Sunday, August 2, 2009

Ballin'

How I love the game and everything about it.
The mental preperations on a pre-game basis. The butterflies you feel as game day gets closer and closer. One nights' sleep till game day, you worry about the amount of sleep you get, as if it's gonna be the game of your life. You start to think of what could go wrong, you then begin to think of your shining moments in the game.. How the crowd would get out of their seats and yell to the top of their lungs. Assuring that aggressive attitude you worked to get that point, and how that same feelings transfers to the supporting crowd. The nervousness grows heavier as you draw closer the courts. Mental preparation, trying to hype yourself up, making yourself feel more aggressive. The music on blast, loud, angry, and vulgar. Now you're getting mad! Building hatred against the other team, wanting to talk shit and put hands for no reason, and plus you don't even know them. But it's not personal hatred... Sportsmanship type hatred. Take it out on the court.. as soon as tip-off happens you let it ALL out! It's your chance to shine. The diffeerent look on everybody's faces. Mostly angry, anxious, and hungry for the rock, but some wearing a look like "Omg, coach, take me out already". The two different colors going at it, height differentiates the different positions each player would play and that's to your advantage to take. The sweat of your palms intensify as the referee approaches center court with the ball for the tip-off. Lookin' around, making sure you know where all your players are, and where the other teams' players are. The ref holds the ball out, chirps the whistle once. You squat down, feel your man knowing they're still next to you, makin' sure they go no where 'till the ball has been secured. The squeaks of basketball shoes rubbing against the floor, the yelling, the calling outs of different plays. "I'm open", "watch it behind you!", "Take the shot!", "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!", "Grab that rebound!"... "Good shit boy". It's a battle field... Except, theirs nothing to be lost. You mess up? Get back out there, shake it off, keep your head high, and hustle back. .

haha, dang.
To be continued.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Come out and play

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Sunday, July 5, 2009

You are what they call a... "Beautiful Creation"

I was going through my closet today, trying to find anything I could to sell, No luck :/
However, I found a couple of empty "Vans" shoe boxes. I took 'em out of my closet initially to throw them into the recycle. But instead I started to cook something up in my mind...
I came up with the idea of using these boxes as a material thing to use to express one's individuality. I call it... the "Box-Top". Pretty generic, I know. But the whole concept of the box is to only show the head part of the body as in the face, the eyes, the nose, the hair, ANYTHING, and even the mind... that's why it's called the box-top.
It's gonna show your face, or at least a portion of it to the point it's hopefully recognizable by others. If not, it's okay because there's still the idea of using one side of the box to illustrate what's going on in your mind. And with this, you may express any personal traits that you think people know you best for, or just anything you stand for as being yourself. I want to stress that I mean ANYTHING that's on your mind that people would have a clue to know it's you.

I went ahead and started my own...
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Using one side, I "illustrated" (Sorry I'm not a very good artist, haha.) my face traits. And I just put my name on the bottom just incase people get sick of guessing, haha.

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Here's where I'm talking about how the top side of the box is gonna illustrate your personality traits, or it could be whatever it is that's on you rmind. But here I did it based on my personality traits. I like to think of myself as a "chill" person, and when I think of the word "Chill" the first thing that comes to mind is an island with a sunset. So... that's what goes on the top, haha. Understand?

I find these things to be humorous, haha. And I want to make more... So please, if you'd like to have one of your own be made, Let me know! I'd be thrilled. IM me or PM me on myspace. I only have a few extra more of these boxes though, so try and provide one yourself. If you can't, ask somebody, one of your friends are bound to have an empty "Vans" shoe box, haha. Can't wait to hear some feedback. Let's see more of these things aye?

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What a Fail, haha.

Haha, so camping was a fail. It was hella gloomy, windy, and grey. So my family decided to leave... on the First day. This weekend was just not it. It was nice for me though, but better luck next time.

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Came Home, then went to go watch fireworks at VBB.
It was crowded, but endurable. Happy 4th of July.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Chill...

Kerks, what's going on with you right now?

These past two weeks have been really vagu. I don't know if I should call it good or bad, But I wanna say good, or atleast Alright. As in, everything's just going along... Nothing has been planned, I haven't paid much attention to any details about anything, and I feel hella lost.. Haha, i guess that's the absolute definition of being in a chill state. But I don't know how the hell I'm doing right now. I feel hella mixed.. I'm hella confused and crap. I need to figure myself out. Bout to go camping with family, Maybe this'll help me out, take some time. Fuckin get away..
Summer is going by smoothly, It's very relaxing. And it should be for everybody. Hella laid back, going to things at the last minute, haha. It's coo tho, I'm enjoying the riiiiiiide. I don't want it to end...
I wanna spend time with people, I wanna be around a crowd or a group most of the time, Or I always wanna just chop it up and chill. As long as I'm not alone. I like just sitting down and talking. I like being outside and roaming. I like playing basketball with random Niggas and shit, haha. Ahhh, I feel all good now for some reason.

Fuck, I'm trying to change myself. I'm trying to be somebody that makes decisions without turning back. No regrets, I wanna be able to stand behind whatever I conclude. And I wanna stop thinking that just because something is the way it is, doesn't mean it's the end of the fuckin' world. Sorry for my language, haha shit I wanna change that too. I wanna be more proper, more precise. More friendly, More caring, less contemplative, less "UN-"decisive, and more active. I swear, I can't stay in the house! unless I'm hella tired, then daaaaaamn I just wanna chill. Come by the house and chill with me. We'll make brownies and talk and shit :)

I don't know what else to write. I can't wait to leave, but I know once I leave I'll be hella anxious to come back. Ahhh, I just can't wait to chill. I'll take pictures and shiiiit, Have a great weekend. Everybody have a safe 4th of July. Again... sorry for all this cussing, haha. Text me though, even though I might not have service. I wanna come back to my phone with hella stuff. And yes, I mean ANYBODY. . .
fuck I'm still feeling hella mixeed and shit. Oh well,

paize.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

A Michael Jackson Tribute.

The CPDRC prisoners at it again. My Mom showed it to me when I came back from the gym this morning. It's pretty amazing.. It literally wasn't until this morning when it finally hit me that Michael Jackson died...



It's not even about Filipino pride anymore, It's for the world to admire and be a part of. God bless Michael Jackson and all his achievements. May he dance and sing for all eternity in heaven. Rest in peace King of Pop, rest in peace.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Packin' heat

Damn, this deserved a post. Even if it is out of my precious time.
Oh happy day..

So today i find out that i don't even need summerschool. AT all. in fact, i'm AHEAD with my credits. Those two days IN hercules high was not crackin'.
But now i have a free summer, FREE!

i have this week planned out.
Gonna watch transformers, fasho.
Baldo's this friday maybe, and forensics. Plus YN? haha
Buddha's grad party, then AJ's suprise party.

Happy summer. Love Kerks :)

p.s. it's hella hot... YES!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

I don't believe in Magic..

Summer...
Can't believe it came so quick. It really doesn't even feel like it yet. I'm still stuck on feeling like we're still in school.
Everything's been alright though :)
Kickin' It with people a lot.
Victoria by the bay, EVERY DAMN DAY, haha.
It's chill there man, no lie, especially when you're with people you enjoy being around.
And the past weekend I hosted a play-offs kick back at my house. Zack, Ian, Kao, Lee, Devin, Thanh, Bip, Luis, Renjie, Aj, and Michelle.
Lakers take it, Kobe's 4TH Championship win. I didn't believe in magic from the start of the finals. Chilled at Victoria By the Bay after. Went on an adventure, watched the sunset :)
Ehhh, too much about Saturday. FINNA make this short.

There's more to come this summer. Let go and Live!





.... I feel empty not being able to talk to her :(