It's the knockout round in the fourth season of the voice and I am still hooked. Hahaha... By the way, I am not sure if it really is the sixth week or not. I just assumed and I am hoping that I made the right assumption.
So, as I mentioned, I am still hooked. The judges are quite entertaining and the singers are really talented. It's my first time watching the voice this deep into the season. I only got to watch the blind auditions of the previous seasons so I have no idea what happens at this stage of the competition.
I am writing this as I watch the first of the knockout round. Hmmm... So they are pitting the remaining singers in each team against the other members of in the team. The coaches (Adam, Shakira, Usher and Blake) choose 2 singers from their team for the knockout round. I find it weird that they are doing this to their team but hey, that's how they formatted the show and it has created a big following so who am I to question their choice. I think it would have been better had they pitted singers from different coaches against each other but that's just me.
Just walking
One morning, I felt like walking. Walking is therapeutic to me. It clears my mind. It relaxes me. It makes me feel as though I am one with the universe. It makes me feel as if I am able to receive the messages from the higher beings better.
I have been walking around for the past 30 minutes. I haven't received any messages yet though. But no worries, I am in no hurry. Haha
I have been walking around for the past 30 minutes. I haven't received any messages yet though. But no worries, I am in no hurry. Haha
Badminton with the Vs
It was July 2010...
Dust and cobwebs have already accumulated on my racket when I opened it. The grip, tattered to pieces from a game a long time ago, was gathering molds.
It has been a year, maybe more, since I last held a racket and smashed a shuttlecock. I tried holding the racket (Of course it's already been dusted and I had already changed the moldy grip.) The racket feels almost foreign to me now. Just almost. Somehow, thankfully, my hands still remember the all too familiar feel of the handshake grip. I swing it in the air, poised to smash. Swish. The familiar sound of the racket slicing through the air fills my ear. Aaahhh. I haven't forgotten.
But after a few more swings comes the reminder of a year of not playing. Although the mind has already made the connections and familiarized itself with the sport once again, the body is none too willing. The shoulder especially is much too eager to warn the rest of the body of the lack of training. Stiff and inflexible, it sends a not so gentle reminder that practice and a lot of warm up and stretching are much needed, and pain, a lot of pain is expected for sure.
I prepared my stuff. Today is going to be a long day. Queen T made sure I wasn't late so she woke me up around 630 in the morning, calling 6 or 7 times to make sure I made a move to prepare my things. I packed my racket, shoes and a few shirts along with some toiletries. I was as ready as I could be.
I took the taxi going to Powersmash, where we agreed to meet. I was there early, 10 minutes to 8.
Dust and cobwebs have already accumulated on my racket when I opened it. The grip, tattered to pieces from a game a long time ago, was gathering molds.
It has been a year, maybe more, since I last held a racket and smashed a shuttlecock. I tried holding the racket (Of course it's already been dusted and I had already changed the moldy grip.) The racket feels almost foreign to me now. Just almost. Somehow, thankfully, my hands still remember the all too familiar feel of the handshake grip. I swing it in the air, poised to smash. Swish. The familiar sound of the racket slicing through the air fills my ear. Aaahhh. I haven't forgotten.
But after a few more swings comes the reminder of a year of not playing. Although the mind has already made the connections and familiarized itself with the sport once again, the body is none too willing. The shoulder especially is much too eager to warn the rest of the body of the lack of training. Stiff and inflexible, it sends a not so gentle reminder that practice and a lot of warm up and stretching are much needed, and pain, a lot of pain is expected for sure.
I prepared my stuff. Today is going to be a long day. Queen T made sure I wasn't late so she woke me up around 630 in the morning, calling 6 or 7 times to make sure I made a move to prepare my things. I packed my racket, shoes and a few shirts along with some toiletries. I was as ready as I could be.
I took the taxi going to Powersmash, where we agreed to meet. I was there early, 10 minutes to 8.
the voice 4th season
When the show "The Voice" first aired. I immediately took to its format. It was refreshing, different from the rest of the singing competitions. But I didn't like the judges they chose. Well, I like Adam Levine. I didn't know Blake Shelton then but eventually, his funny antics and comments made me like him, too. It was Ceelo that I thought was off as a judge. But that's just me. And while Christina Aguilera can easily out-sing anyone, in the battle of the pop stars, I still prefer Britney over her.
So in the fourth installment of The Voice, Usher and Shakira were very welcome changes to the judge line up. The dynamics, chemistry among the four was way better. It was fun to watch the banter, the exchange of playful jibes.
But I only do enjoy The Voice during the blind auditions. I don't really quite understand why they have to pit their chosen singers against each other. Let's see if this season will be able to capture my attention till the very end of the season...
So in the fourth installment of The Voice, Usher and Shakira were very welcome changes to the judge line up. The dynamics, chemistry among the four was way better. It was fun to watch the banter, the exchange of playful jibes.
But I only do enjoy The Voice during the blind auditions. I don't really quite understand why they have to pit their chosen singers against each other. Let's see if this season will be able to capture my attention till the very end of the season...
Vacation
Summer is already here. I have been too busy with work the past few months and I haven't really taken any long breaks so far. The holy week is the first long break after Christmas and I have taken advantage of it. The pictures above were taken with my samsung galaxy note 2 during the Christmas vacation last year. We went home to Cagayan for Christmas and visited my dad's hometown. It was a respite from all the pollution in Manila. Flowers, trees and fresh air! Ah, the provincial life.
I experience this simple, refreshing just once in a while, only when there are long holidays at work. There used to be so much more of these with the past president but PNoy is intent on implementing his 'tuwid na daan" program and refuses to move around the holidays to create long weekends, which we, the middle working class, can use to go home to our respective provinces.
where have all the fun gone?
I believe I was fun then... I think. I traveled a lot. Danced in the rain. Performed in front of people. Bungee jumped. Cartwheeled in public. Played competitive sports.
Where have all the fun gone?
Work has made me so busy, I barely have time to have fun. Not that work isn't fun. Hmmm, actually, lately, most times, it isn't anymore because of the stress and the pressure. But... wait, what was the point I was making? Oh yes, I am too tired most days that all I wanna do after work is be a couch potato or sleep.
Where have all the fun gone?
I was browsing through some of my posts earlier and I chanced upon this: http://labingpito.blogspot.com/2012/06/to-do-list.html This was my very first post here. It's almost a year after but I still haven't even come close to doing one of the items listed here. I am boring. Ugh.
Where have all the fun gone?
Where have all the fun gone?
Work has made me so busy, I barely have time to have fun. Not that work isn't fun. Hmmm, actually, lately, most times, it isn't anymore because of the stress and the pressure. But... wait, what was the point I was making? Oh yes, I am too tired most days that all I wanna do after work is be a couch potato or sleep.
Where have all the fun gone?
I was browsing through some of my posts earlier and I chanced upon this: http://labingpito.blogspot.com/2012/06/to-do-list.html This was my very first post here. It's almost a year after but I still haven't even come close to doing one of the items listed here. I am boring. Ugh.
Where have all the fun gone?
4pics one word
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There's this addicting popular game right now called 4pics 1word. The app shows 4 pics depicting one word. I thought of using it as a way of introducing this post... =) So, guess which word the 4 pics above represent.
This was the dinner I had with my sister and her husband a few days ago at a popular restaurant chain. We had bread with olive oil and balsalmic vinegar, prosciutto and formaggio, sicilain chicken salad and applewood bacon pizza. Yumyumyum. The warm bread was lovely, the salad, tasty and the pizza, delicious. The prosciutto and salami were a bit too salty for my taste, though. But overall our Italian dinner was awesome!
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