the 2nd game was even better than the first.

during the highly-contests 48 minutes, game 2 between the rockets and the mavs playfully teased my fragile emotions. every bad rockets possession seemed to have a firmer choke on my beating heart than the previous one.

but as the time expired, my voice was half hoarse and my neighbors probably think that i'm half crazy. but none of that mattered as my rockets take a two-nothing lead over the mavs.

why mavs lost:
-turnovers
-poor pick-n-roll defense
-letting yao getting good position
-hesitant forth quarter

and the rookie coach avery johnson said after the game, on tracy mcgrady's game winner, and i quote, "In those situations we would like to trap him, but we just forgot to do it."

let's see: 2 time scoring champion, 34/5/6 effort in game 1, 31 points on 8-18 shooting in the game, and YOU FORGOT?

if van gundy would've said something similar, i would cry, and then beat him with a noobstick.

people focus on the battle of the superstars between tracy and dirk, but the games are clearly won because of the match between the two coaches.

and yeah, never call out a player from the opposing team.

33 points, 13/14 for 93% FG%, 7/7 FT%, 8 board, and 2 blocks. it doesn't get any more "in your face erick dampier" than this.

i love this game.

a normal night with my EE313 study group on a powerless night on campus and inside of a cellphone lcd & flashlight lit up room of the ECJ basement made it not so normal after all.

also a song that i haven't heard in ages was softly resonating in the room, along with occassional loud exclamations and laughters here and there.

They made up their minds
And they started packing
They left before the sun came up that day
An exit to eternal summer slacking
But where were they going without ever knowing the way?
They drank up the wine
And they got to talking
They now had more important things to say
And when the car broke down they started walking
Where were they going without ever knowing the way?

Chorus:

Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in gold
And it�s always summer, they�ll never get cold
They�ll never get hungry
They�ll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere
They won�t make it home
But they really don�t care
They wanted the highway
They�re happy there today , today

The children woke up
And they couldn�t find �em
They left before the sun came up that day
They just drove off
And left it all behind �em
But where were they going without ever knowing the way?

Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in gold
And it�s always summer, they�ll never get cold
They�ll never get hungry
They�ll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere
They won�t make it home
But they really don�t care
They wanted the highway
They�re happy there today , today

the high way might not be all that bad, after all.

maybe taking 17 hours of classes with fridays off (which averages about 6-7 hours of actual class hours per day) won't be that good of an idea... since all 17 hours start with the letters "EE"...

and i've always thought that EE would get easiers as my college life progresses! what a pleasant surprise!

-.-"

registration is the last thing on my mind ATM. sigh

at least there's always apartment life to look forward to

A man was walking along a California beach and stumbled across an old lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it and out popped a genie.

The genie said,
'OK. You released me from the lamp, blah, blah, blah. This is the fourth time this month and I'm getting a little sick of these wishes, so you can forget about three. You only get one wish.'

The man sat and thought about it for a while and said,
'I've always wanted to go to Hawaii but I'm scared to fly and I get very seasick. Could you build me a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over there to visit?'

The genie laughed and said, 'That's impossible. Think of the logistics of that! How would the supports ever reach the bottom of the Pacific? Think of how much concrete... how much steel! No, think of another wish.'

The man said OK and tried to think of a really good wish. Finally, he said,
'I've been married and divorced four times. My wives always said that I don't care and that I'm insensitive. So, I wish that I could understand women... know how they feel inside and what they're thinking when they give me the silent treatment... know why they're crying, know what they really want when they say "nothing"... know how to make them truly happy. .'

The genie said,
'You want that bridge two lanes or four?'