I was toying with the idea of posting a sort of year-end-blog-post. However, writing a year-end-blog-post a few weeks before the year ends doesn't really count as a year-end-blog-post, specially to people with minds as narrow as... I don't know, Chuck Norris? Anyhoo, since it's that time of year where people are expected to act NICE as pretentiously as possible, I will not call this a year-end-blog-post to make the narrow-minded population on Earth a wee bit happy-IER. Instead, I will call this the Shards-Of-Armor's the-almost-year-end-blog-post. *I think this is the part where all you sheeple marvel at my unparalleled sorry excuse to post something in this blog and do an earth-shattering applause to what might be my best blog post under the influence of alcohol EVER*
So let's begin, shall we?
First of all, this year started out like any other year... broke and really horny. And I guess it's common knowledge what single, broke and horny guys do. Yeah... so let's not dwell on that subject and move on to more interesting ones. *mumble* *mumble* *mumble*
My day job started off busy. And, as expected, it was busy-busy-busy the whole year round which, I think is OKAY - considering that I see my day job more of as a sideshow rather than the main event. AAAAAAnd, I'm also a liar so keep that in mind.
What else? Oh, I started Aikido practice around May. Contrary to what I was expecting, I find it really safe fun amidst the "violent" connotation that most people have on it. Basically, it's not about brute and muscle. As a matter of fact, using brute force is a disadvantage in Aikido. Most of all, the principles of Aikido is about harmony. It teaches inner peace and all that mister-miyagi-slash-I-am-at-one-with-the-universe stuff... so yeah, saying Aikido is fun is a clear understatement. I enjoyed it so much that I decided to fix my bum left knee even if it meant undergoing a surgery just so I can practice all out. Which, brings us to the next big thing this year, my ACL reconstruction.
I've posted about my ACL reconstruction before so I don't need to elaborate on the whole thing. To cut the story short, I tore my ACL way back in college while playing basketball. I didn't bother to have it fixed at that time (I'm not a PRO ball player... I had no moolah to pay for the surgery... a LOT of excuses) and it prompted to me to stop playing basketball. But this year, the Aikido thing came up and my slave-driver's insurance company - surprisingly - had the operation covered and the rest is... well, an autograft threaded through holes drilled in the tibia and femur and finally screwed into place. In short, OUCH! I'm on my phase 2 of rehab and thankfully, all is going well.
What else...
The house. Yes... this is *THE* S-H-I-T-E this year. Did I ever mention that I never grew up living in a house. I grew up constantly moving in and out on either a shitty apartment, a really small pad - as big as the rooms of some of the well off people I know - OR, a store. Yep, I spent a couple of years living in my grandfather's store (loooooooong story)... but enough of that. Because this year, my sister and I and my parents pulled our shite together and got ourselves a house. It's currently under construction and I'm really excited about the whole thing.
And... damn it! I just ran out of beer so I have to go. I wonder what it would be like reading this in the morning (I should put a meh right here)... Meh. Putting all those oh-my-god-what-have-I-posted-this-time aside, all this is something that I really want to share to anybody who would come across this post. And to whoever that poor individual might be... please pardon my outstanding literary piece because right now it's just the booze talking.
So let's begin, shall we?
First of all, this year started out like any other year... broke and really horny. And I guess it's common knowledge what single, broke and horny guys do. Yeah... so let's not dwell on that subject and move on to more interesting ones. *mumble* *mumble* *mumble*
My day job started off busy. And, as expected, it was busy-busy-busy the whole year round which, I think is OKAY - considering that I see my day job more of as a sideshow rather than the main event. AAAAAAnd, I'm also a liar so keep that in mind.
What else? Oh, I started Aikido practice around May. Contrary to what I was expecting, I find it really safe fun amidst the "violent" connotation that most people have on it. Basically, it's not about brute and muscle. As a matter of fact, using brute force is a disadvantage in Aikido. Most of all, the principles of Aikido is about harmony. It teaches inner peace and all that mister-miyagi-slash-I-am-at-one-with-the-universe stuff... so yeah, saying Aikido is fun is a clear understatement. I enjoyed it so much that I decided to fix my bum left knee even if it meant undergoing a surgery just so I can practice all out. Which, brings us to the next big thing this year, my ACL reconstruction.
I've posted about my ACL reconstruction before so I don't need to elaborate on the whole thing. To cut the story short, I tore my ACL way back in college while playing basketball. I didn't bother to have it fixed at that time (I'm not a PRO ball player... I had no moolah to pay for the surgery... a LOT of excuses) and it prompted to me to stop playing basketball. But this year, the Aikido thing came up and my slave-driver's insurance company - surprisingly - had the operation covered and the rest is... well, an autograft threaded through holes drilled in the tibia and femur and finally screwed into place. In short, OUCH! I'm on my phase 2 of rehab and thankfully, all is going well.
What else...
The house. Yes... this is *THE* S-H-I-T-E this year. Did I ever mention that I never grew up living in a house. I grew up constantly moving in and out on either a shitty apartment, a really small pad - as big as the rooms of some of the well off people I know - OR, a store. Yep, I spent a couple of years living in my grandfather's store (loooooooong story)... but enough of that. Because this year, my sister and I and my parents pulled our shite together and got ourselves a house. It's currently under construction and I'm really excited about the whole thing.
And... damn it! I just ran out of beer so I have to go. I wonder what it would be like reading this in the morning (I should put a meh right here)... Meh. Putting all those oh-my-god-what-have-I-posted-this-time aside, all this is something that I really want to share to anybody who would come across this post. And to whoever that poor individual might be... please pardon my outstanding literary piece because right now it's just the booze talking.
