Cling, baby
Weekend getaway. Mes amies and I are off to Cebu, an hour-long flight from Manila, tomorrow. This is where Anthony Bourdain had "the best pig ever". Now, it was originally supposed to be a beach trip, because deliriousoracle said she missed the beach, after being stuck in L.A. for several years. I suggested Cebu, because I also wanted to make a lechón detour. ...Then, we realized none of us actually like the beach, so we're canceling the beach part of our beach trip. Haha! I love my friends. =)
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Passer à l'action. I've started to play a bit of basketball in our garage, eschewing my usual running/jump rope/Jillian Michaels workouts because I was getting bored as hell to have to do them. Yes, we had basketball classes back in high school and college, but from that first day that my dad and my brother corrected my shooting form, I made more shots in that single day than I had made in my entire life previously.
Oddly, I prefer handling the ball with my left hand, and even my follow-throughs are done by my left hand; even if I'm typically right-handed/footed. This may be a disadvantage on my part against a right-handed defender. Then again, I also favor defending with my left, so it'll work well on a right-handed offensive player.
I'm really not a competitive athlete; I just like doing sports for the sake of doing them. Like how I had absolutely no interest in sparring back when I was taking up kickboxing.
Today, maybe I'll continue to practice on my layups, and on the morning before our flight, I can practice shooting again. Since I won't have my brother chasing after the ball for me (school), running after the ball is a workout in itself.
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Defeating the purpose. So, I carry around two iPhones now, my old 3G (I'll still call it Ry-Ry) and the 3GS that the office gave me, which I now call P.P. I got an iPhone for myself because I wanted to have one fewer gadget to be paranoid about in my purse.
Why can't I carry just one phone? Well. The 3G is the one I bought with my own money, and it has my personal number, which most people have. But P.P. has the better camera and the line with an unlimited data plan. When I resign, I'll have to turn P.P. and that work-issued number in.
In a way, I'm also finding there are personal apps (my daily expenses and, uhm, "monthly friend" tracker, for example) that I'd feel uncomfortable keeping on a work-issued phone, while the stickler in me also likes that I don't keep a barrage of apps (the ones I have to benchmark/spy on in relation to my work) on my personal phone.
And iPhone 4? At first I was planning to buy one, but after scratching my dad's car badly last week, my money is going to have to pay for car repairs. Sigh. Maybe I can get a new iPhone next year instead. Or just hope that work gives me an iPhone 4 for myself. =P
Entry title from: Tété, "Fils de Cham"
Want: J.J. Redick in the Celtics, so there's finally some textbook eye candy in the team. But I joked to my family that Pierce might have a clause in his contract that the C's can't hire any pretty boys so that he'll look like the pretty one, in comparison. =P
Lust: Yoann Gourcuff. The only reason I'm sad over France's elimination.
Love: Cheese waffles
Hate: Not getting enough sleep
Also hate: Myself for not knowing sooner that Gourcuff was in AC Milan? With Kaká AND Pippo Inzaghi?! ARGH.
* * *
Passer à l'action. I've started to play a bit of basketball in our garage, eschewing my usual running/jump rope/Jillian Michaels workouts because I was getting bored as hell to have to do them. Yes, we had basketball classes back in high school and college, but from that first day that my dad and my brother corrected my shooting form, I made more shots in that single day than I had made in my entire life previously.
Oddly, I prefer handling the ball with my left hand, and even my follow-throughs are done by my left hand; even if I'm typically right-handed/footed. This may be a disadvantage on my part against a right-handed defender. Then again, I also favor defending with my left, so it'll work well on a right-handed offensive player.
I'm really not a competitive athlete; I just like doing sports for the sake of doing them. Like how I had absolutely no interest in sparring back when I was taking up kickboxing.
Today, maybe I'll continue to practice on my layups, and on the morning before our flight, I can practice shooting again. Since I won't have my brother chasing after the ball for me (school), running after the ball is a workout in itself.
* * *
Defeating the purpose. So, I carry around two iPhones now, my old 3G (I'll still call it Ry-Ry) and the 3GS that the office gave me, which I now call P.P. I got an iPhone for myself because I wanted to have one fewer gadget to be paranoid about in my purse.
Why can't I carry just one phone? Well. The 3G is the one I bought with my own money, and it has my personal number, which most people have. But P.P. has the better camera and the line with an unlimited data plan. When I resign, I'll have to turn P.P. and that work-issued number in.
In a way, I'm also finding there are personal apps (my daily expenses and, uhm, "monthly friend" tracker, for example) that I'd feel uncomfortable keeping on a work-issued phone, while the stickler in me also likes that I don't keep a barrage of apps (the ones I have to benchmark/spy on in relation to my work) on my personal phone.
And iPhone 4? At first I was planning to buy one, but after scratching my dad's car badly last week, my money is going to have to pay for car repairs. Sigh. Maybe I can get a new iPhone next year instead. Or just hope that work gives me an iPhone 4 for myself. =P
Entry title from: Tété, "Fils de Cham"
Want: J.J. Redick in the Celtics, so there's finally some textbook eye candy in the team. But I joked to my family that Pierce might have a clause in his contract that the C's can't hire any pretty boys so that he'll look like the pretty one, in comparison. =P
Lust: Yoann Gourcuff. The only reason I'm sad over France's elimination.
Love: Cheese waffles
Hate: Not getting enough sleep
Also hate: Myself for not knowing sooner that Gourcuff was in AC Milan? With Kaká AND Pippo Inzaghi?! ARGH.