Expect the Unexpected

There are certain things in life that I thought would never occur again, much less on the same night. I gave up already, and was resigned to the fact that maybe it's just not meant to be. Then God plays a little game on you and for once in my life, it left me dumbfounded, startled and amused at what's happening.

Though I still don't think there's any meaning to that, nonetheless it's a great end to a fantastic year. Here's to hoping for another splendid year ahead.

Let's drink to that. Cheers.

Happy Chrismukkah!

Alright, alright enough with the hybrid celebration of Christmas and the Jewish Hanukkah. It's obvious that I dig watching Fox's "The O.C." Can't help it, Mischa Barton is one hot chick. Anyway, spent most of today at my grandmother's place. We just had a little get-together over at lunch. Since it's Christmas, I told myself I could cheat my way into eating food that I wouldn't touch under normal circumstances. For those who know me well, you guys should have an idea what I'm talking about. So I munched on KFC, with the skin mind you, as well as Cheetos. Man, did it feel really good. Haha! My friends would normally comment that I always deprive myself and that I'm missing half my life. Having had my diet for about 5 years now, I'm so accustomed to it already I hardly think about cheating. So I have several more hours to eat chicken skin and junk food then it's back to business once midnight hits. Oh yeah, it does remind me that I have to hit the gym tomorrow as well. Basketball season starts in a few weeks and I have to get myself into game-shape soon. Not that I'm out-of-shape or anything like that.

This is my orthorexic kind of lifestyle... interesting ain't it?

Night Before Christmas

A few more hours and it'll be Christmas already. This is probably the dullest holiday season I've had in recent years. The Christmas fever just isn't there. If it were not for the decors that adorn the city streets, you'd hardly ever notice it's that time of the year.

On a more personal note, my family usually gathers around my uncle's house every Christmas Eve. He passed away mid-2004 but we still continued the tradition last year. However, his family decided to spend the holidays in California so there won't be any Christmas Eve dinner, at least not this year.

My mom's not really big on Christmas celebrations either, so I'm not sure what's happening later on. I will most probably go out and hit my weekly joints before midnight and celebrate with some friends. I'm not sure too what establishments are open but I'm certain our weekend haunt Embassy will have it's niche crowd going on. At least I know where I'll be at. Where will you be?

Deja Vu

I came from my weekly Tuesday basketball gig tonight. Everything went well for most of the night as I was pretty much in the zone, short of being unstoppable. Until I stepped on someone else's foot toward the end of the last game, as we were leading by a big margin. My left ankle tweaked, rolled and turned as I fell to the floor. I immediately recounted my last ordeal with a major injury. I fractured my right ankle last July and it immobilized me for weeks. I had a cement cast on and needed crutches to get around. It was a nightmarish deja vu to say the least.

I was praying hard that it's nothing but a mild sprain as I can't really afford to break another bone (both financially and psychologically). Good thing though I was able to walk it off and it didn't get swollen. The ABL season is starting in mid-January and Team Adidas can't afford to miss my services. Haha.

Birthday Boy

I just turned 24 yesterday. Never really had anything planned so it was nothing great. I actually thought of throwing a party, but it was so impromptu that no one could commit on going. Add the fact that there are Christmas Parties being run here and there. So I threw the idea away and just decided to spend late dinner with the crew. Turned out to be one of my better birthday celebrations in recent years.

Sa uulitin mga pare. Ho! Ho! Ho!

Ground Rules

These are just some simple (yet overused) reminders for all those who play this game we call love. Some people tend to forget them so they might need refreshers.
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Don't hate the player, hate the game.

Don't play the game if you can't live by the rules.

Play with fire, you get burned.

Don't bite more than you can chew.

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Enough said. You guys get the drift.

Wedding Bells

A good friend of mine sent me a text the other night, asking if she could meet up with me. I was like, "What's up girl?" She said she had kwento and needed to tell me asap. I wasn't in the mood to go out and meet up with anyone so I politely declined. I said next time na lang. She said she'll drop by my place so that I don't need to hassle myself. Alright, so I agreed.

Fast forward. She told me that she was getting married. I didn't ask who the guy was because I pretty much had an idea already. She was getting hitched to the father of her four-year-old kid. I wasn't surprised at all considering I've always told her that her best option will always be going back to the father of her child, as other guys will have a hard time trying to accept her situation. I was telling her in a way that it's gonna be difficult for her to find another guy who'll accept her. In a sense, I told her that her back was against the wall, and that she hardly had any choice and the best cases scenario would be to get married to him. I was actually laughing at her too, as they've been on-and-off for like 5 years or so already. This is actually the third time they're planning a wedding. The past two ones didn't push through. With that kind of history, I honestly doubt this will work out.

Anyhow, I just wish you, my friend, all the best. I hope you're getting married for all the right reasons and not for the wrong ones. Time is too precious to be wasted on senseless things. I hope you're making the correct decision.

Only time will tell though.

Wonderful Week

A couple of good friends were in town over the last week. They're based in the province and can only come to Manila once a month at the most. So whenever they're here, we'd make it a point to party hard and enjoy.

It's been a helluva crazy week spending time with them. Too bad you they had to leave already. Bitin! Til the next time then... Do I hear January?

Maalaala Mo Kaya

I pride myself in having an excellent memory. I can remember even the most trivial of stuff. Anyway, I saw a really familiar face yesterday morning at the supermarket. I wasn't exactly sure, but I had a really good feeling that she was a classmate of mine back in college. Alright, so we made small talk and yeah she was the cute classmate I had in advertising class. I still remembered her name so it may have surprised her. Sayang though, numbers weren't exchanged 'cause she looked like she was in a hurry. Nevertheless it was a chance encounter I never expected.

It's always a good thing to have great memory. It normally does wonders even in the most unusual of circumstances.

Aliw.

Wasted

Damn, I slept around 8am with a really bad headache, and I woke up with an even nastier hangover. I haven't really binged on alcohol for the longest time but the get-together last night over at Fiamma was just too irresistible. Everyone was downing shots like there was no tomorrow.

Overflowing tequila, good food, with great friends... what more can you ask for?

Hell Mom

My mom has been becoming increasingly irritating recently. I'm not sure if age is catching up with her or she just has too much time in her hands. Anyway, I think she just has nothing to do so she's been finding ways to annoy herself even with the littlest of things. Maybe she fancies getting pissed off.

Wow, talk about having a pastime.

Play to win. If not, don't bother.

I have a pretty mean competitive streak, and it usually gets the best of me. Simply put, I don't like losing. No, I hate losing. Whether it's a pickup game of basketball or a harmless game of Counterstrike or Madden, I just want to win. There's absolutely no point in playing a game or a sport, if you don't want to win.

Since I give 110% effort all the time, I expect everyone else to do the same. Otherwise, they will hear it from me. And yeah, I can be pretty much tactless and straight-forward on the court. My friends can attest to that. My teammates at Adidas can prove that too. Outside the court or after the game, we're cool. Nothing personal.

So, what's the point of all this? Well, for me, you play a game, any game for that matter, to try to win. Of course, we can't win them all. Losing is normal. It happens even to the best of us. But I always give it my best shot. Some people comment that I'm being too serious, that I should play for fun. Well, if you want to play for fun, go do something else. Visit a theme park or something. Games are meant to be competitive. That's why they award a victory to the winner. I know other people play sports to sweat or get in shape. Well, go run the treadmill. It'll make you sweat and get you in shape too.

So play to win. If not, don't bother. It will save you a lot of time and effort.