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Dan Hellbound
on March 17, 2008
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My deranged being is still alive, in terms of physical aspects. My heart is beating normally, I still have 20/20 vision, I can smell Joe Malone from about 20 feet afar and possibly vomit from it, and I can taste yummy sushi and chicken flesh.

I just needed to stop blogging for a month for a reason.

I was in some soul searching on a desert of white sand dominated by the red sky and black clouds a few weeks back, realizing that I should loosen up for a bit and spend some quality time laughing at other people’s misery. Er, spending quality time with my close friends.  This juggling of words I always do on Malebolge is depriving my social well-being.

But then again, I am here, typing away some thoughts on this blog. A habit would be really difficult to rehabilitate, wouldn’t be?

So, this is my return post. Here I go again.

I’m Dan Hellbound. I can’t think of a good title for this post, so there. Not even a good post entirely.

Melodrama II: Other One Says.

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Dan Hellbound
on February 20, 2008
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My friend, it is too early to tell “I LOVE YOU” to someone you met just a month ago.

You see… You have your heart broken a couple of times. Yes, two times are a few in numbers, but the pain itself can never be measured by words or even statistics. It’s all because you expected too much. And the fact that people are telling you to let things happen for itself and you wouldn’t learn from it.

You don’t want to do the same mistake again, do you? I bet my butt you’ll being saying “No” at me.

Therefore, the solution is to apply your methodical being into this situation. Like how you eat your food or delaying your blog post publishing, take it slowly and easy. Just make sure you feel your presence at her and exchange words with her, nonsense or with sense. Communication is the key.

Enjoy all the text messages. Enjoy all the online conversations running until midnight. Enjoy all the lunch breaks. Enjoy all the train rides every after class. Enjoy the special dates. Enjoy all the cuddling, the patting in the head, the poking in the fingernails [and arms, hands, cheeks…], and the holding of hands during you and your significant other’s private time. Just enjoy being together.

Remember your date with her recently? The moon is staring over you and her at the balcony, people are walking around the baywalk area beside the mall, and you are whispering words with her while you’re hugging her very tightly.

Twin, I know… That you know that you like. You don’t know if the relationship will work that well.

We have the rest of our lives to find that out.

The both of you smiled, and hugged each other even tighter. That’s the highlight of you and your friend’s first date, you told me. Funny thing is, Mexican music is playing over the bar beside the balcony you and your twin are with.

Anyway… See? That’s a sign for things to come. Good things to come, that is. Or sort of?

Anyway, just enjoy being with her. I know she’s enjoying her time with you, as well. Relax. You and your “twin” will get “there”. Chances are it will.

By the way, you oh-so in love. Awkward. That’s so not you.

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I’m Dan Hellbound.

Melodrama I: Between Two Lines.

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Dan Hellbound
on February 13, 2008
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Naomi[1] was with me on one cold Monday evening, setting me in the melodramatic mood with her new playlist fitting for upcoming occasion, St. Valentine’s Day. What a way to relax for a bit with all of the bundle of work stacked upon my table.

My favorite mellow song, “One Thing” by Finger Eleven, was being played after the third song. The gentle acoustic guitar riffs instantly flashed an image of a friend[2]. That friend happened to be someone special to me - even more special than my closest friends - even though we only knew each other for, like, a month and half only. She happened to be the one I really like for almost half a year, that’s why.

The way she dresses in a eccentric manner, the way her long, a-bit-curly hair rests on her shoulders, the way she smiles and giggles, the way she stares, her gentle voice… She had me with all of that. And I got to know her more, letting my admiration for her going deeper.

Other than that, words can’t really depress how much I love her.

Continue reading ‘Melodrama I: Between Two Lines.’

  1. This is my iPod Nano. Thank you.[↩]
  2. Other than being my most special friend, I also call her my “twin”. We have lots of similarities, and I mean A LOT.[↩]