Things I miss ...
I miss my MTV.
But seriously, have you ever wondered if you can have the power to turn back time and have a chance to right the wrongs, a second chance . . . . .
I have often wondered why in my deepest hell did I not choose to pursue a career in medicine which I was so primed to do way back in highschool. I mean there I was a graduate of UST High with good enough grades to easily enter any college in the friggin' university without even going through an entrance exam and I had to choose a mundane course in DLSU.
Where would I be right now have I chosen that particular path? Would I even know you guys?
Nahh, it wouldn't be fun coz' I would miss u guys...
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
an oldie but goodie . . .
Freedom and biking, same thing
Last Saturday, in lieu of partaying, I decided to go on an epic bike ride, besides I really do need to practice for bike4life. Epic it certainly was. Left Petron at around sevenish in the morn and arrived just before dusk. Biked for almost half a day. Ass sore, legs going numb, vision getting hazy, neck burning like hell, back stiff as as a board, signs of bonking, I plodded on. Lost somewhere in the hinterlands of Bulacan seeking reprieve from life everdamning. Pride and can do attitude seems to be the only thing fueling me to continue.
This long on a bike, your mind starts to wander. Endless, meaningless, soulful, revealing, oftentimes exotic thoughts do enter your mind to ease the pain of your ceaseless cadence. What if its my child she's carrying? What if she comes back? What if this and what if that. What if god is female and black? What if we are just chesspieces in a celestial game? What if we are all evil incarnate? What if I dont make it back to the station? What if cockroaches are the true rulers of earth and we but mindless pawns? What if i eat this bug? Will i feel the earth move under my skin? Will the sun still shine on MTV? What sex is Hello Kitty? What if I tie dye my hair and henna tattoo my body will she of the wondrous voice and name that rhymes with tequila still like me? Dreadlocks? Skinhead? Will I make it thru the wilderness even though I am not a virgin? Do monks wear underwear? SMB or Miller? Will numbnuts be good nick after bike4life? What if Mr. Stress is really Miss Stress? What if Barbie is lesbian and GI Joe gay? What do sushi flavored gelatin in a tube taste like? Will i go kaboom if all i eat is chili and beans? Will Say I love You mean Better Days? Will this mindless email ever end?
So it does. Freedom, our greatest gift, our greatest threat. Minds awandering, dem is like Jamaica, mon. Evergreen, ever unpredictable. Kaya join na lang kayo sa Bike4Life and lets all have a good time!
Things to do before I croak: "spill my guts over the Riviera"
Freedom and biking, same thing
Last Saturday, in lieu of partaying, I decided to go on an epic bike ride, besides I really do need to practice for bike4life. Epic it certainly was. Left Petron at around sevenish in the morn and arrived just before dusk. Biked for almost half a day. Ass sore, legs going numb, vision getting hazy, neck burning like hell, back stiff as as a board, signs of bonking, I plodded on. Lost somewhere in the hinterlands of Bulacan seeking reprieve from life everdamning. Pride and can do attitude seems to be the only thing fueling me to continue.
This long on a bike, your mind starts to wander. Endless, meaningless, soulful, revealing, oftentimes exotic thoughts do enter your mind to ease the pain of your ceaseless cadence. What if its my child she's carrying? What if she comes back? What if this and what if that. What if god is female and black? What if we are just chesspieces in a celestial game? What if we are all evil incarnate? What if I dont make it back to the station? What if cockroaches are the true rulers of earth and we but mindless pawns? What if i eat this bug? Will i feel the earth move under my skin? Will the sun still shine on MTV? What sex is Hello Kitty? What if I tie dye my hair and henna tattoo my body will she of the wondrous voice and name that rhymes with tequila still like me? Dreadlocks? Skinhead? Will I make it thru the wilderness even though I am not a virgin? Do monks wear underwear? SMB or Miller? Will numbnuts be good nick after bike4life? What if Mr. Stress is really Miss Stress? What if Barbie is lesbian and GI Joe gay? What do sushi flavored gelatin in a tube taste like? Will i go kaboom if all i eat is chili and beans? Will Say I love You mean Better Days? Will this mindless email ever end?
So it does. Freedom, our greatest gift, our greatest threat. Minds awandering, dem is like Jamaica, mon. Evergreen, ever unpredictable. Kaya join na lang kayo sa Bike4Life and lets all have a good time!
Things to do before I croak: "spill my guts over the Riviera"
Monday, March 29, 2004
my friends are all bloggers and it seems I am the only one out of the loop. HAA!!!!
not anymore for I now have my own BLOGSPOT, HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
the world would be mine!!! MINE!!! MINE!!!
kneel before your master, o peasants!!!
writhe in agony and in despair, vengeance would be mine!! MINE!!! MINE!!!
MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
not anymore for I now have my own BLOGSPOT, HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
the world would be mine!!! MINE!!! MINE!!!
kneel before your master, o peasants!!!
writhe in agony and in despair, vengeance would be mine!! MINE!!! MINE!!!
MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
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