any of you wonder why this blog's called PaksiT !!!™ ? must have been because of the paksits in my elbows... ha ha ha!! still hurts but day by day, it's healing pretty good. during ancient times, men are measured by the number of his scars... you know, battle scarred guys are the ultimate warriors... ehem, just like me...
i was really happy to be back at the gym last week... today, very disappointed. i just aggravated my condition some more. WTF??? i can't believe how stupid i was to superspeed under the influence. well, as some adage would have it, "there are no mistakes, just another lesson learned."
yeah right...
the temptation to screw around is always there. i'd like to keep myself together these days. i'm a little lost... the events that's happening around me... family, home, work, our tambayan, the world and everything else seem overwhelming and i can't quite get a grip of it. i have a lot of personal issues that i also have to deal with now or, i could go on walking around and snap... just like that. boy, it happened before and i hated it.
so, live easy for a while... even mel gibson needed that...
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beach roots, we rock!
my unsolicited advise to my fellow partners who are in a row over a crappy thing; you might wanna channel all that might and energy for something more useful... the possibilities are endless, bro. instead of killing each other you/we can:
* whack the kiosk of our competitions... i'm sure we can find a worthy competitor(s) we can whop.
* kick those huge goddamn speakers behind our bar... they're starting to annoy me and they're really getting into my nerve... you probably noticed that during weekdays.
* vent our ire's on those thugs who did not pay their bills and ran off... just in case they'd show up again somewhere.* go to iraq, lebanon or mindanao and shoot those extremist, rebels and terrorist... we can finally put to use those guns and ammos we've been saving for times like these.... done target shooting, let's shoot the real thing.
yeah, just kidding.
but really, i have only been with you for a year, the most, and i can see how close you are... i supposed, you've been friends for eons. it's crazy to imagine how you can easily crack for that little, tiny thing and just forget about "pinagsamahan."
i really can't add more pep talks here. besides, at the end of the day, it is you who will decide which road to take... so, be careful out there...
just so you know, i had so much fun that night because most of you were there... too bad, it turn out to be too good to be true, huh?
parts, brad, pre, cio, tol, bro... peace... ®
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