my crazy neighbors...

i had quite an experience from my filipino neighbors last night. filipino's are known throughout the world for putting up their christmas light before anyone else. they're also known for putting up the most elaborate, and cheesy schemes known to man. my neighbor is no different.

their christmas lights were up a day after holloween and they have enough christmas lights, christmas candles and musical motion sensors to steal power from small third world countries. i won't even talk about the christmas tree inside that you can't look directly at. i think they cleared out zellers' christmas lights department to power this one tree.

oh yea, did i mention that i got invited to their christmas party? a bbq in the middle of winter? yea. 'nuff said.

last night i took some advice.

remember my stressed out post about grown up life? well, there were two advises that intrigued me quite a bit. one was take a day to yourself, not worry about work and relax. the other one was get a peppermint mocha drink. last night i took those two advises.

after work, i headed straight to the gym and had a great workout. <tangent>i really have been losing a lot of weight lately. i'm not sure if it's the huge amounts of cocaine that i take to put me to sleep lack of appetite combined with the lack of a good nights sleep or maybe just a laziness to cook for myself. overall, i'm pretty happy with my current weight.</tanget> after the gym, i stopped by 7-11 and bought myself a mocha drink. i'm not a big fan of the mint and chocolate combination so a plain mocha does me good. i went home, heated up some dinner and vegged out in front of the television for a few hours. very relaxing indeed. after, i started some homework for my saturday class.

it was great. thanks for the great advice!

it's that time of the year again.

time to start thinking about new years resolutions and start reflecting on the past year. i tend to do this every year and there seems to be a recurring pattern with the years in my life. i set my goals and resolutions at the end of the year. i look back and cross out goals from the finishing year's list and see what i'm able to cross off.

i usually get depressed because i don't usually get to cross off much on the list besides small little tiny things. i tend to get depressed. and overdose on medication. damn it! where is my drug stash? this year was a bit different, i practically finished everything on my goals list and i still have a month to panic about the 2 that i haven't done. excuse me while i go conquer my fear of circus midgets develop a taste for white wine.

i'm sick and tired of this grown up stuff.

i always seem to bite of more than i can chew. i've always had the tendency to do that. in some ways, it's very good and it can be the total opposite and the major source of (1) lack of sleep and (2) splitting headaches at 6:30am. life good? eh, it's alright i guess.

my weekend was productive. really it was.

i did chores, ran errands and cleaned like a mad man during the day. during the night, i worked and talked. since friday i think my total sleep time was about 10 hours. so i worked a total of about 36 hours this weekend compiling java code and learning new technologies. here is a breakdown of the 36 hours of work (take into account that it was at night time and lacking sleep affects the brain's ability to process information effectively):

# of hours	task!
2	sample application design
20	coding
5	figuring out what the heck was wrong with my "setter" and "getter" methods
1	correcting my "setter" and "getter" methods
3	figuring out why it was giving me an error that my classes couldn't be found
2	correcting the filenames and switching code around my classes
3	complaining over chat about how my classes and my application didn't work
36	total!

java programming is a bitch!

ever since i moved...

since i moved into my own place i've noticed quite a few changes in the way that i approach things. a good example of this is the recent development of my obsessive compulsive behavior. i clean, and i clean non-stop. it wouldn't be such a problem but its like being whitney houston on crack cocaine being addicted to cleaning.

take today for example: i was just about to leave the house. i've put on the jacket, turned all the lights off, armed the alarm and put on the shoes until i noticed some dirt on the carpet. so what do i do? i stand there internally debating for 25 seconds, 5 seconds less until my alarm actually sets itself on. i run like a madman to put the code in, take off my shoes, get the vacuum and start vacuuming. the problem with that is the amount of dirt you notice when you're cleaning. i ended up vacuuming my whole living room floor (and being 10 minutes late for work).

yes folks, obsessed.

i am incredibly sleepy.

which also could've contributed to my surprise this morning as i went into work. i walked into my cubicle and saw a new computer on my desk. i thought "wow, my old p2 got upgraded during my 2 days off! amazing!" i sat down on my desk and thought "wow! my desk even got cleaned and it looks so neat!"

it turns out, that i've been moved around the corner to the window seat. it's great! maybe my pasty white skin will get some sunlight i won't get cabin fever from being couped up in my old cube.

it's ernie's birthday again.

drop the drugs, roll the cigarettes and kiss the person next to you. sorry i can't make it ern, i swear i'll make it down for one of your birthdays.

good job mj and chris. that hello kitty image cracks me up.

when you wake up too early...

you have time to make coffee. you have time to watch a little tv. you have time to stay an extra 5 minutes in the shower. you have time to organize your clothes. you have time to surf the net and check some email. you have time to burn your baon in your oven. you have time to relish the cold coffee that you've left on the coffee maker because you were occupied doing the previously mentioned. you have time to sit in your car while it warms up in the coooold weather. you have time to sync your palm m100. you have time to contemplate the meaning of life why the tree infront of your house seems to always shed it's leaves onto your car even if it's parked a block away.

you also get to work way too early. i suppose this makes up for all the times that i'm late.

freestyle battles aren't a new thing people.

just because freestyle battles hit mainstream because of bet and 8 mile, doesn't mean that it's a new thing. i know at least 2 people who's been doing it for a while now. one of the two have won freestyle competitions in the local club.

it isn't a new thing, get off your high horse and stop acting so surprised.

note to self: i should really lay off blogging when i haven't slept for 48 hours and somethings bothering me

on the drive to work this morning...

the radio was talking about a kid and his friends who lit himself on fire. apparently, this kid poured flamable liquid all over himself while his friends video taped everything. in hopes that they would be able to sell the video tape to ripley's believe it or not for the dumbest kid ever. it seems like the stunt was inspired by the jackass movie.

this is exactly what darwin was describing about thinning the herd.

thank god for long weekends.

you know the feeling when you haven't accomplished much? well, i look back at my weekend so far and that's the exact feeling i have. thank god, i have 1 more day to redeem myself... well, more like 1/2 a day now.

if you could do things differently, what would you do?

i suppose i've been asking myself that question a lot lately. it's not that i have a lot of doubts in my mind about the past or even decisions that i've made. sometimes, you just wonder. to me, it's a constant dilemma. i always wonder, it's what keeps me guessing.

maybe its quarter life crisis, maybe its fear of growing up. if you ask me it was that damn hot sauce last night.

today, i brought banana bread in to work.

it might be a bit surprising that i know how to bake. i'm usually pegged off as the guy who knows nothing about navigating in a kitchen. it's actually quite the opposite. so last night, while i was in the process of studying i made some banana bread. today, i brought some slices in to share with my co-workers. their reactions amused me.

me: hey man, have some banana bread.
dave: oh wow, you made this?
me: yea, dood. just thought i'd share some with you guys.
...
me: hey man, have some banana bread.
dan: you made this? ... really?
me: yea, man made too much last night thought i'd share some.
...
me: hey tracy, want some banana bread?
tracy: no thanks, i'm on a strict diet of running and eating rabbit food.
me: are you sure?
tracy: you made this? are you sure?
...
me: frank, banana bread dood?
frank: sure, don't mind if i do...where'd you buy it?
me: i made it.
frank: really?! wow!
...
me: hey john, banana bread?
john: you made this?
me: yeap...
john: was george foreman involved in any way?

yes, folks i do know my way around the kitchen.

this sucks.

i just got a new television and i can't watch it. i just finally got a television and vcr in my room and i can't watch it. i took my jacket and draped it over my television in the living room. i took my bathroom towel and draped it over my television in the bedroom. i turned both of them around so the screen is facing the wall. just in case something comes out of them, i hope it hits it's head on the wall.

i am never watching the late show of a horror movie ever again!

it's november already?

holy crap?! where did the time go? it seems as if i've been holding off on so many things since the beginning of the year. i need more than the alloted 24 hours in the day to do the things that i want to do. it's crunch time baby!

please leave a message after the beep. beeeeeep!

googlism of me!

• macapinlac is the clinical director of the laurent and alberta gershel positron emission tomography center of memorial sloan
• macapinlac is the premier all
• macapinlac is a vancouver
• macapinlac is a twenty
• macapinlac is a 22 year old english major at the university of california at davis
• macapinlac is me

oh, wow. to be honest with you, this is probably the combination of all the macapinlac's on the web. few as it might be. so this is what happens when ritchie stays infront of his desk for lunch.

update: and another interesting googlism inspired by the vancouver webloggers.

i find it hilariously ironic that the friday five list for today are questions about religion. i'm sure my friends are groaning right about now because they think i'm going into a rant about sfc.

1. Were you raised in a particular religious faith?
   i was raised roman catholic. school in the philippines basically assumes that you belong to a particular religious faith. it's really not that interesting.
2. Do you still practice that faith? Why or why not?
   now how do i answer this question without getting in trouble. i don't practice it. i haven't practiced it for a few years actually. if you were a kid, and you decide to lick metal, and you get a bad taste in your mouth. you'd be a bit jaded and as a result avoid licking metal things because you remember how bad it tastes. that's kinda how it is for me.
3. What do you think happens after death?
   simple, everyone goes to "heaven" except for certain sfc members who will be forever condemned to a life of torment i choose. oh c'mon! i'm allowed to attack them once. it is my website you know.
4. What is your favorite religious ritual (participating in or just observing)?
   i find confessions a bit amusing. you're sins will all be taken away and you will be guilt free as long as you lock yourself in a box, tell it to another person and recite mind-numbing prayers based on the gravity of your sin. when all this time, you can just go an apologize to the person you wronged.
5. Do you believe people are basically good?
   i believe that people are basically good. then you join sfc. but as you go through in life there are certain influences on you that can change your basic "good" opinion and reshapes them into the diluted vision that most of us have now.

i know i shouldn't really be jumping bandwagons. not that i haven't done it enough already, but this was just too funny to pass up.

i'm back to the old routine.

so here's the goal: win stanley park open 2003, in the 4.5 division. how do i accomplish this goal? good question.

it's back to the old training routine of gym, tennis and drills. i have to be ready by march, which is the first tournament of next year. i'm definitely planning not to lose first round this time around.