freshly squeezed

last time i wrote a post this early in the morning, while my brain is still free of clutter, was a very long time ago. can't really say there's a lot swishing about in the head though, enough to actually bring about a decent post. um...

well, i need a definite career path. that seems to be something. though working as an auditor for the family serves as a means to an end, i don't think i will end happy, or better yet, feeling fulfilled. money doesn't seem to be a good enough driving force for me since, well, i really suck at handling it. what i have found out though, i am creative and thirst for new experiences. i guess this would explain the random sketches in the middle of the day, as well as the obsession with running and the gradual experimentation to barefoot running. i once feared falling to the adage, jack of all trades; master of none, but yet, i seem to be fitting that mold perfectly. i know a lot apparently, enough to form an opinion about a gamut of things, however, what i know is still short to support a probably factual debate. i don't think i even have enough to win a game of trivial pursuit...

i think i am also taking a break from the relationships-game. it's getting too much in the way of normal life and really just wastes too much of my energy. with all the worrying, the thinking, the drama... really, i think i'd just channel that strength to something more constructive, maybe, like building a better spiritual life of improve on my running form and my overall fitness.

speaking of overall fitness, i think i should finally take this seriously.... getting abs. hahahahaha, i know i often avoid sounding shallow but since getting that washboard torso seems to be the HARDEST thing to do, and considering i have this hunger for punishment... i'm just thinking, why not? i have been working out for 8 years now and have on some occasions seen tell-tale signs of the coveted loaf peeking thru, but never really got serious in building on them. what for, i thought. but now... well, just because i'm getting bored with my regimen, i think i will try to aim for that magazine-cover worthy 6-pack. not that i have desires of having them advertised (just like how most men i meet do), but the sense of fulfillment is definitely something i am gunning for.

just bought the issue of men's health philippines with carl guevara on the cover. OMFG. i want him now. ahahahaha, his body on mine i mean, well, no, not THAT WAY. i mean, i want to get a body like that for myself... no, that didn't sound right either! ARRRGH, i want my body to be just like that, is what i want to say.


gaaaad.... i wouldn't mind getting a face like that as well (just look at that JAW *drool*) ... hahahahaha.