木曜日, 3月 31, 2005
They say Batanes can readily compete with Ireland and New Zealand..I could never agree more! 
# posted by Unknown : 9:22 午後
I share this dream with Cong. Abad...I wish I can grow old with the balding love of my life and have early morning coffee, breathe the clean air, look up at the clear blue sky and lay back beside your lovey dovey as you lazily greet the morning dews!
# posted by Unknown : 9:20 午後
We come across life with...Power Trippers
What is Power Trip? A self-aggrandizing action undertaken simply for the pleasure of exercising control over other people.
Tsk tsk tsk..Too bad some people are just too lousy power tripping, completely clueless over the fact that it could be done with finesse!
Mohandas K. Gandhi:
It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.
# posted by Unknown : 8:43 午後
水曜日, 3月 30, 2005
月曜日, 3月 28, 2005
Bowling with siblings
Ate is a serious bowler!
Cathy tries her luck
JB looks on
Some days I just drag my brother and sister to wiggle those lazy bones and play bowling. It's not going to be as spontaneous as before but I have to let go and be the distant Ate for my siblings so they can independently spread their own wings and fly.
# posted by Unknown : 9:34 午後
Stretching buddies!
My life has revolved around badminton for the past 4 years but it has taken a backseat for a year now. Even though I terribly miss playing and competing these past few months, I have learned to accept that the sport I love so much has to bow down to other things that matter in my life. I used to play to compete and to win. I used to train so hard because winning is everything. I devoted all my strengths to this sport that I fell in love with. But I have to and needed to graduate. I now view badminton as a hobby, something fun to do, and even more fun is to share it with people who wants to share this excitement with me. I feel so flattered that these people wants to play with me. It feels good to just have fun and enjoy the sport especially with Ika, my stretching buddy!
Sure, I broke my hearts many times in the pursuit of excellence of this sport, I made friends and even enemies. I won championships, I lost just the same. I probably have moved on to my obsession with badminton...but I will surely keep the whole memories, good and bad that badminton has paved the way. For without the journey, I wouldn't have met all the wonderful people I shared this passion with.
# posted by Unknown : 8:07 午後
Moving on...
It's always sad to leave things behind. There's always this immeasurable feeling of loss, of not wanting to go, of holding on because most of the things that are dear to us at this point is being threatened to go away as we move further ahead in our own personal pursuit. It is always difficult to make that first step and turn away from all the things that matter now. But at the same time the temptation of knowing what’s ahead, the mystery of tomorrow is so inviting that we are torn between staying and moving on…
Today I made it official. Finally, I mustered the guts to tell everybody that I am moving on….It’s sad. It’s depressing. I feel that I’m in a limbo, I feel suspended in the air or to put more precisely, I want to stay suspended, a part of me wants to be trapped in a time capsule so I wouldn’t worry about leaving my life, marching into the unknown and saying goodbye to what is now me. It’s sad.
Moving on means that I will not see as often as I could all my friends, it means that I would be losing so many happy times with them.
Moving on also means that my present identity could be placed in the archive of the society I grew up with, it means that I’m closing all my accounts, my credit cards, my mobile phone, it means that I wouldn’t be playing badminton, or bowling or go out of town as often as I want to. Moving on means that I could be nothing but a memory.
Moving on also means saying goodbye. Farewell to all the laughter, to all the tears, to all of me. But why did I choose to move on if the pain seems unbearable? Why did I choose the road less traveled? Am I ready to say goodbye?
Am I ready to say goodbye? Or will I ever be?
# posted by Unknown : 6:35 午後
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