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Entries for July, 2004

July 1st, 2004

Real

Posted by guia at 08:10 PM on July 1, 2004.

June 30, 2004

I translated a song, I finished it yesterday. It was Real by Shifo, the ending theme of Dual. The outcome was unsatisfactory, despite my being proud of it when I finally managed to put the phrases together.

I didn't have an idea Real would be about an angsty boy. I should have seen it coming, not a few animé songs are about angsty people. Now it doesn't appeal to me as much as it used to.

The original Japanese wording was much easier to comprehend than the English translation, despite of the different sentence patterns, and it's not only because I'm a horrible translator. The words lost their original meanings and the song seemed diminished after it was translated. It now feels awkward and cheesy, rather than melancholy and sweet.

And no, I don't think cheese is sweet, it's more of salty.

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I like mine cold

Posted by guia at 08:12 PM on July 1, 2004.



How to make a guia
Ingredients:

3 parts intelligence

3 parts self-sufficiency

3 parts leadership
Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Top it off with a sprinkle of lustfulness and enjoy!




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July 13th, 2004

Bubble-Popping Behavior: A Preliminary Study

Posted by guia at 06:09 PM on July 13, 2004.

It's amazing how making a good bubble can be so complex. I didn't know one should take into consideration the humidity and the air packets in the area before making the soapy spheres. On the other hand it's amusing to see total strangers go near you and pop the bubbles you just made.

Why is it that when people see a bubble their first impulse is to pop it? Amiel's suggestions varied from the innate curiosity of humans to destruction being second nature to our species. I think it has something to do with power. From my observation of a group of children whose ages are from 3 to 7 years those who intentionally popped the bubbles displayed a desire to express themselves.

The children were mostly boys, there were only one or two girls in their group. Unfortunately though, I was too engrossed with making bubbles that I didn't bother to count how many screaming preschoolers surrounded me. The first time they saw the bubbles their second reaction (the first was to scream) was to pop them the moment they appeared. It was funny, but I got frustrated afterwards over the bubbles not lasting for more than half of a second. So I told the children to wait until the bubbles take flight before they chase and pop it, and they did. They watched politely for a bubble to form and glide away before they blew on it. Some even got out of the way of the giant orbs and only tried to touch them when they have floated well above their heads. Nevertheless, this VIP treatment of the bubbles didn't last long. Soon after one of the boys in the group started popping the bubbles. I didn't say anything about it, but the other children did, the admonishments was led by a girl, and afterwards by a boy. Peer pressure didn't stop the boy (let's call him "popper" for now) from popping the bubbles, though, even when the other children started using force to correct his unacceptable behavior. He even made it a point to pop each and every bubble he could get his finger into, and when the bubble flew high above his reach he threw stones at it. This didn't please the older children (older meaning not toddlers and are in the same age bracket as he is), there was a time when they stopped complaining and only stared in disappointment. There was a boy, though, who tried to resolve the conflict by lending (or shall I call it bribing) his toys to the other children who had taken to the "popper" and had started to pop the bubbles themselves. This proved useful for a while because the Donkey, Shrek and Spiderman toys diverted their attention from the bubbles. However there were also other children who didn't care for the toys as much as they did for huge bubbles, and the "popper" was one of them. He would walk away for a while and leave the others, after some time he would come back and pop the bubbles. Some of the kids got into fights because of the "popper's" behavior, they pushed each other in between dipping the Bubble-Thing© into the bubble solution and the creation of bubbles. The "popper", however still didn't stop, he even popped a bubble in front of the children who told him not to pop the bubbles.

A hasty analysis of the "popper's" behavior showed that his actions were prompted by a desire to be different from the rest. An authority figure (which was I) made the first rule of not popping the bubbles before they had a chance to glide away. This rule became the norm when the other children complied and merely watched the bubbles. The "popper", however went against the norm even when he knew what the norm was and the consequences of going against it. He disobeyed the rule on purpose. I relate his behavior to power because his case is akin to society's other deviants'. A reason why a person chooses to defy the norm or the common and accepted behavior is to gain a semblance of freedom from the stifling hold of society. Deviance is a means to dissociate one's self from the rest of society, through it a person may establish a desired identity. It is also a way to feed the ego, the food being the knowledge that he defied the system/norm, a figure of power, and got away with it. Although unsupported by any literature it is not impossible for this desire (to prove one's self to be above something else in the universe) to be carried over, consciously or otherwise, into adulthood. Hence, the almost reflexive behavior of people towards bubbles, especially to the huge ones.

I conclude, therefore, that no bubble will ever be safe within 5 feet of a human being, be he a child or an adult.

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July 16th, 2004

I should be working, but...

Posted by guia at 08:56 PM on July 16, 2004.

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less.

Ask me anything you want.

Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

5 got sunburned

July 29th, 2004

I quit

Posted by guia at 05:25 PM on July 29, 2004.


There goes my illusions of grandeur. They weren't enough to sustain me through the application period.

It wasn't meant for me to again willingly frustrate and stress myself over another organization. Unless, of course, I get monetary compensation. I'd still help my batchmates, though. I know I would. But right now I'll just rejoice a bit for having more time to blow bubbles and cook my mother adobo.

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July 31st, 2004

A painful weekend

Posted by guia at 11:46 PM on July 31, 2004.

It's hard to have flu, menstrual cramps and ulcer at the same time. You get confused as to which aching part of you needs the most immediate attention. And I'm sure this will continue on until Monday.

1 got sunburned