4-0: Wheeling Through Anew

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Realisations can sometimes hit you unprepared.

Ask me to comment about driving and anything related to it. I’ll be heard heavily highlighting the cons. That’s quite weird considering my family operates a small-scale transportation business, although of course that orientation and the informal stories I’ve been hearing might have also caused aversion on driving.

Not to mention that there was never a car enthusiast in me. Except for a few popular models, I never had a knack on identifying the seemingly similar cars and immediately distinguishing them based on form factor. Except the logos, of course!

Neither I have thought of purchasing one for personal usage. If I buy, I’d want a driver to do the job.

Until one morning, a very cute Toyota in black was taking C-5. Though I need to admit now that smaller cars have a cute, personal appeal to me, there was nothing special about its design. The car being Toyota never mattered, too. Unexplainable, but that was one hell of a car that I kept staring at it as the jeepney I was into inched away!

I remained focus on looking even when the car has already swerved to Katipunan Avenue.

Then the unexpected turn happened – I want to drive.

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Eleven Things, One Year: Midway

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Half a year has passed. What happened to the eleven things I wrote on January? Though some might not have read these, I’ll paste each item’s gist, assess what led to its realisation/relative delay, and identify what measures are needed to achieve these before the year ends.

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Short Segments: Working Out

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Just three short segments for today’s post.

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What about the Chollima?
The page you’re reading is actually a must-feature for Project Kick.

Why? Just one major reason.

The Twelfth Chollima‘ is relatively one of the pages with the most regular updates since 2009. It’s an achievement. Despite current work load and lack of drive towards many interests, I still choose to write–with my heart in and for it.

Writing down thoughts to ponder on has indeed elevated. A similarity I saw between the old and new blog is its posts being spur-of-the-moment. That’s not new especially for personal bloggers who write longer than 140 characters to answer the ‘What are you doing?’ question.

But relative depth delineates Chollima from The Buzzerbeater. While Buzzerbeater was happy-go-lucky and trivial, Chollima is inquisitive and reflective. Although both characters write from experience, Chollima’s works are truly harnessed from what he has been becoming.

Project Kick, for instance, lives up to its purpose (and even of my blog’s)–to kick some hope. What a way to talk with myself through an unresponsive medium! That’s helpful and therapeutic. Little by little, I’m closer to rediscovering myself, knowing what I want to do and doing them without hesitation, fear and shame.

I’m no philosopher nor charismatic leader/thinker though. That’s another issue. LOL

Despite these notable developments, guess what, I haven’t found time to write a better About page though the answers look quite obvious! Perhaps the time and drive need to volt in an instant. Ha-ha.

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Is ‘Tongue Out!’ out of the sphere?
Fact: I’ve not been updating Tongue Out! as regular as promised.
Fiction: I’m not tonguing out (dining in/visiting) to different food establishments in the metro recently.

To be honest, I’m quite adjusting to what a food blog must be.

What should I be featuring? How should an establishment/food be featured? How to rate them? What should be the blog’s standard yet unique way of presenting its feature? What icon must I use? What can make my blog more exciting?

Also, having two blogs may be wise or otherwise. The advantages of pouring every content possible in a specific page offer ease in maintenance and publicity. But practicality may sacrifice the blog’s theme/focus even with tags all over the place. Decision, indeed, is depended on how I envisioned my blog. Quite idealistic but possible–I want to embark my style online.

The challenge is putting meat on a very nice concept of Tongue Out! :)

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Working out on what to do for workout
2009. My first sight of the gym. If you’re thinking of me with a bouncer-like biceps and defined six-pack, stop imagining in the meantime. I’m three million steps away from having a Ryan Reynolds-like built.

I chose to stay up quite late today for two reasons: to ‘normalise’ my sleeping pattern and to plan my fitness activities for the coming weeks. Thanks to Adidas miCoach for making sitting in front of the monitor a good way to chisel my abs. The roster of exercises are good enough for an insecure semi-newbie at the gym.

But as of the moment, nothing has finalised! I’m quite sleepy now but worried on what I should do later this afternoon.

3-0: To Be a True Blue Maverick

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I’ve been quite hyped up since I woke up (well, I’ve been awakened twice today).

The legendary Maverick win today surged an unexplainable current of optimism to me. I had only two hours of sleep that time but the team’s heart to win was enough to be felt even oceans away from Florida. Definitely that was a fantastic comeback that has matched what a former champion did in 1992.

Hours after, I’m still awed at how they did it during the final stretch.

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2-0: As an IBMer

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When I entered IBM exactly two months ago, I was a broken man due to external and internal pressures hounding me.

Externally, it’s the society and how it looks at you based on credentials. Political Science graduates are always stereotyped of pursuing law or post-graduate degree on social sciences, and I entertained these options. If I won’t study, I must work to keep up with the competition. In a world of misfits, the absolutist-idealist me was pressured to align work with my degree.

Internally, ego says I must reap achievements. Though I’ve compiled a somewhat impressive roster of extra-curricular activities, I felt underachieved. Questioning starts with a ‘what if’, and expect the usual two-word to construct a discourse longer than what you’ve imagined.

From that state, perhaps it’s time to quickly look back and assess how I’m faring so far at IBM. I’m encapsulating it using the same letters: I Believe Myself.

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1-0: Birthday

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Even as early as January, people around me were fretting on my upcoming birthday. The day did not excite me.

First, men do not usually look forward to their debut. I kept saying, ‘I’ll just turn 21, what’s special about it?’ I’ve been contented to receive greetings regardless of how they heard of my birthday. Gatherings and special treatment are simply bonuses, if not unexpected.

Second, I look forward for nothing. As I turn 21, will there be change? Can I determine and consolidate my plans and goals in life? Am I bound to nurture and inspire people around me? I didn’t have the answers until March, which makes this point only partly true. I actually wrote some of it on my personal calendar. When someone skimmed through the scribbled notes and aspirations for my birthday, I got teased due to ‘hypocrisy’. Ha-ha. After all, I’m still waiting for it.

Let me tell how the day went by thanking people.

For the 21 years of celebration, thank you. I’m the most difficult-to-read member or maybe the unforeseen black sheep. Perhaps I’m the most inexpressive, but that doesn’t mean apathy. In reality, I care for this family the most. Whatever I go through, family will always be on top of my list. Thank you to Mom, Dad, Andrei (my brother), Tita Melyn and my cousins, and Lola Lydia for sharing dinner, cake and ounces of ice cream with me. I have always wanted simplicity on this day and you gave that joy to me. Special credits to Mom for practical suggestions (and sorry for the sharp words I said) and to Lola Lydia for opting to stay in Manila until my birthday.

Thank you for the surprise dinner, Giboy, Arvin, Fatz, Mads, Kuya Kerwin and Bernard. That scenario was completely unheralded until I saw you arrive one by one! Catching up after quite a while was remarkable. I enjoyed the chat and laughter we had at Il Pirata and Happy Lemon. Special credits to Giboy (The Mastermind) for initiating the surprise I know these people wanted to give and to Kuya Kerwin for going to Eastwood just in season! Thank you for extending the joy another day. Friends beside me are precious blessings I want to keep forever and putting them together in one place on your special day is enough to create the firework in me.

For the week-long greeting-and-teasing, thank you, IBM batch mates (Jan, Nikki, Sasa, Carmela, Laila and Marco)! My first days with IBM could have been unimaginable without Milo, jokes and lunch with you! Forming new friendships is indeed a pleasant gift to receive. I truly appreciate the stories we’ve shared and the greeting despite being teamed up with words ‘Libre!‘ and ‘pizza‘. Ha-ha. Salamat din sa panlalaglag during our Business Writing training!

I also decided to deactivate Facebook until that day. I kind of didn’t like mass greetings that have become quite obligatory whenever someone celebrates his/her birthday. It looked artificial. With this, I thank those who remembered me through text and Twitter. These are the people who either know my birthday by heart or who constantly set their calendars to remember me. I appreciate them so much.

And how can I forget those who utilised electronically creative means of getting their messages sent? This is a very nice concept, Giboy! Thank you for engaging the following people: Fatz, Mads, Arvin, Kuya Kerwin, Dave, Bianx, Miko, Pia, Kim, Eric, Mica, Junjie, Jepy, Ed, Rhowell, Queng, Rowen, Aza, Marianne, Sassy, Nadine, Ellen, Racie, Shalma, Cams, Nang, and Ryan Chua. These are some people whom I have worked with and I’ve missed. They have touched my life in different ways and seeing them in unison under a greeting card was empowering.

I may not have mentioned other names but they are in my heart. Thank you for the friendship, one of the best things given to me each year.

Project Kick

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In order to nail a goal, one should kick.

Project Kick, incepted instantaneously, is a personal and conscious endeavour to rebuild hope–one kick at a time. Every post documents a specific event which left a mark, allowed realisation of an important life lesson AND drove me to wake up, perform at my best and enrich every possible interaction I could have. Project Kick aims to motivate, to root every thought to positivity, to calibrate perspectives and to love one’s life regardless of the situation.

By virtue of accumulation, Project Kick is envisioned to transform every moment (big or small, simple or extraordinary) into a powerful spirit filled with optimism, energy and yearning for meaningful change–both for me and for people who need these insights.

The Twelfth Chollima‘ will be focusing on this project until such time needed. It means a large part of the future posts will be created in line with Project Kick. However, I’d still love to write about thoughts, issues or concerns that bugged or challenged me.

For the motion of an object to change, a force must act upon it.

Yes, that’s inertia. Project Kick is inertia, and the ball will keep rolling.

Watch out for the initial kick very soon!