I knew her name, knew her job, and knew her race pinay!!! She Worked in a bar called New York, how real is that? The only thing more closer to home would have been if she also worked in a section and called it Washington Heights Her Name; Leah, the most beautiful name I had heard. I met some philippinas before but I didn't really met some, you know? Leah was the dream woman that I never dream of yet. I would do anything to see her and on almost a nightly basis, that is what I did.
Going into the New york bar, you walk past the window with bars on it, and several other bars before you have this really bulky door that you push open, and usually there is a Mama son waiting right behind the bar with two questions for you. One, what you drink? and two, "which girl you like?" I had been coming to new york for so many nights that now, question 2 didn't have to be asked instead there was a, "Pamela you friend is here." Her job was to entertain GI's and with such a crazy job it was very difficult not to become jealous if she was extra friendly to another guy or if some guy put his hand on her leg or shoulder or anything. I quickly learned that if I was indeed going to hold Leah for the rest of time I couldn't go to her job everynight cause I would be fighting mad and broke . So Now I learned that I could see her on her day off, outside the bar, sometimes after she got a Marine to pay some money for her day off and ditched him so we could take a tour or something.
After a couple of months of this dating, we decided to spend the night together. It was a Saturday and I didn't have formations or duty so I went to the hotel early that morning and got the room. I went back to the PX and got some cheap colonge that for some crazy reason I thought smelled good and paced it and some change of clothes, skiveys, personal effects and some tequila in an alice pack and took that to the hotel also(little did I know about the test that awaited me). I called Leah on her cell and I was to pic her up at 1. Perfect since the hotel check in was two, we could eat or hang out at champions for a while. My two best friends, Gavia and Calderon went with me and Leah brought two of her friends along also. Our day was cool, but we actually got a little tipsy and made our split with the others around 5 and got to the hotel around 6. The Night I fell in love!
I wanted to be romantic so I had order this turn down service. When we got to the room, rose petals lined the floor all the way to the bed and another path lined to the bath and there also were petals and candles lite around both. I picked her up, carried her into the room, I said, "I need to tell you how perfect you've made my life. How everything that is good and decent in my life is because I know each day that I may see or talk to you and hear your precious voice. If I never show you like I feel always know that I will forever love you and never forsake you"
Maybe it was silly or OA but it felt real enough to express. My darling responded, "Miguel, I have had so many bad and crazy experiences with men, especially with my job and here in japan. I want to believe that all of this is real, but every other Marine will promise you the world just to get in your pants. How can you be so sure so soon. . . . .?" I interrupted "when you wake up from sleeping, after a long sleep, there is a split second before you open your eyes that you know, I am awake. It won't read on a computer, and there is no justifing it in words, only you know it, and feel it and others too when they see you open your eyes. When I look into your eyes each night, when we hold each other close, when I feel your skin or you feel mine, I just know it, and no words can come close."
We talked for a while and finally decided to drink some tequila and watch some tv. but we didn't make love and here is the crazy thing. Laying there next to Leah made me realize that even with out that level of physical contact, we were still intimately close and bond to one another at least this night we were, The night I feel in love. . . . . . . . . . page 3 the finale coming soon!!!! thanks for reading and take care and God bless Biggs
May 2, 2008 1:01 am Mood: contemplative, 314 Views
"At long last we are finally in Japan," Said Poppi to Edwin, "My stuff is put away, are you going in to town or going somewhere on Base?"
"I guess I will just stay here on base, but Walls is looking for someone to go to that bar that Duarte told us about in town, called Champions?" replied Edwin, "I will just see you when you get back but check with Walls."
"Cool, " I said and with that we parted ways and I went to get ready and then go find walls and hit the town. I was in Japan for the first time and didn't know anything. This philippino guy named Charles Durarte had been here before and told us about these girls here called "Buy Me Drink" girls but he also told us about some places we could go and not get harrassed b y those girls. So now this guy named David Walls and I were going to this small bar called Champions. The beer was cheep, it wasn't as crowded as other places and Moma Son was very polite here. There was a small dance floor and Moma usually let you take turns playing your own cd's or singing karaokye if you paid like one or two dollars per song. Still cheap.
Here sat Moma son behind the bar, walls was sitting to my left, and I was right infront of these oversized couches that were close to the entrance. That is when 8 or 9 guys walked in from a different unit, and about 4 or 5 girls with them. At that point I saw her. She had dyed her hair so there was a little blonde in it, but she was so beautiful, so amazing, and I litterally dropped my jaw. Her name? I didn't know yet. Her situation, didn't know that either. But I did know beauty and I have never seen, on tv, movies, posters, magazines, or in real life anyone so beautiful before but maybe since I have . "Walls, " I said, "I am going to the restroom, don't let her leave!!!" Walls responded,
"Ok, man, I will make sure, ha, ha, ha!!!"
In the restroom I tried to get something smooth together in my mind. I was thinking and pacing back and forth. What was her nationality, could she be Dominicana? No way that would be to perfect. But I should start by asking her something in spanish, maybe Como ta va? or Que Pueso? no nothing that lame, man what should I do, oh, I got it, the standard, "Hola, mi llamo es Miguel, mucho gusto, cornocelo. Estas bien?, Como se llama, usted?" Yeah, that would be smooth, I would say, Hello, my name is Miguel, very nice to meet you, Are you doing good? whatis your name(formal)? Smooth, right o Suave?
I walked out of the restroom and they were trying to dance some girls and they could not talk the guys into getting up and joining them. They were listening to my cd, Walls put it on, Good Job bro I thought. It was Savemente by Elvis Crespo, meaning Smoothly. I walk over to here and said, Would you like to know how to propler dance to Merengue?.
"I know how to Merengue already, sir!" Leah, replied.
"Do you now!!!!"Said I, "show me? if your not scared?"
"what is your name? I am Leah and when the dance is over you will call me Mamacito.
"My name is Miguel, I am from the place where Merengue is founded Leah, it is called the Dominican Republic, and when we finish dancing, like all my friends, you too will call me Big Poppi!" You see at that time I had already won several dance contest and I still think I am very good in Merengue. Boy did she find out.
When the song was done, we walked to relax and sit down, leah said as she caught her breathe,
"Your so smooth Poppi, you dance very nice!!!"
"In Merengue, I am the best, and one day, I will be the best in your heart too." this is what I told her, Honest!!! Scouts honor!!! "I came all the way from America because the Marines made me come. I don't think my journey was for nothing, cause day one, I found the most beautiful woman in Asia, and I won't leave Asia without her. . . . ." She smiled and a lot of oooh and ahhhhs, came from te others. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . to be continued Biggs
Just watched a new Marine Corp clip and wow, these new clips and Commercials are amzaing. Its like they are being directed by Lucas or something. Thought I would share that iwth you all and lets get it together Yankees. Take care and God bless, your boy biggs
I guess when you really boil it all down, its hard to pick just one person, and say for sure that this one person is your best friend. There are some things that each friend and you share and that is what separates them mostly, with the exception of things that you two have in commmon and with other small things that you could list forever.
I have always contended that I have two best friends. One, Gavia, is Colombian. The other, Calderon, is Puerto Rican. Of course, I am Dominicano. How could three guys so diverse, from three different latin countries become so close that we refered to ourselves as La Costra Nostra or the committee? I guess one story could sum up the whole thing and it is all about perception.
When we were in grade school, I was born in Chicago but moved to Washington Heights, in New York. At my school I met first Gavia, who was straight outta Colombia. Gavia and Calderon were already friends but Calderon and Gavia would argue all the time and usually I would end up in the middle trying to seperate the two or bring the two back together. Gavia's skin is very dark, maybe even darker than mine. Calderon's skin is also very very dark, maybe a little lighter than mine. Growing up in New York we all three look like three black guys and all three are very Latino and very Proud of that !!! Gavia when he came to the United States spoke very very very little english and so we constantly had conflicts with some who thought we were black and wondered why we all spoke spanish and acted like we did not belong in the African American side of politics.
People see me to this day and assume this or that and some even have racist things to say about latinos to me. We drew close because enduring all these types of physical sterotypes from blacks and even from some other latinos. I could go on forever talking about different things that the Committee had to over come but I just wanted to say, we came together not as latinos, or brown people, or people injured. Just three kids looking to hang out and put aside our differences and that is what the world needs; true friendship that can cross all lines of differences. Lastly to all those hatians who were killed trying to come to America; May the Lord watch between, you and I, while we are apart, one from another, May he continually shine His Face upon you and be Gracious unto you and your familes, our heart is with you and rest forever in peace!!!! Thanks for Reading and take care and God bless and Keep you all, your brother and friend, Biggs
I haven't always been the best person or done the right thing but I do admit that I have learned and grown as I have lived. Maybe some hearts where broken but maybe I needed those experiences to make me who I am today. Maybe I didn't have to be as cruel to some as they or others may have thought I was, but c'est la vie! That is life and life is for the living. I wish I could take back some of the past mistakes, heartbreakes and the deceptions I have felt from so many I trusted my heart and love to but again I need those to make it here and become this person that I am still growing into. I should never have left my first love, the United States Marine Corp, but I also don't know where this life is leading me so maybe that was needed. I thank you for reading and take care and God bless, your friend, Biggs
I am so, so crazy, but I was inspired by an angel to post and borrow her title, this will be a crazy post cause its like random thoughts going through my mind right now
I must confess for the sanity of my soul the confessions I make are random most are not eaisly told
I confess to looking at you longing confess to wanting so much more confess to thinking of you constantly confess to thoughts unpure
confess to be being amazed you amaze me each day confess to wanting to write the things my heart can't say
confess that you are wonderful I am nothing at all confess to thinking about you I guess I don't have cause
to confess what I am feeling believing, knowing thru and thru confess that I never knew any one till I confessed to you
I want to say more things but not rhyme so forgive me okay?
your eyes your smile your words never even spoken
your picture your hair your past, maybe broken or lost
what am I doing why am I writing what am I saying
this is crazy, I better stop now, but I love that title My Confessions, OMG that is so Beautiful, wow, sorry for lingering, wow, I am done now, ok, take care and God bless, your friend,
Roses are red Dominicanz are brown that is my race So don't put it down!!!
My Dominican pride I will not hide My Dominican Race I will not disgrace
My Dominican blood flows hot & true My Dominican peeps I will stand by you
thru thick and thin till the day we die our Dominican flag always stands high
I yell this poem louder than the rest everyone knows Dominicans are the Best
Dominican pride in my mind Dominican blood is my kind so step aside and let me thru cause its all about the Dominican Crew
life sucks and then you die but if your Dominican you die with good ass pride!!! Dominicano!!!!!!!!!! QuisQenya's finest!!!!Vilantes!!!!! Thanks for reading and if your not Dominican, too bad wawawawa your raza is probable cool too, take care and God bless, your friend, Biggs
Here is one of the first chants that I screamed when I was called out of the formation to do the motivating. Momma and Poppa were laying in bed Momma rolled over and this is what she said AHHH, give me some, PT Good for you Good for me
Your Momma is on bottom and your Pop's is on top Your sister's in the corner screaming, give it to her pop Telephone rings and its the commadant When pop picks up and this is what he said That your son is dead Shot in the head with a 45 right between the eyes He was a motivated killer Dedicated killer Marine Corps Killer!!! OOH RAH!!!!! Why did I get out of the Corps again? the world will never know, Thanks for reading and sharing my love for the United States Marine Corp, take care and God bless you all, your friend, Biggs
I understand that some people call Christmas the most wonderful time of the Year! I understand and appreciate this because I also believe that it is a great time of the year. Christmas is the beginning to the life of the greatest human to ever live and also the start to the greatest story ever told, the life of our lord and savior Jesus Christ. More money is spent during this time in gifts, parties, and holiday cheer than any other time of the year combined. However, the weather in most places is bad, this jollyness is also a great source of sadness for those who can't afford to celibrate the way they really want to or buy the gifts and things they need to. There is also more crime in this time of the year and its not certain that Christ was even born during this time of the year. But, Easter is the celebration of the death and resurrection of Christ. It is the ressurection and death that produce our greatest joy. We have the hope of eternal life and of entering heaven because of Easter! The weather is much much nicer, it is 10 times less Commercial(even though the easter bunny is pretty commercial) and there is the conclussion of the greatest story ever told. This is the most wonderful time of the year and I thank God for giving his life, so that I may have life. Happy Easter to all of you and I hope you all realize how great this time of year is. Take care and God bless, your friend, Biggs
Mar 15, 2008 7:29 pm Mood: contemplative, 346 Views
There are those people that believe that our lives are just a long line of random events that are completely out of control, and sheer caos, that some how manage to come together and become the events of our lives. They believe that when something seems miraculous or unimaginable but still true that it is pure Coincidence, nothing more. Then there is the set of beliefs that I follow.
I believe in fate. I believe that our lives have a pattern, that events happen for a reason and for a purpose. Maybe we don't see, know, or appreciate the purpose but our lives are calculated and meaningful. I think that we can alter different things in our lives by the actions we either take or do not take, but that that activity leads us to an ultimate fate that we can not alter. How about you? do you believe in fate, or dstiny, or is everything just random and meaningless? Thanks for reading and take care and God bless, your friend, Biggs
Her Name; Leah, the most beautiful name I had heard. I met some philippinas before but I didn't really met some, you know? Leah was the dream woman that I never dream of yet. I would do anything to see her and on almost a nightly basis, that is what I did.
. So Now I learned that I could see her on her day off, outside the bar, sometimes after she got a Marine to pay some money for her day off and ditched him so we could take a tour or something.
Her name? I didn't know yet. Her situation, didn't know that either. But I did know beauty and I have never seen, on tv, movies, posters, magazines, or in real life anyone so beautiful before but maybe since I have . 
"Walls, " I said, "I am going to the restroom, don't let her leave!!!" Walls responded, 
