CHIBOGS

What comes into your mind when you hear the word “ CHIBOGS “ ?
The people will think of food instantly ! But CHIBOGS is not just about food or eating them .
CHIBOGS was founded on the year 2006 by the original Team 1 members headed by her majesty
Marie Liza Navarrete .
And why the name CHIBOGS ?
It means CHICKS for the ladies and BOGOYS for the Gentlemen .
A strong team who made through the triumph and trials of life .
They love to dine , play and talk a lot !




Presently the team is composed of 8 Gods and 7 Goddesses and they are ...



Marie Liza Navarrete
a.k.a . HOT MOMMA '
A fair maiden blessed with an angel .
Well composed , poised and all smiles besides the chaos of the forces around her .


Roderik Abaila
a.k.a . Fafa Erik
The ever serious yummy fafa who instantly resolve your technical problem after he asks you with questions ! Questions ! questions! until you learn on how to resolve the problem yourself !




Mario Gamotin
a.k.a. Bogoy
The founder of Bogoys ( unknown boy band ) Cute kuno and always been smitten by the ladies who will catch his precious attention . In short “ pang – chicks “ kaayu .




Andrew Vincent " hunk " Tacdoro
a.k.a Binbin
The only harmless guy in 1and1.
Most famous with his “ hihi “ and “ ^^ “ comments on conference rooms .




Ferdinand Sicad
a.k.a. Ferdz
Simple but unpredictable according to him .
Simply igat according to us .


Melvin Alfonso
a.k.a . Vinz
Behold by his boyish looks !
Pang Close Up commercial ! Peace!


Wilfredo Viodor
a.k.a Pido
Bastus haired guy ! " Pubic Haired " in laysho term .




Celso Torrefranca
a.k.a. Choi
Big , Tall and Huge ?
heheh ! lambing ni sya na bata ! promise :)




Joey Vecida
a.k.a. Joey
Superman(yak) “ Maginoo pero talagang bastos “ guy .




Lowela Marin
a.k.a. Wiggy
the GODDESS with stiff-neck pose and pouting lepz effect .
Mestiza or Albino ?
Preggy Mommy!



Eunice Macaso
a.k.a. Nice
Think about innocent humor and bar jokes and 5/6 Bombay business , it's her !



Marlyn Martinez
a.k.a Malyn
Looks can be deceiving !
Long live the Shaman Queen !
Supah-dupah side-Kick nako ! heheh!
Wholesome ni sya ! promise !



Hezel Dabasol
a.k.a Hez
The conservative young lola !
Sweet Santa !



Jimilene Galapin
a.k.a Jim
Straightforward “ REALLY ??? “ attitude




Marie Sharlou Chavez
a.k.a. Maria
ala ko labot bleh !

un momento triste ...

Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back ...
Some people are just not meant to be in your life
No matter how much you want them to be ...
You hug him goodbye like it's nothing
While all you just want to do is hold him forever ...
I used to smile when I told people that you are mine,
But now I can't smile and say your name at the same time...

adiós mi amor

Goodbye my love ....


I guess when you're done breaking my heart ...
I should go.
As I stared in your eyes you asked me why I was about to cry ...
I know you were going to say goodbye ...
Why can't you see how much you hurt me this time ?
You used to say you we're sorry , now you don't .
You don't even care anymore .
I never hated you for not loving me .
But I hate you more for making me fall even harder
When I'm trying to let go .
I'll never let you see through me ...
I'm not going to show you how hurt I am .
But what do I do when I start to cry ?
I'm fighting back emotions I've never fought before ...
When you said that you did not love me .
I didn't expect you to be kind for this last time ...
But kindness was your way of being honest ...
And the truth is that you cannot love me and have to leave me
Because you loved someone else .

Bessy Friends Reunion

I miss you bessy !!!!
I had fun last night ! the pizza and you and charlz !!!

ACTUALLY I AM NOT OKAY.
I AM STILL NURSING A BROKEN HEART .
A BROKEN MARRIAGE.
A BROKEN NAME .
i WANT TO SEE YOU SMILING . CONTENTED . HEALTHY .
HAPPY . COMFORTABLE .BEAUTIFUL ..
50 NA AKO I HAVE TO DOUBLE MY TIME .
I WILL DO MY BEST FOR YOU . MALAPIT NA .

- PAPA


Okay ... let me breath first ....
( 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10... )

First I thought it was a forwarded quote from a friend .
Second A " life size " drama ...

Then my tears came racing down my cheeks ....
My papa just replied to my text message .
I have lost contact with him for like almost 5 years ...

I just felt happy ...

I know he will go on again through the same myths he had promised us ( me and my kuya ) over and over again .... It should be annoying right ?
to hear those broken promises ... but no ... I missed them ...
And in spite of everything that has happened to our family 20 years ago I do love my father so much and nothing will change that ...

I have shielded his memories from those bad and negative thoughts people tried to inject on my young mind when I was young ... and I felt proud of my self that I have done such things ...

I realized that when you get older or matured ( i'm getting a bit matured i guess )
" Hatred " will just consume most of your energy... and I am so thankful that I did not hated my papa .

I am not on ether's side , to my mama or to my papa .
They have left me and my kuya in the care of my Lola when we're just children... I was barely six years old ... but there is no grief inside of me... well maybe a bit on my mom ... but that has vanished a long time ago when I came to understand her ...

When I was in my teens I have composed a list of the questions that I want to ask to my papa ...making sure that I will not forget to ask them and get answers from him ... but the " what , why , and where " never seemed to come out of my mouth when I saw him on my High School Graduation Day .
It is still crystal clear that he was there standing in front of me and wearing a black polo shirt with a single white strip in the color with matching black tailored pant .
" Did you became a priest or something ? "
That was the spoiler question .

And if he said " Yes " I know I will die from heart attack for it will be the most impossible thing that would happen to him for he despised Celibacy .

I'm really not sure how many brothers and sister I do have right now ... It's still a figure to wonder for .
I just don't have the courage to ask him that , yet .

It was funny when I think of how many kids he got ...
And would line in front of his coffin when he dies ( well we all die eventually )
It will be a magnificent reunion isn't it ?
I would like to see my siblings too ( and I don't want to deprive them of my beauty , bwahahaha ! )

Well ... this is my reply to him ...

" pa , I am doing well ... no need to worry about me ...
I am a grown up lady now , no . not that beautiful for the ugly duckling did not happened on me but I am still your little one who loves the piggyback ride when I was just a handful.
I just want you to take care of yourself because I still want to see you in my fifties .My youngest son , Charles looks like you so much and I want you to meet the little monster in person . I love you . "

One of my favorite sonnet by Elizabeth Barret Browning ....

Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead,
Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine?
And would the sun for thee more coldly shine
Because of grave-damps falling round my head?
I marvelled, my Belovèd, when I read
Thy thought so in the letter. I am thine--
But . . . so much to thee? Can I pour thy wine
While my hands tremble? Then my soul, instead
Of dreams of death, resumes life's lower range.
Then, love me, Love! Look on me--breathe on me!
As brighter ladies do not count it strange,
For love, to give up acres and degree,
I yield the grave for thy sake, and exchange
My near sweet view of Heaven, for earth with thee!

silent pain ...

Are the golden days to be wasted ?
Of crisp laughter and sweet banter
Of walking in the clouds and painting rainbows
Of running in the rain and catching falling stars ...
When happiness never seemed to cease ...

When once Love worth a million eternity
Now it all seemed to be just a memory ...

When you're heart's as cold as night
When you listen but never seemed to be there at all ...

Those words unspoken
I want to know them all
For I couldn't bear your silent pain.

Why not bring back the laughter that once was there before ?
Bring back the warmth to keep me from shivering ...

Please show me your angel smiles
I beg you to speak words of love again ...
So I will have the courage to pick up the pieces of this broken heart..
To tell you this silent pain
When you embraced me that sad night and cried
And spoke of someone else's name ...

... sui caedere ...

sui caedere

Is it a sweet submission or a bitter judgment of oneself ?
Why would anyone do such pathetic act ?
I have known people with suicidal acts ... including myself .

If you commit suicide to end all the misery and sorrow that you have right now will it really end ?
Of course we will not know what happens next not until the did is done and the crime is committed .

When I think about how the sharp blade digs into your precious skin , the skin that you have put on moisturizers and scrubbed with salt spa's and etc' just to keep it glowing in a healthy way . Think about how the sharp edge slices through your skin ... to gush over your beloved veins and slice you blood platelets into oblivion .... think of how it would hurt ....
Or what about imagine taking pills ... a bottle of sleeping pills prescribed to relax you and fight insomniac and stress . Of how you slowly digest each “ sweet dream “ and how it pulls you deeper into the dark abbeys of nowhere ....
you sank into the sand of numbness ...
swim into the pond of eternity ...


Will your ghost hunt you for doing such cruelty to yourself ?
Or she would feel shame for have become of you and why has your logic reached such insanity ....
Or mock and laugh at you for being so weak ...

When I did it ...
I was thinking that I am just walking in a cliff ... that if I jump my wings will grow and I will be free to fly high and away ....away from everything ....

People will talk , feel pity , grieve for your death ...
But after that you will be forgotten ... only the worms and maggots and roaches will enjoy your decomposing body situated 6 feet below the ground .

And life will continue ... with or without you ...

Hatred ...

reposting : Hatred

Tuesday 4:46 pm
March 27, 2007


I sat there in a cold dark corner.
Shivering... the air conditioner is sipping through my skin...my flesh... my soul...

I know I look miserable, alone... with tears running down my face.

Happiness was there... a few days ago... but sadness is here and will linger forever.

How can a happiness goes away with a blur?

And sorrow lingers forever...

The movie was bad,well not bad in all sense but it was grouse... with bloods and wars and hatred..it was not good at all... but not that bad either... just a lousy film to watch when you're desperate for a good laugh.


I can not help from weeping, my chest hurts so much if I hide them...

There again, I say "I'm so tired..."

And...

"I want to rest,forever..."


A drop of joy... a bucket of sorrow... that is life.
"Life is not fair" I always remember that, I could not forget that...

The battle goes on... they fought knowing they will not win... but they have glory in their hearts, knowing they fought for reasons..they being brave and all for mankind... and me a useless bitch ( sorry for the word-but it's true ).

It's worthless to hate one's self...
It's a pity I felt it.

No, not pity at all... hate.


And I feel pity for them... the more I hate me...

Stars…

You said you will be my star at the break of dawn
You are the star to shine on me
My star that would care and never leave me…

How did you made me believe?
That wishes will come true if I wish upon a shooting star?

How did you made me believe?
That constellation will guide me and will bring me to you…

But when in reality,
I know
I could never reach a star
For they are too far
That I could never own a star
Such as you are…

Men ...

I've conducted a survey ... not really that much important but it matters though ..

I've asked men this question :

" what do you do after a
hot ,
perspiring ,
energy drenching ,
orgasmic ,
satisfying SEX ? "

The answers we're ...

10% = they smoke after .
10% = they sleep after and snore .
15% = they suddenly wakes up and found out that they we're just dreaming about it .
15% = they realized that they we're just fantasizing " daydreaming "
50% = they go home to their wives .

Having fun with Photos !

chickas !!!

Twilight and The Ring

The PIRATES and the PIRATED !!!

Sad Rhapsody ...

The night is still ...
on a blinking cursor I stared ...

memories came flooding in ... the one's I craved to write
but my tears rocked me as i tried to embossed them word by word ....

sorting them out ... brings pain ... shattered pieces of a broken heart ....
of wanton , passionate desire .... the one's i craved until now ....

the heart aches rush a quick while the flicker of the light fades slowly ...
of the melted wax .... once stands with all it's glory ....

for a moment I felt your warm skin brushed mine ....
for a moment I wished I could turn back time ....

once again you have touched this bereaved heart
and once again you obviously torn it out to pieces ....

I breathed .... gasped for precious air .... just to continue this insanity ...
of loving someone who doesn't even care to love me...

I craved for you as I do for this life of mine ...
but to live deeply in this pathetic madness makes me realize ....
that death would be such a sweet bliss.....

中心は痛む

Heartache ...

when is love become forbidden ?
when is love become a sin ?
do we always dwell with morality ?
when do we stop pretending ?
when do we let our feelings free ?
When do we stop denying ?

ooh tell me please ...
when do we stop from hurting ?
when do we stop from loving ?
would it mean to stop breathing too ?

do we have the right to say that life wasn't fair ?
what do we know about being fair when we have been unfair at times ?
when do we keep our selves from doing wrong ?
when every moment spent together felts so right ?

tell me why does your hand fit so right as you hold it close to your heart while singing your songs ...
tell me why does our heart beats so fast each time you held me close ...


as time goes by i though that i will stop loving you eventually ...
i thought that this feeling will just subside ...
but that was proven to be wrong for i am in fact still in love with you ...

i cannot tell myself to stop loving you...
to just shut my heart from those forbidden feelings...

and once again as i played our favorite song the heart aches felt so fresh
like it was just half the moment when i let go of you ...

Please don't ask me
what am i thinking
It's about you
And please don't ask me
I never can see you
What can i do
My first impulse is to run to your side
My heart's not free,
and so i must hide
Please don't ask me
What I'm gonna say to you
I toss and turn
Can't sleep at night
It's worrying me, I go to bed
Turn out the light
But your face i see
It only hurts
The more i pretend
That we could ever
Be more than friends
Please don't ask me
Why I'm so in love with you



You could easily make me happy
That I know
But I try my best to
never tell you so
I will sing to you my love songs
And pretend but I'll keep my
secrets right down
To the end
Please don't ask me why
I'm not talking
I just can't explain
And please don't ask me
Why I go walking out in the rain
I could not live the
lie it would take
To have you near would be a mistake
Please don't ask me
Why I'm still in love with you
No please don't ask me

Each time you sang that song it makes me want to comfort you and tell you that
" every thing's gonna be alright love .... "

and once again you will hold me close .... and sing your song once more ....

The Crazy Dream ...

It felt weird ....
but i woke up laughing.... i barely had sleep today ... 3 hours is
really not enough ....

I had this surreal dream ...
erotic ... but should I laugh about it ?
hell yeah!

why not ?

this was it ...

the dream was ...

about ...

SEX

the first scene was i was enjoying the same coke float again ( the
one I was addicted for two days already )
was sitting on the black counter top ... the tile felt so cold and yes it
felt so real .



so... I sipped and then swirling the cream on that sizzling cola .
and then a man came in from the kitchen door ... he was oozing
with appeal though I don't know him ... but his face seems familiar to me ... he walked in with graceful strides .... long legs ... a hunk ! on his open shirt ...



his eyes we're sparkling with emotions .... staring straight into mine.... I could almost see his soul in it .... and the passion burning .

I met his gaze .... and I was surprised when he covered my mouth with his .. it was differently the kiss of the century .

The kiss was somewhat wet but warm ...
with his tongue toying mine into a deep swirl...
yumm , yumm ....

my eyes we're closed .... it was like I was feeling every inch of his desire to kiss me .... and by instinct I parted my legs to welcome him more and feel his hard chest ....

that is when I realized that I was wearing a skirt ...
( I forgot the color , sorry ) but I had no undies then . LOL .

Still I was enjoying his kiss ... the urge become more vibrant ... the kiss deepened .... i could almost swallow his soul ...
and felt his hands cupping my right breast ... touching it under my blouse ...
i am totally in heat ... and he was in control ... and so he let put the animal in him .....

it happened so fast yet so detailed ....
he parted my legs wider and he entered in ....

It was hot ... hard .... healthy and exciting ....
I was very wet ... but he kept on plunging ... deep.. deeper ....
I am bursting with climax each time he thrust more ... and faster ....

I felt that he was about to come ...
I heard him whisper my name .... it was satisfying ....

so I slowly opened my eyes .... and for the life of me it was not the man who walked in that door ... it was my team mate ( LOL ) names are confidential though ( hehehehe !!! ) .

How the hell did that happened ?
Damn !

But it was good ... and I woke up laughing ... and until now I felt like bursting with laughter especially when I saw my team mate .



" Could we but mould our dreams at will,
And keep them free from harm or ill,
How pleasant it would be,
To deem our waking hours but dreams,
And that, our life which now but seems
A baseless fantasy. "

-- Lady M. W. Montague

silhouette ...

sorting out my feelings.....
though i smile and let out some giggles a feeling of grief and sadness comes and rolls on the center of my being ....
from time to time you hunt me... for even in my dreams you invaded my heart ...


there you are again ... the man .. just a silhouette that i could never see the face ....
standing behind that glass window in a colonial house where the curtains are drawn and the warm light behind you casting a shadow on your face where only a hint of teardrop sparkles by the moonlit sky ....

i wish to see that face behind the silhouette .... to hear the voice .. to touch and feel ....
I wish to heal your pain ... to heal mine ....

i stopped believing in you for such a long time ago ... facing the reality was what i had to do then ....
i gave up on you ...

and there you are .... you look so real .... it even felt so real ...

i long to touch those silken hair .... to feel it's strands in my fingers ...

you haunt me for years now ....

but never telling me your name ... never ....