Flood Project

Monday, January 24, 2005

Whacked Out I woke up facing the popcorn ceiling, I stared at it blankly for a moment contemplating where the hell am I and why do I feel sore all over. I tried getting up but my body feels so heavy, I tried raising an arm but it's as if my bones and muscles don't wanna cooperate with my brain. Then it dawned on me, I'm now in my cozy room, I've got bruises and welts in my elbows, forearms, chest, buttocks, thighs, knees, and legs. Jeez! What has gotten in my mind? Why did I do that thing for? I did enjoy the experience but do I have to ache everywhere? These were my thoughts as I outlined yesterday's event that caused my hurting, I rewound, played and paused it in my mind like a broken DVD player. I was dripping with sweat because of the hot winter weather up in the snowy mountains, believe it or not, it's hot!!! I remembered going up and down so vigorously, and whenever I drop or fall down, I'd curse or cry out a very resonant "ouch!", "fuck!", and "puta!" with my butt and thighs on the ground, legs and feet a hundred and eighty degrees apart or maybe a couple of degrees more, sometimes I fall or drop on my chest and forearms. Face and body all flushed, panting like an exhausted dog, I'd struggle to get up. I recalled wincing in agony as I walked into the bathroom and screamed a resounding "hell no!" when I saw blood dripping on my thighs. Exhausted and squirming with pain, I opened the shower and washed my body with hot water, I felt relieved for a moment. I slept afterwards and now, I'm here lying on my bed, body is still throbbing, recollecting that hell of an experience. Limping as I get up, I told myself, these self-afflicted mars were worth my learning on how to snowboard, yeehaw!!! (Aray!!!) Tuesday, January 17, 2006 Long Night I woke up in the middle of the night wet.. So wet I felt like I was overflowing.. I was at shock at first, but then I collected myself. I tried finding that one familiar thing..but alas, 'twasn't there. I tried to reach something of the same sort in the dark and found it. I pulled down my underpants, the only garment I had on, and put that cylindrical thing inside my thighs.. I pushed it deeper. It hit something within, I stopped. Pushed it again, and hit something again. It didn't hurt so I just went on pushing until it was where I wanted it to be. I pulled the cylindrical thing out and went back to slumber but I can't. This is the first time I did this and I felt uncomfortable yet soo good. I fear of side effects but the anxiety was brushed off everytime I toss and turn in my bed for I felt like exploding.. A couple more hours and this pleasurable discomfort will end.. Tomorrow I'll buy me a pack of sanitary napkins, I don't wanna use tampons again, if situation permits to that is.. Wednesday, June 28, 2006 The Ride We're on our way home from the bowling lanes. My real date was a disaster, my other wooer rescued me from it. It was a terrible night, I didn't know that that Malaysian-Indian guy's a bullshitter from head to toe.. We're in my rescuer's car. He held my hand giving me comfort. Then he guided my hand to touch that stiff thing. My hand got sweaty the instant I felt its hardness. He closed his hand to mine and guided me on how to manuever it giving instructions as the car runs.. We went faster and faster.. Stopping abruptly sometimes, slowing down a little, then going faster again. My left arm went numb from reaching down, concentrating on what I'm doing even if I'm a bit afraid.. It has been a long while since I last did that thing and not from the passenger side.. On Sunday, I'll make sure I'm the driver even if he's the teacher. How can I learn the footwork in the clutch and brake of an M/T car if he'll still be the driver, right?

Feels Soo Damn Gee Double-Oh Dee, Good!!

Lifted from my blog Circa 2004.. One down, more to go..

I woke up one morning with the air filled with streaky blurs of white and gray. I tossed and turned, and tried once more to catch up on my sleep. The cold sweat was forming all over my body, and I needed to get up periodically to try and catch my breath. It was all over me. I felt a sudden stimulation through my nerves, and it gave me a tingling sensation I haven't had for a long time.

I laid down in a semi-reclining position as my mind wandered all over the place. The day was too inviting, and inside of me was screaming for more. I rubbed my hand against the spot, and I could feel my eyes rolling back as I felt the heat while I thrusted faster and faster. It was turning redder with each stroke of my fingers. It made me crave even more.

But then, I remained unsatisfied with all the gentle and forceful stroke of my hands. I wanted something rough to keep the friction intensely gratifying. I constantly rubbed it with a hard edged instrument with considerable pressure. My other hand gracefully worked its way to the other spot where I felt a burning urge to dig through.

I started to suck my fingernails and pressed it even harder 'til it almost touched my naked flesh. The spot turned flushed, and was slightly puffy. The warm feeling was still there. I bit my lip as hard as I could as the prickling feeling increased.

I took a deep sigh of relief as I grasped my breath, and tiny specks of perspiration appeared on my forehead. And as if an act of satisfaction and pleasure, I closed my eyes and smiled like a bitch. I could still feel the yearning to do it over again. This indulgence will never stop until I felt a culminating intensity--bursting and burning through.

Again, I'm touching it. And just like yesterday, and the day before, my fingers will give it a back and forth thrust until my mosquito bites quit itching..

Sarap talagang kumamot.. pesteng mga lamok yan!!

Facial

Re-posting from Darthjesus' plurk. Interesting uhm..treatment name.

Would You Try This?: The Spermine Facial

Jun 01, 2009 @ 11:43am

So I was browsing through this week’s New York magazine on my way to work this morning and read a short piece on how the latest craze in anti-aging treatments is a sperm-based facial. I’m sorry, what now?

Called the Spermine Facial, it consists of slathering synthesized human sperm on your face and then running an ultrasound and infared light over the substance to help it, ahem, penetrate deeper. Townhouse Spa is currently offering this service for $250.

Apparently studies were conducted (can you imagine that clinical trial?) that showed that the antioxidant found in human sperm makes your skin softer and less wrinkly. I’ve seen people put some pretty crazy stuff on their face in the name of beauty but this takes the cake. I’m all for piling on the lotions and potions to keep my skin looking its best, but I don’t think I could get over the gross-out factor on this one.

Would you try the Spermine Facial or is this just too gross for words?

—MEGAN MCINTYRE

Spermine, a powerful anti-oxidant originally discovered in, yes, human sperm, is said to diminish wrinkles and smooth the skin. The substance is now being synthesized in laboratories and sold by a Norwegian company called (seriously) Bioforskning. Spermine facials (really) cost $250 at Townhouse Spa, where the substance is penetrated with ultrasound and infrared light (a more basic treatment can be found for $125 at the nearby Graceful Services). Also available at Townhouse for $175: snail-secretion facials.