yesterday was skimming hell. the tide was so low it was almost impossoble to see any waves, plus the shoreline was riddled with broken corals and pebbles that if i tripped and fell, that would be it for me.
added to the fact that my skim buddies never showed and i waited for two hours, well.. i'd say hell pretty much describes the beach yesterday for me.
the next time i skim will be next weekend at the earliest. i hope things get better by then.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
skim digos
i'm thinking about building a website about the digos skimboarding scene. there has been a lot of growth since last year, when i could probably name less than 5 serious skimboarders in this city. now i get a lot of orders for custom boards and i see that it's only getting bigger.
so probably starting next month, i'm going to get out to the beach more often to take some waveshots and stuff. maybe it'll attract more skimmers from out of town to try this skimboarding haven we have: around 3 kilometers of prime skimboarding beach!
so probably starting next month, i'm going to get out to the beach more often to take some waveshots and stuff. maybe it'll attract more skimmers from out of town to try this skimboarding haven we have: around 3 kilometers of prime skimboarding beach!
it's a lazy day
it's a lazy day and i've got nothing really good to do. i wanted to skim early but i have to hold classes. so maybe later. i also have to finish these two skimboards i have to deliver by saturday, and i'm not even halfway done yet. so i'll be catching u later!
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
something about the suspense killing someone...
the suspense is killing me. i have been informed that i just got admitted into the PhD Physics program at the University of Idaho, and that the official letters will get to me soon.
that was a week ago.
now i look out the window everytime a motorcycle goes by the house, hoping it brings letters from the university.
whew! it's killing me.
that was a week ago.
now i look out the window everytime a motorcycle goes by the house, hoping it brings letters from the university.
whew! it's killing me.
skimboarding heaven!!!
whooohooo!!!
i just learned the "one-step-drop," the most essential step to being able to waveride on a skimboard. it's actually quite embarrassing, the way i learned. a friend was asking me to teach him how to skimboard, so we went to the beach, me, my bro, and the two friends. when we arrived, the beach was perfect! as in perfect waves on perfect sand.
we skimmed for about a couple of hours, catching a few waves now and then, when i suddenly noticed how glen, the friend, was mounting his skimboard. yes, it was the one-step-drop. the exact mount i've been trying to learn since i began skimboarding. so i approached him and asked how he was doing it. he described it to me, and i tried it.
nailed it on the first try.
as it turned out, there was only one mistake i was making. i needed to twist my body a little ion order to get on the board in one step. whew.
the teacher becomes the pupil.
i don't care, though, since the move just opened up a new world of skimboarding for me.
photo courtesy of SkimOnline.com
i just learned the "one-step-drop," the most essential step to being able to waveride on a skimboard. it's actually quite embarrassing, the way i learned. a friend was asking me to teach him how to skimboard, so we went to the beach, me, my bro, and the two friends. when we arrived, the beach was perfect! as in perfect waves on perfect sand.
we skimmed for about a couple of hours, catching a few waves now and then, when i suddenly noticed how glen, the friend, was mounting his skimboard. yes, it was the one-step-drop. the exact mount i've been trying to learn since i began skimboarding. so i approached him and asked how he was doing it. he described it to me, and i tried it.
nailed it on the first try.
as it turned out, there was only one mistake i was making. i needed to twist my body a little ion order to get on the board in one step. whew.
the teacher becomes the pupil.
i don't care, though, since the move just opened up a new world of skimboarding for me.
photo courtesy of SkimOnline.com
Friday, April 15, 2005
aaaaarrrrgh!!!
hypocrite - a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he/she does not hold.
a pretentious, self-righteous, know-it-all, holier-than-thou worm that should be left under the sun until he/she curls up and withers away.
these people think they are better than everybody else, and go around blatantly announcing to the world their prejudice against those with less money than them. they seem to think that they can buy people. they help you one minute, not telling you that they expect something in return. LIKE YOUR SOUL! or eternal servitude!
they smile at their best friends' faces, telling them that they mean so much, and then curse them behind their backs.
they brag about being soooo nice, soooo patient, soooo religious, when everybody knows that they believe they can buy their salvation, as well as everything else, with their money.
they should do us all a favor and bury themselves.
i am not in a good mood today. i think it shows.
a pretentious, self-righteous, know-it-all, holier-than-thou worm that should be left under the sun until he/she curls up and withers away.
these people think they are better than everybody else, and go around blatantly announcing to the world their prejudice against those with less money than them. they seem to think that they can buy people. they help you one minute, not telling you that they expect something in return. LIKE YOUR SOUL! or eternal servitude!
they smile at their best friends' faces, telling them that they mean so much, and then curse them behind their backs.
they brag about being soooo nice, soooo patient, soooo religious, when everybody knows that they believe they can buy their salvation, as well as everything else, with their money.
they should do us all a favor and bury themselves.
i am not in a good mood today. i think it shows.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
aahhhh.... *yawn*
i guess people really DO change. this morning i was just wondering what i was thinking when i erased my old blog, and i realized that maybe that blog wasn't me anymore. i've changed. whether for better or worse i'm not sure. but i'm sure about the change part.
my moods are different, i no longer get so melancholic and nostalgic all the time. although i DID have a spell this morning. it's what drove me to blog again. i miss writing a lot. there used to be time when my fingers would dance across the keyboard almost as fast as my mind could spew out the words. there were even times when i don't think the words even came from my mind. they just materialized on the screen of my PC, and it would feel as if i was reading something that was being written by somebody else. in real time.
i think most of my changes have something to do with my lifestyle now. i'm no longer the single guy who had all the time in the world to be a hopeless romantic. i can't be hopeless anymore these days. too many people are looking up to me for hope. i have to be strong for some people now. before, i didn't event want to be strong. it was as if i was addicted to pain and personal anguish that i literally basked in the pain of rejection, afraid to move on. my best writing moments were everytime i would get rejected and receive a huge dose of pain.
i don't write nowadays, the pain is gone, and some part of me wishes some of it to come back so i can write again. sick, i know. and then again the other part of me wishes it would stay away and leave me to this laid back, settled life where being romantic doesn't have to mean being hopeless about it.
i like it here.
my moods are different, i no longer get so melancholic and nostalgic all the time. although i DID have a spell this morning. it's what drove me to blog again. i miss writing a lot. there used to be time when my fingers would dance across the keyboard almost as fast as my mind could spew out the words. there were even times when i don't think the words even came from my mind. they just materialized on the screen of my PC, and it would feel as if i was reading something that was being written by somebody else. in real time.
i think most of my changes have something to do with my lifestyle now. i'm no longer the single guy who had all the time in the world to be a hopeless romantic. i can't be hopeless anymore these days. too many people are looking up to me for hope. i have to be strong for some people now. before, i didn't event want to be strong. it was as if i was addicted to pain and personal anguish that i literally basked in the pain of rejection, afraid to move on. my best writing moments were everytime i would get rejected and receive a huge dose of pain.
i don't write nowadays, the pain is gone, and some part of me wishes some of it to come back so i can write again. sick, i know. and then again the other part of me wishes it would stay away and leave me to this laid back, settled life where being romantic doesn't have to mean being hopeless about it.
i like it here.
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