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Aeon Flux Movie Poster

December 31, 2005

from:
http://bilder.filmstarts.de/thumbs/film/filme/a/aeon.flux/AeonFlux-Poster4.jpg

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The Hand that Rocked my Cradle

December 30, 2005

It seems that I have lost my sense of self more than I htought. It’s been
seven months now that I haven’t seen my mother. God, how time flies! Or did
it? Was it merely my pride that drove her out of my mind just because I
couldnt’ pay my financial debts to her? was it the constant pain that
everytime I try to contact her to ask how she is doing I always hear her
reports on my brother’s latest misfit, or my sister’s latest ignorance, or
my father’s latest self-absorbed, egotistic declaration on how mistreated
and misunderstood he is?

For that, I don’t know. And I don’t care anymore. I have plucked up the
courage to call her and tell her how sorry I was taht I have never tried to
call her up or send a text message. For all it’s worth, I sent my sincerest
apologies and deepest love in the 20-minute call.

She was in tears halfway through the call. It was I think the first time
that I made my mother cry. It tore me apart. I never want to do it again.

To my dearest mom: I will always, ALWAYS love you. And I’ll make sure you
remember that by making sure I devote a peso’s worth of text very often.

Frank Lee
Blog: http://franklee.i.ph
Mobile: +639278747234

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Perfection

December 15, 2005

No matter how good you get you can always get better and that’s the exciting part. - Tiger Woods

Yeah, we can agree on that. But wouldn’t that be qualified as aiming for perfection? And anyone would agree also that "nobody’s perfect."

It’s just another quote from one of the "elites". For us mortal people, we’re just familiar with a lot of things, but never the best at anything. We just make do with what we have, and try to improve on what we lack.

Ok, now you may see me as a very lax person. I can’t do anything if I don’t have an ounce of mathematics in my blood, ayt? But I know I’m good at English, so that’s why I’m making use of my talent (loko, talentado talaga…) and making a profit out of it.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we finally discover that we’re "excellent" at something? Like Tiger Woods equals golf, Michael Jordan equals basketball (hey, I’ve got a bit of math in me after all!), Mariah Carey equals unnaturally high, quavery notes, Robin Williams equals superior acting skills (from childish, to doctor, to psychotic, to romantic; versatile, for short), etc…

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we were born savants without the disability?

Don’t know what a savant is, don’t you? Alright, heres a (bit lengthy) explanation…

What is a savant? A savant is someone with a mental/cognitive disability who, at the same time, demonstrates special skills, intelligence, or aptitudes. The correct medical term for this phenomenon is Savant Syndrome.

At their most spectacular level, savants possess abilities that surpass non-disabled prodigies and geniuses. Savants may demonstrate, for example, an ability to recite pages of text on a single hearing, to multiply six-digit numbers in their head, or to memorize and perform any song played for them just once. The 1988 film “Rain Man” introduced the concept of an autistic savant to a wider audience. Such prodigious savants are extremely rare. Fewer than fifty such individuals are thought to be alive in the world today, and fewer than one hundred such people have been noted in more than a century of literature on the subject.

There are many different kinds of savants, and many levels of savant ability. Savant Syndrome should be regarded as a ‘spectrum’ diagnosis, encompassing many levels of competence. No one has done more for the field than Darold Treffert M.D., author of Extraordinary People: Understanding Savant Syndrome (New York: Harper & Row, 1989) and a clinical professor at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Dr. Treffert has spent three decades researching savants. His very readable Savant Syndrome website offers the most comprehensive body of knowledge currently available on the subject.

Despite many advances in recent years, medical science has not yet offered a comprehensive or convincing explanation for why savant abilities exist. “No model of brain function, including memory, will be complete until it can account for, and fully incorporate, the rare but spectacular condition of Savant Syndrome,” writes Dr. Treffert. There is no academic faculty or facility anywhere dedicated to the support and understanding of real-life savants. It is hoped that the Savant Academy will go some way toward remedying this situation.

Specialized teaching techniques unlock hidden savant skills. It has been repeatedly demonstrated that when savant abilities exist, secondary (and seemingly unrelated) developmental advantages occur when the savant talent itself is encouraged and trained. We owe it to these extraordinary people to give them the education they need.

source: http://www.savantacademy.org/

So, I guess it’s just "balance in everything". We have no major defects (you don’t include your ego in this!) so we’re just the "average" kind. Those with Savant Syndrome have a disability in one form or another.

So in conclusion, "the famous ones" must have major defects on them! Hahahahaha! ^_^

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Shoot!

"Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars." - Les Brown

Just like what my 3rd grade teacher told me. "Aim for 98 in your grades. If you don’t manage to reach your target, at least you’re still within the passing limit.

For some, this line will make a perfectionist out of a person. But for others, this becomes a standard of living - having a safety net, or commonly known as "plan B". As long as you don’t get carried away, living up to the high expectation of society, then you need not worry about people calling you an "OC" (obsessive-compulsive) or "OA" (not over-acting, but over achiever).

One can still manage to be the cream of the crop and still not lose his/her head while trying to be the "cherry" on the cream of the crop. Go figure!

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New Orleans company to offer Katrina disaster tour

NEW ORLEANS, Louisiana (Reuters) — Visitors to New Orleans who once toured the graceful mansions of its Garden District or learned the history of its Mississippi River plantations have a new attraction: The Hurricane Katrina disaster tour.

source: http://www.cnn.com/2005/TRAVEL/12/13/hurricanes.tour.reut/index.html |Tuesday,December 13, 2005; Posted: 1:53 p.m. EST (18:53 GMT)

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Air Force One

 
The President of the United States flies in a plane called Air Force One. The plane has a bedroom, bathroom, exercise room and an office for the President, and can be re-fueled in the air so that it never has to land to get gas!.  Air Force one also has 85 phones, 17 TV’s and 238 miles of wiring for all of the needed technology.
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Beautiful Wings

Such a beautiful bod. Beautiful tatoo. Beautiful rendition. Beautiful texture of wings.

Also painful! Ouch!

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The Real Story

Everyone thinks they know the FF7 backstory, but very rarely will two people agree on more than the major characters who laid the groundwork for the story played in the game.

Very little of the backstory is explicitly explained, however much is hinted at and implied. What’s actually told us in the game? Shinra discovered what they thought was a Cetra, the ancient race of the planet. This was Jenova. Professor Gast was in charge of studying this creature at the Shinra Mansion in Niebelheim. While working with Professor Gast, Hojo definitely had a relationship with Lucrecia. He is seen kissing her, and they have a child. At the same time, Lucrecia and Vincent probably had a relationship on the side. This occured while Hojo and Lucrecia were assisting Professor Gast in the study of the Jenova specimen. When Hojo and Lucrecia decided to experiment on their unborn child, Vincent protested. Hojo shot him, probably either because of jealousy over Lucrecia’s feelings or because Vincent tried to stop him from doing something. He then altered Vincent’s body and gave him his metal arm.

Hojo and Lucrecia went ahead with the Jenova Project, and she eventually gave birth to Sephiroth. She never got to hold her son, though, and probably died shortly after his birth. Sephiroth was raised to be the ultimate soldier (and SOLDIER ^_^) though he was told his mother was Jenova. He was never told who his father was.

At some point Gast came into contact with a real Cetra, Ifalna. They fled Shinra and hid in a small Northern village, and eventually had a daughter, Aeris. Hojo tracked them down and killed Gast, but in the confusion, Ifalna escaped with Aeris. Ifalna got Aeris to Midgar and left her in the care of a woman there before dying. Hojo didn’t stop searching for them, however.

Five years before the game begins, Sephiroth went to Niebelheim on a mission. In the reactor there, he discovered mutants that Hojo had been creating with mako. Already disturbed and dangerously unstable, Sephiroth went to the library in the Shinra Mansion and discovered Hojo’s notes on his creation and birth. Driven completely mad, Sephiroth burned Niebelheim and took the head of his "mother" Jenova from the reactor where her body was kept, but he was knocked into a river of mako energy by Cloud (who was working for Shinra at the time.)

Hojo, in what was probably an effort to replace Sephiroth and salvage over 20 years of work, attempted to create various clones. Among these experiments was Cloud, who’d been impaled by Sephiroth and picked up by Shinra when they came to inspect the damage. However, Hojo viewed Cloud’s case as a failed experiment. Cloud escaped with his friend Zack and they made their way to Midgar. When they were nearly there, they were ambushed by Shinra soldiers. Zack was killed, but they left the confused Cloud for dead. Cloud finally made it to Midgar, adopting much of Zack’s identity to himself.

And that’s about where the game begins… 
 
from: http://www.hojo.org/index.php?page=backstory

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Bugs

December 14, 2005

It came from the world’s first computer - the Mark 1 - a room-size maze of electromechanical circuits built in 1944 in a lab at Harvard University. The computer developed a glitch one day, and no one was able to locate the cause. After hours of searching, a lab assistant finally spotted the problem. It seemed a moth had landed on one of the computer’s circuit boards and shorted it out. From that moment on, computer glitches were referred to as bugs.

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Caravaggio

Hmmm… I seem to have underestimated the creator of this portrait. When viewed in full size, you’ll be impressed at the details! The artist really took the time in rendering the folds and creases of the clothes. Same for the feathers. A Caravaggio.

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Ecstasy in Error

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Blasphemy?

 I managed to pull up this image thru another Google fooling-around. This image was labelled "St. Francis in Ecstasy detail". Wouldn’t the painter be struck dead due to karma?! I need your opinion on this.

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Dragons

Nicely done! I think this picture came out from an animated series, but nonetheless, the draconian images are the same as the ones in my imagination.

Just google this image by putting "dragons" as its search tag.

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Self Study

December 11, 2005

Just a Test


I’m just writing this text as a test for
html writing.


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Sometimes we just need to be reminded!

A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.

Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you.

The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE. You are special - Don’t EVER forget it. "If you do not pass this on, you may never know the lives it touches, the hurting hearts it speaks to, or the hope that it can bring. Count your blessings, not your problems. And remember: amateurs built the ark .. professionals built the Titanic.

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Overview of Schizophrenia

December 10, 2005

"Schizophrenia is a chronic, severe, and disabling brain disease. Approximately 1 percent of the population develops schizophrenia during their lifetime – more than 2 million Americans suffer from the illness in a given year. Although schizophrenia affects men and women with equal frequency, the disorder often appears earlier in men, usually in the late teens or early twenties, than in women, who are generally affected in the twenties to early thirties. People with schizophrenia often suffer terrifying symptoms such as hearing internal voices not heard by others, or believing that other people are reading their minds, controlling their thoughts, or plotting to harm them. These symptoms may leave them fearful and withdrawn. Their speech and behavior can be so disorganized that they may be incomprehensible or frightening to others. Available treatments can relieve many symptoms, but most people with schizophrenia continue to suffer some symptoms throughout their lives; it has been estimated that no more than one in five individuals recovers completely."

from: http://www.schizophrenia.com/family/sz.overview.htm

Great. So I’m just a few items short of the checklist. Hehehe… Damn, how I wish I have someone to lean on right about now. Hmmm… ^_^

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Ang Kawawang Blogboy

Nakakabaliw na ngang mabuhay, mabibilang pa ang talagang mga kaibigang mapagkakatiwalaan, at pinagbawal pa ang Blogdrive! (Ano daw?)

Yan ang isa sa mga kinababaliwan ni Nestor. Oo, NESTOR ang pangalan niya. Kakaiba, noh? Parang… ay ‘wag na lang, at baka mabalaan pa ako. Hehehe…

Kinababaliwan at inaasahan. ‘Yan ang Blogdrive. Pinagbubuhusan ng mga kaligayahan, hinanakit, at kung anu-ano pang mga katarantaduhan. Masaya sana, ngunit, mas nabighani ako sa i.ph!

Ayun na siya, umaali-aligid. Wala na ang kanyang pinakamamahal na Blogdrive. Kawawang kalbo. Ay! Sorry, sup! Hehehe… peace, po! ^_^

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AVADA KEDAVRA!

Why do you have to come back? What did I do to deserve the punishment that you’re giving me? Was it not enough that you left me here to rot, and you screwing my best friend? I thought you were satisfied with your life in California? So, you want to screw me again? Well, thanks for the compliment, then, but I’m afraid I’m not that easy to get anymore. Nothing’s simple about me anymore. Not after what you did. Fuck you!

How many lives have you ruined? Did you know how hard my best friend’s boyfriend took the news that my boyfriend was screwing my best friend? AND in my best friend’s house, where my best friend’s partner is also living? Damn you!

You have a puny brain. And I’m guessing your brain is located in your nether region. That must be why you have a very small dick! Fuck you, you dickhead!

I know you’re reading this, you son of a bitch. Stop calling me. Stop e-mailing me. Cease all attempts to contact me or my friends. You have lost the right to look at me, touch me, speak to me; You have lost everything the day that you had your perverted orgy with… FUCK YOU, I’LL CURSE YOU TO DEATH, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!

Stay where you are - I call it HELL!

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Jologs Na Naman!

May kaibigan ako. May kaibigan siya. Gusto daw niya na maging kami. Gusto ko rin naman. Pero ang kaibigan ko, gusto pa rin ako. Ang kaibigan niya gustong gusto siya.

Ngayon, jologs ‘to. Ang kaibigan ko at kaibigan niya, matalik na magkaibigan din. Bilog ang mundo noh?

Ang mga kaibigan namin ay parating nag-uusap. Marami silang mga paksang nabubuksan. Mga panloloko, pagseselos, pagbubuntong ng galit at sama ng loob. Nakakatakot at nakakapangilabot mang isipin, maaaring ayaw nilang pagsamahin kami ng gusto kong makatuluyan.

Ano ang gagawin? Tumawag ng Ghostbusters?

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Kung Ikaw ay Nalulungkot

… nalulumbay, nabubugnot… huwag mag-alala. Nandito lang ako.

Kaya kong saluhin ang iyong mga hinanakit. Kaya kong kilalanin ang totoong ikaw.

Pero mali. Ang totoo ay GUSTO kong makilala ang totoong ikaw. Yung walang kaplastikan, walang kasinungalingan, walang maskara.

Huwag kang mag-alinlangan. Hindi ako tatakbo. Hindi ako matatakot. Hindi ako magpapadala sa mga sinasabi ng mga tao.

Ang gusto ko lang ay ang pawang katotohanan. Tungkol sa ‘yo, tungkol sa inyo, tungkol sa kanya, at higit sa lahat, tungkol sa atin. Alam mo kung sino ang "inyo" at "kanya". Alam kong marunong kang makiramdam, lalo na at ‘yan ang madalas na lumalabas sa iyong mga panghalik.

Tamang hindi ako makaiwas sa mga masasamang palaisipan. Ang hinihingi ko lamang ay ang sabihin mo ang pawang katotohanan sa iyong nakaraan. Isipin mo mang hindi ‘yon importante, mahalaga sa ‘kin yon. Alam ko kung saan ako lulugar sa iyong mundo.

Marami akong maibibigay. Marami akong gustong ibahagi sa iyo. Labis na pagmamahal ang ibig kong iparamdam.

Gusto kong malunod sa iyong mga mata.
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