September 30, 2008
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jeo wrote this at 2:51 pm • Filed under Whydya Hadda Postdat, The Days of Thy Life •
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so there. fuck. my mares regulator is officially gone. due to some friggin miscommunication with my instructor and dive master friends, we friggin left it at boardwalk dive center in subic. the owner said nobody declared any lost and found shit. yea most of it was my fault, i should have taken care of my own gear more. after all, its my responsibilty. but damn i miss the days when you can forget your shit at any dive resort and nobody wouldnt have any interest to stash it and shit. and now i have to deal with it, alone. damnit. i aint diving at boardwalk dive center again. then again, who cares.
August 26, 2008
she was inside the fitting room trying out them hot hurleys. i was checking out them zy tees and shoes. she told me i should just get a new hoodie.
minutes passed.
we left the shop with her hurleys and my zy. 
August 8, 2008
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jeo wrote this at 5:15 pm • Filed under Whydya Hadda Postdat, The Days of Thy Life •
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last night was our final exams for the Nitrox Course… got them enumerations, true-or-false and what-shit-how questions right but i didnt review the table shit. so there, all my computations were messed up like my toxic-waste-dumpsite room. and now i friggin have to retake the friggin shit. i know, too many crap words in one shitty post.
May 22, 2008
hey man, its been a while…
i cant even recall when exactly was
the last time i was here.
how are you?
now aint that a stupid question to ask you?
hehe i know youre good.
me? i know you know everything thats
been happening.
all the good stuff. and all the rotten too.
i know youve been watching.
see i might have lost alotta faith in
these guys who say they know you better
and this and that.
but you know i still believe in you.
in my own way, at least.
so hows your mum?
mine was a lil’ ill the last time i came to
see her. watch over her, okay?
she’s been good to you. you know that.
my pop’s a lil’ grumpy these days but
i know you got his back.
and yea, big thanks for tonight…
it was great to see them all again.
btw, you know im just kidding when
i make fun of your various names
when me and the boys are hangin out
by the pool.
we’re still good right?
gotta go man, will try ta drop by
again sometimes…
[11:35pm wednesday. baclaran church]
May 15, 2008
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jeo wrote this at 2:59 pm • Filed under Whydya Hadda Postdat, The Days of Thy Life •
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today, time of log in: 12:17pm… darn it!
since this year started, i’ve proved to myself that i got tons of discipline inside this deteriorating 80’s human body. i’ve stopped smoking for many months now. stopped drinking alcohol for weeks now. stopped being a jerk to the people around me. stopped eating like a t-rex and lost a few pounds… just a few of what ive been positively altering in my daily biz.
like how my local boss have put it, my tardiness has gone from bad to worse. i’ve been going to work sooo late for weeks now. i wake up early every goddamn morning but still my ass ends up logging in really late. i’m not even sure anymore if i’m just subconsciously sabotaging myself to get fired and be forced to move somewhere else and get a fresh start at things… at everything. a friend said it could be midlife crisis… darn.
the chinese says a crisis has two sides; danger and opportunity. i could be getting both…
March 26, 2008
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jeo wrote this at 5:12 pm • Filed under Whydya Hadda Postdat, Breakaway Neurons •
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DISCLAIMER | CAUTION: Ideas may appear closer to home than they actually are. Not everything is about me and/or the people i know. it doesnt matter if you can or cant relate. and yea, this disclaimer almost dont mean shit hehe.
The Betterman Irony
Julius and Athena are together.
Plato tried to court Athena.
Athena rejects Plato and stays with Julius.
Athena gets angry with Julius.
The two eventually separates.
Athena and Plato meets again.
Athena takes Plato this time.
The Mother-Love-Bone Theory
Women have an inborn motherly instinct, that one of their purpose in life is to take care of lost or problematic souls. to make their life better. 8 out 10 men know this and use this theory to get into women’s hearts and/or pants. and most of the time it works. some of the standard lines are “help me im so lost and frustrated”, “im so glad you are here and we can relate to each other” and “you are the only one that can save me”. hehehe.
The Hear-Say Irony
He told her about the 6th floor story.
But she didn’t told him about the 15th floor irony.
The Turned-Out Irony
Julius and Athena are together.
Plato tries to court Athena.
Athena ignores Plato and stays with Julius.
The two eventualy separates.
Julius meets Magdalene and liked her.
Julius learns Magdalene had something with Plato.
Julius gets turned off.
Plato learns Julius and Athena broke up.
Athena and Plato meets again.
Athena takes Plato this time.
Julius and Magdalene stays as friends.
The First-Blood Theory
Most things that started the wrong way will end the hard way. But some do get away with it. Then again, like the saying what goes around comes around, that wrong start can and will happen to you too eventually, and you will have your own hard end.
The Selfserving Irony
Aaron tells Jake that he cares for Naomi as a friend and that she deserves to be happy.
Aaron implies that they both should let Naomi have a peaceful life with Donovan.
Jake feels the same and agrees.
But Aaron wont accept reality in secret and falls into an strategically announced self-destruction.
Naomi gets trapped and continues to be with Aaron and Donovan.
Jake smiles and wish all of them luck.
The You-Dont-Know-Shit Theory
Sometimes, we find ourselves frustrated and furious over other people. The nosey ones. We think they should just mind their own goddamn warehouses. The unneeded critiques. The unnecessary criticisms. Some people can handle this, some cant. And those that cant are affected because of two reasons, its either because they care too much on what others are saying or because what they are saying are mostly true.
February 22, 2008
i think this one was made for me 
i hope stoked inc got this one in stock already, bday gift sa sarili hehe. ape.
February 14, 2008
since i sat down on one of the then
only few stations of this
company, sweaty 8th floor antel makati…
since that early morning monday and
i was sitting in front of 711 valero
and a feline passed by…
since i still got them dweeby
looking bangs haha. and everybody
were a lot thinner back that time…
since the planet was spinning a lot
slower than it does today
and the planet sings…
the planet sings…
“it’s been exactly three fucking years, sunny…
but yer still breathin so i guess its just dandy.”
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jeo wrote this at 5:19 pm • Filed under Whydya Hadda Postdat, Breakaway Neurons •
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“…it was kinda weird and funny how some of the people i came across with and noticed what i was carrying would smile, idunno what they were thinking, but i smiled back to everyone of ‘em, it felt automatic. this would only be the second time i did such thing, and it feels strangely good and the fact that the end-result don’t really matter just makes it even better…”
February 11, 2008
***spend hours of the friday evening with the boys looking for some brand new poker chips while constantly harassing people at greenhills with impromptu street dances and anger bursts.
***order up and get them bellies aching in one of them chinese restos in the area, food is considered war.
***dodge the friday traffic while breathing second-hand farts in the car and listening to gangsta rap, trash metal and elvis presley.
***buy 3 generoso and 4 lipton redtea litros. and sacks of eaji and lala. and a rimworth of golds, reds and greens.
***play poker. one wins almost 5 grand. the rest of the boys loses but gets a free quarter pounder each at 3 in the morning.
***get dropped off at makati by bino at around 5am, since an old friend is just around the area, text her for a couple of cigs. excited stories of how john beat us all at poker and how someone’s fart was literally set aflame.
***the early morning chill comforting, decide to walk to salcedo park for its saturday market. waited for the market to open. early morning talks over coffee.
***scout the market for whatever i can bring home to my mum and dad in batangas. found tinapang bangus, peeled fresh lanka and fresh assorted bagels. breakfast, hot off the grill tuna belly and huge tilapia. thanks sa thin bread
***board a bus to lipa at around 10:30 in the morning, robinson’s lipa at 12 and grab 3k worth of groceries for my mum.
***magmano ke’ tatay at naynay. small talks with pops over the thin breads. at around 3pm, bawi ng tulog.
***sunday. after 18 hours straight of sleep, get up and fix some coffee and smother a bagel with lotsa cream cheese and finish the current book.
***more cream cheese and more bagels… 
