current music: Are You Gonna Go My Way? - Lenny Kravitz
I know some of you will stone me for "stealing", but I downloaded (at long last! It's done!) Jeff Buckley's 1st album, "Grace".
I'll just say that the term "Last Night an Album Saved My Life" applies right here. :)
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On an aside, it *almost* angers me that something corrupted my PC's version of Nero StartSmart! It is now difficult to burn CD's. :s
I have not tried finding out if I can burn via RealPlayer. Will see. Hopefully, it can help me get this growing mass of Mp3 albums (Common's "Be", Jeff Buckley's "Grace", Alanis Morisette's "Jagged Little Pill", Chris Rock's "Never Scared", Coldplay's "A Rush of Blood to the Head", The White Stripes' "Get Behind Me Satan" among others) out of the hard drive and into useable formats.
Or I'll end up having to buy a fricking expensive iPod/mp3 player alternative to get them playing. Which would be ideal, really; jogging isn't as much fun w/o music.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
current music: the news, on Studio 23
I have lost count on how many weeks I have gone jogging with Jihan, my blockmate. I think it has gone on for the entirety of the past month. She did ask me if I wanted to go jogging with her, and we set up this twice-a-week evening thing, all in the name of getting fit.
I'm still at a loss where she found out I was jogging in Ateneo on Sunday evenings. I do that at pain of loss of priviledges and a deteriorating hypertension that is bothering my body.
I knew I needed some form of motivation. I find that if I do engage in self-improvement, I like knowing I'm not self-improving for MY sake alone, and that I can help somebody else. Jihan mentioned a nagging diabetes history in her family, so I agreed, lest she start taking insulin shots.
It's been quite an interesting arrangement. I pick her up at her boarding house in Teacher's Village, go to Ateneo, and run an average of three (3) kilometers a round. Then I drop her home. We meet up two days hence. If it rains, we re-schedule, and keep at it.
It's fun. I can mentally re-live my "inner wannabe Patrick Vieira" as I rush past the football field.
We run. We walk. We jog. We talk. We discuss school events. We discuss weird anecdotes that we've heard passed around. We've discussed secrets, and my strange talent of getting to learn people's secrets. We talked about family, the block, possible plans for the future, and the occasional health tip or two for the newbie runner (which we both are).
Running is a boring exercise. Hence, having her around helps alleviate the boredom! After all, an iPod or a CD player can only go so far, depending on the music selection.
I also have found the arrangement to be a factor that has been drawing me closer to Jihan. I remember a time when she'd regard me with darting, suspicious glances from our Non-Fiction class (particularly at how I would be one of the class' harshest critics). Nowadays, she can ask me anything, however bluntly, and I can answer fully and honestly.
Heck, if there were some kind of impersonation going around a la Harry Potter's Polyjuice Potion, I'm in hot soup.
People say I'm losing weight. I just thank them. I'm not a good judge of personal development. I just do what I can.
Of course, if I start getting new breaks because of a spiffy new physique, I'll start owing Jihan a LOT. And I wonder if I can really repay.
I have lost count on how many weeks I have gone jogging with Jihan, my blockmate. I think it has gone on for the entirety of the past month. She did ask me if I wanted to go jogging with her, and we set up this twice-a-week evening thing, all in the name of getting fit.
I'm still at a loss where she found out I was jogging in Ateneo on Sunday evenings. I do that at pain of loss of priviledges and a deteriorating hypertension that is bothering my body.
I knew I needed some form of motivation. I find that if I do engage in self-improvement, I like knowing I'm not self-improving for MY sake alone, and that I can help somebody else. Jihan mentioned a nagging diabetes history in her family, so I agreed, lest she start taking insulin shots.
It's been quite an interesting arrangement. I pick her up at her boarding house in Teacher's Village, go to Ateneo, and run an average of three (3) kilometers a round. Then I drop her home. We meet up two days hence. If it rains, we re-schedule, and keep at it.
It's fun. I can mentally re-live my "inner wannabe Patrick Vieira" as I rush past the football field.
We run. We walk. We jog. We talk. We discuss school events. We discuss weird anecdotes that we've heard passed around. We've discussed secrets, and my strange talent of getting to learn people's secrets. We talked about family, the block, possible plans for the future, and the occasional health tip or two for the newbie runner (which we both are).
Running is a boring exercise. Hence, having her around helps alleviate the boredom! After all, an iPod or a CD player can only go so far, depending on the music selection.
I also have found the arrangement to be a factor that has been drawing me closer to Jihan. I remember a time when she'd regard me with darting, suspicious glances from our Non-Fiction class (particularly at how I would be one of the class' harshest critics). Nowadays, she can ask me anything, however bluntly, and I can answer fully and honestly.
Heck, if there were some kind of impersonation going around a la Harry Potter's Polyjuice Potion, I'm in hot soup.
People say I'm losing weight. I just thank them. I'm not a good judge of personal development. I just do what I can.
Of course, if I start getting new breaks because of a spiffy new physique, I'll start owing Jihan a LOT. And I wonder if I can really repay.
Monday, July 18, 2005
I have a cold. I can hardly speak. Breathing in itself feels almost unnecessary.
I missed my theo seatmates today. :s wala akong ma-kwentuhan.
Na-cancel ang gimik naming manood ng Pinoy Blonde, because 4 out of 5 of us (including me, but to a lesser degree) have a cold / feel sick.
As a consequence, the frondant cake had to be given away to the Pubroom people. But it also means its intended audience wasn't present.
The blockmates will go watch tomorrow, when I can't be there because of class. :(
School is full of faces I remember, but do not remember me. :(
My inbox is loaded with 22 new e-mails that have nothing to do with me. :(
Sir Larry returned "Desire" all pock-marked with revisions I don't 100% agree with. Because it wouldn't suit the message all that well.
I miss my crush. Terribly so. :(
Heading home, I had to walk all the way to the car alone. In the rain. (which isn't so bad, but today it wasn't right...not today)
The internet isn't working right because of the BitTorrent my sister runs. If I pause it, it would only mean she'd have to run it over a span of more days. Which is a lose-lose situation to me.
My Dad tried to shirk out of his committment of fetching my brother. He even tried to guilt-trip me into doing it for him, even when he said he'd do it himself.
I'm not alone, but it feels unusually so.
I missed my theo seatmates today. :s wala akong ma-kwentuhan.
Na-cancel ang gimik naming manood ng Pinoy Blonde, because 4 out of 5 of us (including me, but to a lesser degree) have a cold / feel sick.
As a consequence, the frondant cake had to be given away to the Pubroom people. But it also means its intended audience wasn't present.
The blockmates will go watch tomorrow, when I can't be there because of class. :(
School is full of faces I remember, but do not remember me. :(
My inbox is loaded with 22 new e-mails that have nothing to do with me. :(
Sir Larry returned "Desire" all pock-marked with revisions I don't 100% agree with. Because it wouldn't suit the message all that well.
I miss my crush. Terribly so. :(
Heading home, I had to walk all the way to the car alone. In the rain. (which isn't so bad, but today it wasn't right...not today)
The internet isn't working right because of the BitTorrent my sister runs. If I pause it, it would only mean she'd have to run it over a span of more days. Which is a lose-lose situation to me.
My Dad tried to shirk out of his committment of fetching my brother. He even tried to guilt-trip me into doing it for him, even when he said he'd do it himself.
I'm not alone, but it feels unusually so.
Friday, July 15, 2005
Sagot nga tayong mga Meme habang may katuturan pa ang lahat.
1. Name a movie you saw recently and want to recommend to others:
- Batman Begins. Darn. Christian Bale gives me goosebumps.
2. Name a movie you expected to dislike, but were surprised to find you actually liked:
- Got 2 Believe (starring Rico Yan and Claudine Barretto). No kidding. I liked it! All the more when I consider its 'modest' ambitions.:p
3. Name a movie you expected to like, but were surprised to find you actually did NOT like:
- I don't like admitting it, but it'll have to be The Matrix Revolutions. sad, sad, sad.
4. Name an underappreciated and/or little-known movie that you'd like your friends list to watch:
- There's this teen movie called "100 Girls"... about the dork kid who fell in love with an unknown girl one dark evening, and then spends his entire college life looking for her. It showed up on JackTV or something once. Aliw siya, to be fair, and the script is smart.
5. Name a movie you consider highly overrated:
- Titanic. Tangina. So the lovers fell in love in a sinking ship. So what?
6. Name a movie that you know is crap but you enjoy anyway:
- The Game of Death, starring Bruce Lee. Yes, the unfinished movie. If only for Bruce Lee vs. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, happy na ako! :D
7. Name a movie that you dislike even though you recognize that it's well made/high quality:
- In the same spirit, I go with Titanic. A lot of good work. Although I honestly don't like it!
8. Name a movie you used to like, but no longer do, for some reason:
- Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Probably because you can only go so far with that kind of story. :D
9. Name a miscast character, and also which actor you think should have played that role instead:
- I maintain that it'll always be Ben Affleck in Daredevil. Or anything Ben Affleck did during those years. shet.
10. Name a movie that still scares you, no matter how many times you see it
- Memento. No wonder I still love it.
11. Name a movie that still makes you cry, no matter how many times you see it
- erm... it'll probably be Good Will Hunting. Yeah. After 8 or so times, hindi pa siya nawalalan ng powers.
12. Name the movie that makes you laugh hardest and oftenest:
- National Lampoon's Van Wilder. Haha!!!
1. Name a movie you saw recently and want to recommend to others:
- Batman Begins. Darn. Christian Bale gives me goosebumps.
2. Name a movie you expected to dislike, but were surprised to find you actually liked:
- Got 2 Believe (starring Rico Yan and Claudine Barretto). No kidding. I liked it! All the more when I consider its 'modest' ambitions.:p
3. Name a movie you expected to like, but were surprised to find you actually did NOT like:
- I don't like admitting it, but it'll have to be The Matrix Revolutions. sad, sad, sad.
4. Name an underappreciated and/or little-known movie that you'd like your friends list to watch:
- There's this teen movie called "100 Girls"... about the dork kid who fell in love with an unknown girl one dark evening, and then spends his entire college life looking for her. It showed up on JackTV or something once. Aliw siya, to be fair, and the script is smart.
5. Name a movie you consider highly overrated:
- Titanic. Tangina. So the lovers fell in love in a sinking ship. So what?
6. Name a movie that you know is crap but you enjoy anyway:
- The Game of Death, starring Bruce Lee. Yes, the unfinished movie. If only for Bruce Lee vs. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, happy na ako! :D
7. Name a movie that you dislike even though you recognize that it's well made/high quality:
- In the same spirit, I go with Titanic. A lot of good work. Although I honestly don't like it!
8. Name a movie you used to like, but no longer do, for some reason:
- Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Probably because you can only go so far with that kind of story. :D
9. Name a miscast character, and also which actor you think should have played that role instead:
- I maintain that it'll always be Ben Affleck in Daredevil. Or anything Ben Affleck did during those years. shet.
10. Name a movie that still scares you, no matter how many times you see it
- Memento. No wonder I still love it.
11. Name a movie that still makes you cry, no matter how many times you see it
- erm... it'll probably be Good Will Hunting. Yeah. After 8 or so times, hindi pa siya nawalalan ng powers.
12. Name the movie that makes you laugh hardest and oftenest:
- National Lampoon's Van Wilder. Haha!!!
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
 You are dependable, popular, and observant. Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness. In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do. You are unique, creative, and expressive. You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while. And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming! |
current music: LSS na ang "Speed of Sound" - Coldplay
| Slow and Steady |
 They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment. They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it. |
Thursday, July 07, 2005
current music: American Baby - Dave Matthews Band
There are seven cardinal sins. Some prefer gluttony, some avarice, and others wrath.
The one I struggle most these days is lust. I hate it. And I hate the person I fear I can become.
I worry. I wonder. I contemplate. Lust is something that cuts us off from others as it disguises itself as intimacy, or more accurately, the call for it.
I've often thought that maybe, just maybe, I was destined to be single. I always envisioned for myself a future of glory. In my daydreams, I would see myself and I felt like I stared into the heart of all opportunity. It's like I could own anything, achieve anything. In those daydreams, it was as though an oracle was telling me the future. And it said I couldn't fail.
(Incidentally, someone read my future and did tell me that. But I get ahead of myself.)
I could conjure some real whacked out imaginations. Others were darned cool. Some featured me driving a Ferrari. Others had me flying from city to city speaking before hundreds.
But in all scenes, one thing thing was common: I would do these things on my own. And I shan't share them with anyone.
Is it worth it? If you would never fail, but you'd be all alone?
There are seven cardinal sins. Some prefer gluttony, some avarice, and others wrath.
The one I struggle most these days is lust. I hate it. And I hate the person I fear I can become.
I worry. I wonder. I contemplate. Lust is something that cuts us off from others as it disguises itself as intimacy, or more accurately, the call for it.
I've often thought that maybe, just maybe, I was destined to be single. I always envisioned for myself a future of glory. In my daydreams, I would see myself and I felt like I stared into the heart of all opportunity. It's like I could own anything, achieve anything. In those daydreams, it was as though an oracle was telling me the future. And it said I couldn't fail.
(Incidentally, someone read my future and did tell me that. But I get ahead of myself.)
I could conjure some real whacked out imaginations. Others were darned cool. Some featured me driving a Ferrari. Others had me flying from city to city speaking before hundreds.
But in all scenes, one thing thing was common: I would do these things on my own. And I shan't share them with anyone.
Is it worth it? If you would never fail, but you'd be all alone?
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
current music: mmm... still Mata - Mojofly
it's raining. it's already 8:17 AM and it's almost as dark as if it were 8:17 PM. I love it. :)
Desire
The street-sweeper patrols the sidewalk
taking with his broom the many things
people let go of, left behind.
There's the dust that covered the floor
like a dark, rich, thick cloth
shed from the skin of so many.
There are cigarette butts,
wrapped balls of gum; he knows
they felt lips of those who ignore him.
He wonders of identity.
For example, the plastic cup
with pink lipstick on the edge
or the strands of hair,
the broken heel of shoes, and
the lost lens that touched someone's eyes.
Could she be pretty?
Could she be rich?
This I would love to see.
He collects what others sweep away;
it is an ever-unfinished jigsaw puzzle
of someone, somewhere.
He takes them in a broom, carries them in a pan.
Later he will leave them in that green bin
for safekeeping, for giving away, for letting go.
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dammit. ang hihirap ng mga assignment na 'to.
it's raining. it's already 8:17 AM and it's almost as dark as if it were 8:17 PM. I love it. :)
Desire
The street-sweeper patrols the sidewalk
taking with his broom the many things
people let go of, left behind.
There's the dust that covered the floor
like a dark, rich, thick cloth
shed from the skin of so many.
There are cigarette butts,
wrapped balls of gum; he knows
they felt lips of those who ignore him.
He wonders of identity.
For example, the plastic cup
with pink lipstick on the edge
or the strands of hair,
the broken heel of shoes, and
the lost lens that touched someone's eyes.
Could she be pretty?
Could she be rich?
This I would love to see.
He collects what others sweep away;
it is an ever-unfinished jigsaw puzzle
of someone, somewhere.
He takes them in a broom, carries them in a pan.
Later he will leave them in that green bin
for safekeeping, for giving away, for letting go.
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dammit. ang hihirap ng mga assignment na 'to.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
current music: Mata - Mojofly
Haay. I'm somewhat aggravated because:
1.) I was unable to go jogging this evening because my brother had to go to some spur-of-the-moment party. sheesh.
2.) I will not be able to drive myself home because of that same kid brother. and the refuses to say why. odds are, he may be selling drugs.
3.) I have absolutely no poem in mind for tomorrow (the one with the topic "Desire"). shit.
4.) I think I'm doing what I usually do when I like a girl: I sabotage myself. badly too. aw nuts.
5.) I'm broke. and my parents do not allow me to take on a part-time job, because it could affect my schooling. whatever.
I dunno. I'm not too happy.
Haay. I'm somewhat aggravated because:
1.) I was unable to go jogging this evening because my brother had to go to some spur-of-the-moment party. sheesh.
2.) I will not be able to drive myself home because of that same kid brother. and the refuses to say why. odds are, he may be selling drugs.
3.) I have absolutely no poem in mind for tomorrow (the one with the topic "Desire"). shit.
4.) I think I'm doing what I usually do when I like a girl: I sabotage myself. badly too. aw nuts.
5.) I'm broke. and my parents do not allow me to take on a part-time job, because it could affect my schooling. whatever.
I dunno. I'm not too happy.
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