stream of unconciousness

basketball season is around the bend, just want to have everybody wish the UP College of Law Basketball team luck.  do it.  do it. do it.

basketball is probably the only thing that can keep me occupied without being bored for more than 6 hours.  in high school i used to play ALONE, AT NOON, in our school’s OPEN COURT, in my GALA UNIFORM.  for PE we would play it until we HAD to leave (imagine having a class you actually wanted to go to), in college we’de play until the old twins or Jong from the covered courts would literally shut the lights out on us. i don’t understand it.  When it comes to studying and all that, i can hardly last 30 mins…but when it comes to basketball, you sometimes wish it would never end.  thinking about it, studying shouldn’t be that boring! 

first of all, you KNOW you’ll get something out of it.  the effort you put in will automatically have an effect on your academic performance (not to mention, added knowledge, which is always good), so if you’re really greedy, you can study all day, and go to sleep with the cozy feeling of getting a 1.25 in the subject, getting on the honors list, scoring a plush job, making your first mil in your first year as a lawyer, having a yacht…you get the idea.

let’s compare that to basketball…what do we get out of it?  NU-THING…well, a good workout probably.  you get rough hands, calloused feet, have to spend on basketball gear, gym reservations, you get tired and sweaty, you have to buy water or gatorade after…but for some reason people, like me (there are a lot of us), would choose it over studying no questions asked, any day of the week, rain or shine.  coz it’s fun?  what in the hell makes it fun?!?! 

ugh, if someone could find the element to an activity that makes it ‘fun’ and apply it to whatever endevour is the most hassel for people…we’d live in a perfect world.  PERFECT.  if you like what you do, you keep doing it, and you eventually end up doing it really really well.  when you love what you’re doing and do it really well, you’re a happy guy, and happy guys are infectious, your whole family would be happy, parent’s wouldnt beat their kids and spouses.  nobody would grow up to be criminals.  and even if there are still going to be criminals (due to their not having benefitted from the ‘perfect world’ set up as kids), there’s always the application of the ‘fun’ element to them..(meaning they’d be able to get jobs narin and enjoy their lives, not needing crime). 

man, if anybody knows of any study that pinpoints what makes something ‘fun’…tell me, please…that could very well be the key to a great future for me…and for AHLLLLLL the laaaaaahnd.

only problem lang…everybody’ll apply the fun ‘element’ to the most high paying endevours (academics malamang)…if that becomes the case, i’m sticking to being a basketball enthusiast…there aren’t going to be that many of us left by that time…i’m sure society’d be glad to pay us for the function we fill…just to have us around.  a reminder of the old life, back when there were such things as slackers:)

hello world!  3rd year second sem bay-beeee. to all you haters, booyah!  i can’t believe i made it this far, hehehe but here i am:)

so far the sem has been pretty sucky though.  as grateful as i am about still being around, i can’t kick the old habit of slacking off the first part of a semester.  i think it’s partly because of the schedule i have (as pointed out by sharry).  during the week i only have 1 class with my block, the rest, i’m either an international student or the class is an elective.  i find sharing classes with the block really helps me out.  i mean, it’s almost impossible to ignore the fact that everybody else is studying for the class except you.  this sem i don’t have that luxury since only my saturday classes are with them.  so here i am, 3 weeks in to the semester and still acting like it’s semestral break.  i spend my weekdays either sleeping in the lounge, talking to random people or playing that goddammed ‘alien shooters’ game on the lounge PC.  Cesar beat my inhuman score of around 8 million by a measly 12 thousand…ugh, the one thing i had going for me in law school and he had to take it from me.  dam u cesar bruan, dam you

i realize i almost always blog when i’m pissed or down or something.  im now convinced this is therapeutic:)  helps me sort stuff out and makes me realize how stupid my problems are.  tonight’s one of those nights.

no, i dont really have ‘a problem’.  it’s more, i’m in a ‘blah’  mood.  right now, i feel the only way i can really enjoy life is if i become a secret agent of some sort.  NO i haven’t even watched casino royale yet, this has just always been a fantasy of mine.  NO it’s not coz i want to be like jeniffer garner.  i’d like to be more of an ethan hunt type hehehe you know, part of a team.  for me it’s the best job in the universe. 

first of all, you get to have a secret identity.  very cool.  you get to play a role.  meaning no matter what you do, you don’t have to worry about being ‘true’ to yourself, coz hey, your NOT yourself…everything is business and you dont have to worry about your conscience (ok, fine maybe a LITTLE, in some situations) bothering you.

next, you get to train in self defense, ammunitions, code breaking…all that cool stuff.  you’d be like a modern day ninja with all your training.  man, i wish i was a ninja…

next, chances are, since you’re undercover, your expenses would be subsidized, living, food all that…you wouldn’t have to pay a cent from your salary.  i mean, wouldn’t it look bad if your cover was that you were a wealthy arms dealer from vietnam, but then people saw you eating in some side-of-the-road canteen in you’re $10,000 suit, just so u could save a few bucks?  ofcourse it would, it would ‘compromise the mission’  (and getting to say ‘compromise the mission’ is also very cool in itself).  another cool thing about having the ‘agency’ pay for everything is that you won’t have to worry about wrecking anything, heck i’m sure repairs for the porche is part of the budget.

next, you get to travel a lot!

meet people from all walks of life!

get to carry a gun!

great health benefits!

get to use lines like "i’m going to get you out of here"

ok, so now the downside.  you never really get to meet new friends outside whoever it is you work with.  you can never really have a life of your own.  you always worry about somebody coming after you.  you always worry if your a good person and if people really like you for who you are or for who you’re ’suppose to be’ (naks, deep), you get limitted contact with friends and family…

ok yah, i guess being a secret agent can blow.  sigh.  great, nothing to look forward to in life. 

Oooh!!  a vampire!  now THAT would be cool…you’d get to have like superhuman strength, and you move really fast, and you’d live for like…forever….and you’d be really smart coz your so old…and you get to travel and..