I'm here. but i guess y'awl knew that. updates...

teh bandwagon
yes, everybody seems to be moving webspaces. can't blame you if your using deh blogdrive. this place just kinda kept getting suckier and suckier. yes, i'll be leaving soon. i just hope i have enough time to do that nek week.

in other news

"ye olde Red Devil Firm" seems to be doing good these days. i haven't updated you guys about what happened. they lost this guy...
Ruud van Nistelrooy
... to big European rivals Real Madrid, where the Becks (another former Red Devil who went for the sunnier shores of Spain) currently is. Van Nistelrooy is actually not a bad guy to have in your team. he has been the top scorer in all Europe for the past couple of years now. It's just that, maybe, well, he's getting old. But he's still scoring in Madrid as of writing, only that Real isn't doing so well, and Man U is. How's that for a balat-sa-pwet story?

The campaign is firing on all cylinders, with the team contenders in 3 fronts. They did lose to 3rd tier Southend this week, which eliminated them from the Carling Cup. But they are still in for the UEFA Champions league -- leading their group and needing just a win to qualify for the knockout stages, the FA Cup wich starts January, and more importantly, top of the English Premier League. Defending champs Chelsea -- with new signings Michael Ballack and Andriy Schevchenko -- are hot on their heels, but have lost ground by losing a game last week. (All who hate Chelsea say "yeah!") Oh, and Ailene's Arsenal? Languishing four places down. Hehehe.

also...
i'll be getting myself a Real Madrid jersey from last year. Again, not a change of allegiance, but the SIEMENS logo in front is perfect for work. heheh.
O di ba?

and...
currently playing FIFA07 and Oblivion. FIFA07 is a football gamer's dream. Oblivion was the RPG star last year, and with good reason. The thing is just... immense. Moks can't handle the 3D third person view, so he can't enjoy the game. tee hee. donwori dude. DotA will still keep us up endless hours.

ongapala...
the apartment has gas again, and i've missed cooking for the looooongest time. so now i can cook again. payday has to come soon, because i'm thinking of all the seafood i can cook. shrimp, and fish, and crab... yummy stuff.

the serious stuff
for the good stuff, i'll have to make you wait one more week for this one. i'll be changing blogs and then we'll talk, okay?

stay tuned.

shoutouts
bebe, i'll be moving blogs. baka ikaw din gusto mo. justy tell me.
mokie, DotA naaaaaaa.
kim, err , transcience, err... illyria? Be a good girl, ya hear?
leah, the new car has got to be roadtripped. sisigawan din namin yung mga driver na maninigaw sa'yo.
ailene, never mind that arsenal has gone to the dogs. come and cook your spaghetti for us.
ida, go diet girl.
to the ones i left out, yes, i did purposely leave you out. i have my reasons. hehehe. but mostly, tinatamad na ako.
 

I wrote the first episode here, and moks continued the story here. This is the third installment of our ongoing DotA saga.



"The light of Elune bathed all of Kalimdor in a soft, milky white light. Malfurion Stormrage [better known as Furion to the rest of the Sentinel] stood high up on a bluff, the north wind carrying his heavy locks to air, taking in the waste that lay before him.

Tsk tsk… the ancient wood elf let out something close to a smile in his mind. Archimonde will never know now how close he was to destroying the Nordrassil, the world tree. Even he himself had doubted what the wisps could do to protect their ancient. But he could still remember the blinding light, the burst of energy that almost set his own mana on fire, and the Dreadlord Archimonde's scream as the wisps literally consumed him. The Scourge's irresistible advance was finally stopped. And yet his high-elven gift of foresight knew…"

to read the rest of the story, click here to go to the Stories that Wander.

 

i just want you to know that i am starting to understand you now, now that some of these things have been made clear. i do not claim to know everything, but God knows how many times i have led you to think that i did. forgive me for the times that i acted like that, even when i knew i didn't have a clue at all.

seriously, all men should be given the privilege of true enlightenment when it comes to understanding you. i don't claim to have reached that point myself, but even as i'm beginning to know you, i feel that an apology must be extended. i cannot speak for all men, of course, but as one man i ask -- forgive me for all the things i have assumed, for the way that my heart and mind has led me to treat you, for the way i have promoted my self as being above you. [i am not.]

God bless you for keeping me sane, for balancing the world with your heart. some would say you're nothing but a big bag of "emotional". i want you to know that's a lie. if you are labeled "emotional", we might as well label all men... well, "horndogs". i know that you are emotional at times, sometimes more than what i can deal with... sometimes more than what i think is enough for a certain situation. but i want you to know that i have begun to understand -- it's not all your fault. it's also because we men can't deal with the fact that you are different and as such deal with things differently. we men caryy ourselves this way because want to be labeled "rational". i want you to know that sometimes i just do that for people to think that i am in control. i fact, most times i'm as helpless as you are, and i'm just too weak to admit it.

when people say that you are weak, i want you to know that's a lie. i know of your strength, because God designed you to be man's support. i want you to know that your help in keeping us men balanced is invaluable during times when we try to take on the world through sheer bluster. most times, it is your gentleness and warmth that creates an atmosphere of peace around my mind -- i can make my decisions within reach of love and grace given to me by God through you. i apologize because most times you are the one who takes the brunt of the emotions that i am too conscious to let out in public. when in anger i get frustrated at my helplessness and at the fact that i have to make the call just the same, i know that you are there to take the edge off my frustrations, with the warmth that you offer.

i apologize because though i never admit it, i lead you into the future with nothing sure but my next step, if at all. most times, i run blind and make the decisions by the seat of my pants. when i fall and make wrong decisions, i look for others to blame. how come we men never have the guts to apologize for the wrong decisions that we make, playing down the gravity of the mistake with the "i had to make the decision" excuse? and we have the guts to call you "unsure"? truth is, if i had to make these decisions on my own, they would be a hundred times harder without you here beside me.

i pray that we learn this, and better sooner than later -- this life was meant to be lived out by you and me, TOGETHER. you have an equal part in this as i have. true, i may have the last word on most issues, but the weight will always always be too heavy for me without you there. i cannot live my life alone, for God has designed me to be with you. your life is not inferior to mine, as my survival is totally dependent on how well you support me.

and in there lies the catch that most men miss -- my survival in this life planned out for me depends heavily on you, because it was planned out for you as well. your survival in this life depends largely on the decisions i make for us, so we better work this out together. surely, alone, we will fall and be food for bitterness and defeat. i thank God that He has made this plain now.

i need you. this helpless, hapless man needs the gentle push from you. know that the steps of faith i take are all the more complete when you say "go ahead, take it for us."

there is strength in you that a man would never ever know. let no one tell you otherwise.

 

*photo courtesy of shutterstock

 

 

There was a time when I used to believe the all-too-familiar movie line, "There is a bit of goodness in everyone." I believed it heart and soul, too. I expected good out of everyone, and that if ever they did wrong, they would eventually snap out of it and apologize to the people they wronged and make right the things they disturbed. I bit that -- hook, line and the freaking fisherman with it. But that was a looong time ago.

 

Read the rest of this essay at Still Earthbound.

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