Tuesday, December 30, 2003
//random motion
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What a great Fantasy NBA day today! Jamal Crawford posting a career high 12 assists, Kirk Hinrich with four treys from outside the arc, Antonio Davis posting a double-double performance, Ben Wallace with 18 caroms, Andrei Kirilenko (AK-47) posting 15 points, 7 rebounds, 2 steals and 4 blocks, and my rebounding small guy Quentin Richardson leading the Clippers with 24 points, 12 rebounds. What more can I ask for? A lot. For Allen Iverson and Gilbert Arenas to start playing again (mahn, just when Arenas was having a breakout season, and the Answer leading the league in scoring and in steals), for someone to offer a good trade for Theo Ratliff (It's nice to have him around, being the second best shot blocker and all... but Wallace and Kirilenko are 1 and 3 respectively, and they're both fantasy beasts), and for Antonio McDyess to finally get back to his old slamma-jamma self. I'm still 6th ouf of 10 teams in the Buko league. Not good enough. Wasted a damn pick on Darko Milicic who turned out to be Detroit's sitting duck.
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Had a nice cyber-conversation with a friend yesterday.
My favorite yosi partner, even as we work 120 kilometers apart, has always been talkative. We talk a lot, but she nevers talks about herself. Yesterday, she opened up a bit.
Tragedy has a way of shaping us, and helping us discover our true selves. The way people react to life's surprises, from minor bumps in the road to a life-changing intersection with sorrow, says a lot.
My friend, she's trying to be strong. Maybe she is strong, but as I found out in one of college's toughest engineering subjects, there's such a thing as a fatigue limit. "A metal will eventually reach failure when subjected to repeated loads, depending on the magnitude of that load, and on the material composition of the object."
She talked about the toughest load she carries upon her shoulders. Not too long ago, she was telling me about how difficult it was to keep up with people's expectations. How it sometimes wekaens the soul to always pretend to be strong, when deep inside, the spirit is about to cave in. Yesterday, she talked about her life, and I was glad she trusted me. i could only hope that by being there, I was able to help her extend her fatigue limit.
People are like metals. Once subjected to extreme conditions, people change. Like in metallurgy, there's a delicate combination of temperature and time that will determine whether or not the material will change into something softer, something hard but very brittle, or into something tough and strong.
I know now that my friend is like stainless steel. Tempered, but strong. Light, but tough. Shiny and bright, and will stand the test of time.
Happy Birthday, stainless steel friend. =)
What a great Fantasy NBA day today! Jamal Crawford posting a career high 12 assists, Kirk Hinrich with four treys from outside the arc, Antonio Davis posting a double-double performance, Ben Wallace with 18 caroms, Andrei Kirilenko (AK-47) posting 15 points, 7 rebounds, 2 steals and 4 blocks, and my rebounding small guy Quentin Richardson leading the Clippers with 24 points, 12 rebounds. What more can I ask for? A lot. For Allen Iverson and Gilbert Arenas to start playing again (mahn, just when Arenas was having a breakout season, and the Answer leading the league in scoring and in steals), for someone to offer a good trade for Theo Ratliff (It's nice to have him around, being the second best shot blocker and all... but Wallace and Kirilenko are 1 and 3 respectively, and they're both fantasy beasts), and for Antonio McDyess to finally get back to his old slamma-jamma self. I'm still 6th ouf of 10 teams in the Buko league. Not good enough. Wasted a damn pick on Darko Milicic who turned out to be Detroit's sitting duck.
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Had a nice cyber-conversation with a friend yesterday.
My favorite yosi partner, even as we work 120 kilometers apart, has always been talkative. We talk a lot, but she nevers talks about herself. Yesterday, she opened up a bit.
Tragedy has a way of shaping us, and helping us discover our true selves. The way people react to life's surprises, from minor bumps in the road to a life-changing intersection with sorrow, says a lot.
My friend, she's trying to be strong. Maybe she is strong, but as I found out in one of college's toughest engineering subjects, there's such a thing as a fatigue limit. "A metal will eventually reach failure when subjected to repeated loads, depending on the magnitude of that load, and on the material composition of the object."
She talked about the toughest load she carries upon her shoulders. Not too long ago, she was telling me about how difficult it was to keep up with people's expectations. How it sometimes wekaens the soul to always pretend to be strong, when deep inside, the spirit is about to cave in. Yesterday, she talked about her life, and I was glad she trusted me. i could only hope that by being there, I was able to help her extend her fatigue limit.
People are like metals. Once subjected to extreme conditions, people change. Like in metallurgy, there's a delicate combination of temperature and time that will determine whether or not the material will change into something softer, something hard but very brittle, or into something tough and strong.
I know now that my friend is like stainless steel. Tempered, but strong. Light, but tough. Shiny and bright, and will stand the test of time.
Happy Birthday, stainless steel friend. =)
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Tuesday, December 23, 2003
//presenting the refinery geeks
ever wonder how it is to live and work in a refinery 100 km away from manila?
boring, you say?
check out our refinery geeks pics...
we are the promdis. and we are a zany breed of refinery geeks and weekend warriors.
boring, you say?
check out our refinery geeks pics...
we are the promdis. and we are a zany breed of refinery geeks and weekend warriors.
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Monday, December 08, 2003
//checklist for users
I am userblind.
I've never met anyone who's colorblind. It must be really annoying to have never seen the teapot in that colorblindness test all your life.
Some people are born colorblind and they can't do anything about it. User-blind people like me, never realize it until it hits them.
Last weekend, it hit me. And the feeling really sucks. Someone whom I've always thought to have some cosmic connection with, completely destroyed any affection I had for her, because of one stupid lapse.
Strike three.
I'm no longer putting up with her crap.
Which is bad news for her, because she just lost any possible use she could have out of me.
I was userblind.
Not that she already did use me, but she could have. Hey, she was a couple of weeks away from plucking me out of my precious weekend sleep, just to help her pick out some stupid decoration that she wanted for her bedroom.
Here's my checklist for users.
1. Be friendly. Be VERY friendly.
2. Oh, and always remember, they're not resources. They're "friends."
3. Does one of your "friends" appear infatuated with you? Feed his illusion. He'll be useful for something, eventually.
4. Remember: everyone is always useful for something.
5. Laugh at their jokes. Laugh hard if you must. Make them think you're having a great time.
6. Be wittingly unavailable. Don't return messages if it is not to your advantage. Is your "friend" running to you for help? Make up an excuse.
7. Promise your friends to show up, but don't. Be consistently late. This will send them the message that you probably won't be there when you need them. Or you'll be late. Hey, they don't use you. You use them.
8. Does your "friend" have friends? Be friendly with them. Follow guidelines above.
I'm no longer userblind. I can see her clearly, and she's not a teapot hidden in the circular specks of red, blue and green. She's that sweet little thing laughing hard after you crack a joke. Only, it wasn't the joke. You are the joke.
I've never met anyone who's colorblind. It must be really annoying to have never seen the teapot in that colorblindness test all your life.
Some people are born colorblind and they can't do anything about it. User-blind people like me, never realize it until it hits them.
Last weekend, it hit me. And the feeling really sucks. Someone whom I've always thought to have some cosmic connection with, completely destroyed any affection I had for her, because of one stupid lapse.
Strike three.
I'm no longer putting up with her crap.
Which is bad news for her, because she just lost any possible use she could have out of me.
I was userblind.
Not that she already did use me, but she could have. Hey, she was a couple of weeks away from plucking me out of my precious weekend sleep, just to help her pick out some stupid decoration that she wanted for her bedroom.
Here's my checklist for users.
1. Be friendly. Be VERY friendly.
2. Oh, and always remember, they're not resources. They're "friends."
3. Does one of your "friends" appear infatuated with you? Feed his illusion. He'll be useful for something, eventually.
4. Remember: everyone is always useful for something.
5. Laugh at their jokes. Laugh hard if you must. Make them think you're having a great time.
6. Be wittingly unavailable. Don't return messages if it is not to your advantage. Is your "friend" running to you for help? Make up an excuse.
7. Promise your friends to show up, but don't. Be consistently late. This will send them the message that you probably won't be there when you need them. Or you'll be late. Hey, they don't use you. You use them.
8. Does your "friend" have friends? Be friendly with them. Follow guidelines above.
I'm no longer userblind. I can see her clearly, and she's not a teapot hidden in the circular specks of red, blue and green. She's that sweet little thing laughing hard after you crack a joke. Only, it wasn't the joke. You are the joke.
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Wednesday, December 03, 2003
//last song mania
they should sing this song for me... =)
Livin' It Up
I finally got my life together
Scraped my heart up off the floor
My attitude is so much better
And I hardly ever cry the way I did before
*
Cuz I'm livin' it up
Having my self up
Livin' it up
Right from the women to the wine
Livin' out all those fantasies I never did get to
Crazy things I never got to do
Got my self a new persona
Took the service off my phone
These days I live the way I wanna
And I'd do just fine as long as I'm not left alone
(*repeat)
Every now and then I must confess
I'm not up to all this happiness
Sometimes I wonder if the place I'm at is where I do belong
Don't get me wrong
Livin' it up
Havin my self a time
Livin' it up
Light from the women to the wine
Livin' out all those fantasies I never did get to
But it don't seem living without you
Livin' It Up
I finally got my life together
Scraped my heart up off the floor
My attitude is so much better
And I hardly ever cry the way I did before
*
Cuz I'm livin' it up
Having my self up
Livin' it up
Right from the women to the wine
Livin' out all those fantasies I never did get to
Crazy things I never got to do
Got my self a new persona
Took the service off my phone
These days I live the way I wanna
And I'd do just fine as long as I'm not left alone
(*repeat)
Every now and then I must confess
I'm not up to all this happiness
Sometimes I wonder if the place I'm at is where I do belong
Don't get me wrong
Livin' it up
Havin my self a time
Livin' it up
Light from the women to the wine
Livin' out all those fantasies I never did get to
But it don't seem living without you
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//last song syndrome
got a pretty nice song playing in my head...
What Might Have Been
Artist : Lou Pardini
Somewhere, lost in the wind
I'm watching you
Sunlight touching your hair
And I remember
Somehow, we said that we would never stray
But somehow we lost our way
Promises too often spoken
Are easily broken apart
I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be
A fool wondering what might have been
Trace of forever lingering
Drawing me closer to you
A new beginning
Now I know
There is no doubt I understand
Just how fragile love can be
I can't forget
Your mem'ry found me
Now I know where I belong
I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be a fool wondering
What might have been
Through every day, into the night
With only love to guide us
I'm ready to go, coz I've got to know
What might have been
Let the lovin' decide, I can't run, I can't hide
I want you to know
My heart will show that I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be, a fool wondering what might have been
I've searched everywhere, and nothing compares
When we've got love to guide us
I'm ready to go, coz I wanna know what might have been
I'm wondering what might have been
We're gonna find what might have been
Oh I wanna know what might have been.
What Might Have Been
Artist : Lou Pardini
Somewhere, lost in the wind
I'm watching you
Sunlight touching your hair
And I remember
Somehow, we said that we would never stray
But somehow we lost our way
Promises too often spoken
Are easily broken apart
I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be
A fool wondering what might have been
Trace of forever lingering
Drawing me closer to you
A new beginning
Now I know
There is no doubt I understand
Just how fragile love can be
I can't forget
Your mem'ry found me
Now I know where I belong
I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be a fool wondering
What might have been
Through every day, into the night
With only love to guide us
I'm ready to go, coz I've got to know
What might have been
Let the lovin' decide, I can't run, I can't hide
I want you to know
My heart will show that I'm ready this time
I know that I'm no longer undecided
Don't wanna be, a fool wondering what might have been
I've searched everywhere, and nothing compares
When we've got love to guide us
I'm ready to go, coz I wanna know what might have been
I'm wondering what might have been
We're gonna find what might have been
Oh I wanna know what might have been.
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