GM Experience: JAPAN-bound LOVE? - My Experience with an female friend turned Japayuki.

It was early 2003, I was on my way home from internship or on-the-job training when I got off E. Rodriguez Sr. Avenue in Cubao. I got out of the jeepney and crossed the road from Monte de Piedad Street near to get on to a nearby bus stop for a return trip to school where I attended my university years somewhere north in Fairview area. As I crossed the street to that destination on a shortcut I chanced upon this building with the ground floor with open-wide windows and probably 10 or more ladies performing a dance number. I am sure these girls maybe going to Japan to as Japayukis?

I just stood a few meters from window and watch them perform. I was so amazed and thrilled with their performance and stood there for a few more minutes before going to EDSA and into school to finish a news article for our college news paper and visit the small bungalow home I am sharing with a classmate and study buddy from Las Pinas who we rent since third year. In a short while, a young lady appeared on the window drinking from her water bottle after pausing for a short break. I decided to leave after 5 minutes and went on to my priorities because I will be taking an one hour ride to Fairview.

An Interview with An HIV Positive Woman

A few years ago, I was still working for a well respected medical institution somewhere in Metro Manila. I was tasked by one of  the senior medical resident to conduct an interview of a mid-50s woman who was awaiting for her queue outside the ICU waiting. I let her inside on one of the cubicle of the Intensive Care Unit of the hospital which was empty. Before conducting some actual interviews, I made her feel a little bit comfortable with my approach and gave her a pen to fill-out the consent forms prior to HIV/AIDS testing and so we went to room to conduct a private matter relating to her test.

She was a bit nervous about it as when I was about to conduct an interview with her personally. I did asked her some funny and outrageous questions regarding her sexuality? Like how many multiple sex partners did she slept with, Having sex with same gender? She did answered truthfully about it. Did she already had information about HIV/AIDS which transmissible through blood transfusion, sexual contact and others which is kind of a short orientation on the topic of this illness before undergoing blood collection and testing which is mandatory under the current Philippine HIV / AIDS Law (Republic Act 8504). As I became serious on discussing her a bit of the disease which still felt apprehensive. Usually an HIV/AIDS consent for testing interviews are usually conducted by either a Physician, Nurse, Medical Technologist or even a Medical Social Worker trained or oriented to handle cases like these. Still "PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY" is still practiced in order to protect the identity of the patient suspected with this illness.

A Career Shift: Leaving the PSP Industry…

I wonder what happens to a PSP who finally decided to leave the industry for good and would like to settle back on being a normal person again. I asked one of the PSP I knew before she retired from the industry and into the next chapter of her life. I was totally amazed of her decision to let go and move forward although I have missed our conversations over a coffee and rendezvous at one point in life. Not knowing if we can still meet again since it will be our last conversation as a guest – client at that time. It takes a lot of guts to step out of the shell of being PSP and changing herself as an ordinary Jane which is a metamorphosis of new positive life. Everything in being a PSP is all TEMPORARY and NOT PERMANENT SOLUTION especially with financial burdens and poverty. It is a hard fact that there are many dependents to support making them breadwinners of their families and feeling the brunt of it without being comforted by their own loved ones. Some ladies love the piece of the action and do this for just for fun of in making extra buck. Others are living independently from their parents and are supporting themselves on their studies and defray personal needs to cover daily expenses from school or other works.

The Tales from Mean Streets: My view on this Pick-up Places and Opinions on Solicitied Sex.

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I was reading a thread from a adult-themed forum site a few days ago. I was recalling a few incidents that happened to me in the mean streets of Metro Manila when I was younger. As I recount on them, it is somewhat vague, hilarious and sometimes annoying. Anyways, I will keep some tab on the experiences I had before.

My College Freshman Year

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I was in my freshman year in college (1999), I rode the LRT 1line from R. Papa Station to Monumento after calling the night of having drinking sessions with some college buddies when I stumbled upon an mature looking woman (probably in her late 20s to early 30s) after I got out of the platform at 5:15am and on to the lower platform to get outside of the station, the lady was calling me with a loud remarks (Psssst! gwapo pwede tayo mag-short time pang-kape lang pauwi na kasi ako). She was asking me for a solicited sex on a nearby motel so that she can call it quits also for the night. I wasted no time in getting out of sight of that lady and immediately rode a FX taxi going to Valenzuela even if I was a bit drunk and still able to come to my friends home safe. Never in my imagination that a street walker would pounce on a innocent teenage guy like me. Besides, I am not interested in her. Before, they proliferate in the Ever Gotesco Mall before or in the vicinity of this area but I am sure if the modus operandi of this ladies still exists.

GM Experience: Exploration of KTV Through a Balikbayan's experience.

Recently, an old friend and co-worker from my previous work sent me an private message on Facebook. I was thrilled to find out about his message on his upcoming arrival in a few weeks from abroad. I am truly looking forward in meeting up with him and his immediate family. He has been living happily in the United States for the past four years with his lovely wife and two young boys ages two (2) and four (4). He was asking me one time that we should go out and grab a couple of beers and eats some balut and chicharon like what most typical Pinoys who have not have eaten the local street foods in a very long time. I told him "Why don't we paint the town red? when you are in-country".  He said Okay bro!