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Monday, January 22, 2007

I needed a facelift

I've been meaning to change this blog's template since the start of the year. However, due to time constraints, I wasn't able to do so. I was so tired of the last template, not because of the CSS style that Gecko & Fly did, I think they did an awesome job, but because of my huge image I used as a banner. It just exceeded the level of tolerance of my vanity that it's already sickening. I replaced it with a template I got from Blogger Templates. I think the simplicity of the design caught my attention, somehow. I added a few more badges Digg, MyYahoo!, and Creative Commons, for what its worth oly time will tell.

I'd greatly appreciate your comments on this one, guys. After all, it's a journey we are all in. Welcome to Hazy Reality's new look.

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iPhone craze

I had the opportunity this morning to watch Steve Jobs launch Apple's newest baby, the iPhone, and Apple TV, at Macworld, via streaming video. I won't bother to write something about the apple TV, doesn't interest me quite a bit. It's still basically the same TV, same shows-same content. Why bother? I'm not a big tech fun, however when something this big comes along, it's pretty outrageous not to take a closer look at it. I was fascinated with the noise it garnered everywhere. And I mean every where: RSS Feeds, blogs, TV, etc. If you came from the ends of the earth and have no idea on what I'm blabbing about, it's as simple as these: iPod, cellphone, OSX widgets and software, 2MB camera, Safari web browser (I hope they placed an option for the Firefox), all rolled into one. What's fascinating is the way you scroll...Wait a minute. I'm a few inches away from being considered an iPhone salesman prick. Bummer. Just go to their site and watch the Keynote address and the iPhone introduction then get back to this blog. Whew.

So okey these guys created, yet again, a new and fascinating handheld device to cater to everyones fast phased lifestyle, with vanity in consideration, I think it looks pretty well. What a fortune it would cost coming from Apple? My jaw dropped. It just costs $499 for a 4G unit and $599 for an 8G unit. So cheap considering its capabilities. The iPod costs around $399 according to them. So when iPhone comes out, the hundred dollar difference would certainly affect the sales of the iPod. I think, probably, the iPod would be so much cheaper when iPhone is already in the market. Ola!

Here's something to think about. There's a reason why some of the other manufacturers didn't lean on the scroll touch screen and still settled for the old school keypad or stylus(wyuck!As Jobs placed it), it's because, the typical phone keypad is "user friendly" even to visually impaired people. Ok the touch screen emits the standard sound for the numbers(sorry I dunno what it's called), but is that the be all end all in the tech path?

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Thursday, January 18, 2007

Shooting stars

It was 11:30pm and my eyes were so droopy from the sleep I need. I usually tumble and turn in bed to find that perfect position to make me relaxed and lead me to a good night sleep, but not not that evening. As soon as my back hit the bed, I felt relaxed and my mind began to wander. Half-asleep half-awake, with eyes closed, I saw a figure of an old man in kamisa chino and khakis, ten feet away from me. He was strolling in pitch darkness relaxed in his every stride. I began to wonder what makes this old man enjoy his strolling? Little by little he began to leave me behind. His relaxed mood was so infectious that I wanted to know this old man. So I decided to approach him to resolve my curiosity. As I was closing the gap between him, I realised that I know this old man! He's my Uncle Simeon. I inched my way closer to him untl we were face to face. I asked where was he going? He just gave me an honest endearing look. I decided to open my eyes, grabbed my phone and consult the time. Only a couple of minutes after I laid down. I logged the time on my phone and prayed for my Uncle until I slept.
The following morning at breakfast, I old the story to my parents. My father's eyes were sad as they listened in awe, for they've been visiting uncle Simeon at the hospital for quite sometime now and was getting worse day by day. I'm not that type of person who bottles up things that's playing on my head so I blurted it out,"Papa, I think uncle Simeon may already be dead. I may be wrong, which should be much better. But I hope you won't get mad at me by saying it this early." He nearly choke to his food and just nodded. My mama was close to tears.
At the office I received an emergency call from my mama informing me that uncle Simeon passed away last night at around 10:30 in the evening.
Like a shooting star– it comes without warning. Glace at its beauty for a few seconds and it's gone. My condolences...
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Monday, January 15, 2007


A woman walking across the sidewalk saw a guy heading her way. They suddenly stare at each other’s eyes; hearts skipped faster, and breathe fell shorter. The world stood still as they face each other, like a coyote staring at its fresh meat prey. Without holding back, they let go of their emotions and passionately kissed.

This is a common scenario on film or at any boob tube toothpaste ad. It’s unexpectedly meeting a person waltzing towards you and sweeping you off your feet. A connection neither of you could explain. Simply put: she’s the one you’ve been waiting for, all your life. Your soulmate.

I would no longer delve deeper to the spiritual side of it. So I posted at the bottom other sites that tackle more on that subject. What I would like to babble about is the bliss we get from it. For those of you who hate mushy stuff, prepare to squirm.

I get to have the privilege of being a part of a few outstanding relationships. On the course of these relationships, especially during the first few months, I feel like I’m walking through air and can achieve anything I wish for. When I indulge in an activity with my partner and stare into her eyes, it’s as sweet as honey poured to an apple. This elation makes me presume that, maybe she’s the one I’ve been waiting for all my life. The one to bring happiness to my existence. How could I be so lucky.

Until differences arise. Why am I stuck in this relationship? How could she do this to me? A once gift from above is now a fallen angel sent by Lucifer from the deepest cavities of hell to bring me misery and dismay.

Okay that may be too much, but it’s close to it, depending on your present emotional state.

Long ago, I had a chance to get together with a good friend Keisha(of course not her real name, what do you expect?) for how many years I could no longer recall. Keisha and I, were good friends during our college days, and enjoyed each others company and went out once in a blue moon. I “believe” we have a mutual understanding of our feelings towards each other. We were both into different but wonderful relationships, so we never had the chance to have a relationship. All those years apart when she pops to my head, I can’t help but wonder, what if we were made for each other? What if we had a relationship? I was certain she was my soulmate. All what ifs…

Time really flies fast. After a few years she married but unfortunately separated. I myself had a couple of long tedious relationships as well, which didn’t end quite well.

After all those years of no communication from each other I found the nerve to ask her out. Don’t get me wrong here. If you read pretty well we were really good friends, and I won’t ruin it to give way to raging hormones. We were both mending broken hearts when I tried to ask her out. Had a few drinks and reminisce about the past. Catching up.

Funny thing is, we grew our own separate ways. Ideals, manners, beliefs, were no longer common. Wisdom and age taught us a lot of things about people and life. We were two different people that once had a good thing coming, now trying to decipher each others thoughts. It was a complete turn a round from all thoughts I had about her. But the friendship never changed and we still had a good time.

The thought of having soulmates on my opinion, is just a state of elation wherein, we want to define the love that we feel and give it a greater and a more special meaning. The concept of having a soulmate is the cure for lonely hearts. An assurance that there is a person out there who will appreciate us the way we are. The better part is, we get to appreciate them back, for they fit all the qualifications we’re looking for. When we get the opportunity to cross paths with our greatest love, we regard it with finality that we’ve already found our soulmate. We’re willing to endure everything for this greatest love. Hurt seems to have a notch higher in tolerance. As long as our hearts found its right place with someone we consider our soulmate.

more readings about soulmates

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Thursday, January 11, 2007


Thank you for sharing your time
For lending your ear during my distressful moments
For being patient with my mood swings
For tucking me warm and away from insecurities

Thank you for the countless bottles of beer
For the round the clock text messages of sweet nothings
For confiding your secrets while shedding a few tears
For taking the effort to show at my doorstep chirpy

Thank you giving me a second look
For making my nights preoccupied by your scent
For making me appreciate what I have
For showing me another chapter of my shrewdness and bull-headedness

Thank you for the wound you afflicted me
For opening my eyes from the hazy reality world of mine
For taking an extra effort for us to be back together
For swallowing your precious pride

I thank myself for not giving up
For trying to look at the brighter side
For not losing hope in life
For being alive.

Thank you. Thank me. Thank all.
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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Rumpelstiltskin prances round my mind

Looking back
A few things were running through my head as the clock approached the eve of a new year. Questions such as; What is the worth of the past year? Were there any circumstances that came to be a turning point to my life? Am I a better person now compared to a year ago? It felt like an examination of conscience, but on a very much lighter manner or approach. Upon doing it, I began to appreciate what the Lord has offered me. It sums up as follows; I got a little more dedicated to my craft, put a halt to a six-year relationship, started writing again, met tremendous people, was nurtured by friends in my lowest ebb, I began to recognize my hearts frailty...

Heading forward
I spent the early days of the year afflicted with colds and drowsiness. My credit statement was nowhere to be found. My dog still trembles from the slightest sound of firecrackers. A shortage of underpants...

What an exciting year ahead. Join me in my journey.
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