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Thursday, June 10, 2004

Warriors


This is the song of my warriors / A warrior song, my Lord
Bravehearted and strong / Definition of a warrior
Gonna keep marching on / To the sound of our own beating drums


Sing it, girl.

Yesterday's game was pretty amazing. The Pistons appear to be harder to beat than I had previously expected, too. For those of you who don't know (and for those whom I'd like to rub it in =P), the Pistons made an amazing comeback in the 3rd and 4th quarter, and were up by 3 at the end of the game. But here comes Kobe - big 3 leaving 2.1 seconds on the clock. The Lakers beat the Pistons in overtime.

Kobe was considered the hero of the game. He said right after, "This is what we do. If you can't rise to the position, don't play." Or something like that. And as he usually does, he irritated the heck outta me with that line. Not only because he's sooooo mayabang, (or how Bo would put it, "YABANG-BADDA-BING-BING"), but because he is not ONLY a basketball player. Your profession does not define who you are.

For some weird reason, I was reminded of his press conference when he publicly admitted to commiting adultery with that young woman in Colorado. I was reminded of his solemn-looking wife, arms cuffed with his, as she sat next to him, hearing his words and apoligies. For the first time kaya? Maybe not - who knows.

When I was watching it when it first aired, I kept thinking, Now there's a woman who stands by her man. Poor girl. Out of self-comfort, I try to convince myself that she knew what she would be marrying into beforehand. Kobe's one of the most talked-about men of the NBA. Young, talented, rich, and [over]confident, he's attractive to maybe millions of women worldwide. Her poor parents, at that! I wonder what was going through their heads when she first brought her boyfriend home.

Anyway, she took it. She actually stood by him admidst the scandal, humiliation, and grief. That woman personified for that moment those incredibly meaningful (though widely ignored) words, "for better or for worse." And now, she has to accept lines from her husband like that rising-to-the-position bit he gave after yesterday's game. I was utterly irritated for her.

Who knows - Mrs. Bryant may not be able to take it in the long run. Kobe didn't "rise to the position", or responsibility & duties, of a husband when he did what he did, so I can't believe he could say those words with such arrogance and without blushing - even slightly.

Someday, I will make those same vows of for better or for worse to a man who has the human prospect of doing to me what Kobe did to that poor woman. How hard would it be if he did? Instinctively, I can't imagine myself linked arm to arm with my husband while he apoligizes for his sin. I can, to my shame, imagine not speaking to him for a few months. I can imagine screaming things like, "I'm leaving and I'm taking my children with me!" That woman is a warrior. Maybe not a warrior in the sense that most people would define a warrior, but a warrior nonetheless. I like Nas' definition of a warrior (in this song playing right now): bravehearted & strong.

Kobe's a free agent after this year. I hope they trade him. I WANT TRACY!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO LAKERS! 1-1!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, June 04, 2004

I am a wanna-be home decorator

Alright, so what if my friends are making fun of me that I was [for the um-teenth time] inspired by the Oprah Winfrey Show. That majorly talented (and cute =P) blonde male interior designer worked decor miracles before my eyes the other night, and I was utterly impressed.

Pie left the other night =( but while I was frame shopping for her going away present, I picked up a bunch for the condo. And I literally went frame-crazy. I put up so many pictures that night - of me in Spain, of my mom's infamous company Christmas parties (Kuya Donnell, your hair is HILARIOUS!), black and whites of my cutie niece J'nai when she was a toddler...

Yes, putting frames up is not necessarily considered decorating in itself. But my bookshelves' appearance have changed for the better =) I wish I had bunches of money so I could make my place look extremely cute. I'm already envisioning the throw pillows, area rugs, and linens that are going to be all over my living room.

Man, do I feel like a superficial freak right now. Hahaha! I take that back. I wish I had bunches of money so I could pay for my own tuition and not burden my parents with my desires for higher learning. Hahaha! I once told someone after I finished a big ol' bag of spicy cheetos : I want more. I wish my guitar would turn into a huge bag of cheetos. She told me to be careful what I wished for. I shall heed your advise, friend.

Go LAKERS!!!!!

Jay Leno: They say so much has changed since Friends first aired ten years ago. I would beg to differ. The Bush administration was obsessed with the war in Iraq, Michael Jackson was struggling in court... and the Lakers were choking in the finals.

I love my Los Angeles Lakers and all, but that joke was so clever. Who comes up with these jokes?! Hilarious!