Closet Clutters

Last night I was supposed to meet a friend in a coffee shop. Half an our passed and I received a message from him saying that he would not be able to come. Wanting to finish transcribing my data, I just shrugged off being stood up and continued with my business. Minutes later, I found myself transferring from the couch area to the long table because the girl beside me just decided to air-dry her feet. The stench of her sweaty feet was giving me a headache. I really felt sorry for my nose for having to endure that disgusting odor. At the long table, I immediately noticed a good-looking guy across me. He seemed to work in a corporate setting judging from his attire of a combination of long sleeves and black slacks. As he was intently reading his book, I kept on stealing glances and just appreciating the pleasant face that he has. Even at first glance I already knew he was gay. I have a knack of being right ninety percent of the time thanks to my valid gaydar. With my earphon...

Last weekend, one of the topic of conversation among former classmates was the news of one of our batchmates coming out. Questions like, "How did he come out?" "Who did he come out to?" "Who's his boyfriend?", emerged. I shouldn't have been that excited with the news because since I've met him, I already knew we're playing on the same side, and the recent turnout was just confirmation of my ever so reliable gaydar. In our excitement, we tried to answer one of our questions, who is his current boyfriend. And to do so, we decided to visit his Facebook timeline. We remember seeing a coded status he posted months ago that seem to be saying something but very subtly. As we browse through his status, one commenter caught our attention. His comments were to bland or straightforward, lacking any emotion which seemed to be odd since all other comments were humorous. By instinct, I opened that guy's profile in a new tab and browsed through his t...

"Nahiya ako sa'yo kasi hinawakan ko kamay mo.." Ang tahimik lang niya nang nakilala ko siya noon. Sa ingay at gulo ng paligid, kasama na ang walang humpay na kwentuhan ng barkada, ay sa kanya lang ako napapatitig lagi. Unang pagkakataon ko lang siya nakita noon. Sinama siya ng isang kaibigan sa lakad para ipakilala. Wala namang kakaibang nangyari noong kami ay kumain ng hapunan hanggang sa konting pulutan. Nagkataon naman na kami ay magkatabi habang tuloy ang tawanan at kwentuhan sa may hapag-kainan, kasabay ng saliw ng musika galing sa isang kumakanta sa videoke. Tinibayan ko ang aking sarili. Naging matapang at mapangahas ako nang idinikit ko ang tuhod ko sa hita niya. Naghihintay ako ng pag-iwas ng kanyang hita ngunit di iyon nangyari. Bagkos kumuyakoy pa siya at pakiramdam ko'y may konting pagdiin mula sa hita niya. Itinuloy ko ang aking kapangahasan, habang nakipag-usap at nagke-kwento ay bahagya o sandali ko naman pinapatong ang kamay ko sa hita...

Do you know the Friendship feature of Facebook? The friendship page is like your usual profile page, in timeline format with cover photo. The difference is that it only shows the posts and photos and other mutual connections you and your friend has. For example, I go to my friendship page with friend A. I would expect to see our mutual friends, mutual likes, timeline conversation, and photos that we are both tagged in. It's an old service actually, but it's only now that I discovered it's full potential. It's one great stalking tool. I know, boredom made me do it. I initially thought that the service works just for you and your friend, hence its link 'See Friendship.' I then discovered that you can write virtually anyone in the box and see if they have mutual friends. Here's the thing. I've been stalking this guy, a classmate, which I have a strange vibe with. Everytime I'm with him, my gaydar goes wild - like butterflies in my tummy. A ...

I was with some friends that time. At the street as we were all having a conversation, I noticed, through my peripheral vision, three men approaching. They're tall, lean yuppies wearing what looked like uniforms, their polo barongs. They were all good looking. When they walked behind me, I tried to subtly turn my head and follow them. But when I turned my head to the other side, I saw my guy friend's eye looking, no, staring at the three tall yuppies. I just returned my head and smiled. I felt like my suspicion were validated. But later on, when we all went our separate ways, I wondered,was that really a validation rooted from my wishful thinking or do guys check other guys out? I have asked my girl friends if they check other girls out too. Almost all of them said yes. They do so because  (1) they find the girl's dress / outfit / accessories interesting, (2) they want to check the competition, or (3) they want to feel good about themselves by finding flaws from oth...

I decided to make a planetromeo account when I was still abroad. I was so bored that I wanted to meet someone from the area. But after days of scanning and looking through profiles, it seems that there was no one registered in my area. So I just decided to look for possible friends in the Philippines. In looking through profiles and deciding who to send a message to, I've noticed the process how I do my selections. First, I'll search people within the city who is currently online and with profile picture. Then I'll choose. When I go about the profiles, I feel like I'm sort of a Goldilocks. I'll go,"too cute," "too hot," "too muscled,"too gorgeous," or "too great smile." In the end, I go for average joes and people that I think wouldn't be prejudicetic nor judgemental. 

I have always thought that I have a keen sense of seeing homosexual tendencies from others. That is, I think I have an excellent gaydar. I could almost always tell if a person (note: person - guy or girl) is straight or not. It's wired through my keen sense of observation and instinct, and my vast database of experience ( feeling expert ). I guess, it was also rooted in my younger years when I was trying to find out who else is like me, like Professor X trying to look for other mutants. But now, I noticed that my gaydar is not functioning as it used to. Before I could tell if a person I look (or stare) at is gay or not. I kinda figured out how my gaydar works. When I stare at a person, I'll try to observe what his reaction is. Would he stare back? Would it be long? Will he look back the second time? Will he stop and stare? Will he approach me? Will he use hand or body signals? Those things will be processed in my brain. Logic plus instinct equals gay or not. But as I'v...