weekend de héros

je viens de finir de regarder les episodes une (1) à douze (12) de la serie célèbre de héros. évidemment mon favori personnage est nakamura-san, le japonais et ton ami qui ont voyagé à new york à sauvgarder claire, the cheerleader. nakamura-san aime le star trek hehe. making him an instant stand out in the series. et bien sur, matt, le flic (cop) qui lis des pensées. je l'aime aussi.

c'est une histoire extraordinaire qui a des personnages qui sont même plus extraordinaires. it has the basic elements of what makes a good show. star trek fans everywhere should be able to recognize these elements. if not then surely they would appreciate the numerous references of it in the show.

what are these elements? first, its science fiction. its intelligent. it has plausible explanations to everything that is happening to and in its own universe without giving in to coincidence and being turned into one of those pathetic public tv shows which features fully customed super heros (it gets tired you know?). second. its definitely epic scale and entertaining. just check out the blonde. third. there is comedy and very likable characters having unique roles to the story. je ne peux pas attendre la saison 2.

si j'étais un super-héro, quelle sorte de héro suis-je? well. i always wanted to make people happy. and on very rare occasions i wanted people to feel the pain they're causing me. so i guess if i was a super hero i would want to be the one which absorbs or projects emotions. think of a fat betazed. et c'est moi. hehe. this show means a lot to me in many ways. we all want to feel we are special. that we are unique. that we are sons and daughters of some divine being. quelle arrogance. yes?

c'est mon anniversaire aujourd'hui. j'ai maintenant 34 ans. j'ai passé le week-end avec ma famille. mes neveux et ma niece sont tous chez mes parents où j'habite ces jours. je suis très contente bien que j'ai gagné contre jésus et josé rizal qui ont mort à 33 ans. i had a short massage in the afternoon. one of the best birthdays i have had. normally i would be by myself especially when im away.

so i moved back to manila. mainly i thought i need to be spending time with my family. my parents are not getting any younger. they're not sick. i figured how long do they really have to live. i want to make the most of it by being there with them. when i moved to cebu 2003. i needed to get away from everything. i was depressed over leaving the states. my plans and my dreams were temporarily changed. later the changes have become permanent. i sought out new dreams. new goals. then now i dont think about going abroad or leaving the country anymore. this is age talking. im a bitter old man. ^_^

i think about it on occassion. what makes me happy. and the answer is not where i am. or what possessions i have accumulated for myself. it is my relationship with my family and friends. this is the truth i found for myself. i cant speak for others.

at work, i have decided to change names to my home name which is jun. this time its going to be just me. jun. with max. max is the young kid who had big dreams of travelling the world. he is pre occupied with how much he makes. or what he wears sometimes. he is the kid who smokes, drinks, and spends late hours out of the house. he's angry. he's no longer here.