A Game called Futsal

Labels: , - Friday, February 8, 2008

I’m not a fan of sports and I guess sports don’t like me. I don’t have much exposure when it comes to it. PE classes and Volleyball varsity team are the closest things to what I called sports experience. When I was a kid, I wanted to join Milo clinics and be a gymnast but then again there’s an issue called money. If I was exposed to sports then probably I might be a sports lover or even good at any sports. What I really wanted is just to be good at one sport, just one. But then again, I’m not. My body is not coordinated and I can’t seem to do the right position, to remember the rules etc. tsk tsk.

This year I had a rare opportunity of joining Futsal Club in our company (thanks to Jerz). Though I don’t have any background in that sport I signed up just to experience the game, to sweat and to have fun. Last Wednesday, I played my first futsal game along with other officemates. I don’t really know its rules so I keep making mistakes like touching the ball with my hands (that’s one big no no here) and I can’t control the ball itself. I think I’m more on the defense side. All throughout the game I keep running towards the ball because everyone’s doing the same thing. I don’t know the mechanics of this game. All I know is to place the ball in your court and to prevent the other team from scoring. Before we start the game, they (futsal experts) taught us (futsal beginners) how to kick the ball, how to use your feet to stop a ball and so on. I can’t really kick the ball properly. My body has a mind of its own.

The whole time that we’re running I feel my heart is really palpitating non-stop that I thought I’m going to pass out right there. Believe me running to and fro the court could be really tiresome. I was sweating like I never sweat before. After the game, all my hibernating muscles are alive and kicking but I really had fun playing futsal.

Here’s to more futsal games

A Planner for Phoenix the Procrastinator

Labels: , - Friday, February 1, 2008

I love procrastination. I love the feeling of adrenalin rush and pressure of last minutes, of buzzer beaters especially when there’s something that needs to be done. I never know when exactly procrastination enters my system, my routine and my life. I can only guess that it began when I was still in High School doing piles and piles of assignments, projects and papers all in one sitting. I was then motivated by the idea of finishing school stuff before the sun shines. (I usually do them during wee hours) Since I always get good grades despite it being a product of last-minute panics, I thought procrastination is healthy even good.

I carried this practice in College and eventually at work. *sighs.* My mentality is when I am pressured the more my ideas come out unlike if I do it ahead of time, I couldn’t write stuff that I really want to say. The thought of impending deadline motivates me to push my mind to think hard and deep. But somehow, it doesn’t buy me time to double check and even edit what I wrote. Tsk tsk

I’m not sure if there are advantages of procrastinating or why people procrastinate in the first place. The only thing I know is its downsides like for instance it compromises the quality of whatever you’re doing be it work or school-related things. You are prone in committing more errors as you panic to finish something before the deadline.

I am aware that procrastination is not good but I can’t really help procrastinate. I know I should be bothered by it but I’m not (so why the heck I’m blogging this?) Actually, what bothers me is lately, I also procrastinate what I feel. Like for example there’s a time when I really want to cry but then again I told myself, I’ll cry later since I have something to do. Sighs

Other news:

Just yesterday, I got my own Starbucks planner for 2008. I was thrilled to finally own one. Never really thought I could have one considering that I’m not a Starbucks addict and I don’t have the money to complete the 24 stickers until the deadline, which is initially Jan 15. Luckily, the deadline was moved to Feb 15.

This planner is special because it’s a labor of love and a symbol of teamwork. LOL. I couldn’t have completed the required number of stickers if not for my colleagues at work: Jerz, Mayee, Macky, Jake, Tin and JM. They’re the ones who made it possible as they donate stickers just to help me. Actually, out of 24, I only contributed 4 or 5 stickers. Hehehe.. Thanks guys!!

Now that I have a planner, I’m going to record day to day memories there. I’m not really going to put my plans there because I don’t have any plan at all especially with my life. (another problem which I have yet to address). Hopefully, those pages will be filled with nothing but good memories.

The Unbearable Pain of Wisdom Tooth

Labels: , - Thursday, January 31, 2008

Several days ago life introduced me to a new pain called extracted impacted wisdom tooth via surgery and elevation technique. So what exactly is this pain?

1.it’s being injected by loads of anesthesia to supposedly make it ‘painless’ near the target tooth to be removed. At that time, I feel that my mouth is a pin cushion and the dentist, a tailor placing his pins in my red like-watermelon mouth.

2.having to endure being injected by anesthesia four or more times in a row. Damn anesthesia is not working.

3.discovering that wisdom tooth, a tooth that you don’t want to let go is actually useless and serve no purpose at all.

4.supporting the weight of your dentist’s hands thru your mouth as he struggles to eliminate ze wisdom tooth. Fingers placed inside your mouth is not a good sight. Tsk tsk

5.that indescribable sharp pain when the dentist used his screwdriver-like gadget inside your mouth and his tong-like tool to remove your wisdom tooth.

6.being reprimanded by your dentist because you groan and groan out of pain

7.watching Lake Placid ( a movie about killer alligators) while the dentist does his thing.

8.being told that it cost more than you thought it would cost.

9.bleeding profusely and being numbed all at the same time

10. slow agonizing death-like pain that makes you wonder that God is punishing you..
11.looking bloated or giving the impression that you have mumps
12.sudden lugaw-mamon diet
13.staring enviously as others eat real food (with real food I mean adobo, lechon kawali ganyan)
14.inability to do any physical activity (sayang magrun pa naman sa Sunday)
15.Inability to sleep
16.being dependent totally on pain relievers (cataflam’s my bestfriend now)
17.walking with hankies to hide the papaya-like swelling and with hair all place down in front (mala-Sadako ganun)
18. trying to evade certain officemates who labeled your swelling cheeks as "cute"

Lesson learned: better take care of your teeth or lose them all at the expense of your money.

I guess there’s always a first for everything and anything in this world. Honestly, I never this would be that painful physically and financially speaking. But I know after this week, I’m going to be okay and will resume to my normal diet.. hehehe
I’m not sad losing two wisdom tooth (as I was before) and losing another two in the coming months (you see I was blessed by 4 impacted wisdom tooth). What am I sad about is I can’t eat anything that I like. Bow.



*image taken somewhere from the Internet.

Back to aula

Labels: , - Sunday, January 6, 2008

Noong Sabado balik Spanish class ulit ako matapos ang Xmas vacation ng dalawang linggo. Kagaya ng normal na estudyante, tinatamad din ako pumasok kahapon kaso naisip ko naka-2 absent na ako so hindi na pwedeng hindi ako pumasok. Atsaka sayang din naman yung binayad ko kung hindi ko rin naman papasukan di ba? So ayun, pumasok ako ng hindi man lang nagreview o nagbuklat ng aking libro. Hindi ko din tinanong ang kaklase ko kung may assignment ba kami.. haayy..


Pagdating sa aming "aula" medyo windang windang ako kasi may HW pala tapos napagtanto ko na hindi ko na maalala ang mga pinag-aralan namin dati.. tsk tsk! pero ayun steady lang tapos unti-unti naman bumalik sa aalala ko yung mga "ir de compras" "tener + que+ infinitivo" ganun.

Halos nagsagot kami ng exercises lang sa buong 3 oras. Ayus naman kaso minsan gusto ko din magtuturo yung teacher namin. Pero mukhang siya din ay may hang-over pa ng bakasyon kaya ayun. Para naman maaliw ako tinuon ko ang aking atensyon sa isang kaklase ko na itago na lang natin sa pangalang "Samson." Si Samson ay nakakatawa pero kapag seatmate mo sya naku po patay ka, kasi nakakastress sya sobra.. as in.. alam mo yung laging nagpapanik kahit pa simple lang ang tanong ng teacher tapos may pagkamakulit ganun. Haayy.. sabi nga ng isa ko pang classmate, "ansarap maglaslas dito sa klase, nakakastress ang mga tao!" (hehehe)Hindi lang si Samson ang nakakawindang sa klase meron pang isa na itatago na lang natin sa ngalan na "Aklan." Si aklan ay sobrang galing at hanga ako sa kanya dahil bibo kid siya tapos ayun dami rin alam sa Spanish kaso naman minsan kasi tanong ng tanong. Kaka-explain pa lang ng teacher, may tanong agad.. kulit grabe. mabait sana kaso kalurkee es talaga!!

So ayun balik tayo sa Spanish class, kahapon tinuro sa amin ang progressive action na gagamitan mo ng "IR + a + infinitivo" por ejemplo: voy a charlar (im going to chat) o di naman voy a leer los libros (i'm going to read books) so ayan... may bagong kaalaman na ako.. hahaha

May fiesta (party sa ingles) sa may instituto kahapon kaso di ako sumama dahil mit ko pa sina ruby at emili.. (big announcement). Bago ako umuwi nakita ko pa yung dati kong teacher tapos ayun chika-chika buti na lang nasabi ko "uyy" imbes na "puff" nung nakita ko sya malapit sa CR.. expression niya kasi ang "puff" baka isipin niya ginagaya ko sya.. hahaha

Sa rob gale kami nagkita nila ruby at emili.. at dahil sa hindi pa ako nag-lunch sobrang gutom na gutom ako.. grabe lam mo yun 2 rice nakain tapos nag-Fries pa ako after nun.. so takaw.. sabi ko pa naman.. magdiet na ako.. tsk tsk..

sobrang broke ako.. sa Biyernes pa ang sweldo tapos 500 na lang pera ako... huhuhuhuhu.. naku po... haaay...Help me, Lord. :O

Last Friday, nagpunta ako sa Makati para sa contract signing tapos kakainis lang kasi bat kelangan punta dun eh pwede naman sa opis di ba? kainis. Ayukong nagpupunta sa Makati dahil unang-una malayo sya.. pangalawa pakiramdam ko maliligaw ako dun kahit pa man nakailan punta na din ako dun. Tapos may feeling pa ako na yung driver at yung mga katabi ko sa dyip, alam na hindi ko lam kung san ako baba talaga.. ewan ko ba.. hay.. paranoid.. hehehe... buti na lang hindi ako naligaw at nakita po si suzette dun pakalat kalat.. hehe

Fond Memories

- Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I find it really ironic to feel sad every time I remembered happy memories and laugh every time I recalled sad memories....

First Mac. Nov1. Pose here and there like kids without any inhibitions. laughing and being happy at each other's company. complete freedom. fly....

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