Yeah, here I am again in front of a few people. This past few weeks, even though I told myself to stop ranting on my blog, I still can't help it. I broke a lot of promises I made. I even became too emotional. Then all of a sudden, I'll be having mood swings. I guess that's a reason why my very few "viewers" even dwindled in number. Like Plurk said, "Don't plurk too much. Don't put every single detail of your life in your viewable time-line or your viewers will stop following your life." Well, not the exact sentences, though, but the essence is there. So here goes.
1. Being a member of a prominent clan doesn't equate to you being rich. It hit me VERY HARD. Of our core family, I am the spendthrift. I spend all of my allowance on high-end snacks when I can eat on the local canteen. I thought we were rich enough. My parents keep telling me to save. Well, I keep lying to them that I do save. But no. I can't resist myself when I have the money. So I can't save. But, well, I'm trying to save now. I wanted my money for the next enrollment to come "from me". My parents expect a lot from me. My parents keep telling me to work and pay for my brother's tuition. Even I agree on that, not because I am forced, but because I wanted to.
And related to that issue, I realized that I have acquaintances who are, in my opinion, way richer than me. Well, it not that I don't want to make friends with them because I think they belittle me. I just think that they really have the capability to spend because of their status, when I am just, you know, "trying hard".
2. I tried to stop this awkward feeling from developing. I never knew I'll be this successful this time. Well, maybe because I did consider many realizations in my life. This time, I just have to apply them. If you want to know who that person is, I'll not be giving clues. Although I told X that this person is cute. X, you know who you are, and I trust you that you won't be telling this (well, but if Y insisted that you tell that to him, wala akong magagawa. T.T basta i-inyo na lang iyon, please? i have no intentions of telling that person. baka mapahiya lang ako sa kanya. >o<).
3. You may have noticed that, recently, I'm writing things I'd gladly call "crap", since I do it craply. At first, I am writing because I want the gods and goddesses of literature (yes, Y, ikaw yun. ikaw rin yun, Omega/Aki, basta marami kayo.) to lambaste my "works of art" (very masochistic. >o<). But now, even though I have no "followers/viewers", I'm now writing for my own personal satisfaction. I told some of you that I keep writing and writing but I never, ever, finished a single story, except for one (I was a Highschool Freshman back then). So, again, I am now writing for my self-accompolishment. If one appreciated my works, then good, I'd like to give you my thanks.
Thanks for spending/wasting a few minutes reading this. I hope, this time, this isn't as annoying as before. I hope I gave you my two-cents well. Ü
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Heroes: Abstract (E03)
Previous: Differentiability
Next: Limits
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Episode 3: Integrability
"All things are hard to build but easy to destroy. Fixing even takes more time. But sometimes, starting over is not the best solution. Sometimes, we have to resolve to mending. Piece by, piece, we have to reassemble."
Vic told Mark that it's already safe, but he's aware of the person outside. As they go out, he pretended he didn't notice her presence when she suddenly halted them.
"Hey you!"
Vic and Mark both turned around. They saw a girl with long, blond hair, smiling at them.
"So, are you Vincent Lee?"
"Yes?"
"... and Marcus Anderson?"
"Uh-huh. Why?"
"My name is Elle. Elle Woods. Nice to meet you."
Shaking of hands. Mark is smiling but Vic senses trouble. The woman emanates a fake smile.
"So what's the deal?" purred Mark.
"I'd like to congratulate you since you were accepted in our scholarship program."
"Scholarship?" doubted Vic.
"Yes. Your school sent a list of students for the program. You are two of the lucky ten students who were granted the scholarship."
"Under what institution?"
"Yamagato Industries. Your papers are ready."
"Why not do this talk at the administrative office?"
Silence. Cold stares were thrown at each other. Suddenly, a tall man appeared behind the woman. He keeps on staring at them. Vic suddenly held Mark's hand.
"Why aren't they sleeping yet?"
"I don't know why my abilities won't work!"
They suddenly pulled up their guns. Vic ran away, dragging Mark like earlier. The woman shot Mark at his leg with perfect accuracy. They both tripped. Mark wailed in pain. Vic carried Mark in his arms. The woman aimed her gun at Vic. She shot him but the bullet failed to land on him. Taking advantage, Vic ran in haste. The woman then got her taser and tried to shot Vic but she missed again. The man tried to riddle him with bullets but not even a single shot landed on him. The woman suddenly stopped him, claimed him that they wanted both of them alive. As the couple ran, the man handed the woman a two-tabbed folder. One is labeled "PHEROMONE EMISSION" while the other is "???"
Vic passed though everyone at school and rushed Mark to the nearest private hospital.
Minutes passed. The doctors said that Mark is now okay and can be released tomorrow morning. Vic entered the room where Mark is. He sat beside him when Mark touched his hand.
"I wanted to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"You know that I'm okay now, right?"
"Yes. I don't know what they want from us. Our lives are now in danger. Mark, we have to-"
Mark pulled Vic and kissed him on the lips. Vic suddenly pulled away, staring at him with his now large eyes.
"I wanted to tell you that I love you. I want you to know this because I'm afraid that the next time, I might get killed."
Vic looked away from Mark, staring from afar.
"Don't you love me?"
"Of course I do, you know that."
"But only as a friend."
Silence.
"I don't know what to answer."
"You don't want to love me because you think it's forbidden?"
"NO! It's just-"
Vic stopped and looked at the door. Mark showed a worried face. Vic can hear the footsteps. Suddenly, his vision passed through the walls, and he can the see the two people walking in the corridor, asking the nurses that they passed by. He was so scared when the two forcefully made their way while a nurse was stopping them. He was really scared when those two reached the door. He saw the door opened. But what he saw on the door is a dark, dirty shack with a rotten chair and table. The door closed again, then the same nurse entered the room and was shocked by what she saw.
"Did two impatient-looking people entered here?"
"Uh... I was about to ask the same thing."
"Come again, sir?"
"Oh, never mind."
At the opposite side of the world. those two went out of a shack. They realized that they were in the middle of a farm. The woman screamed, frantically throwing tantrums.
The nurse got out of the room, leaving Vic and Mark in their privacy.
"I want you beside me until I die."
Mark hugged Vic and they shared a warm, passionate kiss. After a minute, Vic pulled away.
"You need to rest. I think you're just scared. You better sleep, I'll just be there on the desk."
Mark looked at Vic, teary-eyed; while Vic looked at the window, thinking of all the things that are happening to them.
The next day, after Mark was released, Vic and he talked in a coffee shop. Everyone is still looking at Mark.
"I wanted to tell you something."
"About yesterday? Forget it. I accept that you don't feel the same way."
"No, not about it."
Vic flashed two airplane tickets.
"We are going to Japan. I guess we can find answers there."
"So you love me!?"
"... It's about those two guys pursuing us yesterday. I thought that this might be some scam or something, but Yamagato Industries are unheard of here in the Philippines."
"So?" Mark grumpily answered.
"My parents work there. I asked them to excuse us from school. Everything has been negotiated."
"But how? Now that everyone there is head over heels obsessed with me."
"I don't know their strings but what's more important is that we can go to Japan now."
"How about my parents?"
"That has been taken care of as well."
Vic almost held Mark's hand. When Mark saw this, Vic pulled his hand back and just smiled.
Narita International Airport. Tokyo, Japan.
Vic and Mark were welcomed by a group of men in tuxedo. They fetched them to a condominium unit. Inside the unit, they were met by Vic's parents.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Vic-kun."
"Ohayo gozaimas, Otosan. Genki desu ka?"
"Genki desu. Come, sit, both of you. I never knew it will come to this."
"Huh? What do you know?"
"What were those two wearing?"
"Huh? Uh... Black, like them."
"Any distinguishing objects?"
"Well, I observed a double-helix pin."
"Pinehearst," whispered Mr. Lee.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I guess Nakamura Kimiko-san can explain things to you."
"Why her? She's... scary."
"You'll know why. A car will fetch you later. We'll call you when they get here."
"Domo arigato."
"And you," Mr. Lee asked Mark, "What's your name?"
"Marcus Anderson. Please call me Marcus. Or Mark, if you please."
"Okay, Mark. Enjoy your stay here."
"Thank you, sir. "
When they were alone, Vic noticed an unusual coldness from Mark. He tried to tap his shoulder but Mark suddenly moved. There was a spirit of loneliness flowing into Vic.
"We can get answers tomorrow."
"Sure. Where shall I sleep now? Here on the sofa?"
"You can sleep beside me as always."
Silence.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just wake me up when they're here."
Mark lied on the bed. Vic just looked at him first, then he gave himself a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, crying. Shortly, the phone rang. Mark knew he had to get out of the bed.
===
A/N:
4. Now that it was revealed that they had abilities, can you guess who has what ability?
5. It wasn't my original intention to have this "homosexual pairing". So if I haven't forewarned you earlier [in case you have different views in life], forgive me. ToT
6. Surprisingly, this mini-series can take up to 7 episodes! Yikes!
7. I'm not really a writer. So grammatical errors abound. 8D
Previous: Differentiability
Next: Limits
Next: Limits
===
Episode 3: Integrability
"All things are hard to build but easy to destroy. Fixing even takes more time. But sometimes, starting over is not the best solution. Sometimes, we have to resolve to mending. Piece by, piece, we have to reassemble."
Vic told Mark that it's already safe, but he's aware of the person outside. As they go out, he pretended he didn't notice her presence when she suddenly halted them.
"Hey you!"
Vic and Mark both turned around. They saw a girl with long, blond hair, smiling at them.
"So, are you Vincent Lee?"
"Yes?"
"... and Marcus Anderson?"
"Uh-huh. Why?"
"My name is Elle. Elle Woods. Nice to meet you."
Shaking of hands. Mark is smiling but Vic senses trouble. The woman emanates a fake smile.
"So what's the deal?" purred Mark.
"I'd like to congratulate you since you were accepted in our scholarship program."
"Scholarship?" doubted Vic.
"Yes. Your school sent a list of students for the program. You are two of the lucky ten students who were granted the scholarship."
"Under what institution?"
"Yamagato Industries. Your papers are ready."
"Why not do this talk at the administrative office?"
Silence. Cold stares were thrown at each other. Suddenly, a tall man appeared behind the woman. He keeps on staring at them. Vic suddenly held Mark's hand.
"Why aren't they sleeping yet?"
"I don't know why my abilities won't work!"
They suddenly pulled up their guns. Vic ran away, dragging Mark like earlier. The woman shot Mark at his leg with perfect accuracy. They both tripped. Mark wailed in pain. Vic carried Mark in his arms. The woman aimed her gun at Vic. She shot him but the bullet failed to land on him. Taking advantage, Vic ran in haste. The woman then got her taser and tried to shot Vic but she missed again. The man tried to riddle him with bullets but not even a single shot landed on him. The woman suddenly stopped him, claimed him that they wanted both of them alive. As the couple ran, the man handed the woman a two-tabbed folder. One is labeled "PHEROMONE EMISSION" while the other is "???"
Vic passed though everyone at school and rushed Mark to the nearest private hospital.
Minutes passed. The doctors said that Mark is now okay and can be released tomorrow morning. Vic entered the room where Mark is. He sat beside him when Mark touched his hand.
"I wanted to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"You know that I'm okay now, right?"
"Yes. I don't know what they want from us. Our lives are now in danger. Mark, we have to-"
Mark pulled Vic and kissed him on the lips. Vic suddenly pulled away, staring at him with his now large eyes.
"I wanted to tell you that I love you. I want you to know this because I'm afraid that the next time, I might get killed."
Vic looked away from Mark, staring from afar.
"Don't you love me?"
"Of course I do, you know that."
"But only as a friend."
Silence.
"I don't know what to answer."
"You don't want to love me because you think it's forbidden?"
"NO! It's just-"
Vic stopped and looked at the door. Mark showed a worried face. Vic can hear the footsteps. Suddenly, his vision passed through the walls, and he can the see the two people walking in the corridor, asking the nurses that they passed by. He was so scared when the two forcefully made their way while a nurse was stopping them. He was really scared when those two reached the door. He saw the door opened. But what he saw on the door is a dark, dirty shack with a rotten chair and table. The door closed again, then the same nurse entered the room and was shocked by what she saw.
"Did two impatient-looking people entered here?"
"Uh... I was about to ask the same thing."
"Come again, sir?"
"Oh, never mind."
At the opposite side of the world. those two went out of a shack. They realized that they were in the middle of a farm. The woman screamed, frantically throwing tantrums.
The nurse got out of the room, leaving Vic and Mark in their privacy.
"I want you beside me until I die."
Mark hugged Vic and they shared a warm, passionate kiss. After a minute, Vic pulled away.
"You need to rest. I think you're just scared. You better sleep, I'll just be there on the desk."
Mark looked at Vic, teary-eyed; while Vic looked at the window, thinking of all the things that are happening to them.
The next day, after Mark was released, Vic and he talked in a coffee shop. Everyone is still looking at Mark.
"I wanted to tell you something."
"About yesterday? Forget it. I accept that you don't feel the same way."
"No, not about it."
Vic flashed two airplane tickets.
"We are going to Japan. I guess we can find answers there."
"So you love me!?"
"... It's about those two guys pursuing us yesterday. I thought that this might be some scam or something, but Yamagato Industries are unheard of here in the Philippines."
"So?" Mark grumpily answered.
"My parents work there. I asked them to excuse us from school. Everything has been negotiated."
"But how? Now that everyone there is head over heels obsessed with me."
"I don't know their strings but what's more important is that we can go to Japan now."
"How about my parents?"
"That has been taken care of as well."
Vic almost held Mark's hand. When Mark saw this, Vic pulled his hand back and just smiled.
Narita International Airport. Tokyo, Japan.
Vic and Mark were welcomed by a group of men in tuxedo. They fetched them to a condominium unit. Inside the unit, they were met by Vic's parents.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Vic-kun."
"Ohayo gozaimas, Otosan. Genki desu ka?"
"Genki desu. Come, sit, both of you. I never knew it will come to this."
"Huh? What do you know?"
"What were those two wearing?"
"Huh? Uh... Black, like them."
"Any distinguishing objects?"
"Well, I observed a double-helix pin."
"Pinehearst," whispered Mr. Lee.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I guess Nakamura Kimiko-san can explain things to you."
"Why her? She's... scary."
"You'll know why. A car will fetch you later. We'll call you when they get here."
"Domo arigato."
"And you," Mr. Lee asked Mark, "What's your name?"
"Marcus Anderson. Please call me Marcus. Or Mark, if you please."
"Okay, Mark. Enjoy your stay here."
"Thank you, sir. "
When they were alone, Vic noticed an unusual coldness from Mark. He tried to tap his shoulder but Mark suddenly moved. There was a spirit of loneliness flowing into Vic.
"We can get answers tomorrow."
"Sure. Where shall I sleep now? Here on the sofa?"
"You can sleep beside me as always."
Silence.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just wake me up when they're here."
Mark lied on the bed. Vic just looked at him first, then he gave himself a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, crying. Shortly, the phone rang. Mark knew he had to get out of the bed.
===
A/N:
4. Now that it was revealed that they had abilities, can you guess who has what ability?
5. It wasn't my original intention to have this "homosexual pairing". So if I haven't forewarned you earlier [in case you have different views in life], forgive me. ToT
6. Surprisingly, this mini-series can take up to 7 episodes! Yikes!
7. I'm not really a writer. So grammatical errors abound. 8D
Previous: Differentiability
Next: Limits
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Heroes: Abstract (E02)
Previous: Continuity
Next: Integrability
===
Episode 2: Differentiability
Next: Integrability
===
Episode 2: Differentiability
"Oftentimes, we can't solve problems in one sitting. Little steps have to be taken in order to conquer one big conflict. Every inch, every fiber, every speck, we have to persevere."
Mark sat on the sofa of Vic's house. He looks very tired from the scenario earlier.
"Since when did you have a lot of fan-girls?"
"I don't know."
"Are you doing some school activity? Or something that can make you famous?"
"No!"
"Why do even straight guys like you?"
"Why won't you like me, for a change?"
"What? Wait... Don't change the topic!"
"I don't know why almost every people eye me! Take a liking on me!"
"Because... you're naturally cute?"
"You think so?"
"Well, to begin with, I envy you because you got the looks."
"But you like me?"
"No! Are you sick?"
"Even as a friend?"
"Of course I like you AS A FRIEND! Why would you not like a friend?"
Silence. Vic suddenly decided to make juice and prepare snacks for them while Mark is taking out his notebooks.
When Vic looked at the freezer, he noticed that the water in the ice tray are not ice cubes yet. So he closed the freezer door and searched for cold water. The said door opened. Vic was about to close the door when he noticed, to his shock, ice cubes were now formed.
He now had their snacks and he placed them on the sala table for them to begin their review session together.
"Hey, can you explain this to me?" asked Mark. Vic quickly got his notes and scanned through it. It was a problem about functions. Vic knows he can answer this but he almost lacked the knowledge to explain. So he told Mark what he knew at the best that he could when suddenly, Vic saw darkness and green numbers, grids, and graphs. He can view the graph of the concerned function and got the answer, when Mark put him out his trance. Mark asked him if he was okay, and Vic just said yes and told him that might just be having headaches.
"I think I should sleep over. You're tired now, we can continue later."
"You can always come here tomorrow."
"But tomorrow is Saturday. It's okay to stay up late. Besides, you're parents are not always here, and they know me. I can take care of you."
"Thanks for the concern. But I'm okay, really."
So they decided to pause their review session for the meantime and they chatted as they always did.
Black. Everything was all black. Then strings of green numbers appear, their values changes every second. Then a grid appears, and graphs were drawn. On the side, there was a matrix that keeps changing its entries every second or so. Everything is black and green.
Vic suddenly opened his eyes. It was Saturday morning. He thought of his very weird dream. He freed himself from the sleeping Mark's hug, then he woke him up. They decided to take a bath first, then eat breakfast, then resume with their review session.
Mark was sitting on the dining table. Vic is getting some silverware when he bumped into the knife set which, in turn, fell to his feet. He screamed loudly. Mark rushed to the kitchen to see what happened. He saw a petrified Vic and the fallen knife set. He, too, was shocked to see that all the knife pierced the floor and none went through Vic's feet.
They were now eating at the dining room.
"I can't believe I was lucky enough to survive that."
"Yeah. But still, are you okay?"
"Yes. No bleeding."
"I really can't believe it. Yesterday, the whole school is in love with me. Today, Lady Luck is with you."
"I think mine's nothing but a coincidence. But yours is troublesome."
"Yeah..."
"I think we need an escape plan just in case it gets worse..."
"Like what? Cloak me? Put me in your baggage?"
"No. Just click and drag."
"Click and drag?"
Monday. School day. Vic and Mark entered the school like they normally do. To their relief, the "worse" is still not happening. They went to the locker room only to realize that Mark's letters doubled than last time. Vic decided to read a few. Love letters, invitations to dates, and even indecent proposals, from girls and boys, even to the teachers and the guard that always welcomes them.
From that day, everything became different. Depending on the teacher, they either exempt Mark from the oral recitation or call him to recite all the time. Every time they walk, all eyes are glued to Mark. Every break time, Mark receives chocolates. There even came a time that some of Vic's friends approached him to ask details about Mark.
Then, the worse did came. Just as they enter the school the school gates, Vic heard the large crowd from far away. He held Mark's hand and everything he saw turned into black boxes and green mesh lines. It sort of directed him where to go. They ran across the crowd and many buildings. Until they came upon the storage room of an old and unused building. They hid there for as long as Vic heard the crowd. When it passed the old building, Mark suddenly kissed Vic.
"Why the heck did you do that?"
"Uh... Friendly gesture?"
"So, thank you. But please try a different gesture next time."
"Hihi... Why won't we go here often? And how did you know this place?"
"Actually, I don't even know this place existed..."
Mark hugged Vic, but Vic is troubled. He can sense that someone not related to the school is watching them...
===
Previous: Continuity
Next: Integrability
Mark sat on the sofa of Vic's house. He looks very tired from the scenario earlier.
"Since when did you have a lot of fan-girls?"
"I don't know."
"Are you doing some school activity? Or something that can make you famous?"
"No!"
"Why do even straight guys like you?"
"Why won't you like me, for a change?"
"What? Wait... Don't change the topic!"
"I don't know why almost every people eye me! Take a liking on me!"
"Because... you're naturally cute?"
"You think so?"
"Well, to begin with, I envy you because you got the looks."
"But you like me?"
"No! Are you sick?"
"Even as a friend?"
"Of course I like you AS A FRIEND! Why would you not like a friend?"
Silence. Vic suddenly decided to make juice and prepare snacks for them while Mark is taking out his notebooks.
When Vic looked at the freezer, he noticed that the water in the ice tray are not ice cubes yet. So he closed the freezer door and searched for cold water. The said door opened. Vic was about to close the door when he noticed, to his shock, ice cubes were now formed.
He now had their snacks and he placed them on the sala table for them to begin their review session together.
"Hey, can you explain this to me?" asked Mark. Vic quickly got his notes and scanned through it. It was a problem about functions. Vic knows he can answer this but he almost lacked the knowledge to explain. So he told Mark what he knew at the best that he could when suddenly, Vic saw darkness and green numbers, grids, and graphs. He can view the graph of the concerned function and got the answer, when Mark put him out his trance. Mark asked him if he was okay, and Vic just said yes and told him that might just be having headaches.
"I think I should sleep over. You're tired now, we can continue later."
"You can always come here tomorrow."
"But tomorrow is Saturday. It's okay to stay up late. Besides, you're parents are not always here, and they know me. I can take care of you."
"Thanks for the concern. But I'm okay, really."
So they decided to pause their review session for the meantime and they chatted as they always did.
Black. Everything was all black. Then strings of green numbers appear, their values changes every second. Then a grid appears, and graphs were drawn. On the side, there was a matrix that keeps changing its entries every second or so. Everything is black and green.
Vic suddenly opened his eyes. It was Saturday morning. He thought of his very weird dream. He freed himself from the sleeping Mark's hug, then he woke him up. They decided to take a bath first, then eat breakfast, then resume with their review session.
Mark was sitting on the dining table. Vic is getting some silverware when he bumped into the knife set which, in turn, fell to his feet. He screamed loudly. Mark rushed to the kitchen to see what happened. He saw a petrified Vic and the fallen knife set. He, too, was shocked to see that all the knife pierced the floor and none went through Vic's feet.
They were now eating at the dining room.
"I can't believe I was lucky enough to survive that."
"Yeah. But still, are you okay?"
"Yes. No bleeding."
"I really can't believe it. Yesterday, the whole school is in love with me. Today, Lady Luck is with you."
"I think mine's nothing but a coincidence. But yours is troublesome."
"Yeah..."
"I think we need an escape plan just in case it gets worse..."
"Like what? Cloak me? Put me in your baggage?"
"No. Just click and drag."
"Click and drag?"
Monday. School day. Vic and Mark entered the school like they normally do. To their relief, the "worse" is still not happening. They went to the locker room only to realize that Mark's letters doubled than last time. Vic decided to read a few. Love letters, invitations to dates, and even indecent proposals, from girls and boys, even to the teachers and the guard that always welcomes them.
From that day, everything became different. Depending on the teacher, they either exempt Mark from the oral recitation or call him to recite all the time. Every time they walk, all eyes are glued to Mark. Every break time, Mark receives chocolates. There even came a time that some of Vic's friends approached him to ask details about Mark.
Then, the worse did came. Just as they enter the school the school gates, Vic heard the large crowd from far away. He held Mark's hand and everything he saw turned into black boxes and green mesh lines. It sort of directed him where to go. They ran across the crowd and many buildings. Until they came upon the storage room of an old and unused building. They hid there for as long as Vic heard the crowd. When it passed the old building, Mark suddenly kissed Vic.
"Why the heck did you do that?"
"Uh... Friendly gesture?"
"So, thank you. But please try a different gesture next time."
"Hihi... Why won't we go here often? And how did you know this place?"
"Actually, I don't even know this place existed..."
Mark hugged Vic, but Vic is troubled. He can sense that someone not related to the school is watching them...
===
Previous: Continuity
Next: Integrability
Heroes: Abstract (E01)
A/N:
1. Just a fan fiction. I don't own Heroes nor Tim Kring. This is not for commercial purposes.
2. Timeline of story is during The Eclipse, Part I.
3. Names are not really thought of. I just use names that I think are common.
Next: Differentiability
===
1. Just a fan fiction. I don't own Heroes nor Tim Kring. This is not for commercial purposes.
2. Timeline of story is during The Eclipse, Part I.
3. Names are not really thought of. I just use names that I think are common.
Next: Differentiability
===
Episode 1: Continuity
"Is it true that Science answers even the most mysterious of the phenomena? If so, if Biology and Physics can't handle the job, can Mathematics resolve it?"
Vic is getting his telescope. From the second floor of his house, he used his window to get to the rooftop to fix the telescope. He can't wait to see the upcoming solar eclipse.
It's getting dark. The eclipse is very observable. He viewed it through his telescope as the skies grew more dark. He can see it's magnificence. Suddenly, his mobile phone vibrated. The phone read:
"Calling... Mark"
He quickly answered it while still viewing the eclipse.
"Hello?"
"The eclipse is beautiful. isn't it?"
"Yeah. Can you see it."
"Well, yes. But I can see someone more beautiful than the eclipse?"
"What? Who is she?"
"She? Hahaha! Look below."
Vic saw the street from the rooftop. From there, he saw Mark waving at him. He noticed that Mark's smile grew to his ears even though he's far and he looks small.
"Why won't you come here?" Vic shouted.
"I have more house works to do, I'm sorry. I just came here to see you. Bye!"
Then Mark ran. Vic is somewhat surprised.
The next day, as usual, Mark knocked Vic out of his house. When Vic came out, Mark greeted him a big,
"GOOD MORNING!"
"Ei, Mark, we're late now!"
"No, we aren't. We just have to run."
And they started running.
"But we're officially late now. Why do you have to wait for me?"
"Because you are my best friend?"
"But you don't have to be tardy just because of that!"
"Haha! It's okay. Don't worry about me, okay?"
Mark tapped Vic's shoulders. They are already at the school gate: late. The school guard plays with his baton. It's the first time that the two are late.
"Oh, late again?" said the guard.
"But it's our first time, can we escape school punishment?" purred Mark.
"You know you can't."
"Even if we pay you?"
"Nope."
"But what do we need to do?"
Mark put his hands on the guard's shoulders. Surprisingly, the guard has no counter-answer. Vic said to Mark they they have to accept the consequences for being late. But another surprising thing is that the guard let them through without objections. The two walked inside, somewhat confused.
As they walk in the corridor, Vic noticed the unusual buzzes and giggles of girls as he and Mark walk. Vic whispered to Mark,
"What's with them?"
"I don't know. But I've got the feeling that those girls like us."
"Hell, no. No girl can like a dork like me. Well, they might like you, cool boy!"
"But some girls like wise men like you."
"I don't have the looks."
"But you have..."
Vic suddenly stopped, surprised by what Mark said.
"Haha, why that look? I just mean that you're too negative, that's all."
Mark quickly ran to their classroom first. Before Vic can enter the classroom, he was blocked by two tall guys.
"Hey, who's the guy with you?"
"Err... His name is Mark. Why?"
"You classmates?"
"Uh... Yeah? Why ask?"
"What are you two?"
"... People?"
"That's not what I meant, you moron!"
One guy lifted him up by his collar. Mark suddenly came out. The two guys suddenly ran away.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. Thanks for the concern."
"What's with them?"
"I don't know. Do you, somehow, know them?"
"Not even the slightest."
"Eh? They were asking me about you?"
"Oh... That's surprising. Come on, teach is there!"
Then they entered the room.
Breaktime. Vic and Mark went to the locker room to change books. As Mark opened his locker, many letters dropped from it. The envelopes were colored red or pink, and most of them have heart designs.
"And since when did you receive love letters?"
"I don't know. I usually receive one a day. But this is record-breaking?"
"Read them?"
"Nope. They go where they belong."
"Trash bin?"
"Uh-huh."
"But it's your chance to get a girl."
"But I want it challenging."
Vic got a letter and read it. He was startled.
"Hey, this one's from a guy!"
"What?!"
Mark quickly got the letter and read it.
"So you attract guys as well? That one's straight as I know it?"
"No way!"
"Yeah, believe me."
They got all the letters and disposed them.
As they were walking in the cafeteria, Vic noticed a lot of people staring at them. He knows who are they looking at and what they feel, which is unusual to him. He can saw gapes toward Mark and sharp looks toward him. But he ignored them for the meantime.
They got their snacks and they sat.
"Can you hear something?"
"What?"
"People are rushing in, screaming."
"Haha, are you crazy?"
The door suddenly swung open. There are a lot of girls carrying chocolates, roses, and stuffed bears. They surrounded Mark and offered him their gifts. Mark just smiled and accept the gifts. After getting all the gifts, the girls just stayed around him. Mark and Vic looked at each other, confused.
===
Next: Differentiability
"Is it true that Science answers even the most mysterious of the phenomena? If so, if Biology and Physics can't handle the job, can Mathematics resolve it?"
Vic is getting his telescope. From the second floor of his house, he used his window to get to the rooftop to fix the telescope. He can't wait to see the upcoming solar eclipse.
It's getting dark. The eclipse is very observable. He viewed it through his telescope as the skies grew more dark. He can see it's magnificence. Suddenly, his mobile phone vibrated. The phone read:
"Calling... Mark"
He quickly answered it while still viewing the eclipse.
"Hello?"
"The eclipse is beautiful. isn't it?"
"Yeah. Can you see it."
"Well, yes. But I can see someone more beautiful than the eclipse?"
"What? Who is she?"
"She? Hahaha! Look below."
Vic saw the street from the rooftop. From there, he saw Mark waving at him. He noticed that Mark's smile grew to his ears even though he's far and he looks small.
"Why won't you come here?" Vic shouted.
"I have more house works to do, I'm sorry. I just came here to see you. Bye!"
Then Mark ran. Vic is somewhat surprised.
The next day, as usual, Mark knocked Vic out of his house. When Vic came out, Mark greeted him a big,
"GOOD MORNING!"
"Ei, Mark, we're late now!"
"No, we aren't. We just have to run."
And they started running.
"But we're officially late now. Why do you have to wait for me?"
"Because you are my best friend?"
"But you don't have to be tardy just because of that!"
"Haha! It's okay. Don't worry about me, okay?"
Mark tapped Vic's shoulders. They are already at the school gate: late. The school guard plays with his baton. It's the first time that the two are late.
"Oh, late again?" said the guard.
"But it's our first time, can we escape school punishment?" purred Mark.
"You know you can't."
"Even if we pay you?"
"Nope."
"But what do we need to do?"
Mark put his hands on the guard's shoulders. Surprisingly, the guard has no counter-answer. Vic said to Mark they they have to accept the consequences for being late. But another surprising thing is that the guard let them through without objections. The two walked inside, somewhat confused.
As they walk in the corridor, Vic noticed the unusual buzzes and giggles of girls as he and Mark walk. Vic whispered to Mark,
"What's with them?"
"I don't know. But I've got the feeling that those girls like us."
"Hell, no. No girl can like a dork like me. Well, they might like you, cool boy!"
"But some girls like wise men like you."
"I don't have the looks."
"But you have..."
Vic suddenly stopped, surprised by what Mark said.
"Haha, why that look? I just mean that you're too negative, that's all."
Mark quickly ran to their classroom first. Before Vic can enter the classroom, he was blocked by two tall guys.
"Hey, who's the guy with you?"
"Err... His name is Mark. Why?"
"You classmates?"
"Uh... Yeah? Why ask?"
"What are you two?"
"... People?"
"That's not what I meant, you moron!"
One guy lifted him up by his collar. Mark suddenly came out. The two guys suddenly ran away.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. Thanks for the concern."
"What's with them?"
"I don't know. Do you, somehow, know them?"
"Not even the slightest."
"Eh? They were asking me about you?"
"Oh... That's surprising. Come on, teach is there!"
Then they entered the room.
Breaktime. Vic and Mark went to the locker room to change books. As Mark opened his locker, many letters dropped from it. The envelopes were colored red or pink, and most of them have heart designs.
"And since when did you receive love letters?"
"I don't know. I usually receive one a day. But this is record-breaking?"
"Read them?"
"Nope. They go where they belong."
"Trash bin?"
"Uh-huh."
"But it's your chance to get a girl."
"But I want it challenging."
Vic got a letter and read it. He was startled.
"Hey, this one's from a guy!"
"What?!"
Mark quickly got the letter and read it.
"So you attract guys as well? That one's straight as I know it?"
"No way!"
"Yeah, believe me."
They got all the letters and disposed them.
As they were walking in the cafeteria, Vic noticed a lot of people staring at them. He knows who are they looking at and what they feel, which is unusual to him. He can saw gapes toward Mark and sharp looks toward him. But he ignored them for the meantime.
They got their snacks and they sat.
"Can you hear something?"
"What?"
"People are rushing in, screaming."
"Haha, are you crazy?"
The door suddenly swung open. There are a lot of girls carrying chocolates, roses, and stuffed bears. They surrounded Mark and offered him their gifts. Mark just smiled and accept the gifts. After getting all the gifts, the girls just stayed around him. Mark and Vic looked at each other, confused.
===
Next: Differentiability
Friday, November 28, 2008
Can Handwritings Reveal Moods?
Just a test. LOL. Here are my notes with my trashy handwritings. If you can present my mood in each subject correctly, I MIGHT give you a prize. 8D
28/11/08-Jollibee
Nilibre ko yung kapatid ko.
Sinundo ko kasi sya. Tapos, sabi ko, kain tayo,may pera ka ba? Wala daw syang pera kaya sabi ko, kapag may isang bakanteng upuan, libre kita. Ayon...
Nakakita kami ng isang table na bakante. Hehehe...
Random Things as of 28/11/08
1. Words of warning. Hindi ako poet. Puwet ako. So hindi poem 'yang nasa baba. :)
Ahh, fizz. Naisip ko na ito dati. Napakaganda ng version na iyon. Hindi ko lang maalala ngayon kaya, heto, pumangit. T.T
2. Na-realize ko na sinira ko na pala ang sarili ko sa isang tao na interesado ako. Napaka-bad move. Hindi ko naman kasi akalain na darating sa punto na magiging "obsessed" ako sa kanya. Buti pa yung kapatid ko. Kahit kanino, may mabibigyan siya ng matinong topic na pwede nilang pag-usapan. Ako, malabo akong kausap. Kaya pasensya na. Baka hindi pa malaman ng tao na iyon na nag-eexist ako. *sigh*
3. Ang bitter ko na naman. LOL. Nakakainis. Hehehe... Buti na lang hindi pa ako masyado distracted sa acads. Nakakainis lang. Dati, napaka-ideal ng pananaw ko sa relationships. Sabi ko noon, darating ang panahon na darating siya sa buhay ko, kung sino man siya. Kaso, ngayon, I'm in a rush. Pero hindi dapat. Kung "iyon" lang ang hanap ko, pupunta ako doon sa "lugar na iyon". Kapag nawala itong "hunger" ko, ibig sabihin, hindi talaga relationship ang habol ko. Pero kapag na-realize ko na after that ay hindi pa rin niya na-satisfy ang "hunger" ko, ibig sabihin, relationship nga ang habol ko. Nakakainis ako, ano, hindi ako concise. :P
4. Parang band-aid lang ang counselling sa akin. Temporary lang. Hindi ko kasi ma-apply. Either that or there is a very strong force that opposes what I know. Kulang lang ako ng guidance from God. =(
"You love someone better,
Yet you have a perfect lover.
You better keep her,
Or I'll claim her mine."
"You, who's the perfect lover:
I like the way you love.
Given the chance, I want you to love me.
I'll try to comfort you if he is to break you."
Yet you have a perfect lover.
You better keep her,
Or I'll claim her mine."
"You, who's the perfect lover:
I like the way you love.
Given the chance, I want you to love me.
I'll try to comfort you if he is to break you."
Ahh, fizz. Naisip ko na ito dati. Napakaganda ng version na iyon. Hindi ko lang maalala ngayon kaya, heto, pumangit. T.T
2. Na-realize ko na sinira ko na pala ang sarili ko sa isang tao na interesado ako. Napaka-bad move. Hindi ko naman kasi akalain na darating sa punto na magiging "obsessed" ako sa kanya. Buti pa yung kapatid ko. Kahit kanino, may mabibigyan siya ng matinong topic na pwede nilang pag-usapan. Ako, malabo akong kausap. Kaya pasensya na. Baka hindi pa malaman ng tao na iyon na nag-eexist ako. *sigh*
3. Ang bitter ko na naman. LOL. Nakakainis. Hehehe... Buti na lang hindi pa ako masyado distracted sa acads. Nakakainis lang. Dati, napaka-ideal ng pananaw ko sa relationships. Sabi ko noon, darating ang panahon na darating siya sa buhay ko, kung sino man siya. Kaso, ngayon, I'm in a rush. Pero hindi dapat. Kung "iyon" lang ang hanap ko, pupunta ako doon sa "lugar na iyon". Kapag nawala itong "hunger" ko, ibig sabihin, hindi talaga relationship ang habol ko. Pero kapag na-realize ko na after that ay hindi pa rin niya na-satisfy ang "hunger" ko, ibig sabihin, relationship nga ang habol ko. Nakakainis ako, ano, hindi ako concise. :P
4. Parang band-aid lang ang counselling sa akin. Temporary lang. Hindi ko kasi ma-apply. Either that or there is a very strong force that opposes what I know. Kulang lang ako ng guidance from God. =(
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