Arigato, Irwin-san!

If I would ever make a list of my top inspirations for my life, the list would probably be short, concise, but varied. There's Shigeru Miyamoto whose creative genius emphasizes simplicity in video game design. There's comedian Jay Leno who never fails to deliver big laughs night after night. Count also Anthony Bourdain and Rokusaburo Michiba, two maverick chefs whose cooking skills I will never be able to match. On the industry of film and criticism, who could possibly neglect Roger Ebert--the undoubted demigod of his craft. And then there's Hayao Miyazaki, master of animation and head honcho at Studio Ghibli.

I could be forgetting a few others, but I could never forget to list Steve "The Crocodile Hunter" Irwin, the Australian naturalist and conservationalist who died in a tragic marine accident last Sept. 4, 2006.

He was a great inspiration, for lack of a more ornate description. He really was. He was the source of my love of and interest for animals, be they cute or ferocious, furry or scaly, big or small. To me, his greatest contribution to mankind was making us realize that for all our problems, for all our weaknesses, and for all our evils, deep down in our hearts, we are capable of much, much better things.

I'm sorry that your life here in this world was short. But what it lacked in length, it more than made up in substance. Thank you very much, mate!

I love this poem

I want to blog but I just can't

There's too little time that I can spend

All my chance I fail to use

My problem now I have no muse

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So it's as if I am a bum

Merely master of my own free time

Ideas enter but they do not stay

So when I type I lose my way

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To all my friends who read this blog

I apologize for being a snob

But to all of you I make this pledge

I swear to God I'll kick the hedge

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Open my mind is what I'll do

And stare at girls 'till I am blue

So fear not because I'm back

Now excuse me I have to hit the sack

Post-College Night

We planned to go to Tagaytay after the College Night: Time. We were supposed to sample the delights of Mushroom Burger and the Starbucks of Tagaytay Starbucks. But, since Moc and Sachie were with us, Shao's van couldn't quite handle our combined weight.

So instead we went to the very far and fine eating establishment called Tropical Hut in BF. What a road trip! There Jennie planned for Tats to have a "Burger FEst", as she calls it, in the future wherein we would experiment on just how many burgers Tats can eat in one sitting. That's to be discussed. So stay tuned!

Post-World Cup

France lost. Italy won. Zidane headbutted someone. Story of the night.

But the fun side of it was that we were all rooting for France, but when Italy was winning, we were rooting for them. And when Italy won it, we all did our best in singing "We are the Champions" in support of the huge Italian delegation amongst the crowd. Shameful, I tell you.

And so the four year wait for the 2010 South Africa World Cup begins. Hopefully, by that time, we'd all have more money in our hands to get better (and more) food.

ROd is 20! aww...

It might be hard to believe, but Rod Steven O. Vasquez (the bald dude on the extreme left. the cute girl is jam abrenica, his girlfriend) has turned 20. He is now on his way to becoming a millionaire by age 25...or not.

But never you mind that. Money's not important. The important thing is that Rod celebrated his birthday by having a drinking, gambling, smoking, failing-to-set-the-gear-shift-on-neutral-before-ignition (more on this later) bash! What a night!

Poker was the name of the night but some of the guys preferred to play "99". Good thing for us in the poker table because we were the ones still standing normally by the end of the whole party--everyone else had it in them.

And, before I forget, let me share the neutral thingy I was talking about earlier. You see, we were about to leave in Rod's van (me, Jam, Sachie, Moc, and driver Rod) when Rod got out of the car to say goodbye to the other peeps. He told Jam to start the car saying that it was in neutral (the gear shift). Turns out it was in 1st GEAR and that made the van move forward. Having no driver onboard, the van proceeded to push on, sliding down the not-so-steep road. As the van nearly had a close encounter with a electric post, I decided to jump towards the driver seat (cue Power Rangers music) hoping to be a hero. But being the car ignoramus that I am, I yelled: 'Where's the brake!!!???". Somebody shouted, "Gitna!", and the rest as they say is history. Whew!

But that didn't tarnish the occasion -- as a matter of fact that "incident" will be a source of many future barkada conversations. Most probably, though, at the expense of the bald dude who just turned 20. Happy bday Bokis!

ARGH!

Been unable to log in to the web for such a long time now. It felt like I've missed so much. Anyhows, I'm back and...I don't really have much time because I'm writing this while a price counter is ticking fast in a Netopia branch.

College Night: Time went on with just a few hitches yesterday. It was fun! Hoho. Undoubtedly the best production of the SSC-CoL yet. Most of the performances rocked, especially Shao's band and the funny videos.

Didn't get to see much of the crowd, though. Was too busy runnin' around makin' sure everything went as smooth as possible. There was a weird moment during the transition to the 90's if you could remember. Some 5 men (myself included) paraded, model-like, towards the mini-stage at the center to the tune of an obscure Michael Jackson music. That was an impromptu thingy. Yup. Impromptu. So don't ask.

Fun night yesterday and I'm sure tonight will be no different. We'll be watching Superman Returns in just a while and then at 4 am we'll go to San Mig Pub to watch the World Cup final between France and Italy. I'll be rooting for France because I'm symphatetic to the great Zinedine Zidane who will be retiring from the great sport after this match.

Too bad about the Japanese team. And too bad that Hidetoshi Nakata, our country's greatest ever player, decided to call it quits at a very young age of 29. We'll miss him. Now bring on the world basketball championships in Japan! (coming this august!)

***And congrats sa BSBA group--2nd runner up sa video production contest sa college night. Haha. Galing ni rod and JRF! Booyah! COngrats din k tats--best actor!

Passing through walls

Oh, yeah. I never had so much fun watching a bad movie. X-Men 3: The Last Stand I simply couldn't stand--good thing that the most gorgeous celebrity these eyes has ever laid its sights on was on-screen. Ellen Page aka Shadowcat or Kitty Pryde.

Oooohh. Joratio is only mildly attracted to her and Wally snubs her like an insect, but they don't have good eyes, you see--mine sees as clear as a crystal.

Never had I wanted to go to another country more desperately than now. I wanna go to Canada (her hometown)! *Sob*

Too bad Ben Foster (the guy who played Angel in X3) is rumored to be dating Ellen. Lucky bastard. I'll kick his ass.

Oooohhh. Ellen Page...