Post Tiger

Last November, a company invested three million U.S. dollars in Tiger Woods. They asked him to participate in a golf tournament. This stunt multiplied their three million ten times to 31 million. See how bankable Tiger is?

Right after this, Tiger’s life became a mess. He allegedly involved himself in potentially scandalous affairs with four(?) women that soon BECAME scandalous. Two of these alleged affairs looked to have played a role in his, quote now-infamous unquote, recent car crash, and the evidence piled up continually. Later, he posted a statement of apology on his official website:

“I have let my family down and I regret those transgressions with all of my heart. I have not been true to my values and the behavior my family deserves. I am not without faults and I am far short of perfect. I am dealing with my behavior and personal failings behind closed doors with my family. Those feelings should be shared by us alone.”

“Although I am a well-known person and have made my career as a professional athlete, I have been dismayed to realize the full extent of what tabloid scrutiny really means. For the last week, my family and I have been hounded to expose intimate details of our personal lives. The stories in particular that physical violence played any role in the car accident were utterly false and malicious. Elin has always done more to support our family and shown more grace than anyone could possibly expect.”

“But no matter how intense curiosity about public figures can be, there is an important and deep principle at stake which is the right to some simple, human measure of privacy. I realize there are some who don’t share my view on that. But for me, the virtue of privacy is one that must be protected in matters that are intimate and within one’s own family. Personal sins should not require press releases and problems within a family shouldn’t have to mean public confessions.”

“Whatever regrets I have about letting my family down have been shared with and felt by us alone. I have given this a lot of reflection and thought and I believe that there is a point at which I must stick to that principle even though it’s difficult.”

“I will strive to be a better person and the husband and father that my family deserves. For all of those who have supported me over the years, I offer my profound apology.”

Now, after the news of Tiger’s car accident, mistresses, his wife divorcing him and more news sprouting out about his private life like his alleged sex tape, people have become so curious about the latest Tiger Woods news scoop. Imagine what that might be like for the living legend of golf. All his sponsors even scratched him out of their lists. Tough. The more interesting question though is: WHY DID HE DO ALL THAT?

Why Did I?

I had a girlfriend. I broke up. Don’t ask why. She…mourned. I was apathetic. She was immature. Eventually she got another boyfriend. Ask me if he’s dashing. He’s…rich. A year later(2009) he sent me an SMS telling me to lay off and that he and his girlfriend don’t give a damn about me and I should stop bugging her. I pondered. When did i ever bother her? Them? I didn’t recall. So I responded. I said I couldn’t remember when I bothered either of them. His SMS was out of the blue. I added that when he texts me in English, I expected him to have good grammar. He didn’t. I was frustrated. He kept bugging me with lame comebacks. That had ‘mali mali’ grammar. He actually started an argument with me without enough ammunition in his arsenal. At some point I lost my patience and called him an idiot. I called an idiot an idiot. It was mean. He deserved it. He kept pestering me after. I told him to act his age(he’s about 5 years older than I am). He shut up. Finally. I wasn’t pleased with my self. I was annoyed. I wasted my time on him. But Why did I? I’ll find out soon. In my Sociology Class. Social Structures. Interesting.

Hair

For the past few days I’ve had peculiar dreams of being in a parlor getting my head shampooed by someone else, having my back massaged for a few minutes and finally, engaging in a conversation with the stylist while she snipped and snapped at my hair with a pair of professional scissors. So this afternoon I did.

The unruly, layered hair I’ve been growing and just trimming every three months was cut into a short faugh hawk in a matter of minutes. The hair I loved so dearly was cut with callous disregard by the wonderful hair stylist and landed on the floor with as much effect as a rabbit’s footsteps while I silently read Maximum Ride.

At first I didn’t care but when I got home and looked myself in the mirror, I started to miss the hair that went into my ears and made them itch. I was so used to seeing bangs over my forehead that seeing it ‘clean’ made me feel weird. And I know that’s weird.

In the same quick manner as changing hair styles, the 18 years of my life swept by in a jiff. 18 days from now, I will be a year closer to 20, a number I believe is one of the ages one must prepare for most. Ages 18 and 21 I suppose, are merely milestones that will allow you to apply for and GET a driver’s license, get married legally and of course, to be sent to prison, amongst other law related things.

However, a person’s 20th birthday signifies the end of his teens; the supposed end of his childishness and is the beginning of real responsibility. When a person turns 20, it is expected that more is expected of him, since it is his entry to adulthood. It is, supposedly, the start of his stability.

In 18 days I will be exactly one year/step closer to major responsibilities and I will have one year left to prepare for them. I might as well get started.

2010

It’s 2010 friends and not so oddly, 2009 came to an end faster than a speeding Lambo. Usually, bloggers would take the opportunity to reflect on their lives during the past year. But is that at all productive?

An old song says, ‘count your blessings, name them one by one’. Text quotes dictate, ‘forget the past and keep your eyes on the future. What’s done is done.’ Which exactly do we adhere to? Well, since I’ve more to be thankful for than not, let’s begin counting.

I don’t mean counting as in listing all my blessings on this post per se, because that would take forever. What I do mean is taking the time to think back to the beginning of 2009 and remembering the things we can be and should be thankful for.

Five minutes later…

Okay, I guess this is more difficult than it seems. We often tend to live in the moment and looking back can be quite a task. Wouldn’t it be a whole lot easier if we could access the data stored in our brains at will? Sort of like accessing the local disk of your computer.

And yet another five minutes later…

I presume we’ve all remembered one or two things minimum to be thankful for. Let’s not list. Let’s just keep in mind that God’s given us(you, me, him, her, them, etc) much to be thankful for last year and thank Him for it. Then let’s do well this 2010. Godspeed. Cheers!