Logic has no imagination
"Failing isn't the end of the world. Quitting is."
- moi?
"At the end of this, no one will remember what you said. But people will remember what you do."
- Arthur Smith, C.E.O. of GS1 Canada
"i want what all men want. i just want it more."
- Kobe Bryant
"Heart is what separates the good from the great"
- Michael Jordan
"Sometimes...
only the struggle makes it worth it...
only the pain makes it sweet...
and only victory is the answer"
- Nike
"When that blood gets riled up, you're still going to see some of what they say is immaturity."
"It's not what you know. It's what you can prove."
-Denzel Washington in Training Day
Lyrics:
Kanye West - I Wonder
Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
[chorus]
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
I've been waiting on this my whole life
These dreams be waking me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what, maybe you're right, aight
[chorus]
You say he get on your fucking nerves
You hope that he get what he deserves, word
Do you even remember what the issue is
You just trying to find where the tissue is
You can still be who you wish you is
It ain't happen yet
And that's what the intuition is
When you hop back in the car
Drive back to the crib
Run back to their arms
The smokescreens
The chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really mean
[chorus]
And I'm back on my grind
A psychic read my lifeline
Told me in my lifetime
My name would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's what I'm
Seven o'clock, that's primetime
Heaven'll watch, God calling from the hot lines
Why he keep giving me hot lines
I'm a star, how could I not shine
How many ladies in the house
How many ladies in the house without a spouse
Something in your blouse got me feeling so aroused
What you about
On that independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
You ever wonder what it all really mean
You ever wonder if you'll find your dreams
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
the excuse of being forgetful can only be used so many times before i think that it's not being forgetful... it's just that lack of caring... i dont think it's possible to just forget everything... just not listening.. not caring.. not really meaning it... ppl who are forgetful certainly wouldnt forget the important things... i dont even think they try to remember... sigh...
on another note, if you vote conservative, you're not a friend of mine... a lot of ppl must be voting pc now...
so here i am, in a computer lab... after a longggggg day...
preparation and meeting with team on marketing presentation for 3 hours followed by the marketing presentation... followed by an IBM info session.. followed by the studentpokerchampionships at mac... just finished that... came in 25th out of 104... alright i guess... bad beat to end it... held A/J all in against the chip leader with K/9
flop comes Q, 9, 4, then blanks all the way... what can ya do.. played the odds... but didnt go my way... not hanging my head on this one... didnt get many cards though... too many ppl try to impress though... like when a girl comes over, they immediately raise a signifcant amount... or there was someone at my table with some poker site shirts and hats, and wearing sunglasses... please.. i want to laugh, hahahaha... oh wait, i just did... ya know what i mean.... thats alright, they're coming back 3 more times... top 2 each time get to represent mac at the canadian university championships, LOL... oh right, forgot to mention, we win nothing... free entry, free winnings.. unless we somehow win the university championships... we get... maybe a hat? maybe a scholarship? maybe a snowball, hahaha...
i think ppl use the word 'skill' too loosely or just plain incorrectly... here's what i think 'skill' in poker is.. the ability to guess your opponents cards.. by this i mean, if you're holding 8,9... and your opponent goes over the top on you, if you're able to guess that he's holding overcards, or a low pair, or a pocket pair, then that's skill... and skill is not fluke... you gotta be able to do this consistently... winning on the river is NOT skill.. bluffing ppl out is a skill because you have to detect your opponent's weakness.. wearing sunglasses definitely isnt a skill... being able to calculate the odds and knowing your outs in a particular hand is a... semi-skill i guess.. but winning isnt necessarily a skill... it's just an outcome of chance?
so take off your sunglasses.. just play poker, not mr. potato head or mr. dressup
i dont think i know who reads this... nor care... i will continue writing what i write... i like to believe im one of the few who are unaffected by their audience, or lack thereof... but im always fascinated when i find out someone new reads this... how do they ever stumble upon this? do drop by and say hi though if you know me... just comment! or remain stalkerish and unanonymous..
nothing fascinating these days... vince carter got hurt and all the bitter raptors fans can dog him all they want.. vince still rules
you know what happens when you skip class for a month or so? you're clueless... yes... yes i am... but still hopeful and determined...
ppl are PMSey these days... i guess i know what ppl endure when they interact with me, hahaha... guys pms and girls pms are totally different.. guys pms are unpredictable
i have a problem with 2 ppl... both ppl are very popular and considered very cool.... 1 acts abnormally, but has a good heart i guess... actions are overshadowed by his ridiculously perfect image/reputation... but if you put his actions on say.... me... maybe it'll be annoying, not funny, and outright sketchy... of course, the reputation puts all his actions in good faith... opposite of say me.. where the reputation makes ppl question everything first...
the other, is an asshole.. i truly believe is a grade A asshole... selfish jerk.. of course i cant act like that towards him.. i guess im fake like that.. or i guess i try to make life easier for ppl around me... i dunno... only thinks for himself... only looks out for himself.. double standards.. really a pervert and jerk combined into one... hidden behind jokes... as eminem raps... "a lot of truth is said in jest"
i think i see through everything.. of course, not many ppl agree with me.. but im used to that.. im used to being doubted and questioned... though it hurts... im used to getting hurt... funny eh...
sigh
back to studying.. test is at 930am... am i ready? meh, who cares, probably only me
test on saturday... assignment wednesday... test friday... presentation tuesday... report on the last day... rough but doable times lie ahead... perfection is needed... excellence is accepted... medoicrity is loathed...
got an email from tina late last night... weird but good times hearing from her... childhood friends... highschool strangers... university acquaintances? it's funny how ppl grow up... so many different paths.. this world is too big and yet too small... hopefully one day, we can all reaquaint and just catch up... my past isnt as bad as i make it out to be... i only note the bad stuff.. but definitely good stuff has happened.. i loved my childhood... embrace the past.... love the present... change the future...
Hey now, what is it you think you see? My darling, now's the time to disagree
Hey now, The past is told by those who win My darling, What matters is what hasn't been Hey now, We're wide-awake and we're thinking My darling, believe your voice can mean something
i take such a different approach in group settings now... it's weird... the group consists of a bunch of hardworkers... hardworking slackers really... all international students save for me... interesting to hear about all their individual stories... imagine moving to a foreign country, spending at least $60,000 over 4 years for tuition... so that you can get a good job back home... so that you can make your parents proud.. hell, they're the ones dishing $60,000 tuition PLUS housing fees... you better work your ass off.... makes me appreciate them and international students more... cant picture myself just giving everything up and just try to adapt to another culture.... just crazy... respect... i mean... the work is satisfactory, but as ppl, im very interested and impressed....
on a different note, i think i take things too literally.. or... ppl just dont mean what they say...
can never seem to get the right amount of confidence... fluctuates... never get it right... sometimes way too little... sometimes way too much... leaves me always unprepared...
never seen rain come down that hard... wow... flooded the streets... leaves get in the way..
cant seem to be satisfied these days.... full fledged pms mood
i dont understand how ppl in my group can live with mediocrity... given it's marketing, but mediocrity is unacceptable.. must strive for perfection.. and if not perfection, excellence...
sometimes i dont feel like waking up... today was a sleeping day... once my eyes are closed, it's dreamland...
tried working out for the first time in 2 months today.... wow.... im weak... im unmotivated... im.... almost hopeless.... the path to rebuilding is quite difficult... lots of pain and hard times... must fight through it... raptors fans must feel it.... suckas
why do ppl get offended so easily? it's like they think everything is a personal attack.. if im talking about hockey, im talking about hockey, im not talking about your childhood, dont be so damn offended
and i hate it when ppl just attack the person verbally when they have no argument. shows some real class and intelligence there.. shows me what kind of person he/she truly is
take the high road... breathe, stretch, shake, let it go.. be the bigger man... but do not forget
