  9th day on the job… I got home 11:30. I waited for henry to finish his class, while mine ended early. I went to Patrick when I got bored making characters for a GURPS Rifts game I shouldn’t be prioritizing. I wanted to make a GURPS character out of Michael Clark Dunkan (who is secretly a engineered super soldier), with a cybernetic arm, and a personality close to that of the King Pin Character he played in Dare Devil- still smoking cigars/ but has the codes and duties of his character in Planet of the Apes. I wanted to revive the old party as well, with Stampede being a humble mechanic/sheriff, Max Murdox our hacker and tank, Garret Jax played by Tye Diggs as a genetically engineered super assassin. 350 points.
50 character disadvantages 100 peripheral disadvantages Sigh… I’d better get back to fixing my thesis. On the way to school I listen to “On a High” by Duncan Sheik disco version. It being in a dance version made me listen to it again. It was a great reminder of what I am not missing out on: That problems will always be there, challenges as well as personal disasters and failures. Its that they shouldn’t get you down, and that you should put what really matters in the fore view. It was great falling in love… I mean getting a huge crush with this girl.
I mean who else should I have had a crush on. Usually there is something bad about the person I find out making me disgusted to have ever liked them at all. But with this last girl, I’m really happy and immensely grateful that she was honest and not “bastos”-as henry put it. I just hope I meet someone like that again. Although I guess a lot of people may argue what love is to a stranger, I guess from a martial perspective things get pretty skewed. A soldier loves his country and will do everything to save it.
His country may be the Philippines (I save on making examples of bad undertones about the country), but he learns to see the positive side of the cause and its potential to bear fruit of something good for everyone concerned. Still a countryman may stab him in the back one day… that doesn’t mean the whole country is at fault. Blame the individual not the organization. She was a near stranger. She gave nothing away, (to me that said everything I wanted to hear) and how she lived spoke who she was. Did I need to get to know her more?
I guess I did, heck she did not know me. I’d talk and talk, and say nothing about myself. I loved it when she laughed at my little quips. I guess I looked for the character- the big picture and not the little parts. I did not mind the little quirks and focused on the whole character. And MY GAWD was She a piece of work… (not physically I mean) .
I ‘m here writing and waiting for my boss to ask me to do something. I’ll be going to the office of my mom later to help out… another girl I liked(note the past tense)… it’s a whole EK-EK( the Filipino equivalent of mish-mash) of her working for my dad making it more of an off limits thing… and the fact she has a BF etc. etc. 
