hey

Thinking back, on how i used to date someone, or even spend time with her. It makes me miss the feeling of being taken care of and even the feeling of taking care of someone.

And no, i'm not thinking any of my ex's.

You don't have to be in an intimate relationship for someone to take care of you or to even show affection.

Simple minded fools.

I have people who i love or to whom i feel closest with. Not just because they stayed the longest. Well.. This is what I think. It is important to me how these people know how they changed my life. Not totally.. But gave me the sense of being. On how i should act accordingly. How right i should be, how sometimes, being wrong would actually help.

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I've been in L.A. for the past 40 days or so and I keep on thinking about the people who made a difference in my life. No matter how short the time i've spent with someone or how long, what matters, in even the shortest time i have been with someone, at least i had the most fun rather than hanging out with another and spend wasted time.

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There are some who share their stories and every time, i listen and every time, i give advices. The kind that is so straight to the point, you're actually hurting someone. I tried shutting my mouth, keeping my thoughts to myself and just snickering about untill i sigh and say that "that was really stupid".

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I miss home.
I miss my friends.
I miss my cat.
I miss my family.
I miss my room.
I miss riding the jeepney knowing you'll smell bad afterwards from the pollution.
I miss riding the tricycle.
I miss my sister's dog.
I miss my brother's dogs.
I miss seeing a flood.
I miss sitting on the couch, watching the television untill i fall asleep.
I miss the walk from shell to my home.
I miss laughing away from the stupidity of my friends.
I miss going to church alone every sunday.

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Lately i've just been working out. I'm trying to slim down a notch. I went back to my old self. I need to stress myself again.
I'm currently attending kick-boxing classes every Tuesdays and Thursdays.. I do training alone every saturdays. I summarize what i've learned on the last two sessions.
Everytime i finish a session, i feel like hurting the person next to me and the person who's always next to me is the instructor so let's forget about that. He can kill me with a single kick.

So.. My body is in constant pain.
Oh yeah.. I need to fix my flexibility.

hate this

I hate being left all alone.
I usually go out at night and go on with my worry-free life.
If not, I talk to people through phone or text messaging.

The keyword here is "usually".

Now i can't even talk to people who mean so much to me.

Well.. I do, but not that much anymore.
You know when you can actually talk to them any time of the day and still miss them?

This time, it's really different. Yeah, you could talk to them, or leave them a message, but it's only up to "that" point. You can never meet them personally, spend time with or whatever.. I want to call them but it'll cost me so much and i'm trying to save money for myself and for them too..

I hate being left alone..

My brain keeps on thinking alot so fast, time keeps getting slow.

only you

Every time i hear you voice,

I see your face,

I see comments from you,

I hear you from other people,

even just the thought of you,

makes me feel a sensation of pure annoyance. I can't deal with you. You're despicable. I can't take it. You make people see what you want them to believe, you don't let them know or even let them take a slight look of the real you.

You're fake.You're trash.

Couldn't care less what you think about me. I saw the real you and for so long, i held on to that, knowing it's going to take me nowhere. I've outgrown you.

If i have known the real you way back, i wouldn't even take a second glance at you. But hell. We all make mistakes.

You we're mine.

Earlier, I was sitting outside, thinking about everything again with a cup of coffee on my right.

Reminiscing.

Whenever I think about of what's back home, this someone just pops in my mind.

It's kinda useless thinking about it more thoroughly.

But it really does make me miss home alot more.

I've been here for the longest two weeks of my life.
Always busy, in which, i don't have any complaints about.

I'm somewhat the assistant care taker of my grandad.
Employee of my Aunt.
Assistant of a super-cute-angel-looking Vietnamese woman.
Slave to a pregnant Hungarian.
Kuya to all the present cousins here.

Well.. It's not that i work everyday of the week.
I work when i'm needed.
When they do, i work for the all at the same day, the whole day.

I try to sleep at around 2 to 3-ish in the morning here and wake up at about 6 to 7 something just to check if there's someone worth talking to.

After that, i go to my grandad's home to tend to his needs, and when there's a break, i exercise.
Sometimes, my Aunt would just fetch me so that i could work again because i'm needed for something that they can do all along.

But that's okay. I get to see the beautiful Vietnamese butterfly! HAHAHA!

Stuff.. Then chores and chores untill it becomes a routine.
I got tired of typing.

not real

Had the weirdest dream.

Dreamt about me, taking a cab to LAX, ready to go back home in the Philippines.

In the plane using my cellular phone, calling someone.

(I know i can't use cellular phones inside the plane but it was a dream so shut up! Hehe! Also, i can't remember who i was calling)

Then i got to PAL, took a cab home, paid the driver about $10 for the whole trip, helped me with my luggage.

The house looked totally the same as how i left it. In repair.

Nobody was there but my cat. Well... Nobody knew that i was coming back home.

I contacted somebody to meet somebody, which i can't remember again. My dream was weird! Use your imagination!

Then the scene changes immediately.




i was with my ex...




Kneeling down in front of her. She was standing. Everything around us was black. Only my ex and I can be seen...

Then i woke up, like i was gasping for air. Don't know why.. (what the hell?)

For a moment, i actually thought i was back home in the Philippines..
Then it hit me. I was in the living room, sleeping at my aunt's house.

I looked at my aunt. She was staring at me.

Aunt: You we're talking while you were asleep.

Dan: (yawning) Really? Hmmmph.. (sunk my face on my pillow)

Aunt: Had a nightmare?

Dan: (looked back at her, thinking) Hmmm.. Maybe.. I guess so.

Aunt: What was it about? Was it scary?

Dan: Dunno, I saw my ex.

Aunt: Oooooh! It was scary!

Dan: HAH! Not really.

Aunt: Maybe she thought of you. Or maybe you we're really having a nightmare. (laughs)

/me went back to sleep (grinn)

That was it..




Funny..

i miss you..

Last night happened, read now.

Got at Ryan's place, ate some food, got drunk.

Ryan: Humabol ka Dan!

Dan: Ako nanaman?!? Dinadaya nyo na ako eeeeh!

Cap: Hmmmpphh... (Sleeping)

Moe, who just woke up: Hey.

Patch wasn't there.

Joyce, who didn't grunt the whole night. Congratulations!

Anne: Dan Humabol ka! Shot mo na! Ang bilis kaya!!! Sayo lahat yan! Dyan ka nalang sa labas! Iwan mo kami dito! Shumat ka na! Ba't ka ganyan?!? Inomin mo na yan! Oh! Humihinto pa! Straight na! Ano ba yaaaan?!?

(takes the phone from me)

Ano ba yan Joyce! Si Dan nasa labas nalang! Ang bagal pa shumat! TAGAY NA DAN! DAN!!!

and that happened thrice. Anne the rant Queen. I've never met anyone whom i have a hard time saying no or even disagreeing.

Dan: Shot ko nanaman? Anak ng?!? Di nga? Ano ba yan! Waaa! Ang bilis naman nyan!

Anne: Tatlo lang kaya kami umiinom dun! mabilis talaga ang ikot! Bilisan mo na kasi at inumin mo na yan! Last na yan eh!

binuhos lang yung alak sa akin. Hindi ako makatanggi, makapag hinde. Kahit ano. Ahehe! Tapos nung pagkabalik ko na sa table, may isa pang bote. Loko ka Anne, ako'y maghihiganti..

Dan: Hmmmpphh... (Sleeping)

>.<

my tag-board never looked so clean.

sun

I'll be using my sun number again. Just contact me through 09223025421. Give me a message whenever you guys would want to hang out.

huhu!

weebee

Yale! Welcome back..
Oo, alam ko late. Pero okay narin to.

>.<

Here at Aldrich's place. He invited me here to drink again. To think that i have to go to abs-cbn tomorrow morning. Good luck to me. I know i won't screw it all up. I need the job, to get the much needed salary..

Geez.. Money..

For the record, I don't like money but it really is something people need to get around..
"pangangailangan" kumbaga.

So anyhow, we're just waiting for Joma to come and we're on our way to buy some drinks.

Lasinggero na ako na hindi nalalasing kagad pag umiinom. Gusto kong mabasag naman minsan. Like the time I fell asleep just along maginhawa because waiting for the cab to come took too long.. Cap was sleeping on the garden and Ryan didn't had the conciousness to go back to Cap's place to help me fix things.

Going back (Ryan's line), about the drinking thingy, I think we're having beers tonight. And pizza. Mmmm...

I won't get drunk, I won't drink too much and control myself.

And i've got nothing else to say..

oooh! ooooh!

/me taps Elise, Loraine, Chessie, Fred, and Heather

Dan: Baraha!! Poker!!! Waaaaaaa!
(so many colors! so gay-ish!)

Sabado Nights

Got at Ryan's place, ate some food, got drunk.

Ryan: Pakyu ka Dan!

Dan: Pakyu ka Ryan!

Cap: Hmmmpphh... (Sleeping)

Moe while doing a thumbs up: hatid ko lang. (Smirk)

Patch: Uwi na ako.

/Joyce grunts

Anne: Hmmmmpphh... (Sleeping)

puta ng...

TANGNA!

san kayo nakakita ng toilet, let me repeat, TOILET na may data cable?

HA? HA?

POTA! IBANG KLASE!!

gusto nyo fustahan pa eeeeeeeeeh! 10 million!
punta kayo dito sa bahay ni Jose Manuel Dela Fuente Almario!
haba eh no?

shet!



taenang shet.. i apologize.. i'm hammered.. And still i can blog. Bwaahahahahahahahahaha!
that's what you call a level 10 drunkard control. it's at its max level.

orc peon

i have a job. i'll be starting to work next week, monday.

orc peon: work! work!

k610i

i miss the way it hangs around my neck.

the way i look at the pictures in it.

the nights when i read what's in the inbox.

how i replied to the people who sent me messages.

the times that i would look at the videos just to get a laugh or even a smile.

the color and the attractiveness of it. (like the owner)









*sigh







i didn't even get to try the video calling part..

i had the chance of surfing the net with it though..

shit...










nagugutom ako...

>.<

well... i drank with friends last sunday. it was billy's despedida.. that's it. no use talking about it.

sausage party

and now i'm here at aldrich's place. i just woke up. i didn't get to sleep that much because bren keeps on hugging me.

gay bastard.

Aldrich's text message

Marlboro Red = 30 Pesos

SanMig Light = 28 Pesos

Pork Sisig = 150 Pesos

Crispy Kropek = 80 Pesos






Damputing ng pulis tuwing liquor bann...






priceless...

There are things money can't buy.. For everything else, there's master card.

OLRAYT!

lunch time

Dear, thank you for having lunch with me.

THE BIRTHDAY

we, aldrich, pee-a, cap, marc, jom, jules, kc, and i, just got picked up by the police. it wasn't our fault! but we enjoyed the time in the precinct.

/we didn't know there was a liquor ban

it was supposed to be at 2 a.m. in the morning. we didn't know it was at 12 a.m because of the elections.
GAAAD-DAMNIT!

so there we was, picked up by the cops. and to tell you the truth, it was a really, really fun(?) adventure.

Aldrich: GADDAMIT! Memorable punyeta!

Pee-a: ROCK!

KC: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

and as i would say;

"PUTANG INA! HINDI NA AKO SASAMA SA BIRTHDAY NI KC!"

so that's what happened... shit.

plus a ton of laughs

i am so not!

i am not a PEDOPHILE! IT'S NOT MY FAULT THEY APPROACH ME! AHAHAHA! kids nowadays.. gusto nila masaktan no? sa akin pa? ahahaha! i'll run them down.

the yesterday

Went out yesterday. Watched a movie in Eastwood. Spider-man 3. Ate at Fazzolis, walked around the palace. Accidentally stepped on a puddle, got my feet wet, went to Tomato Kick to have dinner, drank some beers, ate alot, always felt hungry, answered some questions, asked some questions then went home after greeting someone a happy birthday.

oh yeah, the whole day i was almost laughing alot..

Thanks Boink. I had a really good time.

/me hugs you tight

just finished drinking and still i can't sleep.. Dear, i'm sorry... my insomnia is getting the best of me again..

/me missing you

*kilig

Went out to meet Heather, talked a bunch about what happened to her and the sh*t that she went through. We had a few laughs but after i told her about what happened to me last month and beyond, SHE WAS REALLY LAUGHING! With that look and your line;

Heather: Dan! seventeen years old?!? My gaaad! Hindi pa legal!

Dan: Hey you! Shattaaaaap!

Ahahaha! Golly gee! And at that time, sinisira ko na lungs ko. Ilan ulit yun? I wasn't counting. Then we walked back and she rode a tricycle. Haha. Don't forget what i told you. Have fun muna.

"Someday, somebody would come into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else."

Diba Heather? Have fun with an evil grinn.

haha!

Oh for the record, i haven't seen you so "kilig"! Ahahahaha! Sneakers! next time we'll meet up with the gang, wear sneakers.

hurrah!

i just inserted a tag board! again! just changed the colour and transferred. thank you, thank you. now you guys could leave a comment or a message on the tag board! wohooo!

ping!

regarding about the tagboard, just put comments. it'll save me the trouble. thanks. it's 6 in the morning and i stil haven't had my sleep.. and i don't know where to put my links. i still have to read the templates on this one. bageebers.

noobie

testing this piece of shit blog.

i made this new one for the reason that i forgot what i took out from the last one and i can't type it back.

hey boink.