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I was about to sleep but suddenly my mind started thinking... gah.
So I decided to put in my short term list of goals up to August: 1) Finish Website 2) Plan costing of products to sell 3) Finish term with higher than 3.0 GPA 4) Finish 2 projects at work 5) 6 pack abs 6) 15/21 km run
It's not often one can show this type of care. Usually it's something I can only see from my parents, but last Friday was a time I probably won't be able to forget.
Thank you babe. <3 Pumalo? Like spanking? hmm... could be, but no. Haha. It's more like a term for just hitting golf balls in a driving range. It was an afternoon of talks and clarification before meeting up with my set of friends (maybe soon, it's her set of friend's turn?) followed by an hour of stress releasing swings.
It's been a while since I swung a few buckets, since I left HP, when I had a decent amount of extra cash. Anyway, so I sucked but got back my beginner's swing form. It was babe's first. I wish I got my dlsr though, for decent documentary purposes. Oh well.
Hehe, I'm really not a good teacher for this since I really haven't mastered my swings but with the limited instructions I had, I'd say she did decently for start. hehe. Awesome way to release some stress, huh, babe? :p
I have this general concept that life is made up of fears and desires. Exactly the same way I interpret dreams, just because my feelings react most to these stimuli. My goals, build up to my ultimate desires and the walls I put up year after year, prevent me from falling into mistakes either I've experienced or thought/feared as life changing.
Yearly, I set out goals, start of the year, on my birthday or whenever I have a personal break. Yearly, I see myself growing farther away from my expectations. Yearly, I see myself fearing more, putting more walls, I've gotten more numb yet more objective, but less pleased. Yearly, the answer to what makes me happy, becomes more blurred.
So there is my problem: the goals I set for myself, maybe too much for myself. (Right now, a huge part of me is fighting myself, shouting "You can't give up. You gotta believe" just like the anime's and the movies and all those fairy tales). --- to be continued... lololol I realized, I haven't made any self reflection for my 26th birthday. And today, I came across this quote from Aristotle in our ethics class. Something I believe worth sharing, something I believe worth thinking about for the coming week I have spared partly to evaluate my conscious self.
"Hence it is hard work to be virtuous, since in each case it is hard work to find what is the mean [mesotes], e.g., not everyone, but only one who knows, finds the midpoint in a circle. So also getting angry, or giving and spending money, is easy and anyone can do it; but doing it to the right person, in the right amount, at the right time, for the right end, and in the right way is no longer easy, nor can everyone do it. Hence, [doing these things] well is rare, praiseworthy, and fine (Aristotle: Nicomachean Ethics, 1109a24)."
I'll write another blog after this reflection period. ^_^ It was a good 2 hour discussion which caught my 100% attention. Even after a long day, a nice thought can give me a temporary high. Studying, assignments a few hours before work. gah.
AKSLJCAOICJA! Come on rd. Sacrifice.
*rant* I have no idea where to put this greeting itch... so I'm placing it here.
Good night. Sweet dreams.  | Leaves | Apr 21, '12 8:59 AM
for everyone |
 Leaves, of different colors and size. I've been looking up, most of the time when I run. Lately I've been noticing the floor. I'm probably losing my fitness. Gah. I got a lot of things in my hands right now. All of them, important. So finding the balance is my key to it. I still have a lot to work on especially in my career and school. But they'll only be for a short while, well I believe they'll be. After, I can start to focus more. Get more free time, to do things that I really want, and be with people I love.
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Fudge. I hate it. I don't know what to think or do in these situations. I feel like bursting out a scream. But I'd rather not because then I'll be letting my emotions win and I fear I'll end up doing or saying something stupid.
Mind on top of things. Control. Almost there. Hmm... more core workouts needed. Good thing I got this 5 day vacation. Let's do this.
Updated: with vanity shot.
The droids are coming! haha. 3d printed droid. objet.
I think I took a bad combo of subjects this term. Crap.
So you know ethics? I looked at the syllabus and found that there's going to be a lot of discussions and some assignments. not bad. Good enough to balance some heavy load subjects. Then came classes. I think I picked a really good teacher, which is bad only that it means I have to really study. Darn.
And then I found out from my classmates that MANSCI which I had NO IDEA why I took it, was one of the more difficult subjects in AGSB. like dreaded. Must have been in my INSANE mode, just because I could not get operations management, which needed MANSCI.
And there's accounting. I find that I can achieve balance in my life, in water sports but not in FINANCIAL STATEMENTS! Hahaha. I took a break from this for a term. Now I think, maybe it would've been better if I took it before, while I still had a good amount of accounting knowledge stored in my leaking brain.
Well, I am in the cores. FOCUS. You can do this D. bone. ^_^ Err... you know what I mean.
I really like the e-paper feature. Babe, BGC, Buko Juice.
I've always wanted to check out BGC turf. I envy other asian countries that have football as their primary sport instead of basketball because their streets have more futsal courts. I've had this idea of building a small court in our backyard just so I could practice, even dreamt about building my own field. Oh well. Thanks Babe for keeping me company. ^_^ As your reward you got a BJ, buko juice. LOL. Every morning I walk across Ayala Avenue, to wait for a jeep that'll bring me to the bus station. Every morning, I get to see this familiar building, RSC, and remember how it felt like it when it was my second home. I miss my previous team, maybe it's time I exert a bit to drop by and say Hi.
My office mates turned friends; Office became home. I was chilling by Ayala triangle around 630 when the park turns into a jogger's heaven. Hundred go out there to shed off some calories they might have gained during the day. Some go in groups, some as couples, most by themselves.
So while I waited for babe to finish her meeting, I passed time with one of my hobbies- observing people.
Jogger have different forms when running. One I usually take notice is the way they stride. Only a few have that grace and smoothness that can make me say, "Oh, nice"... if the only factor to judge is the form. Haha.
Let me describe the few I observe before I describe the ideal one. 1.) The walk - those clearly not sweating, mostly chatting. goals are probably more on socializing than burning energy. Haha. Well, ok, I guess this isn't really a form but there were a lot of them. 2) The stompers - usually with a lean forward, a slight sway in arms. Can easily pointed out because of their loud steps. I feel like their knees might break with their every step. 3) the diarrhea run, mostly fast paced, but their feet seem like it never leaves the ground. It's like walkathon but not. 4) The head bobbers- those with no control of the head while they run. Like the displays on the car dashboard, some have their music on but hmm... feel like it might be disorienting if you headbang to the beat while running. 5) The look ma, no hands - even penguins have to move their hands a bit while walking, hmm, ok I'm not sure. haha. But it just looks awkward seeing mistimed arms swings. 6) The zombie run - obviously tired, like zombies dragging their feet and arms just to keep running. Must. Eat. Human. Flesh. Rawr.
Hahaha. Ok. So what the ideal one?
The one that seems to float, with every stride. There's an established pace, with a good roll from heel strike to toe off phase (uy, still some left off from our gait analysis thesis), balanced in both left and right, a conserved amount of in rhythm arm swings and a head that's focused on the path ahead. I remember this line in some movie, "everything has a price" whenever I think about this question. So let me play some music to put me in the mood while I compose this.
Marriage, if ever I get into that commitment, will be something I won't give up. It's something I believe lasts until death, an oath of love, a promise under God's watch. And if I had a girl who believed in divorce, she would probably hate me because she'll never get that, because I'll give everything to keep the sacrament we engaged in.
Yep. But of course, to get there would take a lot of thought and heart.
But for now, I'd say hmm... my parents because they're the ones I love the most. It was my dad's birthday and abby as babe's first meet the parents session. We celebrated at Heritage Bistro at Salcedo Village. It's pretty awesome. All employees speak in Tagalog, I love it! Everything's pinoy.
Anyway. I'm going to post it in pinaslocalscene.wordpress.com since it's the perfect restaurant for my ilovepinas blog. ^_^
Happy Birthday dad! Good job, babe! :p |
