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I went a-drinkin' and someone threatened me with flying beer bottles, if i'd seen one. I wanted to show her one. The B-word comes to mind right about now. Undistinguished, uneducated, provincial, insecure nobody. That's just the way it is. Still a nobody. Pitiful. Bacteria. Prokaryote. Amoeba. Refuse. Know who you're speaking to, cause they might know you. Invalid. Degenerate. I know she was a girl at some point but if you met met her, you might throw an entire case, but, what a waste of good beer right? Its all good though. Switch. *** It's so easy to give up. You don't even need a reason. After 10 years of medical school what's the logic in giving up. There will always be a reason that will make it ok. A reason for mediocrity. If you think it's hard to continue, it's much harder to start again. It's sad to realize that not everyone is cut out to be a doctor, and intelligence is not a big part of it. My friends will never read this. They are individuals in their own right and it's not my place to tell them what to do with their lives. At times everyone becomes envious, losing respect for levels and achievements you have yet to reach. Trying to be cool when you simply are not. Losing insight on the first principles leading to misguided, overconfident proclamations and generalizations that are not only devoid of knowledge but also wisdom. You cannot know every answer. But that doesn't matter, its the process, the application that counts. When you understand you don't have to memorize. The point is keep moving forward. When you tire slow down, don't confuse activity with productivity. Don't get discouraged. You're not smart enough, tall enough, fast enough, strong enough. Become smarter, stand taller, be faster, grow stronger. Hard work beats talent everytime. Have faith. You cannot do it alone. In times of weakness, He is your greatest strength. He will carry you. He's carried me and He will carry you. There will be times when you are better than everyone else, there will also be times when everybody else seems to be better than you. Don't be too proud, don't be too humble, just be. Just quietly go about your business. Get it done. Have enough character to follow through, finish what you start, take responsibility. You don't need inspiration. It's overrated. Just get it done. *** Friday, March 11, 2005 Involuntary muscle control. Facial twitches and spasms. Gastric gas is not a body odor. It is an emission. Like fecal material and urine and spit. People acting like they know when they just heard it somewhere and are just overconfident and speculating, guesing. Read or consult, surf the net, watch documentaries, CNN, have references. That's just quack, heresay. And be efficient about it. Don't waste your time, don't waste mine. Urine has physiologically a next to zero bacterial count than saliva. When your saliva has bacteria in it do you take antibiotics? Have ever even had your saliva examined? Sputum is not saliva. Have the ability to define the words that you use. Don't say, "you know what i mean", "alam mo na yun". That's just dumb man. Common sensibility is simply the capacity to deduct with reason based on facts and laws and accepted hypothese. And what the hell is a fashionista. Be sensible. How can you spend 40,000 on a phone and not have money for coffee, or not even have a car, or even dress appropriately. It's a brain drain campaign of the greatest scope and magnitude. Steve Francis wrapped the ball around his body on a fast break possession with noone on him, twice! See what I mean? He didn't convert on his layup and ended up with a technical foul for complaining to the referee. See what I mean? Twice! A fastbreak is supposed to be just that, fast. Brain drain. You really don't have to be that smart nowadays, because people are just dumber, and they work at being dumber. Relativity. Migratory goat patterns. Shifted now to the eastern hemisphere due to a subtle barely noticeable, shortened electromagnetic band width in the Van Allen Belt. Migratory goat patterns. *** Thursday, March 03, 2005 I played my last game last night, a championship game. I started well, real hot, man I had it going on. Then what happens happens. Who the hell substitutes 5 players in a championship game. Let the blame go where the blame goes. What's sad is the guys who played the eliminations,the garbage games weren't the same guys who lost it. The lazy ones, who were only in it for the glory,the people who didn't deserve to be there, because they didn't earn it. They lost it for us. I can't say i didn't feel bad losing, but i left it all on the court and that's where it'll stay. I still love the game because of everything it has taught me, everything it has given back . I hope i gave back as much to my teammates, opponents, friends, people who took time out to watch. I played hard, honestly, as gracefully and elegantly as I could, just the way i hope i live my life. I may have had more talent, more smarts, but what separates the stars is old-fashioned hard work. That's what i have pride in. Because nothing great comes without hard work. I had my time, my moments, and they were spectacular at times. *** |
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