photo courtesy of NBA.com
This is the fourth straight year that we’ll see the Miami Heat in the finals. And if you’re still unconvinced, maybe it’s time you follow a different league. Or a different sport.
Tag: prolific nonsense
The Impostor
photo credit: kukulyaci.com
“Sana ang tubig kong panligo’y galing sa balon”
It was a nightly ritual. A 5 minute cold shower. My father had a practical, almost mechanical response to douse off body heat. Maybe this is caused by high blood pressure. Were these ignored signs of the early stages of aneurysm? Seeking medical help was either impractical or an admission of weakness.
“You know what would be better?”he said, closing his eyes and massaging his temples.
“Sa Mabitac, anlamig ng tubig, gagaling ang sakit ng ulo ko don”
The Struggles That Define You
photo from ieet.org
Your struggles will define you. How you swim through it or as Bukowski puts it “What matters most is how well you walk through the fire” because “Sometimes life won’t leave you alone.” Sometimes life is tough enough not to even give you a forked road.
I think the evil lies in staying in the comfort zone idly. That 3 seconds in the paint.
Comfort zones are meant to be expanded. Otherwise, suffer mental atrophy.
I’ve tasted a life wasted, I’m never going back again.
Volume Control
You gotta love ABC ch.5 and MMDA’s collaboration in providing mobile service to people on the road for real time traffic updates. They are accurate and very useful in navigating the major streets of EDSA, C-5, Roxas blvd, España and Quezon Avenue til Commonwealth.
The Gray Son
original photo from etsy.com by nicole houff
My dad wasn’t happy when he saw me playing with a Ken doll, Barbie’s boyfriend. It was given by Tito Yol, an OFW, after giving my sisters and cousins Barbies. He had three daughters and it is only understandable if he didn’t buy toys for boys on his way back as pasalubong. He was a cool uncle who maybe thought that a Ken is no different from a G.I. Joe. Honestly, then as a 4 year old, and now at 36, I don’t see the difference either. Only in between, when i was starting to learn genetic differences and physiological tendencies were it an issue.
The Ken in question was a cowboy complete with guns, boots with spurs and a white plastic hat. My dad thought it was offensive for his only son, the son of a king from the mean streets of Mabitac, Laguna to be running around with a cowboy doll with his sisters. He did stop questioning the whole situation one time when he saw me playing alone with Ken and Barbie. Except that they were naked. And Ken was on top. I guess some curiosity about sexuality is more acceptable than others.
Tita Vicky
In 1998, I went back to Bulacan State University because of two realities. One was that we could never afford the college course that I want from the University that I wanted to take it. Second, Tita Vicky requested that I stay with her and Nana Puding. Nothing tastes more bitter than
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