Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Project 55.5 - Part 21

12th December - 10:09 a.m. (PST)
/rustle sound

I take out all the notes from my back pocket. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen. CAD 1400.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Those are the 50 dollars notes.

I really don't mind getting a Mac. It looks cool and elegant but many say I am not the high end brand user. I simply do not fit to be one. On the other hand, one asks me to return in summer. True, with the leftover dollars I can afford another visit.

Summer is much better. You can stay at my place.

Sounds sweet, isn't it? Hearing that leaves me skeptical impression on his sincerity. I know it's unfair to judge. But we're not as close yet. And what if shit happens again? I am really, really afraid to say yes.  No escape from the storm inside of me.

Time to leave for Robson Square. Gonna go for a day date with a distanced colleague!

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Friday, April 22, 2016


Dear Kizzai,

You may had bad experience in the past about trust. I have never questioned you about your past, for the past is already history. 

If you haven't known, I invest 100% of my trust in you. 100% confidence in this relationship. So give me some credit.

I'm crazy when I am in love.

Thank you for the movies. Thank you for the meals. Thank you for Genting.

[Jino] - Opposite attracts but it is common that unites

Monday, April 18, 2016

#1state1month2016 - Melaka - February

Given the short notice, I am grateful that my friend is willing to tag along to Melaka. Again the trip is about food in Jonker Street. Nothing amazing. Nothing new. Just the same old food I have every year.

February was the month people constantly reminded me on my failed relationship, ruined friendship, abandoned brotherhood. I chose this song to represent my feeling in February.

 [Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Friday, April 15, 2016

A bad night

Dear Kizzai,

Most of the time, all I need is someone to say,

"Hey Jino. You did well. Those shit will not matter."

Every one sees me enjoying my food and movie. Presumably I am ok and well. Quite the contrary in reality. No one ever asks if I am. Many times, not the even closest one asks (or bothered to ask).

You've had a long day in Thailand.
You feel tired.
Can't blame you, can I?

While I tried hard not to ruin your trip with my emotions, your words worsened my day instead. The cold treatment that followed - kills.

I didn't manage to complete the movie. I went to a place with better connection, hoping you would reply. My cheeks were wet. 

What have I gotten myself into?

"Hey dear. How's your day today?"
"Hang in there. I'll be back in a snap."
"Nice to know you have friends while I am not around."

I don't need much from you. Words and actions are enough. If you wanna say "ENJOY", say it from your heart. Please.

I do random things in unexpected times. I would have gone for a trip the next day without planning. You might notice I check in in cinemas and cafes and restaurants. Never assume I have fun all the time. Please forgive the way I lead my life. Pardon my selfishness for the misbehave last night. Positively, only through thick and thin, through conversation and food can we grow closer.

Thank you dear.


[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Project 55.5 - Part 20

11th December - 11:00 p.m. (PST)
This fucking Blenz tastes like shit.
I don't know why. Tim Horton is way better !@#$%^&*()

Says the homeless in Davie Street who walks pass me. But I have to say Tim sucks big time.

In relative to the sauna's I've been, this one in Davie's street gives me the poorest experience. F212's the name.

The crowd is awfully small even at 9 p.m.. The only "acceptable' one is a Chinese (typical military Chinese look - don't ask me to guess his age). He declines me. That's perfectly fine. He has preference. An hour later I find him in the shower room getting fucked by an obese man whose belly triples mine. His dick's probably only a quarter of mine. It's truly disappointing. I lose to a fat man and my heart breaks into pieces.

As bitch as I am, I decline all offers. Honestly, I rather waste my cum on the floor.

Yup. I return to the hostel with my balls in pain from overloading. Exhausted, wasted.

I miss Bangkok. I miss Babylon.

The Philly, American Cheesesteak. 
Spoil of war - unused.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Monday, April 4, 2016

Project 55.5 - Part 19

11th December - 12:00 p.m. (PST)
Really glad I choose to come today. The sky is bright, I can feel the sun gently grazes my skin. And this place is magnificent! The snow isn't think for snowshoeing but the view is enough incentive.

A bit too much of selfie here.

The first thing I do when I reach the summit is to dive into the snow.

Hey, my first time ok? I can't hold the snow more than 10 seconds. That's when I realise the snow is really cold. Sadly, I can't build an Olaf >.<.

So I manage to do this at least as compensation for not making an Olaf.

My brunch on the summit. Still cheaper than the local McD.
Your images constantly flash. Just by thinking of you pains my heart over and over. I'm trying really hard, let me tell you.

Conceal... Don't feel. Don't let them in, don't let them see... Let it go!

11th December - 9:38 a.m. (PST)
To the left, Mr. Lim.
To the left you see the ocean and mountains.
Here you see rocks and cliffs.

I obediently followed.

Frederick is the driver to the Squamish and I am among a group of 10 TV crews from Brazil.

He's right. In Malaysia the highways are built in the middle of plantation and mountains. I'm bouncing off the walls from excitement. Clean highway. Fresh air. The sun blazing through the clouds.

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot