Sunday, April 5, 2009

Day 87... it's getting deeper.

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Very deep...

The darkness somehow gave out new light that made things more clear for me. I still had the same issues dealing with the intro of the song, and tend to keep it that way until I'm fulfilled.

" It's the 53rd day of my 232-day journey to nowhere and i somehow see a light to where i am supposed to be "

This time things are getting brighter and shapes are getting visible. I'm starting to realize what is the essence of being wrong in the right time and being right at the wrong time. It really sets the balance between faith and dedication. Faith that you can do good with your best, dedication that you know you get to do it again tomorrow, better, the day after that.

Being in-love is one thing, staying in-love is another. Much like your passion for sport, i love mountain biking, and i climb the same mountain everyday. Sometimes, seeing the same stuff, doing the same thing is boring, but looking at the results of that makes me go back out tomorrow and do it again.

A relationship is much like mountain biking on a new mountain. You start slow with a low gear, then work your way up to the peak for a few runs. Few stops are needed to catch your breath, some rest, massage and some water. Once you get used to that mountain, you rather move to a higher gear instead of moving to another mountain for another challenge since you already know the way and the mood of the path.

You just have to find new ways to make it work and not find another. You may also go for another trail, but still you are in the same mountain, all pointing out to leaving your comfort zone but not leaving the mountain.

Question is why? Well here are some thoughts:

You respect the wrath of nature.
You know the road well.
If a storm comes, you know the limit of the trail.
Better priced success when you reach the peak.
You can have anyone ride along with you, and you still feel that the mountain was made for you.

- much like loving the place just because you need it, but needing the place because you love it.

Against all odds, not even a hail storm will prevent you from not riding your mountain, much like faith and dedication.

What is this phuck all about? go figure :) like what i said, random thoughts.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Saying no to acoholic beverages...


Yep, that's the phuckin culprit that ruined my day. Had purfect runs, but why did I have to say "yess" to my cousin wanting to get boozed...

It started with an after-shift ride to my hometown to fetch my niece, mom and little sister. Okay lets cut the sh!t, I had about 3 liters of this horse and got so wasted, I cannot even focus my vision on anything. BUT, had to go to work so had a 4-hour sleep, got geared up then ride to work. Once in i had a cup of hot noodle soup, beef, then a bottle of Gatorade plus tums, to kill the hangover. Then it happened, I puked, much like this guy right here (Guy) but not his guy (Guy again). It was scary because I puked green goo, much like this one (Green Goo)

Funny this is that I puked all the contents of my body that i got hungry, ate then puked again. So lesson learned, when the label says EXTRA STRONG with a horse on the logo, believe in it...


Monday, March 23, 2009

Goodbye March, I'm Looking forward to a new April.

April

Just a head's up on what's about to come. well, my life is never a surprise, but I'm proud about the small things I can do and do well.

So here's the masterplan:

1. LESS to no alcohol intake.
2. MORE sports, less diet.
3. MORE focus on personal responsibilities.
4. MORE for solutions and not problems.
5. LESS dedication to work and office.
6. MORE income.
7. LESS gastos!!!
8. ...

More or less, this is like a new-year's resolution. My December and January may have not been the best, but I'm making it my stepping stone to re-evaluate life in Jan , Feb and March. So here comes April, this may be my month, my time to shine one more time. Eitherway, others may be unhappy with what I do in life, but this is me, all me.

More to come this April.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Poor Pizza

The day was so freakin' slow, then Paul sent me the video...




Poor Pizza...

Monday, March 9, 2009

Dead Air...


Okay, time to laugh...


TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!
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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with 'I.'
MILLIE: I is . . .
TEACHER: No, Millie . .. .. Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right . . . 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'
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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it. Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.
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TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his?
CLYDE: No, sir. It's the same dog.
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher