Filipino Pride

  Recently the Gilas Pilipinas ended their Fiba experience with a 1-4 record. I'm very proud of  all of my dad's friends on the team! They finished with a bang, defeating Senegal 81-79. And shocked the world with their return to the tournament, it's been a while.

  On the night of the fourth game, against Puerto Rico, we decided to watch at Dillingers (a restaurant at Greenbelt, here in Manila) with my parent's friends. They picked us up and we drove there in excitement. It was a "Do-or-Die" game for both teams, meaning the winner would go on in the tournament and the loser would lose their chance of getting a spot in the next round. As soon as we parked we heard a loud roar from a nearby restaurant. We walked past the crowd. Every time the Gilas scored they'd jump up and shout in excitement. The same went for almost every restaurant we passed. You could feel it in the air, Philippine Pride.

    It was a super close game. But in the end they lost to Puerto Rico 77-73, another tough one. All of the Gilas games were close. They were an exciting team to watch. They showed the world what the Philippines can do. And I'm one Proud Pinoy. Puso!

The Law Of Attraction

  I believe in the Law Of Attraction. It was first introduced to me by my mom, who at the time was studying Kabbalah. Here's how it works: think of something you want (whether it be physical or mental, anything). Think hard and act as if you already have what you desire. Then you ask "The Creator", whoever you think it is (I don't discriminate), for what you want. After doing so, you wait. I tried this out a couple of days ago.

  There are these little spray painted graffiti "WHY"s all over Makati. And I've been searching everywhere for them ever since I heard of their existence and how difficult it is to find them. I thought, why not use the Law Of Attraction? So I did. "I will find one, I have found one." I thought to myself. Then I asked "The Creator" and waited. While doing so we were in the car on our way to my dad's radio interview on The Joyride (Wave 89.1). We were about to cross the street when my dad said, "Nico look!". Sure enough, on the first line of the crosswalk was a "WHY". I was amazed. It worked! I've used it a couple of times since then. And I've learned one lesson; ask and you shall receive. Don't ask WHY, give it a try.