Hale Manna

Last weekend was my very first outing in close to 10 years with "normal" people. Normal people from work. Hopefully, you guys can consider me normal now. Although, I would have to say there is nothing normal with the bunch of kids I hung out with. Okay, not kids. Less mature adults would probably be more apt.

But it's all cool. I had a blast. We went to a quieter side of Moalboal called Hale Manna. It means House of good energy. Well, if you put a bunch of (ahem) rowdy, gorgeous, and talented people there, it becomes less of a house of good energy and more of a house of spontaneous-combustible-party energy. Haha

Here are some of the snaps I took.

Anyway, that weekend only strengthened the doubts in my head about my gender. When I said before that I might be a guy without the actual you-know. I know now that I am a guy without the actual hoo-haa. I talk, walk, drink, act, think, and eat like one. The only thing I need to do is pee like one and I might as well have a girlfriend! Oh yeah, that too, I am not attracted to girls. Except Anne Curtis. She's so hot yeah?

It's nice to be hanging out with the younger people though. Not that I am way older than them. Probably just a couple of years. Cough. Cough. I mean, come on, these guys would be forced to respect you just because you are a few years senior, and you can tell them a bunch of crap and it's still words of fucking wisdom! Hahaha

No, I did not tell them a bunch of crap. But whatever I did tell them, you can put that on the unaccounted-for-moments of my life. I may have had a few drinks during the said activity.

Anyway, maybe I will write more about these guys when I have time. Or maybe not. Sorry, no rant today. My genius is giving up on writing prose as well. Maybe next time. Sorry to disappoint. I really just wanted to have a post that will show all these wonderful pictures I took. Hahaha

Peace, Love, and body shots!
StringedMusic™

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