Who am I
Jace
Nov. 2, 1982
I am a normal person. At least that is what I know about myself.
Interests:
Basketball:
Bowling: Billiards: Badminton: Soccer: Wall Climbing: Swimming: Cycling:
Martial Arts: Dancing: Sleeping: Hanging out with Friends: Drinking Beer with
Friends: Playing video games: Playing video games with Friends: Malling: Bar
Hopping: KTV : Surfing the Internet: Playing Around: Kidding Around: Deep
Thinking: Daydreaming:
PS
Friends: Amie
Bloggy
Friends Baknoy Other
Friends Aris
Anne Marii
Carmina
China
Claire
Gretch
Gwen
Kikokix
Vanny
Blaise
Chichi
Franz
Gail
Henz
Ian
Ives
Iya
Leigh
Meann
Plue
Storm
Trish
Yshie
Zhang
Denz
Mad
Nassy
Pat
Poch
Weej
Xndi
Messages
My past...
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
January 2007
April 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
June 2008
October 2008
November 2008
February 2009
June 2011
July 2011
August 2011
September 2011
October 2011
January 2012
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You wake up and you catch a glimpse of your phone lighting up and starting to sound its alarm. You angrily pick it up and turn it off before it gives off a shrill sound of warning. Temper builds up as you suddenly realize that you have to go to work and yet everybody is still asleep. Pressure rises as you try to get off from bed and your apathetic face turns to a look of angry despair and your short silent breaths start to grunt. But then, you are stopped by a familiar touch. A presence beside you stops the bottled up feelings of anger. The love of your life holds you close and you gives off a sigh ... and a sweet smile. Your heart raises but not of anxiousness but of rejoicing. Your spirit is calmed for you are beside the only important person in your existence. You give that person a slight hug and long passionate kiss and you forget your previous emotion as you cuddle a little… for a few minutes… for a few seconds even. God, you would wish time could stop and you’ld get caught up in this bliss. Unfortunately, it does not. You have a mission to do. It requires your survival. Life requires you to toil in order to put food on the table. It requires you to sacrifice in order to have one more day… and another… and yet another. Why did Adam and Eve have to take a bite off of that demonic apple. Why do we need to suffer labor? It’s so unfair… it’s so rudely unjust! You stand up and try your best to get ready for this day. You forcibly try to wash yourself and dress up with a heart filled with a short despair and a cry of hope that this day does not end miserably. The emotional twister continues… at a different place… in a different time… Life goes on.
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