Friday, September 19, 2008

Top Ten Mad Scientist

10. Johann Konrad Dippel
Born and raised in Germany's Castle Frankenstein, 17th-century alchemist Johann Dippel became noted as the inventor of Prussian Blue, one of the first synthetic chemical dyes, but most famous for his endless quest for elixirs of immortality. Rumors of his experiments on human corpses may have inspired Mary Shelley's legendary character that bore the castle's name.




9. Wernher von Braun
At the age of 12, an intrepid Wernher von Braun loaded his toy wagon with some firecrackers and shot off across a crowded German street. It was a sign of things to come. The brains behind Hitler's V-2 rocket program arrived in the United States as a prisoner of war and went on to be its champion of space and lunar exploration. While putting people on the moon, von Braun also mastered scuba diving and philosophy.




8. Robert Oppenheimer
The Manhattan Project's head honcho was never reserved about his sympathies for socialism and his conflicted feelings over dropping the atomic bombs, and was ultimately stripped of his academic and political power for it. Despite those controversies, he's also remembered as a man his grad students called "Oppie," who learned Dutch and Sanskrit just because, and quoted a Hindu holy text at the sight of the first atomic bomb test.

7. Freeman Dyson
Respected nuclear physicist and prolific writer Freeman Dyson moonlights as a science fiction writer's dream. In 1960, he touted the idea that in the future humans may need to construct an artificial shell, now called the Dyson Sphere, that would encircle the entire solar system and make maximum use of the sun's energy. Dyson wholeheartedly believes in extraterrestrial life and thinks we'll make contact within the next few decades.


6. Richard Feynman
Part of the Manhattan Project's team of geniuses that developed the atomic bomb, physicist Richard Feynman went on to become one of the most important scientists of the late 20th century. Far from the stuffy professor type, this free spirit explored music and nature, decoded Mayan hieroglyphics and picked locks in his spare time.

5. Jack Parsons
When Jack Parsons wasn't busy co-founding the Jet Propulsion Laboratory, he was practicing magic and calling himself the Antichrist. This mysterious bad boy of the space program had no formal education, yet still managed to develop a rocket fuel that would guide the United States through WWII and into space. Tragically yet appropriately dramatic, Parsons blew himself up during a lab experiment at his home in 1952.

4. James Lovelock
This modern environmental scientist and inventor of the world-as-superorganism Gaia Hypothesis has been dispensing dire predictions about climate change and our world for decades now, many of which have come true. He's not shy about spreading one ultra-gloomy forecast; given the current ecological crisis, a massive die-off of about 80 percent of humans by 2100 is inevitable, he believes.

3. Nikola Tesla
This is the guy you picture pulling down a giant electric switch in a shower of fiery sparks. Tesla, who is credited with the invention of the wireless radio and the AC generator that kick-started the electrical age was even born, fittingly, during a violent lightning storm in 1856. He was also known as a manic genius that slept little and loved to put on a good show, often using his own body as a conductor in public demonstrations.

2. Leonardo da Vinci
Between painting the most revered masterpieces of Renaissance art, Leonardo da Vinci somehow still found time to tap into his inner eccentric. The Italian's scientific sketchbooks, most written in mirror-image cursive, are a fantasyland of oddball machines and brilliant designs, many which would never come to fruition and some that would be built many centuries later, like his rudimentary helicopter.

1. Albert Einstein
He's certainly got the mad scientist hair thing down. One of the last century's most celebrated scientists, Albert Einstein turned physics on its head with his theories of relativity, and made enormous contributions to the fields of gravitation and quantum theory. He also liked to take his sailboat out on the water on windless days, "just for the challenge."

























The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.

The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.

The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.

And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.


Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Sigh

There comes a time when I stare blankly at everything, maybe it’s a part of what I felt last night. How come you can totally ignore that I’m hurt? Something that I was trying to say over and over again unfortunately I am not heard. How many times that all the things I’ve said will be ignored? Is it me who had a problem? Over and over again I am taken for granted probably because I’m into the least of his priority. How could you not exert some effort when I feel bad? How could you overhear all the things that I’ve said? You know all night what I’m trying to imply but you never wanted to accept what lacks of you. Anyway it’s your pride that hinders you. Sigh! How I wish I could feel my significance in your life. At least make me feel that I’m a part of it.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

BOY FAJARDO

My father and I never get along ever since; probably we have a different perspective in life. S-T-R- I-C-T can be an appropriate description with a very witty mind. Definitely he would always prefer a direct to the point opinion and he hated talking to idiots. I remember an instance that he was teaching me in my Algebra lessons and I would give him a look saying “can you please repeat” while in my mind is asking what the hell is he talking about then he would repeat it on the second time and then would asked me to solve the equation for him. Unfortunately Math can never be my forte; I maybe a Fajardo but I don’t enjoyed calculus that much so what he did is walked out. He is also my sensei taught me the Basics of Karate; chops, blocks, kicks and punches are our bonding moments. Papa together with Mama never failed to educate me on how to be civilized, even as a kid they would take me on different restaurants to just show me the table set-up and the table etiquette and the decorum per se. If you would asked him if he spanked me he will be very proud saying “yes” with a follow-up that it’s not yet enough, which took me years to understand. Upon meeting people and seeing them I understand the importance of punishment when a child commits mistakes. There are instances wherein “sorry” is not enough more often it is used as a grounds for mistakes for we can always say the renown statement. I maybe 28 but when Papa started to stare at me I will shut up and behave, luckily I inherent it when I gone mad and see the “Tiger Look” I can make somebody be quite. Ha! Ha! Ha! Thanks Papa!

But if you would analyze the very reason why we disagree is because I am sometimes his mirror. Well we have same fear which is injection, were both hardheaded, we see and feel supernatural and we are hated by our superiors. Papa is not into crying, he is the type who never allow his emotions to overrule him as a person. When I cry he will be mad instructing me to so something, it’s because I am their only child and when the time comes he just wanted me to be independent. You might see Papa in other way but he is the most honest person not used even with white lies and possesses a strong faith with GOD. Papa will always be my hero, my comfort zone in this tiring battle with life. It’s a good feeling perhaps a sign of relief ending whatever indifference we had. I had no regrets having him as a father, I’m proud and I love him most.

SA MUNDO



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KAWALAN

Having a Thoughts











Well having a friendster account means you should have your own creative way of posting pictures. A different angle means you have a creative profile. It’s just a simple observation, so what I did was try it however I don’t have plans to post it on my account. A small photo shoot for the day, some were kept and I decided to post it.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Hearttrending

Feeling the mixed emotions right now, his look really kills me. Even if it’s a short phase I can feel that he is blaming me. What do I know about these stuffs anyway? Everything is new to me from the day one and I already told him about it. I’m still in the process of learning but I guess it has no room for mistake. Damn, I hate the feeling of being awful and alone. Needed a helping hand at this very moment but I guess I’m so single-handedly. I tried calling out my friends but it seems that they are all busy. Mischievous vent that can occurs, unfortunately that includes me. How many times will this happen? Is it once, twice or as long as I never learn? Then when will I learn?

BLAST FROM THE PAST



Finally after series of attempts looking with my old stuffs I finally had a chance a while ago. Oh my God! I’ve seen this notebook actually a compilation of the poems I made from my High School days until 2005. I remember making a poem 2 years ago but due to unfortunate events I have to destroy my planner together with the evidences, Ha! Ha! Ha! Most of the On the next days you’ll be reading post I made years ago and notice the evolution of my grammars and jargons. Enjoy and learn.



UNREQUITTED LOVE


Seeing the leaves fall
I suddenly recall
Things that makes me asking
If I deserve everything


Tell me how can I prevent
Shedding tears each moment
It's hard for me to forget
You render love without regret

Without you I'm feeling blue
Believe my words for it's true
Can I leave it all behind
If your always on my mind

Everytime we meet on the way
I don't know what to say
I never look into your eyes
And try to live with lies

I see your face on those sleepless night
Even if your out of my sight
I said to myself that your not for me
But my heart never listen or see

Everytime I hear our song
I ask myself what went wrong
I pray that you'll come back
Wish to the star and try my luck

Even were apart
Your name is still written in my heart
Your in my thoughts everyday
I love you is all I wanted to say

So here I am saying
Your still the one I'm missing
Eventhough you change everything
I love you more than anything

July 11, 1996

Darn, imagine no association in words. I did write that poem? Ha! Ha! Ha!



Friday, September 5, 2008

10 THINGS YOU"LL HATE ABOUT ME


Silence can extract all the excessive thought playing on my mind waiting to be liberated and it marks an emblem as a component of individualism. The rice soup or “lugaw” helps me to gathers information which has been a not so good part of me. Anyway I am what I am…

10 THINGS YOU’LL HATE ABOUT ME

1. Jealousy has been a part of my jargon ever since most especially when I’m attach to the person, though I don’t intend to express it seems to be outpouring.

2. Being busy means being sensitive to the people that interrupt to what I’m doing no matter what it is.

3. Incoherent statements irritates me, I can trust a person however when it comes to the things they say I remember every line so any inconsistent assertion lessen my confidence to them.

4. Losing frustrates me; it’s actually one of my greatest fears.

5. Being invincible when I have an intense emotion becomes my expertise. I’d rather walk away to oblivion rather than to be physical. Blabbermouth is not my cup of tea, when the famous “tiger look” appears and then I started to close my fist better back off or who knows what may happens.

6. I am a very emotional person that I become a crybaby, the higher my emotions is equivalents to shedding barrel of tears.

7. Everyone have their whims so do I, it seems that I never outgrown being a brat. Once a “little monster” always a monster no matter what the age is. There are times that if I ask something to a person I always anticipate that they would do it for me however when they didn’t I really feels bad, really bad…

8. Comparison is the nastiest thing a person can utter well it’s a declaration of war I guess. See the Geneva Convetion because it's a WWIII. Ha! Ha! Ha!

9. Pay attention to what I’m saying or else forget about it I’ll just do it myself but receive a cold treatment from me.

10. Bad publicity is still a publicity, all the unsolicited advices get into my nerves but I never react for the moment anyway “vehndetta” is like a dish best serve when it’s cold.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! I don’t consider myself bad it’s beyond its definition. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

THE DAY I WENT BACK TO CAYSASAY







I am no stranger in Taal, Batangas, Ive been there at the age of 21 because someone brought me there to meet his parent. His family was very pleasant that I often visit them during the weekend. On my first visit he asked me to accompany me to their hometown’s Church of Our Lady of Caysasay. Just a little for your information, this church is one of the province’s distinct cultural artifacts for some of the priceless relics of the Spanish colonial period. Among the relics are the 27-centimeter image of the Virgin which was fished out of the waters in 1603, the Augustinian emblems engraved on the communion rails, the ornately carved holy water receptacle, and the few baroque motifs which remain on the external frieze. The church has been renovated but many interesting details of period art can still be appreciated. I had a chance to enjoy the solemnity of the place, then this guy disrupted and spiel his overly romantic lines with a promise that his going to marry me in this church and it will be filled with white roses. Actually I prayed to be back in the place with the one I should be with for the rest of my life, but the twist was it should be unplanned. Time passes by, our story ended I had my life so he did I heard his married to a teacher.

I was very sick mid of June then Jhun informed me that were going to Cuenca the next day for a business transaction, so we did. The trip was long, we went up to Mt. Makulot to see the land they bought after that we went to Ate Russel’s house. Unexpectedly on our way to Matabungcay the car stopped at Church of Our Lady of Caysasay. I never expected to back in that place because I won’t have any purpose but the twist of fate played its part. It’s still the same, the church was renovated but as far as I can remember nothing changes. The only thing that’s new is I’m with someone I know I want to be with if I go back to that place. When I entered on the church I remember what I prayed for, and whom I with that very moment. It’s quite unbelievable but it could happen. Now I know where my heart is, to its real home… with JHUN.

Monday, September 1, 2008

My Bad...... Sorry

The only thing I am guilty of is speaking too much; how come I cannot hold my tongue in order not to be embarrassed in front of the others. It seems that I need to renew my bonding with Don Corleone. It’s been a long time that I sit on the couch the whole day and watch the Godfather I, Godfather II and Godfather III. When I was young regardless of the violence on the films my father insisted me to watch the film and keep on reminding me the words of wisdom that the dear Godfather tells his protégé. I somehow forgotten it, but then experience can be the best teacher to remind me of the things I used to know and need to know. I remember this scenario that Sonny were told to shut up and never say what’s on his mind even the people in front them are their loyal vanguards and his father. Now I learned my lesson unfortunately after committing another mistake. As I used to tell my dad “Sorry I’m just a human being…. Not perfect! “Anyway I have my review again. And the next thing to be master….

"I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse."
Don Corleone to Johnny Fontane about Woltz