Rakista sa MTS

Currently, I had spent 5 days of my home leave here in Davao and I must say that there had been so many changes in the past 2 months that I had been away.

Examples:

The billboard and commercial building at Ulas.

Jollibee beside CALTEX, still at Ulas

McDonalds branch at NCCC Mall of Davao

My December 25 was spent on the following activities: Watching a movie and nightlife (which was lacking from my company's residence). My friends and I decided to watch Praybeyt Benjamin because it was fun (daw). At first you would get upset because you have to join the long line before going inside the cinema, but if you start seeing the movie itself, all your drained energy and frustration from falling in line pays off. 

However, I was disappointed because all of the cinemas in the country shows "Filipino Only" movies. Hence the term: Metro Manila Film Festival. Although it boosts nationalism, the Philippine film industry should also make the movie (which costs 3 american dollars), worth watching. 

FYI: We're decades behind the technology that other countries use to make their films. Urrgh.  

 (A picture showing the line that people make to watch movies in the cinemas)

I was a frequent mall goer when I was young, and I can say that mall goers today are different from the ones I saw back then. Today, I saw a lot of foreign nationals walking amongst Filipinos. A sight that I only saw when I was having my vacation in Cebu. A reason for this trend is because of urbanization in Davao. Nowadays, there are a handful of condominiums and housing that are available for people to live in. DAVAO IS TRULY AMAZING! Life is really here!!

After watching the movie, we headed for the ANNEX building of SM and we saw a show near the giant christmas trees featuring pretty fairies, cosplayers, and mascots of different fastfood chains dancing and singing to the tune of the Christmas season. As I was also observing the place, there were plenty of cute, and handsome men roaming around the place.

"How did Davao City become a haven of beautiful men?" I thought to myself. After the show, the public was allowed to have pictures with the crew of the show. I quickly grabbed my camera and shot the cute candy guys among the crowd. Here they are. :)

(sweet and delicioso)

Later that day, we decided to go to MTS and spend the night drinking liquor and enjoy the wonderful music that I missed when I was away.. We ended up at Taboan inside MTS. We were near the stage that time so we can have a clear view of the band performing that night. Immediately, my eyes met with one of the band member. The one wearing glasses and holding the guitar. His aura is so, so manly. His testosterone levels are 100% guaranteed.

His family was watching him all throughout the performance. I can't help but stare at him while he plays with his guitar, and my fixed gaze was so "piercing" that he too, glances back at me. (waaah! kinikilig ako!!) I must know his name!!

Guys! If you happen to know the band's name, or that guy's name, please let me know ASAP. LOL.

I guess that's all for now. Merry Christmas to all of you my dear readers/followers. We had survived a year of still hiding in the closet. Till next year! Lovelots. Keep safe.

-Davaokiddo

email: davaokiddo@gmail.com

Bound for Davao

Finally. After long days of working far from home, I can finally avail my home leave and spend the holidays in Davao.

I miss Davao so much. I miss the city lights, the humming of cars, the smell of industrial progress.  Words can't explain how much joy I feel right now even though it's just going to be 7days..

Agenda:

1) Eat at Jollibee near PETRON station at ULAS. I heard they had a new store opened there.

2) Finally meet-up with my skype buddy, Mr. N. What's there to lose right?

3) Enjoy night life and partying with friends.

4) Bring my slr camera wherever I go and capture snapshots of cute guys roaming around the city.

5) Spend a relaxing day at the beach

6) Download movies and tv series as much as possible!! (Aside from the fact that internet connection here is so slow, I feel that it isn't secure. They also have a firewall that keeps me from viewing 'the forbidden' sites. Major lifestyle adjustment on my part. LOL)

This sudden rush of excitement inside me also made me sleepless today. (I usually sleep half of my day during sundays).

Bound for Davao tomorrow. See you guys when I see you. Keep safe! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

-Davaokiddo

Kargador

I met someone today at the town. Haha. At first look, he's undeniably a gay head turner. A huge gay magnet (for me). His job is to carry heavy things, which makes his frame beefy, and it complements his total look.

This is the second time *i think* that I got attracted to oriental looking men. He deserved it anyway. 'Hoorah'. ;)

Here he is on side view:

First comment: 'Ang laki ng braso nya!', and those chinky eyes. Sheeet! His small, ripped shirt also made a wierd turn on for me. Haha. I wanted to take out his phone badly(tucked inside his shorts, as seen in the picture) and get his freakin' number. 

Here he is on front view. 

Notice something? The print on his shirt? It says:

'Umiikot ang tao sa pera, pati bakla pinatulan na', which is roughly translated to: Hey, I have sex with men for money. Wanna take me home? Hahaha. 

Sorry for that blatant statement, but I do wish my gut feeling is right about this guy. Hahaha. Excuse me for my carnal desires. I guess it's part of this stupid state, being a closeted gay guy. I don't know if I'm the only one experiencing this, but I get to feel the 'need' each time I see a potential guy. Like this one here. 

Hmmn. I guess that's all for now. Bon apetit everyone. <3

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Record Keeper

Hello guys. It's another one lazy sunday morning... I'm still experiencing the hangover from yesterday's drinking affair and I have a secret to share. I don't know if this is normal, but everytime I get drunk, I often glance at women and give them the stare. Does that make me straight? When I'm drunk I tend to have the courage to touch women and dance with them..  But only when I'm drunk. It's like another personality inside of me emerges. Sounds like possession right? Should I call a priest? I can't explain it... What I do know is that I should reduce this drinking habit. I can feel my belly going bigger and bigger because of this..

Previously that day, there were lots of people gathered on the gymnasium. There was some type of festival going on. I saw basketball games, tennis games, etc..

As I looked around the place, I saw the badminton court, and it captured my attention. Well technically 'someone' caught my attention.

He was standing outside the court and positioned himself in the middle of the court where he could see both teams play. It was then that I realized he was a scorer/record keeper.

He was short, white, with thick eyebrows and a mysterious gaze. Hispanic features are prominent, especially the nose. From one look alone I can feel something in him.

After the badminton game, he approached his friends. They were going for the volleyball court
 It seemed like it was lunchtime and most of the players were eating, so the v- court was free to be played.

They set up teams and I realized that the other team was missing a player, so I took the opportunity to play with them.

As the game went on, both of us shared glances with each other. (BTW  a guy playing volleyball is a dead give-away that he's gay, 90% of the time). There were no people at that time so I had the courage to play too.

1:00 passed and most of the players were returning to the court, it was also the sign that our game would soon be over. And after a few minutes, everyone stopped playing.

Before he left, he looked at me, reached for his cp inside his pocket, and walked outside. I don't know if that was a signal of some sort but what I know is that I should have taken his number.

I sure hope he reads this right now. (Which is a very slim possibility because of the 'remoteness' of this place).

Here's his picture.

Obviously by looking at the picture, you can see that I am risking the anonymity of where I am but it doesn't matter! I can risk everything just so I can get his number. Urrgh. 

Siya na sana si first love. <3. <3

Help! Expert advice needed!

pOMG! This has got to be the most frustrating and exhilirating period of my life here at work. Bckakandnjakbc! I don't know what to do.. I'm so badly in need of advice. Please help!

Here goes the story.. I was peacefully doing my work in my first job when suddenly, a guy caught me off guard

He was tall, medium built, not that 'gwapo', but he can be compared to average looking orientals. Chinky eyes. Light skin. And prominent hair that resembled a korean popstar's minus the hair color.

Remember when I told you that my work involved men doing very physical work? Well, he was doing exactly that! He  wore this sleeveless shirt that showed his muscles with minimal veins showing at the skin.

He was such a turn on. Urrgh!!! It was my first time to show feelings for oriental looking men. Maybe because his physique helped in uplifting his overall aura. And the way he smiled. He somehow reminded me of 'korean teleseryes' when I see his face.

The real problem is this. I kept glancing at him, and somehow he also glances back. Everytime I look at him, somehow he manages to look back. That act alone kinda gave me away. I can't help it. I can't help looking at him.

After work, he talked to me and asked for my number. Take note, he said this in front of my co-worker girls. F*ck! It's good that he did that because I was thinking of getting his number too, but in front of other people? Can't he just wait for me to be alone? Uurgh. Before giving my number, I asked him why he wanted it and he said that he was just 'making friends' with me. To not look awkward in front of the girls, I obliged and gave him my number.

A few hours later, he texted me. We had a few conversations before he asked me a question which I knew would happen sooner or later.

"Sir, wag ka magalit ha. Tanong ko lang, gay ka?"

Sheeeet. As a closeted gay, this means defeat. I  let my guard off. The gayness in me showed up carelessly. As hard as it is. As much as I'd like to say YES, my answer was..

"Hindi oy.." To which he replied: "Ok lang man na gay sir. Bigay man yan ni Lord. Accept man kita kung ganyan ka.."

Another WTF statement right? Does that mean he was gay too? Does that mean he also has feelings for me? Impossible. Maybe he's just playing with me. What if I reveal myself? What would happen if his peers knew. It would spread like wildfire..

Our conversation ended abruptly when I backfired a statement. I asked him a question if he ever had a gay lover because he was so keen on finding out if I was gay or not. He just answered: "wala oy" to which I replied: "joke lang gani.." But he never texted back.

How can I show that I like him but not really show that I'm gay? Did I just ruin a potential relationship? Huhuhu. I can't sleep now.

What if he's really into me and I'm just so overprotective about myself? Or what if this is just a plan to find out the doubts of his peers and answer the question that stirs their curiosity? What if this was a plot to show everyone that I am GAY.

I'm not ready for this. I know that I'm gay but I'm still not ready to show myself to the world. I don't know when I will be ready..
Gays out there. Please. A little guidance would help. Help me in this very crucial part of my life



We'll see each other again tomorrow. i don't know what to do. I don't know if I can even put a straight face in front of him.

You can always email me at davaokiddo@gmail.com

huhuh

CND: Vin

Hello guys. This is another segment of CND: Crush Ni Davaokiddo.

Today I want to feature this guy. I first saw him on a birthday. He was a fat kid then. He caught my attention because he was mestizo. That pale skin and pinkish lips never failed to flatter me. Urrgh. Even then, when he was still chubby, I already considered him as a crush. BTW, the birthday that he attended was of my relatives. Later that day, I discovered that our families are distant relatives branching of on the same tree, which makes us blood related.

Clue: The first letter of his last name starts with "A". One of his grandparents (and I don't know which one) is an owner of a school in Davao that starts with letter M, where Marine and Aeronautics courses are usually known (although I'm not sure if they still offer this today).

I decided to share him today because his account managed to show up on my facebook home (we're fb friends). A picture of him and his girlfriend popped out of nowhere. My further investigation led me to his Instagram account and I can't imagine how hot he had been after all these years!

He's literally so hot, that I'm blazing on fire right now. Lol!

Presenting: Vin

Kiss mark on the cheek <3

Him with his gym buddies,

Let's not forget his current instagram profile picture...

Y'all drooling now right? Haha. Of course you would. Who wouldn't drool on that handsome face, chiseled body of perfection, and his obviously 'high-class' status in society? Yep. by saying 'high-class' I mean they're rich. :) I just don't understand why his face isn't featured on any davao fanpages idolizing cute, fresh and handsome men..

But bekis all around the world, I must inform you that he already has a girlfriend which is quite sad on your part. Haha.

 I do hope that one day, he'll show up on the same party so that I can formally introduce myself to him.. Eeee.<3. I'll wait for that day. :)) Who knows, maybe we'll be great friends in the future. *crossing fingers*

This is davaokiddo, saying good night! Keep safe guys.

My Fairytale

Remember my trip once in Manila? I had been there because I attended a seminar about something I cannot share.

I remember staying in the Malate area. I slept at the cheapest place I could find on the net and I succeeded. Not only was it cheap but it was also a 'tripadvisor' recommended place.

At first I didn't know what that 'tripadvisor' tag meant but as soon as I checked-in the idea sunk in me.

It was a place where foreigners of different nationalities usually go to. We were in a group but I felt naked as we walked across the lobby area where a group of foreign nationals looked upon us.

I felt naked and I hated it. It's like foreigners are my kryptonite. My eternal weakness.

As I put my things inside my room, I saw tall blonde and brunette men in white towels,with wet hair that just got out of the shower. They walked in front of me and surprisingly, their room was right next to mine! They were probably europeans because they spoke differently. I've had online tutorial courses with german speaking and I can distinctly hear the same intonation when they talk.

Trivia: European men are on my top list as the most hottest men in earth. Country specifically of interest is on Germany. Hahaha!

As much as I praised them for their appearance, I also got the time to appreciate mine. Because, when I was there, I looked like the foreigner. Their stares meant that I too was pleasing their eyes. My sun kissed skin, my face.. Hahaha. Or not.. But I'd like to think the positive side of the story.

What I liked more about being in Manila is that you get to see other nationals. It was like a melting pot of different people and culture. It was all good during the day but, when night came.. Well, let's just say that it traumatized me. VERY different from Davao!

Malate = Red Light District.
No wonder a writer tagged Manila as the Gate  of Hell. Pun intended.

So summing it up, I conclude that the trip was memorable and fun. You'll know the feeling when you go and try it yourself. Earn experiences and live life to the fullest, just like this group of teens enjoying a foam party.

I wish I was in the middle of them though :) 

This is davaokiddo, saying goodnight! Keep safe y'all. 

As a 20-ish human

Hooray. I survived my first month as an employee. As a hard earning citizen of the Philippines, I mostly devote my time and money to family.

15% of my income goes to me, and the rest goes to family. Yes I have plans for the future, but knowing that we are financially 'broken', I consider this days as null days. Days in which I must first think of my family before myself.

Being a Filipino, I know I'm not the only one in this situation. It's not that I don't like giving back to family. I love my family as much as I love myself. However, what I hate the most is this system: Filipino's being trapped in this 'rat race'.

I hope that someday, future Filipinos would put this current economic state in history books and live on as one of the first world countries in Earth.

As I stare at the full moon and write this entry, I can't help but feel scared about what the future holds for me. Would I succeed in life? Would I be happy growing old? What would my life-turning decisions be? Will I finally reveal myself?

The last statement still haunts me as I write this...

Senti mode,

Davaokiddo.

CND: Ken M.

Hey guys, today's another segment of Crush Ni Davaokiddo, CND for short. I've been wanting to post this kid for a while but I got busy with work so it was delayed. Haven't you noticed something different? Yep. That's right. I am starting to post only their first names so that I am the only one who can stalk them. Haha. If you know them personally, then good for you! :)

I saw this kid's account via a mutual friend. When I first looked at him, I immediately thought 'artistahin' because he really looks like one.

He's not your typical moreno boy. There's something about him that gives full vibrance to surroundings or places he goes to. I can feel it. 'Char lang'.

Presenting.... Ken

These pics are from his younger years.  'Gwapo no?' For me, I think he is really handsome Because I rarely fall for moreno types. 'Pili lang ang mga type kong moreno'. I'M MOSTLY INCLINED WITH MESTIZO MEN. 'Fuck my Spanish Colonilaistic mentality'.

Ok, moving on.. Here he is now,

Saw some changes? Only his facial hair! But the cute, young boyish vibe never faded away, all thanks to that gorgeous smile! I love him already, even if I haven't met him personally. That 3rd photo you see is a picture when he was a contestant on an abs-cbn segment called: Bidang Pogi. :) 

PS: It's now 8:00 am and I still need to wash my dirty clothes for work tomorrow. Lovelots my dear closets, bi's, gays, gals out there. Keep safe. This is davaokiddo signing out! <3

Men at Work

As i open up myself slowly through this blog, I begin to feel confidence within myself. But that confidence cannot equal the fear of revealing myself out to the public.

Imagine yourself, a gay person, working in an environment with lots of men. You may think of me as slutty, but you cannot deny the fact that if you were in my place, you'll absolutely feel horny as hell.

Hormones, adrenalin rush, i don't know what to call it. All I know is that I always have fantasies whenever I go to sleep and dream of the men that I see during the day.

As you may know, and for those who recently followed my blog, I work in an industry where men are prevalent. You can see all types of men here. Small, tall, boy next door, Daddies, etc. Any gay guy's fantasy dreamland as you call it.

THE MECHANIC

So here I was, trying to 'fit in' and act as normal as possible. Manly as possible. When I come across a guy who was doing a repair with a car.

There's nothing more manly than seeing a guy doing dirty work, handling gears and body covered with grease and sweat, yep. One of my favorite types. Here he is.

Notice the tattoo on his right shoulder? *wink*

THE GUARD

The next guy you're about to see is also a cutie. He says he once worked in Davao as a security guard and he boasts of seeing women in their bikinis. He showed the typical alpha male behavior which I liked and being a closet guy, just went with the flow. Boasting of similar experiences when spending time at the beach 'which was a big lie'. 

While talking to him, I can't help but stare, to the point where my 'gayness' ia showing, which I hoped he did not feel or sense at all! 

Without further ado, here he is.

That haircut, that facial hair, that tall and slenser physique. Yum!

Gay guru's out there! Please teach me how to seduce straight guys. I don't think I can live on this place anymore without bursting. It's like all my hormones, adrenalin rush, and etc are building up inside of me, like gas inside a pressure cooker. Lewl. Maybe this is because of the fact that I haven't truly experienced what it was like to be fully gay when I was younger. I can't quite put it to words but I know that I feel this right now. I feel the rush inside me. The need. The craving. Am I bad thinking of these stuff? Should I feel sorry about myself? I don't know what to think anymore..

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CND: Ceb

Good day guys. It's sunday and today is my rest day. Yey! I finally have time to add a new post for my blog.

Just last week, I was on Manila because I attended a seminar there. It was my first time to eat a 7 Eleven's rice meal and it was so delicious. Hahaha. How I wish that Davao would have its 7 Eleven branch. Sadly, there has been too many convenience stores out there, it's almost sickening.

 As we ate there, I saw a really tall and cute guy. The store was just near a very high class condo so my guess was the guy is rich. LOL. He was wearing a white shirt and a maroon shorts. He somehow resembled rustom padilla back in the old days. HOT! To cut it short, there were too many things that happened on Manila that I requires another post but for now, this post is intended for the cute flight attendant I saw when I was going back to Davao.

It was flight 5J 973, October 18 2014, at approximately 8pm. We were bound for Davao. There were lots of people seated at the waiting area so I was 'forced' to sit at the shiny, dust-free floor of NAIA Terminal 3.

Since the presence of the people where overwhelming, my guess was that we were about to ride an Airbus. And my guess, most of the time, is correct.

Inside the plane I located my seat. Put all my things above me, snuck my body on the seat comfortably, placed my headphones gently in my ears and closed my eyes.

As I felt the engine of the plane start I opened my eyes and saw the 'safety tutorial' or whatever you call it, about to start.

I was surprised to see that it weren't girls that was doing this but it were men! For the first time on my flying experience in Cebu Pacific I saw men flight attendants!

There were two of them. One on the left side and one on the right. My eyes locked with the one on the right. He was of athletic build, oriental face, had a mole on his face but over-all he was hot for me!

I even stared at his arms while he was lifting those heavy bags and placed it at the top of other people's seats. He really had muscles. :)

Here's a picture of him. If anyone knows what his name is, please contact me asap on my email. Hahahaha.

Here's another one from afar. Sorry if the picture's blurry. 

The only downside of him though is his voice. It kinda sounded... Gay. But that doesn't bother me at all. :) <3 I hope I can see him again on my future trips with Cebu Pacific. Hahaha! That's all guys. Keep safe. This is Davao Kiddo saying goodbye for now.:) 

Departure

Good news. I got the job! At last. After that long hour trip, I never failed to get the job position... I'm currently at Davao preparing for my documents (SSS, TIN, Philhealth), medical certificate, etc, as requirements for employment. It's just sad that I get to spend my last week here completing my documents and going to the city instead of spending quality time with my family, especially my parents.

I thought of this day as boring and as tiring as always, but I never expected the cuties that flashed through my eyes when I was accomplishing the documents for my job. Hahaha.

I. Clearance

First off, I headed for the police station near San Pedro Church because I was applying for a police clearance. Police men greeted the usual: "Good morning sir. Asa mo dapit muadto?", to which I replied "Magkuha ug police clearance boss". He then stretched his arm and pointed on a building with a blue trapal and lots of people. "Didto mag apply sir" he said. It was a smooth process because it was still early in the morning and fewer people were present at the time.

There was this part of the application wherein they need to take a picture of you for the police clearance (which was a shocking 80 pesos!) Lito Sy lang ang peg?! As my number was called, I entered the room with my co-number bracket (because picture taking were divided into groups) I looked around for cuties and I saw this guy:

He looks a little bit like Rocco Nacino on this angle. Haha. Basta. Crush ko na siya. <3. When it was his turn to be taken a picture, I was looking at the encoder typing his name on the computer. His name was difficult to memorize so I never bothered. I have his stolen picture anyway, so no worries. :)


II. The Bank Guy

I went to a bank along claveria road because I needed to ask something about my bank account. Being that it was just in claveria area, I just walked it out because I thought it was near. I rarely ride a jeepney if my destination can just be walked, even if the sun is scorching hot. 

The guards did their usual checking of backpacks and then I entered. I looked for someone to inquire about my problem and I saw a lady inside her office space without a customer, so I took the opportunity to speak with her. As she was explaining the solutions to my problem, I can't help but notice this cutie standing right next to her office. Here he is.

If you go to 'that bank', I'm sure you'll also notice him because most of the employees of this bank are ladies. Less men. Haha. And amongst those men, he stood out the most. Kuya! What's your name so that I can stalk you?!! Urrghh. Are these signs that I shouldn't continue leaving Davao and immediately cancel my job application? Hahaha

III. Public Assistance Officer

After inquiring at the bank, I decided to leave ASAP because I wouldn't want the 'bank guy' to fall in love with me. And I wouldn't want any attachments whatsoever when I leave this city next week. Char lang. 

Still savoring an image of him in my mind, I wandered merrily along the streets of Claveria and headed for Philhealth office which was infront of Magallanes Residences. They have a Public Assistance office outside their office for people to use when they get lost or doesn't know the way around the place. So naturally I followed the people that were making a line to wait for my turn to ask for direction and processes for becoming a new member.

When it was my turn, I went to window 1 and the man that greeted me defeated the rest of the men that I saw earlier that day! I don't know if he was half or a pure foreigner, but he didn't look like filipino at all!! He looked like an "ARABO" with fair skin, or was he German.. I'm not sure, but those eyes! It's like it can penetrate through my body and soul. Despite the fact that he was sitting, I can see that he was bulky in frame and tall, at a 6 feet estimate. My voice cracked as I asked him the "how to's" in the place and the immediate reaction was a laugh and a smile on his stubbly face. That heavenly smile. P*ta. "Pa hospital niyo ako please kahit walang philhealth. Ma ha-heart attack ata ako dito" I told myself. He gave me documents for me to fill up and told me to go inside the office for the payment section..

After the process, I got outside and made a last glimpse of "window 1" and noticed he wasn't the one 

sitting there anymore. I looked at my wristwatch and saw that it was past 12 noon and thought that maybe he was having his lunch break and, as I walked for the exit gate, I saw a tall man. I looked up and saw that it was him. I was right. He did take his lunch. I watched him walk his way back to his office. I was too amazed and frozen in place that I forgot to grab my phone and take his picture.. That moment was so embarassing because the security guard was watching me the whole time. Sarap sabihan nang: Mind your own business nga guard!. 

IV. The Ride Home

Tired from the walking, talking and filling up of papers, I rode the jeepney to go home. I thought my day was ending but then I saw a cute image of father and son.. Cute isn't it? Haha. But wait, look at the father's right hand. He's holding the phone the same way I hold it when I'm inside a jeepney taking pictures of cute male passengers. Coincidence? Hahaha. I'll let you decide for that folks.

This is davaokiddo, saying that I'll miss Davao and most especially my blog. It would be a long time for me to write another post when I start working, so maybe it's safe to say that this would be farewell for now. Till we meet again guys! Keep safe <3

I can always be contacted at davaokiddo@gmail.com. 

Goodbye Davao :(

There are still things you don't know about me. So I'm sharing to all of you who I am piece by piece, as something remarkable has happened in my life just recently.

I already graduated and got a college degree on a well known university in Davao. My line of work involves manpower. That literally means that I work in an industry where I get to socialize with men. Men who use their muscle power and involves sweating. I guess from that statement alone you now know what my job is. Aside from manpower, I get to work in far places, which is why my work involves travelling. Both of these are good.

Being in a far place helps me unravel my independence. For once in my life I want to do things wherein nobody watches my back. I can do whatever I want and I won't be afraid if I did something deviant from society because nobody knows me in that place. And that place my friends, is where I am headed this Monday, September 22, 2014.

Maybe, by the end of this month I would be working in that place. It's truthful to say that I'll be leaving a part of my life here, as Davao says: Life is Here. Indeed a life I will leave here, and a life I will start anew on the City of Island Adventures. To my followers, see you on Davao Bus Terminal this 22nd if you're also travelling to the same place. <3 <3 I'm travelling alone by the way, so if I experience an 'out of this world' encounter, then I'm sure I'll share it with you guys here on my blog. Hahahaha. (Just kidding).

This is davaokiddo, preparing my backpack for tomorrow's adventure. Till my next post guys. Keep safe. 

PR: Mr. N

O-M-G! After almost months of having this Planet Romeo application, I finally found a cute guy here in Davao. Well, technically he's in Davao but he's not Dabawenyo. He is half Filipino and half Syrian, which means he looks like a middle eastern cutie. He was the first to initiate the chat, despite me having a profile picture of a car wheel. (What are the odds?)

His profile says he's 24 years old, with a height of 5'5, and weighs 125 lbs living at a dormitory near DMC. He says he just recently moved here for the past 8 days for work. When I saw the word DMC, my mind quickly thought of him as a medical student (FYI for the non-dabawenyos, many Indian nationals work/study here on the field of medicine), but he says he works as a consultant in a company which I will not name. Hahaha. He also said he never got drunk, EVER! (liar), and asks for a picture of me, which I actually did and sent him one. Although I'm not sure why I sent it. I don't normally do that. Never. I just had a feel that he was different. And indeed he was!

After sending the picture, I asked him why is he working here when his dad is Syrian and the greener pastures is certainly not in the Philippines. He replied, stating that Syria is not stable and has war. (How foolish of me! Bulok kaayo ko!! askbsnbjrebk!!!)

He then proceeds on telling me that he hasn't been on Abreeza yet and asks me if I wanna hang out with him. He says he wants to be with locals in Davao to get familiar with the place, and tells me he was recently at Zigubu bar in Torres with some of his co-workers. I even called him this morning to confirm if he was really the guy on his profile in PR and it was really him. He was so fluent at english that I felt like I was speaking to a pure foreigner. Although he says he know Filipino/Tagalog, he doesn't want to practice or show me the way he speaks (I don't know why..)

By the end of our conversation, he was already set to go to GMall and says he was going to try the Dance Revolution game at Gameworx. He again repeats his 'request' and says I can come and hang out with him. OMGGG! But I replied that now's not a good time.. We exchanged numbers by then and I bid goodbye. I'm hoping that he will call me back after his trip to gmall, but I'm not going expect too much after he saw me on cam. Well, let the waiting game begin. :))

If ever we'll meet in person, this will be my first time to be in public with a guy that I met on PR, "Honesto, promise!"  I don't know what his intentions are but I'm pretty sure I can handle whatever the events may unfold. What motivates to meet him in person is that he's not from Davao, and whatever happens between us if ever, will remain a secret. The closet would still be safe with me.

BTW, he kinda looks like the guy on the picture, but he's way more gwapo/handsome.

Wish me luck guys! This may be my very first interracial same sex relationship ever! Haha. 

*crossing fingers*

If you wanna give me advices on how to handle this situation (lol), you can always email me at: davaokiddo@gmail.com. Keep safe guys. Lovelots! <3 <3

Red Alert!! (RED HOT 100)

If straight guys made female red heads a sex symbol, then why the hell doesn't the male counterpart given the same treatment? I don't understand the logic of the west but for an eastern guy, I am a total redhead addict.

When I was young, I always fascinated about redheads. I can even vividly remember when I was a kid, I watched this p*rn video about a delivery man who was redhead. He was the first redhead I saw on a gay film and he instantly turned me on. He was so hot. (He was a TOP). There's something in their pale freckled skin, and shiny red hair, and those penetrating eyes that turns me on automatically. So when I heard this exhibition going on in London, I went berserk and searched the internet what all the commotion was all about, then BANG!

If my eyes had orgasms, it would have been a tremendous mess. I just saw the most epic exhibition (so far) in my life. If I had the money, I would certainly go to this exhibition myself and have pictures with these hot models! I could even buy the goodies (art book, calendar, shirts) that they were sell during the exhibit.

Thank you THOMAS KNIGHTS, for making the female and gay community feast on these gorgeous guys! But beyond the showing of the skin and sex implications of the exhibit, I think the true message here is to show the bullied redhead community that they are recognized and adored by many. :)

I wish this would be the start of an era where "ginger" is no longer an insult, but rather a compliment and a privilege for the few to have. (I SERIOUSLY WISH THERE WERE MORE REDHEADS IN THE WORLD).

Here are my favorites:

Last but not the least, my crush. <3 PUSO!!.

All of you can date me anytime!! <3 <3 <3