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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. =)


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