Last Sunday, I forced myself to wake up early to eat breakfast before watching Pacquiao vs Marquez Trilogy. Among all boxing bouts I have enjoyed watching, I am quite sure that this fight is another record breaking one since I know how Mexicans fight and how Filipinos fights. They fight til the end. It's really a face to face battle in the ring.
I was hoping that I can recover from my disappointment with the previous fight of one of the Philippines' best boxers, Nonito Donaire with the seemingly statue on the ring versus Narvaez.
The undercard matches were good to watch but what I was really eager about was the final match between the two warriors, the two nemesis on the ring. When I heard Maria Aragon sang Lupang Hinirang, the national anthem of the Philippines, I felt my skin having goosebumps all over. It was one of those instances where you just feel the pride of being a Filipino. While the camera zoomed in to the two players I can see the fierce look in Marquez' face. It only showed that he's really determined to bring down Pacquiao. Looking on the other hand was the figure of the champion, pacman in his red and blue attire. I just don't know where I get the feeling that Pacquiao seemed to have lost radiance that night unlike in his other fights where he really looked aggressive. While watching, i was wondering if something was bothering him.
Then the bell rang and the first round of the match started. Clearly, the first round would be on Pacman. Though Marquez was trying to move in and throwing some punches, Pacquiao was the more aggressive one. It was too much for me to expect a knockout for Pacquiao on the 4th or 5th round. I guess I got used to it. But my predictions failed me. 5th,6th, 7th rounds passed and the events suddenly turned its tables. I can see the punches of Marquez going straight to Pacman's face. Holy Crap,I said to myself. Pacman was getting into a big trouble. He might lose this fight. But in the later rounds, Pacquiao came back again throwing deadlier punches at Dynamita. While waiting for Michael Buffer to announce the winner, I said to myself this could be a split decision in favor of Marquez or a draw.
I was shocked when Pacquiao was announced as the winner via majority decision.
But still I jumped for joy. I am happy that he won. But some people were not.
Then I just suddenly realized, people from afar can judge based on what they see but we have to consider what the judges think. In a boxing match, they follow the so called 10 point rule to be able to win the bout. You either knockdown your opponent on his knees or win the judges scorecards.In most cases, the defending champion has the advantage.
Some people were doubtful as to whether Pacman really won the bout. I myself was included in that group. But after watching the replay, I summarized the key points of the boxing match:
1. First is that if you are the challenger and you want to defeat the defending champion, you should knockdown the champion and be more dominant in the ring.
2. In terms of the volume of punches, Pacquiao landed more punches that Marquez.
3. Marquez is a good counter puncher but in most round we can see how Pacquiao aggressively initiates throwing power punches.
4. We can have opinions about the fight but we cannot question the decision of the judges. The verdict is final so we just respect that.
5. Pacquiao might have knockdown hall of famer Mexicans in the field of boxing but this will not always happen the way most viewers would often see.
I highly commend Marquez for being an excellent fighter but I still think that he fell short in destroying Pacquiao. Pacman won only by a thin hairline had it not been for the score in the later rounds, he could have lost the fight. In lieu of this, a rematch is possible to answer the questions and doubts of some.
Pacquiao has brought honor and pride to our country. He has opened several opportunities to his fellow boxers. Although I don't idolize him as a politician, I respect him for being one of the best boxers ever lived.

Nowadays, I keep on attempting to write things that are beyond my usual theme; something that I haven’t really experienced and just find inspiration to write about it. The theme of the following write up came from another Korean drama I recently watched, the series Lie to Me. i hope you'll get to understand the flow of the story based on my write-up. ;)
I used to be crippled with the catena of lies that surround me. Wanting to just give up, I have never felt like my heart is being slowly crushed into diminutive pieces. I was discreetly mad at the world but I had to make myself believe everything was fine. Generalizing the thought that love is defunct or at least for me was way much logically easier than to keep on struggling with my sentimental being. Back then, believing in that magic was something beyond my comprehension. It was futile, it was cynical.
But just one sunny day, the figure of you suddenly changed the mainstream of my thoughts. You subtly disturbed my emotion’s stillness. Then everything abruptly had a 360 degree turn. There is a part of me who wants to get to know you, to enjoy spending every single moment. Gazing through those eyes makes me just melt inside. Slowly my perspective changes, it begins to drift away from the hurtful past I have always wanted to forsake.
Now, being with you seem like a dream I could only take a glimpse of before. But when I touch you, when I hear you laugh, when I feel my heart palpitates for a while and how you simply titillate my psyche, I could not deny from something I am afraid to want. Yes, you are something I am afraid to want. Fear of almost any possible scenarios have conjured up my mind. Fear that I had felt long ago which turned out to be something dreadful, something that almost destroyed me.
But when you reach out for my hand, those stupid thoughts vanish away into wilderness. Was it my capacity to drop those thoughts or was it your effortless magic? Deep down, I know it was no magic, it is just you, your sincerity, your whole being that assures me you won't let go of my hand. There is no need to hear for any promise because I just know, you'll be there just when I need you.

They say, tell me who your friends are and I will tell you who you are. The group of people you stay with just reflects the kind of person you are. In my case, I am lucky and proud to have met the most beautiful people I know in this lifetime. Not everyone gets this chance, this rare opportunity to get to meet good friends that you can really hold on to when you are groping in the dark; people whom you can laugh with whenever you make stupid mistakes but never allows you to falter, people who just bring out the best in you yet never impedes your own identity; people who make you laugh when times are just too difficult and people who consider you a real friend and stand by what it truly means.
In my eyes, how do I view my true friends…It is when…
… you can just talk about anything under the sun.
You can talk about the most serious and the most senseless things and can find meaning to it.
… they can scream at you at the top of their lungs for doing idiotic mistakes and yet hug you after a while.
Only genuine friends can tell you things straight in to your eyes without any pretensions.
…you can just be yourself.
There is no need to be someone else, it is just you and the real friendship that you offer.
…you call them in the wee hours of the morning and scold you for doing so yet is so frantically worried.
…you haven’t met for such a long time but when you do, it’s as if you have last seen each other just yesterday.
…they fight for you when even at times you feel too weak to even stand up for yourself.
… they never hide your weaknesses and imperfections but never focus on them.
…they uplift your soul and bring out the best in you
…you just feel loved unconditionally, no ifs, no buts.
Time is of the essence. It is a major element that not all of us can afford to waste it on senseless things and futile endeavors. Just this day when I heard the news about Steve Job's death, I felt a pinch of sadness. It is not that I am naive whenever death is the topic.Probably, the main reason is that at the back of my mind I was thinking,"He's dead but while he was still alive, he overcame his own difficulties, his personal struggles and he arose,transforming the world.He lived his life everyday as if it were his last.

There is indeed no time to time to go back when you made the wrong choice, or to change the course of events when it is not favoring you. For every single minute that is spent on idle things would mean foregoing the chance of doing something greater, had it been spent in a better way. When I say valuing time; it is in the way how you chase your dreams and how you make them come true;it is in the way how you love and spend quality time with people you love it is in the way you become a valuable citizen of the society, giving honor to this country. As what my father would always tell me, time is precious and time that was lost would never be regained.
Today, I am turning 23. For a few months, I felt that my life was on a useless still. I was confused but I was fighting back. I have always known what my dreams are, I was just entertaining fears to torment my mind. But even so,I am fighting back. I know there has to be something for me. Finally, just the other day I received my admission for my graduation school program. I am now officially back as a student. I am no ordinary student now. For deep inside me, I am willing to learn whatever it takes to pursue my personal legend.
This is another unique subconscious encounter with someone whose identity is yet unknown to me. A few weeks ago I had this dream of bumping into this persona; the facade of his appearance seem lean and his eyes resplendently gaping at my whole existence. I couldn’t remember the dialogues, even the face but I vividly remember the feeling, the pristine emotions,variegated sensations that were present. I am not a connoisseur in interpreting dreams. Weird as it may seem but I think that night my subconscious mind is just giving a clear picture of what I really look for in a person. I am leveling up the ante,(I’m not saying my standards are impossible. They are high but not impossible. ;D)
And so I am just so inspired to write a short poem in an instant (i apologize for any errors hope its not a grammatical one ;p)
The evening light suffused unto your eyes that night
In my dreams, you just appeared in my sight
Stole the stillness of the night as I peacefully sleep
Took me me near you, make my heart leap
That moment felt like forever ,I couldn’t explain why
Groping for my rational thoughts, I sigh
“Are you for real or just to good to be true.”
Meeting your gaze, I courageously asked you
Ive been waiting this lifetime to find someone
An honest, sincere and perfect gentleman
A guy who can stand up and fight until the end
The shattered pieces of my heat, he can mend
Only one sweet embrace could give the answer I need
A pure and sincere love long before I heed
I was at first confusely unwilling to give in
But my mind stepped back let my heart win
For once, I could feel my heart resonating my mind
When in fact before it was so stupid and blind
Didn’t know where it start, when or how
But I dont even care all I see is now
It might take sometime for you to find me
But I pray it wont last a lifetime for you to see
That my love story would end, with you and me.
Finding the right way of which I should turn, suddenly it dawned on me that I am now sailing an uncharted sea with only a map and my so called audacity of hope. Sometimes I am looking for that suffused light to shine on me and to steer a compass to lead me directly to the place I have always wanted to go.
But we know that life isn't as simple as that. We don't have any maneuvered contraption to use as a guide. Only a strong faith and that unwavering belief serve as our intermediaries in this life's battle. The tiring quotidian routine, growing weariness,meaningless confusions might sometimes lead me to think that all of my effort is a waste and that the precedent is veritable.
And hell yes,foolish thoughts like these can also make things look more complicated as they are. I guess I really fail in this aspect of having a very long patience and to just stop having to drown myself with useless apprehensions. Now is the time to sift out what is valuable and focus on what I have to do.
Too bad that my heart and mind in most instances would head on collision. My mind being the rationale,firm,argumentative and practical while my recalcitrant heart- the soft, the vulnerable and romanticist one. Believe me whenever I have all these things going on my head,its a big headache. How I wish I can have that cunning skill to reconciliate these two. I need to outthink my stubborn thinking.
Still I admit that though things are disarrayed for a while. My ounce of hope never leave me. I have always been a believer of going after what I want and to strive harder to get it. The time will come when things will all be placed in harmony;in its rightful palce. And so I begin to change my outlook in life. I am banning all negative thoughts from now on.

For Charline's weather forecast, I know that the upcoming days will dance under the bland summer breeze. From now on I'll stray away from negative thoughts and just be happy.
But we know that life isn't as simple as that. We don't have any maneuvered contraption to use as a guide. Only a strong faith and that unwavering belief serve as our intermediaries in this life's battle. The tiring quotidian routine, growing weariness,meaningless confusions might sometimes lead me to think that all of my effort is a waste and that the precedent is veritable.
And hell yes,foolish thoughts like these can also make things look more complicated as they are. I guess I really fail in this aspect of having a very long patience and to just stop having to drown myself with useless apprehensions. Now is the time to sift out what is valuable and focus on what I have to do.
Too bad that my heart and mind in most instances would head on collision. My mind being the rationale,firm,argumentative and practical while my recalcitrant heart- the soft, the vulnerable and romanticist one. Believe me whenever I have all these things going on my head,its a big headache. How I wish I can have that cunning skill to reconciliate these two. I need to outthink my stubborn thinking.
Still I admit that though things are disarrayed for a while. My ounce of hope never leave me. I have always been a believer of going after what I want and to strive harder to get it. The time will come when things will all be placed in harmony;in its rightful palce. And so I begin to change my outlook in life. I am banning all negative thoughts from now on.

For Charline's weather forecast, I know that the upcoming days will dance under the bland summer breeze. From now on I'll stray away from negative thoughts and just be happy.
The rays of the fiery sun strike in every tree branches making the lush greenery much more alive. As the beam of light kissed my cheeks while sitting on a solid wooden bench, my mind started to sail on a calm shore. I've always been like this; never allowing any thoughts to disturb my contained inner peace. Nor did I grant anyone the permission to seduce my complacency to thrive into the unknown, unsafe.
Everyday, for years, Ive kept myself afar, watching from a distance. Sitting in the corner while keenly observing every people pass by give me this rare chance to try to decode those faces and expressions.I've been wanting to fathom what is behind those surreptitious glances and smiles, this feeling of dire need I myself could not comprehend.
Then, a sight of you just came dashing in my supposedly tranquil and typical day. Everything changed in an instant. I started to feel like Im now being drowned in my own oblivion,victimized by my false hopes and optimism. Yes, I want to blame you for that. But how can I hold it against someone or rather something, I have never experienced for real..
My vision started to go blur and my breathe went into a heavy panting and irksome sighing. All my thoughts swerved to a topsyturvey turn. My used to be rational mind abruptly could not decide what to do. I've started to wander myself with questions; should i search for you? should i make a move now?
I want you to come to me, at least just the idea of you trying,i guess would suffice. I want to meet your eyes, gaze at you for a while. Eventually, finding out to have no stupid reason why I just like to.I imagine holding your hand, grasping it too tight and will never let go.
Then my thoughts drifted back to reality. It was a mere daydream. When I opened my eyes you were nowhere of sight. Lost were the feelings and the dreams Ive tried to suppress. Holding my hands, I could feel my heart contracted heavily for a while. There and then, no cure can mend it except for the tears let alone get out of its way. Just as rain started to drench me, I could feel myself trying to wipe those tears away. When I closed my eyes, I suddenly prayed. Then, a glimpse of hope came rushing in. It is something divine and it continues to comfort me til now. Seconds after, a rainbow started to appear in the sky. Not now but perhaps soon, I told myself.
Then, a sight of you just came dashing in my supposedly tranquil and typical day. Everything changed in an instant. I started to feel like Im now being drowned in my own oblivion,victimized by my false hopes and optimism. Yes, I want to blame you for that. But how can I hold it against someone or rather something, I have never experienced for real..
My vision started to go blur and my breathe went into a heavy panting and irksome sighing. All my thoughts swerved to a topsyturvey turn. My used to be rational mind abruptly could not decide what to do. I've started to wander myself with questions; should i search for you? should i make a move now?
I want you to come to me, at least just the idea of you trying,i guess would suffice. I want to meet your eyes, gaze at you for a while. Eventually, finding out to have no stupid reason why I just like to.I imagine holding your hand, grasping it too tight and will never let go.
Then my thoughts drifted back to reality. It was a mere daydream. When I opened my eyes you were nowhere of sight. Lost were the feelings and the dreams Ive tried to suppress. Holding my hands, I could feel my heart contracted heavily for a while. There and then, no cure can mend it except for the tears let alone get out of its way. Just as rain started to drench me, I could feel myself trying to wipe those tears away. When I closed my eyes, I suddenly prayed. Then, a glimpse of hope came rushing in. It is something divine and it continues to comfort me til now. Seconds after, a rainbow started to appear in the sky. Not now but perhaps soon, I told myself.
* It was indeed a sunny morning that day but it suddenly rained. A fox rain.
*The theme of this write-up is basically from a koreanovela that I had finished watching, My Girlfriend is a Gumiho.
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players..."- Shakespeare

We only have one life to spend and one air to breathe.And to spend this lifetime without any regrets is something that not all people can do.Im glad, my life is one fun ride because of these amazing people I get to interact with everyday.

Just staring closely at the word, lol, I wasnt that surprised. This is one of my favorite hobbies; to eat and try different delicious food. After a hard day's work, it is nice to get a sumptuous meal. Then comes the mouthwatering dessert,that would make my day.

Memories with the people dear to me would always be my cherished treasure...




