the de-butt...

so i saw the debut this weekend. the critically acclaimed filipino american film circling the gossip circles of the filipino community all around the world. i couldn't stand it.

the film itself wasn't terrible. lets just say that i've actually seen worse - by worse i mean, i'd rather stab my eye multiple times with a spoon than see it. the debut had alright acting, the story was alright (i can actually relate) and a few times i laughed pretty hard (c'mon i dare anyone to not laugh at a gigantic spoon and fork set hanging on the wall).

the kids were portrayed very well. tricked out hondas and integras in the parking lot was one thing. i can't stand filipino kids who act gangster, flipping gang-signs, tank-tops plaid shirts and slacks, bandana and the inate urge to copy african american people slang (even racial slurs). just watching these characters gave me a sick feeling because it reminded me too much of the old high school days when an old friend i used to hang out with called me a coconut (brown outside, white inside) because i had other close non-filipino friends.

it made me sick to watch because it was too well done.

sometimes...

do you wish that sometimes you took a different turn in life? i wouldn't call it regrets. i don't regret any decisions that i made before.

i do think about the different choices that i had. i wonder where my life would be if i said something different or reacted a different way. i wonder what person i would be if i spoke my mind to someone and let my feelings be known. i wish i could see into that parallel timeline just for a moment i'd like to compare the person there with the person here.

its been that long?

wow, i used to write a lot more. a few years back i loved to write. it was technical article after technical article after technical article and then i think there was that other technical article. mostly on programming and web development, unless you count that maARTe article about bloggers.

i miss it. i should write more. maybe i'll write something about java since i am a java teacher now.

faith...pt1

i was raised a catholic. i was brought up the exact same way. when i was growing up, it was church every sunday. church group every thuesday and thursday night where i played with my transformers in the church yard while my parents attended. i joined it a few years after that.

i saw the weirdest things while i attended church group. similar to those tv evangelists when they put their hand over the person and a scene similar to the exorcist happens. heads spinning, eyes rolling, voice changing and all. i was a strong believer in all of it.

sometimes i miss my faith, but i know i lost it a long time ago. i miss the camaraderie and the friends that i've made. the closest of my friends are still quite active, which makes it difficult because when we're all together thats what they talk about. i miss the feeling that i get from doing the work involved. it was always fulfilling as well as tiring. i used to think that i would go back eventually. i used to think that it was such a big part that my life. i used to think that i need that faith to justify my existence.

i never did go back.

women drivers are insane!

damn you people. today i saw a lady in a 4x4 suv bigger than the state of texas driving like a mad (wo)man with diarrhea and no toilet. she was swerving into the incoming lane trying to over take the poor rabbit with the elderly lady that was driving at the speed limit. i was right behind her the whole time.

so what do i do? i follow her. which wasn't too hard because she pulled into the exact same parking lot that i do. when she pulled in, i was shocked to see that it was a manager.

isn't there something in the work contract about working for the province's insurance company and driving like a road raging woman at the tail end of a steroid high? maybe she should be taking the a-safe-way asian women's driving school, i'm sure they take non-asian women too.

i'm running for the hills

i have a crap load of things to do. my palm pilot is my new god. it beeps and i go do something. it beeps again, i stop and do something else. i'm amazed at how my life is not organized into 30 minute blocks for the next 6 weeks. if i don't update that often please forgive me. please?

sad, really sad.

being a homeowner. i find that i've changed quite a bit. i rarely get excited about electronic toys that i purchase like palms, game consoles or even computers. i find that i get excited about more home-owner-ish type items.

i have a new refrigerator! yay!

glutton for punishment

i think i'm a natural glutton for punishment. i don't think i'm ever going to stop moving. i've managed to just pile my workload to insumountable amounts.

as if working my day job isn't enough. over the years i started my own company. all the while, i've been trying to finish my comp-sci degree (because i'm asian and asian kids come with a degree prerequisite along with karate and piano lessons). now i've just added teaching to my weekly to-do list.

a lot of people ask me why i always take on so much. i only have one answer; it keeps me out of trouble, because it does. i believe that i get myself into trouble when i'm idle.

so excuse me while i disappear back into my cave and become the creepy guy on the block that children avoid.

work work work...

its monday? already?! you mean, the weekend actually passed. its amazing when you spend a good amount of your time infront of the computer doing work. time just went by without me noticing.

i probably wouldn't get anything done if i didn't have the support system that i do have.

i keep promising myself that i'd rest on the weekend. never happens tho.

stupid idiotic drivers

so yesterday, driving home i experienced a road rage moment. i was driving and talking on my cellphone at the same time! a skill that apparently some people lack.

i was driving, when a car behind me wanted to get into the left turn lane. i was moving forward when i saw him, i moved a bit closer to the car infront of me to let him through. when our cars were parallel, he yelled out "get off your cellphone." i was shocked, not only was i driving normally but i moved more to let him in.

so when my car pulled up to his i yelled back, "some people are capable of doing more than two things at the same time and forming sentences with more than 4 words." shut him up quicker than ex-lax on a diuretic.

score one for the edumacated man!

helping shape the minds of our youth

so a lot of people email me and ask, why i hardly update this site. i usually just respond with, "i've been very busy working." because i have. the question is, what exactly have i been working on?

you'd expect this is where i reveal my plans to take over the world and enslave humanity under my insane power hungry iron fist. not exactly. i've just started teaching.

i'm teaching java programming at this small college geared towards internet development. i started my first class last friday, the whole weekend was spent preparing for the next class and the rest of the term's classes. i also have contract work and school to worry about as well. so it just been a rollercoaster of work on my end of the world (yes, the cold northern part of it).

i think theres a joke in there about being jamaican, but i forget.