tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127484482012-02-17T05:12:15.018+08:00paraskevidekatriaphobia: fear of friday the 13th... i don't have that fear... i was born on a 13 so my birthday sometimes falls on friday the 13th... it has absolutely no connection with my blog... this blog is about me, what else could it be?NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.comBlogger851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-32278446994362803272007-12-03T21:22:00.000+08:002007-12-03T21:24:08.537+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong>my new blog is <span style="color:#ff0000;">brokenhelix.multiply.com</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong>la lang... para maiba naman... ^^,</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-3227844699436280327?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-42621525065462485962007-10-12T20:13:00.000+08:002007-10-12T20:48:44.506+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">nakaka-aliw ang buhay ngayong term...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nagsisimula pa lang pero andami nang developments..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">mafi-feel mo talaga ang tension kapag nasa classroom ka!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">cyempre andyan rin ung endless comments at parinigan...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha, nakaka-aliw talaga!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">away kung away!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">(warfreak kasi ako kaya na-aaliw ako sa mga pangyayari)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i have to side with mon, though...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">cguro tama lng ung ginawa nya...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">it was really stupid of the other person to post such things...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">either she though that monica wouldn't know, or she deliberately posted it for her to find out...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i would guess the latter... i mean, we, her classmates now of her blog, including kim who is one of monica's best friends...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">it was a really stupid thing to do...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">personally, i think she's too immature...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i remember when we had a fight a couple of years back...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i just said something to her, me being my usual a-hole self and a bit stressed, and she became all moody...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">the next day i acted as my normal cheerful self and she wouldn't even say a word to me...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">then she posted somethings about me... i didn't care cause i've endured much more worse taunts when i was in grade school and high school...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">you can never really know a person completely until something like this happens...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i don't even see why she thinks that way about him...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">an old grudge perhaps? but i don't really think so...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sure he can be a bit annoying sometimes but you'll eventually get used to it...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">all i can say is, WRONG MOVE!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">posting something like that the night before and acting chummy-chummy the next day...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">probably the densest and strongest polymer cross-linking i ever saw in a person, including myself...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">anyway... life goes on for us... its not like we'll die if we never talked to them... we as in the four of us and them, i don't know how many they are... i think its safe to assume that there are also four of them... hmmmm.. 4 vs 4... APAT DAPAT!! i don't really know where the other two stands... (there are only 10 of us)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Thank You</span></strong></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I thought that I could always count on you,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I thought that nothing could become between us two.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">We said as long as we would stick together,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">We’d be alright,We’d be ok.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">But I was stupid And you broke me down</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I’ll never be the same again.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you for showing me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">That best friends can not be trusted,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">And thank you for lying to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Yeah!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I wonder why it always has to hurt,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">For every lesson that you have to learn.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I won’t forget what you did to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">How you showed me things, </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I wish I’d never seen.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">But I was stupid, </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">And you broke me down,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I’ll never be the same again.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you for showing me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">That best friends can not be trusted,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">And thank you for lying to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Your friendship the good times we had you can have them back</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">When the tables turn again,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">You’ll remember me my friend,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">You’ll be wishing I was there for you.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">I’ll be the one you’ll miss the most,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">But you’ll only find my ghost.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">As time goes by,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">You’ll wonder why,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">You’re all alone.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you for showing me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">That best friends can not be trusted,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">And thank you for lying to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Your friendship and good times we had you can have them back.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you, for lying to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you, for all the times you let me downS</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">o thank you, for lying to me,</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">So thank you, your friendship you can have it back<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-4262152506546248596?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-10725800774202320562007-09-02T15:36:00.000+08:002007-09-02T15:47:03.952+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">hahaha!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">nakuha ko na yearbook ko kahapon!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakakamiss mga tao nung high school!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sayang di pumunta ung mga gusto kong makita!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pero ok lng, andun nman si jang eh, kaya masaya na rin...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">si dave nga lang kausap ko the whole night...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hindi naman lahat, pero majority..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakakakaaliw, marami rami rin mga nagpasign sa akin sa yearbook nila!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">mostly ung mga topaz girls, jasmin and potassium people, at cyempre ung mga classmate ko sa best elective in pisay, tenenen!! <strong>ENG. JOURN.</strong>!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pero ako hindi na ko nagpasign sa kanila.. ok na sa akin ang memories..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hindi ako nakilala ng mga tao don...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">andaming mga double takes before ako makilala ng mga tao...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">akala nga raw ni marge boyfriend ako ng isang babae sa 04 na inaantay kong matapos makipag-socialize.. hahaha!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sbi raw kasi iba na raw itsura ko... tumaba raw ako at iba na bagsak ng buhok ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">malamang kasi nung high school hindi bumabagsak buhok ko, laging nakatayo!! hehehe</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang saya makita ng mga high school friends, sana high school ulit ako!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakakainis nga lang at inuwi sa bicol ung digicam kaya wala akong pictures...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">mangnanakaw na lang ako sa friendster ng mga tao!! hahahaha!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">ENG JOURN 4EVER!!!</span> </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><strong>WOOOOHOOOO!!!</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-1072580077420232056?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-11079460580929373422007-08-27T16:35:00.000+08:002007-08-27T16:53:59.051+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">wahahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">todo-todo ang pagkakalat ko ngayong term!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kamusta naman ang midterm ko sa kinetics last saturday? multiple choice nga pero wala pa rin ako ma-solve!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">magkaka-singko na naman ako!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ung stage ko naman, as usual wala ako maintindihan...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">siguro makakatulong kung pumasok naman ako paminsan-minsan... hahaha!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">7th week na ata at wala pa rin kasiguraduhan ang aking buhay...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">mateterminate na ata ang aking scholarship.. waaah!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hindi pa rin ayos ung lab visit namin sa pnri!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">mapapatay ako ni sir john!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ampness!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">di ko pa rin tapos ung rrl ng methods ko!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakakainis, late na nman ako sa general assembly ng chemsoc dahil sa exm sa kinetics...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">officer pa naman din ako...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">late na nga ako last yeara, late na nman ako this year... pagdating ko tapos na, di man lng ako nkapasok, hanggang sa may pinto lang ako!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nag-flatrate kami kagabi kina ate!! dota magdamag!! ang saya-saya!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">at dahil don, di ako nakapunta sa red cross training sa owwa!! 9 na kasi kami natapos ng umaga eh 8 ang simula non!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kamusta naman kung pumunta ko don diba? di pa ko natutulog at naliligo!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kelan kya maaayos ang buhay ko?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-1107946058092937342?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-63219624446777370722007-08-22T10:11:00.000+08:002007-09-02T15:31:42.471+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">yearbook launch na sa sept. 1!! nakaka-excite!! hahaha!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">wala lang..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">la ako magawa eh..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 412px" height="443" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y215/NaTe2oo4/Launch1.jpg" width="384" border="0" /></a></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">YEARBOOK LAUNCH<br />September 1, 2007. Saturday.<br />5:00 pm, PSHS ASTB Hall.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-6321962444677737072?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com265tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-52224272977005792062007-06-21T18:50:00.000+08:002007-06-21T19:22:46.500+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i hate friendster!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i hate blogs!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i hate pictures!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">nakakainis talaga ang buhay!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i hate these things, pero meron rin ako ng mga to...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">why do i even bother?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nagtataka siguro kayo kung tungkol saan... (kung sino man ang mga nagbabasa nito - who, surprisingly, are only a very few people) ampness...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">as usual, wala ako magawa... </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">actually, marami dapat gawin, pero ayaw ko pa gawin.. hahaha</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">so andito na naman ako kina ate (that's 500K internet shop, sa lawrence arcade, sa likod ng sm manila, dito ako lagi tumatambay eh.. tawag namin sa nagbabantay ay ate since, well, babae cya at mas matanda cya)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">so nagbrowse ako ng friendster, nag-blog hopping, etc..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">then suddenly, na-realize ko na napaka-loser ko!!! well actually, alam ko na loser ako pero di ganon ka intense from before... kumbaga dati loser ako, ngayon <span style="font-size:180%;">LOSER</span> na ako... ganon... gets? anyway...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">napaka-isolated ko pala sa mga high school friends ko (friends? aquaintances? does it matter!?!)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">basta un... nagkamali cguro ako sa pagdecide na huwag na mag-shift ng school.. ampness to the infinite level!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">from their friendster accounts, blogs, and others, nakikita ko na parang napakaclose pa rin nila..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">laging may gimik, outings, reunions, etc... pero cguro dahil close lang tlaga ung section nila ng high school.. cguro dahil marami rin clang magkakakilala sa school nila...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pero pwedeng hindi rin...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">waaaah!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang connection ko lang dito sa mapua ay sina march at jacob... at hindi pa kami ganon ka close.. mga hanggang hi at hello lang, ngiti dito, ngiti dyan.. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">cguro naiingit lang ako kasi parang enjoy na enjoy ang buhay nila habang ako forever may pasok, di pa gumigimik masyado kasi, sorry guys, you have to admit it is a bit true, corny ng mga tao sa class ko.. konti pa kami... kaya nga ako lagi ko kasama mga higher batches kasi mga batchmates ko puro aral lang inaatupag...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">dati hindi ko naman iniisip mga ganitong bagay...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">cguro kasi dati classmate ko si roman.. sure, di kami close noong high school, medyo na irita nga ako ng nalaman ko na magka-course kami... pero nang tumagal okay naman cya kasama.. eh bigla naman pumunta ng states kaya yun... mag-isa na ako...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">siguro namimiss ko lang mga kaibigan ko noong high school, kung meron man ako,, =(</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakakainis... bakit ba kasi quarter system ang mapua?!?! lagi tuloy ako di makasama kpag nagyayaya mga tao, which is very rare, by the way...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ampness to the nth power!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">guys, paramdam naman kayo.. =(</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">should i even bother going to the homecoming?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">********</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kelan kaya ako magiging winner?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">********</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">happy birthday nga pala kay monica co at andrei adducul!! wala lang... di nyo naman ata to mababasa kasi di nyo alam tong page na to pero greet ko pa rin kayo..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">********</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-5222427297700579206?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-18284382505743816902007-05-15T15:50:00.000+08:002007-05-15T16:37:28.352+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">wala ako magawa...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">wala naman ako pasok pero nasa school ako...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">may meeting kasi kami sa chemsoc..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">supposedly 430 pero namove ng 6..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">kanina pa ako dito ng 130..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">amp...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">bakit kamo ako may meeting?</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">dahil..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">surprise!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">executive board na ako!!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">in your face jobert!!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">haha!! bitter!!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">di ko lang alam kung vice president for what, pero un ung point ng meeting.. </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">mag-aasign ata si sir john..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">di kasi ako pwede mag-president kasi biotech ako at hindi double or triple degree..</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">since chemsoc un, dapat may chem somewhere...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">dapat talaga nag-shift ako..<br />anyway..<br />currently ako'y nagbla-bloghopping..<br />wala kasi magawa..<br />oh wait..<br />may report pala ako kay sir herbert sa saturday..<br />oh well, mamaya na yon.. hahaha!<br />nakalimutan ko pala i-greet ng happy bday ang isa kong kaibigan, so...<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">BELATED HAPPY BDAY JANG!!</span></span></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">tapos na ang election..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">eh ano naman diba?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sino kaya nanalo?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">di kasi ako registered so di nila nakuha ang aking isang boto..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">pity, pity...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">nabinyagan n apala si ate sheila noong saturday...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">seventh day adventist kasi sya so nun lang sya bininyagan...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ano ba dapat sabihin ko?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">happy christening?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">tama ba yun?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">basta it's the tought that counts so...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">HAPPY CHRISTENING!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">waaaaaaa!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ang bagal ng oras!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ah! naalala ko!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">may homecoming na naman ang pisay sa september 1!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">hhmmm...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">pupunta kaya ako?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">cguro depende kung sino mga pupunta..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">at kelan kaya marerelease ang yearbook namin?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">naeexcite na ko...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">alam ko makapal mukha ko...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">inaanticipate ko, eh wala naman ako tinulong don..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">basta, exciting pa rin...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">atsaka may conference na naman ang owwa!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">waaa! national na to ngayon!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">isa pang nakakaexcite!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">subic international hotel pa!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sosyal!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">hindi na ata magiging grounded ang electrons ko sa sobrang excitement!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">waaah!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">at ang dapat inaatupag ko ngayon..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ano kaya maganda topic sa thesis?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">gusto ko something about marine biotech, tipong conus toxins pero parang imposible yun...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ayaw ko naman ng fermentation at computational...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">what a dilemma, at magme-methods na ko next term!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">waaahh!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">pwede ba dota na lang habang buhay?</span></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-1828438250574381690?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-58474465197544303742007-03-23T18:25:00.000+08:002007-03-23T18:28:54.717+08:00hahaha, nasa maynila pa rin ako...<br />and surprise, surprise!<br />scholar pa rin ako!<br />actually un ung reason kung bakit hindi pa ko umuuwi ng bicol..<br />may meeting pa raw kami sa monday..<br />kamusta naman, pumunta ako ng owwa dala ko na ung gamit ko..<br />kaya un, pinauwi ko na lang sa kuya ko..<br />haha, mga gamit ko nasa bicol na, ako andito pa rin...<br />nasa lawrence arcade na naman ako..<br />DotA as usual..<br />hahaha<br />adik<br /><br />oy kim!<br />cute kaya ung sexy name ko!<br />hahaha!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-5847446519754430374?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-79647712549951155572007-03-21T20:36:00.000+08:002007-03-21T20:46:51.750+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">andito na naman ako sa lawrence arcade...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nakaenrol na ko!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">at uuwi na ko ng bicol bukas!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hindi pa rin ako nakakapunta ng owwa...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ano na kaya mangyayari sa akin?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">dota na naman ako kanina...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">nilulubos ko lang ang aking last day sa manila...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kasama ko si guccie at si jerome...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">natalo kami sa dota kanina!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">waaah!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">si jerome ay kasalukuyang nagba-blog-hopping at si guccie ay naglalaro ng O2 Jam...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha, level 2 lang ako don!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang saya ng outing ng chemsoc noong friday to saturday!! (that's march 16-17)..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wahahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang saya ng mga tao!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kaso nga lang di masyado marami ung mga pumunta dahil sa conflicting schedules</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">bwiset!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wala ako maisip na coherent na ideas...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">lahat lang random thoughts..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahahaha!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sa sampaloc na uli kami titira!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha, di ko na kailnagan magising ng alas singko y medya para pumasok ng 7:30!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wahoooo!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">masaya ako kasi may isang taong bumagsak sa isang subject!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">waahh!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang sama ko!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sabi kasi ni pe isulat ko yon!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wahahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kamusta naman ang favorite prof mo?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ung sa akin ung isa umalis na, sana wag na sya bumalik!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ung isa naman sana umalis na din. pero mukhang magtatagal pa sya sa mapua...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">waaahhh!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pasado pala ako sa aking mga subjects ngayon!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kaso nga lang lahat mabababa!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kawawa!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sana grumaduate na ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">52 units to go!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">isang taon na lang!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sana naman wag ako magtagal sa thesis!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ayaw ko na...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">maglalaro na rin ako ng O2 Jam...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">inggit ako kay guccie eh...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">paalam!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">waahahahaha!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-7964771254995115557?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-8356728931559777682007-03-12T22:20:00.000+08:002007-03-12T22:25:02.485+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">hahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">kasalukuyan akong nasa likod ng sm manila, sa lawrence arcade, sa dulong computer shop na katabi ng hagdan papunta sa cr...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">according sa clock ng computer ay 10:28 pm na after ng sentence na ito..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wala lang..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">may dalawa akong humanities subject na finals bukas ng umaga at ako ay naglalaro ng dota kasama ng mga batchmate nina guccie at pe (so batch 2003)..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sana pumasa ako sa mga subjects ko, lalo na sa thermo kasi take 2 na ko don..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam ang status ng aking scholarship sa owwa kasi di pa ako napapadpad doon..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">actually pumunta ako don pero wala si mam dina..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sabi ko babalik ako next day kaso may report pala ako sa bioentre so un...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">anyway, malapit na bakasyon at may outing kami sa friday at wala pa ko pera!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahahaha!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">tapos na sila maglaro!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">alis na rin ako!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-835672893155977768?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-32584031071055819012007-03-07T17:41:00.000+08:002007-03-07T18:00:48.454+08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">haha, di ako pumasok kanina...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">may sore eyes kasi ako..<br />kamusta naman kasi ang DotA ng 5 hours, at nakacontacts pa ako noon..<br />kaya un..<br />tuyong tuyo ung mata ko..<br />kawawa..<br />pero eto na naman ako sa harap ng computer..<br />ang mahal pala ng rates ng netopia...<br />kamusta nman ang 44 pesos per hour..<br />wala naman akong gagawing importante..<br />haha..<br />ADIK!!<br /><br />nakikinig/nanonood ako ngayon sa ng Stolen ng Dashboard sa youtube..<br />shet, galing talaga nila!!<br />may video na pala, ngayon ko lang nalaman..<br /><br />wala lang..<br />oi, ate leah nakalink ka na!!<br /><br />haha... ayaw ko na.. wala naman akong patutunguhan dito..<br /><br />adios<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-3258403107105581901?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1166613148264593552006-12-20T18:52:00.000+08:002006-12-20T19:12:28.323+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">sa wakas, pagkatapos ng napakahabang panahon sa kolehiyo, ako ay nakaranas na ng bagsak na grade...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">yes, you've read it right...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">si james binalla ay meron ng isang malutong na <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>5.00</strong></span>, as in <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>SINGKO</strong></span>!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">wahahahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sure, alam ko iniisip nyo...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><em>"about time"</em>, or <em>"buti nga"</em> oh kaya naman, <em>"he deserves it"</em>...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ahahahaha!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang masasabi ko lang...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">i agree!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ahahaha!! adik!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">basta, ako no regrets...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kasalanan ko naman un eh...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">masyado ako tamad, at ma-pride (sikreto kung bakit.. hehehe)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">di ba naman pasukan ung thermo, puro DotA lang...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kung pumasok man ako di naman ako nakikinig...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">oh well, life goes on...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">as if naman ikamamatay ko ung singkong yan...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">anyway, at least un lang...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">expected ko kasi tatlo bagsak ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">hahaha!! adik talaga!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"><strong>ADIK!!!</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ung stat kasi inaassume ko na babagsak ako kasi wala ako pinasa na exam..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pero pumasa naman, 2.75...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang aking ikinagulat ay ang pagkapasa ko sa humanities 2 ko!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">akalain nyo, lampas 10 absences ko, 2 lang kinuha kong exam, pareho pa bagsak..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">di ako nagpasa ng assignments and projects...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">di ako nag-take ng finals...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">konti lang recitation ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">pero 3.00 pa rin ako!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ASTIG!!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">siguro kasi pasko!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">salamat maam hamilton!! </span><span style="font-family:Arial;">merry xmas sa yo!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">scholar pa kaya ako ng OWWA next term?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">unang bagsak ko pa naman lang eh...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">sabi sa kin ng isang kaibigan ay ok pa raw un...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">may isa pa akong kailangan ibagsak para materminate...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kaso nga lang iniisip ko ang dapat i-maintain na grade ay 2.50... ang average ko ngayon ay 2.75...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">come to think of it, mataas pa yun considering na may 5.00 ako...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">kung scholar pa ako, di pa ako pwede mag-shift ng double degree... oh well.. take ko na lang ulit un pagkagraduate ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">magigisa ako ni maam dina pagpumunta ako ng OWWA at nakita nya grade ko...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">takot ako...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">basta<span style="font-size:180%;"><strong> <span style="color:#ff6666;">happy holidays</span></strong></span> na lang sa inyong lahat!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-116661314826459355?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1166195462280088162006-12-15T23:07:00.000+08:002006-12-15T23:11:02.296+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>We Don't Care Anymore<br />by Story Of The Year</strong></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><div align="justify"><br />album: Wake of Determination</div><div align="justify"><br />Underneath the gun in front of waiting eyes<br />Our time has just begun no second chance tonight<br />So we walk the longest days to live inside the shortest nights</div><div align="justify"><br />We compromise our hearts to keep them satisfied<br />The shadows of our past, hard to ignore but judgment means nothing that's not what we're fighting for</div><div align="justify"><br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore</div><div align="justify"><br />Underneath the gun in front of doubting eyes<br />We walk this path as one take on the world tonight<br />And we'll carve our names into their bones<br />We'll never sell ourselves that's not what we're fighting for</div><div align="justify"><br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore</div><div align="justify"><br />I won't let this love, I won't let this love die, I won't let it die<br />There is only one thing that matters this time<br />At the hands of judgment I won't let it die, no sacrifice, regrets left behind, I won't let it die<br />This time, yeah, this time I won't let it die, that's not what we're fighting for</div><div align="justify"><br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore</div><div align="justify">No we don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore<br />We don't care anymore</div><div align="justify"><br />I won't let this love, I won't let this love die</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-116619546228008816?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1155134311514208802006-08-09T22:27:00.000+08:002006-08-09T22:38:31.596+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">ayaw ko na...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">feel ko di ko na to kakayanin...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nakakapagod na...<br />lagi na lang ako ang naghahabol...<br />ganoon ba talaga kung mahal mo ang isang tao?<br />ang pangit kasi doon, hindi naman dapat ako magselos...<br />pero parang mas importante talaga ung isa kesa sa akin...<br />at bakit kailangan pa nyang magsinungaling sa akin?<br />pwede naman cyang makipagkita sa kanya, ok lang sa akin kung nagpaalam...<br />pero hindi eh...<br />nalaman ko lang pagkatapos na...<br />kailangan ko ba talagang makipagkompitensya sa atensyon mo, eh tayo naman?<br />siguro mas maganda kung tapusin ko na...<br />pero alam kong hindi ko kaya...<br />sana hindi ako kasama sa <span style="font-style: italic;">"break-up season"</span> ni <a href="http://juicypapaya.blogspot.com/2006/08/where-have-i-been.html">danlen </a>...<br />ewan ko...<br />di ko na alam ang gagawin ko...<br />sana lumipas na ang problema kong to...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-115513431151420880?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1154188269967198192006-07-29T23:25:00.000+08:002006-07-29T23:51:10.056+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">after a million years, i'm back...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">so many things have happened to me...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">just like the proverbial wheel, i've been at the top and now i think it's time for me to go down and hit rockbottom...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">my top spot in the dean's list has been reduced to third place, not that i was really grade conscious to start with... the pisay syndrome seems to be creeping up on me... oh well...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">oh yeah, yesterday i was informed that i won the election as a cabinet member of the ChE-Chm student council... not that it's something to brag about given that we were the only party running for the student council... hahahaha!!</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">my life seems to be getting more and more complicated...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">my love life is like an emotional roller coaster of some sort... so many highs and lows, twists and loops and other really confusing things... i can't explain it... sometimes i'm really in a daze from the ride that i forget why i rode it in the first place... i've been really paranoid lately and hoping that there are no more twists and turns in this ride... of course, if it's smooth sailing, you couldn't possibly call it a roller coaster, it's just a carousel, just a monotonous ride that goes round and round and round until you get really dizzy... </span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">either way, ride either of them too much and your bound to puke...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-115418826996719819?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1151937052076850582006-07-03T22:29:00.000+08:002006-07-03T22:30:52.113+08:00<table align="center" cellpadding="20"> <tbody><tr> <td align="center"> <span style="font-size:180%;"><b>Sociopath</b></span><br />You are 71% Rational, 28% Extroverted, 85% Brutal, and 100% Arrogant. </td> </tr> <tr> <td> You are the Sociopath! As a result of your cold, calculating rationality, your introversion (and ability to keep quiet), your brutality, and your arrogance, you would make a very cunning serial killer. You are confident and capable of social interaction, but you prefer the silence of dead bodies to the loud, twittering nitwits you normally encounter in your daily life. You care very little for the feelings of others, possibly because you are not a very emotional person. You are also very calculating and intelligent, making you a perfect criminal mastermind. Also, you are a very arrogant person, tending to see yourself as better than others, providing you with a strong ability to perceive others as weak little animals, so tiny and small. You take great pleasure in the misery of others, and there is nothing sweeter to you than the sweet glory of using someone else's shattered failure to project yourself to success. Except sugar. That just may be sweeter. In short, your personality defect is the fact that you could easily be a sociopath, because you are calculating, unemotional, brutal, and arrogant. Please don't kill me for writing mean things about you! I have a 101 mile-long knife! Don't make me use it!<br /><p><br /></p><p><br /><b>To put it less negatively:</b><br /></p><p><i>1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive.<br /></i></p><p><i>2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.<br /></i></p><p><i>3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle.<br /></i></p><p><i>4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.</i><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><b>Compatibility:</b></p><p><br />Your exact opposite is the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0">Hippie</a>.</p><p><br />Other personalities you would probably get along with are the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=0">Spiteful Loner</a>, the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=100">Smartass</a>, and the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=0">Capitalist Pig</a>.<br /></p><p><br />*<br /></p><p><br />*<br /></p><p><br /><i>If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.</i><br /></p><p><br /><b>The other personality types:</b><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=0">The Emo Kid</a>: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=100">The Starving Artist</a>: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=0">The Bitch-Slap</a>: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=100">The Brute</a>: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0">The Hippie</a>: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=100">The Televangelist</a>: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=0">The Schoolyard Bully</a>: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=100">The Class Clown</a>: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=0">The Robot</a>: <i>Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=100">The Haughty Intellectual</a>: <i>Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=0">The Spiteful Loner</a>: <i>Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=100">The Sociopath</a>: <i>Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0">The Hand-Raiser</a>: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=100">The Braggart</a>: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=0">The Capitalist Pig</a>: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></p><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=100">The Smartass</a>: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></p><p><br />Be sure to take my <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=13372526327873131397">Sublime Philosophical Crap Test</a> if you are interested in taking a slightly more <i>intellectual</i> test that has just as many insane ramblings as this one does! </p></td> </tr> <tr> <td align="center"> <img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812227.jpg" /> </td> </tr> </tbody></table><br /><br /><br /><table cellpadding="20"> <tbody><tr> <td> <span id="comparisonarea">My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people <i>your age and gender</i>:<blockquote><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"><tbody><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tbody><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="93"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="57"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>62%</b> on <b>Rationality</b></td></tr><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tbody><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="41"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="109"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>27%</b> on <b>Extroversion</b></td></tr><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tbody><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="134"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="16"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>89%</b> on <b>Brutality</b></td></tr><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tbody><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="146"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="4"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0" /></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>97%</b> on <b>Arrogance</b></td></tr></tbody></table></blockquote></span> </td> </tr> </tbody></table> <table cellpadding="20"><tbody><tr><td>Link: <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506">The Personality Defect Test</a> written by <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=saint_gasoline">saint_gasoline</a> on <a href="http://www.okcupid.com">OkCupid Free Online Dating</a>, home of the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3">32-Type Dating Test</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-115193705207685058?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1151421158628034832006-06-27T23:02:00.000+08:002006-06-27T23:12:38.650+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">tinatamad na ko sa lahat ng aking ginagawa... pati ito, di ko na ina-update... sa sobrang tamad ko ayaw ko na mag-english... parang ilang buwan na 'tong di nagagalaw, di na sya inaagnas, compost na sya... andami na nangyari sa kin pero tinatamad ako magkwento, pagnagkita na lang tayo ng personal, pakwento ka.. hehehe... pati pag-aaral tinatamad ako, pero in the first place, kelan ba ko ginanahan? so wala rin, back to zero... aaarrrgghh!!! dalawang exam na lang tapos na ang term na ito, then after one week, (drumroll) PASUKAN NA ULIT!! oh my gulay, can you feel my enthusiasm? i'm awake, alive, alert, enthusiastic!! WTF?!? basta, saka na lang...<br />tamad<br />tamaD<br />tamAD<br />taMAD<br />tAMAD<br />TAMAD<br />tamad = james<br />hay, buhay nga naman...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-115142115862803483?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1146757951507996122006-05-04T23:49:00.000+08:002006-05-04T23:52:31.520+08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">i want to post a worthwhile entry but i feel really, really lazy..</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">harharhar!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;" class="std_font"><b>"I'm A Fake"<br />The USed<br /></b><br /><i>[Spoken:]</i><br />Small, simple, safe price<br />Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets<br />This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals<br />And I am not afraid to die<br />I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.<br />I want the pain of payment<br />What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts<br />Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks<br />Would you be my little cut?<br />Would you be my thousand fucks?<br />And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid<br />To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts<br />My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter<br />I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart<br />Love is not like anything<br />Especially a fucking knife<br /><br />Look at me, you can tell<br />By the way I move and do my hair<br />Do you think that it's me or it's not me?<br />I don't even care<br />I'm alive<br />I don't smell<br />I'm the cleanest I have ever been.<br />I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry (dry)<br /><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br /><br />Do I drink? Do I date?<br />I've got perfect placement all my ink<br />Satisfied, in your eyes<br />I'm the biggest fan I've got right now<br />I made sure, that I look how I wanted to look<br />The people around me, the people surround me<br />I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry (dry)<br /><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />Just look at me now.<br />I'm a fake <i>[x2]</i><br />Just look at me now.<br />I'm a fake <i>[x2]</i><br /><br />My stomach hurts now, and all tied off in lace<br />I pray, I beg for anything, to hit me in the face<br />and this sickness isn't me, I pray to fall from grace<br />The last thing I see is feeling<br />And I'm telling you I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />And I'm telling you I'm...<br /><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />Just look at me, look at me now<br />I'm a fake <i>[x4]</i><br />Just look at me now.<br />I'm a fake <i>[x2]</i><br />Just look at me now.<br />I'm a fake <i>[x2]</i><br />Fake!<br />Fake!<br />Fake!<br />Genuine fake!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114675795150799612?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1143112857036704672006-03-23T19:06:00.000+08:002006-03-23T19:20:57.063+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">for the second time this week, i fell asleep on the couch... but i'm not complaining... maybe it's because i'm just tired, or maybe because it just feels so comfortable lying there... then again it could be the soothing voice coming from the phone that makes me so relaxed and just blows away all my problems, of course it might be because we always finish talking past midnight... hehehe :p<br />anyway, whatever the reason, i'm happy...<br />hope that person is too...<br /></span></div> <span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114311285703670467?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1142811800122641372006-03-20T07:40:00.000+08:002006-03-20T07:43:20.136+08:00<a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50669/tests/highschool/index.jsp?testname=highschoologt&resultid=B" target="_blank"><img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50669/http://i.emode.com/tests/highschool/images/rebel_s.gif" alt="Take this test at Tickle" border="0" height="115" width="120" /></a><br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> You were a Rebel</span><br /><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> Whatever. From what we can tell, it's no surprise you were such a rebel in high school. Let's see, rules were meant to be broken and authority was supposed to be ignored, right? Spend a lot of time in detention? If not, it probably just meant you were wily enough to get away with it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Sure, these days, the old piercings may have filled in and the tattoos might be faded, but you've still got a bit of the bad apple in you. With a healthy disdain for regulations, rebels are often happiest working as their own boss. Be it president of your own company, drummer in a band, or just suburban super dad/soccer mom, you still play by your own rules and you've got the speeding tickets to prove it.</span><p style="font-family: arial;"><a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50670/tests/highschool/index.jsp?testname=highschoologt&amp;resultid=B" target="_blank">Who Were You in High School?</a><br /><br /> Brought to you by <a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50671/" target="_blank">Tickle</a><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114281180012264137?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1142028451599971672006-03-11T06:05:00.000+08:002006-03-11T06:07:31.603+08:00<h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Martin Sheen or JFK</span></h1> <h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">by Yellowcard</span></h1> <h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></h1> <pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here it is<br />one more glass for these broken hands<br />goes down for you<br /><br />i've fallen in<br />i sink then swallow<br />i never meant<br />to see this through<br /><br />i'm taking 'em all<br />i'm taking 'em all back for good<br />to a place where i know that i'm safe<br />there i can fall<br />there i can fall where i should<br />in this bottle with all my mistakes<br /><br />all the days since i've landed<br />i lost the way to find my truth<br />to float away and leave me stranded<br />what's left to say?<br />i'll look for you<br /><br />i'm taking 'em all<br />i'm taking 'em all back for good<br />to a place where i know that i'm safe<br />there i can fall<br />there i can fall where i should<br />in this bottle with all my mistakes<br /><br />i could sleep<br />but when i wake you'd still be gone<br />and you're my air<br />i could breathe<br />if you would stay here another song<br />so i could stay<br /><br />i could sleep<br />but when i wake you'd still be gone<br />and you're my air<br />i could breathe<br />if you would stay here another song<br />and i could stay<br /><br />i'm taking 'em all<br />i'm taking 'em all back for good<br />to a place where i know that i'm safe<br />there i can fall<br />there i can fall where i should<br />in this bottle with all my mistakes </span></pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114202845159997167?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1142028299680109812006-03-11T06:02:00.000+08:002006-03-11T06:04:59.690+08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">the computer was down again for the past weeks so i couln't update this thing..<br />and guess what?<br />i was held up again last week!!<br />isn't life great?</span><br /> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">life's a bitch, might as well fuck it!!</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114202829968010981?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1140644711309806202006-02-23T05:44:00.000+08:002006-02-23T05:45:11.320+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=NaTe2oo4">http://kevan.org/nohari?name=NaTe2oo4</a><br /> <a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=NaTe2oo4">http://kevan.org/johari?name=NaTe2oo4</a><br /> <span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;">wala lang...</span><br /> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114064471130980620?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1140388515526332462006-02-20T06:33:00.000+08:002006-02-20T06:35:15.543+08:00<h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: arial;">Words, Hands, Hearts</h1> <h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;">by Yellowcard</h1> <pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;">The whole world was sleeping and I was there<br />You could just sense this feeling in the air<br />Like no one's words were good enough<br />To define what we fear<br />And no one's words were strong enough<br />To fix what happened here<br /><br />Lead on to save me lead us all there<br />Find me some answers one nation beware<br />Can't tell the difference between myth and man<br />Or what's necessary or where I should stand<br /><br />The whole world is different now men have died<br />You can just sense this feeling in our eyes<br />Like no one's hands are big enough<br />To hold on to this fear<br />And no one's words are strong enough<br />To fix what happened here<br /><br />Lead on to save me lead us all there<br />Find me some answers one nation beware<br />Can't tell the difference between myth and man<br />Or what's necessary or where I should stand<br /><br />So do we dare now<br />Raise our voices loud<br />We're searching for something that cannot be found<br />I hear open mouths<br />And I see open hands<br />But the blinded and silent I can't understand<br /><br />The whole world is watching with one blank stare<br />I can just sense this feeling of ill repair<br />Like no one's heart is full enough<br />To keep away this fear<br />And no one's heart is strong enough<br />To fix what happened here<br /><br />Lead on to save me lead us all there<br />Find me some answers it's time that you shared<br />Can't tell the difference between myth and man<br />Or what's necessary or where I should stand<br /><br />So do we dare now<br />Raise our voices loud<br />We're searching for something that cannot be found<br />I hear open mouths<br />And I see open hands<br />But the blinded and silent I can't understand </pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-114038851552633246?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1139307864497830432006-02-07T18:04:00.000+08:002006-02-07T18:24:24.510+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">okay, i just realized that i didn;t want to surf the 'net, maybe i'll do that later... i also realized that i took those jobs since i didn't have anything to do with my life... my life is just so totally boring this term that i wanted to do someting to make it more worthwhile...<br />last friday, we went to the beer garden in intramuros because it was kuya raymond's birthday... we weren't supposed to go but we were afraid that we would offend him since we already said yes earlier in the morning and the day before... since i didn't have classes the next day, i decided to get wasted and just enjoy the night... it was really an eventful night since guccie got drunk again, but since this isn't about guccie i'll just leave it at that... i also realized that since this term, i've been hanging around with the higher batches rather than my batchmates.. maybe because my classmates are a really boring bunch of nerds.. (<span style="font-style: italic;">hehehe, just joking!! but you have to admit that aside from the che-chm night, you people haven't gone out with us</span>)<br />anyway, i got into thinking that i wanted to do something out of the ordinary... i've been actually thinking of getting a tattoo or joining a fraternity or other things of that sort... maybe because i've been such a goody-goody since pre-school that i wanted a change of lifestyle or something like that... anyway, joining a fraternity means being hazed and i don't know if i'd survive that, and anyway if i did, my mom would probably kill me... the tattoo thing on the other hand is still on my mind, i just don't know when and where i'll get one, hehehe... i could also do drugs if i wanted to but i don't know where to get one of those...<br />good thing i got a job as a student assistant so i could occupy myself and get these wierd thoughts out of my mind...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113930786449783043?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1139306406004210382006-02-07T17:47:00.000+08:002006-02-07T18:00:06.023+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">the computer is finally fixed!! after a few weeks of being disconnected from the world wide web, i am back!! so much has happened since this term started, the foundation day, the mr&ms cardinals (kirk won), my first failed exam for this term, etcetera etcetera...<br />anyway, because of the stupid computer, i needed to occupy myself with something, and because there's nothing to do at home i usually just hang out in chemsoc (i finally decided to be a member), including saturdays... i actually have a job right now... i am a junior researcher for techserv, we haven't done anything yet actually since the planning would just be this saturday... i'm also taking a test to be to be a member of mensa this saturday... i was also dragged to become a student assistant just a few hours ago...<br />i can't discuss much now since i'm so excited that the computer is now functional that i just want to surf the 'net all night!! until next time!!<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113930640600421038?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1135463437085322142005-12-25T05:58:00.000+08:002005-12-25T06:30:37.110+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">so it's christmas, and i just woke up!! its already past 6 am, i've been sleeping for more than 8 hours.. there's something about growing old and christmas... it's like you don't get to enjoy it like you did when you were younger, or maybe it's just me, being my usually grouchy self...<br />anyway, so much has happened to me this week and the most eventful was last dec.20 (aside from yesterday, when daddy just burst through the door)... chemsoc and biologic had a christmas party at guccie's house... it was really fun!! lots of food, music, and booze!! i wasn't supposed to go, because i was the only biotech student from our batch that would be there... but i was online after lunch and so was guccie and he persuaded me to go... and it was great that i did, or i would have missed out all the fun!! there were lots of food and the spaghetti was absolutely delicious and so were the desserts that ma'am kats brought!! guccie's brother had a drum set and they brought their own guitar so the musicians from chemsoc had a mini concert.. after eating, there was an awarding ceremony and then we proceeded to get ourselves drunk.. i didn't get drunk but some of them did.. we played cards, talked about the che-chm night (that was our favorite topic), smoked, and did other stuff while drinking... oh yeah, i've been smoking again, but don't tell my family about that, they don't actually know.. hehehe... i was one of the youngest there and to think that i was also one with the most vices.. anyway, we left guccie's the next day for their enrolment, about 9 or 10 in the morning...<br />anyway, the next days were uneventful, i enrolled myself a day after their enrolment, then watched emily rose alone... it was really spooky when i came in, since it was the first show and it has been running for a few weeks now.. there were just a handfull of people there... but the movie was wonderful... and about my sked for next term, you woudn't last a day in my shoes, well, at least every monday anyway... my sked is full from 7:30 in the morning to 9 in the evening... three lectures and two laboratories... oh joy!! i can't wait to go to school!! at least i have saturdays and sundays off...<br />so yesterday was christmas eve... daddy arrived out of thin air and surprised mommy... i wasn't the least bit surprised since i was actually expecting him to go home... i even thought he was going to watch me for the che-chm night, but when he wasn't there i thought that he would be here for christmas... they had fun last night, since daddy bought a videoke thingie... i didn't take part in it.. after eating my dinner, i went upstairs, watched some tv, then slept... i woke up a few minutes ago and started typing this entry... how's that for a merry christmas? my life sure is pathetic...<br /> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113546343708532214?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1134917345423685422005-12-18T22:20:00.000+08:002005-12-18T22:49:05.436+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">i think losing the pageant is having a huge effect on me... i haven't done anything for the past few days aside from sulking... i haven't even shouted at my brother, which i do everyday... last friday, i just slept at home, didn't even watch tv or use the computer, the only time i left the room was to eat and use the bathroom.. yesterday, i read a mary higgins clark novel, and i finished it in half a day.. of course i ate, and slept (a lot).. and that's the summary of my activities.. oh yeah, i didn't take a bath, until today actually... to think that we went to laguna yesterday to go swimming because of my grandmother's 80th birthday.. all i did there was sit in a corner, stuff my face with food (the lechon was delish, yuummm...), and sulk some more.. i am hating myself right now.. even thought of using the hunting knife on myself, then i realized that i was afraid of my own blood.. so much for self-mutilation... if i did, it would be a great loss to society...<br />i wanted to cry since thursday, but i couldn't, i think i forgot how.. the last time i cried was a few days before high school graduation when my name wasn't called for the candidates of graduation.. turned out, they were going to talk to us first before allowing us to graduate.. seems like i've been a loser since high school... i tried punching the walls... just made my knuckles sore, there were some tears but it was from the pain in my hands.. not exactly what i wanted...<br />i wanted to get drunk but when we went to baywalk after the pageant, i didn't feel like drinking.. weird.. maybe because they were serving san mig.. i usually drink red horse.. during my lola's birthday the beer was also ta-dahh!! san mig!! i never liked the taste of that brew.. don't know why..<br />i saw my grades for this term, and it was an all time low.. at least i didn't fail anything unlike my brother who failed another two subjects..<br />tomorrow is another day for sulking, i can't wait for it to start... can you feel my enthusiasm?<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113491734542368542?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1134768801410075532005-12-17T04:48:00.000+08:002005-12-17T05:33:21.430+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">it's official, i'm one big fucking LOSER!!! i might have been mr. congeniality, but that didn't have anything to do with the pageant since it was the contestants who decided the winner for that award... call me a sore loser or tell me i'm sour-graping but i deserved to be in the top five... the problem was the judges didn't seem to look for potential or whatever judges are supposed to be looking for, they picked those contestants who had the height requirement, well except for kirk and kuya jerico, they deserve to be there... kirk had this effect on the audience that i probably couldn't get in a million years.. kuya jerico, i've been rooting for him from the start...<br />what i couldn't believe was the mr and ms popularity winners didn't even make it to the top five... mr popularity was guccie and he also just happened to be the one with the highest score in the pre-judging so that should have given him almost 25% of the overall score since popularity was 10% and the prejudging was 15%... they probably didn't pick him since they knew he was gay.. oh yeah, all the judges were from the che-chm department so... (insert whatever you would like to think of)... ate diane also didn't make it to the top five to think that she was ms popularity and ms photogenic... i was really hoping that she would win...<br />the question and answer portion was, well, disastrous... if you were there, you know what i mean... let's just hope they do better in the mr&ms cardinals...<br />if i get the pictures and videos, maybe i'll post them and you can judge them for yourselves...<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113476880141007553?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1133665676897802882005-12-04T11:04:00.000+08:002005-12-04T11:13:59.653+08:00<h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;font-size:18px;"><span style="font-size:100%;">One Tin Soldier</span></h1> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;font-size:14px;"><span style="font-size:100%;">by Me First And The Gimme Gimmes</span></h1> <div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Listen children to a story<br />Written long ago<br />'Bout kingdom on a mountain<br />And the valley far below<br />On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone<br />And the valley people swore they'd have it for their very own<br /><br />So go ahead and hate your neighbor<br />Go ahead and cheat a friend<br />Do it in the name of heaven<br />You can justify it in the end<br />There won't be any trumpets blowin'<br />Come the judgement day<br />But on the bloody morning after<br />One tin soldier rides away<br /><br />So the people from the valley<br />Sent a messege up the hill<br />Asking for the buried treasure<br />Tons of gold for which they'd kill<br />Came an answer from the kingdom<br />With our brothers we will share<br />All the secrets of our mountain<br />All the riches buried there<br /><br />Now the valley cried with anger<br />Mount your horses, draw your swords<br />Then they killed the mountain people<br />Now they've won their just reward<br />As they stood beside the treasure<br />On the mountain dark and red<br />Turned the stone and looked beneath it<br />"Peace on Earth" was all it said<br /><br />So go ahead and hate your neighbor<br />Go ahead and cheat a friend<br />Do it in the name of heaven<br />You can justify it in the end<br />There won't be any trumpets blowin'<br />Come the judgement day<br />But on the bloody morning after<br />One tin soldier rides away</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113366567689780288?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1133479765826001842005-12-02T06:33:00.000+08:002005-12-02T07:29:25.880+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">we had another meeting in owwa last wednesday... the usual problem sharing, experiences of graduates and all that... there were very few of us, maybe because it was a school day, but as always, i still attended the meeting even though i had classes.. anyway, the people i wanted to see weren't there so i didn't enjoy it that much.. i met two more graduates and i could say that kuya harold is one of the coolest person that i've ever met.. after the meeting we decided to go out, and as usual only a few people were able to come, actually, just three of us.. me, kuya jonas, and kuya harold... so we went to timog, to a place called xaymaca... it's a reggae bar and we were lucky enough to catch the album launching of reggae mistress.. the band was very good, makes me wish i attended the concert in mapua last friday... anyway, we had a few drinks of beer, talked, and enjoyed the live music... anyway after the drinking session, i think i fell asleep for a few minutes, then we went out... while walking, i was so wasted that i puked on the sidewalk two times, really embarassing if people were there to see me... it was my first time to hurl chunks beacause of too much alcohol... maybe because i drank bottle after bottle of beer, instead of my usual bottle, stop, another bottle approach... anyway, we decided to have coffee to clear our(mostly my) head... we talked some more, topics of which i am under oath not to talk about... then we went to 7-11 since we hadn't had dinner yet and it was already around 3 am and because mcdonald's was closed at that time... after that we went home...<br /><br />today we have our pre-judging for the mr&ms ChE-Chm, and thank goodness they scrapped out the talent portion... now its just interview, and i can breathe a little easier... good luck to me!!<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113347976582600184?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1132772925679250032005-11-24T02:40:00.000+08:002005-11-24T03:14:38.296+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">i watched the goblet of fire last saturday... and well, it kind of sucked... not really sucked as in <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">SUCKED</span>, but you know what i mean... it was a bit disappointing really... the movie, how'd you say, didn't do the book justice... the veelas weren't there, winky wasn't there, bertha wasn't there, the skrewt, sphinx and giant spider weren't there, and a lot of other things... also, they already showed barty jr. at the start so everyone knows who the villain was, aside from voldemort that is... some things weren't even explained in the movie that was vital to the story, so if you hadn't read the book, you'd probably get lost while watching it...</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> maybe i was expecting too much... the book was very long, and you can't put everything written in the book into the movie... speaking of books, it's official, someone stole my book 6... when we were packing our stuff before moving nobody saw a trace of it and now that almost everything was unpacked, it's still missing... all that was left for me was the sleeve since my cousin removed it while she was reading it... the greatest mistery was who did it since we were the only ones there and there was a gate and you'd know if someone came in the living room.. add the fact that my aunt and the househelps rarely go out, meaning that there was always someone at home.. conclusion? either the house is haunted, which it is, upstairs anyway, but no one was renting it at that time, or a friend of my cousin "borrowed" it... before it disappeared, my cousin's classmates had an overnight session for a case presentation and after that, poof!! no one ever saw the book again... pity... it was only a week old... so it's been missing since july... i hate people...<br />more suckiness (is there such a word?) in my life:<br />i just found out that there would be a talent portion during the pre-judging for the ChE-Chm night... the problem? i'm virtually talentless, so what the fuck am i supposed to do? i'd rather go to the show in my underwear than perform.. oh yeah, our pictorials would be on saturday and rumor has it that we would be topless for that, just like the other departments in school... well, that solved my problem on what to wear for the pictorials... isn't life just peachy? and there are only 3 weeks left and i still haven't got anything to wear for the show... aaaarrrggghhhh!!!!!<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113277292567925003?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1131760738793622752005-11-12T09:58:00.000+08:002005-11-12T09:58:58.813+08:00<h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; font-family: arial;">Straightjacket Feeling</h1> <h1 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;">The All American Rejects</h1> <pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-family: arial;">Back me down from backing up<br />Hold your breath now it's stacking up<br />Etched with marks, but I can deal<br />And you're the problem and you can't feel<br />Try this on, straitjacket feeling<br />so maybe I won't be alone<br />Take back now, my life you're stealing<br /><br />Yesterday was over<br />Today I'm fine without you<br />Runaway this time without you<br />And all I ever thought you'd be<br />That face is tearing holes in me again<br /><br />Trust you is just one defense<br />off a list of others, you don't make sense<br />Beg me time and time again<br />to take you back now, but you can't win<br />Take back now, my life you're stealing<br /><br />Yesterday was over<br />Today I'm fine without you<br />Runaway this time without you<br />And all I ever thought you'd be<br />That face is tearing holes in me again<br />but today I'm fine without you<br />Runaway this time without you<br />And all the things you put me through<br />I'm holding on by letting go of you<br /><br />And when the memory slips away<br />There will be a better view from here<br />And only lonesome you remains<br />and just the thought of you I fear<br />it falls away<br /><br />Yesterday was over<br />Today I'm fine without you<br />Runaway this time without you<br />And all I ever thought you'd be<br />That face is tearing holes in me again<br />but today I'm fine without you<br />Runaway this time without you<br />And all the things you put me through<br />I'm holding on by letting go of you</pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113176073879362275?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1131616339157236852005-11-10T17:31:00.000+08:002005-11-10T17:52:19.170+08:00<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">i was held up today... first time in my life... it was so, well, shocking... i was shocked!! a bit rattled, too.. who wouldn't be? i mean, what would you do when you are shown a kitchen knife by two people while your inside a jeepney with two women, and a father with his daughter? nothing, right? fighting back might get those people killed as well as myself... anyway they took my old, worn-out, and weathered phone as well as my wallet... oh yeah, out of the four people there, i was the only one held up... yay me!! my wallet contained my school id, driver's license, high school id, and some pictures... oh, yeah it also had money... approximately P1,031.. the pictures taken were my favorite graduation picture, daddy's picture, a lot of my solo pictures (can you say vain?), a picture of my brother with his friends, pictures of me and photon (that's my high school section) when we went to mega a few years back, and a picture of jardine along with a letter she gave me during our grad ball... i'm so sorry, jang!! sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!! also some bits of papers that i didn't know why i kept.. i hope you hold-uppers die before christmas!!! i know its mean, but i just can't help thinking these evil thoughts... aaarrrggghhh!!!<br />i know it was stupid of me not to get off the jeep when the guy kept on moving towards me when there was a lot of space on the jeep... anyway, nothing i can do about it... there's a lesson here... never ride a jeep... or get your own car...<br />anyway, on lighter, funnier, and what-got-into-you side of things... i joined the mr&amp;ms ChE-Chm in school... what's up with that? since its part popularity contest, i need people to help me... anyone want to buy a ticket from me? the quota is 500 tickets per contestant and each ticket is worth P10, so anyone willing to donate P5000 just give me a call... oh wait, i don't have a phone.. aaarrggghh!!! just help me out people, okay? i knew i should have spent my money on new shirts, or a pet snake...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113161633915723685?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1130606596293542822005-10-30T01:17:00.000+08:002005-10-30T01:23:16.313+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">last saturday, oct 22, we had another owwa meeting... there weren't that many participants but enjoyable nonetheless...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>warm up</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">so i woke up early that morning because they said that it would start at 9 am, and being the responsible vice president that i was, i wanted to be there early.. i arrived there and i was the first edsp scholar from our batch.. there were a few freshmen, but since i didn't know them, i kind of ignored them, heck, they weren't even talking among themselves.. so much for being the responsible vice pres... anyway, after a few moments the scholars began trickling in the owwa office, and then it was almost time to go.. but before that, maam lulu called me and janice to help her buy some provisions for the meeting.. so we went to mercury drugs and bought some chips and a few liters of soda.. being the gentleman that i am, i carried the seven bottles of soda and let janice handle the chips.. it wasn't a long walk away from the office so it was fine... anyway, after that, we waited for a few more people and off we went to... ta-da-dan-da-dan... fort santiago!! (huwaw!!)</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">so when we arrived there we rested a bit and then maam lulu asked me to help her order lunch and the afternoon snacks.. so off we went to the nearest fastfood chains and ordered the food... anyway after that, it was already 15 minutes before 12 noon and since i had a class, i had to leave... bye food!! since i didn't have change on me, i decided to just walk from fort santiago to mapua.. and then after my class, i decided to just walk back since it wasn't that far... when i arrived, they already finished eating and i missed lots of fun activities.. really, that wasn't sarcasm.. from what i heard, they really enjoyed themselves while i was away... i hate diff eq...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">anyway, the next activity was about our goals for the next term, well in my case, for this term... they gave us some paper, pencil, and crayons and we have to illustrate our goals... (something about scholars being creative.. i really don't know where they get these assumptions... =p) anyway, i illustrated my goal to be no.1.. yes, i know its a bit much, but hey, its my life so buzz off!! currently, i am no.1 in my course and no.5 in the batch in the school of che-chm... just a few more sleepless nights, probably months, and i'll be there...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">oh wait... before the goal thing, the alumni shared their experiences and stuff and gave advice on studies and other stuff..so anyway, everyone explained their work and then after that... merienda!!! we had pizza and soda... and then after eating, we divided into groups and then talked about non-academic problems... since everyone in our group had such perfect lives, we basically talked about how to cope with these problems if they ever arised... so after that, we had a few announcements, had our pictures taken and then off we went...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>the main event</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">when we went to fort santiago, we brought with us 2 5-gallon containers of water... since everyone prefered soda to water, only one container was used and it was about half-empty... so that left one more filled to the brim... (not to the brim actually, but you get my point..) anyway, being the responsible guy that i am, i volunteered to carry the whole thing myself since i always change the water containers in the dispenser at home... when we reached the roadside, i was sweating a bit but it was great excercise...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">anyway, it was already evening so we decided to go out, anything to pass the time since no one had classes the next day being sunday.. actually, i was the only one who still had classes, them being on their sem breaks.. so after a lengthy discussion we decided to go to robinson's... as usual, i was the only edsp scholar... it was like our first trip to robinson's only kuya jonas was replaced by kuya jake and francis wasn't there... so it was me, paolo, kuya jake, kuya allan, ate aubrey, and maam boots.. so we were walking around the mall when we spotted a wendy's poster of the frosty coffee jelly and decided to have dessert... it was already past 7 when we entered wendy's and we left when the mall was already closing... no, we weren't slow eaters, besides the frosty would have melted by then.. we just talked and talked, mostly about what happened earlier, and this is where i learned that i missed a lot in the span of 1 and a half hour when i went to school... so when the mall closed we went out and then talked a few more minutes outside... then we decided, after a lengthy discussion of what to do, to go to roxas boulevard to watch the bay break, the 9th anniversary of studio 23.. anyway, we just walked there from the mall, and then we walked almost the entire length of bay walk.. we got to watch a bit of spongecola and then the street boys members, danilo, jong, and spencer.. (they are street boys ,right?) danilo and jong were really good , spencer on the other hand just stood there.. they had a dancing contest and then a contest for gay people... there was this gay dude who looked like a tiyanak and did an impersonation of mahal.. he/she was really freaky... maybe because it was the first time that i saw something like that... most gay people i know look human... another contestant was named jane and he actually looked straight... he dressed straight and even talked like straight guy... but then he suddenly jumped at danilo and hugged him.. <em>ahaayy!! bumigay!!</em> (according to paolo, they're called paminta, pa-men, cute..) then the last one actually had a cleavage but at least he/she looked human, unlike contestant no.1...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">so after that we walked again to taft since traffic was heavy... we came from pedro gil, but when we got to taft we were already in quirino... it was already past midnight when we decided to eat.. then we talked some more... after that we decided to head home and that was that... i hope the next we decide to go out, the other scholars will go with us... also, when i woke up, my body was aching like crazy... i really need to get more exercise...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-113060659629354282?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1129481006616698912005-10-16T23:55:00.000+08:002005-10-17T00:43:29.576+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">pseudo - means false, deceptive or apparently similar<br />friend<span style="font-family: arial;"> - </span>a person you know well and regard with affection and trust<br />so a pseudofriend is someone who you regard with false affection and trust.. is that it? why, do you ask, am i defining what a pseudofriend is? well, since the course of my life, i've met so many people and, obviously (for me anyway), you can't regard everyone as a friend... so to make my life interesting and since i have nothing else to do (aside from my report for envi.sci, that is..) i am classifying people as friends, acquaintances, enemies, and pseudofriends...<br />as defined above, a friend is someone you know well yadayadayada... from that definition, it seems that i don't have that many friends... there are very few people whom i know very well and regard with affection and trust... my friends number from about 30 at most... as in really close friends... i have friends from my elementary and high school, my <span style="font-style: italic;">posse</span>, so to speak...<br />the next category is aquaintances... this by far is where most of the people i know are classified.. it is usually just someone you know, like that nerd in the corner, the jock on the court, etc... someone with whom you have a relationship less intimate than friendship... most of my classmates from pre-school to college are just mere acquaintances...<br />the third category is enemies... an enemy is someone with whom you feel a certain hostility or some similar emotion... also, i don't have many enemies, probably less than 10 people... yes, even though it seems that i dislike almost everyone, that doesn't make them my enemies.. for me, declaring someone as your enemy means that the two of you are equals... i don't regard just anyone as an equal, they have to pass certain qualifications first... (so its like if i want to declare someone as an enemy i first give him/her a test and if he passes, congratulations!! we are now enemies!! here is your certificate of recognition!! hahahahaha!!!)<br />now the last and most interesting category, the (drum roll please...) <span style="font-weight: bold;">pseudofriend</span>... for me a pseudofriend is someone you thought of as a friend but really isn't, therefore a fake friend... it's a bit vague, i know, but some examples might clarify things...<br />one example is the "user", this is someone who wants to be your friend because he/she needs something from you.. like, you have a classmate, incidentally you are the top guy in the class so the classmate wants to befriend you... then everytime you have a homework, the classmate goes:<span style="font-style: italic;"> "pakopya naman, friends naman tayo, eh"<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span>pseudofriend!! (of course i copy other people's homework, but i don't befriend them just for that)<br />another example is the "backstabber"... this pseudofriend is usually from the acquaintance category, usually someone closer to the friend category but not quite there yet... example, this almost friend of yours and you had a misunderstanding and then she suddenly turns cold to you afterwards... next thing you know, the almost friend starts spreading rumors about you behind your back (thus, backstabber, duh!!)... then the almost friend either ignores you the entire time pretends to be your almost friend again, like nothing happened.. pseudofriend!! this pseudofriend can also be called "the plastic"... there are still various types of pseudofriends but i can't put them all here.. feel free to write your own versions of pseudofriends at the comments part of this post...<br />anyway, i seem to be collecting a lot of pseudofriends as of late... my life sure is exciting!!!<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112948100661669891?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1129235542910561462005-10-14T04:26:00.000+08:002005-10-14T04:32:22.923+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Chocolate<br />by Parokya Ni Edgar</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Di ba't sinabi mo sa akin dati na<br />mahirap kumain ng<br />tyokolatteng<br />Natunaw at parang<br />wala nang korte<br />Kadiri nang kainin, mukha ng ta-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ewan ko ba kung bakit<br />mahirap ibalik<br />Sa original na hugis<br />pagnalusaw na sa init</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Parang tiwala pag nasira na</strong><br /><strong>Mahirap nang ayusin pa</strong><br /><u><strong>Di kayang ipagdikit ang tiwala<br />Pag napunit</strong>!</u></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Parang nangyari kailan lang...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Meron akong nakita'y nakatagong<br />Regalo sa likod ng kotse mo!<br />Hugis puso na kahon at may red na<br />Ribbon...(mamahaling tobleron)<br />At nung aking tingnan para sa yo<br />Mula kay Christian, agad kong<br />Binuksan, tsokolate ang laman...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">At di ko malaman kung ba't kailangan<br />Itago sa akin ang katotohanan<br />Ang dami-dami mo palang tsokolate<br />Hindi ka man lamang nagsasalita</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ewan ka ba kung bakit<br />Hindi ko napigilan<br />Ang regalo mo'y naubos ko nang<br />Di ko nalalaman!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Parang tiwala pag naubos na!<br />Bigla biglaan talaga!<br /><u>Mahirap nang makita<br />Kapag minsa'y nawala...</u></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">At<u> <strong>kahit na pilitin</strong></u>, <strong><u>di</u></strong> mo<br />na <strong><u>mapapalitan<br />Kahit hanap-hanapin</u></strong>,<br /><u><strong>di</strong></u> mo na <u><strong>mababalikan</strong></u><br />Kahit sabihin natin<br />na ika'y napagbigyan,<br /><u><strong>Wag na lang...</strong></u></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ewan ko ba kung bakit<br />Mahirap tanggalin ang<br />tsokolate<br />Pag natunaw at kumapit<br />na sa ngipin!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Parang tiwala pag namantsahan na!<br />Mahirap nang linisin pa,<br /><u>di kayang burahin<br />Kahit na anong gawin!</u> Parang tiwala!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112923554291056146?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1129144916630163142005-10-13T02:51:00.000+08:002007-10-12T20:53:01.376+08:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:arial;" >have you ever listened to the radio and heard a song that exactly fits your life? sometimes you might think that the artists are singing your life... in my case, its just not a song, its an album!! well, actually, two albums, and both are by simple plan... some might say that simple plan are not all that but its my blog so you can't do anything about it!! nyahahahaha!! here are some excerpts from their songs:<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-size:100%;">Welcome to My Life</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Do you ever feel like <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">breaking down</span>?<br />Do you ever feel <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">out of place</span>? ...<br />...Do you ever want to <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">run away</span>?<br />Do you <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">lock yourself in your room</span>? ...<br />...You don't know what it's like<br />To be like me...<br />...No one ever <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">lied straight to your face</span><br />And no one ever <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">stabbed you in the back</span><br />...<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Everybody always gave you what you wanted</span><br />You <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">never had to work</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">It was always there </span><br />You don't know what it's like ...<br /><br />...To be <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">hurt</span>, to <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">feel los</span>t<br />To be <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">left out in the dark</span><br />To be <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">kicked when you're down</span><br />To feel like you've been <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">pushed around </span><br />To be on the <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">edge of breaking down</span><br />And no one's there to save you<br />No <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">you don't know what it's like</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">welcome to my life</span>...<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Jump</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">I’m <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">sick of this town</span>, sick of my job<br />Sick of my <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">friends cause everyone’s jaded</span> ...<br />...I’m sick of this house, <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">sick of being broke</span>,<br />Sick of this town that’s bringing me down ...<br />...Don’t wanna think about tomorrow<br />I just <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">don’t care tonight</span>...<br />...<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Don’t wanna think about my sorrow </span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Forget your problems</span>...<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'm Just a Kid</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I think I got a lot of friends</span><br />But I don't hear from them...<br />...I'm just a kid and <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">life is a nightmare </span><br />I'm just a kid I know that its not fair...<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">One Day</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Sometimes<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"> I wonder if you know me</span><br />Or if you just <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">pretend to care</span><br />Tell me are you on a <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">mission to bring me down</span>?...<br />...One day <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I won't take this anymore</span>...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I Won't Be There</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...I don't wanna hurt you<br />You don't want to hurt me<br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I can't stand you</span><br />And <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">you can't stand me</span><br />We can't rearrange <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">you can never change me</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Say goodbye</span><br />Nothing <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I say can change your mind</span>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-size:100%;">Shut Up</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">...<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">You think you know </span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">What everyone needs </span><br />You always take time<br />To criticize me<br />It seems like <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">everyday </span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I make mistakes</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I just can't get it right...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank You</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">...<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I thought that I could always count on you</span><br />I thought that nothing could become between us two<br />We said as long as we would stick together<br />We’d be alright<br />We’d be ok<br />But<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"> I was stupid </span><br />And <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">you broke me down </span><br />I’ll never be the same again<br />So <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">thank you for showing me</span><br />That <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">best friends cannot be trusted</span><br />And <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">thank you for lying to me</span><br />Your <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">friendship, the good times we had</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">You can have them back</span> ...</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Me Against the World</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...I've got <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">no place to go</span><br />I've got <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">nowhere to run</span><br />They'd <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">love to watch me fal</span>l<br />They <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">think they know it all</span><br />I'm <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">a nightmare</span>, <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">a disaster</span><br />That's what they always said<br />I'm <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">a lost cause</span>, <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">not a hero</span><br />But <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'll make it on my own</span><br />I'm gonna prove them wrong<br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Me against the world</span>...</span><br /><br />and of course:<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-size:130%;">God Must Hate Me</span> </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:78%;" >(getting an exorcist will not help me, hehehe)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">...I guess it's no use</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'm screwing up every little thing I ever tried to do</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'm born to lose...</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">...God must hate me</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">He cursed me for eternity</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">God must hate me</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Maybe you should pray for me</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'm breaking down and you can't save me</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I'm stuck in hell</span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">And I wanna go home...</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112914491663016314?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1128790658652825892005-10-09T00:58:00.000+08:002005-10-09T00:57:38.666+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">thank goodness it's sunday.. from now on i'll probably be updating this blog once a week or something.. could you believe that after just a week of classes, i'm already swamped with so much requirements? i can barely keep up with the lessons and i still have so many things to do... in my differential equations, thanks to my oh so great foundation in calculus, i can't even relate to the teacher and reading the book doesn't really help much, i mean, it doesn't even help at all!! in psychology though, the teacher is great and seems to know much about the subject matter, however, he gives so much assignment that i already had an overnight session with the computer... in biochemistry, the lecture is somewhat still manageable, but i already have a report due on tuesday for the laboratory, and having classmates from the higher batches, including those belonging to the dean's list, doesn't help me one bit!! i don't have much problem in my envi.sci. since the teacher does all the talking and so far, everything she says is still comprehensible, but it's probably just a few more meetings before she starts babbling about unfathomable words that even my vocabulary can't handle.. can't teachers give us just a week to adjust from our lethargic forms? they sure forget fast how it felt to be a student...<br />back to my passionate all-nighter with my computer, because of the colossal workload courtesy of my psychology teacher and the prelab quiz for my biochemistry, i missed dinner and because of my schedule, i missed breakfast and lunch.. my stomach only contained about a glass of juice that i drank in the morning and a chocolate chip cookie from a classmate... i even looked more fatigued than i usually do... of course some concerned people asked me why i looked that way so i told tham that i was up all night studying.. and then they were, like, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"really?"</span> or <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"oh, come on"</span> of course the comment that hit me the most was from a friend who said <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"new image?"</span> which lead to me having an outburst.. i mean, why is it so hard to believe that i actually study? just because i come from philippine science, doesn't mean that i'm your typical nerd and know everything there is to know.. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">reality check!! i'm still human!!</span> if i don't study how do you think i get high grades and even a scholarship? sometimes people are so insensitive and insensible.. they think that because i'm so caught up in my world that i'm so dense and incapable of feeling...<br />also, after my sudden outburst, i immediately went home (after eating, of course) to finish my psychology research... then there were these people who were having a rally in españa for some reason, i really couldn't care less about what their cause was.. since my route was blocked by a sea of bodies, the vehicle needed to take a detour where traffic was really heavy... i was stuck there for almost two hours!! so much for researching... of course, i could have walked home, but i was still too tired since i lacked sleep and nourishment...<br />i just wish all these people would just get a life.. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">life would me so much easier if the earth opened up and just swallowed them whole</span>.. a bit too vicious? i don't think so... it would make life more bearable and also help our problem of overpopulation...<br />at least this week had some good points.. actually, just one... yesterday was nio's birthday and he treated me and aldrich to friday's... just the two of us since the others seemed to have more important matters to attend to.. also, we watched the 40-year old virgin, this time with albert, since he lived near sta.lucia, which was where we were by the way... it was really hilarious and almost made up for all the crappy things that happened to me...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112879065865282589?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1128048844464297002005-09-30T10:33:00.000+08:002005-09-30T10:54:04.473+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">first it was the ncaa cheerdance competition, then it was the ncaa men's basketball.. now this.. we lost again.. we lost in the nescafe soundskool, the battle of the best college bands.. we, as in, the school, mapua, duh, its not like i took part in any of those activities.. i just watched.. anyway, the winner was a band called <em>hilera</em> from a certain kalayaan college.. never heard of it? neither have i... it may be sourgraping if i said we should have won, but its not.. kidja was really good.. no idea why we lost though.. hilera even beat <em>carpe diem </em>from st. jude, which by the way, was everyone's expected winner... when they were declared the winner, everyone was surprised, as in, <em>surprised</em>.. there weren't even any applause from the audience... maybe because they didn't have any supporters.. i mean, from teh texter's choice they only got about 300+ votes while the other bands, ours included, had about thousands.. ours were 10000++ actually... the judges were clearly tone deaf or something... anyway, nothing we can do about that now... i heard that their album release will be sometime this year... we'll just have to see if their good or not...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">on lighter sides of my life, there was a fire last thursday in our neighborhood.. yes, death and destruction is a lighter side to losing.. it was about a few houses doen the block opposite ours... even though it was so far away my aunt panicked and woke us up.. the househelp even began packing our stuff.. it was really funny.. i mean, it was on the other side of the street and the wind was blowing away from our direction, but still better safe than sorry..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">oh yeah, the term break is almost over and we'll be having classes again on monday.. but at least i got an academic scholarship!! yeah!! nerd rules!! haahahahahaa!! i got an average of 1.55 last term so that entitles me to a 50% off on tuition fees.. too bad i didn't make it to 1.5, or i would only have to pay the miscellaneous fees.. oh well, ther's always next term.. :p</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112804884446429700?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1127295600591518022005-09-21T17:37:00.000+08:002005-09-21T17:40:00.600+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Dirty Little Secret<br />by The All American Rejects</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Let me know what I've done wrong<br />When I've known this all along<br />I go around a time or two<br />Just to waste my time with you </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Tell me all that you've thrown away<br />Find out games you don't wanna play<br />You are the only one that needs to know<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret)<br />Don't tell anyone<br />Or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)<br />Hope that you can keep it<br />My dirty little secret </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Who has to know?<br /><br />When we live such fragile lives<br />It's the best way we survive<br />I go around a time or two<br />Just to waste my time with you<br /><br />Tell me all that you've thrown away<br />Find out games you don't wanna play<br />You are the only one that needs to know<br /><br />I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret)<br />Don't tell anyone<br />Or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)<br />Hope that you can keep it<br />My dirty little secret<br /><br />Who has to know?<br /><br />The way she feels inside (inside)<br />Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)<br />These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)<br />And now I tried to but it's eating me apart<br />Trace this nightmare<br /><br />I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret)<br />Don't tell anyone<br />Or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)<br /><br />I'll keep you my dirty little secret (dirty little secret)<br />Don't tell anyone<br />Or you'll be just another regret (just another regret)<br />Hope that you can keep it<br />My dirty little secret<br />My dirty little secret<br />My dirty little secret<br /><br />Who has to know?<br />Who has to know?</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112729560059151802?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1127208495836987392005-09-20T17:03:00.000+08:002005-09-20T17:31:40.423+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">this week is finals week and thankfully, i have only 2 exams to take and i've already finished physics yesterday... only ana chem to worry about this thursday, and then, freedom!!! well, at least for a week anyway... and then, the usual question...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div 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style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>what the hell am i going to do in that week long break!?!?!?</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">**</span>comments and suggestions are welcome, just fill out a form and drop in the drop boxes with corresponding proof of purchase.. see posters and print ads for more details..</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112720849583698739?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1126880756050957482005-09-16T21:58:00.000+08:002005-09-16T22:25:56.056+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">mapua has a representative for the nescafe soundskool, the battle of the best college bands.. the band is called KidjA and two of the band members are, well not really friends, more like acquaintances.. they are my classmates in physics and they <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">s</span>eem pretty good.. the finals will be held in the philsports arena on september 24.. some top bands will be playing there like parokya, spongecola, bamboo, hale, etc.. and tickets only cost 50 pesos.. to get more info, log on to the site at <a href="http://www.nescafesoundskool.com">www.nescafesoundskool.com</a> and please support kidja by texting <span style="font-size:130%;">ss_vote_kidja</span> and send to <span style="font-size:130%;">2929</span> for smart and globe subscribers.. also, check out their site at <a href="http://www.supportkidja.tk">www.supportkidja.tk</a> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">mapuans are really supporting this band, the central student council even made some banners showing their support.. oh yeah, the lucky winners will win a recording contract with EMI records, 150,000 pesos, an iPod for each member, and a trip to boracay.. lucky, really hope its them.. if only i had a band, oh yeah, and knew how to play any musical instrument...</div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112688075605095748?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1126879005839368692005-09-16T21:54:00.000+08:002005-09-16T21:56:45.840+08:00<span ><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><em>gago ka!!!</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nothing...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">just wanted to get that out of my system...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hehehehehehe!!! peace!</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112687900583936869?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1126610743733526982005-09-13T19:11:00.000+08:002005-09-13T19:25:43.743+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>n.</em> one who spends money recklessly or wastefully</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>adj.</em> wasteful, extravagant</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em>also</em> squanderer, wastrel</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">guess who this is?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112661074373352698?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1125675399922534912005-09-02T23:33:00.000+08:002005-09-02T23:36:39.923+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i'm supposed to make a graph in analytical chemistry representing the relationship between pH and volume but i forgot how to use the chart wizaerd in excel, and to think that i got a 1.0 in computer fundamentals...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112567539992253491?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1125675181241021582005-09-02T22:43:00.000+08:002005-09-02T23:33:01.250+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i was in pisay this morning.. it was <em>karera 2005</em> for them, in short, a career fair... there were four schools who exhibited the various courses one can take after high school and stuff like that.. the four schools were UP, ateneo, la salle, and of course, mapua.. i was there because doc vea asked if we could exhibit something about biotechnology, and because i couldn't be there for the homecoming so i thought why not just look around while i'm there... so much have changed since i was there, the most obvious would be the color scheme of the school, its now cream/light orange, much like the blouses of the girls' uniform but a bit darker.. also some of the bathrooms were renovated and looked much more presentable than they were before.. anyway, i saw some old teachers, friends, and staff of the school.. when i saw sir samson, the lab tech during research, the thing that stuck to him most was that we were the ones responsible for having a teacher kicked out, hhhmmm... yup, that's us.. just thought that it was somebody else, hehehehe...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">anyway, to the exhibit.. in our department, there were only two organizations that participated, chemsoc and biologic... chemsoc showed their chem magic thing which they did last foundation week in mapua.. sure, some of the tricks were very basic chemistry but, hey, they are high school students, well, take away the fact that they are nerds, their still high school students.. the lower batches were really good audiences but the seniors were so rude.. while someone was explaining, they would interrupt and explain the concept themselves.. i wasn't like that when i was a senior there.. shame on you!!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">my org, biologic, had an exhibit about biotechnology.. (duhh!! what did you expect?) we had gram staining, applications of biotechnology, comparison of the dna sequence of different organiems, and genetic transformation.. for me, genetic transformation was the best part of the exhibit.. it was an experiment done by our instructors where they inserted a gene from a jellyfish into <em>E.colli.</em> the bacteria will then flourescence under UV light.. really cool..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">we didn't work much on the appearance of the room, so it was a bit bare and there was this organism from la salle who had the gall to say <em>"not much of it"</em> and then laughed out loud.. i don't have anything against la sallistas but, rude much? if that creature had anything between its ears (aside from its face), it would have seen that the place was overflowing with the stench of "genius".. if you would look at their exhibits, sure, theirs was aesthetically pleasing but what about the content? i wouldn't say anything else because of the off chance that someone from la salle might read this and murder me or something..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">also, there were these girls from UP who came into our room and gave leaflets advertising their school when there were many of us in the room advertising our school, and it was our exhibit room.. to think that they are what people call the <em>"iskolar ng bayan". </em>why? nobody goes to your exhibits so you had to go to our room? sorry to my friends who might be offended, i know you weren't there and not everyone from UP acts that way.. but they are supposedly the <em>"cream of the crop"</em> so they should at least know how to respect other people..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">there wasn't any problem from ateneo, they didn't say rude stuff or anything... come to think of it, they were really cool about us looking around their exhibits and asking some things.. maybe la salle's making fun of us was a way to say that they have the funds to do such and such, for UP maybe they wanted to rub into our faces that they are nerds.. (if it was, it didn't work) for me, ateneo is probably one of the best schools in the country.. they are the mixture of brains and money, who could ask for more? i'm not saying that mapuans are dumb and poor, but you get the point.. its like getting money from a la sallista and mixing it with the brains of someone from UP, and POOF!!!! you get an atenista..</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112567518124102158?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1125495252680964562005-08-31T21:32:00.000+08:002005-08-31T21:34:12.680+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Stay<br />by Cueshe'</strong><br /><br />I believe<br />we shouldnt let the moment pass us by<br />life's too short<br />we shouldnt wait for the water to run dry</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />think about it<br />cause we only have one shot at destiny<br />all im asking<br />could it possibly be you and me?<br /><br />So if you'd still go, i'll understand<br />would you give me something just to hold on to?<br />and if you'll stay, ill hold your hand<br />cause im truly, madly, crazily in love with you<br /><br />Time has come<br />for us to go our separate ways<br />God forbid<br />But my mind is going crazy today<br /><br />i feel so cold<br />feel so numb<br />im having nightmares but im awake<br />Help me lord<br />Fight this loneliness<br />Take this pain away<br /><br />So if you'd still go, i'll understand<br />would you give me something just to hold on to?<br />and if you'll stay, ill hold your hand<br />cause im truly, madly, crazily in love with you<br /><br />Now that you're gone, im all alone<br />im still hoping that you would come back home<br />dont care how long, but im willing to wait<br />Cause im truly, madly, crazily in love with you</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112549525268096456?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1125495140347489302005-08-31T20:59:00.000+08:002005-08-31T21:32:20.353+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">this coming friday will be pisay's annual homecoming but i'm not sure if i'll be going... for one thing, some of my friends won't be going, another is that i have two exams the following day, which by the way starts at 7:30 in the morning, also, i have absolutely nothing to wear... well, not really, but you know what i mean...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">speaking of clothes, i was watching sis this morning, you know, the talk show with gelli,janice, and carmina, the one in gma7... that's how boring my life is, i watch talk shows, actually i wasn't watching it, but the house help was going to watch the show after that so i switched to that channel since i have nothing else to watch... lo and behold! they were selling barely used clothes at very, very cheap prices! i desperately wanted to buy jay's (the singer from cueshe) clothes because it was a set of 2 shirts, a pair of pants, and a jacket, all for just P500 and also a pair of shoes owned by mojofly's drummer for only P100.. however, as fate would have it, the phone lines were all busy, even for about after an hour that the show ended, the lines were still busy.. if i was able to buy those things i would have some new clothes to add to my closet and wouldn't feel guilty of buying new clothes since the proceeds were going to teh give a gift foundation.. but, too bad...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">oh, yeah, i forgot to mention that rivermaya would be playing at the homecoming and we only have to pay P100.. i desperately want to go...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112549514034748930?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1125374122560262282005-08-30T11:53:00.000+08:002005-08-31T21:35:56.006+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Jerk It Out</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">by Caesars</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Wind me up<br />Put me down<br />Start me off and watch me go<br />I'll be runnin' circles around you sooner than you know<br />A little off center<br />And I'm out of tune<br />Just kickin' this can along the avenue<br />But I'm alright</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Cause it's easy once you know how it's done<br />You can't stop now<br />It's already begun<br />You feel it runnin' through your bones<br />And you jerk it out<br />And you jerk it out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Shut up<br />Hush your mouth<br />Can't you hear you talk too loud?<br />No can't hear nothin' 'cause I got my head up in the clouds<br />I bite off anything that I can chew<br />I'm chasing cars up and down the avenue<br />But that's ok</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Cause it's easy once you know how it's done<br />You can't stop now<br />It's already begun<br />You feel it runnin' through your bones<br />And you jerk it out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Cause it's easy once you know how it's done<br />You can't stop now<br />It's already begun<br />You feel it runnin' through your bones<br />And you jerk it out<br />And you jerk it out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And you jerk it out<br />And you jerk it out<br />And you jerk it out<br />Oh baby don't you know you<br />Really gotta jerk it out</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">When you jerk it out<br />Oh baby don't you know you<br />Really gotta jerk it out<br />When you jerk it out<br />Oh baby don't you know you<br />Really gotta jerk it out</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112537412256026228?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1124885699055258832005-08-24T19:52:00.000+08:002005-08-26T19:27:49.716+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">i forgot to mention that mapua beat letran in today's game in the ncaa.. the score was 71 - 66.. actually i didn't see the game because when i entered the house the match was already over and all i saw was the score.. hehehe.. mapua was the first to defeat letran this season.. the cardinals were probably motivated because they need the victory to be able to participate in the finals, or something like that..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">as i was browsing the net, i saw this site: </span><a href="http://www.deathclock.com"><span style="font-family:arial;">www.deathclock.com</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">it tells you how much longer you'll live.. cool!!! of course, it's just a program that randomly generates a date given a few data.. but it says that i'll live to be around 50-ish... hahaha..</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">anyway, i should probably start on my report 'cause i've been in this internet cafe for more than an hour without accomplishing anything.. hahaha!! procrastinator!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112488569905525883?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1124883638588238552005-08-24T19:01:00.000+08:002005-08-24T19:40:38.603+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">the computer's been busted for almost a month now!! that's the reason why i haven't updated my blog for ages... i hate going to internet cafes, it involves too much work on my part as well as a waste of my money... speaking of waste of money, P2000 will be going down the drain which is the cost of the internet connection... i'm supposed to do a lab report in physics but maybe i can do that later.. research,research... on lighter sides, while i was checking my mail i read this story:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>isang kwento</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">They'd known each other since their school days and had since become the best of friends. They shared everything and anything and spent lots of time together in and after school. But the friendship never developed into anything deeper.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Diane kept a secret: her admiration and love for Jack.She had her reasons for keeping it a secret. FEAR. Fear of rejection... fear that he might not feel the same...fear that he might not want to be her best friend anymore...fear of losing someone that she could always find comforting. At least if she kept her feelings to herself she would still be able to spend time with him... and hopefully, he would be the one to tell her how he felt towards her.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Time passed, and soon school was over.Jack and Diane went separate ways. Jack continued his studies overseas, while Diane got herself a job. They still kept in touch though... penned letters, sent each other photographs, and mailed each other gifts. Diane longed for Jack to be back.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">She decided that she would tell him her feelings oncehe got back. And then out of the blue... the mails from Jack stopped coming. Diane wrote to him, but there was never a reply. Where was he? What happened? Lots of questions ran through her mind...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Two years passed and Diane was still hopeful that Jack would come back... or at least send her a note. And then her prayers were answered. One mid-August day, she received a note from Jack. It said:</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Diane, I have a surprise for you. I'm flying over. Meet me at the airport. My flight comes in at 4pm on Saturday. I can't wait to see you again! There's something I need to tell you,something I've been keeping inside all this time.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Love & Kisses,Jack</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Diane's fingers shook as she read the note. Her heart soared. Diane was thrilled. Love and kisses... it meanta lot for a lady who had waited so long for those words.She was ecstatic!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">The day arrived, and Diane waited anxiously for Jack. She had slipped into her best dress, and did her best tolook as pretty as she could. She looked around... but Jack was nowhere in sight. She waited and waited, wondering what she would say to Jack when he got there, what their meeting would be like. Would there be love in his eyes? Would there be longing, bred from years of separation and hiding each others' feelings?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Oh, how she longed to see him! How she longed to throw her arms around him and tell him she was a fool to ever let him go without ever telling him how she felt! And she was certain Jack felt it too. There was always a certain magic about them when they were together.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then a lady in a sexy, tight, blue dress approachedher. She had a very concerned look on her face,"Hi! I'm Lynn, a friend of Jack. Are you Diane?" she asked. Diane just nodded her head."I'm afraid I... I have bad news for you. Jack is not coming... he won't be coming back anymore," said the lady, placing a hand on Diane's shoulder. Diane shook her head in confusion. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">She felt her heart constrict.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">What could possibly have happened? Diane felt an overwhelming fear inside her. Her hands turned cold. Her voice shook as she asked: "Where... where's Jack? What happened to him? Please tell me..." Diane begged the lady...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">The lady looked intently at Diane... and then she gave Diane a nudge on the shoulder and said...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">"HOY GAGA! IT'S ME, JACK... JACKILYN!! DI MO VAH AKO NAKILALA?! ANG GANDA-GANDA KO NGAYON, DI VAAAAH?! ECHUSERA KA NAMAN MASYADO SISTER! KAKALOKA KAH HUH!! TEKA, SANDALI... MEET MY 'PAPA'!!"</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Kawawang Diane, hindi lang nawasak ang puso...inapak-apakan pa ng lintik na Jack, este Lynn pala!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112488363858823855?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1123034884541548962005-08-03T08:40:00.000+08:002005-08-03T11:20:04.423+08:00<div align="justify">what is it with me that makes people think that i am rich? i mean, i don't dress like a rich kid, i talk like a normal person, basically i am a normal person (aside from the fact that i look like an adonis and people worship the ground that i walk upon, i still consider myself normal).. i remember during the first term last school year when my classmate asked me: <em>"nahold-up ka na ba?"</em> i said no and then asked him why that question suddenly popped out of his head, his answer: <em>"mukha ka kasing mayaman"</em> whatever you say...</div><div align="justify">most of people say that i am rich because of how i talk.. <em>is there something wrong with the way i speak? do you even see me when i pass you on the street? i close my eyes and let it be, because i just can't see why you love to hate me..</em> now seriously, they say because there's a certain flair in the way i talk.. i don't see how that is since i talk in tagalog with just a dash of english here and there.. no i am not what people call <em>"coño", </em>those who make <em>tusok</em> the fishball and make <em>pitas</em> the flower.. puh-lease.. cheap much.. if you hear me talk you'll now what i mean.. of course speaking in english is another thing.. i don't know how speaking fluent english makes you a rich person.. have people even considered that i am just good at it?</div><div align="justify">anyway, enough about the talk.. let's consider the way i dress.. shirts and jeans.. that's basically what's inside my closet.. i don't even have any accessories, not even a watch.. how can people say that i am rich when there are a whole lot of people who dress much more flamboyant than i do..</div><div align="justify">of course some of my habits also catches their attention.. like for example, eating.. i eat a lot.. a whole lot.. so what if i have a huge appetite? i'm a growing boy, i need my nutrients.. of course some of my possessions suddenly becomes reasons that justifies that i am a rich person.. like the time when i bought book6 of harry potter.. it's not my fault it was that expensive.. i'm a fan so i bought the book.. another one is my cellphone.. actually my phone now is just a nokia 3315.. the number of past cellphones are the reasons.. it's not my fault that i lost a few of them, well yes it was my fault that i was careless, but it wasn't my fault that some people are kleptomaniacs.. and besides, a cellphone is not a status symbol, its a neccesity.. hehehe =p</div><div align="justify">anyway, what i'm trying to point out is that contrary to popular belief, i am not a rich kid.. really..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112303488454154896?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1122176913972556222005-07-24T11:14:00.000+08:002005-07-24T11:48:33.976+08:00<div align="justify">i've been absent for two weeks because, well, i was just feeling lazy.. but it's not that you missed a whole lot from my oh so exciting life.. for starters its the first two weeks of the term.. nothing exciting there.. well after two weeks, i already had a few exams and homeworks and most of them were fairly easy and i even got the highest score in physics, hahaha, nerd!!! also, i turned 18 last july 13.. we just ordered 2 18" pizzas from yellow cab and that was it.. i don't like celebrating my birthday, i mean why would you want to grow old when youth has so much advantage.. and besides getting old means getting bigger responsibilities and i sure as hell don't want that..</div><div align="justify">i also got the 6th book of harry potter.. i'm broke because of that.. it was P1499 but since i had a reservation i got P150 off.. a friend of mine however got one for jusr P1100 in a school book fair.. life is just so unfair..</div><div align="justify">i was supposed ro go to owwa to pass some documents but i couldn't find the time to got there since my classes are in the afternoon and i don't want to go to pasay in the morning..(read: i'm very lazy!!) maybe i'll go there this tuesday or wednesday..</div><div align="justify">i haven't seen the 3rd batch of biotech students.. all i know is that there are just 9 of them, 4 guys and 5 girls all of whom are either taking a double or triple degree course..</div><div align="justify">before term started i went out with a friend.. we watched a movie, ate dinner and talked about stuff.. it really felt good talking to her.. it's been months since we saw each other.. it was really nice seeing her.. and for the record ir wasn't a date..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112217691397255622?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120956517399785682005-07-10T08:47:00.000+08:002005-07-10T08:51:15.613+08:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;">i act as a 16 year old but i look way younger than that...<br /><tbody><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#ffffff;"><br /><span style="font-size:14;"><br /><b>You Are 16 Years Old</b></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#ffffff;"><br /><center><br /><span style="font-size:6;color:#ffffff;"><br />16 </span><br /><br /></center><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br />Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.<br /><br />13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.<br /><br />20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.<br /><br />30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!<br /><br />40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/">What Age Do You Act?</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112095651739978568?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120871507360085352005-07-09T09:07:00.000+08:002005-07-09T09:11:47.370+08:00<div align="justify">i got this really humorous post from friendster, sad but true:</div><div align="justify">Once upon a time in the kingdom of Heaven, God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael theArchangel found him, resting on the seventh day.He inquired of God, "Where have you been?"</div><div align="justify">God sighed a deep sigh of satisfaction and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds, "Look,Michael. Look what I've made."</div><div align="justify">Archangel Michael looked puzzled and said, "What is it?". "It's a planet," replied God, "and I've put Life on it. I'm going to call it Earth and it's going to be a great place of balance."</div><div align="justify">"Balance?" inquired Michael, still confused. God explained, pointing to different parts of earth. "For example, northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, but cold and harsh while southern Europe is going to be poor but sunny and pleasant."</div><div align="justify">"I have made some lands abundant in water and other lands parched deserts."</div><div align="justify">"This one will be extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice."</div><div align="justify">The Archangel, impressed by God's work, then pointed to a group of islands and said, "What are those?" "Ah," said God. "That's the Philippines,the most glorious place on earth. There are beautiful beaches, rivers, mountains and forests. The people from the Philippines are going to be handsome,modest, intelligent and humorous and they are going to be found traveling the world. They willbe extremely sociable, hardworking and high achieving, and they will be known throughout theworld as carriers of peace and love."</div><div align="justify">Michael gasped in wonder and admiration but then proclaimed, "What about balance, God? You said there would be balance."God replied wisely, "Wait until you see the idiots in their government."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112087150736008535?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120836878103705372005-07-08T23:26:00.000+08:002005-07-08T23:36:56.780+08:00<div align="justify">i have nothing else to do and i am so, so, so bored to death.. the computer's monitor is busted showing only half of the screen so i can't play any online games.. i opened my YM and got a quote from an anonymous person.. i don't know who he is, probably didn't have anything to do with his life (just like me) so just sends quotes to random people..</div><div align="justify">anyway this was the quote:</div><div align="justify"><em>"as i watched the ants crawl upon the wall, i noticed that no matter how busy they are, they still stop and communicate.. i hope we could be like ants... </em>nakakalakad sa walls!! asteeg!!<em>"</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112083687810370537?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120621659007047992005-07-06T11:45:00.000+08:002005-07-06T11:47:39.013+08:00<strong>Deep and Meaningless<br />by Rooster<br /></strong><br />I, I don't know why I miss you so much<br />Yeah I, I don't know why I still feel your touch<br />You, you left me feeling high and dry<br />With nothing, nothing but the queston why<br />Yeah you, I guess you had another direction<br />And leaving me with nothing but a dead connection<br /><br />Chorus:<br />If you call me today<br />I'll say that I'm fine<br />But I bet you can tell by the tone of my voice<br />It's just a lie<br />You knew what you had<br />You still walked away leaving me in this mess<br />My love for you is deep and meaningless<br /><br />You, you knew what you were doing to me<br />And I, I guess I was too blind to see<br />Well you hit where it hurt and you fooled me so bad<br />But I'd do it again to relive what we had<br />(Damn that's sad)<br /><br />There are many things left to remind me<br />Of a love that I just can't leave behind me<br /><br />Chorus (Repeat)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112062165900704799?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120464612402846582005-07-04T15:48:00.000+08:002005-07-04T16:10:12.416+08:00<div align="justify">i survived his term with just minor bruises and i am soon to be sent to battle once again... i am fairly satisfied with my grades this term.. it may not be that high, but then again, i wasn't expecting them to be.. anyway my lowest grade was a 3.0, actually three of them... hehehe.. one was, obviously, from organic chemistry.. by some miracle i passed this hell of a subject and i seriously hope that i never have to face that instructor ever again.. the 2nd one was in calculus3.. math has never been one of my best subjects.. i mean with only one quiz passed, i am happy to have that grade.. and lastly, PE.. yes , i got a grade of 3 in PE.. i am really a, what was that word? i know, LOSER!! this is my 2nd 3.0 in PE and thankfully my last, no more PE for me!!! anyway there were some good points like a flat 1.0 in computer fundamentals and nstp.. hahaha.. i also got a 1.75 in english 2 which is oral communications, which is really surprising since i didn't take the other half of the mid-terms which was an oral proficiency test..</div><div align="justify">this week would be our enrolment week so my short vacation will wnd next sunday since on monday i will be inside the walls of intramuros for the next few months.. i just saw my schedule and it was HORRIBLE!! i'm gonna change it tomorrow since my account's still closed until then.. i mean, where can you see a schedule that runs from 7:30 in the morning to 9:00 in the evening? and that's just two subjects.. they crammed three meetings of analytical chemistry in one day and then after that the laboratory which is just as long.. but my classmate said that i shouldn't move it or i may regret that decision.. i'm still thinking whether i should or not.. i'll just ask them later..</div><div align="justify">by the way, i finally found something to do this break... i'm playing maple story.. an online platform MMORPG.. it's really cute.. you should try it.. also, if anyone wants to watch good charlotte in manila let me know.. i don't want to go there alone.. it's for free though according to their site...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">I survived the crash</div><div align="justify">Survived the burn</div><div align="justify">Survived the worst</div><div align="justify">Yeah baby</div><div align="justify">But I learned</div><div align="justify">Survived the lies</div><div align="justify">Survived the blues</div><div align="justify">Almost killed me</div><div align="justify">But I survived the truth</div><div align="justify">And when you wrote me off</div><div align="justify">Like I was doomed</div><div align="justify">I survived you </div><div align="justify">-<em>"I Survived You" Clay Aiken</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112046461240284658?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120182905066229852005-07-01T08:59:00.000+08:002005-07-01T09:55:05.073+08:00<div align="justify">just a day of inactivity and there are already so many things going through my head. i bet everyone has seen the shampoo commercial with nathan and anna.. you know, the one where this guy is in love with his best friend and he has this really big problem of how to tell her.. anyway i'm writing this because i've been thinking about a close friend of mine.. of course i'm not worried about how to tell her since she already knows and anyway she already has a boyfriend.. it's just that during our graduation ball, she asked me a question while we were dancing and it's been haunting me ever since.. during that time i didn't exactly give her a straight answer, i just sort of mumbled something under my breath and i just let the moment pass by.. so now i finally have an answer for her after more than a year..</div><div align="justify">my answer is simply this: <strong><em>"there are times when i wish it was so but there are some factors that makes me think that it could never be.."</em></strong></div><div align="justify">as i told you before, i don't think i can handle the competition.. so i'll just have to be satisfied to watch the game on the bleachers and hope that the other team makes a mistake while playing.. however this sort of thinking never seemed to work.. there are times when he did make some mistakes but you always found a way to forgive him.. and during those turbulent times in your relationship, you often cry yourself to sleep.. i know this because i was one of those people whom you sought out for comfort and advice.. things that i can't help but give you even though i am thinking that the person that would benefit from it doesn't deserve you.. somethimes i think that you're too good for him, that you should just move on and find someone better.. of course, people might say that i'm just sour graping, which is partly true but i've only got her best interest in heart..</div><div align="justify">right now, their relationship is still as strong as ever.. as long as she's happy, so am i.. just remember that you can always run to me anytime you have problems.. we may not be <em>us</em> but we will forever be friends..</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112018290506622985?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1120169979454447382005-07-01T06:07:00.000+08:002005-07-01T06:19:39.473+08:00<div align="justify">the term is finally over and there are no more exams to take... i have a week with nothing to do but eat, sleep and do other nonsensical things... i checked my mymapua account yesterday and this morning and the only ones that are listed as "not taken" are the organic 2 lecture and lab as well as computer fundamentals since we only had the finals yesterday but i have high hopes that i will pass that.. the only real problem is the organic chemistry.. my instructor texted me last night if i passed a certain homework.. i did the homework but i wasn't able to pass it since i was absent that day.. actually it wasn't my fault because it was supposed to be passed on a monday but she was absent that day and so it was passed the next meeting which was a wednesday and at that time i was already on my second day in rizal.. anyway i told her that i was absent, yada, yada, yada and then she asked if i submited an excuse letter... hell, yeah.. of course i did.. after i told her that i did, she didn't text anything else.. that means that she was computing our grades last night which wasn't a very reassuring thought.. i just hope that i pass because i wouldn't want to be late in taking up biochemistry...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-112016997945444738?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119953138956576592005-06-28T17:59:00.000+08:002005-06-28T18:05:38.960+08:00<div align="justify">there are only two days left before this term is finally over and just two exams to go, calculus and computer fundamentals... i had the organic finals yesterday and i seriously think that there is a chance for me to pass the exam... jsut the exam though, not really sure about the subject... my brother already went home to bicol today so my life is freak-free for 2 weeks, yay!! the big question now is what am i going to do during that time period... since there are no classes, this means no allowance and i'm not really the kind of person who saves money... any suggestions?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111995313895657659?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119831298509424022005-06-27T08:06:00.000+08:002005-06-27T08:22:24.563+08:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Another Day<br />Nine Days</strong></span><br /><br />Here's another day, she waits and pulls herself away<br />At just the right moment to save her face<br />I watch the time go ticking down, the waters falling on the ground<br />I catch myself and try to speak with grace<br />You needed just enough anger, to get you through the door<br />And you got just enough honesty, to make you want a little more<br /><br /><strong>I wish for nothing but the rain, to fall and wash away<br />Everything that I've done wrong</strong>, find a way to make you strong<br />If only for another day<br /><br />When I'm all alone, just me and my ghosts<br />Standing three deep, just like sentries at their post<br />They make sure I remember, just a little more than most<br />They make sure that I understand the consequence of past<br />You needed just enough anger, to get you through the door<br />And you got just enough honesty, to make you want a little more<br /><br /><strong>I wish for nothing but the rain, to fall and wash away<br />Everything that I've done wrong</strong>, find a way to make you strong<br />If only for another day<br /><br />When you see me chasing daydreams and you know that I'm not there,<br />I'm not the one who sits across from you, who, returns your stare<br />And I watch as you grow quiet like you always did<br />And I wait to get what I deserve<br />It's the part that doesn't die that makes it hurt...<br /><br />Here's another day, she waits and pulls herself away<br />At just the right moment to save her face<br />I watch the time go ticking down, the waters falling on the ground<br />I catch myself and try to speak with grace<br /><br /><strong>I wish for nothing but the rain, to fall and wash away<br />Everything that I've done wrong</strong>, find a way to make you strong<br />If only for another day<br /><br />If only for another day<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111983129850942402?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119791963408577432005-06-26T21:16:00.000+08:002005-06-26T22:08:22.153+08:00<div align="justify">M!</div><div align="justify">I!</div><div align="justify">T!</div><div align="justify">FIGHT!</div><div align="justify">M, I, T, FIGHT!!! VIVA MAPUA!!!</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">so i watched the NCAA yesterday at the big dome... and yes, we won!! of course i'm not really a big fan of basketball and i was so surprised that i enjoyed it.</div><div align="justify">actually we were late when we arrived so we missed the opening ceremonies becasue it began at 12 and we arrived about a few minutes after 2, actually almost around 2:30 so when we arrived it was already the 2nd quarter of the first game which was between San Beda and PCU... anyway San Beda lost and they were such sore losers... so it was the last quarter and just a few minutes left with PCU leading and it was obvious that they were gonna win and so they were shouting "<em>uwian na!!!, uwian na!!!</em>" to which San Beda answered back "<em>squatter!!, squatter!!</em>" and when PCU was announced as the winner and they were singing their school song, San Beda were also singing their own school song, and since they outnumbered the people from PCU, their song was heard more than PCU's...</div><div align="justify">anyway, the next game was between Perpetual and Letran... i didn't watch the game much, actually the only game that i watched was the third game which was between Mapua and San Sebastian... what i watched in the 1st and 2nd game was the cheering during the halftime break... Perpetual's cheering squad was really great and there was this bald guy who kept on throwing around this girl like a rag doll... he did all the throwing by himself and the lifting was done with just one hand... the guy sitting next to me said that he was probably a bouncer or something... anyway i think this was the time when the air conditioner broke down because of some "technical difficulties" they called it... i'd say they were probably cutting down on their electric bill...</div><div align="justify">so the next game was between Mapua and Baste... this was the part that i watched attentively... the score was always so close to each other during the first 3 quarters but the Cardinals took flight during the last quarter... anyway there were some funny part during the game...</div><div align="justify">so the Cardinals were on the court after their entrance with the Cheerping Cardinals and they were doing some shooting and stuff on their side of teh court when San Sebastian's pep squad entered... surprise, surprise!! the pep suad's uniform were the same color as the Cardinal's warmers and jerseys... if it weren't for them wearing long pants and cheering you'd think that they were part of the team... anyway, the halftime break was more interesting... first one was that the uniforms were almost the same... if it weren't for the different colors of the piping on the edges of the uniform you'd say they were the same squad... nut anyway, i think our uniforms were better than theirs, their's were red and white while our's were red and yellow... and the design on was way better... (actually i didn't see much of the other team's design because i didn't bring my eyeglasses...) another thing was the music used during their routines... both teams started their routines with gwen stefani's' hollaback girl, but if you were there you'd see who was better in cheering... call me biased if you will but we wouldn't be champion if we sucked... anyway during the game i kept on shouting with the pep squad since we were seating near them (actually they surrounded us), so after the game and actually until today my voice is still hoarse..</div><div align="justify">we didn't watch the last game which was between Benilde and Jose Rizal U because Jansen's mother is already looking for him.. of course it wouldn't be a problem if he asked permission to watch the game.. but he didn't so we had to go home.. he said that he was already on his way home and was already on the underpass while he was actually just outside the big dome... when we were on the jeep his mother called and he said that he was eating dinner somewhere... his mother was probably worried because it has been about 20 minutes when he said he was on the underpass and he lived about 15 minutes from mapua... anyway i really enjoyed shouting and cheering during the game that i may probably watch the next one...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">CARDINALS GO!<br />CARDINALS FIGHT!</div><div align="justify">CARDINALS GO, GO!</div><div align="justify">CARDINALS FIGHT, FIGHT!</div><div align="justify">CARDINALS!! CARDINALS!! FIGHT, TEAM, FIGHT!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111979196340857743?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119652357456804842005-06-25T06:21:00.000+08:002005-06-25T06:35:33.146+08:00<div align="justify">today is the 2nd time this week that i haven't slept... finals week has finally caught up with me... i did all my reports on organic laboratory, which was by the way the 1st time this week that i didn't sleep... today the reason was my webpage that i finally finished... i could have finished it last night but i felt really lethargic last night so i just played bejeweled2 in yahoo... of course today is no use at all for my poor sleep deprived body... i have a quiz on computer fundamentals which is at least open books, notes, and everything else, the only thing missing is to ask the professor what teh answer is... then after that i'm going to watch the NCAA in the araneta coliseum... i don't know if my friends would want to watch every game... the reason i'm watching it even though i abhor basketball is because i failed PE... yes, PE!!! what do you call me? loser? wrong, it's LOSER!!! i got only 73% and i think the passing is either 75 or 80... oh yeah, the reason that i hate basketball is 1) i'm vertically challenged 2) i'm not really built for that sports, you know, hand-feet-eye-and-everything-else-coordination and 3) almost everytime during high school (except 1st year) basketball is the sport during the last quarter and we have swimming before that... so i have a grade ranging from 1.5 to 1.o during the 3rd quarter then it would plummet to 2.0 ot lower...</div><div align="justify">anyway it's a good thing we don't have math today so i wouldn't have to exert much effort to get by the day...</div><div align="justify">oh yeah, my really dismal web page is <a href="http://www.geocities.com/j_n_p_b/index.htm">http://www.geocities.com/j_n_p_b/index.htm</a></div><div align="justify">i really need to sleep, but i don't think i would wake up for my quiz...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111965235745680484?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119463262993521342005-06-23T01:42:00.000+08:002005-06-23T02:01:03.000+08:00<div align="justify">i had my last quiz in organic chemistry 2 yesterday, and finally i passed... okay so i got a lousy 60% but who cares? i passed a quiz!! anyway i'm probably not gonna pass that subject because of the 3 quizzes that she already returned, my total is an abysmal 130 over 300... so that's, like, 43%? really smooth... nice going james... how can i say this without hurting your feelings? hhmmm... i know!! you, my friend, are a L-O-S-E-R!!! that's right, LOSER, LOSER, LOSER!!! wahahahahaha!!!!</div><div align="justify">anyway, as i said before, i really don't care anymore... maybe there's a chance that i might pass... the instructor is considering changing the division of the grading system so if it pushes through, i'll just have to get a high grade in the finals... speaking of finals, i also had my finals in the laboratory yesterday after the quiz in the lecture... i'll probably fail that one too... it's about mechanisms in the synthesis of organic compounds and stuff... oh by the way, i'm supposed to be typing my last final report this term for the hag, but i got bored, so here i am... and also i have a practical test for computer fundamentals later this morning, an exercise for power point presentation for the same class, and the last quiz for my calculus class... and no we haven't started our project in calculus which will be due on monday and i haven't finished my web page for computer which will be due this saturday... this week has been really *great*... really, i'm not sarcastic...*cough*cough*</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111946326299352134?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119219817595822122005-06-20T06:09:00.000+08:002005-06-20T06:26:15.433+08:00<div align="justify">the term is almost over and only a few more days before the final exams... i am currently feeling pressured because of all the requirements that are flooding in. for starters, today i have to finish 2 reports for the hag in organic chemistry 2 laboratory, then i have to deliver a speech by a famous person for english and i also have an assignment in organic chemistry 2 lecture... that's just today... this week i have to finish another report for the hag, actually 2 but since we haven't finished the last experiment yet it's just 1... then there's this project in calculus and then a web page for computer fundamentals... i am so glad that we are already finished with nstp yesterday so its a great load off, no more surveys and water sampling for me... anyway, i just want everything to end as quickly as possible, i don't actually care about the outcome of things especially in organic... if i fail, then be it, there's always next term... however, there will be some major consequences, but i just don't really care anymore...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111921981759582212?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1119127700409832792005-06-19T04:44:00.000+08:002005-06-19T04:49:16.376+08:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Not Listening</span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>by Papa Roach</strong><br /></span><br />I'm not listening, not anymore<br />The more I learn, the more I ignore<br />I'm not listening, not anymore<br />The more I hear, the more I ignore<br />I'm not listening, not anymore, No<br /><br />Cause You gotta be bigger, be faster, be stronger<br />if your gonna survive any longer<br />in this lifetime, it better be the right time<br />the first time might be your last time<br />am I a failure if I got nothing to lose<br />No, I'm not a failure, I got something to prove<br /><br />Chorus:<br />I'm not listening, not anymore<br />The more I learn, the more I ignore<br />I'm not listening, not anymore<br />The more I hear, the more I ignore, the more I ignore<br /><br />Cause I've lost my innocence<br />and I'm a stranger, A life changer<br />I'm a man thats not afraid of danger<br />I walk my own path, and blaze my own trail<br />because I'm not afraid to derail<br />I won't get in line or be a middle man<br />so fuck you I'll make my own plan<br />and I got respect and I dont neglect<br />the people that I really care to protect<br />am I a failure, if I got nothing to lose<br />No, I'm not a failure, I got something to prove<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />I told you before, wont listen anymore<br />I told you before, lets settle the score<br />I told you before, wont listen anymore<br />I told you before, lets settle the score<br /><br />If not them then who?<br />If not now then when?<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />I told you before, wont listen anymore<br />I told you before, lets settle the score<br />I told you before, wont listen anymore<br />I told you before, lets settle the score<br /><br />Set it off right now<br />Blow it up, set it off<br />Fuck it up, set it off<br />Blow it up, Blow it up right now<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111912770040983279?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1118893111523964612005-06-16T10:12:00.000+08:002005-06-16T18:20:11.060+08:00<div align="justify">i drafted this during my computer fundamentals class when i was supposed to do an exercise on word... as usual i just crammed all of the things that i researched or more like plagiarised from other sites so i have a few minutes of free time... also, yesterday i was supposed to have a speech during my english class but i said that i'd do it the next meeting, which is tomorrow... anyway, i already made an informative speech about filter feeding sharks, but i remembered that there was a speech that i really wanted to make... it is about moral fiber so i changed the topic because, come on, aside from me who would be interested on whale, basking, and megamouth sharks?</div><div align="justify">anyway i got this idea from one of my favorite movies, The Girl Next Door, starring Elisha Cuthbert and Emile Hirsch... you really have to see this movie because its really great though it is rated R... anyway, Hirsch plays a senior student who is president of the class and the craziest thing that he has done was to try and skip a class. He was accepted in Georgetown but for him to be able to study there he must get a scholarship by giving a speech on moral fiber... everything was going so well when Cuthbert arrived next door to house sit for her aunt who was away... however she turns out to be an ex- porn star and everything just goes from there...</div><div align="justify">so during the big night of his speech he was drugged by Cuthbert's vengeful producer and then his prepared speech about JFK was already stated by another aspirant for the scholarship so he just makes an impromptu speech and this is how it goes:</div><div align="justify"><strong>"Moral Fiber. So what is moral fiber? I mean, it's funny. I used to think it was always telling the truth, doing good deeds... you know, basically being a fucking Boy Scout. But lately I've been seeing it differently. Now I think that moral fiber is about finding that one thing you really care about. That one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her. You risk it all. You put her in front of everything, your future, your life, all of it. And maybe the stuff you do to help her isn't so clean. You know what? It doesn't matter. Because in your heart, you know that the juice is worth the squeeze."</strong></div><div align="justify">so that was it, its really a wonderful topic for a speech so i'll just go with it...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111889311152396461?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1118481837302966112005-06-11T17:20:00.000+08:002005-06-11T17:23:57.306+08:00<strong>Shine<br />by Clay Aiken</strong><br /><br />You can try to hide away<br />From every drop of rain<br />That's hanging over you<br />And you can say<br />It's all a waste<br />Lost your time and space<br />There's nothing left to loose<br />Like a broken angel<br />On the ground<br />Like a symphony<br />Without a sound<br />Turn around<br /><br />Everthing you are<br />Everywhere you've been<br />Sinner and the saint<br />That fight the battle within<br />Every place you go<br />Everybody knows<br />Shadows fall<br />Across the sun somtimes<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<br /><br />In the mirror of your soul<br />I know that you know<br />You are not forsaken<br />Hey butterfly<br />Open up your weary eyes<br />And realize it's a<br />Trip we're taking<br />And the world will<br />Turn around again<br />And your shattered heart<br />Is gonna mend<br />In the end<br /><br />Everthing you are<br />Everywhere you've been<br />Sinner and the saint<br />That fight the battle within<br />Every place you go<br />Everybody knows<br />Shadows fall<br />Across the sun somtimes<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<br /><br />Baby let's go<br />Ride those shooting stars<br />(You're gonna shine)<br />Watch the crescent moon<br />Smile to your heart<br />(You are gonna shine)<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<br /><br />Everthing you are<br />Everywhere you've been<br />Sinner and the saint<br />That fight the battle within<br />Every place you go<br />Everybody knows<br />Shadows fall<br />Across the sun somtimes<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<br /><br />Everthing you are<br />Everywhere you've been<br />Sinner and the saint<br />That fight the battle within<br />Every place you go<br />Everybody knows<br />Shadows fall<br />Across the sun somtimes<br />Shine<br />You are gonna shine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111848183730296611?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1118443519638821752005-06-11T05:51:00.000+08:002005-06-11T06:45:19.643+08:00<div align="justify">yesterday was migrant worker's day so the scholars of owwa had a general assembly... the conference was supposed to start at 8 o'clock but i arrived there about past 9... funny story really, i planned to wake up early so that i can arrive in pasay earlier than the time we were expected... i did wake up early, too early actually, 3:30... since i have a hard time sleeping after waking up, i just decided to just stay awake and wait for 6 o'clock to take a bath and get ready... so i turned on the computer and listened to some music for about an hour and a half, after which i suddenly felt sleepy... since it was just 5, i thought i could sleep again for another hour... the problem was i forgot to set the alarm so i woke up at 7:30 and therefore i'll be late for the assembly... i rushed to get ready and then ran out the door... i waited for an fx that would go straight to owwa but nothing passed by so i decided to take one that goes to harrison plaza and then take another ride to go to owwa... so i was in the fx but the traffic was so heavy, after about 45 minutes i was just in front of city hall which i used to get to only after about 15 minutes... maybe because the roads were flooded or something...</div><div align="justify">anyway when i arrived in owwa, sir allan was already giving a lecture which was very appropriate - time managemen hahahahaha... anyway there was the talk, and the workshop and an intermission number by paolo and jake... jake is a really good guitar player, wish i could play like that, and paolo, well, he's paolo... hahahaha... what i really loved was the activity where you write on a piece of paper on someone's back and tell him anything you want... of course the guy you would be writing about wouldn't know what you wrote until the end of teh activity... there was also a human bingo where there are some descriptions and you have to find someone who matches that description and let him/her sign it... most of those that i signed was the box that says <em>"ng academic year ay hindi semestral"</em> because i'm from mapua... actually there were 4 mapuans there so only one didn't attend... oh yeah, we got to meet the new batch of EDSP scholars and there was this really pretty girl but i didn't get to talk to her...</div><div align="justify">another thing that we did was to vote for the officers for the NCR scholars and paolo, being paolo, nominated me for vice president of external affairs and since no one else was nominated i became the vp... i don't even know if i can do thar job, anyway we have a great president(kuya allan) and vp for internal affairs(<em><strong>KUYA</strong></em> jonas*) so i think they can handle it... hahahaha...</div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;">*jonas doesn't like to be called <em>kuya</em> so i thought i'd emphasize his seniority.. hahaha!! <em>joke lang</em>!!!</span></div><div align="justify">anyway, the assembly was supposed to end after lunch but it ended at around 4, meaning i didn't attend my classes, again... we were supposed to go to star city after the assembly but some people changed their minds and already went home... there were only 6 of us so we decided to just watch a movie... there were supposed to be 3 more but their "partners" didn't want to go so they didn't... oh yeah, maam boots was also with us because we met her while we were walking around robinson's...</div><div align="justify">anyway we ate dinner at kenny rogers, actually jonas and i bought food in kenny and the others bought food at other fast food chains but ate inside kenny... so technically we still ate dinner at kenny... after eating we watched me&amp;mrs. smith so for the past month i've watched 4 movies already... maam boots didn't watch the movie because she had to go home or something...</div><div align="justify">i enjoyed the assembly but i wished that more people came... and i wished that we would have another assembly or conference, preferably out of town... hehehehehe...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111844351963882175?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1118093488435797152005-06-07T05:01:00.000+08:002005-06-07T05:31:28.440+08:00<div align="center">To all Mapúans:<br />Thanks for all the hardships that we endured together.Thanks for standing and fighting with us.We, the U.M. officers may not be physically presentbut we will always be Mapúan by heart.It's such a great honor serving you guys and Don Tomas.Though the darkness enveloped us,we will always be proud being of service to you guys.Again thank you very much and goodbye.It's official that the United Mapúans (UM) is now singing off...Viva Mapúa!<br />- Armando (Gudo) Cristobal </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">yesterday afternoon, armando cristobal aka kuya gudo announced that the united mapuans are now disbanded... he was pretty bitter about it, saying that they were disbanded because the students lost faith in them, and other such things... up until now, he is still expelled and the other officers are still not allowed to graduate... of course i was one of those who didn't go to the rallies and didn't participate in other activities... i don't like the idea of changing the school's name as much as the next guy but i just didn't have time for such things... i had a scholarship to maintain, which by the way i think i'm probably gonna lose with or without me participating in such activities... anyway, i just wish the officers the best of luck in whatever path they will take after the fight that they've been through....</div><div align="justify"><br />The outcome of the war is in our hands; the outcome of words is in the council...</div><div align="justify">-Homer (800-700 B.C.), <em>The Iliad</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111809348843579715?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117940105906337322005-06-05T10:54:00.000+08:002005-06-05T10:55:05.910+08:00<img alt="Maniac killer" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112529424_izB_maniac.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="left"><b>You are a maniac<br />killer.</b><br />It doesn't matter who they are and what they<br />have or haven't done. You still want to kill<br />them. And for a simple reason only; it's fun.<br />Seeing people in pain is like ecstasy. Maybe<br />you have some sort of mental problems or you<br />are this way because of previous deep scars,<br />only you know. But now you are sadistic and<br />maybe you only like to see a special group of<br />people be in pain (e.g. preps). However you are<br />not the most social person in the bunch and<br />people think you are weird. That bothers you<br />somewhat but atleast you can entertain yourself<br />with daydreaming about killing them. After all,<br />they have no idea what's coming.<br /><br /><b>Main weapon:</b> Explosives and torture<br />equpiment<br /><b>Quote:</b> "Insanity: a perfect<br />rational adjustment to an insane world" -<br />R.D. Lang<br /><b>Facial expression:</b> Wicked smile</p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You?"><span style="font-size:-1;">What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]</span></a><br /><span style="font-size:-3;">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111794010590633732?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117837789293345442005-06-04T06:24:00.000+08:002005-06-04T06:29:49.300+08:00<strong>Jump<br />by Simple Plan</strong><br /><br />Jump<br /><br />I don’t wanna wake up today<br />Cuz every day’s the same<br />And I’ve been waiting so long<br />For things to change<br /><br />I’m sick of this town, sick of my job<br />Sick of my friends cause everyone’s jaded<br />Sick of this place, I wanna break free<br />I’m so frustrated<br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about tomorrow</strong> (jump)<br /><strong>I just don’t care tonight</strong><br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about my sorrow</strong><br />Let’s go, whoa<br /><strong>Forget your problems</strong><br />I just wanna jump<br /><br />I don’t wanna wake up one day<br />And find out it’s too late<br />To do all the things I wanna do<br />So I’m gonna pack up my bags<br />I’m never coming back<br />Cuz the years are passing by<br />And I’m wasting all my t-t-time<br /><br />I’m sick of this house, sick of being broke,<br />Sick of this town that’s bringing me down<br />I’m sick of this place,<strong> I wanna break free</strong>,<br /><strong>I’m so frustrated</strong><br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about tomorrow</strong> (jump)<br /><strong>I just don’t care tonight</strong><br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about my sorrow</strong><br />Let’s go, whoa<br /><strong>Forget your problems<br /></strong>I just wanna jump<br />I just wanna jump<br /><br />I can’t take it anymore<br />I can’t take it anymore<br />I can’t take it anymore<br /><br /><strong>Forget tomorrow<br /></strong>I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about tomorrow</strong> (jump)<br /><strong>I just don’t care tonight</strong><br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><strong>Don’t wanna think about my sorrow</strong><br />Let’s go, whoa<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Forget your problems</strong><br /><strong>Time to let them go</strong></span><br />Whoa<br /><br /><strong>Forget tomorrow</strong><br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br /><br />Yeah<br />I just wanna jump (jump)<br />I just wanna jump<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111783778929334544?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117831703495109282005-06-04T04:33:00.000+08:002005-06-04T05:05:38.800+08:00<div align="justify">i badly need to develop a study habit, mainly because i have none... i don't study much maybe because of my short attention span or some other unknown reason... maybe because i just have a crappy teacher...</div><div align="justify">yesterday was our organic chemistry lecture and i just sat there, staring at the projector without taking anything in and imagining my teacher roasting over hot, burning coals with an apple in her mouth (i'm evil, i know)<i'm>... the instructor probably doesn't even know how to teach this subject... we were her first students in organic chemistry 2 because she usually teaches the laboratory part... talk about experimental... she usually just reads the book and give one or two examples and then move on to the next lesson... i just hope i pass this subject, by the way i already failed her 1st two exams... actually just two people passed those exams and we are only 15 in this class...</div><div align="justify">speaking about exams, i had my exam on calculus, one of my weakest subjects, last thursday... and guess what i did before that? me and my classmates watched a movie!! the movie was SHUTTER and it's not really that scary for a horror movie... actually i was expecting to fail that one too, because improper integration is way out of my league... i just sat there the whole period doodling... at least i'm sure i have ten points for the bonus question, i don't know about my other answers...</div><div align="justify">i just really wish i survive this term without a 5.0 in my class card...</div><div align="justify">good luck to me... LOTS and LOTS of luck!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111783170349510928?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117667327455769482005-06-02T07:04:00.000+08:002005-06-02T07:08:47.460+08:00for some weird reason, i successfully identified my unknown mixture of organic compounds for my organic laboratory class.. actually, the reason was i identified the mixture by the smell of the compounds.. and the really obnoxious know-it-all 2nd year student confirmed it for me.. of course before he confirmed it somebody else told me the possible compounds.. hahaha!!! in your face mr. know-it-all!!! bwahahahahahahahah!!!!! anyway, i have a computer class in half an hour so i got to go...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111766732745576948?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117534347943575932005-05-31T18:10:00.000+08:002005-05-31T18:12:27.946+08:00Almost<br />by Bowling For Soup<br /><br />I almost got drunk at school, at fourteen<br />Where I almost made out with the Homecoming Queen<br />Who almost went on to be Miss Texas<br />But lost to a slut, with much bigger breast-es<br />I almost dropped out to move to LA<br />Where I was almost famous for almost a day<br /><br />And I almost had you<br />But I guess that doesn't cut it<br />Almost loved you<br />I almost wished you would've loved me too<br /><br />I almost held up a grocery store<br />Where I almost did five years and then seven more<br />Cause I almost got popped for a fight with a thug<br />Cause he almost made off with a bunch of the drugs<br />That I almost got hooked on cause you ran away<br />And I wish I would've had the nerve to ask you to stay<br /><br />And I almost had you<br />But I guess that doesn't cut it<br />Almost had you<br />And I didn't even know it<br /><br />You kept me guessin' and now I'm destined<br />To spend my time missing you<br />I almost wish you would've loved me too<br /><br />Here I go, thinking 'bout all the things I could've done<br />I'm gonna need a forklift, cause all the baggage weighs a ton<br />(baggage weighs a ton)<br />I know we've had our problems, I can't remember one<br /><br />I almost forgot to say something else<br />And if I can't fit it in, I'll keep it all to myself<br />I almost wrote a song about you today<br />But I tore it all up and then I threw it away<br /><br />And I almost had you<br />But I guess that doesn't cut it<br />Almost had you<br />And I didn't even know it<br /><br />You kept me guessin' and now I'm destined<br />To spend my time missing you<br />And I almost had you (almost had you)<br />Almost had you<br /><br />I almost wish you would've loved me too (wish you would've loved me too)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111753434794357593?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1117315150228588162005-05-29T04:53:00.000+08:002005-05-29T05:19:10.233+08:00<div align="justify">my brother is such a genius... i'll give you some situations where the best of his qualities was seen...</div><div align="justify">our computer had some minor problems... actually a big problem... an important file used to start up the computer was corrupted for some reason, don't ask me what it was 'coz i don't know much about computers... there was a message that says the file should be reinstalled or something... we were hoping that my cousin's friend would help fix the computer because he was the one who fixed it the last time this happened... but my genius brother took the matter into his own hands saying that he found a way to fix the computer, he being a student of computer engineering... so he came home from school one day and "fixed" the computer... sure, the computer was fixed but all the files in teh hard drive were erased, including some pictures that weren't yet printed or uploaded to the internet... its a good thing my files were in a backup drive...</div><div align="justify">the most recent clever thing thing he did was to drop out of his math class... by the way he and i are taking the same math subject because he is an irregular student or something... i found out from one of my friends who was his classmate in that subject that he wasn't going to class anymore... so i told everyone about it at home... hehehehe... my great brother told us that he dropped the subject because of some obscur reason... oh yeah, his teacher's passing grade is about 30% and the problems given during the quiz are oh so easy... i however, have to try my best to get at least 60% from the hardest exams given by one of the most terror teachers in the math department... also there's this guy in my class who think he's so good because he's at the top8 of the school of ChE-Chm and because he's total score for two quizzes is 204/200... anyway i'll talk about that later because the stupid bastard is complaining about me hogging the computer...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111731515022858816?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116891365776880322005-05-24T07:33:00.000+08:002005-05-24T07:36:53.246+08:00Sometimes<br />by Nine Days<br /><br />Shadows they fall on the stage of your own life<br />Trailing behind footsteps<br />There's comfort in ghosts who are no longer with you<br />Hiding behind your death<br />I let you down you've lost your taste<br />I'm losing ground I fall from grace<br />Well just listen, Sometimes<br /><br />CHORUS<br />You gotta set free what you love just to bring it back<br />Would you ever lose me?<br />Would you ever let go for that?<br />And if the love is real you gotta' let yourself go<br />Just to bring it back<br />Sometimes<br />Just to bring it back<br /><br />Hiding inside my asylum I'm always<br />Hanging on by a thread<br />I can't expect you to respect me until I've<br />Learned to respect myself<br />I've let you down you've lost your taste<br />I'm losing ground, I miss your face<br />Well just listen<br />Well just listen<br />Sometimes<br /><br />CHORUS<br />Oh the love youre bringing back<br /><br />Sometimes,<br />Just to bring it back.<br />I've let you down you've lost your taste,<br />I'm losing ground I fall from grace.<br />Well just listen,<br />Sometimes,<br />Sometimes,<br />Sometimes,<br /><br />You gotta set free what you love just to bring it back<br />Would you ever lose me<br />Would you ever let go for that?<br />And if the love is real you gotta' teach yourself<br />Just to bring it back<br />Sometimes<br />Just to bring it back<br />Oh the love you're bringing back<br />Oh the love you're bringing back<br />Sometimes<br />Sometimes<br />Just to bring it back<br />You gotta' let go<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111689136577688032?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116889029003743002005-05-24T06:39:00.000+08:002005-05-24T09:56:18.053+08:00<div align="justify">kahapon, nag-lab kami sa organic... cyempre dahil absent ako last meeting kailangan kong mag-make up para sa namiss ko... problema naman, naiwan ko ung documentations na ako ay umattend ng conference so dapat raw dalhin ko muna yon... so next meeting na lang ako magmemake-up...</div><div align="justify">so un, kaya ginawa ko na lang ung unknown number 2 ko... cyempre masmahirap to kesa sa namiss ko kasi polyfunctional to, eh ung isa monofunctional lang... anyway, nagtest ako ng solubility, tama ako... pagdating ko naman sa mga classification tests, sumabog na lahat!!! aaarrrggghhhh!!! ang gulo kasi eh, naiinis ako... positive ung tests ko for alcohol, aldehyde/ketone, at alkyl halides... but no, mali raw un sabi ng prof ko... hindi naman un ester dahil mabaho cya at hindi raw un ether kasi tinaong ko na prof ko... so na narrow down na ung choices ko problema nga lang konti na lang ung unknown ko kaya sabi ko next meeting na lang.. papadagdag ako, hehehehe... anyway, dahil dito, dapat magmadali na ako kasi next meeting tatlong unknowns na ang kailangan kong i-identify, monofunctional, polyfunctional, at mixture... </div><div align="justify"><strong>AAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!</strong></div><div align="justify">good luck sa ken...</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">I wish for nothing but the rain, to fall and wash away<br />Everything that I've done wrong, find a way to make you strong</div><div align="justify">If only for another day</div><div align="justify">-Another Day, by <em>Nine Days</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111688902900374300?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116721373059351652005-05-22T08:16:00.000+08:002005-05-22T12:36:30.220+08:00<div align="justify">wala lang... kasi lately naaaddict na ako sa mga rock songs and the likes... di na ko masyado nakikinig masyado sa mga pop songs and other stuff... cguro dahil wala na masyadong magagandang kanta at halos lahat ng nga artists na lumalabas ay rockers or something... anyway, naaadict ako ngayon sa broken sonnet by hale at new tattoo ng urbandub... so just to get it out of my system, at kasi wala akong magawa, ipopost ko dito ung lyrics ng new tattoo... at kung sino man ang mabait dyan bilhan nyo ko ng album nila... hehehe...</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br />New Tattoo<br />by Urban Dub<br /><br />Great moments they pass by<br />If youre careless<br />Desperately trying to speak the words<br />Ive been wanting to say for a long time.<br />Tongue tied, every time I try to talk to you<br />In time, Ill find the right line.<br />Caught a glimpse of you<br />I tremble every time you walk by<br />Hopelessly trying to find a way<br />To be near you, to get near you.<br />In my mind, plays thoughts of you all the<br />time<br />Ill find the right line<br />Ill bleed for you<br />Like a new tattoo in my heart<br />You'll stay permanent<br />Am I too late now?<br />Will I find a way to get to you somehow?<br />Shes breaking me down again<br />Shes breaking me down</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">anyway, aalis na ko kasi late na ko sa cwts ko... pandacan kami ngayon... survey na naman ata sa tubig or baka mag water sampling na kami...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111672137305935165?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116524520822704872005-05-20T00:40:00.000+08:002005-05-20T01:42:00.826+08:00<div align="justify">owwa (overseas workers welfare admin) had its 1st luzon wide scholars convention from may 17-19... so naturally pumunta ako doon... hindi naman sa ayaw ko pumasok, well there's that, pero nakakahiya kasi lagi na lang akong hindi pumupunta sa mga owwa stuff, like ung meetings and family day... plus libre pa siya, hehehe... magandang reason para hindi pumasok =p...</div><div align="justify">anyway, ginanap to sa isang resort sa ampid,san mateo... noong una kala ko ang layo, un pala sa labas lang ng quezon city... so andun ako, wala akong kakilala kasi nga di ako pumupunta sa mga bagay bagay na to... since may dalawang groups na obvious, pumili ako kung saan ako sasama, so doon ako sa grupo ng roommate ko kasi parang mabait sya at sya pa lang ung kumakausap sa akin ng maayos... kahit nga sa van papunta sa resort di ako masyado umimik, nakikitawa lang... un pala ung grupo ng roommate ko ay ung mga cmwsp <em>(congressional migrant workers scholarship program)</em> scholars, eh ako ay edsp <em>(education for development scholarship program)</em> scholar kaya feeling ko tuloy ang outcast ko, pero okay lang kasi mababait ung mga cmwsp at nakilala ko na rin ung mga edsp after a few hours so hindi na ako mukhang outcast, medyo medyo na lang...</div><div align="justify">so yun, nagseminar kami mga workshop-workshop at kung anu-anong corning <em>energizers</em>... di ko na ieelaborate kasi mabobore lang kayo... syempre dahil resort un eh di may pool, un ung kinareer namin... 9 waves pool ang tawag... may wave generator sila, kakaaliw, ahihihi... ang pangalan pala ng resort ay ciudad christia... syempre ang malas namin kasi ng 1st night namin sira ung generator so andun lang kami naguusap-usap sa pool kung ano-ano gimagawa... meron silang 6 feet deep na pool kaso maliit ng konti kaya di masyado masaya lumanggoy... at may slide din doon kaso kababa naman... walang binatbat sa pinuntahan namin ng 2nd year hs kami... pero nagtagal din kami dahil nakatulog ako almost 3 in the morning na...</div><div align="justify">noong 2nd night ayos na ung wave generator problema naman ay ang dami naman ng tao so siksikan pero enjoy pa rin... iniwan ko ung tsinelas ko sa may 6 feet na pool at pagkatapos kong lumanggoy ay, tsadan!!, nawawala na ung tsinelas... whoopee!! ang cheap na nga ng tsinelas ko may nagnakaw pa, kaya un naglakad ako pabalik ng room ng naka-paa... natapos kami maligo mga bandang 1 ata... so anyway dapat maguusap-usap pa kami kasi walang magawa, eh antagal nila magbihis kaya un humiga muna ako... big mistake... basta kasi dumikit ulo ko sa unan tulog kagad ako... so un, namiss ko ung "bonding session" nila kaya nagmukha akong kj...</div><div align="justify">anyway since mapuan/malayan ako, may pasok ako supposedly, pero dahil ako ay isang malaking batugan, di ako pumasok kahit may laboratory ako ng organic chem 2, na identification of unknown organic compound... pero sulit naman ung di ko pagpasok aside from the fact na nakamiss ako ng 2 seatwork sa math143...</div><div align="justify">noong third day naman nag-election ng mga officers ng mga luzon scholars tapos supposedly may audience with the president (as in si GMA) sa malacañang pero di nagpush through for some reason so pinapili nila kami kung either swimming na lang or mag-city tour... syempre kasi city folks kami at sawang sawa na kami sa maynila, pinili namin ung swimming pero majority ung mga galing sa province so un city tour kami... waw, maximum excitement!! wala namang nakuha sa city tour kasi umikot lang sila sa quezon city at intramuros... dumaan pa nga ng UP pero daan lang talaga, walang mga stops or whatever... so un, waste of time sya dahil dapat pupunta atang wow, pero closed pa sya kaya kumanta kanta na lang kami... pero galante ang owwa, merienda namin ay ung no.1 ng mcdo so bale bigmac at soda w/ fries, at take note, upsized pa... mga isang daan ata kami don so marami rami din nagastos nila... i mean, 3 days sa resort pa nga lang mahal na eh... kaya siguro naghihirap ang bansa dahil matatakaw kami, hehehe... supposedly rin magdidinner pa kami sa baywalk pero hinahanap na kami sa owwa kaya un wala na... so un, medyo sulit naman ung di ko pagpasok... kung bumagsak nga lang ako sa mga subjects ko saka lang sya hindi sulit... good luck sa kin, ahehehe...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111652452082270487?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116271945468913212005-05-17T03:32:00.000+08:002005-05-17T03:32:25.470+08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/195/5785/640/jaypee.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/195/5785/320/jaypee.jpg'></a><br />wala lang&nbsp;<a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111627194546891321?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1116179133513374012005-05-16T01:12:00.000+08:002005-05-16T01:45:33.520+08:00<div align="justify">madaling araw na so wala lang akong magawa... supposedly gagawa ako ng report sa organic kaso tinatamad ako, mamaya na lang... kwento na lang ako...</div><div align="justify">last saturday pumunta kami ni Nio sa Brannigan's... isa itong "irish pub" sa timog... hindi ko nga lang nakita ung irish part.. so anyway, andun kami dahil nainvite kami ni Titus dahil may gig doon kuya nya and since wala kaming NSTP next day pumunta kami...</div><div align="justify">ung kuya nga pala ni Titus ay si Andy, drummer ng 4 Pissed, un ung pangalan ng banda nila. drummer = astig... by the way, magkamukhang-magkamukha si Titus at si Andy, kahit nga hati ng buhok almost at the same spot, hahaha...</div><div align="justify">so kasama namin mga kaibigan ni titus, mga pinsan nya, at ang kapatid nya na si Pai. syempre andun ung band mates ni Andy... andun din ung tatay ni Titus... ang astig din ng tatay ni Titus, napakasupportive nya sa kanyang anak... sya pa nga naghatid sa kanila doon eh...</div><div align="justify">maraming mga banda ang andun, lahat mga rakista... iilan lang sa mga tinugtog nila ang alam ko pero magagaling silang lahat no doubt about it... nakakaaliw ung huling nagperform, parang si jack black sa school of rock, mataba rin sya.... hehehehe...</div><div align="justify">ang sayang kasama nila lalo na ung pinsan ni Titus na si Carl. ang kulit nya lalo na ng naging "tipsy" sya... hindi pa raw kasi sya lasing tipsy lang... narinig ko na rin un galing sa classmate ko ng high school, pagkagising nya andami ng rashes sa katawan... anyway back to Carl, pinipilit nyang magjoke kami at kahit gaano kacorny ung joke, bentang-benta sa kanya. tapos lahat ng iniisip nya ginagawa at sinasabi nya, at lahat ay kinakawayan nya at binabati ng hi... may babae ngang gusto nyang lapitan kaso nga lang wala raw syang pera para bilhan ng inumin... sabi ko nga iuwi nya na lang sabi nya naman wala raw syang dalang condom... ulol... hehehehe... takot nga syang umuwi kasi raw papatayin sya ng mommy nya dahil naglasing sya...</div><div align="justify">si Nio naman 1st time ata nitong uminom dahil isang bote lang ng red horse nahilo na sya... hindi pa to ung regular sized na red horse, ung stallion type, 330 ml lang ang laman, so <span style="font-size:78%;">red horse</span> sya... aliw na aliw nga sya sa pakiramdam na umiikot ang paningin nya... nabitin nga ako eh... kulang kasi ung dala kong pera so konti lang nainom ko...</div><div align="justify">tinapos namin lahat ng mga banda, bale 15 silang lahat kaya natapos yun nga around 4 ng umaga...</div><div align="justify">masaya ung gimik pero nabitin ako dahil hindi man lang ako tinamaan... hehehehe... moral lesson: tuwing lalabas, magdala ng maraming pera... </div><div align="justify">sa uulitin!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111617913351337401?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12748448.post-1115591389875330752005-05-09T06:28:00.000+08:002005-05-09T06:29:49.880+08:00testing, testing...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12748448-111559138987533075?l=the13th.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>NaTe2oo4http://www.blogger.com/profile/00143048780571018908noreply@blogger.com0