tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184471952009-11-02T11:39:28.725+08:00daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.comBlogger347125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-15746551368223831972009-10-26T06:37:00.000+08:002009-11-02T11:39:28.790+08:00i havent been blogging lately... <div><br></div><div>as much as i would want to...</div><div><br></div><div>im just tooooo exhausted to open up a new entry...</div><div><br></div><div>id rather curl up and watch tv...</div><div><br></div><div>and eat...</div><div><br></div><div>damn, ive been eating like crazy almost every weekend...</div><div><br></div><div>this alarms me...</div><div><br></div><div>anyway, october has been a good vibe month for me...</div><div><br></div><div>i started work last oct 5... and strangely enough... the doubt has passed...</div><div><br></div><div>though theres a new issue...</div><div><br></div><div>im sure that after a couple of days (eep... weeks), everything will be ayt...</div><div><br></div><div>im slowly starting to like where im at... </div><div><br></div><div>i just hope that it doesnt go awry...</div><div><br></div><div>because for once, i like the people... i like the job... i even like my boss...</div><div><br></div><div>so im hoping that everything will turn out for the good... </div><div><br></div><div>besides having a new job...</div><div><br></div><div>october marks the 27th year of my life...</div><div><br></div><div>last october 24 me and a couple of friends celebrated my bday...</div><div><br></div><div>along with another friend whose bday was a week before...</div><div><br></div><div>we had brunch/carboloading at salcedo park...</div><div><br></div><div><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/815"><img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/eY4CgwV7gOznSwauMzN-zA/photos/1M/300x300/815/1.jpg?et=dH7Eii5%2BAf70FcEEGWG0kg&nmid=0"></a></span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/816"><img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/JRFAlIJeY8ZamLfCpwpfmQ/photos/1M/300x300/816/10525-1248991471481-1430292882-1555226-5407069-n.jpg?et=k9g5tkyUir%2CC8KX1T852XA&nmid=0"></a></span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/817"><img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/96mQbxysv1vaCtUYyz4Dzg/photos/1M/300x300/817/10525-1248991271476-1430292882-1555221-4594400-n.jpg?et=7puoGnJgyq2nw%2CCe8AVIlQ&nmid=0"></a></span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>the food was delicious... </div><div><br></div><div>being home made and everything, it was soooo delicious...</div><div><br></div><div>the only qualm about that place is that there are no 'good' seats...</div><div><br></div><div>literally... </div><div><br></div><div>despite warning that i should rest for the race the day after...</div><div><br></div><div>i still went ahead with my plan... and hmmm... did something..</div><div><br></div><div>totally not me...</div><div><br></div><div>lets just * wink * at this one... hehe</div><div><br></div><div>but im sure glad that i did...</div><div><br></div><div>and ill be doing it more often than not... * lol *</div><div><br></div><div>so come the 25th... race day...</div><div><br></div><div>this was my first 21k ever...</div><div><br></div><div>and im scared shitless...</div><div><br></div><div>good thing, i was able to relax the day before...</div><div><br></div><div>the call time was at 5am... slept at 12am up by 2am and race ready by 430am...</div><div><br></div><div>yeah, i was that excited... </div><div><br></div><div>race time... i started exactly at 530am...</div><div><br></div><div>there was a feeling of tension and fear...</div><div><br></div><div>the thought, what if i couldnt finish this race... </div><div><br></div><div>and i was scared to see that that happen...</div><div><br></div><div>i set my mind forward to 9am... thinking of what could happen after...</div><div><br></div><div>and it worked... </div><div><br></div><div>the route was familiar, with a few kilometers of new route...</div><div><br></div><div>but all in all i enjoyed it...</div><div><br></div><div>my goal was to finish it and not compete with everyone else... </div><div><br></div><div>each step i took was tiring...</div><div><br></div><div>but it was also fulfilling...</div><div><br></div><div>and the adrenalin just pumped me out more...</div><div><br></div><div>a good 2hrs and 12mins later... i was done...</div><div><br></div><div>i finished it...</div><div><br></div><div>the sweat and exhaustion was completely obliterated at the sight of the finish line...</div><div><br></div><div>i was proud of myself for finishing 21k...</div><div><br></div><div><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/808"><img border="0" class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/q0j6MCGKy1xrNCLFasABKA/photos/1M/300x300/808/9018-1248277053621-1430292882-1552412-5351076-n.jpg?et=D5gTQ0wwHf%2CSOeIgHxGBHg&nmid=0"></a></span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>after the run, i was fast forward thinking to nov 15's run - Timex...</div><div><br></div><div>definitely running 21k again...</div><div><br></div><div>=) *woot woot*<br></div><div><br></div><div>life couldnt be great right now...</div><div><br></div><div>well it could be greater... and id appreciate another push...</div><div><br></div><div>so far so good...</div><div><br></div><div>october 2009 has been the best so far...</div><div><br></div><div>and i wouldnt have it any other way else...</div><div><br></div><div>...</div><div><br></div><div>* cheers *</div><div><br></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-1574655136822383197?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-90611442144903985182009-10-10T07:24:00.000+08:002009-10-10T11:25:07.099+08:00<div>so its been a week since ive started in my new job...</div><div><br></div><div>frankly... </div><div><br></div><div>ive been having doubts...</div><div><br></div><div>stupid to have doubts about it when ive already signed the contract...</div><div><br></div><div>i dont know really...</div><div><br></div><div>theres a lot of mixed emotions in me...</div><div><br></div><div>at one side, im happy to be back in the 'work' force...</div><div><br></div><div>excited to learn new things...</div><div><br></div><div>excited for all the possibilities...</div><div><br></div><div>but then theres the other side...</div><div><br></div><div>i feel sad for putting my 'dreams' on the backseat again...</div><div><br></div><div>i feel sad for the possibility that never came to realization...</div><div><br></div><div>i feel sad for going against what ive been preaching for the past 7 mos...</div><div><br></div><div>hmmm...</div><div><br></div><div>maybe thats it...</div><div><br></div><div>its the real reason why theres so much conflict going on around me...</div><div><br></div><div>im disappointed for subjecting myself to something that i dont love...</div><div><br></div><div>im disappointed for putting my dreams aside because of the circumstance, bad timing and lack of resource...</div><div><br></div><div>im disappointed for allowing OTHER people to take control of my dreams leaving me powerless to steer my future...</div><div><br></div><div>dreams dont wait...</div><div><br></div><div>they run fleeting from dreamers...</div><div><br></div><div>its up to the dreamers to take hold of their destiny...</div><div><br></div><div>i BABBLE all about these stuff...</div><div><br></div><div>and yet i find myself 'stuck' in a position where i feel i shouldnt be...</div><div><br></div><div>i am a sell-out...</div><div><br></div><div>a turn-coat to my own principles...</div><div><br></div><div>---</div><div><br></div><div>so its been a week since ive started in my new job...</div><div><br></div><div>its also been more than week since ive been crying...</div><div><br></div><div>im crying because im back to being normal...</div><div><br></div><div>average...</div><div><br></div><div>i know im more than that...</div><div><br></div><div>i wont settle to be just average...</div><div><br></div><div>im here to do more...</div><div><br></div><div>im here to be someone...</div><div><br></div><div>---</div><div><br></div><div>if it will take me 10 or more jobs to get to that 'goal'...</div><div><br></div><div>if sacrifices are needed to reach that dream, then sacrifice i shall...</div><div><br></div><div>what i just worry is time...</div><div><br></div><div>a life-time is not enough to live life...</div><div><br></div><div>theres so much room for mistakes...</div><div><br></div><div>theres so much room to learn...</div><div><br></div><div>theres so much room for regrets...</div><div><br></div><div>theres so much room for everything...</div><div><br></div><div>---</div><div><br></div><div>i think ive made a big mistake...</div><div><br></div><div>and i think i have to correct this ASAP...</div><div><br></div><div>life wont wait for me...</div><div><br></div><div>i have to catch up...</div><div><br></div><div>i seriously have to...</div><div><br></div><div>* sigh *</div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-9061144214490398518?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-43761619644170900502009-10-04T17:40:00.000+08:002009-10-04T21:41:31.997+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">wandering thoughts... </span><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">- "Oo, mahal kita... as if you didnt know..."</span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">- some people fall in love, i had to crash into it... </span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">- coz im hopeful, yes i am, hopeful for today</span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">- 21 on 25 for 27</span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">- 05Oct09 officially ends my 7mos vacation, back to the workforce, im officially a corporate slut-hoe... * lol *... keeping the positive vibes...</span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif">* sigh *</font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif">these are the thoughts that fly above my head... </font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif">damn...</font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#555555" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre;"> </span></font></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-4376161964417090050?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-64596387495846076722009-09-30T21:47:00.000+08:002009-10-01T01:51:33.454+08:00i find it weird...<div><br></div><div>how people find me as a shoulder to cry on...</div><div><br></div><div>an ear to listen to...</div><div><br></div><div>a confidant of secrets...</div><div><br></div><div>when it counts the most, i can actually keep a secret you know...</div><div><br></div><div>but the thing is, i find it all weird...</div><div><br></div><div>especially when its all about 'love'...</div><div><br></div><div>advices i give are usually home runs...</div><div><br></div><div>and hit big with the one asking for it...</div><div><br></div><div>how ive come to this is really strange...</div><div><br></div><div>considering that im single and loveless...</div><div><br></div><div>hmmmm...</div><div><br></div><div>in a pathetic attempt to answer my own question...</div><div><br></div><div>i guess im feeding off the experiences of others...</div><div><br></div><div>im feeding off from everything ive come across...</div><div><br></div><div>* sigh *</div><div><br></div><div>i still find it weird...</div><div><br></div><div>* wonders *</div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-6459638749584607672?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-83500776713848564022009-09-29T21:54:00.000+08:002009-09-30T02:00:27.894+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;font-size: 12px;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><h1 style="font-family: Verdana;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);margin-top: 0px;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 0px;margin-left: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sa `yo</span></i></h1><h1 style="margin-top: 0px;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 0px;margin-left: 0px;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-weight: normal;font-family: Verdana;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">South Border </span></i></h1><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br>ilang ulit kong sasabihin<br><b>bigyan mo ng pansin ang puso ko</b><br>di mo ba 'to nakikita<br>masdan mo na,<b>nagmamakaawa</b><br><br>[Chorus:]<br><b>ikaw na nga ang hinahanap-hanap</b><br>lang ng puso't damdamin<br>kailan ka magiging akin<br><br>ilang ulit kong sasabihin<br><b>dinggin mo ang sigaw ng puso ko</b><br>kahit <b>konting pagmamahal</b><br>araw-araw kong ipinagdarasal<br><br>[Chorus:]<br><b>ikaw na nga ang hinahanap-hanap</b><br>lang ng puso't damdamin<br>kailan ka magiging akin<br><br>[Bridge:]<br>dapat ko bang isipin<br>na ika'y di magiging akin<br>paano na <b>ang puso ko<br>umiiyak para sa iyo<br></b><br>[Chorus:]<br><b>ikaw na nga ang hinahanap-hanap</b><br>lang ng puso't damdamin<br>kailan ka magiging akin</span></i></span> <div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><i><br></i></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">---</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">i said i stopped chasing dreams...</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">i guess there still a little bit of hope...</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">a few more bumps...</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">a few more bruises...</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">a little more bravery...</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">and ill soon tell you how ive been feeling for you </span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="Verdana"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px;-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">these past two years... </span></font></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-8350077671384856402?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-67070420199163908722009-09-18T20:00:00.000+08:002009-09-19T00:01:35.937+08:00so heres the truth...<br><br>about me and my behavior lately...<br><br>it bothers me that i sort of 'jump' from one seemingly anonymous<br>guy to another...<br><br>i dont sleep with them per se...<br><br>i aint promiscuous...<br><br>what gets me is that i seem to lose interest in guys i meet quickly...<br><br>i should have a 'shirt' that says short-attention-span...<br><br>for me, a guy should do alot to keep me interested...<br><br>that or the guy has to meet a certain standard to do so...<br><br>ok i guess i have to admit...<br><br>im high-maintenance...<br><br>id like to be treated well...<br><br>id like to be chased...<br><br>yeah im honest like shit...<br><br>so go figure...<br><br>when a guy doesnt do that much to keep me interested...<br><br>then i know that i dont fit their standard...<br><br>it goes both ways...<br><br>* sigh *<br><br>theres just one guy... <br><br>who im interested with...<br><br>without him doing anything...<br><br>all he needs is to be there...<br><br>to be ever present...<br><br>any guy has big big shoes to fill...<br><br>its hard to make me interested...<br><br>but i fall easy...<br><br>and when i fall, i fall hard...<br><br>...<br><br>guess what im trying to say is...<br><br>it takes alot to keep me interested...<br><br>and having high-standards doesnt really help the matter... <br><br>know this, that i fall easy and i fall hard... <br><br>* sigh *<br><br>brain fart... <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-6707042019916390872?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-6117125781277410522009-09-17T09:29:00.000+08:002009-09-17T13:36:30.066+08:00<span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/795"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/cGF73Hf4oNtHAIwMtfJjuw/photos/1M/300x300/795/soononline.jpg?et=yqy07qGFSpqohFxR9%2CwL%2CQ&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span>URBANITYph...<br><br>soon online...<br><br>mark your calendars...<br><br>09-30-09<br><br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-611712578127741052?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-24160416784819319462009-09-14T20:30:00.000+08:002009-09-15T00:39:44.211+08:00its weird how i find myself changing...<br><br>im not the MAN i used to know...<br><br>lately its as if Im turning into this guy that I totally hate...<br><br>contrary to what someone thinks of me...<br><br>i am not promiscuous...<br><br>i do not break hearts...<br><br>i make deep bonds...<br><br>i cant promise the sun and stars to the guys i meet...<br><br>what i can promise is that... <br><br>i will be worth everything...<br><br>despite my flaws and all...<br><br>daemon is changing...<br><br>daemon is changing to a better person...<br><br>---<br><br>* sings *<br><br>you aint seen the best of me yet...<br><br>give me time ill make you forget the rest... <br><br>* sings *<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-2416041678481931946?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-81467455833785775652009-09-13T08:49:00.000+08:002009-09-13T13:06:34.967+08:00the past few days have been strangely good...<br><br>my life is seemingly going to be more colorful from today...<br><br>---<br><br>my friday was totally amazing... <br><br>felt like i was on top of the world...<br><br>i hope everything works out...<br><br>my saturday was extremely amazing...<br><br>from a botched up interview that totally failed... <br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">do i have to reiterate that IM NOT FOR IT... * lols * </span><br style="font-style: italic;"><br>to a quick but powerful and effective 1 1/2 hour workout...<br><br>to intimate and fun-filled dinner with my barkada... <br><br>to which pics will be up very very very very soon... <br><br>getting wasted on my first time in bed malate after 3mos...<br><br>it wassssssssssss soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo fun...<br><br>not to mention the fact... <br><br>that...<br><br>i met someone...<br><br>we'll see where this one goes... =)<br><br>all in all....<br><br>this week was crazy amazing... <br><br>next weekend is marathon week...<br><br>have to start training for my new 15k route...<br><br>hell yeah!!!<br><br>=)<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-8146745583378577565?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-1885734601767138272009-09-07T08:02:00.000+08:002009-09-07T12:04:36.349+08:00i wonder why it is...<br><br>when i decide to move forward...<br><br>have a optimistic view about my situation...<br><br>heavy rain pours on it...<br><br>and it seems that the logical option from here...<br><br>is to move a couple of steps backward...<br><br>* sigh *<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-188573460176713827?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-57053136860530398652009-09-03T17:00:00.000+08:002009-09-03T21:02:42.116+08:00today is my new sat...<br><br>today, i didnt go to the gym...<br><br>i pigged out on mcdonalds and ate chips...<br><br>so... <br><br>today is officially my cheat day...<br><br>today is my new sat...<br><br>fuck it...<br><br>i now feel sooooo bloated... =(<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-5705313686053039865?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-91025274396690002042009-09-01T19:34:00.000+08:002009-09-01T23:41:30.296+08:00As another sets on...<br><br>I cant help but wonder...<br><br>When it will be my turn...<br><br>Ive had enough being the perennial best-friend...<br><br>The go-to-guy...<br><br>For once Id just like to be THAT guy to someone...<br><br>THAT guy who makes HIM smile...<br><br>THAT guy who completes HIM...<br><br>---<br><br>I know I should not declare this...<br><br>But I AM READY...<br><br>READY as Ive ever been...<br><br>Ive so much LOVE to give, and yet I have no HIM to share it with...<br><br>...<br><br>I want to be THAT GUY... <br><br>I want to be THAT GUY in YOUR LIFE...<br><br>Is all of these too much to ask?<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-9102527439669000204?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-51587363183611114252009-08-30T07:31:00.000+08:002009-08-30T11:36:50.845+08:00what if after you and a guy have had a connection...<br><br>and so much fun...<br><br>just to get this kind of message the evening after....<br><br>"honestly, that is the first and last time you would be seeing me<br>i know i shouldn't have meet with you in the first place cuz' im <br>gonna be flying to korea by tuesday to study medicine<br>just, treat me as a guy you had sex with<br>i never knew you'd be so attached, i had fun<br>i hope to see you again one day<br>im very sorry<br>sounds like a piece of crap, but i wont care if you do believe or not<br>goodluck ^_^, <br>this is my last message to ya"<br><br>---<br><br>my jaw dropped...<br><br>and a tear fell from my eye....<br><br>i had a feeling that it was too good to be true...<br><br>at the same time, i was angry...<br><br>for allowing myself to be vulnerable... <br><br>im always like this...<br><br>i dont know if i can trust people again... <br><br>i dont know if i can believe in hope again...<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-5158736318361111425?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-17458671676006817642009-08-30T03:20:00.000+08:002009-08-30T07:34:55.075+08:00<span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/768"><img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/z3XOZycS0zM29WPCB3uoBA/photos/1M/300x300/768/ppl.jpg?et=fqqXEVn%2CRWKzAhkk3TRdKQ&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span><br><div style="text-align: center;">people always leave...<br><br>somehow, this is applicable in my life...<br><br>i dont know whats wrong with me...<br><br>or if theres anything wrong with me...<br> </div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-1745867167600681764?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-30126238603591506742009-08-29T19:43:00.000+08:002009-08-29T23:46:22.229+08:00life is really playing with me... <br><br>great...<br><br>thanks...<br><br>today, a cruel trick has been played on me...<br><br>sobrang sakit...<br><br>its not with the person per se...<br><br>its more of how fate played a cruel joke on me...<br><br>great...<br><br>great talaga... <br><br>its another blow...<br><br>literally...<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-3012623860359150674?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-56327295376691497292009-08-28T06:13:00.000+08:002009-08-28T10:17:20.287+08:00<object width="480" height="295"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHvl73Vfamg&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHvl73Vfamg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></object>Minsan di ko maiwasang isipan ka<br> Lalo na sa t'wing nag iisa<br> Ano na kaya balita sayo<br> Naiisip mo rin kaya ako<br> <br> Simula nang ikaw ay mawala<br> Wala nang dahilan para lumuha<br> Damdamin pilit ko nang tinatago<br> Hinahanap ka parin ng aking puso<br> Parang kulang nga kapag ika'y wala<br> <br> (Chorus)<br> At ihiling sa mga bituin<br> Na minsan pa sana ako'y iyong mahalin<br> Ihiling kahit dumilim<br> Ang aking daan na tatahakin<br> Patungo... <br> <br> Ala ala mong tinangay na ng hangin<br> Sa langit ko na lamang ba yayakapin<br> Nasan kana kaya, aasa ba sa wala<br> <br> (Chorus)<br> At ihiling sa mga bituin<br> Na minsan pa sana ako'y iyong mahalin<br> Ihiling kahit dumilim<br> Ang aking daan na tatahakin<br> Patungo sa iyo, patungo sa iyo<br> <br> Bridge: (bridge ba tawag d2? hehe ewan)<br> Ipipikit ko ang aking mata dahil<br> Nais ka lamang mahagkan<br> Nais ko lamang masilalayan<br> Kahit alam kong tapos na<br> Kahit alam kong wala ka na... <br> <br> (Chorus)<br> At Hihiling sa mga bituin<br> Na minsan pa sana ako'y iyong mahalin<br> Hihiling kahit dumilim<br> Ang aking daan na tatahakin<br> Patungo sa iyo, patungo sa iyo<br><br>------------------------<br><br>contrary to what many believe...<br>im not obsessed with "HIM"...<br>if you know what LOVE is...<br>then you'd understand...<br><br>with "HIM" all logic is thrown away...<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-5632729537669149729?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-50348433861130103812009-08-27T19:02:00.000+08:002009-08-28T00:15:25.545+08:00ive been exceptionally happy for the past two days...<br><br>today its but at all different...<br><br>today, i went on a good 30 minute run around Makati...<br><br>getting back to the gym, and checking my phone... <br><br>0 messages received...<br><br>so i proceeded with my workout...<br><br>a good 30mins after, i checked my phone again...<br><br>still 0 messages received...<br><br>i must have probably done that repeatedly for the next 3 hours...<br><br>as i was fixing up...<br><br>my phone vibrated...<br><br>it was a message from my dad, looking for me...<br><br>"great", i sarcastically said... <br><br>got home, had dinner and fixed up...<br><br>still no messages...<br><br>even up to now, my phone remains lifeless...<br><br>---<br><br>if i would count the number of messages i get in a day...<br><br>i would roughly place it somewhere along the ff...<br><br>- 2 to 6 messages from globe<br>- 2 to 5 quotes from friends<br>- 2 messages from dad looking for me<br>- 10 to 20 messages from friends about casual conversation... <br><br>right now, this is where i count the most damage...<br><br>- 0 messages from possible dates...<br> - 0 messages from a non-existent boyfriend...<br>- 0 messages from people about inviting me out...<br><br>this post is so shallow...<br><br>but it points where my priorities are...<br><br>it points what im thinking about the most... <br><br>even with the multitude of REAL friends i have...<br><br>i feel sooooooooooooooooooooo lonely...<br><br>i feel sooooooooooooooooooooo forgotten...<br><br>i feel sooooooooooooooooooooo taken for granted...<br><br>its always been like that... <br><br>i just havent grown accustomed to it...<br><br>im waiting for numbness to set in...<br><br>---<br><br>it frightens me actually that i become jealous and angry about seeing/hearing <br>couples...<br><br>ive always been hopeful...<br><br>but lately...<br><br>i think life has forgotten me...<br><br>---<br><br>so this is what it feels like...<br><br>to be sooo alone...<br><br>helpless...<br><br>and forgotten...<br><br>---<br><br>good god, im such a schizo... <br><br>this is being bi-polar to you...<br><br>and i really really hate it...<br><br>=(<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-5034843386113010381?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-44815696276827060762009-08-27T09:15:00.000+08:002009-08-27T13:18:30.870+08:00it was unexpected...<br><br>but it was most welcome...<br><br>thats two nights in a row...<br><br>that youve made my day...<br><br>thank you so much... <br><br>this is the reason why u make<br><br>forgetting you so difficult...<br><br>i hate it...<br><br>and yet i love how you make me feel...<br><br><br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-4481569627682706076?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-54219622151095492882009-08-26T19:31:00.000+08:002009-08-26T23:35:28.978+08:00today i can say, ive rested on my passion... <br><br>and no amount of money can make me go back <br>to what i was doing before... <br><br>this is freedom baby... <br><br>tough love actually...<br><br>but freedom is way way sweet... <br><br>i am privileged to be one of the minority...<br><br>the few who have found their passion...<br><br>this is it...<br><br>now if only passion pays in cash...<br><br>life would be all great =)<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-5421962215109549288?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-72511330424671775782009-08-26T11:54:00.000+08:002009-08-26T15:57:39.392+08:00so today i had an interview...<br><br>for the position of java consultant for a small IT firm in ortigas...<br><br>guess what...<br><br>i purposely fucked it all up...<br><br>and i don't feel guilty about it...<br><br>in fact, i feel so empowered...<br><br>and free...<br><br>dude...<br><br>i tell you...<br><br>somethings definitely wrong with me...<br><br>* toinks *<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-7251133042467177578?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-2786457009400116122009-08-25T19:36:00.000+08:002009-08-25T23:39:58.047+08:00happiness comes in the most unexpected ways...<br><br>and i have to say, thanks for making me happy today...<br><br>that hour and a half spent was well more than a day for me...<br><br>i wished that it wouldnt end...<br><br>but all the same, thank you...<br><br>also, that email was the perfect icing on the cake...<br><br>its slowly paying off...<br><br>thats one door open... <br><br>keep the blessings pouring in... <br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-278645700940011612?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-2121657976741170992009-08-22T21:32:00.000+08:002009-08-23T01:51:31.991+08:00i know tonight should not bother me...<br><br>but it does...<br><br>there is a pinch in my heart...<br><br>envy flows once again through my veins...<br><br>when will i feel that tight hug...<br><br>that sweet sincere kiss...<br><br>i am not in love with the idea of love...<br><br>i may appear like it...<br><br>i dont know really...<br><br>i just want someone to want me...<br><br>someone who i find matches me in all possible ways...<br><br>tonight bothers me because out of everyone i know...<br><br>i remain single and dateless...<br><br>yes it bothers me to be alone...<br><br>to feel sooo unwanted...<br><br>despite having loads and loads of real friends...<br><br>there is that feeling of being alone... <br><br>tonight should not bother me at all...<br><br>but it does... <br><br>it really really does...<br><br>* sniff *<br><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-212165797674117099?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-77316517284616003402009-08-19T18:01:00.000+08:002009-08-19T22:07:01.947+08:00<span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/764"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/eDK-3Y3+h8FfR-svMkmdfw/photos/1M/300x300/764/Urban-BBoy-v2-Submission-Image.jpg?et=F2IdvCHLQLe4%2C5Si8ddbQg&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>Hey guys, my second entry is now up for votation<br>on DesignByHumans/DBH (www.designbyhumans.com)...<br><br>Id appreciate it much if you guys could join DBH and <br>click my link below to vote for my design...<br><br><a href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/vote/detail/61705">http://www.designbyhumans.com/vote/detail/61705</a><br><br>thanks =) <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-7731651728461600340?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-76311561452678036842009-08-18T18:29:00.000+08:002009-08-18T22:32:36.893+08:00Urban B-Boy (DBH Entry # 01)<br><br><span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/763"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/ix4VOMc0lVfXnCqrqhxP7A/photos/1M/300x300/763/Urban-BBoy-Submission-Image.jpg?et=RcVLfsjHEB0N9IohE4nRpQ&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>Hey guys, I just entered my first <br>shirt design on DesignByHumans<br>/DBH (www.designbyhumans.com)...<br><br>Id appreciate it much if you guys could join DBH and <br>click my link below to vote for my design...<br><a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/vote/detail/61570">http://www.designbyhumans.com/vote/detail/61570</a><br><br>thanks =)<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-7631156145267803684?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18447195.post-90491063537884803022009-08-18T06:28:00.000+08:002009-08-18T10:32:42.197+08:00<span class="insertedphoto"><a href="http://daemoneyes.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/762"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.daemoneyes.multiply.com/image/ZuyVc107N9inqyGhwA1-yA/photos/1M/300x300/762/race-results.jpg?et=e7wDrDYwYmr%2BjVbhzd7yXw&nmid=0" border="0"></a></span>its official...<br><br>i logged in 15k for less than 01:32:00...<br><br>hell yeah...<br><br>holla!<br><br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18447195-9049106353788480302?l=daemononline.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>daemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15653425790123723826noreply@blogger.com0