Jun Lana’s film “Roxxxanne” long awaited by Janvier Daily fans, yes inlcuding moi, is going to have its premiere showing at the U.P. Film Center on October 10, 2007.
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Let’s chill out and have fun! Write your own caption for this picture!
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KT is a 29-year-old Dabawenyo MGG reader who contemplates about growing old and lonely. We shall all grow old, that’s for sure, but being happy or lonely is totally our decision. Read the following excerpt from his letter, and his interesting plan when he turns 35.
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Hey MGG readers… this happened to me recently, and I want your opinion.
What would you do if the guy you met for an EB turned out to be a TV/movie actor? Goodlooking, yes. Smart? Hard to tell.
I tried interviewing Tiggah (the famous Filipino blogger and self-confessed exhibitionist) because I’ve always been curious what is in the mind of an exhibitionist. I have not done the interview yet, but have continually seen Tiggah’s life in random.
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Stupefied. Speechless. Still am. Received this email just minutes ago.
(UPDATED! See end of post.)
Dear Migs,
I like your site so much. There is so much to know. You really nailed the Filipino gay culture with one blog. It says all. It embodies all. It makes us feel we are so real when everything else in us wanted to hide.
Being one of those men who chooses to hide behind closed doors, who supresses emotions (or hard ons) when it springs up at the wrong moment (if ever all moments were actually wrong), I knew i would be able to make every guy out there feel that someone is as hurting as they are. Well, I definitely am hurting.
I have been raised up as a sunday school kid. I am baptist and as others would tag us; a bunch of conservative hypocrites. True, true. I am, for one a hypocrite. Not that i ridicule the ’sinners’ or what, but then, it is living this life that makes me hypocrite. I knew from the time i was fondled by a lifeguard at a kiddie swimming pool that a man’s touch makes a lot of difference. And it went on and on. Growing up my whole life, that longing to be touched haunted me like a hungry serpent searching for vermin.
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