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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
I started watching PB last month. I've seen its advertisement months ago in Crime/Suspense channel. I said to myself that I'll watch it but I was never good at watching tv series. I tend to miss a lot of episodes. Actually, I never got to watch even one. So I was really thrilled when my friend lent me his copy of Season 1.
The story revolves around two brothers, two eye candy brothers i might add, Linc and Michael. Linc was imprisoned because of a crime he didn't commit. Michael, convinced of his big brother's innocence, thought of the perfect plan to break his brother out of prison. Inside the Fox River State Penitentiary, a group of convicts was formed. Each has his own reason of wanting to get out. Each not trusting anyone to watch his back. Mischief and mayhem occurs. You can always bet that there will be blood spilled. And then, there's Dr. Sara Tancredi, a prison doctor. Michaels' love interest.
I love this series because it has a really engaging story. It has a superb cast. You'll love most of them. And you'll hate some too. And it doesn't hurt the show that Wentworth Miller is one of its main characters. I'll be Sara Tancredi to Went's Michael Scoffield anytime. =)
From the first episode, I know I'll be addicted, hook, line and sinker.
Friday bago ako umalis ng office: nagsearch ako sa google ng recipe ng donut. Inisip ko baka wala naman ako gagawin ng weekend so try ko na lng gumawa nun. Medyo matagal ko na din kasi plano magluto ng donut. Kaya lang may pagkatamad ako kaya lagi na lang hindi natutuloy. Meron naman akong nakita na simpleng recipe. Hindi na kailangan ng nutmeg or cinnamon. Naisip ko kasi sayang naman kung bibili pa ko ng mga yun tapos hindi ko naman magagamit ulit.
Sunday pagkatapos ng tanghalian: Kaming dalawa lang ng mama ko sa bahay. Nagpapalinis sya ng kuko samantalang ako naman ay nagiintay ng alas kwatro para sa UAAP. Naisip ko na habang naghihintay, gawin ko na lang kaya ang donut? Hinanda ko ang mga kakailanganin ko. Flour, sugar, milk, butter, egg and salt. Mantika kasi deep fried ang gagawin kong pagluto. Hindi kasi ako marunong magbake nun. Wala na pala kaming milk at butter. konti na lang din ang sugar. Nagtext ako sa kapatid ko para dumaan sya sa grocery at bumili ng mga kailangan ko. Buti naman pumayag sya. Kaya lang pagdating nya nagulat ako. Sinisingil nya ko ng isang daan. Sinabi ko na hindi naman aabot ng ganun yung mga pinabili ko. SImpleng dari creme, maliit na evaporated milk at 1/2k ng sugar lang naman yun. Bumili pa daw sya ng pepsi max at burger. Wala ako nagawa kasi nagutos lang naman ako, saka mabait talaga akong kapatid, kaya binayaran ko na lang.
Sinimulan ko na ang paggawa ng donut. halo halo ng mga ingredients, set aside yung dough, pagkatapos ng 30 minutes kinuha ko na ulit at sinubukan ko iShape ng donut. Medyo palpak yata ang dough ko kasi masyado sya malagkit. Hindi katulad ng mga nakikita ko na consistency dapat. Sabi ng kapatid ko mali daw ang ginagawa ko. Hindi daw ganun dapat. Hindi nagluluto ang kapatid ko pero nanonood sya ng Yakitate Japan(Anime na ang istorya ay umiikot sa pagbibake ng kung ano anong klaseng tinapay).
Ok naman ang lasa ng ginawa kong donut. pagkaprito, nilagyan ko lng sya ng sugar. Hindi katulad ng donut ang itsura nya pero masarap naman. Nakain naman namin. Sabi lang ng isa ko pang kapatid(rica,bunso. ung kanina c clem, sumunod saken) dapat daw ginaya ko yung sa Yakitate para daw mas masarap. Hindi ko na lng pinaalala sa kanya na hindi namin nakain yung ginawa nya na tinapay. Ginaya nya yun sa yakitate japan.(Moral: wag masyado maniniwala sa cartoons)
May naiwan pa ko na dough sa ref. Lulutuin na lang yun kapag may nagutom samen at wala nang pagkain. Naniniwala ako na dadating din ang panahon at makakagawa ako ng magandang donut. Konting praktis pa. Masarap na kasi yung nagawa ko pero hnidi lang ganun kaganda ang itsura.
This is for those who do not know yet the hottest man today. Read on…
Name: Wentworth Earl Miller III.
Also known as Michael Scoffield (Prison Break).
Here are some fast facts about this eye candy:
Birth date: June 2, 1972
Hometown: Born in Chipping Norton, Oxfordshire England; Raised in New York
Education: Has a degree in English Literature from Princeton
Nickname: Stinky, Went, Miller
Height: 1.84cm
Trivia:
He is of African, Jamaican, English, and German descent on his father's side, and of Russian, French, Dutch, Syrian and Lebanese descent on his mother's side.
Graduated from Midwood H.S. at Brooklyn College (Brooklyn, N.Y.) in 1990.
He has one eye that is a different color than the other. His left eye is green while his right eye is hazel.
His mother, Roxann, is a Special Education Teacher and a graduate from Yale.
His father, Wentworth E. Miller II is a Lawyer and a graduate of Yale.
He has 2 younger sisters, Gillian and Leigh, who is the youngest. Gillian is a Lawyer and Leigh is in Law School.
He is allergic to cats and dogs as well as certain foods.
Do you know the song Half Crazy? I don't know who the original singer is but you'll hear it on the radio being sang by Freestyle. It's the only entry in my playlist. I deleted from it the APO and Rihanna songs. I really love this one. I don't exacty know why. Maybe because of its melody, its meaning or maybe because at one point in my life, in our lives, we've all been half crazy.
Half crazy missing a partner, a famiy member, a friend, or an enemy. Believe it or not, some miss the people they don't even like. I'm not sure why, could be the rush they get from seeing the person they hate. Or maybe because their lives will not be the same, will not be as exciting, will be dull if there is no additional spice brought to them by these people. Whatever! They are not my concern anyway. I'll stop analyzing the reasons behind another person's action. I 'll go mad if I do. Heck, I don't even understand myself sometimes.
Hmm.Maybe that's why. Maybe that's what's wrong all these time. Me not fully understanding myself. Maybe. Maybe not.
Relationship between two people is complicated. It doesn't matter if it's familial, platonic, or romantic. As long as it involves human beings. It's bound to be complicated. It's great if it's a good kind complicated. But what if it's not?
You disagree, little things pile up, you fight, you say things you don't mean, you part ways angry with each other. Then after a while, you'll realize that you don't want to fight anymore. Then you kiss and make up. But what if the other person is no longer there? What will you do? Wait for a falling star and wish that you'll have another chance? If you happen to be lucky and you got that chance, will you listen to what he'll say? Will you know the right things to say? Will you say them? Or will you be back to where you start? You'll disgaree until it's goodbye.
One of our major failings is the ability to listen to another person. You'll start discussing what went wrong. You'll have your say. So will he. You smooth things out and everything's sunnier than the sun. All's well that ends well. But what if not? Life, relationship, is a viscious cycle. No wonder I am what I am.
I've been with my present employer for more than 4 years now. When I first started working there, i didn't even thought that i'll last 3 yrs, much less 4. But, as they say, time flies when you're having fun.And i am having fun. Especially this past year. So much has happened.
I am enjoying my stay with pal mainly because of the friends I have there. I would've gotten out last year if not for them. You see, our barkada is a crazy mix of beautiful people. All of us have our own weirdness that made our group really special. Some of them i never really thought i'd get along with. Some became my friend right from the start. We've bonded more than i could ever imagined. They are my family outside my home.
I love them. I enjoy spending time with them. I'm going to miss them so much.
You see, i've reached a point in my carreer where i need to make a choice between being inside my comfort zone and stepping out of it. I feel that if I don't explore other possibilities, i'll be stuck with where i am right now. I don't want that to happen. And besides the professional growth that i'll be gaining, there's also the financial aspect that i have to consider.
I have to go…but i can't seem to think of myself going to the office without the familiar faces of the people i call friends…without the pasaways…but, it's time to move on…Anyways, i'll still see them. I'll still talk to them. They will still be my friends.
