bed with me, lifted my leg up and started fucking me again. He was in a perfect position that his cock slid easily into me, his balls feeling so good against my body. He kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear as he kept pushing into me. So deep. I felt tingly all over. I was rock hard, too. I kept working my ass on his cock, I knew he liked it. He kept telling me my ass felt so good.

I told him I wanted him to make me cum hard. He put me on my hands and knees and started banging me even harder than before. We had been going at it for a while already, our bodies were drenched in sweat. He kept pumping me, one hand on my back and one hand on my shoulder pulling me against him, I could feel his entire body on me at some point and then, when I was at the top of the world, he announced he was cumming and so was I. Perfectly in sync. And as I came I felt how he filled me up. I arched back so that my body was against his chest while we both were still on our knees and turned around to kiss him, and we stayed there kissing for a while before we spoke a word or moved. I then said I love him and he said he loves me back.

We both collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. We didn't wake up till pretty, PRETTY late the next day.

For the record: We're both tested, and we're both clean. I'd never risk an STD, so don't give me a hard time for not using condoms. We don't fuck around either, it's just us 2.

End hot part!

We headed down to the beach to swim a while and play. :P I wonder what the guests thought (like I give a fuck, haha) when we kissed each other with no fear of people not liking it. Haha. Anyway. Before sunset, friends and us went on a boat ride on the lagoon. With drinks of course, haha. The music on the boat was very good too, surprisingly. Well, good for when you hang out with friends good anyway. And we went to Señor Frog's after. Had dinner there and then started drinking, yet again, haha. But we didn't stay long, we left for Coco Bongo.

Blooooood in Cancun. J/K haha. But some guy was hitting on me, so Gerardo pushed him and said some cheesy stuff that I loved, haha. Meh, totally uncalled for but it was sweet... somehow.
Coco Bongo was crazy, as it normally is. It's one of my favorite night clubs ever. And there was lots of hot guys, haha. So that was a plus.

Anyway, the rest of the days were pretty much the same, different clubs, you know, the works. Enjoying the sea to the fullest even though it's not the same it used to be, before the Hurricane 2 years ago :p But every day was great, I got to reconnect with Gerardo, back to how we used to be. And now I'm perfectly in love, perfectly happy. Life is good. Life is great.

:D Also, a big big hug and Hello to my friend Israel!!! He's Mexican, living in the UK, studying in Oxford University. Take that, bastards who think Mexicans are mediocre!


Alex-

P.S. If anyone knows how to make it so that long posts are shortened and you can only see the full post once you click read more, please let me know~!



Pues para empezar llegué un poco tarde al aeropuerto, pero no importa, no pasó nada. Fue culpa de Gerardo. Simplemente no quería irse sin su pinche sombrero ojete.

En fín, cuando lo encontramos nos fuímos al aeropuerto. Ya estaban nuestros amigos ahí, esperándonos. Hicimo el check-in, nos despedimos de mi hermano que nos llevo, y después fuímos a desayunar mientras esperábamos nuestro vuelo.

Cuando abordábamos, una señora (digo señora y no otra cosa por que no soy irrespestuoso), que nos vió tomados de la mano le comentó a so hijo algo como: "Ya viste, hijo? Esas son las cosas por las que te vas al infierno." A lo cual Gerardo respondió dándose la vuelta y plantándome un besote. Ese es el placer de vivir en un país católico.

No, no hubo sexo en el avión, así que ni se emocionen. Aparte, si la señora religiosa casi se desmaya cuando nos besamos, imagínense si hubieramos hecho el amor? Seguro se muere... que pensándolo bien hubiera sido buena idea.

Bueno, cuando llegamos al aeropuerto de Cancún, el olor del aire en la playa me puso hiperactivo. Llegamos al hotel, nos dieron nuestros brazaletes all inclusive y nos acomodámos en los cuartos. Posteriormente, decidimos ir a la playa.

Nos cambiamos a los trajes de baño (OK, primero le pusimos ^.~) y luego salimos. Nos metimos al agua y jugamos por un rato y después nos sentamos a descansar en una palapa, y tomamos. Me encanta el Caribe. ¿A ustedes no?

Después de echar desmadre por un rato, regresamos a los cuartos a cambiarnos y fuimos a cenar a un restaurante del hotel. Comí como cerdo. Jaja. Y nos quedamos un rato mientras se nos bajaba la comida. Después fuimos al bar a seguirle con los drinks.

El tiempo no fue el mejor, pero no estuvo tan mal, así que lo disfrutamos. No sé si llovió. Si lo hizo, no me enteré. Aunque hubo tormenta eléctrica uno de los días.

Esa noche fuimos al Glazz. Tocan música electrónica, y tienenc omo 20 tipos diferentes de Martini o algo así, que probablemente los probé todos. Jaja. No. Pero fué un lugar muy divertido. Después de eso caminamos de regreso al hotel. Gerardo empezó a actuar como lo hacía antes de que nuestra relación se fuera a la mierda. Me sentí muy bien.

Cuando llegamos al hotel le brinqué encima y lo besé como loco. Estaba poseído. Lo hicimos toda la noche (las dos horas enteras antes de que amaneciera, jaja). No dormimos, así que nos metimos a bañar y después fuimos a caminar a la playa un rato y después fuimos a desayunar. Aún seguía medio pedo pero se me quito casi instantáneo con el desayuno y la cantidad estúpida de salsa que le puse.

Después nos fuimos al cuarto a descansar un ratito, nos acurrucamos y nos besamos, y después fuimos a la alberca. Me encanta nadar, así que estuvimos un rato en el agua. Hasta que quedamos como pasa. Y luego fuímos otra vez a la playa. Comimos mientras ahí, también. Después fuimos a una plaza que se llama Plaza la Isla, y fuimos al Acuario. Los delfines no tienen madre. Jaja. Comimos ahí también (somos bien tragones) y caminamos un rato, visitando las tienas. (No compré nada. ¿Para qué? Si lo puedo comprar aquí.)

Regresamos al hotel y nos vestimos para ir al Dady Rock, cenamos ahí y estuvo muy rico. Después fuimos al Dady'O, y nos la pasamos ahí una buena parte de la noche. Jeje. Una chica se puso a flirtear conmigo, y yo solo reía porque se me abalanzaba. De repente, se enojó, y me empezó a regañar jaja, preguntándome que qué me pasaba, que si no la encontraba atractiva (estaba super bonita la niña, para ser honesto), y solo me dió más risa. Supongo que me porté mal con ella, entonces me sentí mal por reírme y le dije que era gay. No me creyo, entonces traje a Gerardo y le dí un beso en frente de ella. Solo así me dejó en paz.

Dejamos el Dady'O como las 4 y fuímos a otro lugar del que aún no recuerdo el nombre, pero era abierto y junto a la playa. Regresamos al hotel, y nos fuímos a la playa, y Gerardo y yo nos acostamos bajo una palapa, besándonos hasta que salió el Sol. Después nos tomamos una de esas bebidas energéticas para mantenernos despiertos. Y más desayuno!

Ese día fuimos a snorkelear, y vi una Manta Raya y me dió mucho miedo, jaja. Estaba increible, eso sí. Y tal vez algunos quieran hacer un chiste sobre ya saben que pero no lo hagan, por favor. Muchos de mis lectores son Australianos entonces....bueno, ya saben a lo que me refiero. En fín, comimos en una isla cerca de donde fuimos a snorkelear. En un restaurancito en la playa. Estaba bueníiisimo. Los mejores camarones al mojo de ajo que he comido. En fín, después de eso regresamos a tierra firme y fuímos a la alberca otra vez. Nadamos un rato, jugamos y eso. Mientras tomábamos, claro. Malditos borrachos!

Nos alistamos para ir a La Boom, pero primero cenamos en el Shrimp Bucket (mmmm) y después fuímos al club. Bailámos, mucho. Jaja. O no... jajaja. Solo recordarlo me da pena. No nos fuimos muy tarde, necesitábamos algo de sueño... así que regresamos al hotel, y cuando entré al cuarto me tire en la cama... Gerardo tenía otros planes. Literalmente me arrancó la ropa. Yo solo decía que parara y me reía, que no siguiera y me reía más. Después le dije que siguiera... y ya no me estaba riendo.

Viene la parte caliente ;)

Me empezó a besar el cuello, y luego se quito la camisa y el pantalón. Me brincó encima. Me estaba manoseando por todos lados, no tenía control. Solo podía sentir sus manos tocando todo mi cuerpo, acariciándome, besándome, frotándome.

Empezó a bajarse, besando mi pecho, jugando con mis pezones. Mi abdomen, y luego, cuando llego a mi verga, me empezó a lamer las bolas y a jalármela. Mientras me la chupaba, jugaba con mi culito. No paraba aunque yo le rogaba, seguía, y seguía. Solo me retorcía de placer en la cama mientras el dominaba mi cuerpo.

Me puso en cuatro y me empezó a comer el culo mientras me la jalaba más. No podía aguantar más, sentía que iba a explotar y creo que él lo sabía. Paró y ahí, hincado, se arqueó hacia atrás, y se la empecé a mamar. Su líquidi preseminal no dejaba de fluir, y sabía tan condenadamente rico. He mencionado antes que la tiene realmente grande, así que fue difícil chuparla completa, pero lo logré. En cierto punto, mientras se la mamaba, se agachó para susurrame en el oído, y entre gemidos y suspiros, me dijo de la manera más dulce: "Eres todo lo que necesito. Te amo." Y se inclinó para chuparmela al mismo tiempo. Se la estaba devorando toda. Como un niño hambriento que no ha comido en mucho tiempo. Y él también. En algún punto, no sé si estaba cerca de venirse o no, pero yo lo estaba, y le advertí, pero el no paró, siguió hasta que me vine en su boca, y pocos segundos después se vino en la mía. Sabe tan rico, tan, tan rico.

Se relamió los labios después de tragarse mi leche y me sonrió, yo sonreí de vuelta. Se me aventó encima otra vez, besándome mientras nuestras vergas se frotaban. No mucho tiempo después se le puso dura de nuevo. Me puso de espaldas y me empezó a mojar de nuevo para él. Me metió un dedo primero, y me encanto. Cuando estaba más suelto me metió otro. Le dije que quería que me la metiera ya. Así que me puso en el borde de la cama, y me puso unas cuantas almohadas debajo y me lubrico, y mientras me besaba, me la empezó a meter. Fue muy gentil, siempre lo es. Dejando que me acostumbrara. Aún después de dos años (sin contar los meses que cortamos) sigo teniendo dificultades al principio.

Empezó a acelerar, mis piernas estaban sobre sus hombros, y me seguía bombeando tan bien, tan rápido, tan duro. Estaba perdido en placer. Soy suyo, y el es mío. Nuestra conexión fue extra buena esa noche. Todo movimiento en perfecta sincronía.

Luego se acostó en su dorso, levanto mi pierna, y siguió dándome. Estaba en perfecta posición para que su verga me entrara fácilmente, sus bolas sintiéndose tan bien contra mi. Me besaba el cuello, y mordía mi oreja mientras seguía. Tan profundo, sentía un cosquilleo en todo el cuerpo. La tenía durísima yo. Seguí trabajando mi culo sobre el. Sé que le encantaba. Me seguía diciendo que bien se sentía.

Le dije que quería que me hiciera venir duro. Me puso en cuatro y me dió aún más duro. Ya llevábamos un rato, nuestros cuerpos estaban cubiertos en sudor. Me seguía bombeando, con una mano sobre mi espalda y la otra jalándome del hombro contra el. Pude sentir su cuerpo entero en algún punto, y luego, cuando estaba en la cima del mundo, me avisó que se iba a venir, y yo por igual. Perfectamente en sincronía, me vine mientras el se venía dentro de mí. Me levanté sobre mis rodillas, de tal manera que mi espalda estaba contra su pecho, y nos quedamos así una rato, besándonos, sin movernos. Le dije que lo amo, y el me dijo que me ama.

Nos colapsamos en la cama y nos quedamos dormidos. No nos despertamos hasta muy tarde.

Fin de la parte candente!

Fuimos a la playa a nadar un rato y jugar. :P Me pregunto que habrá dicho la gente (como si me importara) cuando nos besábamos sin miedo a que no les gustara. Jaja, en fín, antes de la puesta del sol, nuestros amigos y nosotros fuímos a un paseo en bote en la laguna. Con drinks claro, jaja. La música fué buena sorprendentemente. Bueno, buena para la ocasión. Y fuimos al Señor Frog's a cenar. Y a tomar más, pero no nos quedamos mucho. Nos fuimos al Coco Bongo después.

Hubo sangre!!! Jajaja, no se crean. Pero es que un chavo me estaba cortejando :P, y Gerardo lo empujó y dijo unas cosas bien cursis que me encantaron, jeje. Bah, no fue necesario pero fue lindo... de alguna manera. El Coco Bongo estuvo de locura, como siempre. Es uno de mis antros favoritos. Y había muchos chicos bien buenos. Eso fué un plus.

En fín, el resto de los días fue igual, diferentes clubs, ya saben, lo de siempre. Disfrutando el mar al máximo, aunque ya no es lo mismo que era antes del huracán. Pero todos los días fueron grandiosos. Reconecté con Gerardo, volvimos a como solíamos ser. Y ahora estoy perfectamente enamorado, perfectamente feliz. La vida es buena, la vida es grandiosa.

Un abrazote y un saludo a mi amigo Israel, que lee mi blog. Es Mexicano y vive en el Reino Unido y estudia en Oxford. ¿Cómo ven? Súper inteligente. ¿no? :)

Alex-



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