Dieting??

Never thought I'd talk about how I should eat. Aside from the obvious fact that I should lose weight, it just dawned on me that the reason why my dad died was caused by an eating lifestyle that he has grown accustomed to and pretty much difficult for him to come out of.

So I've decided to write this blog to constantly remind myself that I should start eating right.

A few months back I decided to remove RICE into the dietary vocabulary. Turns out that I did successfully remove rice into my system but equally replaced it with more other food.

If 1+1=2, Then 2-1 should equal to 1 and not 2-1 equals 2 still.

Simple but really difficult to grasp. Think about it.

November 22, 1938 - March 11, 2008

At 6:50PM, Francisco "Toto" Bautista went to prepare the biggest Golf Tournament in Heaven, Jesus Cup.

I'll miss you, dad... Say "HI" to Jesus for me...

1938-2008, His Legacy

November 22, 1938 was the date Marciano Bautista and Amelia Alejo Bautista bore their first of 5 children. Francisco "Paquito" Bautista II was the oldest among 5 other siblings. Tito Junior, Tito Manuel, Tita Menchit, and Tito Butch.

When Tito Butch was little, he could not pronounce kuya Paquito's name, with countless efforts, they resorted to just calling him TOTO; a name that caused a stir in the golfing history.

Francisco "Toto" Bautista was known today as the Tiger Woods of his era. Back in the 50's, 60's, 70's and even the 80's, Toto Bautsta won countless awards and numerous recognitions for his love of the game, GOLF. The rest of the family followed suit and became masters of the game (in their own right, of course) but no one could beet Toto.

Back in the 90's 3 Filipino golfers were the first 3 Filipinos to be certified USGA (United States Golf Association) Golf Trainers. Believe it or not, he was the one who trained the other 2.

Golf was his passion. The Golfer's Rule Book was his bible. Every waking moment would be spent reading magazines, books, watching matches.ALL in the name of Golf.

I'm writing this blog to let you all know that he is dying soon. Unless God performs yet another miracle and gives him his life back.

Almost 6 years ago, he was diagnozed with Multiple Myloma; Cancer of the Bone Marrow. He was sent home from the States to literally die because he was given 3 months to live. That was then. God gave my dad back to us and extended his life for 5-6 more years. With that, we can never be thankful enough that God extended his life to give us the best experience we will never forget.

For the last 3 days, I've seen people walk in and out of the hospital telling us and acknowledging how our dad has touched their lives in one way or another. This remarkable man, with his temper, rudeness, and often weird sense of humor could still touch so many lives the way only Toto Bautista can.

As of this writing, we are just waiting for him to go home to our Lord. The doctors say that he has barely 24 hours to live.

Go home, dad... we'll be fine... Wait for us in heaven... We'll follow soon.

I love you.

What's This??

I decided to let go of my corporate home and start new. Drop all of my friends, keep all those close to me, and make new ones. That was the plan.

I successflly let go of my corporate home and keep my close friends then something happened.

A week after my so called "leave", I met someone. Oddly enoough she was your typical person. Pretty, witty, and normally someone I'd know for a short time since I was leaving and all, but this person caught my attention so much.

I asked one of the trainers to send me her number so that I could get to know her better. She was responsive and accommodating and was generally friendly. Then shestopped.

I figured either she lost her phone at a party (she partys a lot) so I didn't bother texting her again.

Then we had an opportunity to talk (not too deep but enough to pick up a few things).

Then I resigned.

I was planning on moving on but then, she happened. She rarely texts anyway, let it go...

regroup, Eboy... she won't buy in to you. You're... "unique" (an alternative to FAT) hahahaha...

Need to lose weight... Need to go back and get your body back. GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM, GYM... distract, eboy... distract...

Settling down? Nah... but then again...

gardemet.. makes you think a lot. I wrote a song because of her. The last time that happened was with Penny but she's moved on and so have I...

Why did I write a song??? The plot thickens...