<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707</id><updated>2011-11-15T03:41:07.458+08:00</updated><category term='electro'/><category term='podcast'/><category term='live'/><category term='progressive'/><category term='events'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='updates'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='green'/><category term='sex'/><category term='american idol 8'/><category term='compilation'/><category term='G'/><category term='hook-ups'/><category term='mix'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='writings'/><category term='emo'/><category term='dating'/><category term='dance'/><category term='work'/><category term='rant'/><category term='trance'/><category term='friends'/><category term='good vibrations'/><category term='pics'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='me'/><category term='mrDJ'/><category term='reality'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='club'/><category term='rants'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='single'/><category term='television'/><category term='life'/><category term='tags'/><category term='djdiaz'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='dates'/><category term='flirting'/><category term='house'/><category term='two'/><category term='mp3'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='tribal'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Jeepney Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>Isa na lang, lilipad na!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>656</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-274183279361493055</id><published>2011-07-03T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:26:35.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJD 406 - Kylie</title><content type='html'>Tribute party mix to the one and only mighty Aphrodite, Kylie Minogue.&lt;br /&gt;So who's coming to her concert here in Manila? Got some spare tickets? Harhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJD 406 - Kylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Can't Get Y0u 0ut 0f My Head&lt;br /&gt;02 Sl0w&lt;br /&gt;03 L0ve At First Sight&lt;br /&gt;04 The 0ne&lt;br /&gt;05 W0w&lt;br /&gt;06 In My Arms&lt;br /&gt;07 Cupid Boy&lt;br /&gt;08 Aprhodite&lt;br /&gt;09 All The L0vers&lt;br /&gt;10 Better Than T0day&lt;br /&gt;11 Put Your Hands Up&lt;br /&gt;12 Get 0utta My Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?w5dh158lxey26ri"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?w5dh158lxey26ri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of my 2011 party mixes here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2pzp3s0119tgx"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?2pzp3s0119tgx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:david.john.diaz@gmail.com"&gt;david.john.diaz@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mrdeej"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/mrdeej&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the music...pass this podcast onto your friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;DJDiaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-274183279361493055?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/274183279361493055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=274183279361493055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/274183279361493055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/274183279361493055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/07/djd-406-kylie.html' title='DJD 406 - Kylie'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7380432844707525190</id><published>2011-07-03T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:38:51.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJD 405 - Pink</title><content type='html'>DJD 405 - P!NK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Fuck!n' Perfect (Funked extended M!x)/ P!nk&lt;br /&gt;02 Put Y0ur H@nds Up (B!mb0 J0nes Club M!x)/ Kyl!e M!n0gue&lt;br /&gt;03 the edge 0f Gl0ry (C@h!ll Club M!x)/ L@dy G@G@&lt;br /&gt;04 B@rbr@ Stre!s@nd Str!kes @ P0se (R0b!n Sk0uter!s M!x)/ M@d0nn@ vs Duck S@uce&lt;br /&gt;05 G!ve Me everyth!ng (B@ss@n0v@ &amp;amp; M0r@dz0 B00tleg)/ P!tbull fe@t Ne-Y0, @fr0j@ck&lt;br /&gt;06 B0unce (extended M!x)/ C@lv!n H@rr!s fe@t Kel!s&lt;br /&gt;07 H!gher (R!eter B00tleg)/ t@!0 Cruz fe@t Kyl!e M!n0gue&lt;br /&gt;08 Jud@s (R0ger Sl@t0 Reth!nk)/ Lady &lt;a href="mailto:GaG@09"&gt;GaGa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 Set F!re t0 the R@!n (th0m@s G0ld Rem!x)/ Adele&lt;br /&gt;10 Run the W0rld (G!rls) (Chr!s L@ke Club M!x)/ Bey0nce&lt;br /&gt;11 t!ll the W0rld ends (R@f@ C@rne!r0 M@shup 2011)/ Br!tney Spe@rs&lt;br /&gt;12 0nly g!rl (H@rdwell ed!t) (D@n! M@s! rew0rk)/ R!h@nn@ vs. @fr0j@ck &amp;amp; B0bby Burns&lt;br /&gt;13 Be@ut!ful Pe0ple (S!lv!0 Luz B00tleg)/ Chr!s Br0wn fe@t Benny Ben@ss!&lt;br /&gt;14 !'m @lr!ght (Chuck!e Rem!x)/ Je@n R0ch fe@t Fl0 R!d@ &amp;amp; K@t Delun@&lt;br /&gt;15 P@rty R0ck @nthem (R0cwell S &amp;amp; V0lk@n S@k! Rem!x)/ LMF@0&lt;br /&gt;16 Where Dem G!rls At (N!cky R0mer0 Rem!x)/ D@v!d Guett@ feat Fl0 R!da &amp;amp; Nicki &lt;a href="mailto:Min@j"&gt;Min@j&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 H@pp!ness (DJ eB B00tleg) (DJD!@z rew0rk)/ @lex!s J0rd@n&lt;br /&gt;18 B!g F@t B@ss (Funk D B00tleg)/ Br!tney Spe@rs&lt;br /&gt;19 Well, Well, Well (@rt!st!c R@w B00tleg)/ Duffy&lt;br /&gt;20 tG!F (L@!db@ck Luke B00tleg)/ K@ty Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?pav9sukharv7paa"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?pav9sukharv7paa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of my 2011 party mixes here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2pzp3s0119tgx"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?2pzp3s0119tgx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:david.john.diaz@gmail.com"&gt;david.john.diaz@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mrdeej"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/mrdeej&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the music...pass this podcast onto your friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;DJDiaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7380432844707525190?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7380432844707525190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7380432844707525190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7380432844707525190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7380432844707525190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/07/djd-405-pink.html' title='DJD 405 - Pink'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3575602021044589729</id><published>2011-02-07T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T06:14:22.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJD 401 - SPANK</title><content type='html'>SPANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Dr0p !t L!k3 !t's Sp0ck (D3m!an Ng0 B00tl3g)/ Sn00p D0gg f3at Pharr3ll&lt;br /&gt;02 Just Th3 Way Y0u Ar3 (H0ward D R3m!x)/ Brun0 Mars&lt;br /&gt;03 Kush (As!n0 d! M3d!c0 B00tl3g)/ Dr. Dr3 f3at Sn00p D0gg&lt;br /&gt;04 R0ck3t33r (DJ Ku3 R3m!x)/ Far 3ast M0v3m3nt&lt;br /&gt;05 Sky !s Th3 L!m!t (W!d3b0ys Club M!x)/ Jas0n D3rul0&lt;br /&gt;06 Stay (N!ck Math0n B00tl3g)/ Dav!d Gu3tta&lt;br /&gt;07 Wh0 Dat G!rl (Hardw3ll Club M!x)/ Fl0-R!da f3at Ak0n&lt;br /&gt;08 D!rty P!ctyr3 (DJ R3g!s DDB R3m!x)/ Ta!0 Cruz f3at K3$ha&lt;br /&gt;09 P3ac0ck (R3ynald0 Klawa Club M!x)/ Katy P3rry&lt;br /&gt;10 S&amp;amp;M (S!dn3y Sams0n Club M!x)/ R!hanna&lt;br /&gt;11 D0 !t 0n MY 0wn (Club M!x)/ Ramady f3at Cra!g Dav!d&lt;br /&gt;12 T!m3 B0mb (B00 R3m!x)/ La!dback Luk3 f3at J0nathan M3nd3ls0hn&lt;br /&gt;13 W3 R Wh0 W3 R (D3an C0h3n B00tl3g)/ K3$ha&lt;br /&gt;14 Y3ah (Funk D B00tl3g)/ Ush3r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ak8zna4x0s23t9u"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ak8zna4x0s23t9u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email me at david.john.diaz@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the music...pass this podcast onto your friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;DJDiaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3575602021044589729?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3575602021044589729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3575602021044589729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3575602021044589729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3575602021044589729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2011/02/djd-401-spank.html' title='DJD 401 - SPANK'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-8086710976173895804</id><published>2010-11-27T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:16:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJD 314 - GSpot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TPDZsw9-TqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zgkw5GCMx6k/s1600/hangover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TPDZsw9-TqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zgkw5GCMx6k/s320/hangover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544170504375389858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dirty dutch party mix. Hope to see you at GSpot Saturdays @ Hangover. Hangover is located at 215 Nicanor Garcia Street (formerly Reposo), Makati, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;DJD 314 - G$p0t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Wh0’$ That Ch!ck (Afr0jack R3m!x)/ Dav!d Gu3tta f3at R!hanna&lt;br /&gt;02 Wh!p My Ha!r (Du$t!ndl &amp;amp; L0u3$ Carm3l0 B00tl3g)/ W!ll0w $m!th&lt;br /&gt;03 0n3 Way 0r An0th3r (Raf3 3l DJ Tr!bal M!x)/ Bl0nd!3&lt;br /&gt;04 Tak3 !t 0ff ($an March3ll0 B00tl3g)/ K3$ha&lt;br /&gt;05 T!m3 0f My L!f3 (D!rty B!t) (R3tr!ck Ab!ga!l f3at Mr R! R3m!x)/ Black 3y3d P3a$&lt;br /&gt;06 My Hump$ 2010 (Th3 !tal!an J0b R3m!x)/ Black 3y3d P3a$&lt;br /&gt;07 Put Y0ur Hand$ Up F0r Mutfakta (J3r3my $!r!3!x B00tl3g)/ F3dd3 L3 Grand v$ Chuck!3&lt;br /&gt;08 T!k T0k (Chuck!3 &amp;amp; R3hab R3m!x)/ B0b $!ncla!r f3at $3an Paul&lt;br /&gt;09 Dynam!t3 (D-Wayn3 Dutch B00tl3g)/ Ta!0 Cruz&lt;br /&gt;10 L!k3 A G6 (Alvar0 &amp;amp; Pr3$t0 Lat!n B00tl3g)/ Far 3a$t M0v3m3nt&lt;br /&gt;11 L0v3 Th3 Way Y0u L!3 (D3an C0h3n R3m!x)/ 3m!n3m f3at R!hanna&lt;br /&gt;12 B0bbl3h3ad (T0n!c R3m!x)/ Chr!$t!na Agu!l3ra&lt;br /&gt;13 R3hab (H0ward D B00tl3g)/ R!hanna&lt;br /&gt;14 Wh3r3’$ Y0ur H3ad At (JHA0 2010 B00tl3g)/ J3an 3lan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?95ghdrgjfg6rh3k"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?95ghdrgjfg6rh3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email me at david.john.diaz@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750Podomatic: http://mrdj.podomatic.com/Share the music...pass this podcast onto your friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;DJDiaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-8086710976173895804?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8086710976173895804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=8086710976173895804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8086710976173895804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8086710976173895804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/11/djd-314-gspot.html' title='DJD 314 - GSpot'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TPDZsw9-TqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zgkw5GCMx6k/s72-c/hangover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5383200007884017612</id><published>2010-06-01T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:50:04.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='djdiaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>DJD 310 - Fudge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TATzy71DNOI/AAAAAAAAAac/wP_KBgtUZzE/s1600/fudge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TATzy71DNOI/AAAAAAAAAac/wP_KBgtUZzE/s400/fudge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477771103168574690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJD 310 - Fudge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart (Cutmore Club Mix)/ Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;02 All Night Long (Cahill Club Mix)/ Alexandra Burke&lt;br /&gt;03 Dancing On My Own (Buzz Junkies Club Mix)/ Robyn&lt;br /&gt;04 Acapella (David Guetta Extended Mix)/ Kelis&lt;br /&gt;05 Rockstar 101 (Dave Aude Club Mix)/ Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;06 Pyramid (Ruff Loaderz Club Mix)/ Charice Pempengco&lt;br /&gt;07 Your Love Is My Drug (Bimbo Jones Club Mix)/ Ke$ha&lt;br /&gt;08 Commander (Ralphi Rosario Club Mix)/ Kelly Rowland&lt;br /&gt;09 OMG (Almighty Club Mix)/ Usher feat Will.I.Am&lt;br /&gt;10 Rock That Body (Chris Lake Remix)/ Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;11 Not Myself Tonight (Laidback Luke Club Mix)/ Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;12 Alejandro (Skrillex Remix)/ Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?et3ezztmqmy" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;et3ezztmqmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oup.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email me at David.John.Diaz@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5383200007884017612?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=395424487746' title='DJD 310 - Fudge'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5383200007884017612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5383200007884017612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5383200007884017612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5383200007884017612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/06/djd-310-fudge.html' title='DJD 310 - Fudge'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/TATzy71DNOI/AAAAAAAAAac/wP_KBgtUZzE/s72-c/fudge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5913361798208276758</id><published>2010-02-19T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:29:38.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>4-PLAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/S36D5pnrOXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/0avYFcgSizo/s1600-h/23661_339782437245_575277245_4668576_1831648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/S36D5pnrOXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/0avYFcgSizo/s400/23661_339782437245_575277245_4668576_1831648_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439930426358184306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BED Malate proudly presents&lt;br /&gt;4-PLAY&lt;br /&gt;Duel of the DJs on the Dancefloor&lt;br /&gt;February 27, 2010 Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOY ARMADA&lt;br /&gt;OHM R&lt;br /&gt;JAY SANTOS - San Francisco, CA (Industry, Gus Presents, Dragon)&lt;br /&gt;DJ DIAZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done DJ battles before but nothing like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3 Resident DJs plus this month's guest DJ, DJ DIAZ have come together to pummel your mind with the knock out combo of vocal and progressive house and massive circuit tribal tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four DJ's will all be behind the decks freestylin and jammin all night. No rules, no schedule, no time limit. They'll be rotating faster than you can gagaoolala! You boys better get ready to werk it. Coz these boys are gonna bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-12 MN Happy Hour 241 Cocktails with DJ Diaz&lt;br /&gt;12 AM 4-PLAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5913361798208276758?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5913361798208276758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5913361798208276758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5913361798208276758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5913361798208276758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-play.html' title='4-PLAY'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/S36D5pnrOXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/0avYFcgSizo/s72-c/23661_339782437245_575277245_4668576_1831648_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-8371784156430073914</id><published>2009-10-16T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:27:27.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>'xoxo'</title><content type='html'>DJDiaz presents 'xoxo'&lt;br /&gt;October Pophouse Party mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Million Dollar Bill (Frankie Knuckles Directors Club Mix)/ Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;02 Already Gone (Bimbo Jones Club Mix)/ Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;03 I Want To Know What Love Is (Chew Fu Extended Club Fix)/ Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;04 Move Shake Drop (Exclusive Electro)/ DJ Laz vs Deadmau5 vs DJ Trebo feat Pitbull&lt;br /&gt;05 Head Shoulders Kneez And Toez (Cahill Extended Mix)/ K.I.G.&lt;br /&gt;06 Knock You Down (Moto Blanco Club Mix)/ Keri Hilson feat. Kanye West &amp;amp; Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;07 The Boy Is Mine (UK Club Mix)/ LoveShy feat. Elesha&lt;br /&gt;08 Jump (Malinchak Club Mix)/ Flo Rida feat Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;09 Say It (Hott 22 Remix)/ Booty Luv&lt;br /&gt;10 Boys And Girls (Moto Blanco Club Mix)/ Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;11 You Belong With Me (Chris Thomas Club Mix)/ Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;12 I Didn't Know My Own Strength (Daddy's Groove Club Mix)/ Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yoz4zmdywmj" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yoz4zmdywmj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.facebook.com/gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oup.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email David.John.Diaz@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DJDiaz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-8371784156430073914?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8371784156430073914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=8371784156430073914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8371784156430073914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8371784156430073914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/xoxo.html' title='&apos;xoxo&apos;'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-648180862503687147</id><published>2009-10-10T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T15:47:34.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='djdiaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><title type='text'>WTF*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The long wait is over... DJDiaz presents WTF*&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys like it. Miss you all... see you soon on the dancefloor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/StA7zG65CUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mKY35IaZto0/s400/cover.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 207px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390874503179471170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Your Body (Bernardo Malata &amp;amp; Felippe Senne Bootleg)/ Tom Novy&lt;br /&gt;02 Funk Phenomena 2010 (Starkillers Remix)/ Armand van Helden&lt;br /&gt;03 Heartbreak (Make Me A Dancer) (Angger Dimas Remix)/ Freemasons feat Sophie Ellis-Bextor&lt;br /&gt;04 Sexy Bitch (Afrojack Remix)/ David Guetta feat Akon&lt;br /&gt;05 Let The Bass Kick In Miami Bitch (Extended Mix)/ Chuckie vs LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;06 The Fear (Bart B More Bootleg)/ Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;07 Tom's Diner (Bingo Players Bootleg)/ Suzanne Vega&lt;br /&gt;08 Special (Bingo Players Remix)/ Sir James&lt;br /&gt;09 Get Your Groove On (Dimitri Vegas &amp;amp; Like Mike Mix)/ Snoop Dogg feat T&lt;br /&gt;10 Jump (Chocolate Puma Full Vocal Mix)/ Flo Rida feat Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;11 Flash 2009 (Dave Darell Mix)/ Dave Darell And Hifi&lt;br /&gt;12 Love (The Cube Guys Vocal Mix)/ The Cube Guys&lt;br /&gt;13 I Want You (Funkerman Remix)/ Ida Corr&lt;br /&gt;14 Yin For The Kill (Dave Spoon Bootleg)/ Wolfgang Gartner &amp;amp; Francis Preve vs La Roux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Link: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?myzmmtdiovi"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?myzmmtdiovi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future bookings, email David.John.Diaz@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DJDiaz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-648180862503687147?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/648180862503687147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=648180862503687147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/648180862503687147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/648180862503687147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtf.html' title='WTF*'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/StA7zG65CUI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mKY35IaZto0/s72-c/cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7154194066975185984</id><published>2009-07-15T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:36:28.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJDiaz @ ThreeSixty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/Sl3NSKrvVSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m-YU1S-nGA0/s1600-h/threesixty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/Sl3NSKrvVSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m-YU1S-nGA0/s400/threesixty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358664843629909282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7154194066975185984?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7154194066975185984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7154194066975185984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7154194066975185984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7154194066975185984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/djdiaz-threesixty.html' title='DJDiaz @ ThreeSixty'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/Sl3NSKrvVSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/m-YU1S-nGA0/s72-c/threesixty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4559449918295151230</id><published>2009-07-07T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:11:57.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='djdiaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix'/><title type='text'>Lick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNlUPVZBrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LZDM-0Mpul8/s1600-h/lick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNlUPVZBrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LZDM-0Mpul8/s400/lick.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355735780261693106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DJDiaz presents Lick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;01 Get On The Floor/ Tony Cha Cha &amp;amp; Sidney Samson + Put Your Hands Up (Acapella)&lt;br /&gt;02 Flonko Version 1/ Steve Angello, AN21&lt;br /&gt;03 La Mescla (Dean Coleman Mas Latino Remix)/ Michel Cles&lt;br /&gt;04 Shake It [Move A Little closer] (Terrace Mix)/ Lee Cabrera &amp;amp; Thomas Gold&lt;br /&gt;05 Old Skool (Robbie Rivera &amp;amp; Willie Morales Juicy Remix)/ Swanky Tunes&lt;br /&gt;06 Hey! (Original Mix)/ Diplo &amp;amp; Laidback Luke&lt;br /&gt;07 Another Step (Mark Simmons Remix)/ Oliver Twitz&lt;br /&gt;08 Sex Weed (Laidback Luke Remix)/ Juice String&lt;br /&gt;09 Heartbreaker (Laidback Luke Remix)/ MSTRKRFT feat John Legend&lt;br /&gt;10 Ping Pong (Max Farenthide Remix)/ Belmond &amp;amp; Parker&lt;br /&gt;11 Wild Thing (Original Mix)/ Dmitriy Bamboviy&lt;br /&gt;12 Dirty Harry (Disco Villains Remix)/ Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;13 That Bounce Track (Bingo Players Remix)/ Nick Supply feat Tasha&lt;br /&gt;14 Drop The Baseline (Jack Beats Rinsed Out Remix)/ Project Bassline&lt;br /&gt;15 Renegade Master 2009 (Mark &amp;amp; Koba Remix)/ Fatboy Slim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediafire: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ghjnjnzojnw"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ghjnjnzojnw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email: David.John.Diaz@gmail.com&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNlg6WQ4KI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TIflfIOO06A/s400/event.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355735997966508194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be on deck 10pm this Friday, July 10 @ 360 in A.Venue, Makati. Hope to see you on the dance floor! Click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=100376612380"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=100376612380&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4559449918295151230?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4559449918295151230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4559449918295151230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4559449918295151230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4559449918295151230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/lick.html' title='Lick'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNlUPVZBrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LZDM-0Mpul8/s72-c/lick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3185566235296059195</id><published>2009-05-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:00:25.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Coming Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you build it, they will come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Field of Dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, not many have a Hollywood version of destiny. We don't have the booming timbre of Darth Vader to gently force us to live our lives. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is reality. &lt;/span&gt;And, with reality, you have to build many fields before something happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, it's not only about fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many bad dates do you have to go on before you find the love of your life? How many times do you have to purge before you can fit into that pair of pants for your friend's party on the weekend? How many? How much? How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You keep on thinking it's going to come, but it doesn't. Then, you think it's going to come again, but it doesn't. Over and over. A repetitious and vicious cycle of ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, when it does come, it's short and rather anticlimactic. No fireworks. No cigarette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Countless times I've come over the past several years. So many times that I have no juice left. Parched. Dehydrated. Powder. Dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's exhausting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, my fields get razed and rebuilt, time and time again, hoping that my time will come. There will be no waiting by the waves of gold, expecting a voice to whisper my destiny to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, when my times does come, I'm coming hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3185566235296059195?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3185566235296059195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3185566235296059195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3185566235296059195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3185566235296059195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-hard.html' title='Coming Hard'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7969129352561233513</id><published>2009-05-13T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:00:53.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progressive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>Foreplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SgrEUGhThdI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yZrAN2cS3Qg/s1600-h/foreplay.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SgrEUGhThdI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yZrAN2cS3Qg/s400/foreplay.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335292558200505810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for some sexy house. Vocals and electro beats. Not that dirty, but definitely not nice. Let's do some foreplay action on the dance floor. So strap on the harness, chaps and boots and dance. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This party mix will surely keep you going and going and going and asking for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to DJ Don "The Jedi Master" Jocson for teaching me everything. I owe you big time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my best friend Pao whose criticisms I highly value. And to everyone of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Leave The World Behind/ Laidback Luke, Ingrosso, Axwell, Angello feat Deborah Cox&lt;br /&gt;02 I Can't Stop (Dann Penn Remix)/ Sandy Rivera&lt;br /&gt;03 C'Est Beau La Bourgeoisie (Original Extended Mix)/ Disco Bitch&lt;br /&gt;04 If You Knew (ATFC Main Mix)/ Chris Lake feat Nastala&lt;br /&gt;05 Now You're Gone (Club Mix)/ Juan Kidd and Felix Baumgartner feat Lisa Millet&lt;br /&gt;06 Fired Up (Dabruck &amp;amp; Klein Remix)/ Dennis The Menace &amp;amp; Big World&lt;br /&gt;07 Don't Stop Dancin (Steve Angello &amp;amp; Sebastien Ingrosso Remix)/ Steve H&lt;br /&gt;08 As Good As My Love (Bart B More Remix)/ L.B.G.&lt;br /&gt;09 Polkadots (Original Mix)/ Afrojack&lt;br /&gt;10 Everybody (Club Mix)/ Leonid Rudenko&lt;br /&gt;11 Competition (Laidback Luke Remix)/ Dragonette&lt;br /&gt;12 Sex Weed (Laidback Luke Remix)/ Juice String&lt;br /&gt;13 Old Skool (Robbie Rivera &amp;amp; Willie MOrales Juicy Remix)/ Swanky Tunes&lt;br /&gt;14 Moombah (Sidney Samson Mix)/ Chuckie&lt;br /&gt;15 Freeze (Original Mix)/ DJ Tonka&lt;br /&gt;16 Ultra Flava (Ropero &amp;amp; Simon Interlabel Uniform Remix)/ The Heller 'N' Farley Project&lt;br /&gt;17 Robots (Original Mix)/ Chris Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Here: http://www.mediafire.com/?ztymgj4f4fm&lt;br /&gt;or go to: http://mrdj.podomatic.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewPodcast?id=313542750&lt;br /&gt;FB Group: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=53728039164&lt;br /&gt;Email: David.John.Diaz@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DJDiaz-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7969129352561233513?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7969129352561233513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7969129352561233513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7969129352561233513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7969129352561233513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/05/foreplay.html' title='Foreplay'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SgrEUGhThdI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yZrAN2cS3Qg/s72-c/foreplay.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6812553205302998378</id><published>2009-05-06T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:49:56.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>DJDiaz - POP Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; 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Remix)/ Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;08 Hush Hush (DJ Fisun Extended Mix)/ The Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;09 Just Dance (Dj Dvir Halevi Remix) + D.A.N.C.E. (Acapella)/ Lady Gaga + Justice&lt;br /&gt;10 Get This Party Started (2009 Electro Remix)/ Pink&lt;br /&gt;11 Love Game (Dave Aude Club Remix)/ Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;12 Miami (Laidback Luke Bootleg)/ Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;13 Get Busy (Alex Astero and Evan Sax Club Mix)/ Sean Paul&lt;br /&gt;14 Boom Boom Pow (LMFAO Party Rock Remix)/ Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;15 If U Seek Amy (Crookers Remix)/ Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to leave a review on iTunes, on my Facebook or on my Podomatic site. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support. 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font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Jeepney Diaries&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;El Rio Y Mar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;(River by the Sea)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Day&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;1:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Slept throughout the one-hour flight from NAIA 3 to Busuanga Airport. The plane was about to land when I woke up. I looked outside and saw fields of green and canopy of trees. Are we landing here? Or are we on crash landing? Do I need to start praying? I’m too young and too hot to die!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;It was not all dirt and trees and bushes after all. We landed safely, thank God. Transferred to the resort’s connecting transpo, a Jeepney. 30 minute dirt road adventure then to our boat ride. The scene was quite surreal, mangroves along the river banks and clear waters beneath the boat. Passed through a number of islands then to our final destination, El Rio Y Mar, the River by the Sea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;We were welcomed by the resorts local ‘combo’ band singing some la la tunes. The resort manager personally entertained us and discussed the numerous activities that we can do in our entire stay. Grouped into 2, my officemate and I went to our cabana. Uhm, a honeymoon suite for two guys? My boss and our manager were also given the honeymoon suite. While the girls have their separate twin beds and a walk-in closet. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Walk-in closet!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Buffet lunch was served around noon. Burp!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Nicole and I decided to start our tanning operation around 1:30pm. Cancer versus sun-kissed skin. The rest of the team decided to retire for a while and enjoy siesta. I want my tan. With my tanning oil and Zon7&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(plugging: check out Zon7 2009 swimwear collection at http://senseofstyle.multiply.com) , it was do or die. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;We then went to the infinity pool and continue the mission to be sun-kissed Gods and Goddesses. Phase 1 complete. Two to three more coats to go!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Around 5pm, we started our structured team building. Uhm, nothing to blog about. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Buffet dinner at 7 o’clock. Love the pickled tanigue. The soup was terrible. The cake’s icing was too candy-like. The mangoes and pineapples, yum yum. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Teambuilding activity afterwards. Pictionary and charades. ‘Libag’ or ‘Haplos?’ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Had beer with the team. Then retired for the night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Tomorrow’s itinerary: Breakfast at 7 o’clock, trip to Club Paradise from 8 to noon, lunch back at El Rio Y Mar, then more time for my tanning process.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4578006181984961516?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4578006181984961516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4578006181984961516&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4578006181984961516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4578006181984961516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/03/sun-kissed-part-1.html' title='Sun Kissed (Part 1)'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1098011334469044898</id><published>2009-02-19T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:53:21.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><title type='text'>AI8 - Group A - Top 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxK-w48wVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rYvaz4ZIF6M/s1600-h/ai801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxK-w48wVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rYvaz4ZIF6M/s400/ai801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304196903271711058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed the show.. here are the mp3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;photo 1=""&gt;Jackie Tohn - A Little Less Conversation&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?eigyfiijnly &lt;/photo&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;photo 1=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Braddy - Song For You&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?nbtwnlnddqo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis Grace - Never Loved A Man&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?u4wyyrclcdk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent Keith - Hicktown&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?mmr4zjzjtym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Wright - You Belong With me&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?mzd3gmzzcm1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop Desai - Angel of Mine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?zmtyt133toz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey Carlson - Every Little Thing He Does is Magic&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?qzzeuy1iqmt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Sarver - I Don't Wanna Be&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?yoylvja5f2n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann Marie Boskovich - Natural Woman&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?2xq2zujoyjn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Fowler - Rock With You&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?yiwg42tyikw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatiana Del Toro - Saving All My Love For You&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ejtmotzmezw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Gokey - Hero&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?whyotvylmyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1098011334469044898?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1098011334469044898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1098011334469044898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1098011334469044898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1098011334469044898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/ai8-group-top-12.html' title='AI8 - Group A - Top 12'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxK-w48wVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/rYvaz4ZIF6M/s72-c/ai801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6575723422401767635</id><published>2009-02-19T01:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:50:42.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix'/><title type='text'>TRIPLE DROP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxJggj8iNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Q575BOkp5oY/s1600-h/n758855889_1323668_152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxJggj8iNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Q575BOkp5oY/s320/n758855889_1323668_152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304195283980945618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hearts Month to everyone. I'm back and I have 3 party mixes for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;photo 2=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAWBREAKER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Stereolove/ Taken By Cars&lt;br /&gt;02 Supermassive Blackhole (Bud and Stone Remix)/ Muse&lt;br /&gt;03 If U Seek Amy (Jamey's Electro Mix 1.8)/ Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;04 Damaged (Chubalicious Club Mix)/ Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;05 Bottle Pop (Moto Blanco Club Mix)/ PCD&lt;br /&gt;06 Love Story (Digital Dog Edit)/ Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;07 Crush (Mike Rizzo Funk Generation Club)/ David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;08 Rehab (DJ VNo Remix)/ Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;09 Diva (DJ Escape &amp;amp; Tony Coluccio Vocal Remix)/ Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;10 Dance 2 Night (DJ Wayne G Remix)/ Madonna feat Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;11 Untouched (Designer Drugs Remix)/ The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;12 I'm Yours (Princess Ann 2009 Reconstruction Tribal  Mix))/ Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;13 Use Somebody (Chew Fu Festival Fix)/ Kings of Leon&lt;br /&gt;14 Everything (Big Room Mix)/ Kaskade&lt;br /&gt;15 Fade (Granty Nelson Big Room Remix)/ Solu Music feat Kimblee&lt;br /&gt;16 Let Me Think About It (Club Mix)/ Fedde Le Grand&lt;br /&gt;17 100% Pure Love (Spencer &amp;amp; Hill Remix)/ Selda&lt;br /&gt;18 Whoomp There It Is 2009 (Electro Edit)/ Tag Team&lt;br /&gt;19 Wiggle It (Darwich Bumb Mix)/ Kevax feat 2 In A Room&lt;br /&gt;20 Shining Star (Jorn Van Deynhover Mix)/ Get Far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediafire DL: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dyy5yodymiw"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?dyy5yodymiw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic Permalink: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-11T09_40_27-08_00"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-11T09_40_27-08_00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;photo 3=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINGER UP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crookers Tribute Party Mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 The Way We Are (Crookers Remix)/ Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;02 I Love To Move In Here (Crookers Bass In Here Mix)/ Moby&lt;br /&gt;03 Enjoy (Crookers Remix)/ Outhere Brothers&lt;br /&gt;04 Life Is Boring (Crookers No Fear To Fly Remix)/ Cazals&lt;br /&gt;05 Shrine (Crookers Remix)/ Tocadisco feat Chelonis R Jones&lt;br /&gt;06 I Want Your Soul (Crookers Remix)/ Armand Vanhelden&lt;br /&gt;07 Lollypop/ Crookers&lt;br /&gt;08 The Cat (Crookers Remix)/ Dusty Kid&lt;br /&gt;09 Salmon Dance (Crookers Wow Mix)/ The Chemical Brothers&lt;br /&gt;10 Love To Edit/ Crookers&lt;br /&gt;11 What Up Y'All (Dirty Disco Youth Remix)/ Crookers&lt;br /&gt;12 We Are All Prostitutes (Crookers Remix)/ Adam Sky vs Mark Stewart&lt;br /&gt;13 Wassup (Crookers Remix)/ Diplo feat Rye Rye&lt;br /&gt;14 Day 'N' Nite (Crookers Remix)/ Kid Cudi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediafire DL: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wqyjngz5ljd"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?wqyjngz5ljd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic Permalink:&lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-12T04_00_05-08_00"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-12T04_00_05-08_00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;photo 1=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;04|30|AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Wasted (Radio Edit)/ Andy Duguid feat Leah&lt;br /&gt;02 Toca Me (Inpetto 2008 Vocal Remix)/ Fragma&lt;br /&gt;03 Open Your Eyes (Walker Remix)/ Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;04 Silence (Niels van Gogh &amp;amp; Thomas Gold Remix)/ Delerium feat Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;05 Missing (Unreleased 2008 Miami Sundance Remix)/ Everything But The Girl&lt;br /&gt;06 Like A Prayer (R.I.O. Mix)/ Revolution&lt;br /&gt;07 Crash and Burn (Sultan and Ned Shepard Remix)/ Nadia Ali&lt;br /&gt;08 Beautiful Things (Gustav Remix)/ Andain&lt;br /&gt;09 Going Wrong (DJ Shah Magic Island Mix)/ Armin van Buuren&lt;br /&gt;10 Lost (Dance Version)/ Sunlounger feat Zara&lt;br /&gt;11 Sweet Surrender (DJ Tiesto Remix)/ Sarah McLachlan&lt;br /&gt;12 A Whiter Shade of Pale (ATB Remix)/ Sarah Brightman&lt;br /&gt;13 Home (Above &amp;amp; Beyond Club Mix)/ Above &amp;amp; Beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediafire DL: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?fmtgmyztmta"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?fmtgmyztmta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podomatic Permalink: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-12T07_27_58-08_00"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2009-02-12T07_27_58-08_00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6575723422401767635?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6575723422401767635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6575723422401767635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6575723422401767635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6575723422401767635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/triple-drop.html' title='TRIPLE DROP'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SZxJggj8iNI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Q575BOkp5oY/s72-c/n758855889_1323668_152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3728034489197521169</id><published>2008-12-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:38:53.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut The Fuckkk Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrdj.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVjSiQoKCqMAABpsbck1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVjSiQoKCqMAABpsbck1/n758855889-1080728-1590.jpg?et=mryiP8Aly5%2CkmoHxtb2qvg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit&lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com"&gt; http://mrdj.podomatic.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Permalink: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2008-12-19T04_02_25-08_00"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/entry/2008-12-19T04_02_25-08_00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Download: &lt;a href="http://mrdj.podomatic.com/enclosure/2008-12-19T04_02_25-08_00.mp3"&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/enclosure/2008-12-19T04_02_25-08_00.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;01 Intro/ Figaro/ DJ Antoine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;02 Smooth Criminal/ Player &amp; Remady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03 Push It 2008/ Salt N Pepa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;04 Happy 2008 (DJ-Slo Electro Two Mix)/ Square Heads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;05 One Heart/ Kaskade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06 Dream On (Moto Blanco Club Mix)/ Robyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07 I Don't Know Why (Salotto Club Mix)/ Moony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08 No Promises (Live Element Remix)/ Hot 22 feat Bonnie Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09 Come Fly Away (Maurizio Gubellini Remix)/ Benny Benassi feat Channing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Blue (Yehuda S Remix)/ Eiffel 65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 Around The World (Funkagenda Remix)/ Daft Punk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 Sex 101 (Original Mix)/ Paul Anthony &amp; ZXX feat Laya Bella &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 I Love Rock &amp; Roll (Extended Mix)/ Alex Gaudino &amp; Jason Rooney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14 The One (David Guetta &amp; Joachim Garrauld Remix)/ Sharam feat Daniel Bedingfield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 Sweet Dreams (DJ Rooster &amp; Peralta Funkatronik Mix)/ DJ Rooster &amp; Sammy Peralta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16 The Great Fashionista Swindle (Hot Noizes Remix)/ Dada Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 Work It Out (Klaas Remix)/ DJ Disciple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 Let's Take Drugs (Cedric Gervais Remix)/ George Morel, SPJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 Tango In Tokyo (Extended Mix)/ D'Azoo At Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 Sandstorm 2008 (DJ Cobra vs Doug Laurent Mix)/ Tunnel Alliance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 Whatcha Goona Do (Grant Nelson Remix)/ DJ Dealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22 Make You Feel 2008 (Klaas Stomp Mix)/ Klaas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 Archangel (Original Club Mix)/ First Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24 Partouze (Jean Elan Remix)/ Steve Angello &amp; Sebastian Ingrosso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 Big Booty Hoes (Original Mix)/ Krystian Szymula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26 Enjoy (Crookers Remix)/ Outhere Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27 Chop (Original Mix)/ Bingo Players&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 Gas Face/ Dave Spoon &amp; Pete Tong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 Breathe With Me (Radio Edit)/ Brian &amp; Pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 Errore Di Sistema (Original Mix)/ Simi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31 Kornflakez (Original Mix)/ P.A.F.F.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32 Stitch/ Twocker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33 Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (Twocker Mix)/ Slyde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34 Pa Po Pom (Original Mix)/ Mowgli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35 Rapture 2008 (Armin van Buuren Reix)/ Iio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36 Cygnes (Extended Mix)/ Mr Sam feat Claud9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37 Unfogivable (First State Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38 New York City (Super8 &amp; Tab Remix)/ Paul van Dyke feat Ashely Tomberlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39 Human (Armin van Buuren Remix)/ The Killers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40 Beautiful Together (Nitrous Oxide Remix)/ Above &amp; Beyond pres. Oceanlab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41 Miracle (Above &amp; Beyond Mix)/ Above &amp; Beyond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42 Sparkles Magikal Remake/ Tiesto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43 Toaster (Original Mix)/ homas Fejik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44 Radio Crash (Original Extended Mix)/ Ferry Corsten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45 Circa Forever 2008 (Galen Behr &amp; Orjan Nilsen Remix)/ Rapid Eye&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3728034489197521169?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3728034489197521169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3728034489197521169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3728034489197521169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3728034489197521169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/shut-fuckkk-up.html' title='Shut The Fuckkk Up'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3962323429131537166</id><published>2008-11-19T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:53:16.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trance'/><title type='text'>MUSIQ BOX by mrDJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;photo 1=""&gt;Finally, I'm done with my 4-hr 2-part mixshow. Better than Perfectly Strange. More minimal/electro tracks. New finds. New tracks. Visit http://mrdj.podomatic.com to stream or DL the track (83MB each). DL links also available below. Best if you play A and B consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIQ BOX A features house, electro and minimal beats. You will surely love the last track, someone screaming EECCSSTAAACCCCYYYYYY.... LOL. MUSIQ BOX B is all tribal, house and trance. I love love my tribal house selection. And some hot trance tracks for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIQ BOX dedicated to my friends, to the bday bois Lawrence and Sim, to new friends, the bebes, the bois, to everyone, to anyone... Let's PARTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUSIQ BOX (A)&lt;br /&gt;House/ Electro/ Minimal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro&lt;br /&gt;Show Me Love 2008/ Minchael Mind feat Robyn S&lt;br /&gt;I Just Can't Toca Me/ Fragma&lt;br /&gt;Watch Out (Robbie Ruivera Mix)/ Alex gaudino feat Shena&lt;br /&gt;Memory (Klaas Club Mix)/ Fragma&lt;br /&gt;Cry For You (Dave Ramone Extended Remix)/ September&lt;br /&gt;I Fell In Love With The DJ (WAWA Vocal Club Mix)/ Che'Nelle feat Cham&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Let Go (Chris Ortega Remix)/ A. Lee feat Amanda Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Thank God For Music/ Outwork feat Mr. Gee&lt;br /&gt;Expect Sex (Hard Rock Sofa Mix)/ GenderFix&lt;br /&gt;Wow (Crookers Wow Mix)/ Chemical Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Alive (PH Electro Remmix)/ Mondotek&lt;br /&gt;The Geeks Were Right (Boyz Noize vs D.I.M. Remix)/ The Faint&lt;br /&gt;Make Some Noise/ Bart B More&lt;br /&gt;Freak (Bart B More Secured Dub)/ Haze &amp;amp; Sandy Rivera&lt;br /&gt;Are You Gonna Go My Way (Brasco Remix)/ Kato feat Ian Dawn&lt;br /&gt;Blade (Peejay P Remix)/ Ali Payami vs Aquagen &amp;amp; Warp Bass&lt;br /&gt;Bang That Box (Avicii vs Philgood Bang That Vocal mix)/ Roger Sanchez feat Terri B&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Hold It (Lee Coombs Remix)/ Hyperion (Oz)&lt;br /&gt;Toys Are Nuts/ Gregor Salto &amp;amp; DJ Chuckie&lt;br /&gt;Eat What You Kill (Kiko Remix). Olivier Giacomotto, DJ Tonio&lt;br /&gt;Morumbi (Popof Remix)/ Tocadisco&lt;br /&gt;Playground Samurai/ D'Kawa&lt;br /&gt;Donut Drama/ Dousk&lt;br /&gt;Get Off (Miles Dyson Remix)/ Sharooz&lt;br /&gt;Coup D'etat (Hook &amp;amp; Sling Mix)/ Bass Kleph&lt;br /&gt;Ask The Right Questions + Drug Music/ Neelix, Michael Knight&lt;br /&gt;Coloured City/ Laurent Garnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUSIQ BOX (B)&lt;br /&gt;Tribal/ House/ Trance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DJ, The Music &amp;amp; Me (Peace Division Freaky Vocal Mix)/ Lula&lt;br /&gt;Seduction (Purist Tribal Remix)/ Hoxton Whores&lt;br /&gt;Bungee/ Jumble&lt;br /&gt;One Night In Sahara (Groovin' Tribal Mix)/ DJ Lucerox&lt;br /&gt;Deliver Me (Seasmus Haji Remix)/ Paul Harris feat Cevin Fisher&lt;br /&gt;Electriko (Rooster and Peralta Mix)/ DJ Rooster and Sammy Peralta&lt;br /&gt;Dance Ritual (Axwell Remix)/ Louie Vega&lt;br /&gt;Love Me/ Offer Nissim feat Maya&lt;br /&gt;Delirious (Mor Avrahami Remix)/ David Guetta feat Tara McDonald&lt;br /&gt;Angel On My Shoulder (Edx's Belo Horizonte At Night Remix)/ Kaskade&lt;br /&gt;Move For Me (Extended Mix)/ Kaskade &amp;amp; Deadmau5&lt;br /&gt;Angel (Chicane Club Mix)/ Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;Request (Orchestral Mix)/ Virtual Vault&lt;br /&gt;Us/ Simon Patterson&lt;br /&gt;Final Destination (Fast Distance Remix)/ Mystery Islands and Stefan Cambridge Pres Chapter G8&lt;br /&gt;Everything/ Tiesto feat Jes&lt;br /&gt;Never Say Never/ Armin Van Buuren feat Jacqueline Govaert&lt;br /&gt;Do It All Again (Duderstadt Progressive Remix)/ Jon O'Bir feat Emi&lt;br /&gt;So High (Adam Sheridan Remix)/ Starchaser feat LO-FI Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Lost (Dance Version)/ Sunlounger feat Zara&lt;br /&gt;Belfast (Deadmau5 Mix)/ Orbital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links&lt;br /&gt;http://mrDJ.podomatic.com&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;photo 1=""&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MUSIQ BOX (A)&lt;br /&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/enclosure/2008-11-18T06_55_38-08_00.mp3 (Right Click/ Save As)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIQ BOX (B)&lt;br /&gt;http://mrdj.podomatic.com/enclosure/2008-11-18T07_40_53-08_00.mp3 (Right Click/ Save As)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/photo&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3962323429131537166?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3962323429131537166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3962323429131537166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3962323429131537166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3962323429131537166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/musiq-box-by-mrdj.html' title='MUSIQ BOX by mrDJ'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3734801054557036873</id><published>2008-11-13T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:32:40.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G'/><title type='text'>The Wonders Of Texting</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot about G this week. Somewhat busy at work, planning stuff, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing at my phone contacts, I saw G's name. To text or not to text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I managed to gather all my courage and actually typed up a message and texted it over to G. Started with the basic, "How's your day so far?" G replied and we exchanged a few more messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we meet up tonight? Well... NO - I didn't expect to go out tonight but agreed that we should meet up soon! With friends of course. This weekend I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3734801054557036873?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3734801054557036873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3734801054557036873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3734801054557036873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3734801054557036873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonders-of-texting.html' title='The Wonders Of Texting'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3892737888720733238</id><published>2008-11-12T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:06:38.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Does Not Exist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went downstairs to get a smoke. Had my cup of coffee, lit a ciggy and stood along the street. Puffing sm0ke in the air, looking at the people passing by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down the street, I see R walking towards me. R wearing a blue shirt, dark pants and reading glasses, holding an umbrella and puffing smoke in mid-air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As R approaches me, I think he’ll stop and say something. We haven’t spoken in months and it’s not because I haven’t tried to get a hold of him. At first, I thought it was because of his schedule; his usual alibi when I ask him out for coffee. After two missed phone calls and no returned e-mail messages, I know something is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smile, waiting for him to say something. He walks right past me, as if I don’t even exist. I turn around to make sure if it was really R. It is and was R. He just strolled past, pretending he didn’t pass me. And, it's cold. Ice cold. Add the gloomy weather, I'm just waiting for the rain to pour down on me. Specifically on my spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts. It hurts a lot. The pang of rejection from another makes me feel like I don’t even deserve to be acknowledged. I burn inside, not out of anger, but out of a mixture of emotions I can’t put my finger on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever happened to our past? Whatever happened to the times we spent together? They were good, if incredibly complicated. Still, complications shouldn’t be a deterrent to enjoy the company of another person. No one lives a simple life, and we can’t avoid it no matter how hard we try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3892737888720733238?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3892737888720733238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3892737888720733238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3892737888720733238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3892737888720733238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/does-not-exist.html' title='Does Not Exist'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4564242796329337197</id><published>2008-09-18T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:39:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Larvatious Indeed</title><content type='html'>Drive boy dog boy&lt;br /&gt;Dirty numb angel boy&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway boy&lt;br /&gt;She was a lipstick boy&lt;br /&gt;She was a beautiful boy&lt;br /&gt;And tears boy&lt;br /&gt;And all in your inner space boy&lt;br /&gt;He had hand girls boy&lt;br /&gt;And steel boy&lt;br /&gt;He had chemicals boy&lt;br /&gt;I've grown so close to you boy&lt;br /&gt;And you just groan boy&lt;br /&gt;She said come over come over&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at you boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tracks for tonight... love the new mix of Born Slippy by Underworld (Joe K vs Beto Dias Remix) which has a sour candy electro feel. Of course... I have to sing-a-long... Naman... As besty calls it... Larvatious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underworld - Born Slippy 2008 (Joe K vs Beto Dias Remix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?u2apmkcrzou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'Azoo at Night - Tango in Tokyo (Extended Mix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ydun8tp1izm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Amir - The Whistle (Extended Mix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?zr7klnumgjo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rune RK - Put Your Hands Up for Copenhagen (Trentemoller Remix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?zjin6zjk54a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afrojack The Partysquad - Drop Down Do My Dance&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?xu4yyoqzdxf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny Royal &amp;amp; Ludaphunk - Dance Electric (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?nj0w0xnlv8n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lykke Li - Dance, Dance, Dance (Dada Life Guerilla Fart #4)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?hivk9tjzlpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake Jarrell - The Drugs (Rene Amesz Remix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?vl1yhanpq6v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Rock - Been A Long Time (Axwell Remode)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?l0jvxuiywwr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sander van Doorn - Apple (Bart B More Remix)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?nuid8cd4tsz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4564242796329337197?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4564242796329337197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4564242796329337197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4564242796329337197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4564242796329337197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/larvatious-indeed.html' title='Larvatious Indeed'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5890971523010176958</id><published>2008-09-18T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:39:20.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>When you pull a book off a shelf, crack open its spine, and begin to flip through the pages, you expect the story to have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Only sometimes, the final chapter is missing and you don’t know how the damn thing ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unresolved relationships, open-ended events, issues long forgotten can be like those missing pages, and I am someone who needs to know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some closure on some stories that happened from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wallowing in doubt (Was it me? What did I do?), I whip up a satisfactory denouement to tie up any loose ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a cop-out to think of yourself as the hero, and the other party as the villain. There is no good and bad. Everyone is equally complicated. There are no extenuating circumstances (although they help with melodramas), and the basic story is kept simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it all ends well, even if there are no happy endings. I hope to close some chapters in my book. Maybe not everything. But I have to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes closure must be created on the page, read and accepted to help shut the book close, and placed back on the shelf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5890971523010176958?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5890971523010176958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5890971523010176958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5890971523010176958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5890971523010176958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4730240659366533164</id><published>2008-09-18T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:38:52.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><title type='text'>The Force of Gravity</title><content type='html'>The Force of Gravity by BT&lt;br /&gt;Download MP3 here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?fjb9mjlbcpf"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?fjb9mjlbcpf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the words we use to speak&lt;br /&gt;The promises made haurned to all apologies&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the storm of memories&lt;br /&gt;Still you’re flying to fight the force of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Force of gravity...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the words we use to speak&lt;br /&gt;The promises made have turned to all apologies&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the storm of memories&lt;br /&gt;Still you’re flying to fight the force of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days I still could breathe&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sinking beneath, the waves are crashing over me&lt;br /&gt;The empty space I lay between&lt;br /&gt;Is all that's left of where our love was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The force of gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Is it peace you seek at night when your body's weak?&lt;br /&gt;Did it leave you with the scars, of a war-torn ravaged heart?&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do you cry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Is it peace you seek at night when your body's weak?&lt;br /&gt;Did it leave you with the scars, of a war-torn ravaged heart?&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Is it peace you seek at night when your body's weak?&lt;br /&gt;Did it leave you with the scars, of a war-torn ravaged heart?&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do you cry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do you cry...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Is it peace you seek at night when your body's weak?&lt;br /&gt;Did it leave you with the scars, of a war-torn ravaged heart?&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry your eyes asleep?&lt;br /&gt;(Asleep...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4730240659366533164?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4730240659366533164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4730240659366533164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4730240659366533164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4730240659366533164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/force-of-gravity.html' title='The Force of Gravity'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3882985504778856322</id><published>2008-09-18T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:37:43.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>It Pays To Be Evil Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Nice people have a difficult reputation to live up to because they are never allowed to be anything other than pleasant. If they have one bad day, it's all changed. Sometimes, being too nice will get you into more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth being nice all the time. When I’m nice, things are great for everyone involved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write them a note or send them SMS when they’re not feeling well. I call them so they know they’re being thought about. I try to put a smile on their faces. I make them feel like they’re cared for and someone is thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I do when I care about someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, sometimes, it seems that my efforts are not that appreciated. When I try to be selfish aka spend some time for myself, I look overly apathetic. When it's my time to share my own stories and issues, it is as if I'm dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why these days, I try to become that apathetic person and be that walking bastard,at least when you’re an asshole, no one has high expectations. And, I don’t need that kind of stress in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I bother to care when it’s so much easier being evil?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3882985504778856322?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3882985504778856322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3882985504778856322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3882985504778856322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3882985504778856322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-pays-to-be-evil-sometimes.html' title='It Pays To Be Evil Sometimes'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1396297301694880478</id><published>2008-09-16T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:22:52.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play</title><content type='html'>When we're children, there are so many games that we play with other people our own age. Whether it be physical or imaginary, there are multiple variations on the same theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some children grow up to be adults, while others remain grown children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continue to play variations of the same game. The rules change slightly, and the players are being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They play with your heart, and they play with your mind. But, they never play with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as stimulating, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They find thrills in manipulating the lives of others, while believing no one will get hurt. It's all a game? It's fun! It's exciting! No one can get hurt playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, they don't realize they're the only ones playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like playing games. So, don't play games with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not children, and I am not a toy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1396297301694880478?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1396297301694880478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1396297301694880478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1396297301694880478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1396297301694880478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/play.html' title='Play'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3136308265636668229</id><published>2008-09-12T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:08:57.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Poker Love</title><content type='html'>The cards have been dealt and the other player has placed their bet. You’ve placed your own. Two sets of poker faces are staring at each other. It’s time to show your hand, but you don’t. First, you take stock of possible outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since bluffing isn't allowed in this game, you have two options: fold them, or hold them. If you quit, you may not have anything to gain. If you don't quit, you may not have anything to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your hand isn’t the greatest, but it’s just enough to take the prize. Other times, you’re not so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fingers on your hand begin to quiver and small beads of sweat form around your hairline. The stress is showing. You know what you can offer and you want to show your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t, fearing that it’s not enough to win. You admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ace of hearts is protected, and don’t show it to the other player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you don’t want to lose. But, sometimes you have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3136308265636668229?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3136308265636668229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3136308265636668229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3136308265636668229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3136308265636668229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/poker-love.html' title='Poker Love'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-8504470113727442248</id><published>2008-08-29T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:14:54.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know my place now. I know the end of the story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story might have different plots and twists. But I know the ending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is very predictable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always end up as a friend. Just a friend. Nothing more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers to my eternal singlehood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-8504470113727442248?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8504470113727442248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=8504470113727442248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8504470113727442248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8504470113727442248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5733749487082478408</id><published>2008-08-15T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:16:20.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><title type='text'>Flirts are teases without the touching</title><content type='html'>Even though the dictionary describes flirting as the act of courting triflingly or act amorously without serious intentions, I don’t particularly enjoy it. It’s fine for about five seconds, but I stop at second six. Why? It isn’t beneficial for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first reason is because flirting is done as a means to get something out of someone else; a reaction, mostly. When I want something from someone, I ask for it. I don’t play games, or act coy. Impatience has taught me that a little too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second reason is that I really don’t like is when the other person doesn’t stop… and then you start to get the wrong impression. And, that impression always leads you down the one path that the cynic in you doesn’t want. Do they like me? Why else would they be acting that way if they didn’t? But, if they’re flirting, then does that mean they don’t really like me and are just playing a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I’d rather know to save me from any potential heartbreak, but a part of me wants to keep believing they really like me because that thought is what keeps hope alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not aside from flirting, there's this phenomena I want to call "Eye Fucking." Geez. Just get over it and have a good hump!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5733749487082478408?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5733749487082478408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5733749487082478408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5733749487082478408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5733749487082478408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/flirts-are-teases-without-touching.html' title='Flirts are teases without the touching'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6160951141697820756</id><published>2008-08-12T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:13:26.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Fugly Fuck</title><content type='html'>Let’s talk about sex, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s seems to be everywhere: on television, radio, Internet, inside, outside, even in outer space. You can’t escape it. It’s all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, one of the most prevalent places to find sex is online. Millions of sites exist with every kind of fetish available. Photos, films, and an endless list of products are right at your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, after a while, what was originally entertaining, begins to look and sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasies are situated in exotic locals, with lighting which hides stretch-marks and cellulite, everyone is a willing nymphomaniac (with no gag-reflex), model-perfect with a gym-sculpted body. Sometimes there are three or four partners (if not more) in endless orgies where everyone knows how to use every part of their body in every position known to man (and even some just discovered).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, it all ends with earth-shattering orgasms, a cigarette and afterglow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be another - more realistic - side to this. The side where things aren’t always perfect, where things go seriously wrong, tragically hilarious and really, really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear stories where fucking isn’t on Frette sheets, people aren't perfect, have a little flab and unnecessary body hair. There are smells and inappropriate bodily functions, and people hurt themselves attempting to recreate positions in the Kama Sutra because no one knows what they’re doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of having them come, you’d rather see them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more that I can write about, but it would get too graphic. And, I’m not that kind of guy who likes to go there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6160951141697820756?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6160951141697820756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6160951141697820756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6160951141697820756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6160951141697820756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/fugly-fuck.html' title='Fugly Fuck'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4465211539983885546</id><published>2008-08-11T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:12:33.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Never After</title><content type='html'>At the age of 25, I still believe in fairytales. The damsel in distress, the knight in shining armor, well maybe not the the three little pigs but you get what I mean. But now my visions of “Once upon a time” are blurred and jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does “Forever” exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my 2nd failed relationship, a good two month stint that must end after I found out that I was only 2nd in my ex’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that I need to stop seeing ‘R’ because I am R’s extra curricular activity. The glorified other man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just recently, I am witness of screaming infidelities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but never will you see me in the bleachers cheering for open relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is uncertain. I really don’t want to talk more about open relationships. But if that’s the only way that relationships last, then I guess I rather be a spinster and sip wine from my veranda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way… I still am hoping that happily ever after exists. I haven’t found mine, nor found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it’s really just a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to make me believe in happily ever afters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-Cris_Si8G"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-Cris_Si8G" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/miggoy/music/TkC48mJB/dashboard_confessional_screaming_infidelities/"&gt;Screaming Infidelities - Dashboard Confessional&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4465211539983885546?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4465211539983885546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4465211539983885546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4465211539983885546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4465211539983885546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/never-after.html' title='Never After'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1305919542602783642</id><published>2008-08-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:28:48.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibrations'/><title type='text'>GV9 - Welcome to Chase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SJnFr3d7edI/AAAAAAAAASk/g2LUDHelqIg/s1600-h/GV9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231429799582071250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SJnFr3d7edI/AAAAAAAAASk/g2LUDHelqIg/s400/GV9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am personally dedicating this compilation to JP MOrgan Chase employees (mga officemate ni Francis "Scav" Olbes), and to the burdey bois Scav/Basol and Norman. To all Chase employees, mag-leave naman kayo ng comments... Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Vibrations 9: Chase&lt;br /&gt;by mrDJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Tiesto fea Charlotte Martin - Sweet Things (Oruiginal Mix)&lt;br /&gt;02 Stereo Palma - Dreaming (DON Tekk Remix)&lt;br /&gt;03 Skitzofrenix - Freaky Things (Original Edit)&lt;br /&gt;04 John Dahlbäck ft. Lisa Stansfield - Monchichi&lt;br /&gt;05 Hardwell, Rehab - MRKRSTFT Version 2&lt;br /&gt;06 Tommie Sunshine - Limit Your Mind (Tocadicso's Beach Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;07 LYS feat Nastala - Speechless (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;08 Angello &amp;amp; Ingrosso - Partouze&lt;br /&gt;09 Dirty South and Axwell - Open Your Heaert (Vocal Mix)&lt;br /&gt;10 Sander Van Doorn - Apple (Bart B More Remix)&lt;br /&gt;11 Kid Massive, Beatchuggers - Let Me Rock It (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;12 Underworld - Born Slippy (Joe K vsBeto Dias Remix)&lt;br /&gt;13 TV Rock - Been A Long Time (Axwell Remode) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?t2mktimtafn"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?t2mktimtafn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1305919542602783642?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1305919542602783642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1305919542602783642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1305919542602783642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1305919542602783642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/gv9-welcome-to-chase.html' title='GV9 - Welcome to Chase'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SJnFr3d7edI/AAAAAAAAASk/g2LUDHelqIg/s72-c/GV9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6386454480774680396</id><published>2008-07-29T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:33:12.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Gossip Gurls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SI4ejgReg3I/AAAAAAAAASc/lxxoww5bIyo/s1600-h/GG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228149812731216754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SI4ejgReg3I/AAAAAAAAASc/lxxoww5bIyo/s400/GG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABS-CBN and Ugly Betty.... Bet ko. I mean, it's comedy and I love love Bea Alonzo. But here's something... Disastrous... Wahahaha... &lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP GIRL PHILIPPINES... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... san sila nag-aaral? P*nyeta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6386454480774680396?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6386454480774680396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6386454480774680396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6386454480774680396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6386454480774680396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/gossip-gurls.html' title='Gossip Gurls'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SI4ejgReg3I/AAAAAAAAASc/lxxoww5bIyo/s72-c/GG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1049369846379859825</id><published>2008-07-27T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:27:27.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><title type='text'>"R"</title><content type='html'>I met "R" at the club early Saturday morning around 4am. We danced. Closer. Closer. And Closer. I had fun dancing with "R" and it seems that there's sexual chemistry between us. "R" left the club around 5am. After a few minutes, I received an SMS message from "R...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I like you! Want to cuddle you! Kiss you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do "R" not kissed me before leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"R" has a boyfriend, was also at the club that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting "R" later. I don't know why, obviously there's not future for us. I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like "R"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1049369846379859825?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1049369846379859825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1049369846379859825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1049369846379859825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1049369846379859825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/r.html' title='&quot;R&quot;'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4157544789203067473</id><published>2008-07-27T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:13:52.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>F*cking Fwee Time</title><content type='html'>Whenever my schedule begins to fill, people begin to come out of the woodwork, wanting to do things with me. Strange, because when I have a lot of time on my hands, everyone is always busy. What the fuck is up with that? I'd say this was a case of supply and demand, but there's a hell of a lot more demand when I don't have a lot to supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example, a period when work and play cannot mingle. Twelve-hour days are not common. I wake up, get ready for work, commute, work, commute, get ready for bed, and go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat. Yet while this is happening, some people are pulling at my pantlegs, like needy children. As much as I want to push them aside, I know that's not what a parent would .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard having a couple of playdates in one week, especially when they're both on the same day. I'm only one man. I can't be in two places at the same time. Also, I can't split myself in half to please two people (although I can split someone in half to please myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you when I have time on my hands? Huh? I have no way to enjoy it with someone else. All this fucking free time can kiss my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have to choose because I cannot juggle to dates in one night. I'm gonna meet up with "R" this evening. Sorry "E," maybe next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4157544789203067473?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4157544789203067473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4157544789203067473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4157544789203067473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4157544789203067473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/fcking-fwee-time.html' title='F*cking Fwee Time'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4824125030452191581</id><published>2008-07-24T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:01:05.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trance'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations 8: Quick Fixx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIhgqxfUp0I/AAAAAAAAASU/bu_4_cTLqeM/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226533655518947138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIhgqxfUp0I/AAAAAAAAASU/bu_4_cTLqeM/s400/30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Vibrations 8: Quick Fixx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Dyed Soundroom - Remote Cocktail&lt;br /&gt;02 Angello &amp;amp; Ingrosso - Click (Wally Lopez Factomania Remix)&lt;br /&gt;03 Steve Angello - Gypsy&lt;br /&gt;04 David Guetta - Jack is Back&lt;br /&gt;05 Kevin Call - Fuck'n Funky&lt;br /&gt;06 Bingo Players - Get Up (Diplo Remix)&lt;br /&gt;07 Angello &amp;amp; Ingrosso - Partouze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?qljb01tkbmb"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?qljb01tkbmb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4824125030452191581?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mediafire.com/?qljb01tkbmb' title='Good Vibrations 8: Quick Fixx'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4824125030452191581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4824125030452191581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4824125030452191581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4824125030452191581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-vibrations-8-quick-fixx.html' title='Good Vibrations 8: Quick Fixx'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIhgqxfUp0I/AAAAAAAAASU/bu_4_cTLqeM/s72-c/30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1554454068971337873</id><published>2008-07-24T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:50:59.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>GV7 - Club Divas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226329938002401826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIenY2mfWiI/AAAAAAAAASM/6WMFmWi4sMQ/s400/gvseven.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Snap - Rhythm Is A Dancer (Tom Novy Remix)&lt;br /&gt;02 Ce Ce Peniston - Finally 2008 (Piano House Mix)&lt;br /&gt;03 Robin S - Show Me Love (Ali Payami Remix)&lt;br /&gt;04 Estelle feat Kanye West - American Boy (Dirtcaps Remix)&lt;br /&gt;05 Pussycat Dolls - When I Grow Up (Wideboys Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;06 Kylie Minogue - Wow (Fuck Me I'm Famous Remix)&lt;br /&gt;07 Idina Menzel - Gorgeous (Tracy Young Remix(&lt;br /&gt;08 Rihanna - Disturbia *Hody den Broeder Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;09 Jamie Knight - Mercy (Almighty 12" Anthem Mix)&lt;br /&gt;10 Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love (Moto Blanco Vocal Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;11 Che'Nell feat Cham - I Fell In Love With The DJ (WAWA Vocal Mix)&lt;br /&gt;12 Madonna - 4 Minutes (Rafael Lelis Chumbo Mix Part II)&lt;br /&gt;13 Rihanna - Take A Bow (Tony MOran &amp;amp; Warren Rigg's Encore Radio Edit)&lt;br /&gt;14 Robyn - With Every Heartbeat (Tong &amp;amp; Spoon Wonderland Remix)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?fvnm1uwxmrg"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?fvnm1uwxmrg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*please leave your comments when you download the file. will appreciate your thoughts and suggestions. any requests? let me know. thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1554454068971337873?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?fvnm1uwxmrg' title='GV7 - Club Divas 2008'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1554454068971337873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1554454068971337873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1554454068971337873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1554454068971337873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/gv7-club-divas-2008.html' title='GV7 - Club Divas 2008'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIenY2mfWiI/AAAAAAAAASM/6WMFmWi4sMQ/s72-c/gvseven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5287932949829049148</id><published>2008-07-22T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:52:49.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GV6: The Kids Want Techno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GV6: The Kids Want Techno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225604038639750322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIUTL8v4DLI/AAAAAAAAASE/b3-y5HGKf-I/s400/the-kids-want-techno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;01 Felix Da Housecat feat Kris Menace - Artificial (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;02 Len Faki - Death By House (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;03 Oliver Huntemann &amp;amp; Dubfire - Diablo (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;04 Act. Sense - Arritmia (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;05 Mark Knoght Adam &amp;amp; Soha - From The Speaker (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;06 Joris Voorn - Deep Side Of The Moog (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;07 Paul Ritch - Crazy Madness (Lyuca Bacchetti Mix)&lt;br /&gt;08 Dave Spoon - 88 (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;09 Craze C - Space (Andy Tau's Mix)&lt;br /&gt;10 Max Linen - Neon Lights (Sandy See Remix)&lt;br /&gt;11 Joachim Garraud - Are U Ready (Laidback Luke Remix)&lt;br /&gt;12 Super8 &amp;amp; Tab - Elektra (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;13 Jon O'Bir - Ways and Means (Paul van Dyk Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Download Here: &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lll4tcixycw"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?lll4tcixycw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5287932949829049148?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mediafire.com/?lll4tcixycw' title='GV6: The Kids Want Techno'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5287932949829049148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5287932949829049148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5287932949829049148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5287932949829049148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/gv6-kids-want-techno.html' title='GV6: The Kids Want Techno'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SIUTL8v4DLI/AAAAAAAAASE/b3-y5HGKf-I/s72-c/the-kids-want-techno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7170961537125705077</id><published>2008-07-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:05:50.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Jacket</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SICjEODZOFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EQMmPa8ICm4/s1600-h/jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224354860636911698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SICjEODZOFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EQMmPa8ICm4/s400/jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got this jacket from Dean &amp;amp; Trent! Loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katas ng sweldo... wehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7170961537125705077?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7170961537125705077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7170961537125705077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7170961537125705077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7170961537125705077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-jacket.html' title='My New Jacket'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SICjEODZOFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/EQMmPa8ICm4/s72-c/jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1865467596085966638</id><published>2008-07-17T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:27:29.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations 5inco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4vSaHncJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Gjvrqdj6_R0/s1600-h/gv5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223664611091771538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4vSaHncJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Gjvrqdj6_R0/s400/gv5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 01 Kim Carnes - Bette Davis Eyes 2007&lt;br /&gt;02 Ce Ce Peniston - Finally 2008 (Club Mix)&lt;br /&gt;03 The Cube Guys - Baba O'Riley&lt;br /&gt;04 Fragma - Toca Me (Inpetto 2008 Vocal Remix)&lt;br /&gt;05 Tiga - Sunglases At Night (Yuksek &amp;amp; Brodinski Remix)&lt;br /&gt;06 Annie Lenox - Sweet Dreams (Benny Benassi Mix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Download here: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mxejlcnzeuy" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?mxejlcnzeuy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1865467596085966638?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1865467596085966638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1865467596085966638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1865467596085966638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1865467596085966638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-vibrations-5inco.html' title='Good Vibrations 5inco'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4vSaHncJI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Gjvrqdj6_R0/s72-c/gv5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7962206623499652305</id><published>2008-07-17T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:19:39.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Flip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4tlP_ccaI/AAAAAAAAARs/xEKJF5yF3Cc/s1600-h/flip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223662735767400866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4tlP_ccaI/AAAAAAAAARs/xEKJF5yF3Cc/s400/flip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I know... I'm Weird... hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7962206623499652305?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7962206623499652305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7962206623499652305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7962206623499652305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7962206623499652305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/flip.html' title='Flip'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4tlP_ccaI/AAAAAAAAARs/xEKJF5yF3Cc/s72-c/flip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3085789330500150732</id><published>2008-07-17T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:06:10.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Bridesmaid</title><content type='html'>At traditional weddings, the bride throws out the bouquet to a group of single women during the reception, and it is said that the woman who catches the bouquet is destined to be the next bride to walk down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one of the other women wants the bouquet, but admits to defeat to the one who with the longest arms, or best reach. In the end, they feign happiness to the bitch that caught it with the whorish clothes and make-up, bad dye job, halitosis and a snaggle-tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What women don’t realize is those pretty flowers aren’t about the promise of marriage, but the promise of possibilities and opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a man, I have never been in the bouquet toss, but I know what it feels like to have the promise of something coming towards me, while some unworthy opponent seizes it from my hands like the fucking jaws of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bothersome watching people who don’t do anything special to deserve much, have these things thrust at them. And, since they’re nonchalant about it all (they have to be since they already have it all), they just sigh and brush it off as if it happens everyday… which it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smug bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming in second sucks and sucks the life out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never get to wear the pretty white dress and tiara. There is no special treatment for you on the special day. And, no one tells you how beautiful you look even though they’re pretending not to notice you’re five months pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you get to wear the fugly dress with all the pink ruffles and layers of tulle that make you look like two dozen ballerinas exploded all over you at a cake shop. And it is not true when they say that fugly is the new pretty. And you get treated like shit because your skin is blemish free (due to the lack of pregnancy hormone fluctuations), your hair is perfect, and don’t need three seamstresses sewing you into something that is four sizes too small. Not that I want to wear a dress but it’s the closest metaphor that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always a bridesmaid and never a bride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3085789330500150732?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3085789330500150732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3085789330500150732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3085789330500150732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3085789330500150732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/bridesmaid.html' title='Bridesmaid'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3153899653699194946</id><published>2008-07-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:01:58.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good vibrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations Quatro: Fused Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4pXF-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/8pRz2gxJpZE/s1600-h/gv4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223658094515152834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4pXF-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/8pRz2gxJpZE/s400/gv4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 01 DJ Liquid - Japanese Techno (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;02 Vato &amp;amp; Deva - Parbobeats (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;03 Diego Ray - Elektrik Salsa (Incredible! Tribal Mix)&lt;br /&gt;04 Dirtcaps - Wasabi (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;05 Fish &amp;amp; Chips - Queen of Persia (Nicola Fasano &amp;amp; Steven Forest Mix)&lt;br /&gt;06 Eric Laville - Dubai (Original Mix)&lt;br /&gt;07 Stylus Robb - Inina Tora (Nick Corline Remix)&lt;br /&gt;08 Japanese Popstars &amp;amp; Groove Armada - Get Down (Japanese Popstars Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Download here: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?vnzytyt4ngy"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?vnzytyt4ngy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3153899653699194946?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3153899653699194946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3153899653699194946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3153899653699194946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3153899653699194946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-vibrations-quatro-fused-up.html' title='Good Vibrations Quatro: Fused Up'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SH4pXF-rZ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/8pRz2gxJpZE/s72-c/gv4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5131783094182614147</id><published>2008-07-17T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:57:30.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Thin and Cranky</title><content type='html'>When a model struts down a runway, he/she always has an expression that resembles someone who just sucked on something tart and sour – their eyes are slants and their lips pucker. The reason why they look like this isn’t because of “attitude” but because they’re cranky from hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I know from personal experience. Fortunately, it’s easy for me to lose weight; stop eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more snacking in the middle of the day. No more chocolate to crave my hunger when it strikes. No more eating at late hours before going to bed. If I was desperate for something to munch on, I’d grab an apple for its sweetness and crunch factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, as the pounds drop, the crankiness rises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I’m even more irritable than normal. The only thing on my mind is food. Even though I don’t need to eat, I want to eat. A lot. It doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it’s full of fat and calories. Naturally, that means the “healthy choices” are to be left by the wayside while I stuff my face with food that negates the hard work I’ve been doing to lose the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don’t care. I’m thin and cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some chips. I want chips. Now! I don’t care, anymore. Give me some fucking chips before I rip your head off. Grrr…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5131783094182614147?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5131783094182614147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5131783094182614147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5131783094182614147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5131783094182614147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/thin-and-cranky.html' title='Thin and Cranky'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4003183636231200255</id><published>2008-07-04T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:17:06.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Innovation White</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219126729846310594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SG4QG9I8RsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ELD3yr3VoCY/s400/white+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Pao - Josh - Me - Norman - Sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Innovation White/ 06.28.08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4003183636231200255?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4003183636231200255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4003183636231200255&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4003183636231200255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4003183636231200255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/innovation-white.html' title='Innovation White'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SG4QG9I8RsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ELD3yr3VoCY/s72-c/white+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7913325717461783656</id><published>2008-06-27T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:03:06.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>BRO BRO BRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am not sure how it all began – I suspect it could have had something to do when I sniffed a pentel pen up in my nostrils. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Months ago, I met this young guy who looked like he had too much of something. At least he does not look socially crippling or embarrassing. We were introduced before but I guess he forgot who I was. We were re-introduced and we partied with his special friend that night. After a quick minute, he disappeared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weeks after, we started exchanging bitchy comments at Multiply. Later on, I found out that he was a grade school classmate of my 3 close buddies. The grade school classmate who hates Sailormoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daily YM chats, exchanging party stories and MP3 sharing came next. Our world became smaller and smaller upon knowing that he knows this who happens to be my that.&lt;br /&gt;He left Vietnam and decided to work here again. I received a unexpected call, that he’s already in Makati. I was in Subic that time, enjoying the cool breeze in the air and the solace that the resort offered… inside my room watching HBO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A week after, we saw each other at the club. Then the connection was established.&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing though, I never thought I’d be close to him instantly. Well, we share common interests but that’s about it. I don’t consider him as my best friend as I really don’t like the BFF concept. We just clicked and I am truly grateful and thankful for meeting such a… friend.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, we started calling each other “bro.” Ridiculing the word itself, pathetic when you hear it with gay circles as if it re-assures how manly you are only to find out that you like wearing your mom’s 4-inch heels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I became his own personal diary, sharing how complicated his love life is. It’s like a 3-4x therapy session whenever we have the chance to talk. He will drain your energy but you’ll be entertained. He became my gimmick buddy and job head hunter, my Nova Villa and bully-buddy. Beware when the two of us unite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, we will celebrate his 25th birthday! I guess he already has everything (except for the SLR camera that he wanted), and like what he said to me a while ago, this is his year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216469571439099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SGSfb-tC_RI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JCkcdM1zWGA/s320/n532252893_487092_4005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wish you all the goodness that life has to offer… and pancit for long life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*syet... bakit ganyan hair mo? hahahaha. Parang Sarimanok. Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7913325717461783656?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7913325717461783656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7913325717461783656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7913325717461783656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7913325717461783656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/bro-bro-bro.html' title='BRO BRO BRO'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SGSfb-tC_RI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JCkcdM1zWGA/s72-c/n532252893_487092_4005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-706054730817755524</id><published>2008-06-12T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:30:32.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrDJ'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations Dos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210922265636745842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SFDqMSNzsnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KUuhNWm7Tw0/s320/gv2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?xmkcmkeuxds"&gt;Good Vibrations Dos (Bad Boy + Dirty Girl)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;01 Tennishero - Alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;02 Mystery Jets - Hideaway (Switch Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;03 Afrojack vs The Partysquad - Drop Down Do My Dance (Radio Edit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;04 Keri Hilson feat Timabaland - The Way I Are (Axwell Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;05 Lucky Charmes &amp;amp; Kid Kaio - Plain Dots (Original Mix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;06 Jean Elan - Where's Your Head At (Klaas Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;07 Run DMC - It's Like That (Klass Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;08 Beasty Boys - Intergalactic (Nouveau Beats Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;09 Andrea Giuliani &amp;amp; Luca Rossetti - Krooked (Original Mix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 The Prodigy 0 Smack My Bitch Up (Will Bailey &amp;amp; Calverton Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 P. Diddy - Bad Boy for Life (La Mode Bad Mother Fuckas Fuckup Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 CBR - Dirty Gir (Wendel Kos Remix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-706054730817755524?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/706054730817755524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=706054730817755524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/706054730817755524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/706054730817755524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-vibrations-dos.html' title='Good Vibrations Dos'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SFDqMSNzsnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/KUuhNWm7Tw0/s72-c/gv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3512097363177317930</id><published>2008-06-06T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:01:59.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compilation'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations Uno [MP3]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SEkJv7J7eBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lu_BFZ3UeZY/s1600-h/gv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208705162968528914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SEkJv7J7eBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lu_BFZ3UeZY/s400/gv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?dzapndwfy3w"&gt;mrDJ - Good Vibrations Uno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Electro/Electro House compilation featuring new electro/electro house mp3s. Good Vibrations, Retox, Oh, Rio, Shingaling, Reflections in Plexiglass, Airmax, Silence, etc. I'll post the track list next week. The mp3 is at 96kbps, 1hr 10mins. Enjoy! I'll post Good Vibrations Dos before the month ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Here's a treat to everyone. Just found this one over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?w22tmojfmdg"&gt;Renco -Panflute Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3512097363177317930?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3512097363177317930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3512097363177317930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3512097363177317930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3512097363177317930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-vibrations-uno-mp3_06.html' title='Good Vibrations Uno [MP3]'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SEkJv7J7eBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lu_BFZ3UeZY/s72-c/gv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7253435069934445475</id><published>2008-06-05T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:09:10.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><title type='text'>Ice Creams</title><content type='html'>The horoscope section of the newspaper is always good for a moment of introspection (and a couple of laughs). After scanning for your sign and reading what the stars have to say, you start to reflect on the past few days, or start to wonder what the future has in store for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to oversimplify what my horoscope says, but it goes something like, You'll find that you will be falling in a way you never expect and when you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Falling hard. Another complication in my life. No matter how many times I try to feel Zen, simplification never happens. It's so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. getting hard is another thing. Well, junior is working really hard last time I checked. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the horoscope is partially on the mark. I am starting to fall. A little. Why do I feel this way? When I think of you, a smile washes across my lips. Sometimes a smirk replaces the smile. So it seems, it's all about the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like ice cream on a sunny day, just melting through my fingers. How I like your sugar sweetness, how it always seems to linger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this dance? One step forward, one step back, one to the left and one to the right. Always ending up in the same place. I never get anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with this picture? It's summer. The sun is out and the weather is hot. This time of the year is all about fun. Shouldn't I be having fun? Should I just shut up and enjoy the flavour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God summer is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of horoscopes. And, I'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7253435069934445475?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7253435069934445475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7253435069934445475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7253435069934445475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7253435069934445475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/ice-creams.html' title='Ice Creams'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3653271394877992654</id><published>2008-05-23T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:15:42.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Still Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203545174732962610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SDa0xFCn-zI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4e6rrglXXiA/s320/sakit+sa+bangs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"i choose to be happy..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;That’s what I’ve been saying all along for over a year now. Happiness is a decision. We choose to be sad, to be lonely, and to be apathetic. We choose ways how to be happy. We search for it. We succeed. We fail. That is how life puts us on a pedestal: Waiting for us to react on the tomatoes being thrown at us. Do we catch it or let it smash our faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a step back and checked where my life is right now. Where am I going? What am I doing? I decided that I would like to take stock of what I have created and not created. What I have achieved and not achieved and what needs to be done. Am I at peace with myself? Am I ready to take on the world and seek new challenges? Am I.....am I......am I.Maybe I should not be thinking too hard and let the heart do the talking again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes hide behind my smiles and silly gestures. I take quick glances while I think eyes cannot see and when I'm done, I turn away before those eyes catch me being me. Eyes and lips, they are like Medusa's stare turning simple things to stone like words that bruise emotion and crush the soul. Keeping things tucked away till they escape in ink upon my paper and then through my fingers via the machine in "0"'s and "1"'s. Yes sometimes, I want to scream so people will notice me for more than my stature and talents, to scream so people will stop their gossiping tongues. You may ask how I managed to hide and not be seen behind my happiness. I have to hide a part of myself that is as much as part of me as my intelligence and my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid all the stings and joys of life, I asked myself, “Do I know who I truly am?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the sum of every year, every month, every day, every hour, every minute and every second of my own life. Each moment that I breathe is another moment to take in each blessing I received. Through my eyes, my mind takes pictures of everything I see. My ears hear and my mind records. I am the sum of everything that is around me. Life is what I’ve made of it but it’s also a part of the influence about me. My life is what I made it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the trials of life, I want to stand strong and grow in stature that I must pass through the trials of fire that we all must pass through. I am not asking for more trials to walk through because I know that more hardships will come before me. But life always put me up on the pedestal. Without them, I cannot be shaped into a better man; my character cannot be made more solid. There is in each refiner's fine, a beauty that touches our lives. Each flame burns away the rough edges and when those fires are quenched I am left a different man. The fires burned away at each rough edge until what was left was, is a glimmer of shiny metal, that now shines above it all. Around me, the heat of flames has been quenched and the pains of the trial have been soothed. If I must pass through again, then I will be stronger still. For being stronger is the only choice that I have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But am I happy. In general, I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I truly missing? Is it the affection of a one true love? Is it the kindness of people around me who I long for? Or is it not finding who I really am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on a quest since my early teen to find myself to the world. Fear of finding my world collapsing has kept me from announcing what I’ve found to the world, while around me people seem to ignore what I’ve known since twelve. They can’t embrace what, they cannot see. The longer, I sit with fear in my heart. The longer I’ll sit with a wall about me, hiding in its core a part of that needs to breathe, so it be sustained. I have every right to free myself from the clutches of my fear. When I gaze into a mirror, I can see all the pain lying beneath my skin, and it scares me when I look into my own inky darkness. I need to find my way among the shadows that loom out from my trapped soul. Sometimes, it seems that I'll never be free enough to be true to my spirit. Why if the world seems to scream at who I am, do I bother to search for me? Without being whole, I would forever feel lost to myself. My vision of life would never be completed, and it would forever haunt me until the day, that my soul finally shouts "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are heavy from sleep not attained last night. My hearing seems fine expect for at times, the sounds around seem much too loud. My mind seems to be cluttered perhaps for the same reason that my eyes want to close and not open. The words, I write seem to take longer to exit out upon the paper. My thoughts lay scattered across my minds great divide. My mind and hands work so hard to get each letter, each word to flow just so. I just don’t know what part of me is voicing these scattered words today. My heart or my mind, though right now my mind seems empty of any intelligent thought. It’s just the way things go when someone feels lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, what I want in my life is to be able to just be me. Opportunities come every once in while, but it’s not nearly enough. I would go crazy if, I couldn’t be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder what people are thinking, those that find out about me and those who just think they know about me. Do the people who just think they know about me act differently around me then those who know about me? Do those who think they know about me see me as a threat? I wonder how many people create instant assumptions about me without taking the time to get to know me. Good for them. They already know the totality of who I am while I still search my true identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between here and there, there sits a bridge that once crossed is gone for good. . There isn't any middle ground between here and there. You're either here or there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m still here…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3653271394877992654?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3653271394877992654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3653271394877992654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3653271394877992654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3653271394877992654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/still-here.html' title='Still Here...'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SDa0xFCn-zI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4e6rrglXXiA/s72-c/sakit+sa+bangs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1631128061576704390</id><published>2008-05-14T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:42:54.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kissing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Practice makes Purrfect</title><content type='html'>Quite often, people exalt their skills in a variety of things. Whether they’re good with numbers, at sports, or in the arts, they never stop talking about how good they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is one skill I’ve never understood why people talk about: kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a subjective skill be rated on by the individual doing the deed? Last time I rememer, kissing is dependant on the POV of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is true, how does it happen? Not everyone is naturally talented (no matter what their over-inflated egos think). When dealing with kissing, could it be a matter of practice makes perfect: The more people you kiss, the better you are at it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the same as people who talk about their sexual prowess. People can have lots of sex, but that means they’re whores, and nothing more. Kidding. Insert A into B. Remove A from B. Repeat. Kissing is much more complicated, with more calculations than a quadratic equation. Exponential limits even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, no one would ever admit to being a bad kisser. That’s lunacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whatever the answer (natural born talent, or macking machine), all I have is one question: Can I get in on some practice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1631128061576704390?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1631128061576704390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1631128061576704390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1631128061576704390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1631128061576704390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/practice-makes-purrfect.html' title='Practice makes Purrfect'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6564791388150970523</id><published>2008-05-13T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T03:11:29.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hook-ups'/><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>No matter how confident you are in your abilities, there's always a sense of nervousness when it happens, when you're put on the spot to put out. Your brain loses all of its basic functions. Your insides turn to mush. Yet, no matter how you feel, you have to take it and give it like a man.&lt;br /&gt;All of this over the first time. The first phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begins when a certain set of numbers passes your way. Since the first step is taken by someone else, it's your turn to follow-up. The ball is in your court and you have to know how to play the game. Don't be an ass and wait three days. They gave you their number for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you handle the situation? Should you be funny and crack a couple of jokes? Should you be sexy? Should you just be yourself and act like a total loser and trip over your thoughts and words like a prepubescent teenager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto your voice. Should you go for Barry White, although your tone resembles that of Fran Drescher? Not knowing what to do, you settle on your version of Kathleen Turner - a touch raspy, and a cigarette away from lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little beads of sweat form near your hairline. Your eyes squint and dry your mouth twitches. What is supposed to be dry is wet and what is supposed to be wet is dry. Gotta love evolution.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, no one can see you. God forbid if they knew what you looked like when you were calling. Who would give you a second glance if they saw you wearing a ratty pair of boxer shorts and nothing else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand reaches for the phone and your fingers tap on the hard plastic. While one hand picks the handset, the other dials the numbers. From a distance, a phone starts to ring. Someone picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6564791388150970523?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6564791388150970523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6564791388150970523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6564791388150970523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6564791388150970523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3605981527316761517</id><published>2008-05-13T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:17:11.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Talk Dirrrrty</title><content type='html'>Whenever I hear dirty talk in the appropriate context, it makes sense and it helps in the arousal process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does what it’s supposed to do and it does so effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it doesn’t work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my experience, I find it to be hilarious. In fact, when I hear it, I begin to giggle and the giggle turns into a laugh. And, no one wants to laugh in these kinds of situations.There could be several reasons for the hilarity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The things being said are ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;2. The things being don't feel genuine.&lt;br /&gt;3. The things being said sound like porn parody.&lt;br /&gt;4. Their mouth should be busy doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are other things that are no-nos, but I can't think of them now because I'm too busy laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3605981527316761517?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3605981527316761517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3605981527316761517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3605981527316761517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3605981527316761517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/talk-dirrrrty.html' title='Talk Dirrrrty'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-992508580737294247</id><published>2008-05-08T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:48:54.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>Move Bitch</title><content type='html'>I was feeling a little down tonight, bored at work. From RS, JC and I walked along Ayala going to BCT for a meeting. Had 2 cups of coffee and some chips, still, bored as hell. Left BCT around 2am, went back to RS. I decided to swing by 7-11 to get some chips and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was scanning the narrow aisles, some fat-assed woman and her husband we're standing smack in the middle gawking at the candy section. Hoping to browse on the other side of the woman, I figured I was skinny enough to try to squeeze behind her, unfortunately grazing her fat ass in the process. She instantly turns to her husband and says, loud enough for me to hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know what word has fallen out of the English language? Manners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I didn't bother to even whisper an "excuse me" as I passed, but she saw me coming at her and didn't bother to move. Given her obvious sense of old lady entitlement, I suppose her comment isn't all that surprising of a reaction. I glared at her afterwards, but she didn't notice, and I briefly thought of responding with: "Was that comment intended for me? It wouldn't have happened if your fat ass wasn't taking up the entire aisle," but then I figured I wouldn't stoop to her passive-aggressive level (or what would have been pure aggressiveness in my case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, the brief unfortunate episode made me feel even worse (on top of the fact the store didn't have the chips I wanted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any Mr. Chips? Care to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-992508580737294247?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/992508580737294247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=992508580737294247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/992508580737294247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/992508580737294247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/move-bitch.html' title='Move Bitch'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4104629359962675010</id><published>2008-05-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:23:59.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I'm so happy for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SCBZ-58aiUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_kfoxH5teXA/s1600-h/GV1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197252907226532162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SCBZ-58aiUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_kfoxH5teXA/s400/GV1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every so often, I go online to check out what has been going on in the lives of people I know. Quite often, they disappear from the radar and the Internet is the only way to know if they're still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the name of an asshole is typed in the Google search engine, I wait for the results to appear. If the number of hits is low, a smile comes across my face. Not many. That’s good. While perusing through the links, I notice that they haven’t done anything, or have had much success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I get pissed, especially when they don't deserve to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the links have contact information. Maybe I'll be polite and send them a note and congratulate them on their success. But, fuck politeness. I know what these people did to get where they are. They have no empathy, no affect. They managed to do stab others in the back without breaking a sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the big thing to do is to put aside any unresolved feelings of bitterness due to their littleness, that won't happen. I can't fake sincerity. You can practically see sparks being produced when my teeth are clenched into something resembling a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't receive a note saying &lt;em&gt;I'm so happy for you!&lt;/em&gt; from me, because I'm really not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4104629359962675010?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4104629359962675010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4104629359962675010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4104629359962675010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4104629359962675010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-so-happy-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m so happy for you!'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SCBZ-58aiUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_kfoxH5teXA/s72-c/GV1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4937716606283221842</id><published>2008-05-04T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:52:59.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Reddddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SB0WZZ8aiQI/AAAAAAAAANk/jcllhOASnZc/s1600-h/Redy+to+Dance5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SB0WZZ8aiQI/AAAAAAAAANk/jcllhOASnZc/s400/Redy+to+Dance5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196334170772244738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4937716606283221842?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4937716606283221842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4937716606283221842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4937716606283221842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4937716606283221842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/reddddd.html' title='Reddddd'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SB0WZZ8aiQI/AAAAAAAAANk/jcllhOASnZc/s72-c/Redy+to+Dance5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-8875760653295064799</id><published>2008-04-29T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:03:39.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Potato Chips</title><content type='html'>You have to give credit to those who work out and eat a controlled diet in order to achieve a semblance of perfection when it comes to their bodies. They make the right choices when eating, and refrain from unhealthy foods. They exercise several days of the week for at least an hour at a time - warming up, cardio, lifting weights, and cooling down. They take additional supplements required for to heal and repair their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not me. I’m not that dedicated. Well, I used to. I went to the gym for the wrong reasons, superficial reasons. Narcissist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, I’m not overweight in any sense of the word. For those who have met me, know my body is lean and that of a runner: taut and toned, but not muscular. You’ll find more fat on a chicken cutlet then on my thighs. Even if I wanted to look better by eating right and working out, I don’t think I’d want to. After a long day at the office, I would rather get home, change clothes, have a light dinner, and crash in front of the couch for a ½ hour while eating a bag of potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extra hour of my day to work out would mean an extra hour lost in bed (and I don't get to sleep much, so that ain’t happenin’). And, I wouldn't go to an extreme to change my body to please someone else. If you don't like me the way I am, then somebody else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if I was overweight and no one gave me a passing glance, my fat ass would be on a treadmill before you could say gastric bypass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who do what you do to look the way you do (you know who you are), keep up the good work. I’m not the only one who appreciates it. Wanna potato chip?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-8875760653295064799?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8875760653295064799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=8875760653295064799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8875760653295064799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/8875760653295064799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/potato-chips.html' title='Potato Chips'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1774135653932561642</id><published>2008-04-25T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:22:05.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hot and Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SBG-vZ8aiKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/48vgIxuTCqo/s1600-h/goldilocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193141566962305186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SBG-vZ8aiKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/48vgIxuTCqo/s200/goldilocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Goldilocks went tip-toeing through the woods, she sneaked in on a charming little cottage, inhabited by three bears. Upon entering, the smell of porridge welcomed her like a long lost - and hungry - relative. As she sat at the table, she passed the first two bowls, citing them as too hot and too cold, but the third one was just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Goldilocks was fortunate enough to choose between three bowls of porridge. Many of us aren’t that lucky. Sometimes there are only two bowls, and other times, only one. Instead of sitting down, many people would rather skip the meal because it’s not exactly what they ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, the aforementioned fairy tale is a lot like life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave a mate because they have an annoying habit. Your friend isn't approved of in your social circles, so you pretend they don't exist. Your job isn’t the one you planned for, so you do it half-assed. You spend hours in the gym because you never feel buff enough. Your walls are painted several times because you can’t find the right shade of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on and on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like no one is ever satisfied with good enough on the road to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, consider the alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would’ve happened if Goldilocks never had that third bowl of porridge? Would she have passed the first two? Who knows? She never gave the other bowls a chance. Too hot? Wait for it to cool down, or throw it in the fridge for a few seconds. Too cold? Nuke it in the microwave. And, if those two fail, add the two bowls together, mix the contents et voila, the perfect porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You miss out on so much by passing on potential. If you don’t like something the way it is, try to change it. No one is born perfect. No one dies perfect. Be happy for what you have. You have so much more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some of my friends know that I am not-so-miserable, but at least I can adapt to those other happy fuckers who are around me without having to resort to homicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, maybe I just need to take a walk through the woods… Tip-toe. Tick Tack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Goldilocks. That biatch deserved what she got when those bears mauled her ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1774135653932561642?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1774135653932561642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1774135653932561642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1774135653932561642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1774135653932561642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/hot-and-cold.html' title='Hot and Cold'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SBG-vZ8aiKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/48vgIxuTCqo/s72-c/goldilocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5703168478612843377</id><published>2008-04-15T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:41:57.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>It's Not Always About You, You Know</title><content type='html'>One of the negatives web logs is that other people who inevitably begin to filter their way into your stories. It’s difficult to refrain from talking about them, since you do associate with members of the human race and don’t reside in a cave situated in Galera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On more than one occasion, I’ve had people ask me if I was the person they were talking about in a certain story. Quite often, they’re not. They’re just being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever their reason is for paranoia is what makes me smirk. Are they really so egocentric to think everything is about them? Probably. Probably, not. I’m not their therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever write about a specific situation or conversation, I tell that person what I’m doing. If I’m feeling generous, I’ll send them an early draft of the story just to see their reaction. It’s usually positive, but if it isn’t, then I know to generalize some elements because I don’t want to tread on dangerous territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, most of the time, I’m not writing about anyone in specific. The people I talk about are composites of several people I know - that’s what happens when your social circle is comprised of several hundred people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, there are times where I throw caution to the wind and write about someone I know without telling them. But when all else fails, remember this: I’m not talking about you, unless I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5703168478612843377?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5703168478612843377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5703168478612843377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5703168478612843377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5703168478612843377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-not-always-about-you-you-know.html' title='It&apos;s Not Always About You, You Know'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4553598332541598537</id><published>2008-04-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:24:14.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Einstein</title><content type='html'>"A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeed be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4553598332541598537?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4553598332541598537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4553598332541598537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4553598332541598537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4553598332541598537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/einstein.html' title='Einstein'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4244993715913393103</id><published>2008-04-08T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:57:53.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Don't Just Leave... Disappear</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are some people who are always in the picture even after you have taken them out of the frame and thrown it away. They get under your skin, and not in the good way. They are a part of your past and it is difficult to forget about them - lobotomy included.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, when you think they are gone for good, they pop up at the most inopportune time: right before the last synaptic memory has re-programmed itself in your brain. Then, they are back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is at this moment where you want them to be gone. Forever. It is not that you want them dead, per se, you just do not want them to be alive. Or, at least, alive in your head. You want them to disappear. Vanish. Exiled into oblivion. Into the ether. And, you never want to think about them, again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just when you think they are gone for the umpteenth time, they reappear. And, the cycle starts all over again. Fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4244993715913393103?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4244993715913393103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4244993715913393103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4244993715913393103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4244993715913393103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-just-leave-disappear.html' title='Don&apos;t Just Leave... Disappear'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5822781209319667815</id><published>2008-03-28T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:33:28.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Now Accepting Applications</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am officially on the hunt for a partner… to be more specific.. someone who wants to be in a very monogamous long-term relationship. Okay.. I'm scaring applicants right now. Errr... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been spending my days with single friends, sometimes surrounded by happy couples… I’ve been single for a year… Well, not that there’s something wrong with being single but I’m tired of people staring at me with this thought balloon in their heaads. “Why is he still single?” So there. Anyway… just need to be more serious and less playful. I need a date. Not a casual hook-up (well… let’s just slow down on hook-ups.. hehehe).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to accomplish the said goal yet, but at least for the moment, I'm determined to try. And that's something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5822781209319667815?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5822781209319667815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5822781209319667815&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5822781209319667815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5822781209319667815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/now-accepting-applications.html' title='Now Accepting Applications'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3377391308935040664</id><published>2008-03-28T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:08:18.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Cuddle Me...</title><content type='html'>Wrap your arms around me. Keep me warm. Keep me close. Run your fingers up and down my arm. Draw circles with your thumb. Do this gently. Just hold me tightly and make me feel wanted. Nuzzle my neck, head, and shoulders. Breathe softly on my neck, my ears. Lightly run your hand up and down my leg. Lay your head against my shoulder. Slowly take one of my hands. Lace our fingers together. Gently rub your thumb with mine. Hold my hand. And fall asleep in each others arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3377391308935040664?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3377391308935040664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3377391308935040664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3377391308935040664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3377391308935040664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/cuddle-me.html' title='Cuddle Me...'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3671559873690933630</id><published>2008-03-18T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:17:38.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Magnets... and updates</title><content type='html'>Magnets need a positive and a negative side to attract one another. When there are two like sides (either positive, or negative), they repel one another. Oddly, the repulsion is stronger than the attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, magnets can be similar to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, take two people with the same wants, needs and desires. But, they're too similar, and in turn, end up repulsing each other. What was once attraction, is now repulsion. A relationship is fractured. While they can get close, their like “charges” force them to stay apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two bodies with one shared motherfucker of a conflict. They know you too well because they're - another version of - you. You can't win a fight because they know every move, and even I want to have something hidden away just in case I'll need it for the divorce proceedings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one could only flip one person around for the laws of attraction to work effectively. Maybe opposites do attract. It's just too bad people aren't magnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy weekend last week. Crazy = Understatement. My weekend started Thursday with Mameha, Pumpkin and our good old friend Scoobie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak-day at the club. Lazy actions. My library needs to be filled with books, books and books. Sad. Josh stole my light toys! Grrrr. Arvi on White Playboys. Whatelse... I forgot. What is sabaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday... BV day at home. Went to MOA to meet Bebe, Hatsumomo and Mameha. Bebe and I ordered take-out at Sbarro. Went to the okiya. Hatsumomo and Mameha slept, Bebe picked-up Stryker at Sbucks. Left the okiya, went to the club. What is sardines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday... 12am... sardines. Saw friends, etc. My wizard was MIA. Dumbledores and Harry Potters were low on magic spells. Fortunately, we had tinkerbelle in our side... Think Happy Thoughts! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday... 6am... Okiya. There. Happy. Magnets. Happy Magnets. 1pm. Chit chat with Bebe and Hatsumomo. Sleeps. Woke-up around 8pm. Bebe and Hatsumomo still talking. Mameha woke-up. Waited for Pumpkin but we all fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday... 8am... Goods Mornings. Had breakfast at Chow King. What is gutom? Spareribs, King's Congee, large coke, black gulaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday... 9am... What is big brunch? Hahahaha. Bebe was late. BEBE... THINK UNHAPPY THOUGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. we're off to Galera. Friday - Sunday. Was supposed to stay at home but decided to join the Okiya Gang (wahahaha). DJ Don will spin on Friday, Steven Love on Saturday... at Zanzi bar. See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3671559873690933630?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3671559873690933630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3671559873690933630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3671559873690933630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3671559873690933630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/magnets-and-updates.html' title='Magnets... and updates'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-3575127633150145023</id><published>2008-03-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:17:20.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Reflecting back on these past few weeks, I’ve decided it’s time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something broken that needs fixing, and it should be taken care of immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things about me that are repellent to others and I have to make a concerted effort to remedy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for change. Time to get my groove back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-3575127633150145023?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3575127633150145023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=3575127633150145023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3575127633150145023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/3575127633150145023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6763153050258553006</id><published>2008-03-14T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:49:00.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>State of Attraction</title><content type='html'>Falling in love at first sight is a maxim without any merit. True, you may lust for something at first sight, but love, no. Love at first sight deals with physical attraction, not emotional attraction. How often do you hear, "His aura is so hot..." or, "Her personality turns me on..." out loud? Um-hmm. Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without having the ability to see something, how can you fall in love with the unseen? Check out personal sites, like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am not saying people are in love with the site. But, if they don't like cake, they shouldn't stick their finger in the batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they really stick around for my thoughts on certain topics that interest me? That can be the only logical reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They aren't trolling for sex (although there is a lot of screwing over). They aren't looking for any nudity. And, they certainly aren't going to find anything dirty lingering around. They don't see anything, but they read a lot. And, they get to know a lot. They get to come inside of me and see what lurks in the light and dark corners and crevices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's personal. It's intimate. It borders on attraction. Sight unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? How about interest at first read...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6763153050258553006?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6763153050258553006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6763153050258553006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6763153050258553006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6763153050258553006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/state-of-attraction.html' title='State of Attraction'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6778731633288675253</id><published>2008-03-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:22:48.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>AWB</title><content type='html'>AWB means Acquaintances With Benefits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Friends with benefits” is a widely-used term used to describe two people who have a relationship (but are not dating) and have sex with each other. When they have an itch, the other is there to scratch it for them. It’s a very simple – and carnal – version of quid pro quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I always thought of it as being a rather complicated scenario. What happens when you’re no longer friends? Should you still expect a little action? What happens when you want it to be something else, but the other person wants to continue with what you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To alleviate all of that, I think it’s best to come up with a new relationship: acquaintances with benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it’s the same relationship as the aforementioned one, but there’s no emotional attachment involved. You can spend time with them, have a drink, go shopping, etc. before falling into bed. It makes you feel less sullied (especially if one-nighters aren’t your thing), and there’s none of the messiness involved if things take a turn for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s win-win for both parties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6778731633288675253?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6778731633288675253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6778731633288675253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6778731633288675253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6778731633288675253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/awb.html' title='AWB'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6999584476796932017</id><published>2008-03-10T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:23:15.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Unattainability</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can’t always get what you want…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When The Rolling Stones sang this line, they didn’t know how prescient it would be. Even when life is filled with champagne wishes and caviar dreams, no one can snap their fingers and have anything presented to them on a silver platter. And when it comes to matters of the heart, there is no amount of wanting that can make someone unattainable want you in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, there are three kinds of unattainability:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You like someone, but him/her doesn't know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;2. You like someone, but him/her doesn't like you the way you like them.&lt;br /&gt;3. You like someone, but him/her doesn't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all have their good sides and bad sides. Some may be better than others, while some may be worse than others. It all depends on the person and the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first situation is where no one gets hurt (usually). You see them from afar and you can daydream and plan your life with them. Quite often, these fantasies entail celebrities or those who are on a higher social echelon (money, looks, education, a combination of all of the above). The only vested interest is that of a visual nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second situation is the most painful. It typically is the most emotionally draining. Quite often, the reason why they don’t like you is because they like someone else more than you (which is fair). But, if they are a flirt or enjoy playing games, they can lead you on for an undetermined amount of time. You end up wasting precious time and energy on someone who doesn’t want you even though you’re hoping that they’ll leave their current paramour for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third situation is like a Band-Aid that is ripped off: a sharp sting, but then it’s over in a couple of seconds. There can be a red mark, maybe a bit of skin removed, and a couple of drops of blood, but you’ll survive since you have developed a thicker skin after situation number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, no situation is ideal. Your heart can be lonely, played with, or ripped out of your chest while it’s still beating. If it was ideal, you’d always get what you want, no matter what The Rolling Stones sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6999584476796932017?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6999584476796932017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6999584476796932017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6999584476796932017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6999584476796932017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/unattainability.html' title='Unattainability'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-2692762495218502529</id><published>2008-03-04T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:24:18.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Hug Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A hug is one of the most telling signs of affection between two people. It brings a physical quality and connection between beings without the need for any sexual overtones (unless they're desired, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past several months, I have noticed there are several kinds of hugs people give. The people who give them range in personalities and their intentions are always different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s one between family members. They grab you, kiss you on the cheeks, and promptly let you go because they realize you’re going to have a long drive back home (and they don't want the Taupperware container full of food to spoil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s one between you and a friend that’s nonchalant. They wrap their arms – loosely – around you, and pat you on the back as if they’re doing it out of pity... and they usually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s one between you and a friend that’s happy you’re there because they haven’t seen you in a long time. They hold you in, their arms crossed against your back, and they squeeze just a touch so as not to make it seem ‘uncomfortable’ between both parties involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s the one between you and someone who doesn’t like to hug. They wrap their arms around you, almost clumsily, and the feeling is almost awkward as you realize they more comfortable holding a prickly cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one between you and someone who feel like they’re going to lose you. They hold you so tight, believing if they let go, they’ll never see you again. Their muscles start to tense and their body tremors. You feel empathy because of their impending loss. When you release, you’re still shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the type of hug, just remember that each one is special in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well… maybe the pity one I can live without.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-2692762495218502529?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2692762495218502529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=2692762495218502529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/2692762495218502529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/2692762495218502529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/hug-me.html' title='Hug Me'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4894664856714503952</id><published>2008-03-04T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:32:30.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>5 Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If I had to use a series of words (this time, five) to describe myself, I’m sure they’d remain the same in the following years. Maybe the order would shift around, but after 25+ years of living, I’d say consistency isn’t only a virtue, but a cliché by now. In no particular order, my five words are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;contradictory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;verbose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pensive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irreverent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, I can use hot, sexy, well-hung, insatiable, and pornolicious as words to describe myself, but this is a list of five words, not ten.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4894664856714503952?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4894664856714503952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4894664856714503952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4894664856714503952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4894664856714503952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/5-words.html' title='5 Words'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4677323746454797274</id><published>2008-02-29T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:22:07.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Chasing Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are songs which are irrevocably linked with joyous moments of our lives. Whether it’s a birth, a wedding, or a celebration of any sort, the combination of music and lyrics has a magical effect on our senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, sometimes they’re bittersweet in their meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I hear this song, for those few minutes, my heart visits the past. I listen to the song for as long as I can stand, without breaking inside. As it plays, my mind begins to count the memories, hoping the good ones outnumber the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the song ends, I press the skip button to change the music. Inevitably, I need to finish the song before it finishes with me. And, I don’t want to hurt, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let’s waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4677323746454797274?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4677323746454797274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4677323746454797274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4677323746454797274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4677323746454797274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/chasing-cars.html' title='Chasing Cars'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-1701998003987874168</id><published>2008-02-27T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:24:49.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>I Don't Think You're Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/R8U2uVz5CEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oqtMiN2Za-k/s1600-h/matt-damon-arthur.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some people who are complimented frequently by others. Quite often they are told they’re smart, funny, snappily-dressed, and quite flexible. Or maybe, that’s what they tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some compliments I hear that bother me, especially when the person receiving them shouldn’t. When some people are called cute and aren’t, then I know a line has been crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute is considered to be an innocent and (possibly) youthful sexiness. It’s not hard and overt, but soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though cute is subjective, there are some people who are or who aren’t. This bothers me because I don’t think they’re cute. In fact, some of them I think aren’t attractive, at all. Yet, it seems like everyone thinks they are. Is there something I can’t see, and are they really cute? Are they really not cute, and are people just complimenting them because they’re trying to be nice by inflating the other person’s feeling of self worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I shouldn’t talk about it because I have been called cute and I’m sure there are a hell of a lot of people who think differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, if Matt Damon can be called cute even though he resembles someone who was smacked with a case of Down Syndrome up side the head, then I know cute has lost all value as a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-1701998003987874168?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1701998003987874168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=1701998003987874168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1701998003987874168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/1701998003987874168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-think-youre-cute.html' title='I Don&apos;t Think You&apos;re Cute'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-4437999019279192200</id><published>2008-02-22T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:22:30.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>I Vow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Blogging on the internet is like shouting into a water well. Although it echoes, you can never tell if you're being heard on the other end. Like my being single (as if I have a choice not-to-be-single). You know...waiting for that someone (some people call them “the one”) and all...talking about echoes and wells and stuff...only to make a point that this part in everyone's life (being single and whatnot) is what I call a macrocosmic awkwardness in the conversation of life. As you grow wiser and more comfortable with who you are, awkward silences eventually outgrow feelings of dread. And therefore one is no longer compelled to stuff it with pointless blabber (like what most of us do on dates). So suddenly thinking that it is better for me to wait patiently than be with someone I wouldn't like anyway, I decided to have a full time occupation while I'm at it. I’m a full time single guy. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not too late to make resolutions. I’m making 8 resolutions or shall I say 8 vows for 2008…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I vow not to waste my time on things that "seem important" (e.g take my MBA because "it seems important" or brush my hair 100 times a day because it "seems important")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having mentioned number one, I vow to spend my time on things that are important. (e.g family, work, my life's purpose and my health)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I vow to spend money only on things I really need and to take joy in simply looking at pretty things I don't need. (e.g candies and cakes diet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I vow to take full responsibility for my face. Hence, I will only frown at things that really need frowning at (like people who MUST NOT WEAR skinny jeans and people who barely knows what good fashion is) and take time to consider things I never thought were worth smiling for (like banana flambe that tastes like kerosene or eating yellow paper (at least i know what they taste like)) btw, brown paper tastes better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I vow to internalize that success is a journey and not an end. Hence, now is not too early to declare that I am successful.. and that everyday is a chance to feel successful. (no punchline there, sorry..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I vow to overlearn that happiness is not the moving bunny in a horse race nor the star at the top of your christmas tree nor feeling high at around 3am. Happiness is ..the muscles of your abs. (you may have not felt it yet but believe me, it's there- it's inside of you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I vow not to commit to anything that doesn't give me a reason to wake up cheerfully the next morning...or noon...or afternoon..(if you consider late night parties).(e.g sleeping gives you a reason to wake up cheerfully the next morning therefore, I will commit to that..also, love, hope and world peace, seriously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Finally, I vow not to make a career of something just because I am good at it. It has to be something I am good at, something which I enjoy doing and something my life's experiences has prepared me to do (something that involves a stage, a microphone, and dim lighting). I’ve worked for a lot of companies and I realized that it is better if you really like the job and not just the salary that goes with it. Believe me, money is not everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish anyone who reads this would learn a thing or two from the echoing of my brain into this deep deep well. But if not...I'd still feel like a success. Well as far as I know, not everyone would try to eat yellow paper just to know what it tastes like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-4437999019279192200?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4437999019279192200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=4437999019279192200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4437999019279192200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/4437999019279192200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/helloooowllowwllooo.html' title='I Vow'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-6217164258610471972</id><published>2008-02-20T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:28:38.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Screw You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you screw someone over just to get ahead? Would I screw someone over just to get ahead? How can anyone use someone to get ahead? Is the world really about jabbing someone in the back? It is really sort of sad. I’m sure it’s more common then I like to think. Actually, I hope it’s not all that common. Everyone should get by on their own merits. Yes? No? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How ethical is it to place misfortune on someone else? You shouldn’t make someone else look bad just to make yourself look better. There is no reason to drag someone down for no reason. I believe those who screw people over will eventually face karma. Shouldn’t we get by on our own merits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, we should be able to get ahead without knocking someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post represents my random thoughts on the subject. I think it is very sad indeed. &lt;strong&gt;The whole idea of using someone else to just plain sad.&lt;/strong&gt; It’s wrong. In friendship, in business or no business. Wrong. Period. End of this discussion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-6217164258610471972?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6217164258610471972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=6217164258610471972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6217164258610471972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/6217164258610471972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/screw-you.html' title='Screw You'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-5958280041686446460</id><published>2008-02-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:01:23.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>Singlehood. Why did I think it was a good idea to take this path? I am doing something different. I was putting myself out there. Therefore, I cannot be blamed for being single. I took a chance, I ran at the risk and while it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, it made me realize: it just isn’t going to happen this way. I am not an easy way out kind of guy. I know now that things don’t come easily to me, and that this is just my fate. My cards have been dealt; it is up to me to know when to fold them, know when to hold them, know when to walk away and know when to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This path is not falling in love. It is finding a good enough candidate and forcing it to happen. It is having expectations – already planning out what you will and will not tell the other person. There is no other reason to be there, other than to hopefully cash out a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this path because it goes against everything I am. Jumping into a frigid body of water, and flailing around is not my style. Beyond taking risks, I never show my true colors until I know the water is warm. I never jump in, and not for fear of drowning, but it takes time for me to be drawn out, or drawn in. One never knows my true colors upon initial meeting, not after a few drinks, not after warnings about wrong impressions. You absolutely cannot rush me; I take my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting a profile on a website declaring who I am and what I want is everything I am not. I might wear shirts that bark snarky comments, but despite you perhaps knowing my shoe size and my affinity for sarcasm, you really still know nothing about me. It takes time; months even, to see me. To know me. Who I really am as the wolf inside the sheep. No profile that only allows me only 2000 words is going to properly convey who I am. To anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not common knowledge that I like to smack people in the face when things get heated. But I dare not to do anything over things childish. No one knows that a gnashing of teeth on my earlobe sends me into a tailspin or that I like it when it hurts. When people discover such things they often follow up with a shocked, “Why are you single?” Because I don’t advertise, or broadcast what turns me on. And when I display kindness, thoughtfulness, or love they wonder even further how I escaped being snapped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wear my heart on my sleeve or my story on my surface. I traveled the path of least resistance because I wanted to put an end to the endless barrage of questions. I wanted someone to love, without having to consider if my love was wanted or reciprocated. I do not want to be standing alone in a sea of couples during the holidays, during Valentine’s day, because then, then everything that is wrong with your life is glaring, too apparent, and hard to swallow. When all you see is the perfect in others, the flaw in you is too obvious. I do not want to have someone to make somebody else comfortable. I do not want to have to have someone to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a compliment when people ask why you are single, and then list all the reasons you should not be. Being single when you do not want to be is hard enough, but then to deal with sideways glances, build-ups that lead to let downs is too much to bear. Being made to feel inadequate because you need someone to be someone is pathetic. I am an entire person by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not going to come to me over a broadband connection. It is almost as unlikely as being a Bachelor. I do not know much about where my life is headed; I have ideas, dreams, and goals, but there is one thing I know is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will only find love when it is already a part of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-5958280041686446460?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5958280041686446460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=5958280041686446460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5958280041686446460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/5958280041686446460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-237629371826630602</id><published>2007-10-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:45:25.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Great Mystery</title><content type='html'>Secrets are heavy weights hanging by slender threads. Secrets have lives wrapped around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is The Great Mystery. I have been friends with TGM for nearly a 5 years. She has always been a riddle inside an enigma, confined within a mystery. Charming, seductive, connected, determined, damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know something she doesn't want me to know. She is deluded if she thinks it won't have leaked back to me. I hoard gossip. She is talking about it openly enough with others. She's just not telling me. Much to my surprise, I am irrationally bothered by this. Whatever makes her happy. Now, I am left Greatly Mystified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever, there's some back story. Maybe in the next couple of days, I will take a calculated risk. I dicussed the whole saga with a couple of people, our old friends way back from our college days. I made it clear that I knew. They told me chapter and verse. I'm hoping that the conversation will not leak back to her. Or should I leak bits of pieces of onfo. That makes her not telling me redundant - will I give her an easy way out. That way, it can be said, tacitly acknowledged and smoothed over. I can choose to make her say it, if I want. And then we can talk, drink, dance and relax. And then, call it quits. Or should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of curiosity, and accepting that you (well, all but one of you), don't know TGM, what should I do instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie... My dear old friend. We've gone through a lot but you slipped. The 5 long years we've been friends, has to stop. You will always be a The Great Mystery. But honey, this was all your fault. You are to blame for all of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-237629371826630602?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/237629371826630602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=237629371826630602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/237629371826630602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/237629371826630602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-mystery.html' title='The Great Mystery'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-2935228485622292305</id><published>2007-04-18T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:26:10.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I Choose To Be Happy</title><content type='html'>Today… I choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true what they say. The worst things in life will make you a better person one way or the other. Sadly, I know that things will not probably be the same for most of us. But I am glad that I got to know all of you. Confronted some, and befriended a handful of people. Thank you for sharing your time with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone will know what’s best for you. There will always be people who will step on you to make themselves stand out. If this bothers you, then fight. As Bob Marley said, “Stand up for your right.” If you continue to let these people pull or push you down, then it’s your own fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice game. I played hard. And I think I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quitting is winning. And as I step outside, I will have no regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-2935228485622292305?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2935228485622292305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=2935228485622292305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/2935228485622292305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/2935228485622292305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-choose-to-be-happy.html' title='I Choose To Be Happy'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7126960949447467006</id><published>2007-01-07T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:43:40.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Three Little Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/RaEG6J2ekfI/AAAAAAAAACc/JlY3_9DLzqI/s1600-h/diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017299056014037490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/RaEG6J2ekfI/AAAAAAAAACc/JlY3_9DLzqI/s200/diaries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Writing my blog. Very cool weather. I'm drinking coffee. And smoking too. I'm feeling sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy memory. Crosses my mind. Some weeks ago. I met TWO. Had a blast. We went dancing. No alcohol involved. We went home. Fun all night. And all morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally with ease. I found comfort. I am safe. Then we kissed. Then we cuddled. Then fell asleep. I stayed over. The next morning. Some more cuddling. Cooked some brunch. Ate it together. Then we kissed. "See you again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something this good. Can't be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks after. We're still together. I'm in love. We're in love. This will last. I just know. After 3 years. We both waited. Now we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love. We're in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7126960949447467006?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7126960949447467006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7126960949447467006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7126960949447467006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7126960949447467006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2007/01/three-little-words.html' title='Three Little Words'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/RaEG6J2ekfI/AAAAAAAAACc/JlY3_9DLzqI/s72-c/diaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-7943960664882124510</id><published>2006-12-21T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:38:36.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Things I Got From This Job</title><content type='html'>1. Windows XP&lt;br /&gt;2. A corner space in the cube (FACE THE WALL!)&lt;br /&gt;3. The ability to pretend that I cannot hear the managers yelling "shit," "bullshit" and even "fuck" while I'm writing the minutes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post-its&lt;br /&gt;5. Cheap coffee every morning&lt;br /&gt;6. Bidet&lt;br /&gt;7. Endless supplies of paper clips&lt;br /&gt;8. Some of my peers who does not like me at all.&lt;br /&gt;10. An avergae salary&lt;br /&gt;11. Fast internet connection&lt;br /&gt;12. Nightmares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-7943960664882124510?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7943960664882124510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=7943960664882124510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7943960664882124510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/7943960664882124510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-i-got-from-this-job.html' title='Things I Got From This Job'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116539194888842981</id><published>2006-12-06T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T16:07:31.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oy oy oy oy oy</title><content type='html'>I will admit that it takes me a bit of time to be comfortable around people. I have to figure them out, decide what I can and cannot say around them, if they like me and what I can get away with. Then I become loud, talkative, a bit ridiculously in love with my own witticisms, and generally run around like a banshee making random statements that I expect others to be interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time, be ready for me April :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116539194888842981?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116539194888842981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116539194888842981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116539194888842981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116539194888842981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/12/oy-oy-oy-oy-oy.html' title='Oy oy oy oy oy'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116539025121677522</id><published>2006-12-06T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:30:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn it</title><content type='html'>“It is better to be feared than loved” - Niccolo Machiavelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fuck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should step back and reconsider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we loved (okay, "love" is freaky, let's just say "like" instead) our bosses, we would rationally confess our wrongdoings, apologize and try to offer ways the situation could be fixed or at least improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we feared our bosses we would promptly turn our cubicles into a fortress of secrecy on high-alert, engage in a massive cover-up operation. Then we would prepare to maintain a straight face during the department wide finger-pointing extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fuck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that until today, majority of the managers go on powertripping like they are on crack or speed or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116539025121677522?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116539025121677522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116539025121677522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116539025121677522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116539025121677522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/12/darn-it.html' title='darn it'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116484371060822670</id><published>2006-11-30T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:41:51.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dog named Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2931/509/1600/184408/CIMG2516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2931/509/400/323439/CIMG2516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116484371060822670?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116484371060822670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116484371060822670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116484371060822670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116484371060822670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dog-named-fish.html' title='My Dog named Fish'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116434324764438366</id><published>2006-11-24T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T09:22:42.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>I did not took the job offered to me last Wednesday. That means i have to stay at Intel. But why am I having such a great day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that I was  stubborn. Yes. I am stubborn. Stubborn to realize that I'm making right decisions. Thank you for being honest with me, even if i have to force you to tell me something negative about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116434324764438366?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116434324764438366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116434324764438366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116434324764438366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116434324764438366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116332921428267499</id><published>2006-11-12T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:33:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>One Chicken = Manok&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Chicken = Menok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116332921428267499?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116332921428267499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116332921428267499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116332921428267499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116332921428267499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116253836093042013</id><published>2006-11-03T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:21:39.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit Me</title><content type='html'>Men are responsible for eight out of every 10 cases of violence against women in the Philippines (Lee 2004) and are largely responsible for violence inflicted on children and men. A recent survey indicated 47.2 percent of Filipino women had, in their lifetimes, experienced psychological abuse or physical violence from their intimate partners (Serquina-Ramiro, Madrid, &amp; Amarillo 2004). Twenty-nine percent of women in the survey had experienced violence/abuse inflicted by their current partner in the past year, and of those cases, 31 percent and 68 percent experienced physical and psychological abuse respectively. Existing data indicates that violence against women is a pervasive social problem, with enormous direct and indirect costs to Philippine communities and society (Mallorca-Bernabe 2005). The Philippine Government spends an estimated 6 billion pesos on medical and psychological interventions for violence against women. Government and non-government interventions to reduce DV (domestic violence) have included: advocacy, education and information dissemination; counselling; gender sensitivity training; family dialogues; and shelter, legal, police and medical assistance (Lee 2004).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nula Dee, "Gender, Filipino men, and domestic violence"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116253836093042013?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116253836093042013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116253836093042013&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116253836093042013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116253836093042013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/hit-me.html' title='Hit Me'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116242226054471502</id><published>2006-11-02T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:58:00.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syet</title><content type='html'>putanginayokonasumasakitnaulokogustokonasumukoayokonapumasokperowalakongmagawakasiwalapakongbagongtrabahoperokontinalangmagreresignalangakobahalana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116242226054471502?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116242226054471502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116242226054471502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116242226054471502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116242226054471502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/11/syet.html' title='Syet'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116224932327664022</id><published>2006-10-31T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:02:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolly Good Fellows</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For He's A Jolly Good Fellow:&lt;/strong&gt; To my supervisor, Rhaleigh. HE will be leaving our company, and will be living abroad, in Australia. Good luck boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For He's A Jolly Good Fellow:&lt;/strong&gt; To Jowell, good luck sir. We will miss your horse playing at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For She's A Jolly Good Fellow:&lt;/strong&gt; To KJ, I really don't know you that well, but hey, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;Which Nobody Can't Deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 people will be leaving our group. And no one will replace them. I mean, their job will be given to another person. Sooner or later, that other person will leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how will you guys deal with these lost? Yes, our company will survive without them. But there's a problem that you're not solving. Sooner or later, more people will leave our group. Sooner or later, everyone will be burnt out. We already lost 8 people just this year. And i promise you this, a couple more will leave before the year ends. I'm sad that this is happening in our company. Our company that I once loved. A teambuilding activity will not solve this problem. People will say that this is just reality, that an employee resigns. The question is how do you keep them. How do you make them happy as much as you can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116224932327664022?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116224932327664022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116224932327664022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116224932327664022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116224932327664022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/jolly-good-fellows.html' title='Jolly Good Fellows'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116193680761459397</id><published>2006-10-27T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:54:24.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda Baby</title><content type='html'>Hahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MTUwNTkx"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MTUwNTkx" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116193680761459397?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116193680761459397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116193680761459397&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116193680761459397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116193680761459397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/panda-baby.html' title='Panda Baby'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116159702874427430</id><published>2006-10-23T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T15:33:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;[SMS Exchanges, not exactly what was written.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Hey! What are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;B: Doing the AVP. Won’t go to Cavite tomorrow. I might watch this indie movie tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: I love indie films. Do you have extra tickets?&lt;br /&gt;B: My friend said that I can bring my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: I’ll text you later if I can go. What time does the movie start?&lt;br /&gt;B: Starts at 8pm. I’ll get the tickets by 730.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After 2 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Hey. I decided to go. I mean, is it okay? I think I’m inviting myself in this movie gimmick.&lt;br /&gt;B: No it’s okay. See you around 730&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I decided to meet B. Unplanned. Main objective is just to watch that indie film. Group hang. Gimmick with friends. Not a date. Just movie and late night coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met B at the mall at 8pm. People are lining up already. B asked me if I still want to watch the indie film. I said we should just watch another film. Departed will start at 930pm. So that’s 1.5 hrs before the movie starts. I asked if we can have dinner. Well, B already had dinner. Anyway, we decided to go to Teriyaki Boy. I ordered tofu and bacon-wrapped asparugus while B ordered some Maki. Both of us were quiet. Really freakishly quiet. After a while, we begun talking, and talking. We left Teriyaki Boy around 930pm, decided to skip the movie and just get some coffee at SBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B bought us frappe (double choco mint!!!!). I asked if we can hang-out outside because I have to smoke (B does not smoke so I was a bit shy when I asked if we can just sit outside). We began talking, staring at each other, having a very nice time. At one point, B discovered my imperfections that no one ever noticed. My bowling-pins-like fingers and my lisp abnormality. The whole time, B kept on impersonating my lisp. I was not offended at all, it was actually funny. We talked about work, about college, about my fingers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B started to massage my hands. I was a bit hesitant because my hands were getting sweaty (sorry, pasmado… or was it tensyonado?). We talked some more. I was puffing smoke, B was burning the plant leaves. Talk. Stare. Talk. Stare. I was staring at B's eyes, B was staring.... at my neck. Hahaha... "Nice neck," said B. Then B pulled my dog tag. I thought... thought that B will pull me really close to kiss me. No... B was just playing with my dog tag, like it was a dog leash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I took B’s hand and played thumb-wrestling. I lost! Darn it! My hands were too relaxed after the hand massage. Cheat! I demand for a  rematch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never let go of B’s hand, massaged it, held it, took it and rested on it. Then, I dunno what came to me, I kissed B’s hand. It was an MTV-like moment (or a Videoke background movie skit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost 1am when we decided to head home. B lives in Mandaluyong, I live in Cavite. I got home around 2am. B was still awake when i sent an SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Thank you B. I dunno what I felt. It was nice. Really nice.&lt;br /&gt;B: Thank you D. Yeah, I dunno what we have back there. It felt good. It felt right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;B, you’re my happy pill! Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let down your guard just a little&lt;br /&gt;I keep you safe in these arms of mine&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me - pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;You will see I can be all you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/815/full/U2FsdGVkX18nuJD3pbTPwaSdIHXlvaH2HQqiwIHsjH.BknFyiOt6mg==/John%20Legend%20-%20Save%20Room.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John Legend – Save Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or go to &lt;a href="http://mrdj.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MrDJ's Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Music&gt; Faves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116159702874427430?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116159702874427430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116159702874427430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116159702874427430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116159702874427430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-pill.html' title='Happy Pill'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116131441319342282</id><published>2006-10-20T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:20:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgy Porgie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/oh_george.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/oh_george.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116131441319342282?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://people.aol.com/people/article/0,26334,1548317,00.html' title='Georgy Porgie'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116131441319342282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116131441319342282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116131441319342282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116131441319342282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/georgy-porgie.html' title='Georgy Porgie'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116122799280969749</id><published>2006-10-19T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:19:53.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- START: Prison Break --&gt;&lt;table border=0 bgcolor=D1D1FE cellpadding=3 cellspacing=1&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=0 bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle&gt;&lt;a target=_new href=http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=19870&gt;&lt;img border=0 src=http://www.i-am-bored.com/art/icon_0a.gif width=25 height=25&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=middle&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=verdana color=white&gt;&lt;a target=_new href=http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=19870&gt;&lt;font color=D1D1FE&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prison Break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Escape from prison (based on the TV show).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!-- END: Prison Break --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116122799280969749?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116122799280969749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116122799280969749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116122799280969749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116122799280969749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116112570241040217</id><published>2006-10-18T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:39:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call for Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Pirillo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Pirillo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Pirillo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hellyeahbitch.com/archives/2005/05/171609"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just testing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll run another test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candyman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candyman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candyman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beetlejuice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beetlejuice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beetlejuice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloody Mary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloody Mary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloody Mary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's No Place Like Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's No Place Like Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's No Place Like Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just wait and see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116112570241040217?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116112570241040217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116112570241040217&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116112570241040217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116112570241040217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/call-for-help.html' title='Call for Help'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116106996359041096</id><published>2006-10-17T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:26:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Show Music Guide 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Grey's Anatomy - "What I Am"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/800/full/U2FsdGVkX19f6BMMrV7dLutnpiI,ivSe7r,0FesTyO2t4oVGRk3Q4Q==/Camera%20Obscura%20-%20If%20Looks%20Could%20Kill.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Camera Obscura - If Looks Could Kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/801/full/U2FsdGVkX19yuQ0x,OXPDZ9aNYoO,4mgx9lFobO.jiqGygMc8Va4Gg==/The%20Gossip%20-%20Standing%20In%20The%20Way%20Of%20Control.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Gossip - Standing In The Way Of Control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/799/full/U2FsdGVkX1,kc8ceOVBLezS01XThlqDRhah43tWkInBXJ3,PW0WSVg==/AU%20Revoir%20Simone%20-%20Back%20in%20Time.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Au Revoir Simone - Back In Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/802/full/U2FsdGVkX19hkUA7RUerTD39rKuoa65pu1L,5yaj97TD7vlp5ZMrPw==/TV%20on%20the%20Radio%20-%20Province.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;TV on the Radio - Province&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/803/full/U2FsdGVkX19txkRqQBojMr3Wu,vSfLuLNNrNgBMLzBaNhDHnFdIv7Q==/Mindy%20Smith%20-%20Fall%20for%20Nothing.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mindy Smith - Fall For Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/804/full/U2FsdGVkX19odNHyiecn6j9eP1upQ,Ye1NlQ1Ss3VLuL6Awna,j6Dw==/05%20So_Lo%20WEB%20SAMPLE.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kate Havnevik - So:Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(sampler only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brothers and Sisters - "Family Portrait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/805/full/U2FsdGVkX1.ngsH9pzkSFSwjdQFDEbdZAwrKEWQcv1o9UuflCxOLtw==/Neil%20Young%20-%20Helpless.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Neil Young - Helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brothers and Sisters - "Affairs of State"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/806/full/U2FsdGVkX1.WT149b1Y3LrVU7rQU3eoRJjUJ85cxPsGTC0szvOvvgQ==/02-Super%20Duper%20Love.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Joss Stone - Super Duper Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/807/full/U2FsdGVkX19nzwqw519D,M87fc0QxOXXQxPSFT3S.CLIvntGxX,Cgw==/Aqualung%20-%20Easier%20To%20Lie.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aqualung - Easier to Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Tree Hill - "Good News For People Who Love Bad News"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/808/full/U2FsdGVkX1,btWj9QnTuiFMZXa1nnZiLFy9FqNJxMZijlBadEMSWcg==/02-the_wreckers-way_back_home.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Wreckers - Way Back Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/809/full/U2FsdGVkX1,M3VVIMx60oKkGeIQynGPP7LhzTkbW9Z1jrfPTJyCN0g==/06%20-%20placebo%20-%20post%20blue.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Placebo - Post Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/810/full/U2FsdGVkX18IsIM6efe0KZXzf5PjeiVVW3yTyfTdGASCqYlM.FJd1g==/Matt%20Kearney%20-%20Won%27t%20Back%20Down.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mat Kearney - Won't Back Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smallville - “Wither”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/811/full/U2FsdGVkX1.0E2F46a9nTJUjRGmuP,r.6EE67rA8R5XS4WZy.h4REw==/hurt.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Nine Inch Nails - Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/812/full/U2FsdGVkX19uc042bzf,pvtOa0LY2ok,SGCBXXFhpGhBT2bj1zJf.w==/The%20All-American%20Rejects%20-%20It%20Ends%20Tonight.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The All-American Rejects – It Ends Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or go to &lt;a href="http://mrdj.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;MrDJ’s Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;account, Music Section,  if you experience broken links.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116106996359041096?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116106996359041096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116106996359041096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116106996359041096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116106996359041096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/tv-show-music-guide-3.html' title='TV Show Music Guide 3'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116104119996660474</id><published>2006-10-17T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:56:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>Just feeling extra positive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/CIMG1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/200/CIMG1901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116104119996660474?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116104119996660474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116104119996660474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116104119996660474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116104119996660474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116097423606197674</id><published>2006-10-16T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T15:36:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.I.M.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/CIMG1903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/320/CIMG1903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrDJ is a PIMP. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the mall last Saturday. Too many "Jumping Jollogs" at the mall. 3-day sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of nice gray striped slacks, black semi-formal leather shoes, black long-sleeved polo, and dark aviators. Nice... I decided to have a week long "yuppie" get-up at the office. Most of the people here at the office waer plain shirts and jeans. Wearing a "yuppie" get-up might help me feel more professional (and more mature) than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another form of therapy on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at my college yearbook last night. I borrowed a quote from Dr. Seuss... I guess this quote best explains whatever's written in this blog. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ARE READING THIS... This is MY blog. Get your own. It's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116097423606197674?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116097423606197674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116097423606197674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116097423606197674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116097423606197674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/pimp.html' title='P.I.M.P.'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116095868887144318</id><published>2006-10-16T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T08:31:31.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive</title><content type='html'>I know that I’ve been blogging a lot about my work and how do not not hate it. About my colleagues, about my tasks, about management changes. I’ve been dragging this negativity for the past year or so. The only good thing about ranting about work is that I don’t need to get fired up at the office and start to become unprofessional. I blog, I rant, I publish my posts, and I move on until the next office drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, I’ll write about 2 positive things that my employer gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career Development. I already lead teams (locally and globally) that made positive changes in our business process and saved millions of capital based from our productivity projects. I learned how to adapt to different cultures. I learned that to be able to get what you want, you must communicate effectively. My career went through rough cycles but as I look at myself right now, I can proudly say that I’m successful with what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Travels. Trip in Arizona last 2005 for a business meeting face-to-face and some benchmarking projects with the fabrication factory. After a year, I went back to the US, this time in San Diego for a business conference. Those trips were very memorable and helped me in my career. I know I earn those business travels. It’s how you can position yourself to get those business travels abroad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be forever thankful for these things. This helped me boost my resume. Harhar! I still plan to move out but I’m not sure when to be exact. What will make me stay? If they move me to marketing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive. Positive. Positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while waiting for a new job to come, I think I need to make some positive changes as well. I’ll TRY to stop blogging about work and about my colleagues. I’ll let them rest in peace. I know that by now, all of them have been reading my blog. ALL OF THEM. That includes the managers. Am I worried? A little. But let’s go back to the concept of a blog. It’s an online journal, your personal online journal that you want to share to anyone out there. Looking for a feedback from an outsider. A blog can also be a group site, a download site, a pic blog. Type BLOG in Google and you’ll have a million hits. So, leave my blog alone if you’re not prepared to read my personal thoughts. I tell you, they are harsh because it’s true and it’s real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive. Positive. Positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy new sets of clothes. I know that the clothes doesn’t make a person but you know what, I feel really good and empowered when I wear long sleeved shirts, slacks (or khakis) and leather shoes (don’t wear brown leather with black/gray pants… please). I’ve been doing my “power dressing” every time I have to present my analysis. I guess I just need to suit up more often. So Van, you’ll see me combing my hair more often. Harhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I’ll increase my professional maturity 2 notches up. Silent treatment for a couple of people. I am not obliged to befriend all of my officemates. I don’t even need to like them. I just need to work with them so as long as they can provide me with what I need (vice versa), we’re okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So less office drama in this blog. More personal stuff which I think is better than work related posts. More MP3s!!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog. My free space. If you do not like reading my posts then click the button in the upper right side of the screen which says “NEXT BLOG” or you can just close your web browser. Or better yet, get yourself your own blog and write about how you hate me. For all I care. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive. Positive. Positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...maybe until next week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116095868887144318?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116095868887144318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116095868887144318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116095868887144318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116095868887144318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/positive.html' title='Positive'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116060726592005499</id><published>2006-10-13T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T08:08:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night... I Dyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/CIMG1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/320/CIMG1761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair back to black. The hair dye carton box said that it will make my hair look dark brown but my hair turned out black. BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unable to write anything yesterday. I was really busy (and bitchy) this week due to the pseudo merge of 2 factories in our company. My work will not change (I’ll give it 1 month, there might be another change). Actually, 2 weeks from now, I’ll have 1 additional role as the New Product IE for Intel Core 2 Duo Mobile (Extreme?). But I will still be handling this temp role as resource requirement planning IE analyst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of temp and new roles, no updates yet from K and P. I already emailed P and asked for updates after I passed their exam a month ago. As for K, I called their HR and they told me that the shortlist will be released this week. Note to self: Call K and P by Friday or Monday. Now… temp jobs? I was also looking for temp jobs just in case I fuck my brains out here at work. I asked my uncle if they have job openings at D and he told me to visit their website. So much for networking. He also mentioned that by January, M will have an office in Makati. Maybe I’ll apply there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a year since we were looking for new jobs. I told T yesterday that she should consider the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Get paid by being a surrogate.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Apply for a maternity leave. While on leave, look for a new job.&lt;br /&gt;(3) After the leave expires, apply for a terminal leave.&lt;br /&gt;(4) During terminal leave, look for a job.&lt;br /&gt;(5) If job search fails, go back to step 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T, you should consider this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward on Saturday. I’ll be half-finishing my room design in the morning, house warming lunch party at noon, possible date in the evening (date or group hang or whatever).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116060726592005499?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116060726592005499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116060726592005499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116060726592005499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116060726592005499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-night-i-dyed.html' title='Last Night... I Dyed'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116064108819386607</id><published>2006-10-12T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:42:29.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess That Song Uno</title><content type='html'>I love this song. Been playing in my head the whole day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.mrdj.multiply.com/song/1/796/full/U2FsdGVkX1,JtPdFXcWtwngZjacdVLgWhjM2iqF9G93l8wNgoTVVMg==/Raul%20Midon%20-%20Keep%20On%20Hoping%20%28With%20Jason%20Mraz%29.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Raul Midon feat Jason Mraz - Keep On Holding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MP3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116064108819386607?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116064108819386607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116064108819386607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116064108819386607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116064108819386607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/guess-that-song-uno.html' title='Guess That Song Uno'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116045337389589265</id><published>2006-10-10T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:08:15.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MrDJ - Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/priceless.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/priceless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116045337389589265?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116045337389589265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116045337389589265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116045337389589265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116045337389589265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/mrdj-priceless.html' title='MrDJ - Priceless'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116043988787445663</id><published>2006-10-10T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T08:24:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure and Pain</title><content type='html'>The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith Grey&lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy Season 3&lt;br /&gt;Episode 3: Sometimes a Fantasy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116043988787445663?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116043988787445663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116043988787445663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116043988787445663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116043988787445663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/pleasure-and-pain.html' title='Pleasure and Pain'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21572707.post-116043924327486646</id><published>2006-10-10T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T08:14:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisonbreak Break</title><content type='html'>No Prisonbreak tonight... Baseball... Darn it!&lt;br /&gt;Prisonbreak returns 2 weeks from now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/PB-Break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/320/PB-Break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21572707-116043924327486646?l=jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/116043924327486646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21572707&amp;postID=116043924327486646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116043924327486646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21572707/posts/default/116043924327486646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeepneydiaries.blogspot.com/2006/10/prisonbreak-break.html' title='Prisonbreak Break'/><author><name>-DJDiaz-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05220027780701652112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5A_r9eN6NfI/SlNl_Y7agVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/dRX61C-KhjM/S220/djd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
